Chapter 165 Half a Sword Immortal
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Tang Lian was riding his horse as he watched the sword fly westwards and murmured, "Are we really too late?"
Xiao Se said, "Since Lei Hong has borrowed the sword to fight, that means Lei Clan Fort had already taken precautions. Whether or not we’re too late, it doesn’t matter. We’ll do what we can, and the rest is up to fate."
"That’s right, da-shixiong, don’t look so demoralised," Sikong Qianluo also comforted him. "Since we’re almost there, then whatever happens next will be up to us!"
"With the abilities of just the few of us, can we really stop the Tang Clan and reverse this assassination and ambush against Lei Clan Fort?" Ye Ruoyi muttered to herself with a frown.
Everyone was feeling tense. If the ambush had not happened yet, they may have been able to warn Lei Qianhu in advance, but now the fight had begun. With the abilities of a few youths, would they be able to turn the current situation around?
"Whether we can or not, we have to try to know, right?" Lei Wujie smiled, his red clothes fluttering on the horse. In a few moments, the group of them arrived at the gateway into Lei Clan Fort. He turned his head and looked at Xiao Se. "Xiao-laoban, do you agree?"
"Xiao-laoban?" Xiao Se laughed out loud for the first time. "I like this name!"
"Damn it. It’s those two again." Sikong Qianluo yanked the reins of her horse and tightened her grip on her spear.
They saw Su Muyu, who was dressed in black with a thin sword in his hand, and Xie Qidao, who was shirtless and armed with a long sabre. They stood right in front of the Lei Clan Fort gate, watching them.
"It looks like the Lei Clan Eight Horsemen couldn’t stop them," Ye Ruoyi spoke softly.
"The Hidden River Heads of Houses; their martial arts are no less powerful than the heads of the top ranked families in the martial world." Xiao Se looked at the two and said, "But the Thunder Shield Formation of the Lei Clan Eight Horsemen are not weak either. They’ve been injured. Although that’s not necessarily a good thing."
"Why is it not a good thing if they’re injured?" Sikong Qianluo asked.
"It's like when a wild beast is injured, their killing instincts will be aroused. And the Hidden River are such beasts," Ye Ruoyi answered her.
Sikong Qianluo was slightly jealous. She couldn’t always understand the meaning of Xiao Se's words, but Ye Ruoyi seemed to understand every word Xiao Se said.
Lei Wujie rode his horse forward and said in a deep voice, "Get out of the way!"
"Boy, you are young, but your tone is not." Xie Qidao raised his long sabre.
"Get out of the way!" Lei Wujie shouted angrily. The Heart sword unsheathed instantly, and flew straight at Xie Qidao.
"Sword Heart Formula? Most welcomed!" Xie Qidao swung his sabre and deflected the Heart sword back.
"Lei Wujie is no match for the two of them. Go and help him!" Xiao Se shouted.
Sikong Qianluo and Tang Lian immediately jumped and attacked the two opponents.
"Muyu, this kid uses a sword. I'll leave him to you. I’ll deal with the other two." Xie Qidao turned sideways and blocked right in front of Sikong Qianluo and Tang Lian. He swung his sabre hard and Sikong Qianluo blocked it with her spear hurriedly. The blades collided, Xie Qidao stood his ground, but Sikong Qianluo stumbled and retreated more than ten paces. She was almost knocked off her feet.
"Silver Moon Spear, Break Your Soul. I heard Sikong Changfeng has a daughter who inherited his skills. That must be you." Xie Qidao looked at Sikong Qianluo.
"Are you fit to speak my dad's name?" Sikong Qianluo glared at him, steadied herself, and rushed forward again with her spear.
On the roof of the Lei Clan, Lei Qianhu had already exchanged dozens of moves with Mu Yumo. He heard a sound, turned his head to look and spoke with joy, "Sure enough, they’ve made it back in time?"
"So you have a few more barely weaned kids. We have two of our Heads of Houses. What’s there to be happy about?" Mu Yumo sneered.
"Back then, Baili Dongjun, Li Hanyi, and Sikong Changfeng of Snow Moon City, Lei Yunhe and Lei Hong of Lei Clan, and Tang Lianyue of Tang Clan, became legends of the martial world. Weren’t they also such youths at the time?" Lei Qianhu said solemnly.
"Can they compare with Baili Dongjun when he was their age?" Mu Yumo said with disdain.
"Before Baili Dongjun defeated Ye Dingzhi, no one believed he could do it." Lei Qianhu struck his palm out.
Within the hall, the ten pieces of Yama’s Invitations had been beaten back by Lei Hong’s sword move. Tang Huang and Tang Qisha stretched out their sleeves and took back the ten Yama’s Invitations. Their faces were pale, and they withdrew to Grandmaster Tang's side.
Grandmaster Tang smiled and said, "Finally, I have the honour of seeing the legendary Murderous Dread sword. Back then, you carried this sword and made a name for yourself in the martial world. Ji Ruofeng once regarded you as half a sword immortal. He said that your swordsmanship was already at the level of a sword immortal, but the Murderous Dread sword was too ordinary. You fused gunpowder into steel to forge a sword, which could be considered opening up an unusual road. In my opinion, Ji Ruofeng was not right this time."
"Grandmaster Tang’s praise is undeserved. What Ji Ruofeng said was not wrong. In terms of swords, I can't compare to any of the sword immortals." Lei Hong raised his head fiercely, and glared at Grandmaster Tang. "But when it comes to killing, not even Yan Zhantian is a match for me!" He swung his sword fiercely, and his sword aura went straight for Grandmaster Tang, a thunderous rumble in its wake!
This was the true "Sudden Thunderclap"!
Even if the Snow Moon Sword Immortal Li Hanyi used this move, she wouldn’t be able to produce this much power!
Because only with the Murderous Dread sword, and only when Lei Hong used this move personally, that’s the true "Sudden Thunderclap"!
This was Lei Hong. Although nowadays, he looked so dejected as if he was a scholarly teacher, back when he roamed the martial world, his temper was as fiery as Lei Clan Fort’s explosives. Back then, the four heroes of Lei Clan had very different personalities. Lei Mengsha was concerned with worldly matters and wanted to be a hero for the country and the people. Lei Yunhe was wild and unrestrained, thinking about wandering the martial world and never settling down. Lei Qianhu was reticent and quiet. Although his talents were mediocre, he was ten thousand times more hardworking than ordinary people. As for Lei Hong, he had the four traits of walking the martial world - rage, relentless, uncompromising, and resolute. He’d been living in seclusion all these years, and he even looked a little lazy and forgetful. After he was defeated by Li Hanyi, his personality became calmer. But when he picked up the Murderous Dread sword, he returned to the person he was at that time.
Stand in my way and you die!
Offend my Lei Clan and you die!
Grandmaster Tang suddenly put down his smoking pipe, stepped forward, and waved his palm.
Very few people have seen Grandmaster Tang make a move, because when it came to a person of such high status, he rarely needed to do the work himself. So his strength had been a mystery for a long time. Was he truly a hidden martial arts master who never revealed himself? Or had his body weakened with age and could no longer compare to a young man like Tang Lianyue?
But he broke through Lei Hong’s sword aura with one palm. The Tang Clan were not proficient at palm techniques, nor were they proficient with their internal energy. But, Grandmaster Tang faced that relentless and raging sword move directly!
"Yama’s Invitation," Grandmaster Tang called out lazily. Five pieces of Yama’s Invitations flew out of Tang Huang's sleeve, and five pieces of Yama’s Invitations flew out of Tang Qisha's sleeve, and all ten fell by his side.
"We invite you to walk through the ten halls, do you think you can leave your soul in the human world?" Grandmaster Tang picked up his smoking pipe, and slowly inhaled another breath. "All of you young people, take a good look!"
Ten Yama’s Invitations flew out once again!
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