At the entrance of the Huashan Sword Shrine, the confrontation between the Netherworld Sect Master and Yang Guo and his party was like the calm before a storm. The air around seemed to freeze, everyone's breathing echoed through the empty valley, and the tension was oppressive.
The Netherworld Sect Master was dressed in a black robe, his face was hidden under a deep hood, only his eyes showed a cold light, and his voice was low and powerful: "Yang Guo, although you are strong in martial arts, if you want to stop the Netherworld Sect's plan, I am afraid that it is a fool's dream." ”
Yang Guo held the long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword trembled slightly, as if in response to the firmness in his heart: "Netherworld Sect Master, the Heavenly Dome Divine Jade is related to the safety of the martial arts, if you cause a bloody storm for your own selfish desires, we naturally can't sit idly by." ”
Xiaolongnu stood beside Yang Guo, dressed in white and snowy, her eyes were clear, and her internal strength had quietly condensed in her palm, ready to support Yang Guo at any time. Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min were also on their own guard, and the four of them formed an impregnable defensive line.
Seeing this, the Netherworld Sect Master's mouth hooked up with a sneer, and then waved his hand. The disciples behind him scattered like ghosts, each on one side, faintly forming a circle of encirclement. Suddenly, a disciple raised his hand and threw several hidden weapons, and the sound of breaking through the air was sharp and piercing.
"Be careful!" Zhao Min snorted lightly, and his figure pulled Zhang Wuji to dodge with agility. Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu flashed their swords and knocked the hidden weapon to the ground.
Immediately afterward, the disciples of the Netherworld Sect surged like a tide, and the sword shadows were heavy, and the killing opportunities were everywhere. Yang Guo ran the "Thirteen Styles of the Firmament", and the swordsmanship unfolded, like a meteor outside the sky cutting through the night sky, and each sword accurately hit the opponent's flaws. The little dragon girl's palm wind was soft and sharp, and with every palm swing, a disciple was injured and fell to the ground.
The battle intensified, and the entrance to the sword shrine had been affected by the battle between the two sides, with rubble splattering and dust flying. At this moment, a sword light shot out from the Netherworld Sect Master's hand, pointing directly at Yang Guo's vital point. This sword was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye, but Yang Guo relied on his superior intuition to barely block the sword.
With a loud bang, Yang Guo felt a huge force coming from the sword, and the whole person was shocked to take a few steps back, and his arm was numb. The strength of the Netherworld Sect Master is indeed unfathomable, and this battle is destined to be extremely difficult.
However, just as everyone was in a bitter battle, a strange fluctuation suddenly came from the depths of the sword mound, as if something was about to wake up. Everyone's movements involuntarily paused, and their eyes fell on the mysterious depths. Could it be that this is the aura emitted by the legendary "Heavenly Dome Divine Jade"?
A look of greed flashed in the Nether Sect Master's eyes, and he knew that the critical moment was coming. He waved his hand to let the disciples continue to contain Yang Guo and the others, while he slowly walked towards the depths of the sword mound, intending to take the divine jade first.
Yang Guo knew that he couldn't let the other party succeed, he gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressed the surging qi and blood in his body, and stepped forward with his sword again. Xiaolongnu, Zhang Wuji, and Zhao Min also showed their own stunts, trying their best to resist the offensive of the Netherworld Sect disciples. They knew that this battle was not only about the life and death of individuals, but also about the future of the entire martial arts.
Chapter 5: The Clouds Disperse and the Moon Shines
As the battle continued, the scuffle in front of the sword mound reached its most intense moment. The duel between Yang Guo and the Netherworld Sect Master became more and more dangerous, and every sword exchange seemed to tear the heavens and the earth apart. Although Xiaolongnu, Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min resisted bravely, they were still in trouble.
At this moment of life and death, the mysterious fluctuations in the depths of the sword mound suddenly intensified, and a powerful force poured out from the ground, as if something was about to appear. Everyone couldn't help but stop the battle in their hands and keep their eyes firmly on the source of the fluctuation.
Suddenly, a dazzling light rose from the depths of the sword mound and illuminated the entire valley. In the light, a crystal clear jade pendant slowly rose, it exudes a soft and sacred brilliance, it is the legendary "Heavenly Dome Divine Jade".
Seeing this, the greed in the Netherworld Sect Master's eyes became even more intense, and he rushed towards the piece of divine jade. However, at the moment when his fingers were about to touch the divine jade, an invisible force shook him out, and his body fell heavily to the ground, and there was no more movement.
When Yang Guo and the others saw this, they were surprised in their hearts. At this time, the divine jade slowly floated in front of Yang Guo, and he stretched out his trembling hand and carefully caught it. He could feel a warm and peaceful power flowing into his body from the divine jade, healing his wounds.
Then, the light of the divine jade gradually dimmed and turned into an ordinary jade pendant. Yang Guo took it into his arms and turned to look at Xiaolongnu and the other companions, their eyes full of doubts and expectations.
At that moment, the clouds in the sky began to dissipate, and a bright moon showed its face. The moonlight sprinkled on the sword mound looked particularly peaceful. Yang Guo looked up at the sky and felt something in his heart.
"The true power of the Heavenly Dome Divine Jade does not lie in itself, but in the goodness and justice that can inspire people's hearts." Yang Guo whispered, his words full of firmness and wisdom.
Xiaolongnu nodded slightly, she understood what Yang Guo meant. Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min also looked at each other and smiled, they knew that peace in the martial arts needed everyone to maintain, not rely on a certain treasure.
Since then, the threat of the Netherworld Sect has been eliminated, and Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu have decided to retire to the rivers and lakes, and they have established a simple residence on the top of Huashan Mountain, living a plain and real life. And Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min have also embarked on a new journey and continue to guard this legendary world of rivers and lakes.
Under the moonlight, Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu stood side by side, their swords lying quietly aside, no longer having any arguments and fighting. Their story has been passed down in the martial arts and has become an eternal legend. And their lives, like the moonlight in the night sky, are calm, but full of warmth and light.