Song of Adolescence

Chapter 392 Thousand Men Sword Array

Cloudshuttle, Gentlefrost, Windsorrow, Maple Leaf, Butterfly, Vanished Shadow, Life Snatcher, Broken Trial, Jade Sceptre, Entwined Finger, Vast, Boundless.

The twelve swords from the Unrivaled Sword Casket had finally reappeared after a hundred years.

However, Luo Mingxuan had already slashed down with his last sword, and he had no way to retreat.

"Retreat!" Wushuang yelled angrily.

"Cut!" Luo Mingxuan also yelled angrily.

The heavy sword, Hopeless, slashed downwards and the twelve flying swords flew back into the sword casket at the same time. Wushuang grabbed the sword casket and retreated three zhang.

Wushuang\'s white clothes were already dyed red with blood. Luo Mingxuan\'s Hopeless sword fell to the ground and he fell to his knees beside it.

"They actually fought to a draw," Lu Yuzhai exclaimed in shock.

Huangfu Jue shook his head. "It\'s not a draw."

Luo Mingxuan spat out a mouthful of blood. "You won."

Wushuang shook his head with a bitter smile. "You\'re seriously injured, and I\'m not much better, so it\'s not a win."

"Just now, if you didn’t give way, my sword would have seriously injured you. Then, two of your flying swords would have killed me. But, you gave way. I should thank you for saving my life." Luo Mingxuan looked at Wushuang. "Why?"

"Because you shouldn\'t die here. We didn\'t come to Snow Moon City to kill people. We just want to invite you to step down and also to return our people to us," Wushuang said seriously as he stood up, leaning on the sword casket.

"Your people." Luo Mingxuan\'s expression changed slightly.

Lu Yuzhai walked over to Wushuang. "It\'s almost time." He looked over at Sikong Changfeng\'s fight. Although the five elders couldn\'t break through Sikong Changfeng\'s spear, they managed to trap him in their midst.

Wushuang sighed, and called out loudly, "Citymaster Sikong, you’re occupied over there and can’t leave. Who else in the city can speak for you?"

"Me." A gentle voice sounded, and Yin Luoxia, who was dressed in white-coloured light robes, floated down and landed on the city walls. She looked like an immortal descending from the Ninth Heaven. Everyone from Unrivaled City couldn’t help but swallow a gulp.

"After so many years, Luoxia Fairy is still so beautiful." Huangfu Jue smiled.

Yin Luoxia helped Luo Mingxuan up and nodded. "I saw you just now. Not bad."

"I still lost." Luo Mingxuan laughed bitterly.

"You’ve only just understood the Immortal Six Gambles technique. Practice a few more years, and who’s to say you can’t defeat him then?" Yin Luoxia raised her head and looked at Wushuang, "Thank you, Citymaster Wushuang. If you hadn\'t shown mercy just now, my disciple won’t have those few more years."

Wushuang shrugged. "I\'m also looking forward to fighting Luo-xiongdi again. But, today, we still have matters to take care of. I have a few requests, and I wonder if Fairy will agree to them?"

Yin Luoxia raised her eyebrows and smiled beautifically. "Oh? I wonder what kind of requests they are?"

"First. Snow Moon City is to relinquish the number one position in the martial world to Unrivaled City.

"Second, please hand over His Highness White Prince, whom you have captured, to Unrivaled City.

"Third, hand over my shifu, Song Yanhui."

Yin Luoxia took a step forward, still beaming with a smile. "First, our Snow Moon City has never claimed to be number one. Number one is what the martial world calls us. Even if we want to relinquish it, that’s up to the people of the martial world. Second, our Snow Moon City has never participated in the affairs of the imperial court. We have indeed sent a few of our young disciples to Heavenly Revelations, but they’re only responsible for protecting their friends. So, His Highness White Prince can’t be here. Third, who is Song Yanhui?"

Luo Mingxuan blurted out a laugh. "Yeah! Who is Song Yanhui?"

"Shifu did indeed come to Snow Moon City but he didn\'t go back. I can confirm this," Wushuang said sternly.

Yin Luoxia frowned slightly and glanced at Luo Mingxuan. "You’ve been staying in the Tower of Ascension all this time. Did you see him come?"

Luo Mingxuan hurriedly flapped his hand. "No… No."

"So." Yin Luoxia looked at Wushuang again.

Wushuang took a step back. "So there will be no negotiation."

"Leave the rest to me." Lu Yuzhai waved his spear. "Prepare for a seige!"

The disciples of Unrivaled City and the other sects all drew their weapons, and they were about to attack the city.

"Seige!" Yin Luoxia laughed. "Then, come on and try!" She waved her sleeves suddenly and yelled, "Raise array!"

Above the Lower Pass city walls, right before the city gate, a host of Snow Moon City disciples appeared suddenly. Every single one of them was dressed in white and armed with a long sword, looking incredibly handsome and suave.

Unrivaled City had its Five Cycles Sword Array and Snow Moon City also had its own sword array.

Thousand Men Sword Array.

The entire Snow Moon City, from the elders to the freshly enrolled disciples, all appeared at the city gate.

"On what basis are you worthy of entering the city?" Yin Luoxia sneered.

"Why are there so many disciples in Snow Moon City?" Huangfu Jue walked forward slowly, and called out, "That\'s because many sects in the martial world are willing to send their young disciples here to study martial arts. That’s all because of Snow Moon City’s good name and reputation. But, is the name of Snow Moon City worth giving up their lives for?"

"Huangfu Jue, you cunning old fox." Yin Luoxia scoffed coldly.

"There are disciples here from the Duan family of Jiangnan, the four great sword sects of Lingnan, the Tianshan Nine Sects, and more. Your sects were not even willing to participate in this dispute. I have here letters from the heads of your sects. As it is now, Snow Moon City has lost the support of Lei Clan Fort and Tang Clan. In addition, there’s only one of the three citymasters left, and even their head disciple is dead. They are no longer the Snow Moon City of the past. You all should also leave now," Huangfu Jue said loudly, staring at the Snow Moon City disciples.

But no one responded in words.

They responded with the sound of swords being drawn.

"Your sects are waiting for you to go back. You shouldn\'t die here!" Huangfu Jue shouted.

Above the city gates, another voice suddenly sounded. "We have paid our respects to our teachers of Snow Moon City, so we’re all disciples of Snow Moon City. You ask about our sects? Our sect is Snow Moon City!"

Huangfu Jue was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Have they gone crazy?"

"It\'s not that they’re crazy. You just have to understand why our Snow Moon City has always been called the number one city in the martial world. Because, this is the strength of character of my Snow Moon City." Yin Luoxia put away her smile, and shouted loudly, "Change, Sword Guard Formation!"

"Yes!" A thousand people shouted simultaneously, swinging their long swords in unison.

Xiao Jingxia, who was sitting in the carriage at the back, lifted the curtain and frowned slightly. "Thousand Men Sword Array."

Huangfu Jue sneered. "So what? What can you do, relying on this bunch of young disciples? Our Blood Mantle Pavilion and so many other sects are standing on the side of Unrivaled City. What are the chances of success for Snow Moon City? Why let them die pointlessly?"

"Is the Blood Mantle Pavilion a very impressive sect?" A young man in black appeared beside Huangfu Jue and patted him on the shoulder.

Huangfu Jue\'s body shuddered in shock. With his skill level, how could he not have noticed the approach of this person? He exclaimed, "Who are you?"

The young man smiled and said lightly, "Tang Ze.

"You may not have heard of this name.

"But I\'m from the Tang Clan. We, the Tang Clan, still support Snow Moon City."