Chapter 159: Fight Against A Martial Grandmaster

　　“What did you just say? Young Master Yun will kill me when he comes back? Is this Young Master Yun the City Lord of Yanwu?” The Martial Grandmaster grabbed Meng Wu’s neck with Primordial Qi and said coldly, “Your City Lord killed Young Master Xingyang Jie, and he will be punished by the execution of his whole family! It seems that you are very close to him, so I’ll start with you.”

　　As soon as he said that, he loosened the Primordial Qi, dropping Meng Wu from mid-air. There was a look of indifference in his eyes, as if he were looking at an ant as he lightly lifted a hand and slashed it down like a blade.

　　“NOOO!!!”

　　From the city came Meng Bai’s piercing scream.

　　“Universe Sky City Treasure Array, condense!”

　　At that moment, Yunxiao’s Tigerking chariot whistled over. He performed an incantation gesture with one hand and sent out a few beams of light into the surrounding sky, triggering the array. Just as the hand blade was about to hit Meng Wu, a blue light appeared out of nowhere and transformed into a lotus leaf before her, blocking the attack.

　　Bam!

　　Light burst out in front of Meng Wu as the blade pierced through the barrier and smashed at her without even slowing down. A cloud of blood exploded out in the air, and her body fell toward the ground like a kite with its string cut, leaving a long trail of blood behind her.

　　Yunxiao trembled as his pupils constricted and eyes widened. “Son of a bi*ch! Die!” He bellowed while driving his chariot directly toward the man.

　　Boom!

　　The fleet of over thirty hoverchariots swarmed over, quickly surrounding the Martial Grandmaster and firing beams of blue light at him.

　　The Martial Grandmaster’s face flickered, but he still said calmly, “I’m Xingyang Kun, an elder of the Xingyang family. Which of you is the City Lord of Yanwu? Step forward and face your death!” His mission here was to capture Yunxiao alive and bring him back to suffer the pain of piercing his heart with thousands of knives. Otherwise, he would not have wasted his breath with them.

　　Xingyang Kun did not seem to mind the attacks all over the sky. Suddenly, a golden light emanated from him and enveloped his whole body, and then he just let those blue beams hit him. To him, these hoverchariots’ attacks were just scratching on his back. What he did mind was the attack of that Tigerking.

　　Bam!

　　Yunxiao drove his chariot at full speed and smashed it right into his target. Xingyang Kun did not dodge or back off, but threw both hands forward and slapped at the front of the chariot. He was pushed tens of feet back in mid-air, but he managed to stop the chariot with its great momentum.

　　“Which one of you is the City Lord?!” An angry look came over Xingyang Kun’s face as he shouted, “If you don’t tell me, I’ll kill all of you!”

　　In fact, he already had the intention of killing them all, because these thirty or so chariots were too attractive. Ignoring how Yanwu got so many of them, it would definitely be a great achievement if he could bring them all back!

　　“Kill my ass! The purple air comes from the east, the cauldron that suppresses the heaven and earth!” Yunxiao rushed out of the chariot as the Cauldron of Five Elements grew as large as a hill in an instant, crashing down like a meteor.

　　“This is…” Xingyang Kun paused a brief moment before crying out in horror, “The Cauldron of Five Elements! This is the cauldron the Zhou family had lost! You are the one who killed them!”

　　His eyes were full of disbelief, but then a ferocious look immediately came over his face and a killing intent exploded out of his body. “You have killed the people from the Xingyang family, Cheng family, and Zhou family! No one in this world can save you now! I’ll take you back today and slaughter all the people in the city!”

　　Xingyang Kun reached out a hand and grabbed at the cauldron. It was a precious treasure, and as long as he killed all these people, no one would know he had taken it. In his eyes, Yunxiao’s attack with the purple cauldron was just a child’s play.

　　“Fu*k you! You’ve killed the people of Yanwu! I swear I will wipe out the whole Xingyang family from the continent, starting with you today! Eye technique, soul-confusion!”

　　Yunxiao was completely crazy, because he could no longer feel Meng Wu’s life force from down below. His pupils turned into blood-red crescents in an instant, and waves of spiritual attacks burst out of them frantically, spreading out like the ripples on the water.

　　Xingyang Kun’s mind was shaken, as if ten thousand sharp blades tried to stab through it into his soul. Aghast, he screamed, “A soul attack? Why do you know the art of soul attack? Who exactly are you?”

　　“I’m your ancestor! Greatsun Golden Sword, condense!”

　　Suddenly ten thousand golden rays emerged in the air and condensed into a huge golden sword that slashed down from the sky with an unmatched momentum!

　　Xingyang Kun only felt a strong spiritual force wantonly and crazily rushing into his mind, which made him put his hands on his head and roar. Meanwhile, just as he activated all his defense, the chariots’ attacks hit him and the golden sword slashed down on him from above. In the next moment, a blinding golden light bloomed in the air like a flower!

　　Everyone’s eyes were filled with ecstasy. Even if he were a Martial Grandmaster, he should not be able to withstand such a powerful joint attack, or so they thought.

　　But, Yunxiao’s face did not relax even a bit. He was already as pale as a sheet, but the attack from his pupils did not grow weak at all. He was frantically overdrawing his spiritual energy. If the Divine Realm Tablet was with him, he could last for a few more moments, but he was damaging his roots right now.

　　As the golden light faded away, Xingyang Kun’s figure gradually revealed in front of everyone. Although his clothes were ripped and he looked miserable, anyone could tell that he did not suffer too much damage.

　　“What are you waiting for, Qian Duoduo?” Yunxiao bellowed as he sent out his last bit of spiritual energy. After being repeatedly bombarded by over thirty chariots and hit by the huge golden sword, Xingyang Kun could not take it anymore and coughed out a mouthful of blood when Yunxiao’s last soul attack smashed him hard.

　　Qian Duoduo sighed, as if he were very reluctant, but he still moved. The crowd saw a golden light flash in front of their eyes, and a huge gold coin suddenly appeared in the sky. It flickered a few times before it overlapped with Xingyang Kun. In the next moment, everyone found the Martial Grandmaster trapped in the hole of the huge coin.

　　“This is…You are…” Xingyang Kun was taken aback. He felt that the great power of the coin had not only trapped his body, but also restricted his power. It was definitely not an ordinary mystic weapon. And he felt the gold coin very familiar, as if he had heard about such a mystic artifact somewhere, but he could not recall it at this moment.

　　“Money falls, romance is incomparable!” Qian Duoduo cried out in a soft voice. Suddenly, a moon-shaped mystic artifact appeared beside him, and then he pointed out a finger. The artifact wheeled a few times around him and slashed out, piercing through the air.

　　“Do you really think a bunch of ant-liked creatures like you can kill me? What a joke!” Xingyang Kun was completely enraged. Since the beginning, he had not attacked even once, and he was the one who was being constantly attacked. He did not take the bombardment of the chariots to heart, but after his mind was hurt by the terrible spiritual attack, and when he saw an attack which even he found to be horrible coming at him, he finally put away his derision toward these people and flew into a rage.

　　“Ants, I’ll let you know that the dignity of a Martial Grandmaster is not something you can violate!”

　　He was trapped by the gold coin, but wisps of black smoke still rose from his body as he cried out darkly, “The manifestation of martial essence, Ghost Kill!”

　　Suddenly, the black smoke, dark as ink, condensed into ghost heads in the air and flew toward the moon-shaped mystic artifact, ripping and biting at it. The void around Xingyang Kun seemed to have turned into a ghost realm, with black smoke drifting out constantly.

　　As soon as it was bitten by the ghost heads, the moon-shaped mystic artifact burst into a bright light, illuminating the whole sky like the moonlight. Any ghost head that touched by the light instantly dissolved into black smoke and dissipated. There even seemed to be a touch of holiness to the light.

　　“What! What kind of martial technique is this!” Xingyang Kun was horrified. The moon blade contained an aura that even he found very dangerous. He reckoned that if he were hit by it, even if he could stay alive, he would be dying ultimately! Suddenly, he sucked in a breath and opened his mouth to shoot out a beam of light. “The Pearl of Yuanpin!” he roared furiously.

　　A small blue pearl was shot out by him, pushing the air aside and creating a vacuum tunnel as it went straight at the moon blade. The pearl was his life-saving trump card, a second fifth-tier mystic artifact he had refined. As long as he was conscious and still had Primordial Qi, he could unleash it. Had it not been because his arms and legs were trapped, he would not have used it.

　　Bam!

　　The Pearl of Yuanpin smashed into the moon blade. The moment the two mystic artifacts collided, two bright light exploded out—one blue and one yellow—and began to devour one another. Very soon, a crack was heard coming from the pearl, and a bit of dust could be seen flew off its surface. Then, in the blink of an eye, the whole pearl was covered with cracks, and it shattered into countless pieces with a boom before fading away in specks of light.

　　Meanwhile, the moon blade’s power was completely suppressed. The moon-shaped mystic artifact seemed to have its spirituality greatly reduced, and it quickly flew back toward Qian Duoduo.

　　Xingyang Kun was shocked and furious. The pearl was a mystic artifact he had refined when he had just become a Martial King. Less than five people knew about its existence, and he had never used it before. He did not expect that he had only taken it out for the first time and it broke. In a fit of rage, he crazily poured Primordial Qi into his limbs and pushed open the huge gold coin that trapped him.

　　But at that moment, a huge shadow suddenly emerged around him. Xingyang Kun was taken aback as he looked up and saw the purple cauldron already turn back to its normal size. But, it was spinning crazily now while exuding streams of purple aura that smeared the clouds in the sky purple. What was even more exaggerated was that below the purple cauldron, a shadow of the cauldron had enveloped him, as if trapping him inside.

　　“Hmph! What can you do even if you can control a fifth-tier mystic artifact? With just the cultivation base of a peak Martial Master, you can’t do anything even if I give you a ninth-tier mystic artifact!” When he saw the purple cauldron was controlled by Yunxiao, Xingyang Kun breathed a sigh of relief. He kept mustering his strength, and the gold coin began to shake violently under the impact of his power.