Chapter 131: 130. This is Fire Dragon Skill! (6th update, please subscribe)
"Let them go? Impossible!"
Li Yue coldly drew the Iron Sword from his waist and with a simple swing, Sword Qi sliced into the ground at his feet, leaving a one-foot-long gash as if cutting through tofu. It was fortunate that he had stayed here today and hadn’t left immediately after blocking the Huan Cheng; otherwise, he would’ve suffered a great loss from Yang Lele.
Yang Xi was a genius that the entire Kao Shan Sect was striving to recruit. For her, the Kao Shan Sect was willing to pay any cost, even offering the condition to support the Yang Family in becoming the top family in Cangwu City.
If Yang Lele took her to the Immortal Sect, wouldn’t all their efforts be in vain?
Li Yue shouted lowly, tapped his toe on the ground, kicked off the wall with his right foot, and leapt up. Like an arrow from a bow, he dashed at Yang Lele, "Boy, give me your life!"
"Run!"
Yang Lele grabbed Yang Xi’s hand and ran towards the alley’s end.
He now only hoped there would be fewer people at this martial arts gathering so that his words could be heard by the people of the Immortal Sect.
Swoosh!
Sword Qi was slashing straight towards Yang Lele’s back.
In the blink of an eye, it was already extremely close.
However, at this moment, Yang Lele and Yang Xi reached the end of the alley, both of them pouncing forward and collapsing onto the bluestone pavement at the street’s end.
The imminent Sword Qi struck a stone, but it wasn’t a stone from the ground; it was a round stone held up and placed in front of Yang Lele’s chest.
"Sect Leader!"
Seeing the person holding the stone was Wen Ping, Yang Lele joyously got up.
Wen Ping casually tossed the bisected stone aside and said to Yang Lele, "Being chased by two at the 13th Realm, impressive... Is she your friend?"
"Friend." Yang Lele nodded, then led Yang Xi by the hand to retreat.
They didn’t proceed to the Thousand Layers Steps; instead, they just sat on the stone steps, panting heavily, only a mere ten meters from Li Yue, yet feeling relaxed.
Yang Xi was momentarily stunned, then pulled Yang Lele to get up, "Why are you sitting? Hurry up and run."
"No need to run, it’s safe now."
Yang Lele smiled happily and then glanced at Zhao Qing nearby, smiling blissfully again, though he seemed unaware that Zhao Qing didn’t even look at him.
Yang Xi didn’t quite understand Yang Lele’s assurance and looked repeatedly at Wen Ping, yet she couldn’t sense his Realm but recalled the stories about Wen Ping in Cangwu City. Wasn’t Wen Ping just a good-for-nothing Young Sect Leader who mingled with the idle disciples all day?
Yang Lele seemed to have noticed Yang Xi’s confusion and explained, "Rest assured, the Sect Leader can easily handle those two."
Yang Xi nodded hesitantly.
When Li Yue and the 13th Realm warrior from the Hundred Sects Alliance stepped out of the alley, Wen Ping was the first to speak, "Li Yue, long time no see, you’ve become uglier."
"Hmph, just showing off with words,"
Li Yue snorted coldly, standing at the alley’s mouth with his gaze tightly fixed on Yang Xi behind Wen Ping.
He then continued, "Wen Ping, I advise you not to get involved in this mess. Hand Yang Lele and that girl over to us, and we’ll leave."
Wen Ping responded, "And what if I refuse?"
"Refuse?"
Li Yue then swung his Long Sword a few times.
Even though it was just a few casual swings, the swordsmanship of Great Success was unmistakable, the sound of the blade tearing through the air incessant.
Yun Liao stepped forward, "Sect Leader, let me handle this."
"No need."
Wen Ping declined graciously.
Then Wen Ping looked at Li Yue and said, "I haven’t had a chance to look for you; you’ve delivered yourself instead. And chasing after our Immortal Sect disciple, well, I’ll just send you to meet King Yan."
"Haha!"
After the 13th Realm warrior from the Hundred Sects Alliance laughed, Li Yue also sneered, "Wen Ping, aren’t you afraid of being snapped by the wind?"
"Is that so?"
With that, the smile vanished from Wen Ping’s face.
He raised one hand.
A flame flickered at his fingertip, moving with its motion.
"This!"
Watching this scene from behind, Yang Lele and the others were all stunned.
Before they had time to be amazed, a Fire Dragon about ten feet long emerged from Wen Ping’s waist, circled his body once.
After rotating once, it pounced directly toward the 13th Realm warrior from the Hundred Sects Alliance.
"What is that!"
That man exclaimed and then casually grabbed something, hurling it at the Fire Dragon.
However, the item he threw merely passed by, unworthy of stopping the Fire Dragon even a step.
Ah!
The ten-foot-long Fire Dragon engulfed the warrior, who wanted to flee back into the alley, in an instant, shortly followed by a heartrending and brief scream from within the flame.
"What’s this..."
"Is this the Flame Skill?"
Qin Mo and the others, watching the scene, felt their eyes burning with intense desire.
Just then, Qin Shan’s ethereal voice came, "No, this is the Fire Dragon Skill used by the Fifth Layer Guardian; I didn’t expect the Sect Leader to be able to perform it."
"The Sect Leader has already made it through the fifth layer?"
"Maybe Sect Leader Wen knew it all along."
Qin Shan’s words reignited the crowd’s burning desire, and the Ten Layers Tower immediately appeared in their minds.
Especially Qin Mo, who had always fantasized about controlling flames, was exhilarated, having seen a 13th Realm warrior perish under the Fire Dragon Skill.
At this point, Li Yue peeked into the alley, then quickly withdrew his head, for there was now a pile of ashes on the ground inside.
"You..."
Li Yue, finding no way to retreat, leaned against the wall.
Wen Ping calmly said, "You can accompany him, forgetting that my father saved you."
A wave of his hand!
The Fire Dragon reappeared.
With its mouth wide open, it lunged directly at Li Yue.
Seeing this, Li Yue desperately swung his sword, then launched himself, racing towards the exit of Clear Water Street.
"Save me!"
As Li Yue cried out, he suddenly rushed towards an Inn’s entrance, and while passing the doorway, he grabbed hold of a little girl.
The sword was drawn to her forehead.
The little girl burst into tears, but after Li Yue barked harshly, she dared not make any sound, though tears kept streaming from her eyes!
Seeing this, Qin Shan said coldly, "What a scumbag."
The next moment, he shot forward and instantly stood before Li Yue. With one hand, he pinched Li Yue’s sword, then tapped Li Yue on the forehead with a finger.
Pow!
Li Yue was sent flying instantly.
"Profound!"
Li Yue, blood at the corner of his mouth, rose from the ground, eyes filled with fear.
"You can die now!" Wen Ping waved his hand, and the Fire Dragon rushed towards Li Yue; Li Yue attempted to escape immediately but wasn’t as fast as the Fire Dragon and was swallowed in an instant.
He was directly carried ten meters away by the Fire Dragon’s mouth.
Thud!
Then he crashed onto the ground.
Wrapped in the Fire Dragon, Li Yue screamed heartbreaking cries on the bluestone, his sword falling to the ground, heated red. The hand reaching towards the exit of Clear Water Street seemed to grasp for hope, but it was slowly consumed by the flames, turning to ashes, clutching nothing.
After ten breaths, Li Yue lay dead, leaving a pile of ashes on the ground.