751 A Head-On Blow (2/2)

And then all in one strike.

A dull clashing sound came out of the divine chariot.

Countless turbulences of the Qi of Heaven and Earth burst out like tornados. The burnt veil flew on the field like charred butterflies.

The scripture which had been radiating endless brightness was torn into pieces, and flew in the autumn wind.

The body of the Great Divine Priest of Revelation reappeared in the divine chariot. He sat with his legs crossed, his body soaked in blood.

Eldest Brother's rod had hit on his forehead, and his Taoist Heart.

One single rod had caused incurable injuries on the Great Divine Priest of Revelation.

The blood wasn't very thick, and it might even seem a little thin. The blood flowed in the wrinkles on his face as if pouring rain had suddenly befallen a piece of dry withered land.

But he looked as peaceful as usual because he had seen the end when he first heard the zither.

Long ago, when the Buddhism Sect and the Haotian Taoism ambushed Ning Que and Sangsang at the Yuelun Kingdom and the White Tower Temple, they almost succeeded until the zither rang. And it was because of this sound that the whole story changed.

Most stories in the world would be replayed again and again.

”Mr. First was indeed true to the name. The Academy was ambushed in the Verdant Canyon; of course you've already set the coordinates. The Divine Palace ignored that, and of course we're going to lose because of ignorance.”

The Great Divine Priest of Revelation looked at the Eldest Brother and said.

Eldest Brother wondered why the Great Divine Priest insisted on talking to him at this very moment, but he felt it rude if he didn't reply. So he replied, ”And the Abbey Dean is arriving later on; I have to take the time to do something.”

The quiet carriage was not far away from the divine chariot.

Seeing the chariot burn and fall in ashes like autumn leaves, the Coalition Army burst into astonished exclamations, and the disciples of the Sword Garret paled.

Finally, the expression of Liu Bai changed, and he seemed not as peaceful as before.

Like his emotion at this moment, the sword resting on his legs also felt the threat. It had become alerted and excited. Half of the sword had unsheathed, vibrating and buzzing.

He had met Mr. First at the Sword Garret, in the autumn of two years ago.

He stood beside the pool and Mr. First was standing before him.

Mr. First could move across ten thousand miles freely, so could his sword.

So although he had summoned back the flying sword, he was still in peace.

Because he was sure that no matter how powerful Mr. First was, he couldn't be a threat to him.

And he was surprised at the progress that the scholar had made when meeting him again on the field before the green mountains. It was not until the divine chariot fell into ruins that he could make sure that...

The gentle and cultivated guy had learned how to fight!

A man who was good at everything, and could be the best in all fields except fighting had now learned how to fight. Could he be the best in the field of fighting, too?

Who was going to be his match?

Liu Bai reached out slowly to hold the vibrating hilt with joy and happiness on his face.

He had such a great competitor in the world, and that was something worth celebrating.

However, to his dismay, the fight didn't happen.

Eldest Brother had left. He played the killing melody with one single string and injured a Great Divine Priest with a wooden rod, later leaving quietly.

He came and left in a hurry.

And as for the reason of the hustle.

That was because of the Taoist who had shown up on the field before the Verdant Canyon.

The Taoist was dressed in black clothes.