Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path-Chapter 690 - 545 Crane’s Chant + - 546 Bright Moon Blade_3

Chapter 690: Chapter 545 Crane’s Chant + Chapter 546 Bright Moon Blade_3

"Brother, you jest, no matter how strong this blade is, how can it be stronger than your Overturning Sea Heaven-covering?"

Lin Huaiyu smiled with curved eyebrows.

Her favorite thing was the praise from Zhou Ping’an.

No matter how strong the sword technique or how great the progress, it couldn’t compare to her brother’s acknowledgement.

It was really because lately, every time she tested swords within the same realm, she was always suppressed and unable to exert any power.

Sometimes she doubted whether she was training incorrectly, feeling strong herself, but always feeling too weak when fighting with her brother.

It seemed like no moves had any secrets in his eyes.

"What I do is different, purely overpowering people with force, it’s really nothing much."

Zhou Ping’an spoke the truth, he actually didn’t feel there was anything to be proud of.

No matter how high the realm of sword technique, it was still built upon a massive amount of Wishful Thought Power. If he couldn’t surpass Lin Huaiyu in skill under circumstances of constant sudden enlightenment, then he might as well not cultivate.

"Brother’s sword technique has already reached the realm of ’Heavenly Will is Like a Blade’, if these four were facing you, they would probably be slain just with a breath, avoiding such bloodshed."

Lin Huaiyu’s gaze swept over the bodies of the four elders.

There was no sympathy.

Her spiritual cultivation had reached Heaven-Man Sensitivity and, illuminated by Mingyue, her perceptive ability had long since changed; these four elders had such substantial Resentment Qi, it was unclear how many aggrieved souls had fallen under their hands.

They were dead anyway.

The enemies probably didn’t know how many evil deeds they had committed behind the scenes with Tang Baoyu.

"The Four Elders of Feng are dead, couldn’t catch even a single blade."

"What is the story behind Bright Moon Blade?"

"Trouble, the Seventh Young Master Tang has been slapped, his teeth knocked out, disaster is upon us."

"Let’s leave, we can’t stay here long, otherwise, it’ll endanger the whole family..."

"We can’t leave, once we do, real disaster would probably strike, the Tang Family is not so easy to fool, better wait for someone to decide."

"Bang bang..."

Before the people could make a decision, outside Qunfang Courtyard, orderly footsteps sounded, and a large group of Armored Warriors, it was not known from where they emerged, hurried over, shouting loudly, enclosing Qunfang Courtyard from all sides.

Fortunately, although these people were drawing their bows and arrows, none actually shot, whether it was out of concern not to injure others in the courtyard, or worrying about accidentally harming the Seventh Young Master.

Tang Baoyu was bleeding from his mouth, his speech whistling, suddenly drew a long sword from his side, instead of advancing he retreated, shouting, "Stop them, don’t let anyone escape, they must all die."

As he spoke, he was still in mid-air, with a flick of his wrist, and launched a fiery red flare into the sky, which burst into a flag emblem.

"Whom can you stop?"

Zhou Ping’an chuckled, already at the doorway, reached out and pressed on Tang Baoyu’s shoulder.

Robust True Qi, like a sharp awl, burst into the acupoint on his shoulder, severing meridians and scattering the Dantian Qi pool, dispersing all his Gang Qi.

Fizz...

It was like deflating a ball.

The Seventh Young Master Tang opened and closed his mouth, his whole body went limp, his eyes filled with resentful hatred.

His own cultivation of Martial Intent Ninth Layer’s Gang Qi had been totally destroyed, his martial arts disabled.

Even his spirit was split in two by an aura sharp as a blade, cut into thin shreds.

"My Tang Family will not let you go."

"Ironic, because I will not let the Tang Family go either. Let’s guess who will come first, the Third Elder, Fourth Elder, or perhaps the Fifth and Seventh Elders. Or maybe your particularly protective Clan Leader grandfather?"

This statement made Tang Baoyu go cold all over.

The opponent unveiled the current remaining Elders in the Tang Family.

Even knowing confidential information of the Tang Family.

Second Elder Tang Shihong and Sixth Elder Tang Yuanqing’s death had just been made known, the clan was discussing how to deal with Zhou Ping’an, yet unexpectedly, this person already knew.

He looked at Zhou Ping’an, then Lin Huaiyu, his heart chilled, suddenly understanding something.

"You are Zhou, Zhou..."

"You wouldn’t expect it, but it’s time to test how much weight the Seventh Young Master Tang holds in the Tang Family."

Zhou Ping’an kicked, sending Tang Baoyu onto the high platform, forcing him into a kneeling position in the middle of the courtyard.

"Tell the Tang Family, if they want their Seventh Young Master’s life, bring ten thousand taels of silver. With Tang Baoyu’s worth, ten thousand taels isn’t expensive, right, who asked him to offend my little sister?"

"I..."

Little Fengxian saw all gazes turning her way, her face turned pale again, cried in fear: "Sister..."

"You should be happy, my brother hardly acknowledges little sisters easily, and you played the flute so well, he was moved." Lin Huaiyu smiled sweetly, but secretly rolled her eyes at Zhou Ping’an.

Thinking to herself that Brothers and Sisters are increasing.

It seems, need to find a way to keep brother’s heart chained.

Or give my body to him sooner.

But no, brother isn’t so superficial.

What he values more is a spiritual resonance, no need to worry too much.

"Here they come."

Just as she thought this.

Lin Huaiyu felt two enormous forces, mobilizing the atmospheric energy of heaven and earth, roaring through the sky like fire.

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