The Prodigal Disciple of Mount Hua: Seizing All Opportunities

Inside the main hall of the abandoned manor, the lights flickered.

At this moment, Yu Canghai and Mu Gaofeng were already at each other's throats.

"You hunchback, if you refuse to reveal the whereabouts of Lin Zhennan and his wife, don't blame me for being merciless with my sword!"

Yu Canghai held a long sword, and several Qingcheng disciples behind him had already surrounded Mu Gaofeng.

"Shorty Yu, don't be so smug," Mu Gaofeng laughed heartily, completely unafraid. "Although my martial arts are slightly inferior to yours, it won't be so easy for you to stop me."

Just then.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

The tightly closed windows and walls suddenly collapsed.

A streak of green, carrying an incomparably sharp aura, shot straight in.

With a clear target in mind, it was none other than Yu Canghai, the leader of the Qingcheng Sect!

At the same time, under the other side of the porch, a slender figure appeared like a ghost, her fair hand waving repeatedly, and with a few soft "hissing" sounds, the few oil lamps in the room went out.

The only remaining light source was the moonlight seeping in, instantly casting dappled shadows throughout the room.

"Enemy attack! Form formation!" Yu Canghai reacted swiftly, shouting out. Seven or eight Qingcheng disciples, swords in hand, guarded the area, attempting to defend against the enemy with the Pine Breeze Sword Formation.

Mu Gaofeng was initially startled, but after recognizing that the newcomers were just a young man and a beautiful woman, he relaxed.

He immediately chuckled and said, "Damn it! Where did this brat come from, so ignorant and arrogant, daring to mess with me?! You shorty, it seems your reputation isn't up to par."

Facing the Qingcheng disciples who were approaching in formation, Chen Qianyang's eyes were cold, and he showed no intention of backing down.

"die!"

Before the words were even finished, the Azure Water Sword was already drawn!

The sword light transformed into a deadly chill, crashing directly into the sword formation.

【Dugu Nine Swords - Breaking Sword Style】

These Qingcheng disciples were quite skilled in swordsmanship, and they could easily handle opponents like the Fuwei Escort Agency.

But in Chen Qianyang's view, that sword move was full of flaws.

He moved with the speed of the wind and his sword flashed like lightning, each strike precisely targeting the opponent's weakness.

"Clang! Clang! Ring—"

The sounds of metal clashing and longswords hitting the ground were incessant.

As the green shadow passed by, not a single one of the Qingcheng disciples, who were usually quite skilled, could withstand his sword strike!

Either a sword is struck in the wrist and the longsword is thrown from the hand, or a blow to the back of the knee causes the person to stagger and kneel down.

Even worse, some were guided to stab their fellow disciples as soon as they unleashed their sword moves, causing chaos in their formation.

The Qingcheng disciples were immediately thrown into a panic.

What... what kind of swordsmanship is this?!

It was as if he could predict where each of our swords would land!

It was so fast that there was no time to react!

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight disciples had all fallen to the ground, losing their fighting ability.

Mu Gaofeng, who had initially looked disdainful, froze on his face with a smile.

What kind of swordsmanship is this kid using!

Yu Canghai was deeply shocked. He knew that even if he were to take action, he would never be able to resolve the matter of these carefully nurtured disciples so cleanly and efficiently.

The initial contempt vanished instantly, replaced by intense apprehension and murderous intent.

"Boy, you think you can act so arrogantly just because you have a few unorthodox sword techniques! You have some nerve!" He roared, knowing that his side's morale was already low and that as the sect leader, he had to take action.

Yu Canghai, filled with rage, attacked without holding back.

"You hunchback, you're a tough nut to crack, get to work!" Yu Canghai shouted.

"Hey, you shorty, this will cost extra." Mu Gaofeng chuckled maliciously as he lunged at Chen Qianyang.

Unexpectedly, a slender figure blocked their way.

"Ugly monster, your opponent is me!" Huang Rong said with a smile, her hands already in the starting stance of the Falling Flower Divine Sword Palm.

Mu Gaofeng chuckled and said, "Alright, I'll deal with this pretty young lady!"

The camel-shaped sword in his hand had already drawn a strange arc as it attacked Huang Rong.

Facing the incoming attack, Huang Rong remained calm and composed, her Falling Flower Divine Sword Palm flying like falling petals.

In a short while, he blocked Mu Gaofeng's camel sword.

Mu Gaofeng narrowed his eyes, clearly recognizing the extraordinary martial arts skills of the woman before him, and abandoned his contempt.

"Young lady, your martial arts are quite impressive. Who is your master?"

"Peach Blossom Island, Huang Rong!"

Huang Rong smiled gently, but her actions were extremely ruthless. Her Falling Flower Divine Sword Palm had transformed into the Orchid Finger Technique, giving her opponent no chance to breathe.

"You're Guo Jing's wife, no wonder." Mu Gaofeng suddenly became alert, his camel sword becoming even more sinister: "Shorty Yu, this woman is incredibly powerful, you'd better pray for yourself."

Yu Canghai did not place his hopes on the hunchback.

As the leader of the Qingcheng Sect, he naturally possesses pride and unique skills.

As he drew his sword and launched a fierce attack, he pushed the Pine Breeze Sword Technique to its limit. The sword wind howled, and the blue light spread, threatening to completely engulf Chen Qianyang.

His swordplay was ruthless and skillful, with powerful and profound force, demonstrating decades of refined skill.

As expected of the leader of the Qingcheng Sect.

However, in Chen Qianyang's eyes, it was all flashy and utterly threatening.

Chen Qianyang remained calm, using his [Sword Heart Clarity] to sense the flow of the sword's momentum.

The countless sword shadows transformed into clear patterns in his perception, while the fleeting source was opening its gates to him.

【Dugu Nine Swords - Breaking Sword Style】

Find the flaws and exploit the weaknesses; strike decisively!

He moved!

At this critical juncture when Yu Canghai's sword skills had already reached their limit.

The Azure Water Sword in his hand was like a poisoned arrow, piercing straight in along that invisible "line of weakness"!

This sword strike was incredibly fast.

What!

Yu Canghai only felt a blur before his eyes, and his impenetrable sword net was pierced through without any hindrance by a cold light!

He wanted to change his move, to block, but his body couldn't keep up with the speed of the sword light at all!

A cold sensation instantly swept across his throat.

"Well……"

Yu Canghai's movements came to an abrupt halt.

The longsword in his hand clattered to the ground, and he clutched his neck tightly with both hands, blood gushing out from between his fingers.

His eyes widened as he stared intently at Chen Qianyang, who was slowly sheathing his sword, his gaze filled with utter shock.

He... the dignified leader of the Qingcheng Sect... dominated Sichuan and Chongqing for decades...

He... he was actually killed by this kid with a single sword strike?

"Thump!"

His body crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Yu Canghai, who once dominated the region, died of his injuries.

"You shorty!"

On the other side, Mu Gaofeng, who was originally fighting with Huang Rong, witnessed Yu Canghai being slit in the throat with a single sword, and was so frightened that his soul flew out of his body!

Dead? Yu Canghai is dead just like that!

This kid's swordsmanship is strange!

Overwhelmed by boundless fear.

What evil-repelling sword manual, what reputation in the martial arts world, all become bullshit in the face of life and death!

He had only one thought in his mind—escape!

"Get the hell out of my way!" Mu Gaofeng yelled, unleashing his trump card.

He brandished his camel-shaped sword wildly, like a mad tiger, wanting nothing more than to force Huang Rong, who was entangled with him, away.

Huang Rong moved with the agility of a butterfly, weaving through the sword shadows. What seemed dangerous was actually a display of her skill and ease.

Her beautiful eyes darted around, and she saw that Chen Qianyang had already succeeded, and that Mu Gaofeng was terrified. She immediately made a plan.

It wouldn't be difficult to subdue this hunchback at this moment, but if he fights desperately, complications are bound to arise.

Rather than...

She deliberately created an opening, drifting backward as if forced to retreat, but in reality, she just managed to clear a path for herself.

Seeing this, Mu Gaofeng was not about to let this "golden opportunity" slip by.

Without hesitation, he ducked and dashed toward the hole!

"Hahaha! Kid, I'll remember this grudge!" Mu Gaofeng left behind a harsh remark and vanished without a trace.

The other Qingcheng disciples, seeing their sect leader dead, were already terrified.

They scrambled and crawled away.

Chen Qianyang did not give chase, but silently walked to Yu Canghai's body and took out a Songfeng Sword Manual from his bosom.

The Qingcheng sword technique may seem exquisite and complex, but it's not very useful.

However, he possesses the ability to painstakingly cultivate his skills and have a clear understanding of swordsmanship.

Removing the dross and keeping the essence will still help improve one's swordsmanship.

Huang Rong walked gracefully to his side: "Kill him."

Her voice carried a subtle undercurrent of emotion.

Although Yu Canghai's martial arts skills were mediocre, he could kill him within a few moves.

I'm afraid even Guo Jing couldn't do that.

"Qingcheng is the culprit, and he deserves to die." Chen Qianyang sheathed his sword, his tone indifferent. "Moreover, this is the fastest way to quell the Qingcheng Sect's entanglement. Only in this way can we get the person behind the scenes to take action."

Yu Canghai was overconfident in his swordsmanship. If he had been more cautious and hadn't tried to achieve everything in one battle, the outcome would have been uncertain.

Huang Rong knew that the second half of the sentence was meant for her.

Regardless of how he killed the leader of Qingcheng Sect with a single sword strike, his younger brother is likely to become famous in the martial arts world.

She nodded slightly, then said, "Mu Gaofeng ran away."

"I know." Chen Qianyang looked at her, a knowing glint in his eyes. "Did you let him go on purpose, sister?"

"Of course." Huang Rong smiled sweetly. "I left a little 'gift' on him. He's terrified right now and will definitely go to what he considers the safest place. We just need to follow the markings to find him, and perhaps even the place where Lin Zhennan and his wife are being held. This is what you call testing the waters."

Upon hearing this, Chen Qianyang looked at Huang Rong with a hint of amusement.

This daughter of the Eastern Heretic, who had lived on Peach Blossom Island since childhood, restrained her petty thoughts and wicked tastes after meeting Guo Jing.

But when it comes to themselves, perhaps because of the tacit understanding between intelligent people, that cunning becomes undisguised.

Although she found it amusing, she said aloud, "Sister, you've got a good plan. Let's go back to the escort agency first. Yu Canghai has already been executed. We need to inform Brother Guo and Young Master Lin as well, so that we can avenge the Lin family for the first time."