Chapter 444 Red Cloud Blocks the Road
"hold head high!"

The war dragon of light rolled and roared in the void, as if it wanted to swallow up the entire world.

When the powerful celestial being saw this, his expression changed drastically. He had never seen such a horrific attack.

He roared, his internal strength surging, trying to resist this final blow.

However, in front of Wang Xiangyang's five elements power, his attack seemed so pale and powerless.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the War Dragon of Light slammed heavily into the body of a strong man in the late stage of the celestial being and swallowed him instantly.

At that moment, the entire space seemed to stand still, leaving only the dazzling light and deafening roar.

The powerful warrior in the late stage of the celestial being felt an unprecedented sense of crisis looming in his heart. He wanted to dodge, but found that his body was locked by an invisible force and he could not move.

The next moment, an extremely dazzling sword light cut through the sky, like a meteor in the sky, arriving in an instant, extremely fast and extremely powerful.

"Do not--"

The scream of the powerful celestial being was swallowed up by the sword light, leaving only a trace of afterimage.

And the head that was beheaded by a single blow and slowly fell in mid-air.

Wang Xiangyang sheathed his sword, and the golden light gradually faded.

He stood up slowly. There was not a speck of dust on his imperial armor, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

"Since we are already here, why don't you all stay here?"

At the same time, Wang Xiangyang turned his gaze to the enemies brought by the late-stage celestial being outside, and his eyes focused.

After he finished speaking, his figure flashed, like a golden lightning that cuts through the sky. He instantly rushed into the enemy group and launched a gorgeous massacre.

Golden energy swirled around him, forming brilliant halos that made him look unstoppable.

The Aurora Sword in his hand moved as fast as lightning, and every strike accurately hit the vital point of an expert, as if the tip of his sword had its own will and could see through every flaw of the enemy.

"Humph!"

He snorted lightly, and the sword light was like a dragon, cutting through the void. The throat of a master was cut in an instant, and blood gushed out, dyeing the entire hall red.

Although Wang Xiangyang mainly wields the Emperor's Battle Halberd, his swordsmanship is equally sharp, and each strike is like a thunderbolt from the sky.

He shook his wrist slightly, and the tip of the sword drew a graceful arc in the air, easily avoiding the sword of an enemy. Then, with a flash of sword light, a bloody gash was opened on the enemy's shoulder.

"what!"

Seeing this, another enemy screamed and tried to use his internal force to resist Wang Xiangyang's attack, but it was useless in the face of the golden energy.

Wang Xiangyang's swordsmanship was as fast as the wind and as fierce as thunder. The sword light flashed again, like a golden lightning that cut through the sky, instantly cutting off the enemy's weapon. Then the tip of the sword picked up and pierced his heart.

At this moment, every movement of Wang Xiangyang was full of power and beauty.

Golden energy swirled around his body, forming gorgeous tornadoes that swallowed up his enemies one by one.

"Pfft!"

The sword flashed again, and another enemy's heart was pierced instantly.

His eyes were wide open, his face full of unwillingness and fear, but he could only fall down helplessly and became a dead soul under Wang Xiangyang's sword.

"Ah! I'm not willing to give in!"

An enemy roared in despair, trying to fight to the death with the last of his inner strength.

But in front of Wang Xiangyang's sword, his resistance seemed so powerless.

The sword flashed, and his body was cut off in an instant, falling into a pool of blood. His eyes were wide open, and he died with his eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe that he died so easily at the hands of this young man.

Not long after, Wang Xiangyang was the only one left standing in the entire courtyard.

Looking at the corpses all over the floor and the dilapidated warehouse, he shook his head slightly.

He slowly put away the Aurora Sword, the golden energy gradually converged, and his body returned to calm.

The moon was high in the sky at night, and the bright white moonlight quietly fell on the mottled walls of Linyuan City, giving this ancient city that had experienced many vicissitudes of life a layer of silver glow.

Although the fighting in the city has subsided, the air is still filled with the smell of gunpowder, as if whispering about the thrilling contest that just took place.

At this moment, not far from Linyuan City, Daqian Patriarch Si Ruokong and Xuan Jing Sizhu stood side by side, heading towards this small city to explore the aftermath of the battle.

However, just as they were about to approach Linyuan City, a melodious laughter floated from the sky, like a spring breeze blowing on the face, or like clear spring flowing over rocks, instantly breaking the solemnity.

Before the laughter died down, an old man in a red robe leisurely appeared in front of the two of them. It was none other than the Grand Elder of the Nong Clan among the Hundred Schools of Thought - Patriarch Hongyun.

Ancestor Hongyun was dressed in a red robe as red as fire, his hair and beard were all white, his face was kind, and his eyes sparkled with a broad-mindedness and wisdom that transcended the world.

Holding a seemingly ordinary bamboo stick, he exudes a heart-pounding aura, as if the bamboo stick contains the weight of mountains and rivers, and the vastness of the world.

"Haha, fellow Taoists, why are you in such a hurry? The turmoil in Linyuan City may not require you to get involved in person."

Ancestor Hongyun said with a smile, his tone full of carefreeness, as if everything in the world was just a passing cloud in his eyes.

"Senior Hongyun, we are here because it is our duty and we have to investigate."

"Why is the unknown senior blocking our way?"

Si Ruokong frowned slightly when he heard this, but he bowed politely.

Si Ruokong was also very wary of Ancestor Hongyun, who was one generation older than himself, the Daqian Ancestor, and much stronger than himself.

"My two Taoist friends, it is not that I intend to stop you, but I came here on behalf of my friends, hoping to prevent unnecessary conflict."

The smile of Patriarch Hongyun was still as warm as spring. He gently waved the bamboo stick in his hand. The bamboo stick seemed to contain the weight of mountains and rivers, the vastness of heaven and earth, making the air around him seem to become heavy.

"Is the person you are talking about the senior Zhen Yuanzi who has now joined the Shenwu Hall of the Cangzhou Army?"

Upon hearing this, the head of Xuan Jing Division was moved and asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, it is my old friend Zhen Yuanzi. He and I have both entered the Shenwu Hall, and we should do our part to protect the peace of the Cangzhou army."

"I came here this time because my friend Zhen Yuanzi asked me to come and guard the periphery of Linyuan City to prevent the powerful celestial beings from other forces from entering to avoid any accidents."

Ancestor Hongyun was quite free and easy, he simply nodded in acknowledgement.

Well, he is an honest child.

Si Ruokong and Master Xuan Jing looked at each other and saw solemnity in each other's eyes.

As one of the few supreme elders of the Nong School, one of the most prominent schools of thought among the Hundred Schools of Thought.

Whether it is Patriarch Hongyun or Zhen Yuanzi, both of them are well-known strong men in the Tianwu Continent.

Since they have all joined the Shenwu Hall, they have specifically asked Patriarch Hongyun to come and stop them from entering Linyuan City.

Then the undercurrent behind this is probably really as important as what Patriarch Hongyun said.

Or the Prince of Yun, now the Governor of Cangzhou.

The power in their hands has far exceeded their imagination!

(End of this chapter)