Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 98 Kaiyang Sword, Illusory Yin Finger (Seeking monthly votes)

"The rain hasn't started yet, so we can't relax for now. Keep a close eye on things."

Lin Wenjing raised her voice and shouted crisply.

"Yes, Seventh Senior Sister."

Thinking that the night patrol could end soon and he could go back for a good night's sleep, even the honest Dong Ning couldn't hide the feeling of relaxation throughout his body.

However, the rain hasn't actually started falling yet...

We cannot let our guard down completely.

This perfectly illustrates the saying, "A dark and windy night is the perfect time for murder and arson."

This was the moment when they were most likely to be attacked by thieves, so everyone became alert.

The wind howled.

The moon disappeared into the sky, and the light grew dimmer. Gradually, even with their eyesight and full internal energy, they could only see a radius of about three zhang around them.

As the leaves rustled, a soft "crack" sound of a branch breaking suddenly came from the right front.

"who……"

Lin Wenjing, the seventh senior sister, was the closest and reacted the fastest, walking at the very front.

The body rose and fell.

The pebbles and clods of earth beneath her feet flew out like a torrential rain, heading straight for the source of the sound.

At the same time, her body was as agile as a cheetah, her huge body stretched out, and she could cover six or seven zhang in two steps, and her long sword slashed out with a whoosh.

It emitted a dull, cracking sound.

Slightly slower than Lin Wenjing were Lu Wubing and his four companions.

Instead of charging forward, the group subtly shifted their stance, closing in on each other with their swords flashing...

The two unleashed their attacks, "Flowing Wind and Returning Snow" and "Autumn Leaves Before the Hall," their swords flashing, cutting off the path of any enemies that might appear from all directions, and firmly protecting Lu Wubing within them.

"It's a wolf."

As he felt the kitten in his arms slowly flatten its arched back, Lu Wubing finally understood what his seventh senior sister was attacking.
As the sword flashed, two tall, hungry black wolves with gleaming green eyes were cleaved into four pieces at the waist.

The howling of wolves was extremely eerie.

However, this was just the dying cry of a wild beast; although it was distressing to hear, it posed no threat.

A false alarm.

"Oh, it's a wolf. I thought I was in for a bloody battle tonight."

Teng Fang patted her chest, her eyes filled with relief.

Although they are not afraid of enemies coming to their door, very few people who can live a peaceful and stable life would think of fighting a master.

The world is a dangerous place...

What if I make a mistake?

It's best to avoid fighting if possible.

Just like that junior brother from a few days ago, his death was utterly meaningless.

The Heavenly Star Sect was meticulous in its actions; they did send some silver down the mountain to appease the deceased's relatives...

But no amount of compensation can bring back a loved one's life.

"This wolf is probably starving. Seeing so many of us, it still doesn't know its own mortality and tries to get close and attack..."

Lin Wenjing sheathed her sword and retreated.

His eyes held a hint of confusion.

Generally speaking, animals possess a kind of spirituality...

Even wild beasts like tigers and wolves wouldn't attack rashly.

They can sense whether the person opposite them is the hunter or the prey.

However, these two wolves were rather foolish.

"Who cares? It's not surprising to encounter anything in the mountains at night." Teng Fang looked up at the sky and reached out her hand to test the air. "It's starting to drizzle. Seventh Senior Sister, shall we turn back?"

"Hmm, let's wait for the heavy rain to start... Hey, Senior Brother, what brings you here?"

The lighting was poor.

Lin Wenjing, however, could see clearly that a figure had emerged from behind a tree.

"Junior sister..."

The newcomer had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and smiled before even speaking.

The sound was slightly distorted in the wind.

"Back off!" A sharp, light shout came from Lu Wubing, accompanied by a meow.

At the same time, a burst of light flashed at his waist, transforming into a long rainbow that pierced out.

High in the sky, lightning suddenly appeared, accompanied by deafening thunder.

Lu Wubing darted past his fellow disciples from Jingxin Hall like a fish swimming through water.

With his left hand outstretched, his sleeve fluttering, he roughly jolted Lin Wenjing to the side, causing her to tilt to one side.

chi...

The "eldest brother" moved swiftly, appearing before Lin Wenjing like a phantom. He pointed a finger, and the surrounding air was filled with waves of cold energy.

Lu Wubing drew his sword with lightning speed, arriving before the opponent, the sword light transforming into a point of silver light that touched the opponent's fingertip.

Boom... The powerful energy swept through, creating ripples.

A faint pink smoke drifted over the group of fellow students.

"what!"

The newcomer's voice was filled with surprise, as if he had been bitten by a venomous snake, and he withdrew his hand and dodged to the side.

With a single finger, countless lights and shadows appeared, and under the dim moonlight, they struck seven major acupoints on Lu Wubing's left side.

The wind emanating from the fingertips is unpredictable, and the energy condenses like a sword. The most formidable thing is the sudden surge of icy coldness in the air; just a slight touch of the wind makes one's blood feel as if it is about to freeze.

Lu Wubing thrust out his sword, but the tip was touched by the opponent's finger. Before he could even feel happy, he felt as if the hilt of the sword he was holding was made of ancient ice.

A chill that seeped into my heart and lungs rose to my head.

Not only is the "Dripping Water Force" not functioning smoothly, but even the Qi and blood are somewhat stagnant, the pores on the body are closing, and fine gray-white lines appear on the skin.

His heart pounded wildly, and a surge of vitality, like a raging fire, coursed through his body, sweeping away all the cold, gloomy aura.

The dizziness disappeared instantly.

The sword's momentum swirled and circled around him, transforming into layers of emerald waves that firmly protected Dong Ning, Teng Fang, and the others behind him.

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding...

Dozens of jet-black spikes were swept away and blocked by the sword light, flying wildly in all directions.

"It's the Illusionary Yin Finger; we can't block it head-on..."

Seventh Senior Sister Lin Wenjing has a gentle and mild temperament, but when she gets into a fight, she is unstoppable.

Lu Wubing shoved him aside with one arm, dodging the opponent's cold finger strike. He staggered a few steps and before he could regain his footing, his body tilted and his feet staggered as the long sword in his hand exploded into a burst of sword shadows.

boom……

This sword was slashed out.

It possessed an overwhelming and unrestrained power, like a cannonball being fired.

Where the sword points, the energy surges like fire, blazing with intense light...

Kaiyang Sword Technique

Lu Wubing recognized her. Although her seventh senior sister said that they couldn't block her head-on, she took the lead and rushed to the enemy who seemed to be a first-class master, confronting him head-on.

This fierce woman.

Lu Wubing shielded the four people behind him, blocking a wave of needle rain and poisonous mist, and then he saw the scene of his seventh senior sister risking her life.

At the same time, we also witnessed the entire process of the sword light, from its initial rise like the sun to its eventual destruction and sinking.

Snapped……

The longsword snapped like rotten wood under that dark finger light.

Lin Wenjing's body trembled, a frosty look appeared between her brows, and she was sent flying three feet backward.

The attacker chuckled coldly, "A mere third-rate bastard dares to block my Illusionary Yin Finger? Is he stupid or just too arrogant?"

This person spoke in a strange tone, with a peculiar rhythm in his voice, clear and distinct, making one's heart pound like a drum and one's blood rush wildly.

He continued speaking without stopping his actions...

With a single step, his fingertips whistled and cut through the wind, drawing out a stretch of black energy over ten feet long, like a sharp sword piercing three inches between Lin Wenjing's eyebrows.

Although he spoke lightly, that previous sword strike was not so pleasant.

Lin Wenjing used her strong bones and muscles, and then used the Seven Star Sword and Kaiyang Sword to launch a desperate attack, causing his whole body to tremble violently, and his bones and muscles to feel numb and painful.

Otherwise, he wouldn't immediately kill a beautiful woman and instead have the chance to play with her properly.

"Give the signal."

Lu Wubing's sword was faster than his voice.

As he shouted, a sword silently pierced the attacker's throat.

Attack where the enemy must defend.

The sword tip broke through layers of energy interception, suddenly exploding with a buzzing sound, and the sword speed increased by three points.

chi...

Even though the attacker countered with a flick of his fingers, his neck was still grazed by a wisp of sword energy, leaving a thin trail of blood.

"What a fast sword."

The attacker's robe exploded, black energy surged, and a look of shock finally appeared in his eyes, no longer showing the cat-and-mouse attitude he had before.

He saw the sword flash and then thrust it towards him.

He staggered backward, a silver scimitar already sliding out of his sleeve...

The blade flashed, slicing through the air with a sharp whistling sound, like a mournful lament.

"The Bliss Blade is the Thousand-Faced Demon Xiao Shantong of the Hehuan Sect."

Lin Wenjing escaped a calamity, but felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, shivering with cold... Watching the two people in front of her move swiftly and agilely, their blades flashing like snow and their swords flashing like lightning, she was greatly shocked, but at the same time, she recognized the identity of the attackers.

"Woo..."

A whistling arrow shot into the sky.

Only then did Dong Ning react, pulling out a signal whistle from his pocket and flinging it into the air.

……

Asking for a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)