Nine Yang Sword Saint - Chapter22

Then, Ximen Wuya ordered loudly, "Everyone, get on board and return to Cloud Sky City as soon as possible."

"Yes!" There was a response from outside.

"Full sail. Everyone, get on board and hold oars. Full speed ahead, return to Cloud Sky City!" This was Ximen Yan's voice.

"Yes!" Then, hundreds of people on the boat shouted in unison.

Then, everyone ran out of their cabins and went to the lower deck to row the boat. Outside, there was a dense sound of footsteps.

Ximen Wuya frowned and said, "I hope they won't catch up so quickly. After one more day, they won't be able to catch up."

Then, Ximen Wuya sat behind Yang Dingtian and continued to transfer Celestial Qi into his body. "Don't worry, I'm your uncle. No matter who comes, I'll protect you. You just need to rest."

Then, the two of them were silent. Ximen Wuya quietly treated Yang Dingtian's injuries.

A few minutes later, Ximen Wuya suddenly opened his eyes and sighed. "They really came. They came so quickly. I hope they won't be too difficult to deal with."

"Dongfang Bingling greets Uncle Ximen." Dongfang Bingling's voice came from the sea outside.

"Zhu Hongxue of the Black Sky Sect greets City Lord Ximen." Then came Zhu Hongxue's arrogant voice.

"Jiang Songyang of the Yin-Yang school greets City Lord Ximen. Junior Brother Ximen, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Even though they were so far away, this person's voice still shook the candlelight beside Yang Dingtian.

When Ximen Wuya heard this name, his eyebrows twitched.

"Uncle Ximen, who is this person?" Yang Dingtian asked.

"Your master, Dongfang Minmie's senior brother. He once fought with your master for the position of Yin-Yang school head," Ximen Wuya said.

Yang Dingtian suddenly gasped. This Jiang Songyang was actually his master's senior brother. It could be seen that his cultivation was high.

It was quiet outside. Ximen Wuya let out a long sigh of relief and said, "Just these three people?

That's good. They might not be able to keep me here. "

As soon as Ximen Wuya's voice fell, the voice from outside resounded again.

"Wuying of Yin-Yang school greets Senior Brother Ximen."

A cold voice rang out. It sounded completely emotionless, as if it was a dead thing.

"Is he here too?"

Ximen Wuya said, "This is your master's junior brother in name. He is the adjudicator of the Yin-Yang school and is responsible for killing people. No less than five sect leaders have died in his hands.

He has killed no less than a thousand people in his life. "

"Ximen Wuya, are you coming out, or should we board your ship?"

This was an incomparably feminine voice. Like a needle, it drilled into Yang Dingtian's ears, causing the muscles all over his body to twitch.

Hearing this voice, Ximen Wuya's complexion suddenly changed.

"Who is this person?" Yang Dingtian asked.

"Ning Busi, your master's martial uncle, one of the grand elders of the Yin-Yang school.

He has been in seclusion for 20 years and didn't even appear at the Grand Ceremony. I didn't expect him to appear here, "Ximen Wuya said.

Yang Dingtian held his breath. This person was actually the martial uncle of his master, Dongfang Minmie. It was clear how powerful he was.

Ximen Wuya let out a long sigh and said, "It seems that the situation is worse than I imagined. I'm afraid tonight won't be peaceful."

"Hand me over, martial uncle." Yang Dingtian said, "Hand me over!"

Ximen Wuya gently shook his head and said, "How can I?

Don't be silly. "

Although his tone was calm, it was full of arrogance.

"City Lord Ximen, how have you been?"

A very ordinary voice rang out. It wasn't as sharp as before, nor was it as shocking as before. It was just the voice of an ordinary man.

However, after hearing this voice, Ximen Wuya's body suddenly shook. His wide sleeves shook violently. This was a reaction that Ximen Wuya had never had before.

"Martial uncle, who is this person?" Yang Dingtian asked.

"Zhu Qingzhu," Ximen Wuya said slowly.

Zhu Qingzhu, the leader of the Black Heaven Sect, the true overlord of the universe.

"Ten years ago, your master, Dongfang Minmie, was number one in the world, and he was number two."

Ximen Wuya said, "However, this person is very mysterious. Being number two doesn't mean that he is number two. This person is the most dangerous and powerful person in the world. If you meet this person in the future, you can't overestimate him. Do you understand?"

"Although I don't have any evidence, your master's tragic end is related to him." Ximen Wuya said, "Even he has appeared. It seems that tonight is not just for you."

"Martial uncle Ximen, is Yang Dingtian on your ship?"

Dongfang Bingling shouted in a crisp voice, "He is a prisoner of the Yin-Yang school. Please hand him over and we will let you go."

Ximen Wuya sneered silently. Then he said to the outside, "Yanyan, Ximen Yan, come in!"

The beautiful Ximen Yanyan walked in. Ximen Yan, the adopted son of Ximen City Lord, also walked in. Their faces were full of uneasiness. They even forgot their hostility towards Yang Dingtian.

"Yanyan, get me a basin of water," Ximen Wuya said.

"Yes, Dad."

Ximen Wuya walked to the corner of the room and got a basin of water. Because his hands were trembling, the water splashed onto the ground.

Jiang Songyang's voice came from outside.

"Ximen Wuya, do you think you will be fine if you hide inside?

We didn't rush in because we wanted to give you face.

I will count down from ten. If you don't hand over Yang Dingtian, we will board the ship. "

Yang Dingtian said again, "Martial uncle, hand me over!"

"Ten!"

"Nine!"

Outside, Jiang Songyang's counting was like chasing after a soul.

Ximen Wuya completely ignored Jiang Songyang's counting and Yang Dingtian's voice. He put his slender hands in the basin and carefully washed them. Then he shook them gently and took a towel to wipe them gently.

"The sea will definitely be dyed red with blood tonight," Ximen Wuya said.

"Yanyan, Ximen Yan, if I don't come back later, remember to bring everyone back to Cloud Sky City and immediately surrender to the Yin-Yang school. No matter how humiliating it is, accept it as long as the lives of everyone in Cloud Sky City are saved," Ximen Wuya said.

"Dad, no, I don't want to hear it. I don't want to hear it …" Ximen Yanyan desperately covered her ears and cried.

Ximen Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Godfather, we don't have to do this at all."

At this time, Yang Dingtian didn't speak anymore. He suddenly struggled out of bed and walked outside.

In order to live, he couldn't let Ximen Wuya die.

Ximen Wuya gently waved his sleeve and directly slapped Yang Dingtian into the air. He lay back on the bed and then took out a pill and stuffed it into Yang Dingtian's mouth. Suddenly, Yang Dingtian felt drowsy and his vision blurred.

"Silly child …" Ximen Wuya smiled faintly and said, "It's not my style to let others take you away like this. Of course, when I fall in the end, I won't be able to protect you. Your life will end here!"

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

Outside, Yin-Yang school's Elder Jiang Songyang had finished his countdown.

"Junior Brother Ximen, we're going to board your ship," Jiang Songyang said loudly.

"No, no, I'm coming," Ximen Wuya said. Then, he opened the cabin door and walked out.

"Dad, don't go out!"

Ximen Yanyan cried loudly. Then, she suddenly pulled out her sword and rushed out, saying, "Dad, I'll go with you. If we die, we die together."

Ximen Wuya waved his sleeve. A strong and gentle wind directly pushed Ximen Yanyan back.

The second wind caused Ximen Yanyan and Ximen Yan to both faint.

The third wind caused the cabin door to be closed.

*****

Ximen Wuya walked to the deck and saw that he was surrounded by several large ships.

In the surrounding few hundred meters of the sea, more than a dozen experts floated in the air and surrounded the large ship of Cloud Sky City.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Jiang Songyang!"

"Greetings, Junior Brother Wuying."

"Greetings, Martial Uncle Ning Busi."

Finally, Ximen Wuya bowed toward the darkness and said slowly, "Greetings … Sect Leader Zhu!"

Jiang Songyang said, "Junior Brother Ximen, you're finally out.

Is the Yin-Yang school's prisoner, Yang Dingtian, on your ship? "

"Yes," Ximen Wuya said. "But Senior Brother Jiang, may I ask what crime Yang Dingtian committed?

Even Martial Uncle Ning Busi was alerted? "

"He stole the Yin-Yang school's Flame Ring," Jiang Songyang said.

Jiang Songyang said, "And he's even wearing the Flame Ring with you, a traitor of the Yin Yang Sect. Isn't that a serious crime?"

Ximen Wuya pretended not to hear the hidden meaning in Jiang Songyang's words. He smiled and said, "Senior Brother Jiang, you must have misunderstood. I heard that Yang Dingtian didn't steal the Flame Ring. Instead, Senior Brother Dongfang Minmie personally gave it to him and appointed him as the successor of the Yin-Yang school.

And he even betrothed Niece Dongfang Bingling to Yang Dingtian. "

"Niece Dongfang Bingling is also here. May I ask if this is true?

Is there any falsehood in my words? "Ximen Wuya turned to Dongfang Bingling and asked.

Dongfang Bingling floated ten feet above the sea. Her snow-white dress was blown by the sea breeze, making her slender and graceful body look even more curvaceous. She was extremely attractive, like a fairy from the Nine Heavens.

Zhu Hongxue was by her side at this moment. The two of them looked like a perfect couple, a match made in heaven.

"That's right," Dongfang Bingling said coldly, "Yang Dingtian sent my father's last words."

Ximen Wuya said, "Then let me ask you, in the Chaotic Continent.

Does a father have the absolute right to betroth his daughter to a man? "

Dongfang Bingling said coldly, "Yes!"

Ximen Wuya asked again, "Then let me ask you again, in the Yin-Yang school.

Can the sect leader appoint a successor and give the Flame Ring to someone? "

Dongfang Bingling said, "Yes!"

Ximen Wuya's face showed a trace of anger. He said slowly, "Then I don't understand, since the Flame Ring was personally given to Yang Dingtian by sect leader Dongfang Minmie, then why do you keep saying that he stole it?"

Without waiting for Dongfang Bingling to speak, Ximen Wuya continued coldly, "I also don't understand, since Yang Dingtian is your fiance, it's fine if you don't respect him or love him, but why do you have to go in and out with other men?

Where is your chastity?

Not only do you have to go in and out with other men, but you also want to kill Yang Dingtian with other men?

You are murdering your husband, you should be hacked into pieces and destroyed by heaven and earth! "