Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 367 Is He My Only Opponent? (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)
The newcomer was none other than Liu Suifeng, known as "Sun and Moon in the Sleeves." He had one arm around Zhao Shirong's waist, as if the wind were blowing through the willow branches and gliding across the water.

The movement of willow branches in the wind is even faster than the moment the wind blows through them; the slightest movement of the willow tips is like the first ripples on the surface of water.

He dodged thirteen of the blood dragon's attacks.

That is equivalent to dodging Hongxiu's thirteen attacks.

Even Hongxiu's expression changed this time, and she exclaimed, "What excellent lightness skill!" As she spoke, the blood dragon dissipated, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.

“Of course, that’s good lightness skill.” Liu Suifeng put Zhao Shirong down.

I glanced at her secretly.

That gaze was as gentle as ripples on water, and as far-reaching as the horizon.

Then his gaze turned to Hongxiu, his gentle expression turning cold: "Ren Hongxiu, you shouldn't have laid a knife on your sister-in-law!"

Hongxiu smiled and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? If you want to kill me, come on up!"

"it is good!"

Before the word was even finished, Hongxiu suddenly noticed a flash of light from the corner of her eye as the blue shirt passed by with a "whoosh."

With a flick of her wrist, she slashed diagonally with her sword.

In an instant, Hongxiu's hair fell down.

Liu Suifeng stood to her side, his clothes torn, a knife wound running from his shoulder to his ribs, long but not deep, only a few drops of blood seeping out.

Liu Suifeng touched it with his hand and was shocked. He never expected that Hongxiu's knife would be so incredibly fast.

Hongxiu laughed again, "Impressive lightness skill."

Liu Suifeng respectfully replied, "I am not even as good as Miss Hongxiu."

After exchanging a few blows, seemingly about to die in the process, the two dared not be careless any longer. They stared at each other, one chuckling and the other smiling nonchalantly, but neither was in a hurry to make a move.

Suddenly, Liu Suifeng disappeared again!

When she appeared, she was already in front of Hongxiu.

He closed in!

Just then, the pale blue figure transformed into a flash of blades.

Where did the knife come from?
The knife appeared abruptly and was swung out suddenly, as fast as life after the age of twenty-five.

Every knife ages us, every knife pierces our hearts!
In an instant, he made sixty-eight cuts.

The knife, the knife, fell, but missed!

The red sleeves transformed into a blood-red shadow, twisting left and right, like a truth that has been repeatedly questioned yet proven in time, impossible to harm or damage no matter what!

brush~
Hongxiu flashed onto the carriage, carrying the demonic sword, and laughed, "Young Master Jun, your swordsmanship is just so-so."

"In the world of swordsmanship, it is indeed the Red-Sleeved Maiden who reigns supreme."

Although Liu Suifeng was still smiling, there was no longer a trace of laughter in his starry eyes.

Hongxiu laughed and waved her hand, saying, "I don't count, I don't count."

"Then, who should calculate it?"

"Ding'an!"

Liu Suifeng frowned, feeling uneasy: "Why do you say that?"

Hongxiu said with a grin, "He has a sword, a genuine number one sword in the world."

"You're not lying?"

Hongxiu raised an eyebrow: "Guess?"

Suddenly, a sinister laugh came from behind her: "What's there to guess?"

A fist as strong as iron appeared out of nowhere.

It hit the little beggar on the back!

A burst of fist energy erupted, like a thunderbolt, sending her flying with a resounding "bang!"
Inside the palace.

Ren Shaoyang pointed his finger, and a strange sound arose.

Tian Zheng's expression was solemn. He exhaled and flicked his sleeve. Inside his sleeve, his five fingers suddenly opened and closed, his strength shifting between hard and soft, changing three times to set up a triple defense.

Two hissing sounds.

The two forces intertwined, Ren Shaoyang pointing forward with his inner energy extremely thin and fine, possessing the delicate resilience of "a thousand-pound Zen" and the sharpness of "mixed sword energy".

The two forces collided, and wherever Ren Shaoyang's fingertips touched, it was as if a knife was cutting through Xuan paper. The force of the "flower-picking finger" disintegrated layer by layer, and its sharpness went straight to Tian Zheng's chest.

Seeing this, Tian Zheng slightly turned his body and struck Ren Shaoyang's chest with his palm. His attack came faster than Ren Shaoyang's, even though he was behind.

Ren Shaoyang smiled, gathering all his strength into a single strike, transforming his fingers into claws, and charged forward.

Seeing the "one-hit wonder" concentrated within, it was invincible.

Tian Zheng dared not confront him lightly, so he leaped aside, rolled up his sleeves, and dozens of finger gusts of wind seemed to wrap around Ren Shaoyang's wrist, while he secretly exerted force under his feet, and a great force surged to his fingertips.

The angle and distance of this move were perfectly controlled. Tianzheng used entangling and pressing as his method, which gave him a great advantage.

Unexpectedly, Ren Shaoyang used magic to twist and pull, and actually grabbed Tianzheng's forearm!

Tian Zhengbai's eyebrows twitched as his acupoints were seized, rendering half of his body immobile. He immediately launched a surprise attack, employing the "Su Qin Carrying the Sword" technique, and thrusting a finger from under his armpit.

But to everyone's surprise, Ren Shaoyang exerted force with his five fingers, causing Tianzheng's body to swell and ache on one side, rendering him unresponsive.

It should be known that Tianzheng's internal strength is the strongest among the righteous sects in the world. To suppress him is more difficult than ascending to heaven.

However, Ren Shaoyang combined the "Yi Jin Jing" with the "Great Vajra Divine Power". With the combination of these two supreme skills, his hand strength was so strong that it was irresistible. With a single grab, he could cause the blood to congeal and the meridians to block.

Seeing that the abbot was on the verge of death, the five elders immediately gathered around him, chanting Buddhist mantras, and gently offered him their hands together with their fingers curled inward.

"A lotus with five petals!"

The five old monks' withered, branch-like fingers gleamed with a shimmering white jade light.

Bao Can said, "It's finally time to make a move."

Bao Hua said, "It's been a long time since I've done anything."

Bao Feng said, "If we don't act now, we'll be too old to do anything later."

Baoyue said, "We must see what wonders this Yijinjing holds."

Bao Xue said, “Let’s test our strength by ‘embracing the world’ and see who is stronger!”

The five elders, embracing each other, uttered a unified "Oh," and chanted a verse with their palms together: "Amitabha." Then they opened their arms wide and embraced the Buddha.

In an instant, five white, misty energies surged forward like a raging storm!

This is the ultimate Shaolin martial art in this world—"Embracing the World"!
Tai Chan exclaimed, "Embracing the world, I have returned to the martial world!"

The Beggars' Sect leader, Qiu Wuyi, exclaimed excitedly, "With Shaolin's embrace, the world is at peace!"

Even Zhang Canjin and Wan Suiyu exchanged a glance and exclaimed in astonishment, "Shaolin Kung Fu, wow!"

But upon glancing again at the five elders in his arms, his heart sank once more:
"Damn it, the Shaolin and Wudang sects have terrifying foundations! Shaolin has produced five elders, and Wudang is said to have the 'Three Nine True Men'—Nine Lives, Nine Deaths, and Nine Doubts—still alive, besides Iron Cavalry and Silver Bottle. This is tough!"

On the other side, before the force of the attack arrived, a strong wind arose, and Ren Shaoyang was pulled by the sky, swaying like a catkin in a strong wind.

Suddenly, with his right hand raised, Tian Zheng's feet dangled in the air as he met the fingertips of the five elders!

The five elders' white eyebrows twitched, and they shouted, "Sword God Ren, this is going too far!" Then they opened their arms again and embraced Tianzheng.

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Since there are so many of you, I'll have to use a little trick." Suddenly, he leaped up, headfirst and feet in the air, and swung his Heavenly Sword at the five men.

The five elders were completely dumbfounded. They never expected that he would use Master Tianzheng as a sword. With two hissing sounds, Tianzheng's shoes shattered, and suddenly he spun around, his feet kicking in all directions involuntarily.

But then black sword energy shot out from the old monk's feet, each strike like a raging storm, sudden and relentless.

Seeing him perched high above, controlling his sword with incredible skill and danger, everyone gasped in astonishment.

As Tianzheng unleashed the black sword energy, he felt his legs accumulating boundless power, and the faster his body spun, the more ferocious his sword strike became.

He had practiced martial arts all his life, but he never expected that a single kick would be so powerful. After the initial panic subsided, he carefully sensed the internal energy flowing through his body and suddenly realized:

"This Yi Jin Zhen Qi circulates throughout the entire body, transforming external force into internal force, inexhaustible and readily available, directly approaching the unity of heaven and man. It is truly wondrous, beyond words!"

Instead of resisting, one calms the mind and carefully experiences the flow of true energy, allowing the body to be manipulated at will by Shao Yang.

Everyone was astonished to see Ren Shaoyang, using another's body, unleash his supreme swordsmanship, causing the Five Elders in his arms to retreat in defeat.

Just then, Qiu Wuyi shouted, "Sword God Ren, this isn't fair! How about releasing Master Tianzheng?"

Bao Can also said, "That's right, it's indeed unbecoming of you to control my nephew like this!"

Suddenly, Ren Shaoyang let out a long laugh and said loudly, "Fine, I'll release one person and fight them all!" As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked out with great force.

He suddenly lifted Tian Zheng up from the air and crashed into an ancient pine tree behind him.

This ancient pine tree was as thick as a person. It flew down from the sky and immediately became embedded in the trunk like a hanging painting.

This move shocked everyone, and before they could react...

A figure flashed and appeared above everyone's heads. Ren Shaoyang's sleeves fluttered as he unleashed a flurry of punches and palm strikes.

clap clap clap!
First, each of the six divine palms of the Yangtze River waterway was struck, and they flew backward like cannonballs, cracking and embedding themselves into the surrounding trees.

The figure flashed again.

A white shadow streaked through the air, striking Zhang Canjin and Wan Suiyu with two powerful palm strikes.

Zhang and Wan were shocked and quickly dodged while striking Ren Shaoyang's lower abdomen with their palms.

But to everyone's surprise, Ren Shaoyang remained calm and flicked his fingers together.

Zhang Canjin and Wan Suiyu felt the opponent's aura suddenly appear, like mercury spilling onto the ground, penetrating everywhere. Their internal energy collapsed instantly, and they felt powerless all over.

puff puff!

The two men's middle fingers exploded with a bang, leaving a huge hole in their backs.

In an instant, hundreds of black sword energies roared through the air and scattered in all directions.

Damn!
A clear, melodious sword cry rang out.

"Sword God Ren, watch out!"

Suddenly, Master Taichan shouted, and his long sword shot out, swiftly stabbing into his back.

Ren Shaoyang saw the incoming sword hidden in the rain, blending in with the raindrops, its attacks sudden and relentless. While dodging, he exclaimed, "Your swordsmanship is superb!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he unleashed the "Great Brahma Banner," his robe sleeves fluttering.

when!
Master Taichan felt a burning sensation in his tiger's mouth, as if his longsword had touched the wind and thunder, and half of his body felt a faint numbness, causing him to slow down his sword strike.

Taking advantage of the opening, Ren Shaoyang flicked his arm, which was as soft as a snake and as hard as steel, like a whip, and slashed at the old Taoist's wrist.

Tai Chan was in dire straits and extremely angry. Suddenly, he shouted loudly, twisted his body, and stabbed back.

His sword was long, and Ren Shaoyang's fist was heavy, but he intended to use this to make it seem like they were going to die together.

Ren Shaoyang smiled faintly: "He does have a good mindset." He immediately retracted his five fingers and flicked his middle finger as if to flick it out.

boom!
Tai Chan's longsword shattered into pieces, and then he felt a chill at his "Taiye" acupoint, as he had been struck by Zhifeng.

This finger strike was incredibly precise, completely unexpected, and he frantically tried to defend.

But then a figure flashed past overhead, and the person screamed, spitting out blood, and collapsed to the ground.

The next moment, a sharp, ringing sound suddenly rang out, and a bright, emerald light rippled in all directions.

Qiu Wuyi, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, wielded a green jade staff and swung it at them.

Ren Shaoyang laughed loudly: "Chief Qiu, is this the Dog-Beating Stick Technique?"

Qiu Wuyi, a man of imposing stature, also shouted, "Sword God Ren, you have excellent eyesight!" As he spoke, he wildly waved his jade staff, and thousands of green waves and layers of emerald screens rose and fell in the dark rain, creating a magnificent spectacle.

When Ren Shaoyang used the skill of "Sword Silk Crossing the Void", he was in mid-air, his figure sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing, sometimes appearing and sometimes disappearing, like a dragon reaching out its claws, which was fantastic and unpredictable.

The two figures, one in white and one in green, swayed around the field a few times before flying dozens of feet away.

Qiu Wuyi, having made no progress beyond a hundred moves, shouted loudly and gripped tightly with both hands.

With a "whoosh," the staff swept across several feet like a wheel.

"Excellent staff technique!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and clapped his hands lightly.

This palm strike, seemingly fleeting, was in fact like a raging torrent, unleashing a sudden storm.

Qiu was unintentionally struck by the force, his hand bones almost shattered, and he immediately lost his grip on the green jade staff. He was thrown backward three zhang and crashed into a large tree.

The huge tree, which required two people to encircle, suddenly trembled, and its leaves fell like rain.

Despite the pain, Qiu Wuyi leaped into the air, his ten fingers crisscrossing. When he landed, his fingers were full of emerald green leaves, which he then chopped off again.

Ren Shaoyang's figure vanished, dodging the leaves, and suddenly appeared in front of Qiu Wuyi, casually flicking his hand.

click!
Qiu accidentally spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was immediately embedded in the tree.

He tried to struggle, but the tree trunk held him tightly, and he couldn't move at all.

"Don't waste your energy." Ren Shaoyang turned and left, his voice coming back calmly, "This tree is infused with my 'Great Vajra Divine Power,' it's as solid as metal, you can't break free."

When Ren Shaoyang walked into the center of the field, all around, only the five elders in his arms were still standing; the others were either lying on the ground or had been knocked into the trees.

Bao Can shook his head and sighed, clasping his hands together: "Sword God Ren, I'm afraid only Yan Kuangtu can fight you in the world."

Ren Shaoyang smiled slightly, just about to speak.

suddenly!

Outside the palace gates came the sounds of shattering porcelain, the clanging of swords being drawn, the clanging of armor clashing, and the thumping of running and jumping.

With a loud crash, the iron gate swung open, revealing a throng of people outside, their swords and armor gleaming – the Imperial Guards had arrived once more.

Ren Shaoyang shook his head, his hands and feet motionless, and a tremendous force burst forth.

With a few cracking sounds, the tree embedded with the corpse of the Six Gods Palm suddenly snapped and fell down with a crash, causing water to spray everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, the six trees flew to the palace gate.

Bang bang bang!
The palace gates were nailed shut instantly, and the imperial guards were blocked outside.

Ren Shaoyang turned his gaze to the five elders.

Holding the five elders, he felt ashen-faced and unconsciously took two steps back.

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Are you saying that only Yan Kuangtu is my match?"

Bao Can wanted to say "yes".

He licked his lips, but his throat felt dry, and he couldn't utter a single word.

(End of this chapter)