Chapter 530
Chapter 530: Meeting At Dong Mountain
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
At this moment, Gao Da thought he was flying .
He flew over the layers of green forest in the middle of the great Dong Mountain and faint mist in the forests . He flew over the arrows that had been fired high . He flew higher and higher .
The higher he flew, the furtherer he saw . In that instant, Gao Da saw the mountain gate at the foot of the mountain . He saw the long stone path, blood stains on the stones, flashes of knives in the forest, and the sword shadow by the stone path that was like a venomous snake .
Then, he fell down heavily, breaking through countless branches before landing with a crash on the wet floor of the forest . He almost fell off the steep cliff .
Gao Da gave a muffled grunt and used the zhenqi in his body to forcefully resist the attack . He bounced up again like he was full of springs . His hands gripped the hilt of his long knife tightly . Raising his foot, he got ready to charge once more onto the deadly path .
With one move, he felt all the bones in his body had shattered at the same time . A grunt came through his nose . The pain was impossible to endure . At the same time, two streams of blood leaked out from his nose .
Gao Da's legs turned to water . Unconsciously, he turned his hand to stab the long knife into the ground to support his body . Unexpectedly, as the tip of the knife came in contact with the muddy ground, it shattered into countless pieces of metal in an instant .
Amidst a crisp clanging sound, Gao Da fell miserably into the mud in the forest . The knife at his side had shattered . All he held in his hand was a pitiful remnant of the knife hilt . His eyes were full of shock and fear . He appeared unspeakably pitiful .
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He had been sent flying by one person and one sword .
As Fan Xian's personal guard, Gao Da had the strength of a level-eight ace . How mighty was he when he had forced back the enemies along in the Northern Qi Palace? Even among the Tiger Guards in the Palace, he could be considered one of the top . However, he had unexpectedly been swatted aside like a mosquito .
Gao Da looked at the sword light on the distant stone path with a complicated gaze and darkness in his heart .
Fan Xian had taken them, the seven Tiger Guards, far away from Danzhou . They had unexpectedly been brought by the Emperor to Dong Mountain . Following that, there was the assassination of the Emperor . As a Tiger Guard, his first and foremost task was to protect the Emperor's safety . Although Gao Da didn't know that Sir Fan junior had already slipped down the precipice, he still led the other six Tiger Guards into the larger group of palace guards . They began to carry out a merciless massacre on the steep stone path .
With over a hundred Tiger Guards guarding one mountain path, logically speaking, there wasn't an ace in the world who could break through and ascend the mountain .
However, there were always a few existences that didn't follow logic . For example, the Qing Kingdom's Great Grandmaster Ye Liuyun, who had dissolved into a flowing cloud and passed over earlier . Or, the man holding a sword and killing all in his path as he focused only on what was in front of him . His sword intention had already reached a peak .
Gao Da swallowed the slightly sweet saliva in his mouth and forcefully calmed his breathing . The noises he could hear from the stone path were becoming weaker and weaker . He knew that his brothers had probably already died by the hand of that Great Grandmaster .
The most foundational requirement of a Tiger Guard was loyalty to the Emperor . Even though they knew that the person in front of them was the most powerful in the world, they stood with unswerving determination on the stone path in front of the Emperor's body . Spraying out blood for a just cause, their chests were split open . Undaunted by perils, they refused to take a single step back .
Gao Da's first reaction t was that he should charge over and stand, once again, in front of that terrifying man and become another roaming spirit under his blade, even if he had already suffered heavy injuries and his sword had shattered into little pieces .
However, in this instant, Gao Da hesitated a little .
On the long stone path covered with blood, countless Tiger Guards had tried a seven-person surround, using the techniques learned during daily practice to defeat a ninth-level ace . All their hard work was in vain . The sword that seemed to be from the underworld and carried a relentless energy danced round lightly . It was burdened with a heavy air of murder . It chopped through their knives, arms, and heads .
The reason Gao Da was able to survive, even after flying out, was because, he had been affected by two years of Fan Xian's influence . Involuntarily, his merciless knife carried a faint mark of Fan Xian's little tricks .
He no longer killed mercilessly and refused to retreat . Thus, even though he still could not hold out against one attack from that man and his meridians had been attacked and split by the sword intent, he still survived .
Since he had survived, was he going to go back and die? No!
A strange light flashed through Gao Da's eyes . Sir Fan junior had said countless times that in all matters, one had to first preserve their own life . Only then was there a chance to correct things . Dong Mountain had been surrounded . If he charged out once more and died on the stone path, that wouldn't fix anything .
He used his hand to cover his mouth . Fresh blood flowed out between the cracks in his fingers and didn't make a single sound . He looked down below the woods . The rebel army's defensive blockade had relaxed a little because of the arrival of the two powerful figures .
Gao Da gritted his teeth . His eyes were filled with unswerving determination . He decided he was going to find an opportunity to break out .
From the moment he made this decision, he was no longer just a Tiger Guard of the royal family . He had no idea how much shock this decision of his would bring to the world in two years .
Drip, drip . Drops of blood slowly dripped down . It was a very slight noise, but seemed ear-piercing to the point that those present felt that sound of blood dripping was better at cleaning up one's spirit than the sound of the clock in the old temple behind them .
The blood was dripping from the tip of a sword .
This sword rose slowly and passed over the last level of stone stairs and appeared in front of everyone on the summit of Dong Mountain .
The sword was very normal . Nothing unusual could be seen . Even the hilt of the sword was casually wrapped with a layer of hemp rope and appeared rather old and tattered .
It was this ordinary sword and the not very reflective blade of the sword that emanated a chill and a power . It made one feel fearful, particularly as the blood on its blade slowly collected at the tip and then slowly dropped down . It seemed to make those who were watching feel that the blood on the tip of their hearts was also flowing out of their body .
Their faces all became pale . Then, they saw the hand and person who held this sword .
He wore a straw hat and hemp clothing . His figure was not big and tall . On the contrary, he appeared to be small and short .
This was at complete odds with Ye Liuyun's image of being carefree and unconcerned with the mortal world . This man, because of the smallness of his body, tattered hemp clothing, dirt and blood covered body, and bloody and broken sword in his hands, appeared incomparably wretched .
No one laughed because of this wretchedness . They knew that when he killed, he was merciless . Speaking in regards to the level of terror, he was even scarier than Ye Liuyun .
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Old Eunuch Hong looked peacefully at the wretched sword master on the steps and smiled slightly . He slowly drew back the tyrannical aura he had emanated . His entire body bent down . He returned to the appearance of being an elderly eunuch .
The Qing Emperor watched the stone steps with a cold expression . Looking at Ye Liuyun and the newcomer, he took a light step forward and calmly said, "Looks like Yunrui really put down the capital this time . Uncle, how could you go crazy with her? Family and country, family and country . To betray the country for your family, I had truly not expected this . "
Since the terrifying man was standing with Ye Liuyun, it meant that the most powerful and strange old creatures in the world had come together and made a decision . They could not allow the Qing Kingdom's most powerful Emperor to date continue existing .
Ye Liuyun smiled warmly but did not explain or defend himself .
Ever since the terrifying figure wielding a sword had come to the top of the precipice, everyone had fallen silent . They were terrified of disturbing of him . However, the Qing Emperor was not scared at all . He stared coldly at the hemp robe full of holes and mockingly said, "Sigu Jian, why are you not retiring in the Sword Hut? What are you doing at Dong Mountain? Look at your wretched appearance . Do you really think you won't have to pay after kill all of my Tiger Guards? An idiot will always be an idiot . After the Qing court cured your idiocy, it's fine that you didn't repay us . But, you just had to take your sword and forcefully kill your way up the mountain, using up all of your zhenqi . Looks like after all these years, your brain still doesn't work any better . "
A short man, an old and broken sword, and a body of wretched clothing had mercilessly killed his way up the stone steps and killed over a hundred Tiger Guards . In the entire world, there was only Sigu Jian who only concerned himself with what was in front of him, who pushed forward with compelling sword intent, and who protected Dongyi and the surrounding vassal states for 20 years with a single sword .
No one was disrespectful toward Sigu Jian . Only the Qing Emperor dared speak to him in such a tone . However, when the mocking words fell into the ears of those who listened closely, one could hear there was a sense of severity outside but fragility inside .
No one ignored the Emperor speaking to them . However, Sigu Jian couldn't even be bothered to glance at him . He only stared in a daze at old Eunuch Hong at the Emperor's side . Gradually, the eyes of this Great Grandmaster began to burn . It was as if he watched to pierce through the shadow beneath the straw hat and melt off old Eunuch Hong's pale face .
The small Sigu Jian opened his mouth . His voice was not like his body . It was bright like a great bell . His tone was relaxed but trembled slightly with excitement .
"It was you just now, right? What powerful zhenqi…" Sigu Jian stared at a daze at old Eunuch Hong . "I know Fan Xian has also taken this path . So, you are his teacher . That means the person who let out their power a dozen years ago in the Royal Palace in Jingdou was you . The rumors under heaven do indeed make sense . "
The Emperor of Qing Kingdom had been completely ignored by this Great Grandmaster . Although the Emperor was not angry, his gaze gradually became colder . Looking at Sigu Jian, he said, "You have tried to assassinate me three times, yet you've tragically retreated without even seeing my face . Did you receive an unexpected surprise today?"
It seemed that it was only right now that Sigu Jian heard what the Emperor had said . His gaze turned to him . Looking at the Emperor's face, he suddenly shook his head . "You are much worse looking than your son . What is there to look at?"
The Emperor smiled slightly, "Naturally, you are talking about An Zhi . You've met him before?"
Sigu Jian tilted his head and said, "I have a granddaughter disciple named Lu Sisi . Her sister had clearly been killed by Fan Xian . After seeing Fan Xian from a distance in Hangzhou, this girl completely forgot her hatred and became a love-struck fool . Every day, she's holding some "Banxianzhai Poetry Anthology" and reading it . Fan Xian, that pretty boy, must look pretty good . "
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