Chapter 492: Chapter 379: Will You Die Together or One by One?_3
He knew that, with this alone, becoming an Elder of the Qingyun Sword Sect would be his limit in the future.
To have a grander future, he must marry Miss Xiao.
But recently, Miss Xiao had been feeling depressed and had not left Qingyun Mountain for several days. He had investigated and found out that it was because Demon Sword Chen Yuan had arrived!!!
It was because of him that Miss Xiao had been feeling down these past few days, even forgetting the trip to Qingzhou City that she had previously agreed to.
Over this period, after his efforts, his relationship with Miss Xiao had greatly progressed, but there was still a chasm between them.
That was the death of Junior Brother Gu Hao!
He could feel that Miss Xiao was very concerned about this matter, and the main reason was Chen Yuan, who, he feared, had already planted a demon in her heart, especially as Chen Yuan’s fa spread throughout Jianghu.
It made Miss Xiao even more distressed.
So, after weighing his options, Wu Zongxian decided to challenge Chen Yuan!
Of course, he was aware of the vast gap between them, even though his cultivation had recently advanced to the Reach Profound Late Stage with the help of his sect, preparing him for the Ascension Battle.
But the gap between him and Chen Yuan was still too vast.
Rashly challenging Chen Yuan might not even warrant his attention, and if Chen Yuan did take him seriously, he would likely face certain death.
He needed another tactic.
After being reminded by a close junior brother, he realized that challenging Chen Yuan didn’t necessarily an he had to confront him personally; he could invite other masters from within the Sword Sect who were dissatisfied with Chen Yuan to join him.
Even if they could not defeat Chen Yuan, if they could manage a draw against soone as powerful as the Hidden Dragon Four Extres, he believed that would surely win Miss Xiao’s heart.
The only pity was that the junior brother who suggested this had so matters to attend to today and couldn’t be here…
“Fellow junior brothers, the villain Chen is currently heading this way. Anyone who wants to back out now, I, Wu, will certainly not bla him,” Wu Zongxian said gravely.
“Brother Wu, rest assured, since we have dared to co, we are not afraid of death.”
“Indeed, Chen Yuan has insulted our Qingyun Sword Sect and killed Elder Gu, a grudge that we have always kept in our hearts,” the crowd responded in unison.
Sword Cultivators are mostly unyielding.
Most of those who had co were not harboring other thoughts; they rely wanted to defeat Chen Yuan to restore so honor for their sect since he had killed Gu Hao, and Jiang He had slain Gu Chun with a single strike.
The martial artists of Qingzhou City often ridiculed the Qingyun Sword Sect, saying that among the mighty seven sects, hundreds of Sword Cultivators couldn’t muster a single man to stand up to Chen Yuan, who suppressed them so thoroughly that they dared not even make a peep.
This deeply wounded many disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect.
But the sect had ordered not to provoke Chen Yuan without cause, and the feud was to be considered over.
This made many disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect even more indignant, as they had been standing proudly in Qingzhou for hundreds of years, rarely ever facing such humiliation.
These angers were brewing.
Under Wu Zongxian’s covert rallying, many responded.
In the end, Wu Zongxian selected the most elite among them to form a Sword Array to fight against Chen Yuan.
He himself indeed lacked the confidence to withstand the legendary Demon Blade, but if they could form a great array, it would be different. Today, his fellow brothers had co.
Including him, there were seven Reach Profound Cultivators.
And these people’s cultivation was not low, most of them being elders from the previous generation.
This generation of Reach Profound Martial Artists was not many, and responders were few; they had to rely on the strength of other brothers.
The heritage of the Qingyun Sword Sect over hundreds of years was still profoundly deep, and it was still easy for a few Reach Profound disciples to co forth.
“Good, today we will let Chen Yuan know that the Qingyun Sword Sect cannot be insulted!”
Wu Zongxian declared loudly.
On the other hand, Chen Yuan was flying through the air, sweeping through the void with a faint trace of flowing light, speeding towards Yun State, but he was not relaxed in his vigilance.
Previously in Qingzhou City, he had felt many eyes on him.
Among them were those who were observant, curious, but also hostile.
He was well aware that he was not particularly safe near Qingzhou City, and although his enemies were not many, each was beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Fortunately, thanks to the intimidation by Jiang He, no one dared to actually take action.
But it seed not everyone could be intimidated.
Watching from a distance the several dozen figures controlling swords in the sky ahead, Chen Yuan’s brows slightly furrowed imperceptibly. Despite the great distance, his sight was clear enough to see the attire of those approaching.
Qingyun Sword Sect!
His eyes slightly cold, a flicker of murderous intent and disappointnt passed through his eyes. It was a pity—the others did not possess a Fortune Child that caught his eye.
“Chen Yuan!!!”
Wu Zongxian, having waited for a long ti, saw Chen Yuan slowing his movent technique and imdiately shouted harshly, pinching a sword gesture and charging at him with his sword control.
With his move, the other disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect followed suit.
Riding their treasured swords, they resembled a procession of Sword Immortals….
Most of them were Gang Condensing Martial Artists, and although the Gang Condensing cultivation allowed them to briefly fly, with the help of the swords, they could stay aloft for a considerable amount of ti.
“Blocking my way, are you seeking death?”
Chen Yuan looked calmly at the group of Qingyun Sword Sect disciples in front of him, sensing not even a slight hint of danger from any of them—it was basically an invitation to their own deaths.
His gaze was like looking at the dead.
“Arrogantly presumptuous, Chen Yuan, Wu knows you are known as one of the Hidden Dragon Four Extres and that you have the achievent of slaying a Grandmaster under your belt, but we are not afraid, what is there to fear in death?”
Wu Zongxian stared at Chen Yuan with a deeply emotional and tragic expression.
The other disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect behind him were moved, and they too glared angrily at Chen Yuan.
“The previous grievances were already settled, are you trying to start a war again?” Chen Yuan glanced at them.
“Settled? Hmph, Chen Yuan, do you really not know? It’s because of you that my Qingyun Sword Sect has been looked down upon in Jianghu, and Wu has borne this in mind these past months,
since you happened to co to Qingzhou City, let’s settle this between us.”
“If you win, from now on Wu will retreat three asures upon seeing you, but if we win, you must….”
Wu Zongxian had not finished speaking when Chen Yuan impatiently interrupted him with a wave of his hand:
“So much nonsense, are you all planning to die together, or one by one?”
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