Unparalleled Evildoer

Chapter 62: Drunkenness and Dreaming of Death

Xiao Yuzhen had not walked far yet. When Jiang Yuan swung his sword with a shocking blow, she looked back into the distance, feeling very worried about Ping Qingjue. The cold wind blew past, fluttering her clothes. She turned around and quickened her pace, not because she was eager to escape, but because she couldn't wait to wait for him.

Qingyang, Hebiliu and Qianshan Laotuo could not wait any longer. After hearing Jiang Yuan's order, they rushed out like an arrow and chased after Xiao Yuzhen. They were determined to capture Wuzhan today. If they were not afraid of Ping Qingjue, they would have already taken action to seize Wuzhan. As long as they could find out the whereabouts of the five-colored stone from Wuzhan's brain, Qingyang would tear Wuzhan into pieces. He was no longer a cultivator.

Although the three of them were not as good as Xiao Yuzhen in cultivation, Xiao Yuzhen was now seriously injured. It would be difficult for Xiao Yuzhen to resist if the three of them joined forces to attack her, so it would not be difficult for them to seize Wuzhan.

Ping Qingjue exhaled a breath of cold air with a "whoosh" and chuckled, "I drank a jar of wine in vain, but your sword is very refreshing. Apart from that, I don't think there is anything special about it. You can't even cut the sword in my hand, and you spit out blood. Do you have a magic weapon?" He exerted force on his wrist, lifted up the "Northern Dark Fire" and pressed it towards Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan's face was distorted. He mobilized all his energy and pushed it towards his wrist. The blue fire sword in his hand whistled. He didn't understand how Ping Qingjue used an ordinary sword to block his magic weapon. Ping Qingjue's words provoked him, and he became even angrier. He gritted his teeth and said, "Defeat me, and then you can talk big again!" He pushed Ping Qingjue's sword back, and Ping Qingjue's sword instantly condensed into a layer of ice.

Ping Qingjue said contemptuously: "I never brag, it's just that you don't want to admit it!" The ice on the sword exploded instantly, and the 'Northern Dark Fire' was shaken away. Then, a white light flashed, and a sword energy stuck to the ground, and like lightning, it struck the few people who were chasing Xiao Yuzhen in the distance.

Qingyang and the others were prepared. When they heard the sound behind them, they hurriedly flew to dodge, but they were still too slow and were hit by the sword energy. However, as they were too far away, the sword energy was already at its weakest. These people also used their true energy to protect their bodies, so although they were knocked down, they were not seriously injured.

People watching from afar were all amazed. An ordinary sword could actually shake off a divine weapon and knock down three powerful men in the Hedao period who were three hundred feet away with just one sword. What kind of strength was that? The 'Drunken Sword God' was really not just a name. Today he had really broadened his horizons.

"You can't care about so many things anymore, just take this sword first!" A long blue dragon rushed towards him, its temperature suddenly dropped, and its momentum was overwhelming, as if it wanted to devour the person in front of it.

A loud bang echoed through the sky, broken ice flew everywhere, cold wind surged and rolled, brilliant and dazzling, the 'Northern Dark Fire' was once again blocked by the edge of the sword, the blue flame was ferocious, full of anger, biting the sword edge tightly, gradually bending the sword body, which could break at any time.

Ping Qingjue's long hair fluttered in the wind, and his clothes rippled as he shouted, "Be careful!" He shook his wrist, and the sword that was about to break suddenly straightened with a humming sound. A stream of sword energy followed the blade of the 'Northern Dark Fire', drew a flash of fire, and shot towards Jiang Yuan. In a flash, Jiang Yuan hurriedly turned his true energy and condensed it into a ten-foot-thick solid ice to block in front of him. With a 'puff' sound, the sword energy broke a bowl-sized hole in the ice, and the remaining force continued to shoot towards his face. Jiang Yuan saw that it was not good, so he turned his head back to avoid the sword energy, but his silver beard was cut off by the sharp sword wind, and Jiang Yuan broke out in a cold sweat.

At the same time, the sword light of the "Northern Dark Fire" shot out, and Ping Qingjue's body quickly flew away to avoid the flames. With a "whoosh", the sword light spewed out a blue flame of more than ten feet. The surrounding air suddenly froze, and with a "crack", it shattered, and ice cubes fell to the ground, which was extremely cold.

At this time, Qingyang and others who were chasing Xiao Yuzhen had disappeared into the distant mountains and forests. Some people also wanted to chase after them, but they were afraid of Ping Qingjue's sword energy and did not dare to leave.

Ping Qingjue stood with a sword in hand, looking at the forest where Xiao Yuzhen disappeared, and then said to Jiang Yuan, who was full of anger: "I have already let you win three moves. Your magic weapon cannot defeat me. I don't want to kill you. Take your people away quickly!"

If Jiang Yuan fails to find the five-colored stone, he will not be able to explain to Mayor Xu. Now, as long as Ping Qingjue is delayed, Qingyang and others will snatch Wuzhe from Xiao Yuzhen. Besides, it's only been three moves and he hasn't used his full strength. The outcome is still undecided, so how can he give up? He laughed grimly and said, "What you said is really ugly. No wonder Leng Muxue would rather choose to jump off the cliff of love and commit suicide than forgive you!" In his other hand, a blue sword appeared, and two three-meter-long flames intertwined in front of him, as if he had caught two dragon tails that were trying to break free with his hands.

This is Ping Qingjue's eternal pain. The reason why he has been living a life of drunkenness and despair for so many years is because his heart fell off the cliff along with that clear shadow. He is here today only because eighteen years have passed since that day.

Ping Qingjue's brows were sharp, his eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly: "It seems that you want to die!" He kicked his foot, and the flying sand rose up angrily. The green shadow crossed the sky, and the white light pierced the blue shadow.

Jiang Yuan roared angrily, stirring up a cold current. His two swords danced like dragons, and they met the thin white light. "Clang!" "Clang!" Two earth-shattering collisions followed, and flames shot up into the sky. Afterwards, sword energy and cold air poured out, covering one layer after another. The onlookers could no longer see the figures of the two. The rumbling sound was endless. The sword energy shot out from time to time, splitting the ground into a crack hundreds of feet long. The gushing blue flames turned the ground into a cold ice surface.

No one could tell how many times they had fought. In just a moment, Jiang Yuan's body flew out like an arrow. Blue flames streaked across the sky and gradually disappeared. After landing, he pushed the ground hard with his feet, raising dust that flew to both sides. He slid hundreds of feet away before he stabilized his body. His body trembled and he spit out blood.

Blocking the cold air, Ping Qingjue still maintained the posture of knocking Jiang Yuan away with a sword, pointing the sword at Jiang Yuan in the distance, with a cold gaze, flying hair, and an indescribable loneliness and desolation.

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Xiao Yuzhen had already entered the forest. Seeing Qingyang and others chasing after him, he ordered his disciples, "Stop them!" He grabbed Wuzhan with one hand and Qin Moyao with the other and ran away.

The disciples of Cangshan were no match for Qingyang and his men. After a few moves, more than half of them were killed or injured, and they could not stop them for a moment. They saw Qingyang and his men chasing Xiao Yuzhen. The trees were lush, birds were startled and flew away, thorns were thick, and poisonous insects were hiding. Xiao Yuzhen climbed over the mountains and forests, stepped over the wide river, and looked back. He saw Qingyang and his men had chased after him. He knew that he could not outrun them with the two of them. Only by getting rid of them could he take the two of them to wait for Ping Qingjue. Thinking of this, he threw Wuzhan and Qin Moyao into the grass by the river, turned around, stood still, and held the dark short sword in his hand.

Qingyang saw Xiao Yuzhen turned around and prepared to fight with them. He stopped at the riverside and said loudly: "You are seriously injured and you can't beat us. I advise you to hand over Wuzhan. We will let bygones be bygones. You can return to Cangshan and still be your saint!"

Princess Xiao Yuzhen sneered, "How dare you threaten me? If you say this to me, I will never let you stay today!" Her body flew over the river like a swallow, rushing towards the three people.

Qingyang gave a look, and He Biliu dispersed from the left, Qianshan Laotuo dispersed from the right, and the three of them flew on the water, stirring up three silver snakes, which surrounded Xiao Yuzhen.

As Xiao Yuzhen ran, her black sleeves fluttered like a fluttering black butterfly. Three darts flew out in different directions, shooting at the three people.

The three men were well prepared. Qianshan Laotuo rotated the chain to knock away the dart flying towards him. He shrank his head like a turtle rolling on the water. With a "whoosh", the chain stuck to the water surface and rushed towards Xiao Yuzhen like a water snake.

Qingyang's sword was already in his hand. With a flash of sword light and a buzzing sound of "clang", the dart was deflected. With a tap of one foot, the sword suddenly jumped up and stabbed Xiao Yuzhen from the sky.

When He Biliu saw the dart coming, he jumped into the water and disappeared.

Xiao Yuzhen glanced around and flew up lightly like Chang'e flying to the moon, dodging the water snake. The short sword shone brightly and flew towards Qingyang. With a "clang", the two swords collided, sparks flew, and the black true energy rushed towards Qingyang. Qingyang did not dare to delay and took advantage of the situation to dodge. At this time, the chain changed direction, jumped out of the water, and went behind Xiao Yuzhen. Xiao Yuzhen turned over and dodged the chain. She kicked the chain cone lightly with her foot. With a "thump", the chain shot towards Qianshan Old Camel. After Xiao Yuzhen's kick, the chain lost control. The old camel hurriedly flew out another chain to block it. With a "clang", the two chains collided and were blown away by a strong wind.

Just as Xiao Yuzhen's body was about to fall toward the water, a black shadow flashed under the water. With a "swish" sound, a sharp hook broke through the water, like a dragon emerging from the sea, and with a strange laugh, it stabbed towards the falling Xiao Yuzhen.

Xiao Yuzhen snorted coldly, turned her body upside down, dived down, and with a "clang" sound, the short sword hit the iron hook, sparks flew, and He Biliu was actually knocked down. Xiao Yuzhen took advantage of the momentum to jump high, but her whole body was also shaken, and many of her meridians were broken. She gritted her teeth, swung her hand back, and a dart flew out, shooting at He Biliu under her feet.

He Biliu's whole body felt as if it was falling apart. Before he could regain consciousness, a dart flew towards him again. He hurriedly swung the iron hook to intercept the dart. With a "clang" sound, his arm went numb and the iron hook slipped out of his hand. He realized that the difference in strength was too great. Even though Xiao Yuzhen was seriously injured, he still could not defeat her.

Xiao Yuzhen stepped lightly on the water, her feet not touching the water, her reflection still standing tall. She looked coldly at the three people who were hesitating on the water, and sneered, "If you take one more step, I will make you become floating corpses on the water!"

Qingyang's thoughts were racing. The three of them had just joined forces to attack, but were easily resolved by Xiao Yuzhen. Only Jiang Yuan could defeat such a person with such strength. If they were careless, they might die. Now although Xiao Yuzhen was injured, he still had strength to spare. Only by avoiding his aggressiveness and besieging him to consume his energy would they have a chance of winning. The plan was decided. He made a gesture to He Biliu and Qianshan Laotuo. The two of them understood, and the three of them rushed towards Xiao Yuzhen at the same time.

Xiao Yuzhen had already guessed their thoughts. She paddled on the water with one foot, causing splashes of water several feet high that covered the three people. Her sleeves fluttered at the same time, and dozens of steel needles shot out. This "Flower Rain" was not as good as before. Her true energy was no longer sufficient, and the ability to display it was already at its limit.

The three people saw the splash of water coming towards them and didn't know what Xiao Yuzhen was going to do. By the time they reacted, it was too late. The purpose of the splash was to dazzle their eyes. The steel needle came later and was hidden in it, making it difficult for them to identify it.

The three men couldn't avoid the water splashing all over the sky, and hurriedly waved their weapons to resist, but there were too many water droplets and it was impossible to block them all. With a "puff", a steel-colored bullet pierced the old camel's left arm. Perhaps it was because his weapon was clumsy and it was somewhat difficult for him to resist the water splashes. The old camel screamed and covered his left arm.

Qingyang and He Biliu were relatively relaxed. Their weapons clinked and although water droplets hit their bodies, they were not hit by steel needles. After the water splashed, Qingyang saw that the old camel was hit by the needle and shouted hurriedly, "Take your hand away!" The old camel felt pain and didn't know why. He put down his hand covering the wound, only to see a flash of Qingyang's sword. He watched his arm fly into the sky and fall into the water again. Blood gushed out of the old camel's left shoulder and he screamed towards the sky.

"Princess! There is no poison on my steel needle!" Xiao Yuzhen flew out of the water, leaving behind a word.

The old camel screamed in anger: "Qingyang, I will dig out your heart!" Without stopping the bleeding, he swung the chain and smashed it at Qingyang.

(End of this chapter)