Chapter 709: Chapter 169: People of the Heavenly Palace [Ten Thousand Words] (Part 3)

"Yemo! We have no intention of being your enemy, don’t push us too far!" The four of them were almost driven mad.

"Do you dare to be enemies with our Yixin Sect?" Yemo said disdainfully.

"What is your Yixin Sect? If it weren’t for the Wei Wo Zheng Sect..."

"You actually dare to ignore our Yixin Sect! No wonder you dare to make a move against me!"

Yemo let out a sinister laugh: "Let’s see what skills the Feizhu Family has!"

Suddenly, his body retreated with ghost-like swiftness, already three zhang away, and the tip of his sword began to tremble violently. Suddenly, evil qi soared to the sky, killing aura filled the air, and killing intent was overwhelming!

With a thunderous sound, it was as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting!

The four of them felt a chill all over their bodies.

Suddenly, it seemed as though everything in front of them no longer existed, even the vast sky and earth vanished!

In the boundless sky and earth, there was only one person left in front of them, Yemo!

Like a devil, he devoured the entire world, transforming it into his means of attack.

Evil qi covered the sky and earth, as if suddenly they were in the Nine Netherworld Hell, with billions of fierce ghosts appearing suddenly.

They completely didn’t expect that despite Yemo’s cultivation being clearly inferior to the four of them, he could use his momentum to directly push all four of them to the brink of death!

Strange red mist rose and evaporated from Yemo, enveloping the area.

It suddenly became even more sinister and terrifying.

What kind of martial arts is this?

It’s so strange!

Yemo’s Blood Spirit Seven Swords suddenly unfolded, with a swoosh, he charged forward.

At this moment, he seemed to be carrying mountains, earth, hell, and the entire starry galaxy as he attacked!

In front of them, amidst the flashing starlight, it suddenly appeared as if there were countless Yemos.

Each one was coming with a sword.

Clang clang clang...

In fear, the four frantically parried, but the opponent’s swordsmanship had reached the realm of divine transformation, having merged with his momentum, it was unstoppable.

Although the four knew the opponent’s momentum was only at the entry level, they...couldn’t resist it!

Thud thud...

Two people were struck in the throat, red dots appeared on their throats.

Life extinguished in an instant.

The other two desperately dodged, but their necks still bore deep blood marks; they fled the battle area like the wind, and looking back, they saw their companions’ bodies collapsing powerlessly to the ground.

Looking up, they saw Yemo still shrouded in boiling red mist, holding a long sword, coming with overwhelming evil qi.

Both felt a chill in their hearts.

This time, it seems like they’re doomed.

But just at that moment... Yemo suddenly stopped, focused his mind, turned his head, and coldly shouted: "Who? Who’s sneaking around over there?"

No reply came.

But the grass over there swayed slightly.

Yemo’s long sword flew like a meteor, thrusting in that direction.

But it struck nothing.

However, because of this change, the two finally escaped Yemo’s momentum, covered in cold sweat, they shouted: "Steward Fang, we cannot thank you enough... We’ve offended you today!"

With a swoosh, it seemed something was fleeing over there.

Yemo shouted sternly: "Fang Che, it was you!" 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Wielding his sword, he flew straight over to kill.

The momentum unfolded once more.

In an instant, he turned a corner, his speed reaching the extreme, only to hear a loud clang from over there, shaking the night sky with a tremble, and a muffled groan, it was Fang Che’s voice: "Yemo!"

Soon after, Yemo’s icy voice followed: "You’re injured and still meddling..."

The voice grew distant.

The two, drenched in cold sweat, quickly carried their companions’ bodies, flying towards the city.

All the way, gasping for breath.

It felt like their divine soul had left their bodies, still unsettled.

Just reaching the city gates, they finally breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt as if the sky behind them was collapsing. Turning back, they were scared out of their wits.

Under the moonlight, red mist was rising, sword light flashing, and Yemo was indeed pursuing them.

The two screamed, carrying the bodies desperately running into the city.

As they ran, they shouted: "Yemo is here... Yemo is coming... Yemo..."

Yemo, infuriated, relentlessly pursued.

But the two had already quickly entered the city, heading all the way towards the Zhu Family, sending out distress signals, and Baiyun State reacted due to their shouts.

Yemo reluctantly stopped, snorted, and turned away.

The murderous intent finally disappeared.

The two almost collapsed, sweat streaming down their bodies.

A shadow flickered.

Four or five people from the Zhu Family hurried over like the wind, seeing the two almost collapsing, and upon discovering that the other two were already dead, they were all shocked.

"What happened? That Fang... such a handful?"

"It wasn’t Fang Che... it was Yemo!"

The two, seeing their own people, finally felt safe.

Almost crying with joy: "We encountered Yemo, and only by selling out Fang Che did we..."

Before they could finish, Song Yidao, the Hall Master of the Guardian Hall, descended from the sky: "Selling out Fang Che? What happened?"

The two exchanged glances.

The other Zhu Family members also wore an awkward expression, not sure what to say.

Having met Hall Master Song Yidao countless times before, both were ordinary merchants with no martial skills, but now, they suddenly revealed cultivation not inferior to Song Yidao...

How to explain this?

Moreover, it involved Fang Che’s matter.

Song Yidao was obviously very anxious: "What is going on? Where is Fang Che?"

The Zhu Family members were embarrassed to the extreme, mumbling without a word.

Song Yidao was furious: "Someone, keep an eye on them!"

He thought of Fang Che’s recent return in triumph, not yet having had time to receive accolades, if something unforeseen happened here, he, as the Hall Master, wouldn’t even have time to apologize through suicide!