Martial Arts Overlord

Chapter 1078: Chapter 1075: A Critical Moment, an Unexpected Arrival

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

As soon as the white‑haired old man stepped out of the Sword Array, three black shadows, carrying a fishy, foul wind, tore through the air toward him.

The white‑haired old man’s expression did not change; hanging in midair, he punched out with one fist.

Rumble!

A massive black fist‑gang over tens of meters wide suppressed forward; the three Demon Pythons’ bodies were crushed and exploded in midair, and a rain of blood poured down into the canyon.

Swish!

The white‑haired old man appeared behind the Single Horned Red Cloud Python and said to the black‑faced middle‑aged man, "Elder Lin, I’ll lend you a hand."

"I’m ashamed."

The black‑faced middle‑aged man smiled bitterly and nodded. Earlier he had boasted he would kill this Single Horned Red Cloud Python alone, and now he actually needed another’s help, which truly went against his original intent.

However, he also understood in his heart that with his strength alone, wanting to slay this Single Horned Red Cloud Python was already impossible.

"Let’s make a move!"

Without any wasted words, the white‑haired old man’s right palm instantly turned pitch‑black. He clenched it into a fist and blasted it out directly.

Chi!

The Single Horned Red Cloud Python had already sensed the newcomer. It opened its bloody maw, and a crimson pillar of light pierced out, boring through the black fist‑gang and shattering it to pieces.

At this moment, the sky suddenly rippled with a spread of azure light.

The black‑faced middle‑aged man behind also made his move. He slashed out with one blade; layer upon layer of Saber Qi, as if pulling out an azure curtain between heaven and earth, flashed once in the void and instantly appeared behind the Single Horned Red Cloud Python.

The Single Horned Red Cloud Python had no time to dodge. Its body was split open with a huge bloody gash. Having already given birth to intelligence, it knew it had reached a life‑and‑death juncture; a fierce light suddenly blazed in its eyes as its mountain‑thick tail swept horizontally out.

Rumble!

Heaven and earth trembled, and the two men and one python immediately clashed in a fierce battle.

The three of them were all equivalent to Spiritual Rotation Realm ninth‑layer peak experts. Fighting together, the commotion could only be described as earth‑shaking. With every exchange, the cliffs on both sides of the canyon shattered one after another; the churning air currents surged hundreds of zhang high, and even the eternally lingering violet‑red poisonous miasma above the canyon was shaken apart. Dazzling sunlight, for the first time in hundreds of years, shone down into this canyon.

At the canyon mouth.

Two figures who had been flying over halted at the same time and lifted their heads to look into the distance.

"Senior Brother Lu, that is..."

The youth in green clothes, seeing the violet airflow in the distant sky, had a trace of doubt and surprise in his eyes.

Lu Xiao Yun frowned slightly; his figure flickered and appeared at the canyon mouth. Placing his palm on the ground, he carefully sensed. A moment later, his eyes narrowed, and two sword‑like sharp rays shot out from his pupils.

"Someone is fighting inside the canyon. Looks like someone got there first."

"Senior Brother, you mean the Single Horned Red Cloud Python?"

The green‑clothed Martial Artist’s gaze flickered.

"Come, we’re going in."

Lu Xiao Yun tapped his foot on the ground; his figure shot out like an arrow. The green‑clothed Sky Sword Pavilion disciple closely followed behind.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

The two of them were both experts in the middle stages of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. Traveling at full speed, their speed was unbelievably fast; in the blink of an eye they disappeared into the canyon, vanishing without a trace.

...

Deep within the canyon, Luo Feng concealed his presence, carefully observing the two men and one python locked in a chaotic battle in the distance.

The black‑faced middle‑aged man and the white‑haired old man were both Spiritual Rotation Realm ninth‑layer peak experts, and the Martial Arts they cultivated were anything but simple. Luo Feng guessed they were likely earth‑rank Martial Arts. Every casual move carried the power to shake mountains. If it were an ordinary ninth‑rank top‑tier Demon Beast, in front of these two, it would likely be slain within just a few breaths.

But what stood before them was not an ordinary Demon Beast, but a powerful Demon Beast with ancient Divine Dargon bloodline.

The Single Horned Red Cloud Python’s strength was so great it exceeded imagination. One against two, it actually only slightly fell into the disadvantage.

And this was still its combat strength while heavily injured. If it were at full strength, Luo Feng was certain these two Spiritual Rotation Realm ninth‑layer peak Martial Artists would be instantly killed in a single exchange.

One had to know, this Single Horned Red Cloud Python had slain a True Yuan Realm expert.

"In another moment, the outcome should be decided..."

Watching the fierce battle in midair, Luo Feng said silently in his heart.

The Single Horned Red Cloud Python was heavily wounded, while the black‑faced middle‑aged man and white‑haired old man were clearly battle‑hardened experts. Every strike they made targeted vital points, all aimed at the python’s old wounds. After a bout of fierce fighting, the Single Horned Red Cloud Python’s injuries deepened, and its Demon Qi obviously grew feeble.

The moment the Single Horned Red Cloud Python perished would be the best time to fight over the Demon Core. Luo Feng tightened his focus to the utmost, ready to act at any time.

Huh!

Suddenly, he felt a faint sense of something and, without hesitation, hid himself deep within a pile of rocks, completely suppressing his aura.

Just as he concealed himself in the rocks, the sound of something tearing through the air came from afar.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Two figures skimmed close to the ground, slicing through the air, churning up waves of air behind them that emitted sharp, piercing booms.

"Lu Xiao Yun!"

Seeing who it was, Luo Feng’s heart shook.

The commotion from the battle was too great, so it wasn’t strange it would attract others’ covetousness. He just hadn’t expected the newcomer to be Lu Xiao Yun.

"Senior Brother Lu, it’s the Single Horned Red Cloud Python!"

Lu Xiao Yun and the other Sky Sword Pavilion disciple both had their thoughts drawn to the Single Horned Red Cloud Python and did not notice Luo Feng hiding nearby.

Lu Xiao Yun nodded. Gazing at the colossal serpent shadow between heaven and earth, his pupils slightly contracted, and a faint trace of excitement flashed deep in his eyes.

So the matter of a Demon Python transforming into a Flood Dragon was not just empty talk.

In that case, his breakthrough to the True Yuan Realm was just around the corner!

As far as he knew, among the six great Golden Palaces of the Six Southern Domains, only the top of the Ten New Dragons, the Sky Sword Pavilion’s number one disciple, the "Heartless Sword" Jian Wuji, had broken through to the True Yuan Realm half a month ago.

If he could obtain the Single Horned Red Cloud Python’s Demon Core and refine it, his cultivation might even surpass Jian Wuji. Then at this year’s New Dragon List conference, the seat of the head of the Ten New Dragons, the number one expert of the Six Southern Domains, would definitely belong to him, Lu Xiao Yun!

At this time, the other Sky Sword Pavilion disciple noticed the situation inside the Sword Array. When he saw the Crown Prince, his face showed slight shock.

"Senior Brother Lu, it’s the Crown Prince."

Lu Xiao Yun glanced at the Crown Prince and said calmly, "I’ve already seen him."

"It seems the two who fought the Single Horned Red Cloud Python that day are the Crown Prince’s people. If we rashly step in, we’ll definitely offend the Crown Prince..."

The green‑clothed youth pondered, his gaze somewhat hesitant.

"So what if it’s the Crown Prince."

Lu Xiao Yun snorted coldly and said indifferently, "Kings and marquises, in my eyes, Lu Xiao Yun’s eyes, are nothing but fleeting clouds. Don’t say it’s only the Crown Prince here; even if the King of the Canglang Dynasty himself were present today, I would still have to take the Single Horned Red Cloud Python’s Demon Core!"

The green‑clothed Martial Artist’s expression changed in shock. Remembering Lu Xiao Yun’s character, he said nothing more.

As they spoke, Lu Xiao Yun walked inward.

The Crown Prince had long since noticed Lu Xiao Yun. The Single Horned Red Cloud Python before him was already at the end of its rope; he hadn’t expected that at this most critical moment, someone would arrive.

If it were someone else, it would be fine; the other party would likely scruple over his identity and not dare act recklessly. But it just had to be this Lu Xiao Yun.

This person and that audacious Luo Feng were both called the two legendary geniuses of today’s Flowing Cloud Region. Their styles of action were even similarly unfathomable, hard to predict. They probably wouldn’t put him, the Crown Prince, in their eyes.

Although he knew in his heart that Lu Xiao Yun had come here with ill intent, the Crown Prince still harbored a trace of luck. Wearing a smile, he opened his mouth and said:

"Lu Xiao Yun, what are you doing, coming to a place this dangerous?"