653 No Match for Him on Green Mountain (2/2)

The straight sword lights were boring, tedious and weak even though they were fairly fast. Ada wondered why Jing Jiu dared challenge Fang Jingtian by traveling in such a boring and chaotic manner.

Thinking of all this, a large flame suddenly formed in his eyes.

The two sword lights met again.

Well…Jing Jiu seemed to be in a worse situation this time.

No matter whether Jing Jiu would admit it or not, Ada would insist that he thought Jing Jiu was on the verge of being defeated; so he had no choice but to help. Jing Jiu, as the sect master of Green Mountain, must feel grateful to him.

It was the time for him to strike, Ada thought.

Thinking that the history of the Green Mountain Sect would record such a heroic deed performed by the Master Principal Guard, Ada felt like he was to faint at the happy thought. He wagged his tail and was ready to leap into the night sky to sneak-attack Fang Jingtian…

All of a sudden, a soft paw landed on his head and pressed him to the ground; he couldn't move an inch now.

The paw was very soft and warm, and it felt very comfortable when it was on his head. But Ada was extremely horrified; the pupils in his eyes shrank to the size of a small pea, his white hair billowing out as he let out a dreadful and cautious shriek.

Damn it! Wasn't he one hundred miles away? How come he suddenly came here?

Damn it! How come he became so formidable in a few hundred years?

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The sword lights that were many times brighter than the starlight illuminated the hermit peaks.

In comparison to those hidden and intact marks in the sky, the ground in the hermit peaks was in a considerably worse condition; the ditches of one hundred feet deep and several miles long were everywhere, looking like scars covering the entire skin.

Dozens of peaks had been destroyed; but the manor caves in those peaks all had the green lights on.

If these two were to fight to the end, they wouldn't take the consequences into consideration when their lives were threatened. By that time, the sky and earth would rupture and collapse; what would happen to those elders of the previous generations staying behind death doors in the manor caves?

The Dead Dog was watching the fight in the hermit peaks; what he intended to do was to prevent such consequences from happening.

As soon as Ada snuck into the hermit peaks, the Dead Dog had noticed him.

Ada had often snuck into the hermit peaks and made a fuss many years ago. He was quite familiar with the surroundings here, but the Dead Dog was much more familiar with the place, not to mention that the Dead Dog had prepared for many years to guard against the cat.

As a result, the Dead Dog used his right front paw to press Ada to the ground when he was ready to leap up into the night sky and launch a shameless and powerful sneak-attack on Fang Jingtian.

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One was a huge dog, the size of a black mountain.

The other was a small cat, the size of a dandelion.

The difference in size and such a scene were quite amusing.

The Dead Dog didn't pay further attention to Ada after pressing him to the ground. The Dead Dog watched the two sword lights in the night sky quietly and closely.

The straight sword light traveled really fast.

The Dead Dog hadn't seen any sword light that could travel faster even though he had lived on Green Mountain for a great many years.

The bent and plum-like sword light was doing pretty good as well. Its sword will was swirling and unpredictable. No matter how fast the straight sword light traveled, it had a hard time finding the precise position of the bent sword light. On the other hand, the straight sword light had nearly been trapped by the bent sword light a few times.

”Meow?”

A weak cat cry broke out in the peaks.

The Dead Dog lowered his head and took a look at the white cat under his paw. The expression in his eyes was calm and amiable, but showed determination more than anything.

”I know Jing Jiu is the sect master, but I can't interfere with this fight, and neither can you,” said the Dead Dog in his mind.

Ada was aware that the Dead Dog hadn't learned the Two-Mind Connection from the Immortal Taiping, so he swore a few times in his mind as he thought that the Dead Dog and the Dark Phoenix had slaughtered a large number of Green Mountain disciples alongside the two brothers back then.

After that, Ada meowed loudly and confidently one more time.

The Dead Dog cocked his head and looked at Ada in surprise, bringing up a gust of night wind. ”How come Ada is hungry?” he wondered in his mind.

Ada meowed twice to confirm that he was indeed very hungry.

The Dead Dog thought about it for a while before he lowered his head and held Ada in his mouth. They went to a distant peak soundlessly as the night wind whipped up.

This peak was different from all the other hermit peaks; it was a barren stony mountain, devoid of weeds and plants.

There were many grottos in the cliff wall.

And there was a stone statue in each grotto.

Each stone statue represented a swordsman of Green Mountain who had failed to break through the Heavenly Arrival State and died in the hermit peaks.