Thus, he imdiately thought of the unrest in Celestial Dance City.
The Celestial Evil Cult, an existence he had never heard of before, was colluding with the Valley of Myriad Nights and the Divine Sand Gang to conspire for Celestial Dance City!
According to rumors, the martial expert killed by the ’Night Emperor’ was indeed from the Celestial Evil Cult.
Could it be that all the actions of the Divine Blade Hall stem from this?
As Bian City was helping Mo Duxing to the side, preparing to let him sit down, he turned abruptly at the ntion of the ’Celestial Evil Cult’, looking back into the arena at Chu Qing, as well as at the old man who had by then stepped out from among the crowd and stood not far from Chu Qing.
In the next mont, he lowered his head.
To hide the brilliance in his eyes from being seen by others.
The old man was also sowhat surprised:
"You actually know of this sect?
"I thought our sect acted with such secrecy, could it be that in the past three years, we have beco exposed in the martial world?
"Forget it, I will investigate the matter thoroughly later.
"As for you... as a dead man, why bother with what happens after your death?
"Now, can you let go of the Chaotic God Saber?"
Chu Qing squinted his eyes slightly. Did he think that he couldn’t let go of this saber?
No wonder he wasn’t worried.
Destroying the Chaotic God Saber was part of the plan, within his calculations.
When Gentle inford Chu Qing that ’Jiang Divine Saber’ had arrived, Chu Qing had already made up his mind.
The Celestial Evil Cult spent so much effort to forge this saber, how could they tolerate it being destroyed by him?
Pei Wuji didn’t care about Jiang Divine Saber’s life, but he couldn’t disregard the Chaotic God Saber.
If he destroyed this saber in front of everyone... Pei Wuji would surely reveal himself.
He thought that if this person appeared, he would certainly strike him with thunderous ans.
Unexpectedly, he was calm and stood here chatting with him...
He thought it was a strange affair, but ultimately it was a misunderstanding, believing that his hands were now inseparable from the Chaotic God Saber, life and death at others’ rcy.
Chu Qing imdiately chuckled coldly:
"Inseparable? How could it... huh? How could this be?"
His voice and actions were extrely realistic.
In terms of acting skills, he hadn’t lost yet.
Pei Wuji shook his head slightly:
"This saber is forged with God’s Tears Iron, and before forging, it requires the iron to be lted with the blood of ten thousand people.
"To be honest, this Jiang Divine Saber truly did not disappoint .
"From the first ti I saw him, I knew he was ambitious and by no ans a good person.
"Instead of replacing him, I’d rather use his hands to achieve my goals.
"So, I pretended to be defeated and was imprisoned in the Yinfeng Stronghold by him.
"And revealed the thod to forge the Chaotic God Saber... He did not let down.
"Using the pretext of the divine mandate’s end, seemingly condoning the slaughter between Luo Cheng and Qi Guan, was actually to gather the blood of ten thousand people to lt the God’s Tears Iron.
"This iron absorbs blood and forges a blade with life.
"Combining the enchanting power of the God’s Tears Iron with a murderous intent, it unites resentnt into one body.
"In the end, achieving sothing extraordinary, can it really be destroyed by human strength?"
"Utterly absurd!"
Chu Qing spoke coldly:
"With your skills, why the need for Jiang Divine Saber to do your bidding? To endure this prison and torture in vain?"
"The Sect Leader ordered this matter to be very secretive, not to be known to others.
"If I took action personally, inevitably, so clues would be revealed, attracting so unwelco individuals..."
A shadow flickered in Pei Wuji’s eyes.
Chu Qing suddenly recalled the pair of sisters he saw the day he first arrived in Divine Blade City at the restaurant.
These sisters claid to be from Bodhi Temple.
At that ti, no one in the restaurant knew what Bodhi Temple was, except for Pei Wuji, pretending to be Jiang Divine Saber, who trembled and dropped his bread upon hearing those words.
Chu Qing glanced at him:
"What is the connection between Bodhi Temple and your Celestial Evil Cult?"
Pei Wuji abruptly raised his head to look at Chu Qing:
"You!"
"Those two girls from Bodhi Temple didn’t appear today... is it because of you?"
Chu Qing had been observing the crowd all day today.
He didn’t find Nian’an and Nianxin among them.
They had subdued the Cross-sword Five Tigers, becoming their subordinates. If they had co today, they would have been easy to spot.
Besides them, White Horse Golden Sword Cao Qiupu also didn’t show up.
Chu Qing rembered that on the night he killed Dong Xingzhi, he vaguely heard the sound of galloping hooves...
At the ti, he didn’t think much of it, but today Cao Qiupu also didn’t co, which gave Chu Qing a sense of unease.
"So keen... It seems, indeed, you cannot be left alive."
Pei Wuji did not answer Chu Qing’s words, his sole palm flipped and wisps of black qi stirred his hair in the still air.
As the Palm Montum rose, it faintly seed as if the sound of thunder emanated from his palm.
Buzz!!
The noise occurred, but it was not Pei Wuji making a move.
Instead, it was a wisp of Fist Wind coming from afar.
Pei Wuji’s gaze shifted, seeing Bian City standing not far away, his eyes completely red, evidently using all his strength to resist the might of Chaotic God.
This punch was already his utmost limit.
"Overestimating oneself."
Pei Wuji let out a cold laugh, the palm initially aid at Chu Qing suddenly turned, now heading towards Bian City.
Yet just then, the sound of cracking, suddenly reached the ears of all present.
Those whose minds were still unclear suddenly felt as if a ray of light appeared in a chaotic world.
This light instantly pierced through the fog, giving them a chance to catch their breath.
"What?"
Pei Wuji’s face changed drastically, turning quickly, he saw mottled cracks spreading like a spider web over the Chaotic God Saber.
The mournful saber’s wail seed to choke, he couldn’t bother dealing with Bian City, and shouted in anger:
"Stop!!!"
The Chaotic God Saber was a nail driven into the Martial World by the Celestial Evil Cult.
He had planned for three years, if it truly were destroyed by Chu Qing, not only would a Nine Treasures of the world be lost, but it would also ruin the grand plan of the Celestial Evil Cult.
However, it was too late to stop it now.
Seeing Chu Qing’s hands rise, crackle, crackle, hiss, hiss, hiss!
The continuous sounds rang out, the blade shattered completely, countless fragnts flying in all directions.
At this mont, Pei Wuji had already reached Chu Qing, extending his hand to grab, only to catch nothing but air.
Raising his head again, he found himself face to face with Chu Qing.
For a mont, anger surged from his heart, a viciousness arising alongside:
"I will kill you!!!"
His Palm Montum seed to contain thousands of thunderbolts, rising with a roar to strike at Chu Qing.
He thought that after Chu Qing used his imnsely strong Inner Strength to destroy the Chaotic God Saber, he would certainly have no energy left, but hadn’t expected Chu Qing to reflexively turn his palm outward.
Only a muffled sound was heard.
As they collided, Chu Qing’s figure slightly swayed, while Pei Wuji was pushed back, his feet plowing the ground, his body continually sliding backward.
He retreated over ten feet before he stabilized himself.
Raising his head again, his face was extrely unsightly:
"You dare to destroy the Chaotic God Saber... You deserve to die a thousand deaths!!!"
As his words fell, wisps of black qi erged from around him, he wielded his arms, creating bursts of Gang Wind.
Faintly, it seed like the sound of thunderbolts ca from around him.
Even more astonishingly, the once-clear sky gradually darkened, and rumbling thunder seed to echo from the heavens.
"Is this... could it be the Myriad Destruction Yin Thunder Technique!"
"Can soone in this age have mastered such a Demon Skill?"
"Night Emperor, be careful, this skill draws thunder into the body, with Thunder Strength entering its creation, the Inner Strength contains thunder and fire, its power is boundless!!"
Amidst the exclaims, Chu Qing frowned slightly, rubbing his palm.
In the next mont, a small Willow Leaf Flying Saber appeared in his hand.
By now, Pei Wuji’s energy had reached its peak; he flew forward, surrounded by black clouds, his palms like dividing thunderbolts.
He rushed towards Chu Qing with a boom:
"Die!!"
As the words fell, Chu Qing’s hand rose.
Pei Wuji had long noticed the saber, but he did not pay it any mind.
After all, it was only a Willow Leaf Flying Saber... No matter how ingenious the Hidden Weapon Technique, under the Myriad Destruction Yin Thunder Technique, it had little chance of success.
Moreover, this martial art had a strong restraining effect on weapons.
This small flying saber...
As this thought crossed his mind, he suddenly had a question, where did this small flying saber go?
Mysteriously, an extre sense of danger and unease rose in his heart.
And just at this mont, his Inner Breath like a river, his body hit the ground with a roar, powerless to act.
He subconsciously touched his throat, a sense of inexplicable unease...
Oh, found it, here it is!
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