140: Chen Yuan, even the Daofusi can't protect you (ask for monthly tickets)

With the addition of this group, the once arrogant Li family's screams rose one after another, and the luxurious pavilions and towers, as the crowd scattered and fled, had their lights extinguished, and the flames gradually grew fierce.

Inside the Felling Mountain Array, the Li family patriarch saw this scene and was both shocked and enraged. Everything happened too quickly, making him furious with hate, and he let out a roar.

"Quickly go invite Pavilion Master Wan and Fat Monk!"

At this moment, he still didn't know that he didn't need to invite them; the remaining two teams of Ninth Mountain Army had already come knocking.

At the very edge of Tianxiong Pass's West City, a hundred li away from the Li family in East City, stood a majestic green mountain several hundred zhang tall, named Washing Sword Mountain. On its mountainside, a grand gate made of white marble stood.

The last ray of the setting sun was about to fall, and a faint reddish light shone on the plaque of the mountain gate, illuminating three large characters with vigorous strokes.

Washing Sword Pavilion!

It exuded a sharp Sword Qi!

The gaze extended up the mountain. Under the evening glow, pavilions were hidden among the majestic and rugged peaks. Amidst them, flying cranes cried out, giving it a somewhat transcendent feel.

But at this moment, shouts came from in front of Washing Sword Mountain's gate.

"Who dares trespass?"

Then, Sword Qi whistled, clanging sounds rang out, followed by several screams.

After that, only the area in front of the mountain gate could be seen.

Seven or eight Washing Sword Pavilion Disciples, dressed in moon-white robes with small sword symbols embroidered on their cuffs, held their swords forward, but their feet retreated repeatedly, their eyes staring fearfully ahead.

Ahead, a hundred or so Black Armored Soldiers, emanating a chilling Evil Qi, looked as if they had emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

At this moment, the leading Cavalry Commander pulled on his reins and stepped forward, his cold gaze falling on the leading Disciple among them. Then, he reached for his lower back.

A black bundle was thrown out.

"This is my Ninth Mountain Zhonglang General's invitation!"

"Deliver it to your Pavilion Master!"

The bundle flew directly into the arms of the Disciple guarding the mountain.

Ninth Mountain Zhonglang General?

The Disciple guarding the mountain's heart skipped a beat when he heard this title, but he still pretended to be calm as he caught it.

However, as soon as he held it with both hands, he felt a wet, sticky sensation. He looked down.

"Blood."

His hands were covered in crimson.

His face startled, the bundle naturally fell from his hands, then rolled away, and a bloody head rolled out.

Upon seeing this, the Disciples guarding the mountain were greatly shocked and cried out in alarm.

"Senior Brother!"

"Quickly go report to the Pavilion Master."

Then, several of them simultaneously retreated and turned, rushing up the mountain.

At this moment, in the forest behind this team of Ninth Mountain Army, two treetops suddenly bent, and then two figures of different colors appeared.

One wore bronze armor, with thick, slightly upturned eyebrows and bright, piercing eyes. He was precisely General Wu Sheng, the Lang Jiang of Jiange Pass.

The other wore heavy black armor, with fierce, drooping eyes and a thick, curly mustache. His physique was robust and quite imposing. He was Colonel Chang Shan, the Zhonglang General of the Fourth Mountain.

The two looked at the scene not far away, their eyes flickering with different expressions.

"It seems this Zhonglang Chen had plans long ago!"

"He's truly decisive, striking at three families simultaneously. He'll deal with the Li family first, then have us contain the Heavenly Gate experts of the other two families, giving these fellows no chance to react before dealing with them one by one!"

"Satisfying!" Colonel Chang Shan's eyes gleamed.

"Now, let's see if the fish will take the bait!"

A few minutes later, several Disciples guarding the mountain rushed up the mountain in a panic to report.

Not long after, by a heavenly pond at the summit of Washing Sword Mountain, where golden roofs were reflected by the evening glow, a surge of Sword Qi shot up into the sky from a pavilion with four-cornered eaves, black lacquer, and vermilion tiles, directly shattering the evening clouds in the sky. This was followed by an enraged voice.

"Too much bullying! Killing my Personal Disciple, this is such an insult to me, Wan Tianming!"

"Ninth Mountain Zhonglang General, good, good,"

"Quickly contact the other two families for me. Let's curb this person's arrogance!"

But just then, another person's voice sounded.

"Wait! Brother Tianming, don't be angry yet."

In a simply decorated main hall, a man in a purple robe with a hint of malevolence in his brows and eyes flashed out from a room in the pavilion.

He quickly stepped forward, blocking Wan Tianming of Washing Sword Pavilion, who had sword-like eyebrows and eyes that shimmered with countless cold lights.

"Mr. Wu, is this the person you just mentioned? This person is too much of a bully." The Washing Sword Pavilion Master's voice came out word by word through gritted teeth.

The purple-robed man was precisely the man surnamed Wu who had met Xiahou Yuan not long ago.

This man, with his malevolent brows and eyes, and his eyes flickering rapidly, said:

"Brother Tianming must not act rashly at this moment. The person I was acquainted with, who was with me under Northern Liang Prefecture, possessed a Divine Ability no weaker than mine. But even at a distance of dozens of li, this Ninth Mountain Zhonglang General was able to lock onto us. His Divine Ability is unfathomable. In just a few rounds, he killed the person I was acquainted with. Afterwards, this person was still looking for me. If I, Chen, hadn't left quickly, the consequences would have been hard to predict."

As he spoke, his face turned a few shades uglier, but he still said, "So, in my opinion, this person was sent by the Dao Fu Division with aggressive intentions, and he must have a plan. If Brother Tianming goes out now, I'm afraid he will fall right into his trap."

The Washing Sword Pavilion Master's chest rapidly heaved upon hearing this. He stared at the man and asked, "According to you, what should I do then?"

Mr. Wu's expression was pensive, "Activate the mountain protection array, remain still, and do not let these things shake your resolve."

Upon hearing this, Wan Tianming laughed in anger.

"You surnameWu, you're telling me this now? I, the Pavilion Master, partnered with you not to endure this kind of insult. Someone killed my Disciple and kicked down my mountain gate, yet you tell me to hide? How do you expect me, Wan Tianming, to face myself?"

"Besides, the backup you promised beforehand hasn't arrived yet?"

The other party's face stiffened, "I didn't expect the Sky Patrol Division to act so quickly. The troops are still on their way. Pavilion Master Wan should still wait—"

Before he could finish, Wan Tianming immediately raised his eyebrows and flicked his sleeve, pushing the man aside.

"If I, Wan Tianming, act like a coward, how will my Washing Sword Pavilion establish itself in Tianxiong Pass in the future?"

Having said that, the Washing Sword Pavilion Master directly soared into the air, flying out of the hall, and then let out a roar.

"Sword Pavilion Army Disciples, heed my command!"

"Follow this Pavilion Master down the mountain to kill the enemy."

Then, he transformed into a soaring sword light, shooting down the mountain.

Immediately following, from the pavilions and Immortal Caves around Washing Sword Pool, shouts rose everywhere. Streaks of sword light, like meteors chasing the moon, transformed into small yet long sword rains, piercing through the night sky and following in pursuit.

At the mountain gate of Washing Sword Pavilion on the mountainside, the leading Cavalry Commander looked up at the streaks of sword light descending from the gray-blue night sky, his eyes sparkling with brilliant light.

Then, his long saber was drawn with a "clank," and he slashed at the mountain gate in front of him.

The Saber Qi tore through the air, growing larger against the wind, and shot towards the three large characters with vigorous strokes.

"Boom!"

The mountain gate crumbled with a roar.

"Haha!"

The leading Cavalry Commander let out a wild laugh, "Let's go!"

Then he pulled on the reins, and his horse neighed, turned its head, and galloped down the mountain.

The other Black Armored Soldiers followed closely and sped away.

From afar, a furious roar filled with exasperation came.

"Ninth Mountain—"

"You truly deserve to die."

"Where are you going!"

Amidst the sky full of Sword Qi, like a meteor shower, the largest streak of sword light suddenly brightened, emitting a piercing sound as it broke free and pursued the team of Ninth Mountain Army galloping down the mountain.

Soon, one pursued and the other fled, leaving the area of Washing Sword Mountain's mountain protection array and arriving at the foot of Washing Sword Mountain. Just as he was about to catch up and deliver an enraged strike, two thunderous roars echoed through the vast sky.

Suddenly, a golden Vajra Gate umbrella, shining with brilliant yellow light, rose from the forest beneath him and enveloped him.

Then, a silver long saber ascended from the other side, growing to five or six zhang in size, and swept across the sky, slashing fiercely towards Wan Tianming.

The sword light Wan Tianming had transformed into suddenly paused, his face filled with shock and anger.

"Two Fourth Heavenly Gates!"

His thoughts raced. With one hand, he drew a circle in the Void Realm, and streaks of sword light, a zhang long, condensed before him. Then, the sword light whistled, and with a furious roar, he met the attacks from both sides.

At this moment, the team of Ninth Mountain Army that was originally fleeing down the mountain, seeing their plan succeed, quickly shouted and turned their horses around, rushing up the mountain.

The Fashan Flags behind them flew out with a whooshing sound. As the horses' hooves thundered, they intercepted the Sword Pavilion Army Disciples who were rushing down from above.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

The sound of sabers being drawn rang out.

Streaks of cold light blossomed in the mountain forest at night.

"Kill!"

At this time, above Washing Sword Pavilion, Mr. Wu, seeing this scene, his face twitched wildly, his brows and eyes distorted.

"Idiot! I told you it was the Ninth Mountain Zhonglang General's trap."

"Damn it, just a little longer and my plan would have been half complete."

He utterly hated the Pavilion Master of Washing Sword Pavilion at this moment. He had cultivated swordsmanship until his brain was addled. He couldn't see such an obvious provocation. He had even explained the dangers to him, but he wouldn't listen. If he had relied on Washing Sword Pavilion's foundation and defended with the mountain protection array, even if a large army pressed on, it would be impossible to break through in a short time.

Mr. Wu's face was gloomy and uncertain. His eyes were fixed on Wan Tianming, who was entangled with the two Zhonglang Generals and roaring in shock and anger. He hesitated whether to go up.

But the Ninth Mountain Zhonglang General had not appeared for a long time!

At this moment, the image of Xiahou Yuan being violently killed by Chen Yuan lingered in his mind, refusing to dissipate.

"Wan Tianming, since you're being foolish, then don't blame me!"

...

Night fell, outside the Inner City.

Normally, every night, the lights would be bright, and guests would come and go in the pleasure quarters, restaurants, and red-light districts here.

At this moment, "Clap, clap, clap," a series of closing doors sounded.

Pairs of eyes watched the wide-open city gate of the Inner City. Streaks of chilling armored soldiers galloped and roared, rushing along the streets and quickly disappearing into the distance.

In the night, figures also flew up and down along the streets, scouting in all directions.

"Report, the Sky Patrol Division in the Inner City has opened its East, West, and North city gates wide. The troops inside have all poured out and are marching rapidly in three directions!"

"Investigate further!"

"It seems something big is happening tonight!"

"This matter should be related to that Ninth Mountain Zhonglang General. Have you found out his background?"

"Not yet."

"Go investigate, what exactly happened?"

"...."

For a time, the situation was in turmoil.

The entire Tianxiong Pass was like a deep pool, a mix of Dragons and fishes. Those who showed themselves on the surface were far less complex than those hidden in the depths.

In the darkness, pairs of hidden eyes watched as streaks of chilling armored soldiers disappeared down the street not far away.

"Hup!"

"Hup!"

"Hup!"

A group of soldiers pulled on their reins and galloped under the night sky. Not far away, a vast mansion was ablaze, with sounds of fighting everywhere, and cries of people fleeing in all directions. Figures were escaping from inside, either by climbing walls or breaking down doors.

"Order! Seal off the Li Manor! No one is allowed to enter or exit. Violators will be killed without mercy!"

A cold shout.

Then, the dense mass of soldiers behind immediately split into two sides, quickly surrounding the mansion.

Just then, a scream came from high in the sky.

A green figure plummeted from the sky, crashing directly into the Li family mansion. High above, two large hammers shimmering with silver lightning were controlled by a flying sleeve, then put into the sleeve.

Then, high in the sky, a golden phantom suddenly opened its eyes, and two golden lights shot out, crashing down into the giant pit.

In the blink of an eye, the golden phantom landed on the edge of the scorched pit, looking at the green-robed man inside whose lower body had been blasted to smithereens, with only his upper body remaining.

This person was Yuan Lie, a retainer of the Li family from the Central Plains.

At this moment, this person had already been severely injured by Chen Yuan. His face was twisted in pain and deathly pale. Seeing Chen Yuan walking towards him, his face still held the arrogance he had displayed when he first faced Chen Yuan. He gritted his teeth tightly, pulled out a token from his embrace, and shouted sharply:

"Chen Yuan, my lord is a Third-Rank Sima of the current dynasty, and the Li family is even a Bloodline branch. How dare you, a mere Zhonglang General, slaughter wantonly? Stop at once!"

Chen Yuan's gaze fell on the token, and his footsteps paused.

Yuan Lie, seeing his action, thought it had worked and was about to speak.

The next second, the figure disappeared from its original spot. Then, he saw his own body fall, followed by a dizzying sensation, rolling around.

Immediately after, a foot stepped on his head, one stomp.

His consciousness completely dissipated.

Chen Yuan looked down at the man's broken corpse.

"I, Chen, would like to ask, what year is it today?"

Then, he swept his sleeve over the man's still-intact upper body, and several items flew out, all collected into his sleeve. Then, with a flick of his hand, a wisp of Golden Core True Fire flew out, reducing him to ashes.

Having done all this, Chen Yuan looked up at another direction, suddenly soaring into the air and rushing into the Felling Mountain Array, which was on the verge of collapse.

As the This General entered the Formation Flag, the Felling Mountain Array, which had almost completely worn down the golden mountain, suddenly hummed and glowed brightly.

The Li family patriarch, trapped in the array, seeing that the retainer sent by the main family could not even last ten rounds against this Ninth Mountain Zhonglang General, couldn't help but be horrified. For a moment, he was outwardly fierce but inwardly timid, and he shouted sharply:

"Chen Yuan, you killed the retainer sent by my Li family's main lineage. This matter will certainly not end well."

"If you stop now, there is still room for maneuver. Otherwise, not even the Sword South Road Pacification Office can protect you!"

Chen Yuan was too lazy to listen to such nonsense. He spread his hands, and the Three-Pointed, Double-Edged Spear appeared in his hand, emitting an excited spear hum.

The blood color on the spear tip deepened by another shade!

He thrust the spear straight out.

Li Wanhao, seeing this, quickly turned his Dao soldiers' Vermilion Gold Gourd to meet it, no longer holding any hope. His face was twisted in a grimace, and he said bitterly:

"Good, good, good. I have already sent a flying message. News here will soon reach Washing Sword Pavilion and Vajra Gate. Once the two of them arrive, we'll see how you deal with this."

At this moment, Chen Yuan used his long spear to forcefully push away the Vermilion Gold Gourd, then suddenly leaped into the air, bringing his long spear down with a smash, letting out a sinister laugh.

"Sorry, those two probably won't be able to make it!"

"What?" Li Wanhao felt as if struck by lightning upon hearing this.

In that moment of distraction, Chen Yuan's long spear suddenly expanded, and its tip lengthened.

"Boom!"

The long spear directly pierced through the man's body.

Then, the spearhead twisted, and raging True Fire surged out, engulfing the Li family patriarch's entire body.

Then, it exploded.

Chen Yuan retracted his spear. Then, the three Fashan Flags hummed and trembled, turning into rustling wind sounds as they flew behind him.

Then, he transmitted his voice downwards.

"Confiscate the Li family's property. No one is allowed to enter or exit before I return."

"Yes!"

The next second, Chen Yuan targeted a direction and transformed into a golden light, disappearing into the distance.

Recently, I've seen feedback that some people think I'm padding the content. I'm a bit lost on how to organize it. Actually, I feel my pace is a bit fast. I want to lay out and describe the surrounding characters and emotions more deeply, otherwise, they won't leave much of an impression, and it's easy to get aesthetic fatigue. In the future, I want to expand the narrative while maintaining the exciting points, and then adjust my update schedule. From now on, there will be one update at 2 PM, one at 9 PM, and one at 12 AM. Delays will be announced.