Chapter 56: Gale Secret Technique

  When he found that there was no one in front of him, Yue Yu couldn't help but feel a little dazed. It wasn't until a moment later that he came back to his senses. He first smiled wryly to himself, then swept his gaze around the hall.

  Inside the hall, those faces that were shocked and speechless were directly ignored by Yue Yu. At this moment, only the central part of the opposite palace could slightly attract his attention. The three people all stood up tall, although they had not yet made a move, their faces were extremely gloomy. Then there was the left rear door of the main hall, a figure was quietly moving its feet, slowly retreating towards the direction of the door. When he clearly saw the young man's face, it suddenly turned out to be Yue Feng, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

  This guy is quite clever! Yue Yu silently cursed in her heart, knowing that her plan to easily take him down here was likely to fall through.

  With a hint of regret, Yue Yu turned his head and finally shifted his gaze to Hong Fei. This young master of Dan Yun City still had some demeanor. From start to finish, he sat upright without moving. However, just as Yue Yu looked over, several figures had already stood by his side, subtly guarding him within.

  In the entire hall, those who could still fight were all more or less injured. Only a few martial artists from Dan Yun Castle remained unscathed. The four people beside Hong Fei had cloud and mist patterns embroidered on their chests. One of them was a fourth-level martial artist, Yue Yu, whom he had seen at the pharmacy earlier. As for the other three, they only had three silver lines on their sleeves. Among these four people, including the first one, their faces were full of fear and their eyes showed a hint of dread.

  A hint of sarcastic smile flashed between his eyebrows, and Yue Yu took another step in that direction. Before he even got close, the first-rate warrior at the front, who was already unable to withstand the pressure, made the first move. This person's cultivation was also based on the golden attribute of true energy, with a sword aura that was sharp and unparalleled, but it lacked the unyielding flavor of Lin Zhuo.

  Yue Yu casually used his knife to block, then pulled and dragged to the side, and had already made the opponent's weapon fall out of their hand. He could even clearly hear the sound of the person's arm muscles bursting due to excessive force.

  Yue Yu's left hand was specialized in knife techniques, but the essence of martial arts only required true understanding and mastery, regardless of form or weapon. Moreover, his opponent had no significant advantage over him in terms of strength control and internal energy. Therefore, even if he only used a knife, he could easily use the technique of borrowing force to counterattack, and with a casual flick of his wrist, send his opponent's weapon flying.

  Just as the third-level martial artist was about to retreat, Yue Yu took another step forward, his long knife slicing diagonally like lightning, cutting the man's waist in two. The blood that gushed out instantly splattered everywhere, covering the banquet table with a bloody mess. A few drops of blood also landed on Hong Fei's pale face, and his complexion turned as white as snow, his body trembling slightly. This time, he truly felt fear and terror towards the child who was four years younger than him.

  Yue Yu licked the corner of his lips, subconsciously wanting to savor the taste of that blood. As for those 'tribal uncles' and 'tribal elders' who spared him, it was unavoidable. However, when it came to the people of Dan Yun City, he had no qualms or psychological burdens.

  And the bright red in front of him stimulated the killing intent hidden deep within his heart to climb to its peak.

  "Rampage!"

  As this almost soul-stirring shout, the entire hall seemed to tremble slightly. When everyone looked over in the direction of the sound, they saw that Hong Zheng, who was at the top left of the hall, had already left his seat like a ghost, his long sword out of its scabbard and creating a series of illusions as he charged towards Yue Yu.

  Yue Yunwen, who had long been prepared, saw the situation and smiled coldly as he drew his sword to follow closely behind. It seemed like he was assisting Hong Zheng, but the direction of his blade was almost always aimed at Hong Zheng's vital spots on his back. He had already made up his mind that no matter what, he would first ensure the young man's safety. As for how to deal with him, it could wait until his identity was clearly verified later.

  Hong Zheng thought that if he just wanted to save his nephew, it would be fine. But if he had ulterior motives, then he wouldn't mind fighting him here and now. Anyway, he had long been wanting to see for himself whether this Cang Lan Sword King was truly worthy of his reputation.

  In the central steps of the hall, Yue Yongjie let out a helpless sigh and stood up. He was the farthest from Yue Yu and also the last to move. However, with just one movement, he had already caught up to within six paces behind the two. His posture was slightly different from his younger brother's, as Yue Yongjie closely followed Hong Zheng, seemingly ready to cover his side and provide assistance at any moment.

  Has it finally arrived?

  Yue Yu's pupils suddenly contracted, and Hong Zheng's sword had not yet arrived, but he already felt the rolling sword intent like a huge wave crashing on the shore. And further back, Yue Yunwen and Yue Yunjie also gave him immense pressure.

  But at this moment, Yue Yu was extremely excited. A large amount of adrenaline was secreted in his body, stimulating every cell inside him.

  He grasped the Golden Crow Sword with his right hand, which had slightly recovered some of its strength. With a swift motion, he unsheathed the sword, and as the blade flashed with a light similar to that of a small sun, it streaked out in a serpentine trajectory before him. The wind attribute spiritual energy within the entire hall rapidly converged around Yue Yu like a whirlpool, and his entire person seemed to be imbued with a faint blue-green glow.

  Feeling the omnipresent and extremely lively spiritual power around him, Yue Yu let out a slightly insufficient gentle laugh, his body shape advancing instead of retreating, almost turning into a rainbow, welcoming the sword in front of him. And on his opposite side, whether it was Hong Zheng or the two brothers Yue Yun Jie and Yue Yun Wen, their eyes were all filled with shock and disbelief at this moment.

  The four figures intertwined in an instant, and after that moment, the entire castle's main hall was silent.

  Yue Yu stumbled backward several steps, his left chest bursting with a bright red. However, at this moment, three zhang in front of him, Yue Yun Jie and Yue Yun Wen's faces were both pale as paper, and the two tenth-grade heterodox weapons in their hands had already fallen to the ground. If one looked more closely, they could see that their right hands were slightly deformed and swollen, with several abnormal bends at the wrist bone.

  On his side, Hong Zheng still held his sword horizontally, pointing at Yue Yu. However, the hand of this Sword King grasping the sword was no longer as stable as before, and the tip of the sword trembled slightly. His left hand covered his throat, with fresh blood seeping out from between his fingers.

  "Mystic Wind Blast! How is this possible?"

  Listening to Hong Zheng's hoarse voice, which seemed to be squeezed out from his throat, Yue Yu's expression was slightly stunned, and then he stepped towards Hong Fei again as if nothing had happened. However, this time he had just taken a step when he felt that the hem of his clothes seemed to have been pulled. Yue Yu looked down in shock, only to see that it was the same Danchun City third-level martial artist who had been cut into two segments earlier, and yet he still hadn't died completely, with one hand tightly grasping his pant leg.

  A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and Yue Yu casually inserted the knife in his left hand downwards, the blade entering from the back of the man's head, passing through the eye socket and out through the bone, inserting smoothly into the marble floor. When he finished dealing with this obstacle at his feet, he looked up to see that the young master of Dan Yun City had already forgotten all about dignity and demeanor, using his hands and feet to run towards the side hall door on the other side.

  Yue Yu shook his head in confusion, thinking to himself, "Do you still think you can escape at this time?" He stretched out his left hand behind him, and Lin Zhuo, who was aware of the situation, handed over the last Qinggang sword he had brought with him. Then everyone saw a flash of blue light, which instantly traversed tens of feet of space, pierced through Hong Fei's left back, and nailed him firmly to the ground. Yue Yu was familiar with all the vital points of the human body, and this sword was aimed straight at Hong Fei's heart. With the remaining Fengling power on the sword causing destruction, Hong Fei only managed to move his legs before falling still.