An unexpected encounter with the sleeping Little Dragon Girl leads to the annihilation of the Quanzh

This is his most treasured skill!

It is the essence of his life's work!

He was confident that this strike could split even a mountain in two!

However, faced with this earth-shattering blow.

Lin Ye simply swung his sword casually.

It was still as casual as ever.

It was still described in such a light and understated way.

"clang--!!!"

A deafening, louder clang of metal clashing against metal, more piercing than ever before, exploded out!

The enormous golden gear collided with the jet-black greatsword the instant it touched the blade.

It's like glass hitting a diamond.

"Click...click..."

A series of rapid cracking sounds rang out.

The indestructible golden wheel, forged from refined steel, was now covered with fine cracks!

Followed by.

"Bang--!!!"

A loud bang!

The Golden Wheel Monk's prized divine weapon was actually cleaved into countless fragments in mid-air!

"puff!"

With his weapon destroyed but his mind still connected, the Golden Wheel Monk coughed up another mouthful of blood.

His tall body flew backward like a tattered sack, crashing heavily onto the ground more than ten feet away, his fate unknown.

Quiet.

Silence as death.

The only sound on the summit of Zhongnan Mountain was the wind.

All those who were still alive were frozen in place, as if under a spell, not daring to move.

They looked at the figure who stood silently amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, one hand protecting Xiaolongnu behind him, the other holding a demonic sword that seemed to come from hell.

An idea, uncontrollably, surfaced in everyone's minds.

I will protect you completely.

With one hand, he slaughtered all living beings.

Is this God?

No.

This is the devil.

A peerless demon, born of love and driven to madness by love!

Lin Ye did not stop after defeating the Golden Wheel Monk.

He slowly turned around.

Those emotionless eyes fell upon the "martial arts heroes" who were slumped on the ground, trembling.

The moment those people met his gaze, they felt as if the blood in their bodies was about to freeze.

"No...don't kill me!"

"Spare us! Master Lin! Grandpa Lin! We were wrong! We were really wrong!"

"We'll never do it again! Please, spare our lives!"

Cries for mercy and screams rose and fell.

They kowtowed repeatedly, tears and snot streaming down their faces, displaying an ugly and pathetic state, bearing no resemblance whatsoever to their former "heroic" demeanor.

Lin Ye looked at them, a cold smile curving his lips.

"Now, do you realize you were wrong?"

"It's too late."

He slowly raised the giant sword in his hand.

"When you were shouting for war and slaughter back then, did you ever imagine that this day would come?"

"Back then, when you followed Guo Jing and besieged me, did you ever think of giving me a way out?"

"I gave you a chance."

"It was you yourselves who, step by step, led yourselves down a dead end."

After saying that, he stopped rambling.

The giant sword in his hand was swung down once more!

Black sword energy, like the scythe of death, mercilessly reaped the lives of those who collapsed to the ground!

"ah--!!"

"No--!!"

Screams rose and fell.

Blood stained the earth red.

Limbs and severed bodies were everywhere.

At this moment, the summit of Zhongnan Mountain was completely transformed into a living hell.

Lin Ye was like an emotionless executioner, carrying out a judgment that was belated.

He wanted to use the blood of these people to wash away all the grievances and injustices he and Xiaolongnu had suffered.

He wants this world to remember this day.

He wanted everyone to know.

What price will you pay for touching his sore spot?

Little Dragon Girl stood behind him, watching the bloody scene before her, her face turning pale.

But there was no fear in her eyes.

She simply reached out and gently hugged Lin Ye's waist from behind.

She pressed her face against Lin Ye's broad and warm back.

She could feel Lin Ye's body trembling slightly.

That wasn't fear, it was... anger.

It was a raging fire that had been suppressed for too long and finally erupted completely.

She did not speak.

She simply held him quietly.

Use your own body heat to warm his heart, which has been frozen by hatred and killing.

She knew that her Lin brother was not a devil.

He was just in too much pain.

The killing continues.

Black sword energy crisscrossed, like an impenetrable net of death, enveloping the entire mountaintop.

Those so-called "heroes of the martial arts world" were as fragile as paper in front of Lin Ye.

They can't escape, and they can't hide.

They could only be torn to shreds by the black sword energy in despair and fear.

The screams gradually subsided.

Ultimately, it disappeared completely.

When the last sword energy dissipated into the air.

On the entire summit of Zhongnan Mountain, besides Lin Ye and Xiaolongnu behind him, there was also Guo Jing lying not far away, being held in Huang Rong's arms.

No one was standing anymore.

Hundreds of elites from the Central Plains martial arts world were slaughtered in a short period of time.

Corpses lay strewn across the fields, and blood flowed like rivers.

This is no exaggeration.

Rather, it is the most realistic and cruel portrayal.

The air was filled with a nauseating stench of blood.

Lin Ye, holding the Giant Sword, stood quietly in the center of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

His black clothes were already soaked in blood.

He had enemies, and he also had his own.

Although he wasn't seriously injured, facing attacks from so many people at the same time and having to kill them all with a few moves was extremely taxing on him.

More importantly, I'm mentally exhausted.

He slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

That breath carried a faint smell of blood.

The raging fire in his heart finally subsided considerably after this exhilarating massacre.

He did not look at the corpses.

In his eyes, these people were no different from ants.

If you trample someone to death, then you're done with it.

He turned around and looked at the girl who had been hugging him the whole time.

"Long'er, let's go."

His voice was a little hoarse, but it carried a hint of relief.

Little Dragon Girl released her grip, raised her head, and looked at him.

She saw that Lin Ye's face was stained with a few drops of blood, which added a touch of eerie evil to his handsome face.

But she wasn't afraid.

She reached out and gently wiped the blood from his face with her sleeve.

"Okay, let's go home."

She smiled sweetly, a smile that seemed to melt away all the ice and snow in the world.

Looking at her smile, the last trace of resentment in Lin Ye's heart vanished.

He took her hand, ready to leave this place that disgusted him.

However, at that moment...

"Stop...stop..."

A weak voice, yet filled with endless hatred, came from not far away.

Lin Ye turned around to look.

With Huang Rong's help, Guo Jing struggled to his feet.

His face was ashen white.

There was still blood on the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were empty and unfocused, like those of a puppet that had lost its soul.

But he still stubbornly stood in front of Lin Ye.

Huang Rong cried and tried to stop him.

"Brother Jing! No! Stop hitting him! Let's go! Let's leave this place!"

She was really scared.

She feared that Lin Ye would kill Guo Jing as well.

Guo Jing acted as if he hadn't heard her. He pushed Huang Rong away and stared intently at Lin Ye with his empty eyes.

Why...?

He asked in a murmur.

"Why...do we have to kill them all?"

"They...they made mistakes...but their crimes don't warrant death..."

Lin Ye looked at him as if he were an idiot.

"The crime doesn't warrant death?"

He gave a cold laugh.

"When they wanted to kill me, did you ever consider that I didn't deserve to die?"

"When they tried to harm Long'er, did you ever consider that they didn't deserve to die?"

"Guo Jing, put away your ridiculous morals and benevolence."

"It won't work here."

"Anyone who wants to kill me must be prepared to be killed by me."

"It's that simple."

"Simple?" Guo Jing seemed to be provoked. He suddenly raised his head, and two balls of crazy flames actually burned in his empty eyes.

"You've killed so many people! You've turned Zhongnan Mountain into a living hell!"

"You call this simple?!"

"You devil! You executioner!"

He roared like a wounded beast.

He forcefully activated the Nine Yang Divine Skill within his body once again.

He swayed unsteadily and assumed the starting stance of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

"I, Guo Jing, even if I die today, will act on behalf of Heaven and kill you, you devil!"

Huang Rong, standing to the side, was heartbroken.

She knew that Guo Jing had gone mad.

His beliefs and his worldview were utterly destroyed today by Lin Ye in the most cruel way.

He's only holding on by sheer willpower.

He wanted to kill Lin Ye.

It wasn't for revenge, nor for any sense of national duty.

He simply wanted to use Lin Ye's death to prove that he was not wrong.

His adherence to "chivalry" was not wrong!

Looking at the "Master Guo" who had fallen into madness, Lin Ye's eyes flashed with a hint of pity.

Pitiful.

And yet, it's tragic.

He was brainwashed his whole life, and even on his deathbed, he couldn't see the truth of this world.

"Since you're so eager to die..."

"Then I will grant your wish."

Lin Ye slowly raised the giant sword in his hand.

For people like this, there is no hope.

Death, perhaps, is the best end for him.

"don't want!"

Huang Rong let out a desperate scream. Without hesitation, she spread her arms and stood in front of Guo Jing!

With her delicate body, she faced that demonic sword that was capable of destroying the world!

"If you're going to kill someone, kill me first!"

Tears streamed down her face as she looked at Lin Ye, her eyes filled with pleading.

"Young Master Lin! I beg you! Please let him go!"

"He...he's just...too stubborn..."

"He's not a bad person! He really isn't a bad person!"

"He defended Xiangyang for over a decade, saving countless lives! He's a hero!"

Lin Ye looked at Huang Rong, who was blocking his way, and his brows furrowed slightly.

He didn't want to kill the woman.

In particular, he didn't want to kill a woman who had no hostility towards him.

But Guo Jing must die.

Keeping him around would only create endless trouble.

Just as Lin Ye hesitated...

Guo Jing, who was behind him, suddenly shoved Huang Rong away!

"Rong'er! Get out of my way!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman.

"I, Guo Jing, do not need a woman to protect me!"

"Today, I will fight this devil to the death!"

With that, he roared and unleashed both palms!

"The dragon that soars too high will regret it!!"

Two golden dragons, more solid and ferocious than ever before, charged toward Lin Ye with all their life and faith!

This was the strongest blow of his life!

Yes, the final blow!

Lin Ye's gaze turned completely cold as he looked at the two golden dragons that were now almost within reach.

"Utterly foolish."

Without any fancy moves, he swung his giant sword forward and slashed out!

A black streak of light instantly met the two golden dragons.

There were no earth-shattering explosions.

There was no deafening roar.

The two magnificent golden dragons, upon encountering the black sword light, vanished silently, like two bubbles.

The black sword light continued its momentum even after slaying the golden dragon.

In an instant, they were in front of Guo Jing.

Guo Jing's pupils suddenly contracted.

He wanted to hide.

But he had no strength left.

He could only watch helplessly as the black sword light, representing death, grew larger and larger in his pupils.

"it's over……"

A final thought flashed through his mind.

He seemed to see his own shattered, so-called "chivalry."

At this moment, along with the sword light, it also came to an end.

He slowly closed his eyes.

Waiting for death to come.

however.

The expected excruciating pain did not come.

He only felt a chill in his chest.

Then, an overwhelming force blasted him away.

He was like a kite with a broken string, flying through the air in a parabola before crashing heavily more than ten feet away.

"puff!"

He opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of blood, which included fragments of his internal organs.

He struggled, looked down, and stared at his chest.

On his chest was a deep, bone-revealing sword wound.

From the left shoulder, extending all the way to the right abdomen.

They were almost about to disembowel him.

His meridians and his dantian were completely destroyed by this one sword strike.

Martial arts skills, completely ruined!

He, Guo Jing, the renowned hero, has become a cripple from this day forward.

"Why...why..."

He looked up at Lin Ye, puzzled.

"Why...don't you kill me?"

In his view, given Lin Ye's personality, he would definitely not show any mercy.

Lin Ye slowly retracted the Giant Sword.

He looked at Guo Jing, who was lying on the ground, looking completely bewildered, and said calmly:

"Killing you would be too easy for you."

"I want you to live."

"I want you to see it with your own eyes."

"Watching how the city of Xiangyang, which you protected with your life, was trampled into the ground by the Mongol hooves."

"Watch how your prized 'chivalry' becomes utterly worthless in the face of absolute power."

"I want you to spend the rest of your life in pain and regret."

"This is far more interesting than killing you."

After saying that, Lin Ye stopped looking at him.

He turned around and took Xiaolongnu's hand.

"Let's go."

This time, no one dared to stop them.

Huang Rong rushed to Guo Jing's side and helped him up from the pool of blood.

"Brother Jing! Brother Jing, how are you?" Her voice trembled, and tears fell like beads from a broken string.

She checked Guo Jing's pulse, and the weak, erratic beat made her heart sink. Then she looked at the horrific sword wound that pierced his chest and abdomen, and at Guo Jing's ashen face; a chilling coldness rose from the depths of her heart.

obsolete.

She knew that Guo Jing's martial arts skills had been completely crippled.

The dantian was destroyed, and the meridians were severed.

From this day forward, the indomitable hero Guo, who could single-handedly repel a thousand enemies, will never exist again.

He became a useless person, even worse than an ordinary person.

"Why...why..." Guo Jing's lips moved, his eyes staring blankly in the direction Lin Ye had left, repeating those three words over and over again.

He couldn't figure it out.

Lin Ye's last words were like poisoned knives, repeatedly stabbing into his heart.

Let him live, let him witness the fall of Xiangyang, and let his chivalry become a joke.

This is a hundred times, a thousand times more cruel than killing him!

"He's a devil...he's a devil..." Huang Rong hugged Guo Jing, sobbing uncontrollably.

She hated Lin Ye, hated his cruelty, hated his ruthlessness.

But deep down, a voice inside her told her that they had brought all of this upon themselves.

If they hadn't pressed him repeatedly, if they hadn't presumptuously used "righteousness" to blackmail him, how could things have developed to this point?

She looked at the corpses scattered on the ground. Those "fellow martial artists" who had been calling each other brothers and condemning Lin Ye not long ago were now turned into pieces of mangled flesh.

The Quanzhen School is finished.

The elites brought by the Beggars' Sect this time were almost all killed or wounded.

Today, Lin Ye alone slaughtered half of the entire Central Plains martial arts world.

This is no longer just a major blow.

This is a devastating blow.

Amidst immense grief and fear, Huang Rong's mind became unusually clear.

She knew that Lin Ye was right.

Without Guo Jing, without the Quanzhen Sect, without these hundreds of martial arts masters.

What could Xiangyang City use to withstand the 200,000 Mongol cavalry?

We can't hold on any longer.

It's true, we can't hold on any longer.

Despair, like an endless black net, tightly enveloped her.

At this moment, Lin Ye was holding Xiaolongnu's hand, walking step by step down the mountain.

He walked very slowly.

The bluestone path underfoot was stained with blood, becoming slippery and muddy.

The air was thick with the nauseating smell of blood.

Little Dragon Girl stayed by his side, her small hand tightly holding his large hand, without saying a word.

She could sense that Lin Ye's mood was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

That massacre vented his anger.

But at the same time, it also extinguished the last trace of human warmth in his heart.

From this day forward, he might truly become a "demon" who lives only for her.

As Lin Ye walked across the square of Chongyang Palace and passed by the mutilated corpses, he didn't even blink.

It was as if those were just stones by the roadside.

However, as he passed by the corpse of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, which had been cut in half, he paused.

He looked down and glanced at it.

Then, with one kick, he sent the half-corpse tumbling off the cliff.

He didn't want this dirty stuff to pollute Zhongnan Mountain.

Keep going.

More corpses lay scattered haphazardly along the mountain path.

Those were all martial arts practitioners who had fled in panic but failed to escape.

Their deaths took different forms, but without exception, their faces were frozen with extreme fear and despair.

Lin Ye led Xiaolongnu through the corpses.

His black clothes swayed slightly in the mountain wind.

The scene was eerie, yet filled with a breathtaking beauty.

Like Death, surveying his territory.

Finally, they reached the entrance to the ancient tomb.

That familiar, cold stone door was right in front of me.

There is no blood here.

There were no bodies.

It was like a pure land, isolated from the world.

Lin Ye stopped and turned around, looking at the road behind him, stained red with blood.

He was silent for a long time.

Then, he reached out and gently stroked Xiaolongnu's cheek.

"Long'er, are you scared?" he asked softly.

Little Dragon Girl shook her head.

She looked into Lin Ye's eyes and said earnestly:

"As long as I'm with Brother Lin, I'm not afraid of anything."

Lin Ye smiled.

That smile was faint, yet genuine.

Today was the first time he had laughed from the bottom of his heart.

"it is good."

He nodded.

"Then let's be together forever."

He reached out and pushed open the heavy stone door.

"Rumble..."

The stone door slowly opened, revealing the familiar, dark passageway inside.

Lin Ye, holding Xiaolongnu's hand, walked inside without looking back.

"Rumble..."

The stone gate, behind them, slowly closed once again.

To completely isolate oneself from that bloody, filthy world outside.

……

Everything that happened in Zhongnan Mountain was like an unprecedented super storm, sweeping across the entire martial arts world in just a few days.

The news spread from some low-ranking disciples who were lucky enough to hide in the mountains and forests and escape the disaster, and from some martial arts practitioners who were so terrified that they scrambled down the mountain to escape.

At first, nobody believed it.

Everyone thought it was a fantasy.

Lin Ye?

That traitor of the Quanzhen Sect?

One person slaughtered the entire Zhongnan Mountain?

He killed the Six Masters of Quanzhen, crippled Guo Jing, beheaded the Golden Wheel Monk, and also turned hundreds of martial arts masters who came up the mountain into mincemeat.

Are you kidding me!

This is even more outrageous than the stories told by storytellers!

Even if the greatest master in the world, Wang Chongyang, were to be resurrected, he couldn't possibly do such a thing, right?

Everyone treated this as a joke.

until……

More and more people are coming down from Zhongnan Mountain.

They all looked like they had lost their souls, their faces were pale, and they were in a daze.

When asked what happened, they trembled and became incoherent, repeating the same words over and over: "devil," "hell," and "blood."

Some people even went crazy on the spot.

This made people in the martial arts world start to feel that something was wrong.

Therefore, some bold and respected elders began to organize people to go up Zhongnan Mountain to find out for themselves.

The moment they set foot on Zhongnan Mountain.

Everyone vomited.

That place is no longer a Taoist holy site or a paradise on earth.

That is clearly Avici Hell!

From the foot of the mountain all the way to Chongyang Palace at the summit.

Corpses were everywhere.

Blood was everywhere.

The blood had dried and turned dark red, staining the entire Zhongnan Mountain with an eerie color.

The air was thick with the stench of blood and the putrid smell of rotting corpses, enough to drive any normal person to the brink of collapse.

When they saw the scene in front of Chongyang Palace, which resembled a battlefield, they were shocked.

When they saw the corpses of the Quanzhen Taoist priests who had been cut in half at the waist.

When they found Guo Jing, who had been hidden by Huang Rong and was on the verge of death and had become a cripple, in the ruins.

Everyone fell silent.

They finally believed that the rumors were true.

fear.

An unprecedented fear, enough to suffocate the entire martial arts world, descended upon us.

Lin Ye.

Overnight, this name became a nightmare for the entire martial arts world.

He is no longer a "dissident" or a "demon".

He became a taboo.

One that everyone fears to even mention, a taboo existence.