The Blade-Wielding Legend-Chapter 1233 - 645: Duel in Luoyang

Crack!

Lv San, who was performing the Nuodance, suddenly stopped.

He looked toward the entrance of the cellar, his ears twitching slightly, without a trace of emotion on his face.

Lv San was always a cautious man.

Upon first meeting Li Yan, he had already thought of a retreat plan, using a kite to leap down the mountain directly.

Taking all the blame in Guanzhong, from the court's Captain Bureau to the local bullies in the pugilistic world, so many people tried to surround and capture him, yet couldn't even find his trace, which speaks volumes about Lv San's capability.

In such circumstances, how could there not be arrangements?

Unexpectedly, the assailants outside had used some spell unknown to him, evading the scrutiny of the rat swarm.

In an instant, the sound of wooden ball bombs rolling, the hiss of fuses burning, were growing louder in his ears.

Lv San, not panicking at all, stroked his waist, and a steel awl appeared in his hand.

Bone Flower, steel awl—these were his usual weapons, long mastered with ease.

Lv San gently tossed it, the steel awl rotated in the air, then grabbed its sharp end and hurled it abruptly.

Whoosh!

The steel awl whizzed through the air.

The corridor to the cellar was a slope.

The wooden ball bomb just rolled into the cellar, only to be shot away.

Lv San's strength was astonishing—it sent the wooden ball bouncing seven or eight meters high after leaving the passage.

At the same time, the fuse had just burned to its end.

The Japanese monk's pupils contracted, and he rolled over, dodging behind the wall.

Boom!

Flames roared, smoke scattered.

Dust and dirt splattered, instantly shrouding the surroundings.

From the dust, a figure suddenly emerged from underground—it was Lv San, eyes full of murderous intent.

He leaped swiftly, using the movement technique of Elephant Boxing, his body almost tilting.

With a "swoosh" sound, an arc of dust appeared on the ground, Lv San had reached the wall, lowering his body, aiming the Bone Flower below.

However, behind the wall, there was no one.

Lv San's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

He was at the Wushan Goddess Palace, unexpectedly building a three-story tower, but due to lack of preparation, did not activate the second Divine Skill.

The benefit was that the Hearing Divine Power was greatly enhanced.

His understanding of the language of birds, beasts, and plants was clearer, his hearing range stronger than Li Yan's.

He clearly heard sounds,

Yet, why was there no one?

Clang!

Just then, from behind, a blade's light whistled through the dust.

Lv San turned abruptly, pulling the trigger.

A loud explosion was heard, the figure opposite, along with the blade's light, shattered.

However, there wasn't even a trace of blood, only scattered wooden splinters.

On the other side, several hidden weapons turned into gusts of wind attacking.

Moreover, from the soil pile behind Lv San, a figure suddenly leaped out.

It turned out the attackers were two people.

Lv San didn't know that these two came from the Unity Sect.

Its core doctrine was the "Other Power Vow," chanting "Namo Amitabha Buddha" to be reborn in Pure Land, similar to the Maitreya Sect, encouraging civilian rebellion.

During the Warring States Period, Unity Sect organized armed uprisings called "Ikko Ikki" opposing feudal forces.

Due to easy entry and alluring benefits, many from Japanese Magic Veins joined.

Like these two monks, who were originally Kakashi ninjas, skilled in assassination.

They cooperated seamlessly, calculated human nature, and were extremely ruthless.

If faced by an ordinary magician, such a frontal and rear attack would be nearly unavoidable.

Nonetheless, Lv San remained calm, without moving.

Oh no!

The two monks suddenly felt a chill rising mysteriously in their hearts.

However, it was too late.

Buzz!

A roaring sound suddenly erupted in the darkness overhead.

The Eagle Falcon Lidong grabbed the demon gourd, swooping down rapidly from the air, a dense swarm of Poison Bees screamed out, like black clouds, enveloping the two monks almost instantly.

This was Lv San's arrangement.

Mouse Da and Mouse Er controlled the surrounding rat swarm realms.

The Eagle Falcon Lidong grabbed the demon gourd, launching a surprise attack from above.

Not to mention the Little White Fox hiding in the dark, ready at any moment to confuse enemies into battling each other.

It was a three-dimensional defense, without any gap.

The two monks thought that tempting Lv San to shoot would succeed, not knowing Lv San's true power was never firearms, but his numerous Spirit Beast companions.

In just a moment, the screams were drowned by the bee swarm.

Lv San didn't care, rather, he gazed into the distance, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.

Being attacked here likely meant other places were similarly impacted.

In such situations, all he could do was stabilize the Array Eye, trusting his companions.

Without hesitation, Lv San returned to the cellar.

Sure enough, in such a short time, on the Yin Chen Wood turtle statue, all green grass had withered, black smoke emerged again, and frost continued spreading around.

As Lv San's Nuodance sounded, the frost slowly retracted…

...…

Lv San guessed correctly, all Array Eyes were under attack.

But the speed of conclusion was quicker than on his side.

Tianjin Bridge was a mess.

Wu Ba's eyes were bloodshot, grabbing a Japanese monk's head with a large hand.

Beside him, it was already filled with wreckage.

Apart from the two Japanese monks, there were many men wielding sharp blades.

These were local Maitreya followers from Luoyang.

Attacking here, Unity Sect monks weren't ninjas, but true Pure Land monks, fluent in Han, inciting Maitreya followers to rush toward Tianjin Bridge.

With malicious intent, thinking if Wu Ba showed any mercy, he'd be dispersed by the mob.

But ironically, to Wu Ba, an enemy was just an enemy, no difference.

Below the bridge were many Maitreya followers.

Holding torches and blades, none dared approach.

Crack!

As Wu Ba crushed the Japanese monk's head, and lifted the nearby Tiger-Squat Cannon, the dense Maitreya followers below finally panicked, turned to run, dispersing in a frenzy…