The Emperor Reigns Them All Chapter 171 Like a Crescent Moon

There were 96 practitioners of Qi techniques in the Black Office and many cultivators were in the Mortal Realm. This time, while they subdued Jianghu forces in Qi Prefecture, they also raised troops and recruited followers. The people who were selected this time should not have been put in use so early, but Lai Prefecture was a special case, so they had to sustain war by means of war.

From Qi Prefecture to Lai Prefecture, Song Jiao brought the last batch of elites of the Black Office. The Qingshui Villa had the Wang family and was also the Jianghu stronghold of the Pinglu Army, so it held an important position. When Song Jiao entered the territory of Lai Prefecture, she came here first. That was what had happened.

However, not only the men of the Black Office came to the Qingshui Villa.

"I don't believe what you have said."

Not long after Song Jiao finished her words, a cyan-robed Taoist came over here in the dark night.

The cyan-robed Taoist walked slowly wearing a gentle smile all the time. Each of his steps was as calm as if he wandered in the garden. There was dense white light around him, adding brilliance to the wilderness. He looked peaceful, which gave people a good impression and a feeling of kindness. He was like a spring breeze that no one would hate.

But his words were too arrogant.

But those words he said lightly was so convincing that no one would doubt it.

He walked past the ice sculptures in gray one by one and walked slowly to the swordsmen in cyan. His speed was not fast. It didn't seem slow, but it was really slow.

But his footsteps were heavy, and he went straight towards the swordsmen in cyan with no intention of avoiding them.

The two swordsmen in cyan glanced at each other and both saw the fear in each other's eyes. They chose to get out of the way in the face of the cyan-robed Taoist who came straight. Their movement was so sudden but so reasonable because they thought that the two sides were not at the same level and that there was no need to fight.

Song Jiao was still standing on the treetop.

Standing high was not for pretending, but the highest place was the best place for her to launch her cultivation methods, just like the Junior Priestess. She had been looking at the cyan-robed Taoist without saying anything since he appeared. Not until he approached her, she spoke slowly, "You don't believe my words?"

The cyan-robed Taoist smiled gently. "I don't believe what you have said."

He repeated his words.

He was very arrogant, very rude, very crazy, and very confident.

"Okay."

This time, Song Jiao only said one word.

As soon as she finished her word, she disappeared from the treetop. In an instant, she went to the cyan-robed Taoist and slapped him.

With a calm look and a smile on his face, the cyan-robed Taoist stretched out a palm as if it was a very easy task to catch her palm.

His confidence showed that he could not only catch her palm easily but also injure her badly.

The two swordsmen in cyan watched them far away and couldn't help but hold their breath.

They knew clearly about Song Jiao's strength. She was one of the four great masters of the Black Office and had the highest strength. But they didn't know how high her strength was because they had never seen Song Jiao fight.

But the cyan-robed Taoist in front gave people a feeling of not taking the immortals and demons seriously.

His bearing was not arrogant but beyond arrogant.

However, the following scene made the two swordsmen in cyan dumbfounded.

The two palms hit each other, but the expected stalemate didn't appear and the result was obvious.

Song Jiao's palm directly pushed the cyan-robed Taoist's palm back and hit on his chest fiercely!

With a dull thud, a circle of extreme white light spread out in the rain.

The cyan-robed Taoist vomited blood and flew backward like a kite with a broken string. He knocked down countless ice sculptures in gray, and after landing, he also slipped out a few meters away!

The two swordsmen in cyan looked at each other blankly.

"Is it over?"

The cyan-robed Taoist struggled to get up. With his eyes bulging, he covered his chest and said difficultly, "You... Level 9?!"

He collapsed without finishing his words.

He originally thought that the Coldness of Yi River was only a group-attack technique, so Song Jiao should not be good at fighting alone. Although her cultivation was in Level 8 of Qi-refining while his was in Level 7 of Qi-refining, it was possible for him to win. Even if he had no chance to win, it didn't mean that he would be defeated.

No one would know when Song Jiao, who had disappeared in Jianghu for several years, reappeared in Jianghu, her cultivation had already achieved Level 9 of Qi-refining.

Song Jiao sneered. "Just in Level 7 of Qi-refining. You made yourself look like an immortal. Who are you scaring?"

The two swordsmen in cyan were completely speechless.

Until now, the cultivators of the Black Office, who came here with Song Jiao, came over from the official road.

Song Jiao held out her hand and pointed at the direction of the Qingshui Villa. "Kill them all!"

Dozens of swordsmen in cyan rushed out from her side.

In the Qingshui Villa, Mu Qingliu was sitting with Wang Hanshan and Chen Beiwang. They were drinking tea.

They knew the cultivators of the Black Office were monitoring the villa; they also knew the gray-robed cultivators were chasing after the other side; they also heard the sound of the Xiao of the Coldness of Yi River.

But they didn't care.

Because someone had already started to fight.

Wang Hanshan hesitated for a moment. "Song Jiao's Coldness of Yi River has long been famous. Is Taoist Zhou really sure to win?"

Mu Qingliu waved his horsetail whisk to the other side and said calmly, "Although Senior Brother Zhou is only in Level 7 of Qi-refining, he has a good bearing and makes people fear. His secret cultivation method can demoralize people, plusing his outstanding fighting ability, so it shouldn't be a problem."

No sooner had he uttered these words than someone hurried to the door and reported urgently, "Taoist Zhou was killed!"

Mu Qingliu looked stiff. "This..."

Wang Hanshan and Chen Beiwang looked at each other speechless. Chen Beiwang bowed and said, "Taoist Zhou was in Level 7 of Qi-refining, but he couldn't defeat the other side. Wouldn't that..."

He meant to say a "wouldn't that be bad".

Unexpectedly, Mu Qingliu waved his horsetail whisk to the other side again and said with a calm look, "You are right. We also have Senior Brother Yu."

Wang Hanshan and Chen Beiwang were both delighted. "Taoist Yu?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Yu is unsociable and he doesn't like to talk with others, so you don't see him, but he is outside the villa. To tell you the truth, Senior Brother Yu's cultivation has achieved Level 8 of Qi-refining. What's more, he specializes in sword and he is best at fighting alone. In Penglai Immortal sect, his swordsmanship is matchless," Mu Qingliu said confidently.

Wang Hanshan and Chen Beiwang nodded with relief. "Penglai is worthy of the Immortal sect and has a profound foundation. We've had an eye-opening day."

Mu Qingliu said, "You flatter me."

When finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and rested. He looked relaxed and confident.

After a short time, someone rushed to the door to report, "Taoist Yu was also defeated!"

Mu Qingliu was picking up the teacup. His hand paused in the air and then he put down the teacup quietly.

Wang Hanshan and Chen Beiwang glanced at each other and then they looked at Mu Qingliu with expectation together. "We didn't expect that Taoist Yu was also defeated... First Level 7 of Qi-refining, then Level 8 of Qi-refining, and the following should be..."

The two of them wanted to say a "the following should be Level 9 of Qi-refining".

Mu Qingliu waved his horsetail whisk to the other side once again and said solemnly, "Right, you two should depend on your own next."

Wang Hanshan and Chen Beiwang, "..."

They just finished to say that the Penglai Taoist sect had a profound foundation and thought they had dispatched someone in Level 9 of Qi-refining, but they were told to rely on their own. Wang Hanshan and Chen Beiwang became unpleasant immediately.

Chen Beiwang patted on the table and stood up.

Since he dared to come to the Qingshui Villa, he would certainly be well prepared.

The Chen family didn't have cultivators in high-level Qi-refining, but Chen Beiwang was the commander of the cavalry of the Pinglu Army!

"Here's an order. Dispatch the cavalry to guard the villa!"

He had brought two troops of his best cavalries!

All directions were cut off by the patterns of Yin and Yang and there were chains of leaves in all directions, so Li Ye would be attacked no matter how much he dodged. Moreover, as long as he paused slightly, he would be killed by the countless chains of leaves!

Chains of Flying Leaves Formation!

Li Ye launched the Cloud-walking Boots to dodge to a relatively safe place. He put his Luke Sword vertically in front of his eyebrows, his gaze as sharp as lightning, and shouted in a low voice, "Mountain of Green Lotus!"

Purple clouds rose in midair. In an instant, they were thick enough to cover the sky and the sun, and rain didn't fall either.

The purple clouds were billowing and rolling.

No one could tell that the lightning and thunder was the anomaly of the Spiritual Qi or the normal phenomenon of a thunderstorm night.

After the appearance of a purple cloud mountain planted with green lotuses, it slammed into the wilderness, falling into the Chains of Flying Leaves Formation!

The patterns of Yin and Yang at four sides were quivering and shaking violently. Instantly, it collapsed and dissipated like smoke.

Countless flying chains of leaves turned into pieces under the Green Lotus Mountain. When the entire Green Lotus Mountain burst, the flying leaves were dancing wildly, even denser than rain.

Li Ye flew backward and vomited blood three times in the air.

There was a great disparity in the gap of two realms and the Chains of Flying Leaves Formation was extraordinary. However, the most difficult thing for Li Ye was that the Junior Priestess' strength was more powerful than the cultivators at the same realm.

Although the Green Lotus Mountain destroyed the Chains of Flying Leaves Formation, the waves of Spiritual Qi, which shot backward, made Li Ye's Ocean of Qi tumble. His Spiritual Qi hit everywhere and seemed to break through the meridians to go out of his body. At the critical moment, the Dragon Qi in his body suddenly swam and roared. Wisps of golden Qi spread around the eight extraordinary meridians to strengthen and press down the Spiritual Qi which was running everywhere so that Li Ye's meridians weren't broken and he wasn't bleeding to death.

After landing on the ground, Li Ye sank his waist and made a horse stance immediately, mud splashing around his feet. The mud around his feet sank, and his body below his knees was down to the ground level. Dragon Qi emitted waves of golden Qi as if it had an irresistible majesty and had controlled the Spiritual Qi which was running everywhere, which allowed Li Ye to stabilize his body.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and bent down to look at the Junior Priestess.

Her veil was wet because it was stained with blood. Obviously, the Junior Priestess was also injured as the Chains of Flying Leaves Formation was destroyed. But she was much better than Li Ye who had vomited blood three times, which could be told from her still standing firmly on the leaves.

The night wind was blowing, and her veil was fluttering gently. At this moment, the Junior Priestess still looked calm.

Or maybe she didn't. The veil covered her face and most of her expressions, but her clear eyes were no longer calm. Her gaze became sharp, showing that her fighting spirit was boiling.

Li Ye didn't stay at the same place. After landing, he jumped out and ran forward quickly on the wilderness. His speed was extremely fast with his body like a gust of wind. Behind him, the grass tilted on both sides, revealing a straight passage, while the grass that had stood in front of his feet were all shattered.

The Junior Priestess kept her hands steady, and her ten slender fingers were making a seal before her chest quickly. Chains of leaves rose from the ground and shot towards Li Ye at high speed.

Although Li Ye was injured, his momentum was rising instead of falling and became scarier and scarier. He was furious like a tiger that was touched its tail. Facing the approaching chains of leaves, he didn't dodge but kept running forward. The cyan light of the Luke Sword cut the chains of leaves into pieces.

The sword shadows cut through the night and disappeared in all directions.

The scattered green leaves flitted over Li Ye's clothes and left traces of blood on his body, but he didn't care and his gaze was as firm as iron. Instantly, he rushed into the forest and jumped up at an angle of sixty degrees with the ground. The light of his Luke Sword left a straight line in the night sky and came to the Junior Priestess instantly!

The Junior Priestess looked surprised, but her surprise was soon replaced by solemnity. Two flying rings of leaves soon appeared around her hands. She did a backward somersault from the leaves and jumped up high as the Luke Sword was approaching.

Two chains of leaves flew out through the rings of leaves around her hands and entangled themselves with the Luke Sword.

At that moment, the Junior Priestess' long hair fell straight down, her body was like a crescent moon, and her deportment was beautiful beyond words.

Li Ye seemed to become a person who chased the moon.

The Luke Sword which was entangled by the chains of leaves became the fulcrum of the Junior Priestess and Li Ye's fight. It stopped for a second. After a backward somersault, the Junior Priestess stepped on the Luke Sword with her tiptoes. Her petite body jumped out and turned around in the air. She made a seal in front of Li Ye. Her eyes were still clear and calm, while the leaves which were entangling with the Luke Sword exploded like needles.

Li Ye had prepared well. He retrieved his sword and retreated. He waved his left palm to shatter all the leaves in front of him.

When all the leaves were fallen, the Junior Priestess had already been 100 steps away. She stood on the leaves again and stared at Li Ye through the air. Her chest heaved slightly. Apparently, the fierce fight consumed a lot of her Spiritual Qi.

It wasn't easy to get close to her, but the attack couldn't kill her and let her escape, so Li Ye was unhappy. The Junior Priestess' technique was unpredictable and the flying leaves were everywhere, which caused Li Ye a lot of trouble. Besides, he didn't expect that the delicate Junior Priestess was so bold and careful in the close combat and dared to solve his sword skill in this way.

The Junior Priestess' response at that moment could not be described as a combat skill. Her seemingly weak young girl's body had such high power.

The Junior Priestess fixed her eyes on Li Ye seriously as if she had met him for the first time. She didn't expect that Li Ye, whose cultivation was two realms lower than hers, could fight her neck and neck. Moreover, he even put her in danger just now. If she hadn't been calm and composed, Li Ye would have injured her.

"What kind of a man is this guy out from nowhere? What makes him so powerful?"

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