A man stands before the heavens, his sword emerges from the Emei Mountains.

Birds will look back three times, and people will think three times; Chen Yu's mind was in turmoil.

In the world of "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber," the Purple-Robed Dragon King taught Yin Li the "Thousand Spider Poison Hand" technique and also possessed various methods of using poison. He had injured martial artists with centipedes and scorpions, forcing them to seek treatment from Hu Qingniu in Butterfly Valley. Dai Qisi came from Persia. Although she lived on Ling Snake Island with Mr. Silver Leaf, it's impossible that all her techniques originated from the Han family. Could they be from the Five Poisons Sect?

Looking around, Ma Sangu saw many figures all around. Judging from their figures and movements, none of them were ordinary people. An astonishing battle spread in the blink of an eye. The disciples in the altar were shot and killed by hidden weapons as soon as they made contact with the opponents. They were ruthless and vicious. She didn't know which enemy they were.

This was all due to Chen Yu's influence. Along the way, he repeatedly emphasized that when dealing with sects like the Five Poisons Sect, one must not be soft-hearted or have a compassionate nature, but rather use hidden weapons to injure the enemy and kill them with a single sword strike.

Bei Jinyi, Ji Xiaofu, Su Mengqing, and others were alright because of their considerable martial arts skills, but the outer disciples were met with iron lotus seeds and throwing knives at the first encounter. In the deep of night, amidst the misty rain, how could they possibly escape?

The Emei disciples were all dressed in straw raincoats and bamboo hats, making it difficult for Ma Sangu to identify them in the darkness.

"What sect or school do you belong to? State your name!"

"Guess." Chen Yu's thoughts returned, and with a move called "Frosty Thousand Miles," the sword light was as dense as waves, like a stream of clear water flowing.

Ma Sangu was unarmed and wary of Chen Yu's exquisite swordsmanship, so she retreated into the building behind her.

Yang An turned and charged at several Five Poisons Sect members who had come to his aid.

As the view rose, Granny Jin Hua's figure seemed to dance in the air, drifting down from the old tree branch behind the wooden building, like wisps of smoke disappearing into the room.

She paid no attention to the fighting downstairs. Her gaze fell on the "Acupressure Manual" on the table, and she chuckled softly. She put it into her sleeve, rummaged through the drawers, and found another yellow-covered martial arts manual.

"The Five Poisons Sect's medicinal wine can dispel cold; let's see if there's a secret recipe." Granny Jin Hua searched carefully.

……

Chen Yu practiced authentic Emei martial arts and opened the Yangqiao and Yinqiao meridians, which have the effect of improving eyesight. With his inner strength, his eyesight was exceptional. He wielded a Longquan sword, sometimes using Emei sword techniques, sometimes Quanzhen sword techniques, and sometimes Jade Maiden sword techniques. Sometimes his movements were wide and powerful, sometimes light and graceful, and sometimes ever-changing. The sword light intertwined and rolled in, clear and bright, cold and sharp. He made Ma Sangu very flustered. No matter what she grabbed, it would be shredded by the sharp sword in just a few moves.

Ma Sangu secretly groaned. Her weapons and hidden weapons were all in the bedroom. How could such a troublesome and difficult evil star have come?

As the two retreated, Ma Sangu grabbed a wine jar from the wooden table and threw it at Chen Yu.

When facing the Five Poisons Sect, how could Chen Yu recklessly cleave the altar with his sword? Instead, he deftly flicked the bottom of the altar with his longsword, and the heavy jar, weighing several kilograms, landed steadily on the sword's surface. He spun around, the altar following the sword's movement, and as he turned, he flicked his wrist and exerted force, sending the jar hurtling towards Ma Sangu.

The ugly woman shifted her position, and with a boom, the jar shattered, releasing a fragrant aroma of wine. Snakes, scorpions, and centipedes were wriggling on the ground.

That was close...

Aunt Ma flipped the table, and the sturdy wooden table came crashing down with a whoosh.

Chen Yu leaned forward, almost touching the ground, and unleashed the "Peach Blossom Flowing Water" move from "Wandering Willow Sword in the Wind." The surging sword light flew up, as if to wash away and devour everything in its path.

A move similar to "Night Battle in All Directions" is indeed difficult to defend against. Ma Sangu's vision was blocked by the wooden table. Chen Yu flew past in an instant, and blood gushed out from the outside of the opponent's calf.

"Keng"

The Longquan sword touched the wall, its strength and gentleness curving into a beautiful arc. Chen Yu sprang up, his feet hooking onto the roof beams with a slap, his body hanging upside down. The "Falling Leaves" sword technique suddenly appeared, the sword light like strands of silk cascading down towards Ma Sangu.

Ma Sangu looked up and the first thing she saw was a face with distinct features but still youthful. Then, the sword light poured down like a celestial river being overturned.

The precious sword was paired with exquisite sword techniques. The inner force of the Nine Yang Sword of Emei was unleashed, and the blade cut through the air with a piercing whistling sound like tearing silk.

Ma Sangu's green skirt fluttered as she retreated swiftly, blood spurting everywhere in an instant. Then, she landed and bounced up, striking the wooden building with both palms.

boom!

The wooden planks flew through the air, and Ma Sangu landed on the second floor. She took a few quick steps to her bedroom, when a heart-wrenching pain suddenly shot through her feet. She looked down and saw that a long sword pierced through the sole of her foot, shredding the tendons and bones of her calf.

"Ah!" Ma Sangu's heart-wrenching scream still echoed in the blood-stained air as her body crashed onto the wooden floor. Behind her, the entire wooden plank was shredded by a sword light. Chen Yu floated up and landed on the ground. In a flash, his figure crossed paths with Chen Yu, who skillfully struck acupoints and dislocated her jawbone.

"Such ruthless and experienced methods."

A sinister voice suddenly reached his ears, making Chen Yu's hair stand on end. He drew his longsword to protect himself and lunged backward.

The gray figures in their robes seemed to surge and dance suddenly, but amidst the boiling and cracking sounds of the air, a figure flew through the window like a crane in flight, disappearing into the mountains in an instant.

Chen Yu stared intently at the hunched figure holding a cane, cold sweat pouring down his face.

Dai Qisi?

Chen Yu took a few quick breaths, no longer caring whether the other party was really the Purple-Robed Dragon King. His gaze, guided by the candlelight, fell on the wooden cabinet that Ma Sangu's fingertips had touched.

Chen Yu stepped forward and opened the cabinet door.

A cleverly designed box, shaped like a thin iron box and equipped with mechanisms, came into view.

"Luckily, it must be a hidden weapon. If this woman had caught me, I would have been lucky to escape with my life."

Chen Yu put the box into his sleeve pocket, drew his sword, and leaped out of the building.

……

The air was thick with the stench of blood, and the clash of swords produced intense sparks. Yang An fought two opponents against one, holding his own. Several corpses of Five Poisons Sect members lay on the ground.

Chen Yu could tell that the opponent who was sparring with Yang An was not much less skilled than Luo Kui, and should be a hall master or incense master or the like.

The old man went down the mountain for half a year and his skills improved a lot.

Chen Yu ran towards Bei Jinyi, who was nearby, and she seemed to be struggling.

"kill."

In the instant the distance closed, a member of the Five Poisons Sect slashed at Chen Yu's ankle with a long saber. Chen Yu suddenly raised and lowered one foot, stepping on the saber's surface. He then flicked his Longquan sword upwards, and the head of the burly man wielding the saber flew off.

Chen Yu performs a side kick in mid-air.

With a whooshing sound, one of the Five Poisons Sect leaders who was attacking Bei Jinyi swung his sword backhand.

"puff"

A shocking burst of blood erupted in the drizzle. The incense master turned around and saw the severed head hanging on the knife. He cried out in alarm as two sword flowers attacked from the left and right. The image of the sword light was still vivid in his eyes as the man was struck in both shoulders at the same time.

Chen Yu advanced with fluid grace, slamming the incense master into another person.

The man staggered backward, and Chen Yu leaped into the air, thrusting his sword towards the head. The man swung his sabers to parry the longsword, but Bei Jinyi's figure followed closely, and in a flash of bright sword light, the man's throat was pierced.

Chen Yu used the recoil to float more than two zhang away, landing and assassinating someone under the "flowers and moon". He located the source of the sound, turned around and inserted flowers, and his sharp sword pierced the chest of a Five Poisons Sect member behind him.

"Junior brother, be careful!" Hu Beijin shouted. In Chen Yu's peripheral vision, he saw a member of the Five Poisons Sect rushing forward with a knife, leaping into the air.

Chen Yu took off his straw hat with his left hand and threw it out.

bang...

The spinning straw hat struck him squarely in the chest, raindrops bursting forth. The cultist's chest felt as if he had been hammered, and he fell through the air to crash to the ground. An Emei disciple swiftly stepped forward and stabbed him with his sword.

"Junior brother, what skill you have!" Bei Jinyi said, her cheeks showing dimples. She held a long sword and charged after Chen Yu. Chen Yu's figure was elusive, thrusting east and west. No one could withstand two or three moves from him. The sound of weapons falling to the ground echoed as his figure moved.

In the drizzling rain, lime sprinkled by male disciples of the Emei outer sect sizzled on their opponents' faces.

"well done."

Chen Yu gave a compliment and then darted over.

"Thank you for your praise, senior brother."

The disciple was greatly encouraged and stabbed his opponent to death with a single sword strike.