Swordholder

They actually smashed a hole as tall as a person into it, big enough for three people to pass through.

"Walk!"

Chen Yuan shouted, signaling Chen Zhaoning and Li Wei to crawl out of the wall first. He then turned around and stared intently at the enemies who still dared to come forward, his iron spike once again gathering sword energy.

laugh!

Another dazzling sword light swept out, and dozens of heads flew into the sky once again!

The remaining creatures were terrified and retreated, with no one daring to stop them anymore.

Yang Ling, in the distance, stared intently at Chen Yuan, her eyes bloodshot, filled with resentment and bitterness, and she roared through gritted teeth:

"Boy, you can't escape! Huang Ting Daoist will be here soon, and you're doomed!"

Chen Yuan glanced at her coldly, a mocking smile curving his lips, and gave her a sharp middle finger!

He then turned and disappeared into the hole in the city wall.

When the distant, rolling mountains and forests outside the city came into view, Chen Yuan's anxiety eased slightly.

He immediately urged Chen Zhaoning and Li Wei, "Quick! Run into the mountains, the faster the better!"

Behind them, only Yang Ling's angry roar remained, and no one dared to chase after them.

Chen Yuan's ferocity had already left a deep impression on them, and no one dared to risk their lives again.

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Half an hour later, the three of them finally rushed into the depths of the forest and saw a burly figure standing in a clearing in the forest, with another figure beside him who looked concerned.

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Seeing Lu Chengfeng's cold face and the worry in Nuomi's eyes, Chen Yuan, Chen Zhaoning, and Li Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His tense mind instantly relaxed, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, as if all his strength had been drained away.

"stand up."

Lu Chengfeng looked down at the three blood-soaked, disheveled figures, his tone still cold, but without a trace of blame.

Chen Yuan and the other two struggled to their feet and stood unsteadily in front of Lu Chengfeng. Despite the excruciating pain all over their bodies, they still straightened their backs.

"Well done."

Suddenly, a large, cold hand reached out and gently rubbed Chen Yuan and Li Wei's heads. The movement was stiff, but it carried a hint of approval that was hard to detect.

When the hand landed on Chen Zhaoning's head, Lu Chengfeng paused slightly and subconsciously tried to withdraw it.

"You don't have to pretend I'm a woman."

Chen Zhaoning proudly raised her head, gently bringing her head closer to rub against the large, cold, pale hand that even bore some signs of rigor mortis.

Chen Zhaoning said firmly, "I am the swordsman, just like them, and I can withstand the test of blood and fire."

Lu Chengfeng was stunned, a hint of surprise flashing in his dark eyes.

Then, he uttered a hoarse, low voice, tinged with a hint of relief:

"Congratulations! Your first baptism of blood, a complete success, has been achieved!"

Chen Yuan, Li Wei, and Chen Zhaoning exchanged a smile, their smiles tinged with weariness, but even more so with relief and determination.

At that moment, they felt as if all their pain and sacrifice had become meaningful, and they finally felt grounded.

They truly became swordsmen!

They have the power to protect themselves and others.

Lu Chengfeng looked at the three teenagers with a wistful gaze, as if recalling his own youth, when he was also so spirited and ambitious.

"Go wash up."

He turned and walked into the depths of the mountains and forests.

Nuomi made a face at Chen Yuan and the other two, then quickly asked worriedly, "Are you alright?"

Chen Yuan shook his head slightly. He wanted to raise his hand to rub Nuomi's head, but when he noticed that he was covered in blood, he immediately withdrew his hand.

Little Nuomi is so adorable, we mustn't let her get tainted with even a trace of blood.

The four quickly followed Lu Chengfeng and walked to a riverbank, where they washed off the bloodstains.

Lu Chengfeng stood by the riverbank like a wooden statue, silent for a long time, before finally speaking:

"You were right not to kill them all or hunt down that female captain named Yang Ling earlier."

"Your strength is still weak, and knowing you are no match, you should temporarily avoid a direct confrontation and wait for another opportunity to strike."

After changing into clean clothes, Chen Yuan and Li Wei walked up to Lu Chengfeng.

Chen Zhaoning went into the jungle to change clothes, and soon emerged dressed in a refreshing and stylish outfit.

The three men and one young man stood in front of Lu Chengfeng once again.

Although Chen Yuan, Li Wei, and Chen Zhaoning were all injured, they were not seriously hurt, only feeling sore and weak all over.

Chen Yuan's injuries were more severe; he was repeatedly elbowed in the head by a tall, imposing Wuxiangshi, but only suffered minor scrapes.

The three were covered in red and swollen marks, but they didn't care. They felt that the battle they had just fought was exhilarating, and they only felt sorry for the girl who had died.

Above the sky, the black sun slowly sank in the west, while the blood-red moon quietly climbed high into the heavens. A night filled with eeriness was about to descend.

Looking at Lu Chengfeng, whose aura was cold and sinister, the group felt a strange sense of security.

Although the person in front of me is an evil zombie, he never harms his own people, so there is no need to be afraid even if we spend the night in the mountains.

"In the future? Waiting for the opportune moment?"

Li Wei pondered Lu Chengfeng's words, paused for a moment, then chuckled, recalling Yang Ling's appearance. "I also want to have a future with her, but unfortunately that woman looks like a poisonous snake; even chickens dare not touch her."

Everyone looked bewildered, except for Chen Yuan, who rolled his eyes.

Lu Chengfeng ignored Li Wei's banter, paused for a moment, and then spoke again:

"However, if we do not exterminate them all, we will leave you with endless troubles in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze, hidden in his hair, suddenly sharpened, like the eyes of a ferocious beast in a dark forest.

"Then let's go kill some more!"

A murderous glint rekindled in Chen Yuan's eyes as he recalled the girl who had died under his iron spikes, and a sharp pain shot through his heart.

Li Wei clicked his tongue and nudged Chen Yuan with his elbow: "Good lad, I never realized you were so easy to kill?"

Chen Yuan glanced at him, and Li Wei immediately shut up.

"No need, you should rest first."

Lu Chengfeng paused for a moment, then said, "Wait for me here."

Before he finished speaking, he had already turned and left.

Chen Yuan and the others were all taken aback.

"Uncle Lu, where are you going?"

Chen Zhaoning asked curiously.

"Clean up the mess."

Before Lu Chengfeng finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot in a few steps and headed towards Huaishan County.

Chen Yuan and the others were dumbfounded.

"He's going to..."

Li Wei's eyes flickered, and he hesitated.

"Shall we...go and take a look?"

A glint flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes as he made a suggestion.

The three were unwilling to wait in place, so they immediately took Nuomi and quietly made their way towards Huaishan County.

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Inside the government office in Huaishan County, Yang Ling gathered all the people he could muster, his face ashen.

The captain of the Wuxiangmen squad from a nearby town also arrived with his men, but they were too late. Everyone looked astonished and incredulous.

In the past, it was always the county seat that supported the towns; when had there ever been a situation where the county seat asked for help?

When they arrived, they saw corpses everywhere, as if they had been bathed in blood, and most of the city walls had collapsed. Everyone was terrified.

"How did a swordsman end up here?"

"Damn it, where did they come from?"

"How could three young swordsmen be so powerful? They actually managed to breach the city wall?"

"Opened over three hundred spiritual apertures? Holy crap, how is that possible? Doesn't that far surpass the level of a monstrous genius?"

"What are we to do now? County Magistrate Huang is dead, Director Liu's son is dead, and many other family members are gone, even the head of the He family is dead!"

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Several captains of the Wuxiang Division discussed with grim expressions. They were squad leaders from nearby towns, and with such a major incident occurring in Huaishan County, their slow response would surely result in punishment.

"We can only wait for Director Liu to return; I've heard he's on his way with the elite Huai Shan Wu Xiang cavalry!"

Yang Ling rubbed her forehead and said helplessly, "And the county magistrate, he also went to assist Director Liu, so he should return together."

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.

As darkness fell, night descended.

One of the captains of the Wuxiang Division couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere inside the hall and wanted to go outside for some fresh air.

Boom!

He had just pushed open the palace door when a thunderclap suddenly exploded in the sky, and a dazzling bolt of lightning tore through the night sky!

Under the dim moonlight, a burly figure stood, exuding a cold aura, his right hand gripping a long sword diagonally.

Boom!

Thunder roared again in the sky, and light shone brightly on the earth.

The captain of the Wuxiang Division froze instantly. In the lightning, he saw the pair of scarlet eyes beneath the other's disheveled long hair.

"A demon? What kind of demon dares to trespass into the county government office and court death!"

Captain Wuxiangsi grinned maliciously, showing no fear whatsoever.

There are still dozens of Wuxiang warriors and several captains inside the hall, making them a formidable force.

"What's wrong? Why are you spacing out?"

Inside the hall, Yang Ling shouted a question.

The next instant, Yang Ling's pupils shrank dramatically!

The head of the captain of the Wuxiang team at the door was slowly twisted behind his back, his eyes wide open, a gruesome sight.

"Damn it, enemy attack!"

Yang Ling's expression changed drastically, and she shouted sharply.

Before he finished speaking, the captain's head flew in and smashed into the head of another Wuxiangshi.

boom!

The cultivator inside the hall was caught off guard and died on the spot.

"Damn it, it's an evil spirit!"

Someone recognized the intruder and gasped in shock.

The crowd was horrified and drew their swords and spears in preparation.

"Who are you, and why are you slaughtering my disciples of the Wuxiang Sect!"

Yang Ling transformed into a five- or six-meter-long snake tail beneath her and angrily questioned her.

"To seek justice for the younger generation who were bullied during the day."

The intruder spoke in a hoarse voice.

The person who arrived was Lu Chengfeng.

Yang Ling's angry expression froze, and her pupils suddenly contracted:

"You...you're also a Swordholder? How could this be!"

Lu Chengfeng remained expressionless as his longsword was suddenly drawn!

Clang!

A crisp sword cry resounded through the night sky, and a blinding sword light tore through the darkness!

laugh!

In the blink of an eye, Yang Ling's head flew high into the air, his eyes wide open in death.

"Lord Yang!"

The other fortune tellers were terrified.

Yang Ling was the strongest among them, yet he was instantly killed in one blow!

What level of cultivation does this newcomer possess?

"In broad daylight, you bully the few with your numbers, the weak with your size—what a display of power!"

Lu Chengfeng's cold voice entered everyone's ears like steel needles piercing through them, making their hearts and souls feel like they were about to break!

"Tonight, I, Lu, have arrived. Please, all of you, begin your journey!"

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