Martial Godly Emperor

0When Meng Yu flew a certain distance away, the Qi had already disappeared.    

    

However, he suddenly stopped!    

    

"That aura, it's very strange."    

    

He turned around and looked at where he had been sitting at the small stream.    

    

"Only now do I understand what that aura is."    

    

"Karmic Art."    

    

Previously, he had thought that it was someone's Spiritual Consciousness, but now he remembered that it was a Karmic Art.    

    

"Someone is looking for me?"    

    

After standing there for a while, he did not see anyone following him. He continued flying forward.    

    

After flying forward for a while, when he was about to fly out of the place where the small stream was, he suddenly stopped.    

    

Outside, the External Heavenly Dao whistled. It continuously entangled itself with the local Heavenly Dao. They clashed and fought with each other. The space continuously cracked and fell, and the devastating smoke and sharp blades flew everywhere.    

    

He did not immediately walk out. Instead, he stood where he was and waited quietly.    

    

If he walked out now, he might be dragged into the conflict between the foreign Heavenly Dao and the local Heavenly Dao.    

    

A few cultivators glanced outside and came to a stop.    

    

Meng Yu looked above his head. The small, watery stream was flowing on top of his head, creating layers of ripples that did not fall.    

    

The small stream seemed to have been squeezed together by the local Heavenly Dao and the External Heavenly Dao in the sky to form this kind of balance.    

    

"Senior brother, I want to go over quickly."    

    

A pretty Female Cultivator with red lips and white teeth pulled the hand of a tall Male Cultivator and said.    

    

"From what I can see, it might take a few days for the outside world to be more peaceful. Let's wait here for three days."    

    

As Male Cultivator said that, he pulled the pretty Female Cultivator to a nearby corner.    

    

Meng Yu and the other cultivators had also dispersed. They sat to the side and waited patiently.    

    

They had encountered situations like this many times.    

    

The people here all had a feeling that they would not take the initiative to talk to others, nor would they take the initiative to investigate the identities of others.    

    

However, the next day, a yellow-clothed Female Cultivator who had suddenly walked over and said to him, "Senior Brother, may I ask if you are alone?"    

    

Meng Yu looked up at Female Cultivator and did not say anything.    

    

Female Cultivator pursed her red lips and said in a trembling voice, "I was followed. I found a dozen people to seek protection and they did not care about me... And those people who paid attention to me made an unreasonable request to me..."    

    

"My sect's sworn enemy used the Karmic Art to track me. I want to go with senior brother. I wonder if senior brother can agree to it..."    

    

Meng Yu looked at her again and said faintly, "Where are you from?"    

    

"I, I..."    

    

She wanted to say something but stopped herself.    

    

"Can I not say it out loud?"    

    

Meng Yu nodded. "Sure, it's not a problem even if you don't say it."    

    

After saying that, he closed his eyes and ignored this person.    

    

Female Cultivator was about to cry.    

    

"Why aren't you guys paying attention to me?"    

    

She looked around and walked towards another Male Cultivator.    

    

After talking for a while, Male Cultivator's voice became louder. "Unless you sleep with me, no talking."    

    

Female Cultivator felt wronged and sat on a nearby rock.    

    

No one paid attention to her.    

    

Three days later.    

    

Meng Yu stood up and walked out with the other Male Cultivator.    

    

Outside, the External Heavenly Dao had gone somewhere else, so it was safe for the time being.    

    

"I am from the 'Fire Sword Manor'. I wonder if I can follow you like this?"    

    

After walking for a while, Female Cultivator walked over and asked.    

    

Fire Sword Manor?    

    

Meng Yu sized her up.    

    

Female Cultivator's front and back were protruding, her chest was full, her yellow clothes were fluttering, and her long hair reached her shoulders.    

    

However, she wore a black mask on her face, so it was hard to tell what she looked like.    

    

"How can I prove that you are from the Fire Sword Manor?"    

    

He asked.    

    

The Fire Sword Manor was a sect established by Daoist Huo Jian a hundred thousand years ago.    

    

It wasn't considered a top power, but its strength was slightly weaker than the Fallen Star Monastery.    

    

Although the Fire Sword Manor had a close relationship with the Ning Family, they didn't join the battle in the Misty Mountain this time.    

    

"This is my token in the sect."    

    

She took out a black token with a fire sword engraved on it and showed it to Meng Yu.    

    

"So it's a Supreme Elder."    

    

Meng Yu looked at it and nodded.    

    

Her Cultivation Level only had three Holy Lotus, which was one realm lower than Meng Yu's.    

    

"Just follow me."    

    

Meng Yu said in a flat tone.    

    

He did not ask what her name was.    

    

"Senior brother, there is a Silver Snow Mountain in front of us. I heard that there are some treasures there. There might even be an Immortal Weapon there. Not many people know about this..."    

    

Meng Yu said indifferently, "Thank you for telling me."    

    

Soon, the two of them walked forward, one behind the other.    

    

This path was still considered safe, but sometimes, they would encounter small groups of External Heavenly Daos, or those smoke blades.    

    

The mist was hazy, and the space was shattered.    

    

Meng Yu had seen several huge cracks in the sky that extended all the way to the depths of the ground.    

    

After walking for five days, they didn't say anything. They just kept flying forward at an extremely fast speed.    

    

On this day, they arrived at a mountain peak. On top of it, there was a waterfall that poured down from the cracks in the sky onto the peak. Broken water balls splashed in all directions.    

    

This scenery was very beautiful, but most of the cultivators who came here didn't have the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery.    

    

Meng Yu just wanted to find a place to sit down and treat the wounds on his body that had been injured by the smoke blades.    

    

At this time, he sensed that blood was slowly flowing out from the broken space in midair. Not long after, it condensed into a Blood Man with fuzzy facial features and walked towards them.    

    

"Gu Meier, stop right there."    

    

The Blood Man let out a loud shout and stepped on the cloud to come over.    

    

"Luo Xuan, you are really like a dark cloud that will never dissipate."    

    

The yellow-clothed Female Cultivator said with a sneer.    

    

However, a trace of fear flashed across her beautiful eyes.    

    

The Blood Man seemed to ignore Meng Yu and flew all the way to the yellow-clothed Female Cultivator and Gu Meier. It coldly said, "You killed my brother. This debt must be settled now."    

    

Gu Meier took out her treasured sword.    

    

The Blood Man looked like a swaying human figure. He smiled and said. "With your Cultivation Level, you should be able to block more than twenty of my attacks. If I am lucky enough to cripple your Cultivation Level, then I will let you experience the pain and despair of being born a woman. "    

    

Gu Meier smiled and said, "You talk too much nonsense. Why don't we all fight to the death now?"    

    

She proudly straightened her chest and did not have the intention of asking Meng Yu for help. Perhaps, she felt that with this person's iron heart, he would not help her, so she was too lazy to waste any more saliva.    

    

The two of them fought in the blink of an eye.    

    

Meng Yu looked at the two of them. The Blood Man was the Void-returning Stage "Wu Tian" Cultivation Level, which was much higher than Gu Meier's Cultivation Level.    

    

When they fought, Gu Meier quickly fell into a disadvantageous position.    

    

Meng Yu's eyes were as cold as water.    

    

He was wondering if he should help this person. After all, Daoist Huo Jian was the leader of his Sword Dao. Besides, Daoist Huo Jian had saved Xia Ting before.    

    

"Ah..."    

    

After a dozen of attacks, Gu Meier was injured by that man's blood sword and fell from the sky.    

    

"Very good, I do not want to kill you in a hurry."    

    

The Blood Man chased down from the sky, "I want to cripple your Cultivation Level first!"    

    

However, at this moment, Meng Yu flew up and blocked the Blood Man with his sword.    

    

"This woman, I have taken a fancy to her. If you continue to move, you won't be able to get past me."    

    

Meng Yu said coldly while holding the Purple Dance Sword in his hand.    

    

The Water-filling Sword had been damaged during the battle with Mu Ji and the other two monstrous geniuses. A gap had appeared on it, and it had been kept by him. He wanted to see if it could be repaired.    

    

The Blood Man Luo Xuan looked at Meng Yu coldly, "Kid, do you want to be a hero and save the damsel in distress? With your Cultivation Level, aren't you thinking too much!?"    

    

Gu Meier spat out a mouthful of blood and flew to Meng Yu's side, saying, "Senior brother, thank you for saving me. This person is called Luo Xuan. Be careful, he has a very powerful master called Immortal Wei Changtian."    

    

It was Wei Changtian?    

    

Meng Yu stared at the Blood Man Luo Xuan as if he was looking at a dead man.