Rebirth of the Innkeeper's Wife: She's Not to Be Messed With

Chapter 154 The Grand Elder of the Ink Moon Sect

On the other side, Grandpa Yun and Mu Yang, two experts, demonstrated their formidable strength.

Grandpa Yun's palms flew, and his powerful internal energy surged forth continuously. The surrounding sand and stones were stirred up by his palm force, forming a huge sandstorm that swept towards the enemy.

Mu Yang lightly touched the ground with one foot, and his whole body shot out like an arrow.

The internal energy techniques he unleashed were incredibly powerful; wherever he passed, the Mo Yue cult members were all sent flying backwards by the shockwave.

Just as everyone was fighting bravely, Su Jinyan keenly sensed the direction from which the aura of the Moyue Sect was strongest.

Without hesitation, he ran towards that place, and the crowd behind him followed closely.

Before long, a magnificent building came into view.

Standing before the building, Su Jinyan looked up at its tall and majestic figure, a resolute look flashing in his eyes, and shouted loudly.

"Today we will eradicate this evil place completely, leaving no place for the Moyue Sect to stand in the world!" With that, he took the lead and rushed into the building, followed closely by the others who filed in.

As they rushed into the interior of this mysterious and solemn building like a whirlwind.

The elders of the Moyue Sect, who were quietly discussing important matters in the spacious and bright hall, suddenly turned pale with shock, their expressions like those of a pool of spring water disturbed by a sudden disturbance.

However, these battle-hardened and knowledgeable elders of the Moyue Sect were no ordinary people. After a brief moment of astonishment, they quickly regained their composure.

The Grand Elder of the Moyue Sect gave a cold laugh with a gloomy expression, his tone icy and disdainful.

"Hmph, who exactly are you people? How dare you be so audacious as to trespass into the sacred grounds of my Moyue Sect without permission! You are simply courting death and overestimating your own abilities!"

As the elder finished speaking, he suddenly waved his hand.

In an instant, a series of hurried footsteps and shouts could be heard from all around.

Immediately afterwards, a large group of cultists dressed in black and wielding various weapons surged out from all directions like a tide.

In the blink of an eye, they surrounded Su Jinyan and his group.

Faced with this sudden encirclement, Su Jinyan and the others showed no fear whatsoever.

His face was ashen, his eyes resolute, and his right hand swiftly drew the incomparably sharp sword from his waist.

The moment the sword was drawn, a flash of cold light streaked across the night sky, like lightning slicing through the night.

Under the lamplight, the sword gleamed with a chilling light, as if proclaiming its power to the surrounding enemies.

"Stop spouting nonsense! Today is your death day!"

Su Jinyan roared, his voice deafening and echoing throughout the entire hall.

Before he finished speaking, he had already charged towards the enemy in front of him, taking the lead.

In an instant, swords flashed and shadows danced, and shouts of battle echoed through the sky.

This thrilling battle erupted instantly, with both sides engaging in an extremely fierce life-or-death struggle.

Su Jinyan's swordsmanship was exceptionally sharp; each strike was accompanied by the sound of wind breaking, and his momentum was overwhelming.

His figure moved freely through the crowd, as if he were in an empty place.

Wherever it went, the members of the Moyue Cult were unable to withstand its attack and fell into pools of blood with screams.

However, just as Su Jinyan's side was gradually gaining the upper hand, the members of the Moyue Sect were clearly not without the power to fight back.

It turns out that they seemed to have anticipated the attack and had secretly prepared countermeasures.

Suddenly, the seemingly ordinary walls began to make a series of cracking sounds.

Then countless arrows shot out from the holes in all directions like a torrential rain.

The sudden rain of arrows caught Su Jinyan's side off guard, and many of them were unable to dodge in time and were wounded by arrows.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and screams of agony rose and fell.

But Su Jinyan, as expected of a seasoned expert, had an astonishingly fast reaction speed.

The moment he sensed danger, he immediately stopped and scanned his surroundings with keen eyes, searching for the source of the attack.

In just a moment, he astutely discovered the hub of a control mechanism hidden in a corner.

Without the slightest hesitation, Su Jinyan's figure flashed, rushing towards the hub like a ghost...

The Grand Elder of the Ink Moon Sect, with a solemn expression, leaped into the air and personally stepped forward to block Su Jinyan's advance.

In an instant, two figures crisscrossed in the air, the sounds of fists and palms clashing were deafening, and each collision brought up a sharp gust of wind, making the clothes of the people around them flutter.

Su Jinyan's eyes were sharp as he stared intently at the Grand Elder's movements, searching for any weakness in his opponent's defenses.

Finally, he seized a perfect opportunity, and suddenly kicked out, slamming his leg hard into the elder's chest.

This kick was incredibly powerful, sending the Grand Elder flying several meters away.

Using the force of the kick, Su Jinyan sped towards the mechanism hub like lightning.

Just as it was about to touch the hub, suddenly, a dark shadow rushed in from the side like a ghost.

Su Jinyan was startled, but his reaction was swift. He drew his sword instantly, creating several dazzling sword flourishes, and precisely blocked the thunderous attack from the dark figure.

At the same moment, Xu Yan and Grandpa Yun broke free from their restraints with lightning speed and sped towards Su Jinyan like arrows released from a bow.

Their eyes met in the air, and in that brief moment, they understood each other perfectly.

They nodded slightly in acknowledgment, their tacit understanding suggesting they had collaborated countless times before.

Without hesitation, the two simultaneously unleashed their most powerful and secret techniques.

Xu Yan flashed, weaving through the rain of arrows like a ghost.

The longsword in his hand gleamed with a cold light, and each swing brought forth a sharp sword aura, cutting down the arrows that came flying at him.

Grandpa Yun clasped his hands together and muttered something under his breath.

In an instant, a faint light emanated from his body, forming an indestructible shield that protected him completely.

The arrows struck the shield with a crisp sound, but they could not penetrate the defense.

However, the enemy will clearly not give up easily.

More arrows came whistling in from all directions, like a torrential downpour.

But Xu Yan and Grandpa Yun were not intimidated by this terrifying offensive. They gritted their teeth, cooperated closely, and continued to resist wave after wave of dense arrow rain.

The two worked together seamlessly, advancing with difficulty while gradually getting closer to Su Jinyan, who was at the center of the battle.

Su Jinyan knew that time was of the essence and that he could not delay any longer.