Ming Cult's Light Summit!
In the main hall, Yang Xiao looked at the Ming Cult's disciples as they recounted everything that had happened to Yan Qingcheng in Dongguang County. His expression was one of shock.
However, unlike Wudang Sect, Zhao Min, and the others, he was more worried than shocked.
Originally, although the situation of Ming Cult's branch in Cangzhou was not very optimistic, there were still eight volunteer armies around. Wang Baobao could not even take care of himself, so he would not place his attention on Ming Cult's branch.
As long as Yan Qingcheng did not attract too much attention during this trip to Cang Province, with Wei Yixiao and Yin Tianzheng protecting him from the side, they could easily rescue all the disciples from the Cang Province branch.
But now, the situation was completely different from before!
As soon as the Sect Leader left the mountain, he killed the disciples of Mount Hua and Mount Kunlun, revealing his whereabouts and attracting the attention of everyone in Jianghu. He even provoked the pursuit of Shaolin, Emei, Mount Hua, and Mount Kunlun.
Outside the small town in Cangzhou, the Cult Master had killed another 300 Yuan soldiers and 500 rebel soldiers. Such a huge commotion had already attracted the attention of both parties. The situation was already extremely grim.
Now, the Sect Leader had killed six thousand Yuan Dynasty soldiers in Dongguang County. This must have caused a huge commotion in the court. Wang Baobao would definitely not let such a huge loss go!
Yang Xiao was deep in thought. The five loose cultivators had also heard the news and hurriedly rushed over.
"Left Emissary Yang, you also received the news?”
Zhou Dian looked at the messenger disciple beside him and quickly asked. Their expressions were mixed with joy and worry. It was obvious that they had already thought of what Yang Xiao had just thought.
Yang Xiao frowned and nodded. He looked at the five loose cultivators and said,"Yes, I just received news that the Ming Cult's branch has become the target of public criticism. Cult Master has probably become a thorn in the side of the few large sects, the Revolutionary Army, and the Yuan Imperial Court.”
Monk Peng, who was dressed in black, said in a deep voice," No, nothing must happen to Cult Master. We'll secretly rush to Cangzhou now and help Cult Master!”
"Good!"
Yang Xiao nodded and turned to instruct the messenger disciple,"" Pass down my order. Have the Five Banner Division disciples of the Ming Cult gather in the main hall. We'll pack up and go down the mountain now. We'll secretly head to the Azure Continent to meet up with the Cult Master. This operation must be kept a secret!”
"Yes, Left Emissary Yang!"
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In the pugilistic world, in the court and in the public, Yan Qingcheng's actions had caused a huge uproar. However, at this moment, he was unaware of what was happening in the outside world.
In the bamboo forest.
The long sword was like a ray of light, and its aura pierced through the rainbow!
The raging Sword Qi caused Yan Qingcheng's white robe to flutter in the wind. The withered leaves on the tree branches that had not fallen for a long time were also swept down by the Sword Qi!
"Ding…" Thirteen Lethal Swords "8th move, proficiency 94%, Mastery Stage!”
The ninth time!
Yan Qingcheng had been cultivating this sword technique for the past few days. At this moment, a thin layer of sweat had already formed on his temples. However, he did not look tired at all. The internal energy in his dantian was still flowing endlessly, surging like a tide.
Swoosh!
He waved his sword again. The cold and sharp sword qi left an extremely deep gully on the ancient tree three feet away!
"Ding…the eighth move of" Thirteen Lethal Swords ". Proficiency 97%. Mastery Stage!”
The tenth time!
"Ding…the eighth move of" Thirteen Lethal Swords ", proficiency 100%, perfection realm!”
After practicing this set of sword techniques, Yan Qingcheng would be able to reach the Perfection Realm within six times of the first seven moves. When he reached the eighth move, he could clearly feel that the speed of improvement had slowed down.
He wasn't surprised by this. After all, he was only at Houtian second stage, and this " Thirteen Fatal Swords " was a tenth grade sword technique. It was of a very high grade. The further he cultivated, the slower his speed of improvement would be.
His eighth-grade cultivation technique, the Heaven and Earth Great Shift, had only been cultivated to the fourth level, the Small Success Realm.
He had practiced all the way to the ninth move. Every time he practiced it, his proficiency could only increase by 2%, but the power was getting stronger and stronger!
Finally!
Swoosh!
The cold light on the Chun Jun Sword surged, and sword qi condensed!
The sharp edge was like a stream of light, tearing through the air as if it wanted to tear the air apart. The majestic aura caused Yan Qingcheng's white robe to flutter!
"Ding…Tenth Grade Sword Technique, Thirteen Lethal Swords, Ninth Move. Proficiency 100%, Perfection Stage!”
Yan Qingcheng lightly tapped his toes and landed on the ground. The ancient sword in his hand had already been sheathed.
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