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Chapter 270 All Die! Higurashi and Shiki



Chapter 270 All Die! Higurashi and Shiki

Chapter 270 All Die! The Cicada and the Devouring Jade

The Tomb of the Six Sages of Emperor Yan is located deep in Daze Mountain. It is a dark cave built against the mountain, while the entire mountain outside is carved into a giant human face statue of Shennong.

Normally, anyone who enters this place without permission will be punished at best, and shot dead at worst.

According to the rules of the farming community, only seniors with profound skills who have relinquished all external positions can enter the Tomb of the Six Sages, be promoted to elders, and wear the Nine Star Grass.

Once inside the Tomb of the Six Sages, they are cut off from worldly affairs, no longer concerned with any right or wrong, and exist solely to protect the very foundation of the farming community.

And they do seem to have succeeded in doing so.

The area outside Daze Mountain was completely surrounded. The disciples of the Farmer Clan were engaged in fierce fighting with the army dispatched by Hou Sheng. Several hall masters of the Farmer Clan had also narrowly escaped death under the targeting of the Six Sword Slaves.

However, the six elders who had lived in the cave for a long time knew absolutely nothing about it.

The six people continued to meditate and cultivate diligently around the Shennong statue in the cave.

……

"His Majesty has decreed that those six old bastards who participated in the attack on Lord Wu'an must die!"

"Stop him!"

As Wu Kuang attempted to head alone to the cave where the Six Sages' Tomb was located, a cold glint flashed in the eyes of Zhen Gang, one of the Six Sword Slaves.

Since the elders of the farming community do not concern themselves with right and wrong or worldly affairs, let them die peacefully.

After all, those six old guys had dedicated themselves to cultivation for many years, and their strength was still quite formidable.

If they form a united front and fight their way out, they might actually be able to escape a few of them.

As a top-tier assassin of the Luo Wang organization, Liu Jiannu didn't care about sparring with experts.

Any order from the emperor must be carried out in the most secure and successful manner.

The Six Sword Slaves are a unified whole, and they are strongest when they unite. However, over the years, they have been subtly influenced by the fortune of Ying Jing and have been constantly growing stronger.

Now, even one of them individually is no worse than an ordinary first-class Heavenly Rank!

snort!

Zhen Gang thrust his famous sword straight forward, like a bolt of lightning streaking across the night sky, with the speed of thunder.

Chen Sheng had no time to retaliate and could only swing his heavy sword, Juque, horizontally.

The sword tips met the blades, sparking dazzling flames. The two men's profound inner energy emanated from their bodies and manifested on the swords, resulting in a stalemate where they were locked in a contest of strength.

But the remaining five sword slaves did not stop. Their ghostly figures traversed the battlefield, chasing after Wu Kuang.

"damn it!"

Chen Sheng's face was grim, his bronze skin flushed with anger, but he was completely unable to break free from the fierce attack of Zhen Gang, a top-tier fighter.

Chen Sheng's strength is far from its peak, while Zhen Gang, who has been by Ying Jing's side for many years, has been nourished by luck and is now much stronger.

Given the ebb and flow of power, Chen Sheng was able to hold out for a long time without being defeated, which was due to his special physique and considerable divine strength.

"Kill the hell out of me! Killing one this year is enough, killing two would be a bonus!"

Tian Hu is indeed a bit of a tiger.

While the other leaders of the farming families had already realized something was wrong and were looking for an opportunity to break through, he displayed extraordinary bravery.

If Wu Kuang hadn't attracted the attention of the Six Sword Slaves, he would probably be a dead tiger by now.

"Be careful, find a chance to break through."

Tian Meng gave his not-so-bright younger brother a hard tug, and looking around, he realized that the Four Mountains Hall Master and the Zhu family were already fighting and moving, and had reached the edge of the valley.

Once they break through this defense line, with their martial arts skills, they will be free to roam as freely as fish in the sea and birds in the sky.

"no!"

After a brief trial, the Zhu family quickly made a judgment.

Even if the commanding general was a mediocre one, even if the soldiers' coordination was not very good, and even if they seemed to have never seen blood before and were somewhat timid and hesitant.

However, the grand formations of military strategists are still extremely terrifying!

By now, there are very few peasant disciples left around the Zhu family, and they can no longer rely on the Twenty-Four Earthly Branches to fight against the military formations.

Even if the Zhu family considered themselves to be masters of martial arts, they would not be able to break through such a blockade.

"Hahaha, don't even think about running away, just obediently become my general's credit!"

The general leading the Qi army stepped forward slightly and burst into loud laughter.

He had finally managed to get this opportunity to make a name for himself from the Prime Minister Hou Sheng.

With just a few thousand men, dealing with a mere martial arts sect would be no challenge at all!

Who knows, if this goes well, we might even forge a friendship with Changxin-jun.

Hou Sheng made a fortune every year, which made him quite envious.

Everyone knows that Lord Changxin is the most generous to his friends!

"A great opportunity, but it's unique to everyone!"

Seeing the general's somewhat smug appearance, Zhu Jia, with his short stature, gritted his teeth under his mask, and his true energy surged forth.

He spared no effort, spending twenty years of his skills, and unleashed his most treasured abilities.

In an instant, Zhu Jia's agile and short figure had transformed into hundreds or even thousands!

Each clone can perform the Three Minds and Two Minds Acupoint Strike.

In terms of fighting against multiple opponents, the Zhu family's move was undoubtedly the most powerful.

Although the power was dispersed and weakened, it didn't make much difference to these ordinary soldiers.

Each of Zhu's clones could easily take down the enemies around them.

Bang bang bang!

Soldiers kept falling to the ground after being struck on pressure points.

The sight of countless members of the Zhu family rushing out together was truly spectacular.

It's as if thousands of people suddenly appeared on the farm!

"What kind of martial art is this?!"

The general from Qi was somewhat stunned.

He only got to this position because of his family's influence and his flattery of Hou Sheng. He doesn't even have a solid grasp of basic military tactics, let alone such profound martial arts.

The fact that he could instantly transform into a thousand people was beyond his comprehension.

But the Zhu family was not stunned.

Having exhausted twenty years of his inner strength, if he fails, he will truly die here today.

Not missing the opportunity, Zhu Jia moved with incredible speed, his body already extremely agile, and he pointed a finger at his heart.

Immediately, the general was completely powerless and collapsed to the ground.

"Retreat, or die!"

Having sacrificed twenty years of hard work, Zhu Jia was now in great pain. He angrily confronted the Qi general who had fought for credit and ended up in danger.

"Retreat! Everyone retreat!"

The Qi general had come purely for the sake of merit and did not want to lose his life for it, so he hurriedly shouted.

"Tian Hu, now's the time! Charge out!"

Tian Meng's eyes gleamed; he had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

Although we were somewhat surprised by the Zhu family's hidden skills, breaking through the encirclement was the most crucial thing now.

"understood!"

"Brothers, follow me and kill!"

……

"It's here!"

Wu Kuang looked up at the circular pattern at the entrance of the cave ahead and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Once you enter from here, you can invite out the six elders who represent the family's heritage.

Without pausing, he arrived at the doorway and raised his hand, attempting to open the entrance.

But the next moment...

A cold voice had already rang in Wu Kuang's ears.

"From the moment I was targeted by the Net!"

"Death is your destiny."

The swords of the five sword slaves flashed across the sky, forming a tight sword net that completely sealed off the entrance to the Tomb of the Six Sages of Emperor Yan.

Facing the combined strength of five experts, some even more powerful than himself, Wu Kuang dared not be careless in the slightest.

He immediately raised his sword and swung it with the fastest speed and strongest power he had ever possessed.

But this was completely ineffective; there was absolutely no room for resistance.

He had barely raised his sword when a flash of light slashed his arm.

In just this one exchange, Wu Kuang already knew how powerful the Six Sword Slaves were, and that he was completely no match for them.

"long……"

He tried to make a sound.

But the next moment, a famous sword had already slashed his throat.

Before Wu Kuang could react, a continuous stream of sword light was already slashing across his body.

In just a moment.

boom!

In just a moment, Wu Kuang's burning body collapsed to the ground.

Blood kept oozing from the corners of his mouth and various parts of his body, staining the entrance to the Six Sages' Tomb cave red.

"In the end... it was still too late..."

In his final moments, his eyes remained fixed on the massive stone statue on the mountainside, refusing to close them.

Wu Kuang, die!

Unable to join Chen Sheng in proclaiming "Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?" as in history, Wu Kuang died outside the tomb of the Six Worthies of Emperor Yan.

But this is not the end of the story.

On the other side, the Zhu family captured a somewhat foolish Qi general, and the remaining leaders of the Six Halls finally broke through the encirclement.

But by then they had already scattered and fled in all directions.

"I can't believe I survived..."

The Master of the Four Mountains Hall sighed deeply, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead in a somewhat frightened manner.

"Yes, it's fortunate that the hall master survived all that."

A familiar voice suddenly rang out behind the Four Mountains Hall Master.

"Situ Wanli, you've arrived!"

The Four Mountains Hall Master was initially startled, but then breathed a long sigh of relief.

Situ Wanli is in charge of the Hidden Dragon Hall. Although his status is not as high as that of the six hall masters, he can still be considered one of the high-ranking members of the Farmer's Clan.

Now that they have escaped the blockade of the valley, although there are still pursuers, with Situ Wanli around, survival should not be a problem.

"Quickly, let's leave Daze Mountain. I never expected the Qi Kingdom to attack our peasant family. Although we've broken through, the pursuers are still dangerous!"

puff!

The sword pierced the flesh with a soft sound.

The Master of the Four Mountains Hall finally understood.

The traitor is here!

"you……"

He was trying to say something.

However, Situ Wanli had no interest in listening to his last words.

Without a trace of expression on his face, Situ Wanli coldly pulled a sword as thin as a cicada's wing from his body.

boom!

Another farmer's head has fallen, and the land of Dazeshan is stained red.

"Next……"

Situ Wanli withdrew the cicada from his hand and whispered something.

The next moment, his face regained its charming smile.

……

"Father, how are you?"

Zhu Zhong was the adopted son of the Zhu family.

At this moment, he was carrying the extremely weak Zhu family on his back as they frantically fled through the Daze Mountains.

"Ugh!"

Zhu Jia sighed deeply, his mask turning a mournful blue: "My body is fine, but all my martial arts skills are gone!"

The cost of creating a personalized experience for each person is enormous.

Twenty years of experience!

Even for experts like the Zhu family, how much skill can they still possess at their current age?

He was almost completely exhausted!

"what?"

"Godfather, you've lost your powers?"

Zhu Zhong was shocked and hurriedly put the Zhu family down next to the roots of a large tree.

"Losing your skills is not a big deal; preserving your life is the most important thing."

Zhu Jia frowned: "Although the Thousand Faces technique is impressive, if the Qi army hadn't been out of practice for so long, and if their general hadn't been so stupid as to expose his weaknesses in front of me, we would have had no chance of breaking through."

"It's not safe here yet."

"Don't stop. Let's leave Daze Mountain and get to a safe base first."

laugh!

While Zhu Jia was still talking eloquently, a strange and famous sword with a broken hilt and a blood groove on its blade resembling a crack suddenly pierced through Zhu Jia's back and through his heart. The blood groove on the blade, after drinking blood, seemed to glow red.

The Zhu family had no idea of ​​their adopted son's betrayal. The sword was sharp and swift, and blood immediately seeped from their mouths and hearts.

"It's...it's...you..."

Zhu Jia had just used the Thousand Faces technique, leaving him with very little power. Now, with another sword strike to a vital spot, he was almost too weak to even speak.

"Godfather, you've guessed wrong."

Zhu Zhong did not draw his sword, allowing the Zhu family to barely cling to their last breath.

"Since you've lost your power, why not borrow your life to help me reach even greater heights?"

Blood trickled from the corner of Zhu Jia's mouth: "My... skill... is almost gone. The position of Shennong Hall Master... was originally... yours."

But Zhu Zhong's face was full of sarcasm, and he showed no remorse whatsoever.

"Godfather, even if I kill you, that position will still be mine."

puff!

Zhu Jia finally couldn't bear it any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood, which spread across Zhu Zhong's face and clothes.

However, the latter remained calm throughout, simply drawing the famous sword from Zhu Jia's body and wiping the blood off the blade.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The sound of clapping echoed through the mountains and forests.

"The head of the Zhu family, who was able to break through the enemy lines of thousands of soldiers, would never have thought that he would die here."

Situ Wanli slowly appeared, holding a strange weapon, a pair of bronze axes. He looked at them, sighed, and shook his head: "That is your godfather. I never expected him to be so decisive."

Zhu Zhong didn't even look up, and said with a forced smile, "Likewise, like a cicada that remains still in winter, but then startles the world with a single cry."

"Who would have thought that such a large farming family would perish because of a tiny cicada?"

Situ Wanli looked at the strange sword in Zhu Zhong's hand and said noncommittally, "The Farmer's Clan is nothing more than a Jianghu sect. Trying to get involved in the games of those big shots is simply courting their own destruction."

"However, the Shi Gui sword is indeed very suitable for you."

The infiltration of the Luo Net into the peasantry was not without effect, especially with Situ Wanli acting as an inside agent.

Zhu Zhong, the adopted son of the Zhu family, was a subordinate developed by Situ Wanli, and he even obtained a famous sword called "Shi Gui" from the Luo Wang.


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