It happened suddenly, and in the darkness, a sudden change occurred. Those Longshengtang door people were all shocked for a moment, and they didn't react immediately.

  In this fleeting moment, the well-prepared Orthodox cultivators suddenly appeared, each driving their own magical treasures to launch a fierce attack. With deliberate killing of the innocent, they naturally gained a great advantage, and among the Orthodox disciples present here, not one was not an outstanding successor of various major sects. Their cultivation may not be comparable to that of Yu Yangzi, but when it came to dealing with ordinary sect members, they were far superior.

  In this brief moment, it was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. The two demons had always been sworn enemies and would not show any mercy when they struck. All that could be seen in the darkness were flashes of colorful lights, the sound of mournful wails and sharp cries filled the air, and the smell of blood suddenly rose, drifting through this swamp.

  At the forefront of the colorful light, a dazzling emerald cold light was Lin Jingyu's Dragon-Slaying Sword, a disciple of Qingyunmen's Longshou Peak.

  This young man, who had never shown his true colors before, was now suddenly so dazzling that the Dragon Slayer sword roared loudly and a brilliant green light shot up into the sky, enveloping its owner, who actually charged recklessly into the crowd of people in the Longevity Hall.

  That was the most dazzling light in the night, his eyes were cold and calm, but deep within his pupils seemed to be a fierce passion, as if he was craving for the fresh blood that would burst forth under the icy blade.

  The several Longshengtang disciples in front of him turned into a bloody rain after being swept away by the green light.

  The crowd erupted in a loud commotion, and people swarmed up, but Lin Jingyu seemed to be completely ignoring the enemies attacking from behind, only staring forward, charging straight into the most crowded area, killing indiscriminately, unstoppable, wherever he passed, blood and flesh flew everywhere.

  After a while, other Orthodox disciples also followed up, each with their own magical treasures, and fought against the Longsheng Hall members in one place.

  Xiao Yizai was still shaken by Lin Jingyu in the chaotic battle and shouted loudly: "Lin Shidi, be careful..."

  Lin Jingyu seemed to be completely deaf to other people's warnings, and at this moment, he was utterly different from the young man who had learned from Longshou Peak in those years. He held the Dragon-Slaying Sword and became the Butcher of Demons!

  There were countless Longsheng Hall disciples surrounding him, yet he didn't even turn his head to look back. The Dragon-Slaying Sword flashed and danced in the night, with countless blood splashing up and falling before him, wetting his clothes.

  Later on, countless Changshengtang disciples chased after him, while in front of him, there were hardly any who dared to resist, everyone fled in disarray, not daring to face this madman-like person.

  Until, a shrill "Woo" sound came from the depths of darkness, white light flashed by, and a round object rapidly rotated down from the sky, hitting Lin Jingyu's head.

  Lin Jingyu let out a loud cry, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword, which was dancing in mid-air, suddenly flew back to him. He grasped it firmly and stabbed it straight up into the sky. In an instant, a brilliant green light burst forth, and he soared into the air. However, the circular object in mid-air proved to be even more formidable, as black and white lights alternated in appearance, and it actually descended amidst a blast of emerald green light, forcing its way down with great force.

  Lin Jingyu's face changed color for the first time, knowing that a master had finally appeared in Changsheng Hall. The mysterious treasure in mid-air didn't look impressive at first glance, but it disregarded the sharp sword aura of Zhanlong Sword, which was unmatched in its sharpness, and pressed down with a heavy pressure.

  Lin Jingyu's face changed as he suddenly understood the pressure of the round plate, and with a loud roar, his whole body flew backwards. In an instant, the round plate crashed down, creating a pit one zhang in diameter where Lin had originally stood, its force so fierce that it was clear this person was also extremely resentful.

  Lin Jingyu's body flew out upside down, and the people of Qingyunmen behind him saw it and rushed to respond. But he had just recklessly charged into the crowd in front of Chansheng Hall, surrounded by enemies, and before he could even steady his body after landing, he felt a severe pain, and in an instant, three or four sharp blades had already been stabbed into his body.

  Blood spurted out, as bright as a flower, dyeing his clothes red. Lin Xingyu's eyes twitched, but he didn't show any signs of retreat or fear. The light of the dragon-slaying sword was even more dazzling in the midst of his own blood splashing everywhere, and it spun around him, instantly causing cries of agony to erupt. Three or four Longsheng Hall disciples stumbled back, their arms severed and vomiting blood, apparently on the verge of death.

  Everyone looked at this young man's bravery and was amazed for a moment.

  Moments later, the Righteous Path disciples rushed over, and the Long Life Hall disciples did not dare to fight back, retreating instead. Meanwhile, at the place where Lin Jingyue was just repelled, Yu Yangzi slowly emerged, his face twisted in a ferocious expression, with no hint of his usual divine demeanor.

  At this time, the fierce battle in the field gradually subsided. The disciples of Changsheng Hall returned to Yu Yangzi's side one after another. The young disciples of Zhengdao also stood up together. Xiao Yicai, Fa Xiang, Li Xun and others stood at the forefront. Beside Xiaozhu Peak, Wen Min walked over to help Lin Jingyu bandage his wound and stop bleeding, while whispering: "You young man, why don't you take your own life seriously?"

  Lin Jingyu and Wen Mian had only met a few times at the Tongtian Peak in the past, but now she suddenly took care of him, and he was taken aback. In these ten years, he had been studying under the mysterious old man in the ancestral hall of the Qingyunmen Tongtian Peak, relying on his own talent and perseverance to finally achieve great success. Today, when he made his move, it shocked everyone, and people looked at him with new eyes.

  But after this unfamiliar sister asked a question, Lin Jingyu suddenly didn't know how to answer and couldn't speak. Wen Mian had always been very kind-hearted, seeing that half of Lin Jingyu's body was bleeding, and taking advantage of the rare gap in time, she helped him bandage it, but due to the urgent situation, she just roughly bandaged it, then whispered: "There will be another fierce battle later, you be careful."

  Lin Jing's heart warmed up, and she nodded slightly, saying in a low voice: "Thank you, Shifu Jie."

  Wen Min smiled and walked to the side, standing beside Lu Xueqi. Lu Xueqi turned her eyes towards Lin Jingyu's direction, her face expressionless, but a glimmer of light seemed to flash in her eyes.

  In front of the Changsheng Hall, Yu Yangzi's face was cold and stern, his only remaining right hand tightly grasping the magic treasure "Yin-Yang Mirror", with blue veins bulging out on his clenched fist.

  This time the surprise attack was on the righteous path, but unexpectedly he was played by these righteous juniors. He roughly glanced at it for a moment, and in just a short while, Changsheng Hall had already lost one-third of its manpower, while the righteous disciples' side seemed to have almost no casualties. Lin Jingyu was cut several times and seemed to be the most seriously injured.

  Li Kun gazed at the crowd in front of the Longsheng Hall of the Demon Sect, his eyes shining brightly. Suddenly, he spoke in a low voice: "Brother Xiao is indeed ingenious and clever, I admire him!"

  Xiao Yicai smiled slightly and said: "It's just a coincidence, there will be many more opportunities to rely on Master Li in the future, I hope Master Li won't mind teaching me."

  Li Xuan obviously no longer dared to underestimate Xiao Yicai at this moment, and nodded: "I don't dare."

  Fa Xiang's gaze, however, lingered on the injured Lin Jingyu for a moment, as if he intended to go over and offer some consolation, but ultimately restrained himself. Since the merger of Qingyun Gate and Tianyin Temple, both sides had gotten along fairly well, but Lin Jingyu alone remained extremely cold towards the monks of Tianyin Temple. The reason was clear to everyone, but no one dared to bring up old wounds, so it was actually the monks of Tianyin Temple who had been intentionally or unintentionally avoiding Lin Jingyu all along.

  But seeing Lin Jingyu injured at this moment, Fa Xiang still has some concern, and he turned to Xiao Yicai in a low voice: "Xiao Shixiong, your junior brother Lin Jingyu's injury is not serious, right?"

  Xiao Yicai had seen Wen Mian bandage Lin Jingyu's wound in the past, and now he glanced at Wen Mian, who nodded slightly and shook his head. Xiao Yicai then put his mind at ease and said to Fa Xiang: "Lin Shidi is fine, Fa Xiang Shixiong doesn't need to worry."

  With palms together and head bowed, softly chanting the Buddha's name.

  Xiao Yizai took a deep breath, looked ahead and said loudly: "Yu Yangzi, as a senior, you are also a high-ranking person. The Changsheng Hall is one of the four major factions of the Demon Sect. How can you use such despicable means without fearing ridicule from the world?"

  Jade Sunzi was furious and said: "You so-called prestigious families, aren't you also ambushing us? How dare you still speak loudly here?"

  Xiao Yizai's face didn't change color, and he said sternly: "We are younger generations, and we are also outsiders, so naturally we must be careful to guard against treacherous villains secretly harming us. Who would have thought that what we were waiting for was... Heh heh, heh heh!"

  Xiao Yizai was much younger than Yu Yangzi, but his tongue was sharp and he spoke a few words that made Yu Yangzi's face smoke with anger. With a loud roar, he rushed forward first, and the crowd at the back of Changsheng Hall followed suit, killing each other in a frenzy. Xiao Yizai and several others who were superior in their Taoist skills blocked Yu Yangzi's way down, while the rest continued to fight in a chaotic mess.

  Originally, Yu Yangzi's cultivation and temperament wouldn't have been so easily provoked by Xiao Yicai, but seeing the last bit of Longsheng Hall's strength being wasted again at this moment made him extremely heartbroken and angry; coincidentally, Xiao Yicai cursed without using dirty words, each sentence was sarcastic, even though Meng Xiao on the side still maintained a bit of clarity, just thinking of persuading, Yu Yangzi had already rushed out.

  Jade Sun Zi can sit in the master's position at Changsheng Hall for over a hundred years, naturally having his true talent and material. Even if ten years ago in Qingyun, he lost one of his left arms in battle, greatly damaging his Taoist practice, but relying solely on Xiao Yi Cai alone, he is not his opponent by any means.

  It won't happen that easily. Among the three, Fa Xiang was on the left, Li Xun was on the right, and Xiao Yi Cai was in the middle. These three excellent young people of the current generation blocked Yu Yang Zi together and fought in one place.

  Yu Yangzi rose up with a mighty aura, single-handedly and alone, fighting against three. The Yin-Yang Mirror in his hand was an extraordinary treasure, unpredictable and mysterious, suddenly black and then white, with a profound light flashing repeatedly. The magical lights of the treasures launched by Xiao Yicai and others were either blocked by this mirror or pulled to one side by Yu Yangzi's occasional tug, unable to get close.

  What's more, when the white side of the yin-yang mirror flipped over, it would actually reflect the three people's magic treasures back at them, counterattacking their masters. At first, the three had not expected that this treasure would have such a wonderful function, and they almost suffered a great loss. Li Xun's left arm was even grazed by his own magic treasure "Nine Yang Ruler", and he almost became a one-armed man like Yu Yangzi in front of him.

  The three of them didn't dare to be careless and responded carefully. Yu Yangzi, with one against three, was actually still in a superior position against these three outstanding talents from the Orthodox School, his Taoist skills were truly impressive.

  Yu Yangzi himself was formidable, but his subordinates were far inferior to him. Facing this group of orthodox disciples who were all exceptionally talented and possessed excellent magical treasures, although they had a large number, they gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

  Apart from the monks of Tianyin Temple, who were relatively lenient, Qingyunmen and the Demon Sect had a deep-seated hatred for each other, with their disciples being ruthless in their actions. The Huixiang Valley was no exception, and they were not inferior to Qingyunmen in any way.

  Yu Yangzi was surrounded by these three people, although he had the upper hand, but for a time he could not escape. In the fierce battle, he looked around and saw that except for Meng Xiang and a few others who were struggling to hold on, the other ordinary disciples had already lost their will to fight, with more than half of them wounded or killed.

  Meng Xiao forced back a disciple of Fengxiang Valley with one move, his face showing anxiety as he loudly called out to Yuyangzi: "Master!"

  Yu Yangzi gritted his teeth in extreme anger, but finally knew that the situation was already lost. If he continued to fight, Changsheng Hall's last bit of strength would be exhausted here. He could only shout loudly: "Everyone retreat first, I'll cover the rear!"

  As soon as this statement came out, the disciples of Changsheng Hall fled in all directions towards the darkness behind them. At this time, Xiaoyi and others were extremely alert and simultaneously launched their attacks. The magical lights of various treasures flashed, and they immediately rushed towards Yuyangzi.

  Yu Yangzi let out a loud roar, not dodging, the yin-yang mirror rapidly spun in mid-air, and suddenly shot up, "Dang" blocking the "Wheel of Rebirth" that Fa Xiang had conjured. In an instant, it turned from black to white. Xiao Yi's body shook, and he saw that the Seven-Star Sword dancing in mid-air suddenly lost control, counterattacking instead, its sword energy fierce, momentarily causing him to be busy and flustered, casting spell after spell before finally regaining control of the Seven-Star Sword.

  In just this moment, Yuyangzi has already pulled Li Xun's Jiuyang ruler to one side. As the three men's offensive was momentarily stifled, Yuyangzi did not take advantage of the opportunity to escape, but instead rose into the air and fell among the crowd.

  The other disciples of Zheng Dao were chasing and killing the fleeing Long Sheng Tang disciples, when Yu Yangzi suddenly appeared, "Teng Teng" several sounds, instantly severely injuring several people under his hands, and several more were hit by the Yin Yang mirror with great force, flying out, falling into the darkness, suddenly shouting, a moment later it was silent, I'm afraid they fell into the bottomless deep pit here and died.

  In the darkness, only Yuyangzi was seen, galloping and scanning around, charging left and right to cover the escape of the Changshengtang disciples. Wherever he went, the orthodox disciples retreated in front of the black and white light of the yin-yang mirror, truly invincible and majestic.

  In the distance, several figures lurking in the darkness were also intently watching the situation on the scene, especially staring at Yu Yangzi who was exerting his divine power.

  With the sudden charge of Yuyangzi, the pressure on the Changshengtang disciples was greatly relieved, and in an instant, more than half of them retreated, leaving behind a field of corpses. Yuyangzi watched as his heart ached once again.

  But just at this moment, the people led by Xiao Yicai had already caught up, and now they were joined by Qingyunmen's Song Daren, Zeng Shushu, Wen Min, Tianyinsi's Fa Shan, and Yanhong of Fengxiang Valley, a total of eight people, with their magical tools out, surrounding Yu Yangzi in a pincer attack.

  Yu Yangzi let out a loud whistle, and his murderous spirit rose. The cruel and ferocious aspects of his nature were all brought into play, and not a hint of fear was seen on him. The yin-yang mirror flipped and flew about, blocking left and right, pulling and counter-attacking, entwining with the eight people in a fierce battle, from the ground to mid-air, and then back again from mid-air to the ground.

  After all, there were many people here, and the Taoist powers were not low. Although Yu Yangzi's magical powers were great, he was ultimately outnumbered, and the momentum of the Yin-Yang mirror was gradually suppressed.

  Eight people flew up and jumped in unison, their coordination gradually becoming more tacit. Although it's not very good to have eight people gang up on one person, as long as you add the phrase "this is the evil leader of the demonic sect" in your heart, you'll feel at ease and justified in delivering fatal blows to that vital spot.

  But Yu Yangzi, who had cultivated his Tao for hundreds of years, was not to be underestimated. Although he was gradually losing his strength and the pressure around him was getting stronger and stronger, no matter how fiercely Xiao Yicai and others attacked, they could not break through the black and white mysterious light within his Yin-Yang mirror.

  Moreover, his body moved, subtly bringing the war group with him, walking sideways. If it wasn't for Xiao Yi's quick wit, he suddenly remembered that a fellow disciple had fallen earlier and shouted loudly: "Be careful not to fall into the swamp!"

  This only reminded everyone, and soon after, they discovered that they had indeed been quietly led by Yuyangzi to the side of the bottomless deep pit. If they were not careful, someone would fall in, it was truly dangerous.

  Jade Yangzi still has this composure and vision in the midst of chaos, this wealth of experience that these younger ones cannot compare to.

  Helpless, even if he has more experience and higher cultivation, facing this group of people with high moral character, good qualifications, and outstanding magical treasures, among whom there is such a young master with a calm and composed gaze, it is still helpless.

  Xiao Yizai and the other seven launched a simultaneous attack, instantly unleashing countless strange lights and sharp blades towards Yu Yangzi's Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror. Yu Yangzi's entire body shook violently, feeling immense pressure, like waves crashing against the shore, one wave after another. His opponents could catch their breath after attacking, but he had to keep defending non-stop, unable to counterattack. After blocking over a dozen times, he finally couldn't withstand it and retreated backwards, slowly moving away from the bottomless deep pit.

  After leaving the bottomless pit, the people on the right path immediately put down their worries and attacked Yu Yangzi with more open hands and feet.

  Yu Yangzi was gradually getting tired, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced around to see that in this short period of time, most of the Changshengtang disciples had withdrawn from the scene. Meng Qian and a few others were rushing over to support him, but on the other hand, more Orthodox disciples were closing in.

  Yu Yangzi felt a chill in his heart, knowing that if he was surrounded by these twenty or thirty people, no matter how high his skills were, he would surely die here. He parried Zeng Shu's frontal attack with Xuan Yuan Sword and shouted: "Leave quickly!"

  Meng Xiao and the others were stunned, then immediately turned around and fled. Yu Yangzi did not want to engage in a prolonged battle, his hand holding the yin-yang mirror flashing repeatedly, suddenly a brilliant white light burst forth, dazzlingly bright, in an instant five magical treasures attacked him from all sides, but they were unexpectedly all repelled by him and counterattacked their masters.

  The right path was unexpected, he actually had such skills, and suddenly a chaos broke out, the formation also opened a small gap.

  Yu Yangzi's eyes gleamed with a hint of excitement as he transformed into a brilliant light and shot off in that direction like a bolt of lightning.

  He moved suddenly and was already beside the entrance the next moment, about to rush out. Xiao Yi and others were far behind him, unable to catch up.

  But at this moment, a blue light suddenly rose, dazzling and terrifying, the dragon-slaying sword arrived fiercely, chopping down in front of him. Looking at this momentum, it seemed that Yu Yangzi was about to be chopped into two pieces.

  Yu Yangzi was caught off guard, but at this critical moment of life and death, he still managed to shift his body three points to the right. The green light chopped down from above, slashing past his side with a loud crash, his sleeve fluttering as it was shredded into tatters by the green light.

  Yu Yangzi's left arm had been severed early on, and now he was at an advantage. Otherwise, under this intense pain, it was unknown whether he could remain calm. His left side was burning with a fiery pain, and he feared that he had been injured by the dragon-slaying sword's green light. His body didn't stop moving, his right hand flipped over, and the yin-yang mirror suddenly shone with black light, striking out horizontally. A dull hum was heard, and Lin Xingyu stumbled back, the wounds on his body that had been bandaged earlier bursting open again, fresh blood spraying out!

  At this moment, there is no longer a righteous path disciple blocking the way. Yu Yangzi's heart was delighted and he was about to exert his strength. At the same time, he cursed in his heart that today he would endure all these humiliations from the righteous path juniors, and tomorrow he would retaliate a hundredfold.

  On the dead marshes, suddenly a thunderclap exploded!

  Everyone cast sidelong glances!

  A brilliant blue light, stretching across the sky, dark clouds like ink swirling rapidly, like a terrifying whirlpool, Lu Xueqi stood in mid-air, the fierce wind howling around her, her stunning beauty, as cold as ice and frost!

  In the distant darkness, it seemed as if someone's body also trembled slightly.

  That beautiful woman stood in mid-air, suspended in a series of seven consecutive steps, chanting incantations from her mouth. In an instant, the sky was filled with chaotic flashes of lightning, like a giant light snake darting through the clouds.

  Yu Yangzi's face changed greatly, but before he could react, Lu Xueqi's "Divine Sword Thunderbolt Technique" had already been activated. A massive bolt of lightning struck the tip of Tianya Sword, and a brilliant blue light illuminated half of the dark sky in an instant.

  At this moment, Lu Xueqi no longer had the same difficulty as when she was competing with Zhang Xiaofan in the past. All that could be seen were the lightning bolts across the sky, reflected in her deep pupils, as if she had returned to the past years!

  A gigantic pillar of light refracted downwards, not reaching the ground. The disciples on the side of Zheng Dao had already retreated in a flurry. Within several meters around Yu Yangzi, fierce winds howled, trees and grass were uprooted, and the scene was terrifying!

  Yu Yangzi let out a long whistle, his entire body's clothes puffed up, the yin-yang mirror floated and rose, emitting black and white strange lights that merged into one in an instant. Apparently, after Yu Yangzi's fierce battle, he had also used up all his strength, fighting to the death!

  "Boom..."

  A massive beam of light struck the yin-yang mirror on Yu Yangzi's body, and in an instant, it pressed his body into the ground by a fraction. A look of pain flashed across Yu Yangzi's face, but Lu Xueqi's body in the sky also shook violently, her face paling by several shades.

  However, the massive beam of light in the arena did not diminish, and it continued to shoot out from the Tianya Divine Sword with an unending supply. The electric sparks flashed wildly, striking down fiercely. Yu Yangzi supported himself with one arm, his face growing increasingly unsightly. If not for the immense power of the Divine Sword's Thunder-Controlling True Technique, the Orthodox Sect disciples would have joined forces to attack him, and in an instant, Yu Yangzi would have been turned into minced meat.

  Yu Yangzi's eyes were filled with resentment and venom, and after a moment, the muscles on his face twisted violently. He bit down hard, tearing his tongue and spewing out a mouthful of fresh blood onto the yin-yang mirror. For some reason, the yin-yang mirror suddenly shone brightly, and it actually managed to force back the massive beam of light that was attacking Lu Xueqi.

  Xiao Yizai and others saw that something was amiss, and they rushed up together. Yu Yangzi let out a stern whistle, flew up into the air, and the Yin-Yang Mirror behind him swept across with great speed. The spiritual energy of the Yin-Yang Mirror surged forth, driven by his own vital energy. Xiao Yizai and others did not dare to confront it head-on, and they retreated in disarray.

  Jade Sunzi's move was fierce, but it could be seen that after this intense battle, he used this sinister technique again, and his vitality was severely injured. He stumbled a few times, but he managed to force himself up and flew away, finally disappearing into the darkness.

  Li Xun and others wanted to chase, Xiao Yi suddenly weighed the pros and cons, loudly stopped, saying: "Don't pursue the exhausted enemy! The terrain here is treacherous, we are not familiar with it, better be careful!"

  Li Xuan was unhappy in his heart, but tonight Xiao Yi had guessed things like a god, and he also had some admiration for him in his heart, so he finally stopped.

  This night, this battle, ultimately ended in a crushing defeat for the Demon Sect's Longsheng Hall.

  It's just a fair fight between the two sides, and there are some losses on the righteous path, but compared to the Longsheng Hall, it's much better.