Tianlong: Starting with Mantuo Manor as fertilizer

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battle...

A snap.

Mu Wanqing's longsword had been snapped in two by Sun Sanba with scissors.

Sun Sanba laughed loudly, "Little lady, just admit defeat! It would be very bad if I hurt you. Last time, that little lady had too fiery a temper, and I cut off her head with one stroke, leaving her decapitated!"

Mu Wanqing raised her hand and fired two arrows, aiming straight for the opponent's face.

With two sharp clangs, both pieces were cut open by Sun Sanba with scissors.

Taking advantage of the situation, Mu Wanqing rolled over, picked up the broken blade from the ground, and held it in her left palm.

The sharp blade pierced her flesh, and blood flowed down, but she seemed oblivious.

Having previously received guidance from Wang Yuyan, Mu Wanqing had already mastered the Shura Twin Blades.

Unfortunately, I have never had the chance to switch to a suitable weapon.

At this moment, he used the broken sword in his right hand and the broken blade in his left hand as dual swords, and his moves suddenly changed.

He slashed left and right, then spun around and struck horizontally.

Every move was a desperate, ruthless, and merciless attack, leaving no room for retreat.

In contrast, although Sun Sanba had a unique and powerful weapon, his left side was vulnerable and could not be concealed, making him less formidable than Mu Wanqing's sharp and unpredictable moves.

In a short time, his weaknesses became more and more apparent, and he suffered repeated defeats.

If it weren't for the leather armor protecting him, he would have been torn to pieces long ago.

In a short while, Sun Sanba was forced to defend himself and staggered.

While desperately blocking the attack, he shouted for help: "Brother Wu, help me!"

But out of the corner of his eye, he saw Wu Liang with a poisoned arrow piercing his brain. He was immediately terrified and his moves became even more chaotic.

How could Mu Wanqing let such a good opportunity slip by?

She spun around like a gentle breeze, the broken blade slicing across Sun Sanba's neck.

Blood gushed out instantly, staining his clothes red.

Sun Sanba fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing that the formidable enemy had been eliminated, Mu Wanqing felt a sharp pain in her hand and loosened her grip on the broken blade slightly. She then turned and stood in front of Wang Yuyan, separating Su the Blind.

The sun was shining brightly as noon approached.

Through his blindfold, Su could vaguely see human figures.

He didn't care at all about Sun Sanba's death.

He looked at Wu Liang, whose mind was filled with arrows, and shook his head with a sigh.

"I'll just pass on those two moves to you. With your talent, how far can you go in this martial world? It's better to die, it's better to die!"

He then looked at Xie Buruo: "It seems you have solved the puzzle left by Elder Murong. Not bad, not bad, your aptitude is much better than this old man's."

Xie Bu Ruo remained noncommittal, only cautiously keeping his distance, and did not reply.

Su the Blind then turned to Wang Yuyan: "You said you could break my sword technique using that method just now? He knows the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique), so it's not surprising that he could dodge that sword."

Wang Yuyan shook her head: "What is Lingbo Weibu? I've never heard of it. Although the Immortal Points the Way is a superior sword technique, it is not invincible. The Shaolin School's Bodhidharma Swordplay is not necessarily inferior to it. Moreover, according to legend, the number one sword technique in the world is the Six Meridians Divine Sword of the Dali Duan family."

Blind Su chuckled coldly, "Then tell me, young lady, how do you break the thirteenth transformation of the Immortal's Guidance?"

Wang Yuyan replied seriously, "If I were to break it, your grand-disciple wouldn't even be able to use the thirteenth transformation."

Su the Blind Man was so angry that he laughed out loud when he heard that the other person's tone was gentle and refined, but his words were incredibly arrogant.

"Alright, alright, at what turn will that girl break this move?"

"Any change is fine."

"Oh, then this old man will have to see for himself."

"I don't know martial arts, so I'll just explain the moves to you verbally. Shall you attack first, or shall I?"

Su the Blind Man sneered, "With Miss Wang's skills, I should naturally go first."

After saying that, he leaped backward into the air, broke off a branch, and in a flash, returned to his original position.

Then, with a slight turn of his wrist, he unleashed the "Immortal Points the Way" move, but it was merely a feint and did not actually attack.

Wang Yuyan said loudly, "Your sword strike is intended to strike first, with subsequent changes linked together. If you try to counter each move, you will inevitably be controlled. I will then use the Taiyi School's 'Snow Falls on the Cold River' to launch a preemptive attack, stabbing your Fengshi and Futu acupoints on your lower body."

Upon hearing this, Blind Su was slightly taken aback.

He practiced martial arts in Wuliang Mountain from a young age, specializing in Wuliang sword techniques.

After becoming Li Qiushui's male concubine, he received three sword techniques from her, which broadened his horizons and greatly improved his skills.

Unfortunately, Li Qiushui soon grew tired of him, sealed him in a sack, and sank him into Sword Lake.

After narrowly escaping death, he suffered another ordeal, and his eyes were sewn shut.

Later, he traveled to Shanxi and Suzhou, constantly hiding and fleeing, and his experience in the martial arts world was ultimately limited.

Hearing Wang Yuyan mention "Snow Falling on the Cold River" was something he had never heard of before, and he couldn't figure out the moves or techniques at all.

Blind Su hesitated for a moment, then said, "This old man is ignorant and ill-informed; I hope Miss Wang can demonstrate!"

Mu Wanqing had a fiery temper and had long been dissatisfied with him, so she couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks.

"You're blind, you can't see it even if I demonstrate it."

"A blind man has his own methods."

Su the Blind Man's figure blurred, and he was already in front of Mu Wanqing.

Mu Wanqing was startled and raised her sword to block.

Two whooshing sounds were heard.

The blind man Su gently tapped her wrist with the branch in his hand.

With two clangs, the broken sword in Mu Wanqing's hand fell to the ground.

It was at this moment.

A sword light flew across the sky, pointing diagonally upwards, aiming straight for Blind Su's heart.

Hearing the wind and seeing the sword shadow, Su the Blind Man smiled, lightly touched the ground with his feet, and landed back in his original position.

A pair of blindfolded eyes looked at Xie Buruo.

"My good grand-disciple, you are much better than your senior brother. I only saw him use the thirteenth transformation once, and you have already learned about 50 or 60 percent of it. Not bad, truly not bad."

Wang Yuyan, worried that the two sides might clash again, chimed in.

"I don't know martial arts, and even if I did, it wouldn't look right. I'll find someone to do it for me."

As she spoke, she called Xie Buruo to her side and taught him the move "Snow Falls on the Cold River".

Xie Buruo had previously read many martial arts classics in order to learn the "Immortal Points the Way" move, which broadened his horizons and gave him a foundation in swordsmanship.

After Wang Yuyan explained the move "Snow Falls on the Cold River," he had already grasped most of it.

After asking a few more questions and silently rehearsing them twice, he walked up to Blind Su and demonstrated the move.

Su the Blind Man watched as the blurry figure pointed his longsword diagonally, aiming straight for a vital point on his right leg. The move was simple and swift, yet he laughed heartily.

"Though it's a good move, how can it compare to my 'Immortal's Guidance'! With just this one change, you will be defeated."

He quickly twisted his wrist and used the seventh transformation of the Immortal Pointing the Way.

The tree branches slanted down, blocking all the paths of the "Snow Falls on the Cold River" move.

Blind Su said smugly, "Your move is all about speed and accuracy, leaving no room for error. But 'Immortal's Guidance' is full of unexpected twists and turns. Your sword path is sealed, and your options are exhausted. How can you possibly fight against me?"

Wang Yuyan shook her head and sighed softly, "I thought you would use the sixth or fourth transformation to deal with me. If that were the case, I would have had to use a few more moves. But you chose the seventh transformation, so I can defeat you in the next move."

At that moment, Wang Yuyan taught Xie Buruo a move called "Vajra Wrath".

This move is one of the seventy-two Shaolin arts, specifically the Bodhidharma Sword Technique.

The swordplay was powerful and unrestrained, with unparalleled strength and ferocity.

Xie listened attentively, memorized the key points, and immediately demonstrated the steps.

Although it only has the form, it still has a hint of majestic grandeur.

Su the Blind watched coldly. Although he thought the move was ingenious, he believed that to defeat him in one move was nothing short of a fantasy.

Just as he was about to speak sarcastically, he suddenly felt a jolt in his heart and his expression changed drastically.

He realized that when he used his sixth transformation to block the move "Snow Falls on the Cold River," although he could cut off the sword's path, his left ribs were inevitably exposed when he changed his move.

Xie But this move, "Vajra's Wrathful Gaze," is fierce and direct, striking without bias or deviation, aiming straight at this vulnerable spot, using clumsiness to overcome skill, leaving no room for evasion.

Cold sweat beaded on Blind Su's forehead. After a long silence, he slowly said, "He can't kill me with this move."

The "he" mentioned naturally refers to Xie Buruo.

The meaning of this statement couldn't be clearer.

This sword technique is indeed exquisite, but Xie Ru's internal strength is too shallow. It's like a three-year-old child holding a sharp axe. The axe may be sharp, but if the strength is insufficient, it will be difficult to hurt anyone.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuyan immediately retorted.

"If we're only talking about skill level, then there's no need to discuss sword techniques or moves."

"If you were facing Master Xuanci of Shaolin today, you wouldn't need to use the Bodhidharma Sword Technique. You would only need to use the 'Homage to the Tathagata' move from the Arhat Fist, and punch him in the chest. No matter how subtle the changes in your sword technique are, you cannot withstand this force that breaks through ten techniques."

Su the Blind was speechless.

He remained silent for a long while, then slowly spoke again.

"I have two more sword moves left. Let's see if Miss Wang can break them."