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Chapter 437

Chapter 437: The Pride of the Old Age Pavilion

Leng Luo’s appearance stopped the Yun Sect’s ten elders in their tracks .

Back at the Luo Sect’s holy land, they had witnessed firsthand Leng Luo’s methods . This was the man whose name once shocked the heavens . Not only was his name on the top of the blacklist 300 years ago, but he was also a rare Eight-leaf elite .

Fang Wenxian cupped his fists and said, “This is a matter of the Yun Sect . I humbly ask that you stay out of this, senior . ”

“Nonsense!” Leng Luo said harshly, “Hua Wudao is an elder of the Evil Sky Pavilion, what does he have to do with the Yun Sect? I do not like to waste my breath . You’re to get out of my sight in ten breaths . ” After he said this, he moved rapidly to the front of Hua Wudao .

With the display of this Dao Invisibility technique, the ten elders did not dare to take Leng Luo lightly . They exchanged a look among themselves .

Fang Wenxian said lightly, “I heard that you detonated your sea of Qi when you fought the grand shaman, Mo Li, and your cultivation base isn’t restored yet . Once the head of the Black Knights, Fan Xiuwen, look at you know, nothing but a lackey of the Evil Sky Pavilion . The irony . ”

‘Hm?’ Not many knew about these things . How did Fang Wenxian find out about this?

“Die!” Leng Luo would not let anyone slight him .

With lightning speed, he was upon the ten elders . He did not waste time and summoned his Eight-leaf avatar!

Boom!

It shrunk before it expanded .

The ten elders were sent flying in the air . Their blood essences surged .

Leng Luo hovered in the air with his hands on his back . He swept his cold gaze across the ten elders .

Fang Wenxian and Zhang Feifan were standing nearby . They were watching this scene with shocked expressions on their faces .

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Meanwhile, among the charred forest in the distance, something rustled in the ashes .

There were many cultivators lying in wait among the trees . When they saw this, they were shocked as well .

“We’ve underestimated the Evil Sky Pavilion . That’s an Eight-leaf avatar . With Pan Litian out, that person must be Leng Luo . ” They were some ways away and could not get a clear look .

“Let’s continue watching . ”

Rustle!

The crowd remained hidden in the dark forest as they watched the battle at the foot of Golden Court Mountain from a distance .

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Leng Luo’s attack connected with his targets . He stood with his hands on his back and said, “Wine sacks and food bags . ”

The ten elders stabilized themselves and regarded Leng Luo in fear .

Fang Wenxian said after he clicked his tongue, “Leng Luo… Are you the only one keeping the Evil Sky Pavilion afloat? 300 years ago, you’ve committed every atrocity imaginable . Why are you trying to be a guardian deity all of a sudden? Why don’t you defect? When the Evil Sky Pavilion is destroyed, you’ll be hailed as one of the greatest contributors . How about that?”

This time, Leng Luo did not reply . He vanished from where he stood .

Fang Wenxian felt his heart sink .

The ten elders were caught off guard as well .

Was Leng Luo not hurt?

Boom!

Leng Luo’s avatar appeared again . This time it appeared beside Fang Wenxian .

At the same time, Leng Luo struck with his palm .

Fang Wenxian frowned . He blocked with his arms .

Bam!

The others were sent flying again .

“Shadow Strata!” Leng Luo folded his palms and moved them back and forth . His Primal Qi surged as he once again vanished from sight .

In the next second, the skies were covered in dark shadows .

They charged toward the reeling Fang Wenxian .

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Densely packed hand seals shone with golden radiance . The butterflies flying in the air landed on Fang Wenxian’s body .

“Grand Elder!”

The others were frightened .

Leng Luo was too powerful! An eight-leaf elite was too terrifying .

Hua Wudao was overwhelmed with emotions when he saw this .

The Evil Sky pavilion disciples were excited as well .

Bam! Bam! Bam!

From the moment Fang Wenxian reeled back to the moment he fell, only a few breaths had passed .

They lost count of the number of hand seals Leng Luo launched in this short span of time .

Boom!

Fang Wenxian crashed onto the ground .

Leng Luo hovered in midair . He placed his hands on his back and looked down at them . “Is that all?”

The scene was as silent as a graveyard .

The ten elders did not expect Leng Luo to be this powerful .

Hua Wudao was also stunned by Leng Luo’s combat strength .

The Evil Sky Pavilion disciples thought Leng Luo was skilled in fleeing and that his combat strength was not as powerful as Pan Litian’s . They did not expect him to be this terrifying when he was in a frenzy .

Fang Wenxian launched into a coughing fit . He sat up with difficulty and spat out a mouthful of blood . He looked up at the skies and laughed before he said, “Well, there’s no doubt you’re injured . ” If Leng Luo was uninjured, he would have died with this strike .

“Grand Elder . ” The ten elders approached Fang Weixian and stood before him . Their eyes were firmly trained on Leng Luo in the air . They said in unison, “Combine strength!”

The ten of them arranged themselves in a triangular formation . The elder in front extended his hands while the others placed their hands on the back of the person before them . Their Primal Qi flowed along their arms and quickly entered the elder standing in the lead .

A huge hand seal sailed toward Leng Luo .

Leng Luo struck at the air and moved backward .

“Combine strength again!”

Another huge hand seal sailed toward Leng Luo . This time, its speed was clearly much faster .

Boom!

Suddenly, Hua Wudao’s Six Compatible Seal burst forth with a golden radiance and shrouded Leng Luo . The huge hand seal collided with the Six Compatible Seal . A huge radiant circle expanded as energy scattered into the surroundings .

“Master, listen to me . Leave the Evil Sky Pavilion at once,” Zhang Feifan called out from the back .

Hua Wudao would not have been irritated if this had been said by someone else . However, Zhang Feifan was once his disciple whom he had invested much of his time and energy in teaching . And yet, his disciple was here mocking him . How could he not feel angry? With the Eight Trigrams under his feet, he stepped forward . He pushed forward with his Six Compatible Seal!

The ten elders combined their strength and pushed forward as well .

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The huge hand seal pushed against the Six Compatible Seal, but it could not break it .

“Seven-leaf? You’re at the Seven-leaf stage now?” Fang Wenxian got up with difficulty . An incredulous expression could be seen on his face .

Hua Wudao’s trauma was common knowledge among the members of the Yun Sect . He did not show any signs of a breakthrough for 20 years . Fang Wenxian did not expect him to reach the Seven-leaf stage after joining the Evil Sky Pavilion .

A Seven-leaf cultivator and an injured Eight-leaf cultivator . The ten Elders had varying cultivation bases, but the greatest of them all was only at the Five-leaf stage . How were they supposed to fight these two?

“The formation!” Fang Wenxian ordered .

“Roger!” The ten elders stopped launching hand seals and adjusted their positions .

At this very moment, Leng Luo’s body vanished from sight again .

“Too late!”

Afterimages shot toward them .

Leng Luo appeared among them and unleashed his Eight-leaf avatar again!

When there was a difference in realms, the crushing force of an avatar was even more apparent . Before one’s opponent, one’s avatar’s height, toughness, width, and the force of expansion could crush a weaker avatar . There was no other way to deal with such an attack aside from dodging it .

However, Leng Luo was known for his speed . He would never give them the opportunity to evade him .

Boom!

They reeled back .

Hua Wudao stepped into the air at this moment . He struck with his palm .

Bam!

One of them reeled and collided with the inner wall of the Six Compatible Seal . He spat out a mouthful of blood .

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“Hua Wudao has learned how to attack?!” Duanmu Sheng dove with his Overlord Spear in hand .

When Zhu Honggong saw this, he laughed and said, “All hail the Evil Sky Pavilion! All hail the old ones!”

“…” Zhao Yue looked at Zhu Honggong in disgust .

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Meanwhile, Leng Luo erupted with his power again and lunged at Fang Wenxian .

Hua Wudao trapped the ten elders with his Six Compatible Seal . They had nowhere to run . Who said the Six Compatible Seal could only be used as a defensive move? This was an effective and wonderful mobile prison! It was like a giant net .

At this moment, they suddenly realized that the powerful one here was not Leng Luo but Hua Wudao .

Hua Wudao shrunk his Six Compatible Seal so the ten elders were drawn closer together .

“Avatars!” The ten elders shouted simultaneously!

Ten avatars pushed against each other in that cramped space . The golden radiances overlapped, and the avatars overlapped . The glare was almost blinding .

Boom!

“Die, Hua Wudao!” The ten elders came to a tacit agreement . They were well-versed in coordinated attacks . Was this explosion within the confines of the Six Compatible Seal not placing himself at the mouth of the tiger?

The tides of the battle were effervescent . Nobody could know who would emerge victorious until the very end .

The numerous cultivators in the forest who were watching the battle felt nervous .

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“This is bad! Elder Hua’s in trouble!”

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Energy arrows sailed from the Evil Sky Pavilion .

Hua Yuexing pulled on her bow with a furious expression . She applied all that she had learned . The pace at which she formed energy arrows was reaching the extremes as well .

…

Bam! Bam! Bam!

The energy arrows hit the nearest elder .

“Very good!” Hua Wudao retreated through the air . He retracted his Six Compatible Seal briefly before unleashing it again .

It was enough to hit one of them . The elders’ concerted efforts had been thrown off .

Boom!

The others were pushed away by Hua Wudao’s Six Compatible Seal .

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“Nice one!”

“You’re doing great, old man!”

This was the strength of the Old Age Pavilion!

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The ten elders fell to the ground .

Meanwhile, Leng Luo’s tidal wave of hand seals landed on Fang Wenxian .

Isolated and without help, Fang Wenxian took the brunt of the attacks . His face was bruised and swollen now .

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

Fang Wenxian was being hung up and beaten by Leng Luo .

Leng Luo’s body flitted about his target . Eventually, he hovered in midair and brought his foot down .

Although Fang Wenxian had activated his protective energy and was doing his best to desperately defend himself and resist Leng Luo’s advances, in front of a person with high agility, his defenses were full of holes that were completely exploited .

Boom!

Fang Wenxian crashed to the ground again .