thefictionvixens Chapter 31 The Death of Yu Canghai
Chapter 31 The Death of Yu Canghai
With Tong Baixiong watching closely, Zhao Yu and Yu Canghai officially clashed.
The two palms clashed, and a sickeningly sharp cracking sound of bones breaking was heard, followed by an extremely shrill scream.
Yu Canghai was struck as if by a heavy hammer, staggering backward and flying hard against the courtyard wall behind him.
A mouthful of blood gushed out, and his right arm was twisted at a bizarre angle, rendering the entire arm useless!
He stared at Zhao Yu in horror, his eyes filled with disbelief.
How is that possible?
How could this young man's palm strike be so terrifying?
He used all his inner strength to meet the attack, but it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. Not only did he fail to block the opponent's attack, but his arm was also broken by the shock.
Even the internal organs seemed to have shifted, churning endlessly.
"Don't harm my sect leader!"
Seeing their sect leader severely injured in a single move, the Qingcheng disciples around them instantly turned red with rage, brandishing their longswords and swarming towards Zhao Yu.
Zhao Yu merely glanced at him coldly, then abruptly flicked his sleeve: "Get out of my way!"
The powerful Northern Darkness True Qi spread out with a roar, like an invisible wave of energy, crashing head-on into the charging Qingcheng disciples.
The people at the very front didn't even touch the hem of Zhao Yu's clothes before being thrown away by the blast wave, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting blood, and unable to get up again.
The disciples behind were also shaken so badly that they staggered and turned pale, and none of them could get even half a step closer!
Just as Zhao Yu was distracted by dealing with the group of Qingcheng disciples, Yu Canghai, who was in dire straits, flashed a ruthless glint in his eyes.
Having survived in the martial arts world for so long, he was certainly not the type to sit idly by and wait for his doom.
Yu Canghai gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain, and suddenly drew his longsword with his left hand. With a twist of his waist, he used all his strength to thrust the sword toward Zhao Yu's heart!
The swordplay was cunning and ruthless, carrying a resolute determination to perish together with the enemy!
This sword strike was the culmination of Yu Canghai's lifelong skill, a desperate attempt to survive. Even top masters would have to avoid its edge.
But he was facing Zhao Yu.
"sucker Punch."
Without turning his head, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, Zhao Yu grabbed the sword spine with his backhand, unleashing the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand technique. His fingertips, like butterflies flitting among flowers, precisely gripped the sword's spine.
With a soft "clang," Yu Canghai felt a tremendous force coming from the sword. His tiger's mouth split open instantly, and he could no longer hold the long sword. It flew out of his hand and embedded itself deeply in the pillar next to him, the blade still trembling incessantly.
Before he could make any further move, Zhao Yu struck out with his right palm, landing squarely on his chest.
"puff--"
Yu Canghai was startled and froze in place.
His eyes were fixed on Zhao Yu, his mouth opened as if to say something, but in the end only a mouthful of dark blood gushed out, flowing down the corner of his mouth.
The next moment, his head drooped, his chest stopped rising and falling, and he was dead.
Apart from a faint palm print on his chest, there were no other marks on his body.
However, his internal organs had already been shattered by Zhao Yu's Heart-Shattering Palm, which was precisely the most ruthless and domineering characteristic of this ultimate technique.
"Sect Leader! The Sect Leader is dead?"
"Kill him! Avenge our sect leader!"
Seeing their sect leader die on the spot, the remaining Qingcheng disciples became even more anxious. Many of them roared and charged forward with their swords, ready to fight Zhao Yu to the death.
However, a few clever ones quietly retreated to the outer edge of the crowd, constantly moving backward, clearly preparing to slip away at any moment.
The Qingcheng Sect is leaderless and in complete chaos.
Zhao Yu didn't even glance at the Qingcheng disciples rushing up. He leaped into the air, spun around, and looked straight at the spot where Tong Baixiong had been standing.
"Elder Tong, I'll borrow your head for a reason, so that Dongfang..."
Zhao Yu stopped mid-sentence, stunned for a moment.
Huh? Where is everyone?
The spot where Tong Baixiong and the Sun Moon Cult members had been was now empty, with only a few corpses of the members remaining; not a single person was to be seen.
Looking out along the courtyard wall, I could only see a few figures, who had obviously run away long ago.
Zhao Yu was both annoyed and amused, and shook his head.
This Tong Baixiong may look rough and reckless, but he is actually more shrewd than anyone else.
How many truly reckless people can survive in the martial arts world for so long?
Seeing that Zhao Yu had easily taken Yu Canghai's life in just a few moves, Tong Baixiong knew that there was no chance of taking down Zhao Yu today, and that he himself was at risk of dying here.
So he made a quick decision and fled with his remaining troops without lingering for even a moment.
This is the decision of a seasoned veteran.
With Qingcheng disciples who had gone mad blocking his way, by the time Zhao Yu finished dealing with Yu Canghai, Tong Baixiong had already run several miles away, and it was too late to catch up.
Zhao Yu looked into the distance, knowing he couldn't catch up, so he simply gave up.
Anyway, he's not in a hurry.
With the "Star Absorbing Technique" as a hook, Tong Baixiong will definitely return to Blackwood Cliff to report to Dongfang Bubai.
Given Dongfang Bubai's personality, sooner or later he will face off against this number one martial arts master.
Zhao Yu landed gracefully and stood steadily in the courtyard.
Several Qingcheng disciples who rushed to the front, their eyes red, brandished their swords and thrust forward. Zhao Yu casually flicked his sleeve, snatching all their swords away, and with a backhand palm strike, sent them flying.
He wasn't a bloodthirsty person, so he didn't intend to kill all the Qingcheng disciples. He figured that if he killed a few of the ringleaders, the rest would probably come to their senses.
Just as Zhao Yu was about to make a move, a gray figure suddenly flashed over, striking out with both palms and taking his blow head-on.
With a muffled thud, the gray figure staggered back three steps before regaining its balance.
A faint purple hue flashed across his face; it was Yue Buqun, the leader of the Huashan Sect.
"Young Master Zhao, please show mercy!"
Yue Buqun forced back the blood that surged to his throat and hurriedly cupped his hands to Zhao Yu, saying, "Sect Leader Yu has already passed away. Even if you had a grudge against him, young hero, it has all vanished."
"These disciples were merely following orders. We beg you, young hero, to show mercy and refrain from further bloodshed. You are so young yet possess such martial arts skills; your future is limitless. If you commit too many killings, it will damage your reputation in the martial world, and the loss will outweigh the gain."
He offered words of comfort, but his heart was already in turmoil.
He had used eighty percent of his Zixia Skill to barely withstand Zhao Yu's palm strike.
At this moment, Yue Buqun's arms were numb and his blood was churning, indicating that he had suffered serious internal injuries.
Zhao Yu's martial arts skills are far more terrifying than he imagined!
"Father!" Yue Lingshan jumped down and ran to Yue Buqun's side. She glanced at Zhao Yu warily and then couldn't help but say, "That's right. Although the people of Qingcheng Sect are not good people, you have already killed their sect leader. You should show them mercy and let them live."
Her words only made things worse. The moment she uttered them, the surrounding Qingcheng disciples instantly shifted their focus, glaring angrily at her.
What does it mean to be "not a good person"? And what does it mean to "forgive and forget"?
Does the daughter of the Huashan Sect Leader even know how to speak?
Yue Buqun's expression changed slightly. He quickly shielded his daughter behind him and apologized, "My daughter is young and ignorant and speaks without thinking. Please forgive her."
Just then, a young man suddenly rushed out from the crowd; he was none other than Hong Renxiong, the only remaining member of the Four Heroes of Qingcheng.
His eyes were bloodshot as he bowed deeply to Yue Buqun, his voice hoarse with grief and indignation: "Sect Leader Yue! You are a senior of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, a pillar of the righteous path in the martial world. This fiend killed my sect leader, slaughtered my Qingcheng disciples, and colluded with the demonic cultists—his crimes are heinous!"
"We implore Sect Leader Yue to uphold justice and help us slay this scoundrel, avenge our sect leader, and uphold the righteous path of the martial world!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining Qingcheng disciples pleaded, "We beg Sect Leader Yue to uphold justice and kill this scoundrel! Avenge our Sect Leader!"
In an instant, all eyes were focused on Yue Buqun.