Urban Martial Saint

Chapter 1596 - 1596: The Martial Uncle Is Captured

The nine Gate Masters of the South Ridge Sect, when they were inside the Demon Hideout Cave, one of them was killed by the Corpse Ghost Dragon. Now only eight Gate Masters remain, and aside from the Grand Sect Master, the other seven have joined forces, forming the Seven Kills Formation to battle against Prince Nalan and his master uncle.Hearing the Grand Sect Master's call, these seven men shouted in unison, giving their all to block these two Peak Masters.

"Hahaha..." Prince Nalan laughed aloud and said, "What can you achieve by fighting desperately? Although the Seven Kills Formation is powerful, the strength of this formation has its limits, at most capable of confronting one Peak Master. Now with the two of us here, even if you fight to the death, the result will be the same. The gap in power is a chasm you can never cross!"

Listening to Prince Nalan, the people of the South Ridge Sect turned red with anger yet found themselves helpless. Under the fierce attacks of Prince Nalan and his master uncle, the people of the South Ridge Sect were continuously repelled, and the Seven Kills Formation was unable to withstand, being broken was merely a matter of time.

The Grand Sect Master stood by, witnessing the situation, and was immensely anxious. However, facing two Peak Masters, they had no other methods apart from the Seven Kills Formation.

"Break for me!" Suddenly, Prince Nalan shouted, advancing a few steps forward, directly breaking through the defense line of the seven men. He reached out, grabbed the person in the front, and forcefully flung him backward.

Seeing that the person was about to be slammed into the ground, the Grand Sect Master quickly jumped over, striking the person's back forcefully, finally neutralizing the impact of Prince Nalan's throw. He jumped into the battle, standing in the spot of the person from before, trying to mend the broken Seven Kills Formation.

However, Prince Nalan had seized the opportunity and would not let them easily repair the Seven Kills Formation. He shouted, using both hands to grab two people, and pulled them in front of him.

"Master Uncle, block them!" Prince Nalan shouted, dragging the two people back over ten steps, completely removing them from the Seven Kills Formation, making them unable to complete the formation again.

Over there, Prince Nalan's master uncle had already charged over, single-handedly fighting against five experts of the South Ridge Sect, and even had the upper hand.

"Hahaha…" the master uncle laughed loudly and said, "The few of you, better honestly reveal the secrets inside the Demon Hideout Cave, and I will give you a chance of survival. Otherwise, I will let you experience the world's pain, making you seek death but cannot find it!"

The five Gate Masters of the South Ridge Sect had icy expressions, and the Grand Sect Master gritted his teeth, suddenly roaring: "Eight Demonic Gods of Heaven!"

Once again, the move Eight Demonic Gods of Heaven was used. As the Grand Sect Master's voice fell, from all directions suddenly surged seven Grand Sect Masters, joining the previous one, making a total of eight people, rushing toward Prince Nalan's master uncle. This move was used before in front of Ye Qing and was considered the Grand Sect Master's trump card, generally not used lightly. But this moment, he was utterly desperate, and indeed had no other way.

"What a move, Eight Demonic Gods of Heaven!" The master uncle's eyes widened with joy and said, "Indeed a Secret Technique of the Great Demon King. It seems, you really obtained the martial arts left by the Great Demon King from inside the Demon Hideout Cave, and thus you know the secret of the Demon Hideout Cave!"

As he spoke, the master uncle also rushed forward to meet the eight Grand Sect Masters, both palms striking directly at the Grand Sect Master in the center. His strength was formidable, and his insight keen, instantly recognizing that the Grand Sect Master in the middle was the true body.

Seeing Prince Nalan's master uncle taking action, the Grand Sect Master's face also changed drastically. He was only a Top-Level Master, but the other was a Peak Master; the gap in strength was too vast. A head-on confrontation would surely result in severe injury. Yet, at this point, retreating was impossible, he could only close his eyes, grit his teeth and charge forward.

"Hehehe…" the master uncle sneered continuously. Fully aware of his strength, this palm was enough to severely wound the Grand Sect Master. Thus, he was arrogant, completely disregarding the Grand Sect Master.

However, just as the two were about to collide, another person suddenly rushed out from the side, surprisingly another Grand Sect Master.

The master uncle was taken aback, and asked in surprise, "When did the Eight Demonic Gods of Heaven have a ninth clone? Forget it, no matter, as long as I injure the true body. No matter how many clones there are, without reaching the peak, they're still illusions!"

Actually, the Grand Sect Master was a bit puzzled too, even he didn't know what exactly happened. However, he had no time to think about it now, as he had already collided with the master uncle. With the clash of four palms, he was directly sent flying backward, continuously vomiting blood, suffering severe internal injuries.

"Big brother! Big brother!" The other Gate Masters of the South Ridge Sect hurried over, fumbling to support him.

At this moment, all eight avatars rushed to the Master's side, and seven people's palms were placed on the Master's body, yet they did not cause him any harm. In fact, even Ye Qing's power, if attacked by these eight avatars, would not get hurt, let alone Prince Nalan's Master.

However, the strangest thing was the eighth avatar, the last to appear, didn't attack Prince Nalan's Master, but directly reached out and pressed on the Master's head.

Being pressed on the top of his head by this avatar, Prince Nalan's Master's complexion immediately changed, yelling angrily, "You're not his avatar, what exactly are you!"

"Hahaha..." The Grand Sect Master on top laughed wildly, and his body suddenly transformed, becoming a short-statured person.

"This..." Prince Nalan saw the Corpse Ghost Dragon, his complexion also changed, exclaiming, "Corpse Ghost Dragon!?"

The person pressing on the Master's head was precisely the Corpse Ghost Dragon. He had been hiding in the shadows, always looking for an opportunity. When the Grand Sect Master exhibited the Eight Demonic Gods of Heaven, he finally found a chance, quietly used sorcery to confuse people's minds, making people think he was also an avatar of the Grand Sect Master. And he took this opportunity, rushed to the Master's side, and pressed his hand on his head.

The sorcery practiced by the Corpse Ghost Dragon was extremely evil, although he had not recovered his strength, he was far from being a match for Prince Nalan's Master. However, as long as he pressed his hand on the Master's head, everything would be under his control. Don't look at Prince Nalan's Master who was continuously roaring, but at this moment, he couldn't even move a finger, only felt the Inner Strength in his body being constantly siphoned away by the Corpse Ghost Dragon, and he himself couldn't stop it!

"Thirty years have passed, I didn't expect anyone in the world to remember me!" Corpse Ghost Dragon laughed looking up, coldly glanced at Prince Nalan, and said, "Hmph, I recognize you, you're Nalan Yong's grandson! Hmph, back when your grandfather took you to Nanyang, he also visited me!"

Prince Nalan's complexion greatly changed; of course, he remembered these things. The Corpse Ghost Dragon lived for over three hundred years, totally an ancient figure. Don't look at Prince Nalan who was over a hundred years old, but in front of the Corpse Ghost Dragon, he didn't even count as a great-grandson.

"Jingwei, save me... save me..." The Master's voice became weak, the True Qi in his body was constantly being drawn away by the Corpse Ghost Dragon, and he had no power to resist, he could only seek help from others.

"Come on, come save him!" Corpse Ghost Dragon laughed looking up, said, "Young one, come before me, let me take a good look at you, let me see how much Cultivation Power you have compared to your grandfather!"

Prince Nalan glanced at the Master, then looked at Corpse Ghost Dragon, suddenly turned and ran, not daring to stay here at all. He knew very well the power of the Corpse Ghost Dragon; facing such a character, let alone him, not even all Five Unmatches of the World together could contend with the Corpse Ghost Dragon. If he went to save his Master, the result would be losing his life here, he certainly wouldn't risk his life to save someone!

Seeing Prince Nalan turn and run, the Master's face instantly changed, he gritted his teeth, roared madly, "Nalan Jingwei, you traitor who dishonors teachers and ancestors. You called me out, made me work for you, risk my life for you, and in the end, you sold me out. Nalan Jingwei, if I survive this time, I will definitely slaughter your entire Nalan Family, not leaving a single one of your so-called Imperial Family descendants, I will kill all of the Nalan Family!"

By this time, Prince Nalan had already run far. Although he could hear the Master's shouting, when it came to his own life and death, he would absolutely not stay even a moment.

While Prince Nalan was desperately running away, the remaining eight from the South Ridge Sect didn't dare to stay at all, helped the injured, and fled swiftly. On the scene, only the Corpse Ghost Dragon and Prince Nalan's Master pressed under his hand were left!

Although Prince Nalan's Master cursed a few times, venting his anger, his heart grew more anxious. Because he knew very well what fate awaited him next. The True Qi in his body was continuously being siphoned away by the Corpse Ghost Dragon, and he couldn't resist at all. If this continued, his life would be completely ended here.

"Grand Master, please... please spare me..." Prince Nalan's Master pleaded tremblingly, "I... I have not offended you, you... you don't need to kill me like this, do you?"

"Hehehe..." Corpse Ghost Dragon sneered repeatedly, said, "Indeed, you have not offended me. But who said Corpse Ghost Dragon needs a reason to kill?"

Prince Nalan's Master suddenly lost his words, feeling the True Qi in his body decreasing more and more, his heart grew more panicked.

"Grand Master, please spare me, as long as you let me go, I... I'm willing to serve you, do anything for you..." Prince Nalan's Master pleaded tremblingly, facing death, he didn't care about dignity anymore, the only thought now was to survive.