From the beginning of Swordsman, he created a legend in the martial arts world.

Bao Dachu felt a chill run down his spine when he was stung by the gaze, but his courage grew again because of the superior numbers of his side and the presence of the sect leader. He chuckled coldly and said, "I've heard that Young Hero Meng has two beautiful women by his side. It's truly enviable."

"If anything happens to them, it will be too late for you to regret it, young hero."

"Snapped!"

A soft yet clear cracking sound came from Meng Fei's lowered sleeve.

He slowly turned his head, and the last trace of calm on his face completely disappeared, replaced by a chilling and fierce look!

In those eyes, a blood-red and eerie light seemed to flash—the fury of someone whose provocation had been provoked, and… a chilling killing intent amplified to its extreme by the "Demon Seed."

"So... the battle at Mount Song still didn't make some people understand... that some people are a bottom line that can't be crossed... and some things are a sore spot that can't be done!"

Meng Fei's voice was calm, yet it was like ice in the twelfth lunar month, each word filled with a chilling killing intent.

"Speaking of which, my sword... hasn't drunk blood for quite some time!"

Before he finished speaking, he stopped looking at Bao Dachu, as if the other man were already dead, and turned his gaze back to Ren Woxing in the main seat.

"Master Ren, it seems that we have nothing more to say to each other today."

Meng Fei slowly turned around, his back to Ren Woxing. The fighting spirit and determination in his voice were like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath, without any concealment.

"Master Ren is free to go and contend for the Central Plains and unify the martial arts world. As long as he does not come to Fuzhou to cause trouble, I, Meng, will not stop him. But if... someone ignores my advice and insists on entering this place."

He turned sideways and glanced at Ren Woxing and the others with lightning speed.

"...Then don't blame me for being ruthless and disregarding the rules!"

"Hahaha--!"

Seeing Meng Fei's uncompromising, even contemptuous, attitude, Ren Woxing couldn't help but laugh in anger.

"Very well! What a 'wicked swordsman' you are! How arrogant! Do you really think you're invincible with just yourself and your sword?!"

He suddenly stood up, his tall figure radiating a terrifying aura, and his single eye flashed with a sharp light.

"Today, I'll give you two choices... Either kneel down and accept the position of Left Envoy, and from now on obey my orders, or leave your sword and your life behind!"

Faced with Ren Woxing's blatant threat and ultimatum, Meng Fei suddenly turned around!

His gaze was as cold as ice, staring directly at Ren Woxing, a disdainful smirk playing on his lips.

"Heh... It's not that I look down on Leader Ren, but with your few... I'm afraid you can't defeat me."

The words had barely left his lips—

"Tap, tap, tap..."

A series of rapid and steady footsteps suddenly came from outside the inn's corridor.

Immediately afterwards, the guest room door was pushed open completely, and five or six figures with powerful auras and sharp eyes appeared in the previously empty corridor.

These people wore different clothes, but all of them had sun and moon patterns embroidered on their chests. They were the other ten elders of the Sun Moon Divine Cult.

"Plus the rest of us... even so... we still can't take down a mere 'Evil Swordsman'?"

The elder in the lead spoke in a sinister tone, and as he spoke, he and the others inside the room had already formed an encirclement, completely blocking Meng Fei's escape route.

Upon hearing this, Meng Fei's pupils contracted slightly, and his gaze swept over the several faces outside the door, some ferocious and some sinister, causing his heart to sink.

All ten elders have come out!

With Ren Woxing and Xiang Wentian added to the mix, this was no simple "invitation"; it was a sure-fire, decisive move.

Ren Woxing was truly well-prepared this time, having laid a trap that could not be escaped.

"It seems... that this time, Leader Ren is determined to make me make a choice."

Meng Fei's voice remained calm, but deep in his eyes, the solemnity had transformed into a fighting spirit determined to die.

Before the words were finished—

"Clang—!"

A flash of crimson light!

Meng Fei moved without any warning!

Instead of rushing towards Ren Woxing, who was waiting in the house, he became one with his sword, transforming into a streak of crimson light, and charged towards the encirclement outside the door amidst everyone's incredulous gazes.

Thirteen Deadly Swords - Shadow Chaser!

Combined with his explosive movement technique!

"What??"

"Stop him!"

The elders guarding the door never expected that, under such an absolute disadvantage, Meng Fei would not only not compromise, but instead choose the most unlikely and dangerous way to break through!

Moreover, they were rushing in the opposite direction, towards the direction where their numbers were the largest.

In the chaos, the group quickly moved to intercept, and the flashing of swords and the clash of blades instantly became a chaotic scene.

However, Meng Fei's charge was too sudden, as fast as a ghost, and ruthless with no chance of return.

The Azure Blood Sword instantly drew an arc, and with two sharp "swoosh" sounds, the two elders who were blocking the front felt a numbness in their wrists, their weapons almost slipped from their hands, and their chests were slashed open by the sharp sword energy.

The encirclement was instantly torn open!

Meng Fei's figure moved like the wind, flashing through the gap and rushing out of the guest room, disappearing at the end of the corridor.

"Damn it, chase him! We can't let him get away!"

Upon seeing this, Ren Woxing was immediately enraged. He never expected Meng Fei to be so decisive and cunning, fleeing without a fight.

With a sharp shout, he took the lead and chased after them, followed closely by Xiang Wentian, Sang San Niang, and the other elders, all roaring as they followed.

In an instant, more than a dozen figures rushed out of the tranquil Yuelai Inn, chasing after the direction where Meng Fei had disappeared.

However, Meng Fei, who rushed out of the inn, did not escape back to the mansion as Ren Woxing had expected.

His figure darted through the streets and alleys, making several turns before speeding away towards the outskirts of the city.

It seemed as if they were intentionally drawing away the pursuers behind them.

Instead of returning to the mansion, they sped off towards the outskirts of the city.

Although Ren Woxing sensed something was amiss, he was burning with rage and had absolute confidence in his own strength. How could he allow Meng Fei to escape?

Therefore, without hesitation, he led his men to follow and rushed out of Fuzhou City.

A few miles outside the city lies a desolate, rocky wasteland.

The moonlight was obscured by drifting clouds, and only the howling wind could be heard all around.

Ahead, the figure holding the sword finally stopped slowly in a relatively open space, as if waiting for the person behind him.

Seeing this, Ren Woxing and the others quickly caught up and completely surrounded Meng Fei.

The ten elders, along with Ren Woxing and Xiang Wentian, a total of twelve top-tier experts of the time, firmly locked their auras onto the lone figure in the center.

With such a lineup, it would be more than enough to deal with a mere evil swordsman, let alone wipe out an entire sect.

Ren Woxing stepped forward, his voice tinged with coldness: "Meng Fei, if you change your mind now, I might spare your life! Otherwise... this place will be your burial ground!"

Meng Fei slowly turned around, the moonlight occasionally piercing through the gaps in the clouds, making his somewhat frightening face appear exceptionally cold.

He did not reply to Ren Woxing's final advice, but instead used his cold eyes to scan the faces around him, which were either ferocious or wary.

Then, he moved!

No warning, no nonsense!

The crimson light of the Azure Blood Sword flashed once more!

This time, it's not a breakout, it's a surprise attack!