Chapter Eighty-Five: Slaying the Five Poisons

  "Dragon in the Clouds, seven years ago you killed twenty-one members of my Liu family, today I want your life as payment for their lives!"

  "Ten years ago, you killed eight members of my Lu family, today..."

  "Six years ago..."

  All the cultivators of the True Realm, led by their leader, shouted in unison, revealing their killing intent without any concealment.

  "Haha, I, Yun Shi, have killed too many of the Thirteen Heroes, how can I remember all of them?"

  Yun Zhonglong seemed to be without a care in the world, throwing his head back and laughing loudly.

  Everyone was enraged by his arrogance, even a martial artist of the Solid Origin Realm would have to be cautious when facing a martial artist of the Refining Truth Realm, let alone him.

  "Looking for death!"

  "Kill him!"

  "Blood debt must be repaid with blood!"

  Almost half of the people present had a blood feud with Tianyun's Thirteen Bandits, and they all charged forward with their swords drawn.

  "Wait!"

  Yun Zhonglong let out a loud roar, releasing his aura to its peak as he looked around and said, "Don't you want to know how we managed to intercept your tribe's demon-hunting squad with such precision back then?"

  "Don't listen to his nonsense, kill this villain!"

  "This is terrible! How can you trust what this kind of person says!"

  "Dead on arrival, still sowing discord, deserves punishment!"

  "Execute him!"

  Suddenly, seven old men from many realms of true refinement loudly shouted and simultaneously launched their ultimate moves to kill Yun Zhonglong.

  What's wrong!

  At this moment, a sword edge like a flying dragon suddenly appeared and blocked the way of more than half of the people.

  Everyone was shocked at the same time, and they only felt a flash in front of their eyes. White-haired Yan Luo Ye stood alone with his sword, Lone Cloud, standing upright in the middle of the arena, no one knew when he had appeared there.

  Seeing this, the crowd's hearts slightly relaxed. With a swordsman as strong as the number one under the Yuanyuan realm, even if Yun Zhonglong had any more tricks up his sleeve, how much of a stir could he still cause?

  "Yè Shǎo Xiá, quickly kill this wicked thief!"

  "Is it? You aren't harboring a deep grudge against the Thirteen Bandits, are you?"

  "The villain should be executed! It seems that Ye Shaoye is going to take action himself and kill this beast!"

  Those seven old men were blocked and their faces changed slightly, but after seeing the newcomer clearly, they shouted loudly.

  Unfortunately, Ye Gu Yun didn't have the kind of attitude they imagined, like in the legend, where he would hate the Thirteen Bandits to the bone and kill them on the spot as soon as they met.

  Instead, his gaze was extremely calm as he looked at the dragon in the clouds, making it impossible for anyone to guess what he was thinking.

  Haha, Qiu Shan is heavy, you don't know how miserable Qiu Shan Hu's death was? He was pinched to pieces by someone, all his bones were crushed, and he died in agony.

  And Zhou Xianfeng, you still don't know how He Lao died, do you? And...

  The dragon in the cloud raised its head and laughed wildly, pointing at those seven old men with an air of unbridled arrogance.

  As soon as this was said, everyone's expression was stunned, and then they all retreated from the distance of these seven old men, along with the people they brought.

  These people can cultivate to their current realm, naturally they are not foolish people. From Yun Zhonglong's words, they heard a hint of hidden meaning.

  "Nonsense! I have no idea what you're talking about!"

  "Blood-spraying mouth, how would I know anything..."

  "Shameless to the extreme, death is imminent, provoking..."

  All seven old men changed color and shouted loudly, but their words had lost the previous confidence and added a hint of trembling.

  "What? Are you daring to do but not dare to admit it? Seven years ago, wasn't the death of the Liu family's people a message that was passed on to me by Old Qiu?"

  Ten years ago, the Lu family...

  The dragon in the cloud is leisurely and at ease, recounting the events of that year one by one as if they were treasured family heirlooms.

  Those families who had suffered casualties in the tribe finally cast their hateful gaze at the seven old men, because it was them who had collaborated with them back then.

  "You..."

  This time, Qi Lao was speechless and had nothing to say in his defense.

  "Heh heh, what's up, Guan Laoxiong? Aren't you guys going to say something?"

  Yun Zhonglong smiled faintly as he looked at the increasingly dark faces of the Guan brothers, his eyes sweeping over Gu Shunan who was already gasping for air.

  "What? Even the Gathering Pavilion is participating?"

  "Isn't Jubaoge the property of Xuanyun Sect?"

  "No wonder every time they were surrounded by the Xuan Yun Sect, the Thirteen Bandits could always escape, it turns out that they had insiders reporting to them!"

  Everyone was talking and speculating, and their gaze towards the Guan brothers also turned somewhat unfriendly.

  "You..."

  This time, the Guan brothers seemed to have aged decades in an instant, their faces looking worse than ever.

  "Haha, let's break out of Songyang City together and live a carefree life in the mountains from now on, isn't that wonderful?"

  Looking at their embarrassed expressions, Yun Zhonglong seemed extremely excited, throwing his head back and laughing wildly.

  These old men were all pale, their beards and hair standing on end. The thirteen robbers could come and go as they pleased, but they all had families of their own; you can't run away from the temple even if you're a monk.

  "Thirteen thieves, hand it over to me!"

  Ye Guchen, who had been silent all along, spoke coldly and suddenly flashed towards Yun Zhonglong.

  Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they suddenly understood and rushed towards the seven old men and the Guan brothers. They really hated these people to the core.

  "Heh heh!"

  Yun Zhonglong smiled slightly and did not fight Ye Guyu, his silver sword swept out several sword lights, and his body suddenly retreated sharply.

  Ye Guchen naturally didn't give up, with a wave of his hand, he swung out a sword and scattered the sword energy, pursuing him relentlessly without diminishing his momentum.

  The fifth poison of the Thirteen Bandits of Tianyun suddenly threw out several puffs of powder, countless tiny poisonous insects spread towards the crowd, and they themselves flashed and ran out of the main hall.

  For poisonous creatures, many adventurers have antidotes, but they are still extremely wary of the five poisons, so few warriors dare to pursue them.

  At this time, it was midnight. The thirteen thieves were cunning and had many tricks up their sleeves. If they chased after them, they would inevitably fall into a trap, which would be a loss that couldn't be made up for.

  With Ye Gu Yun this great swordsman around, who needs them anymore?

  Everyone rushed to surround those who had been pointed out by the dragon in the clouds. To them, these people were also sworn enemies that could not be let off.

  Some people rushed out of the hall, not wanting to get involved in this mess. There were also many who were waiting for an opportunity to make a fortune from others' misfortune.

  No one noticed that a figure wearing a cloak and a lean silhouette, passed through the crowd, went straight out of the hall, and chased after the Five Poisons.

  As he reached the main street, a very loud whistle sounded.

  Under the dim night sky, with little light in sight, five figures suddenly sprang up on the south street of Songyang City and rushed towards the city gate at high speed. They were the Five Poisons trying to escape.

  Whoosh!

  A swift and unbelievable black shadow, like a ghost, approached and suddenly rushed towards the last person.

  Boom!

  A dull thud echoed out, accompanied by the sound of bones cracking and muffled groans, as several people were sent crashing forward.

  Feeling the strong wind approaching, the other four poisons didn't hesitate and rolled to the ground, wanting to dodge and open up.

  But unexpectedly, that figure's speed exceeded their imagination. Unseen was how his feet moved, and in the dark night sky he seemed to have transformed into multiple figures.

  Then two clusters of golden red light burst forth, like a continuous flame, sweeping towards the four poisons.

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  Muffled sounds continued, mournful cries rose, a foul smell spread out, and waves of burnt smells wafted through the air.

  With the poisonous skills that had been tempered for many years, it seemed to have little effect on this person. Moreover, with their internal breath cultivation at the ninth level, they couldn't even withstand a single move and were knocked down by the newcomer. It was clear that the figure was a warrior in the Refining Realm.

  Under the night sky, that figure flashed back and forth, giving each of the Five Poisons a heavy punch to confirm they were dead before rushing towards the city gate.

  As for the numerous treasures on Wu Du's body, not a single thread was taken, and it is unknown which martial artist will be lucky enough to obtain them after dawn.

  Or perhaps the objects on Wu Du's body will bring bad luck to whoever picks them up.