Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 661 - 264: The Curtain Falls (6400 words combined from 2 parts into 1)

"He will never return to Heavenly Mountain in his lifetime."

In the distance, the sound of thunder rumbled, and the entire ground seemed to tremble, accompanied by deep wolf howls. A troop of martial artists wearing Mingguang Armor charged down from the mountain, their movements uniform and coordinated, riding atop black Flood Dragon steeds, their spears raised.

A faint shadow of a lone black wolf howled long and loud.

A silky wisp of black mist appeared on the body of the leading general, spreading a little beyond the Mingguang Armor. Above in the heavens, a star suddenly brightened a little, and the breath of the entire troop faintly weakened.

In its stead, the breath of that military general surged, stepping straight into the realm of a grandmaster, along with it the speed of the entire cavalry troop increased, slicing through the murky air like a sharpened Curved Saber, bringing a somber silence between heaven and earth.

The battling martial artists suddenly parted.

Their killing intent was so weak in the face of this overwhelming murderous aura that it seemed almost unable to withstand a single blow. The killing intent in front of them was like the dark clouds pressing lower and lower from the sky, suffocating them.

Shi Huaidie's complexion turned slightly pale, but she recognized this cold killing intent and murmured:

"The people from the Imperial Court?"

"Military Family..."

Their imposing momentum, like thunder, aimed directly at Wang Anfeng and the others.

At this moment, Wang Anfeng was truly spent, unable to muster even a bit of inner strength. He forced a smile and said, "Miss Gong Yu, take them and leave. These people are most likely here for me."

Gong Yu's expression was as cold and clear as jade.

Yuchi Jie's eyes were dull, his whole person excessively grim.

The army of Great Qin...

Gong Yu swept her sleeve, curling up Lin Qiaofu and the others with a gentle Qi Force, and then, with one hand, grabbed Wang Anfeng's collar and soared into the air. Meanwhile, the approaching general thrust his spear fiercely.

Atop the army, a ghostly image of a black wolf howled, furiously pouncing forward, and it was clear that the Qi Mechanism was at the Upper Third Rank.

Xie Shan couldn't bear it and closed his eyes. The old man glanced at him sideways, but came down from the pine tree, his garments fluttering in a motion that drew Xie Shan's gaze, making him instinctively open his eyes to see. The elder landed on the ground, heading toward that perilous place, which caused Xie Shan's expression to drastically change, calling out urgently in a low voice:

"What are you doing, old man?"

"Have you lost your mind?! Come back and hide at once!"

The old man chuckled, waved his hand, and said:

"Can't hide anymore."

"Since we've been paid, how can we just watch and not work, eh?"

Xie Shan cried out in exasperation:

"I'm telling you to come back!"

"They're all monsters over there, and you're just an old cripple. Even if you have some martial arts, but, but..."

"Don't go to your death..."

"We should just take advantage and run... Please don't go to die, I implore you."

His voice was almost pleading.

The old man teased him, saying:

"Eh? I see you really can't bear it, can you?"

Xie Shan was so agitated he was about to cry, saying:

"Your life is also precious. Why should you use your life to block disasters caused by others? I just want you to live well, old man. We can't worry about others, nor do I want to. It's their own trouble they've stirred up. I don't want you to die on their behalf."

"Why should you go and throw your life away?"

The old man's face softened slightly, but then he laughed and said:

"Throwing away my life? You actually think it's throwing away my life. I'll strike with one sword to show you, what swordsmanship is."

He took a step forward, his right hand opened.

Wang Anfeng's fallen Broad Sword screamed and howled, entering his hand like a flying ribbon.

He took three steps forward, already out of that vast pine forest.

Raising his hand, he swept his sword horizontally.

This sword pierced the skies, stirring up the clouds and rain, rising magnificently. The one-armed old man laughed boisterously, his cold breath filling the world; his voice echoed through Jianghu many times over, having shattered countless stars throughout his life, with a long howl, falling leaves swept through the forest canopy.

The Heavenly Mountain Sword, one sword to scour the chill of autumn.

Su Zhengcheng hurled a spear, to no avail, easily torn apart. Yu Floating Mountain erupted, the sword light pouring into it, and then there was silence. Amidst the thunderous rumblings, the entire Yu Floating Mountain broke from halfway up, plummeting down.

It kicked up countless clouds of dust and waves of air, rolling in all directions.

Hong Luoyu and Pei Danding instantly scattered, standing on each side with a watchful look.

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The half-crippled elder stood with his sword.

Su Zhengcheng's expression still maintained its composed appearance as he sat on his horse and saluted the old man, saying: