Chapter 242: Taking on Two at Once (Vote for Monthly Ticket)

The mountain wind howled.

Yang Ge strode against the wind towards the Holy Fire Hall, and with each step forward, his aura intensified, commanding the terrifying QI energy that pulled the elements of heaven and earth, causing the winds to rage and the clouds to surge.

"Amitabha..."

The black-robed old monk standing atop the Holy Fire Hall gazed at the rolling dark clouds that blanketed the sky. He put his palms together, chanted the Buddha's name, and said slowly and solemnly in the way only an elder could, "The Zhao Family regards human life as grass and poisons the living. Time and again, they have plotted against you, Mr. Yang. Why should you abandon your home and livelihood, facing life and death for the Zhao Family's sake?"

Yang Ge did not reply, he swung his sword toward the Holy Fire Hall, unleashing a blade energy that burst forth like a ribbon, piercing straight through the Holy Fire Hall.