The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun.

"The Deadly Triple Immortal Sword!"

Feng Buping and Ning Zhongze were shocked. As members of the Huashan Sect, they immediately recognized that Yue Buqun was now using the Sword Sect's ultimate move, the Deadly Three Immortal Swords.

Jiang Ning also knew this move and used it frequently, but unlike Yue Buqun, Jiang Ning always leaped up and stabbed down from above to open the opponent's back when using the last sword strike, while Yue Buqun did it from below.

The deadly triple sword strike was extremely ruthless, and Ren Woxing was caught off guard and had no time to react. In a flash, he forcefully used his internal energy to escape the area.

thump.

After landing, Ren Woxing couldn't help but take a step back, his chest heaving slightly.

Before he could make his next move, Yue Buqun had already leaped forward, thrusting his longsword repeatedly.

Ren Woxing's face was gloomy. In the face of Yue Buqun's offensive, he retreated and kept blocking.

At this moment, he felt a slight pain in his dantian.

He had rushed his internal energy too quickly and hadn't managed to get his breath back up. Now, Yue Buqun was pressing him relentlessly, giving him no chance to catch his breath. Ren Woxing could only forcefully suppress his anger and struggle to resist.

The battle on the field changed so quickly that the onlookers were caught off guard. Only top experts like Fang Zheng could see the reason, while some martial arts practitioners with low skill levels couldn't understand how the two who were evenly matched just a moment ago were now about to determine a winner.

"Just now, Master Ren used his internal energy too hastily, which caused his internal energy to become stagnant. Now, Sect Leader Yue is pressing him relentlessly, and Master Ren is showing signs of defeat."

Fang Zheng said.

In a battle between masters, victory or defeat often hinges on a single moment. Ren Woxing made a careless move and Yue Buqun seized the opportunity to relentlessly pursue him. Given the current situation, defeat is only a matter of time, and he may even lose his life on Mount Song.

"Master is about to win!"

Linghu Chong's eyes lit up.

It's clear to anyone with eyes that Yue Buqun has gained the upper hand, while Ren Woxing is being suppressed and is clearly in a losing position.

"This is bad. When the leader was using his internal energy to dodge Yue Buqun's sword, he didn't catch his breath. Yue Buqun is relentlessly attacking. The leader can't hold on for much longer."

Despite the pain of losing an arm, Xiang Wentian carefully observed the battle between the two. Now, seeing the situation on the field suddenly change, he couldn't help but frown.

Ren Yingying was even more anxious at this moment. She had just rescued Ren Woxing from the West Lake prison not long ago. If he died in Songshan, all her efforts over the years would be in vain.

Ren Yingying gave a wink to a member of the Sun Moon Sect not far from her.

The man nodded in understanding, raised his hand, and the Sun Moon Sect members behind him simultaneously raised their crossbows and fired, sending more than a dozen arrows flying towards the center of the field.

"not good!"

Many people in the righteous path were shocked by what they saw. Ning Zhongze, Tianmen Daoist, Master Mo Da, and Abbess Dingxian and Abbess Qingzhu all changed their expressions and were about to take action.

"Master, be careful!"

The disciples of Mount Hua were shocked by the scene and couldn't help but want to draw their swords and rush over.

Lu Da was furious and instinctively reached for his sword at his waist. The next second, a figure swept past him.

"Huh? Where's my sword?"

Lu Dayou reached for his sword but grasped at empty air. He couldn't help but look down and saw that he only had the scabbard left in his hand; the sword was nowhere to be found. When he looked up again, a figure was already rushing towards the center of the arena, still holding his sword in his hand.

"Junior Brother Jiang Ning!"

Lu Dayou shouted.

Jiang Ning moved with incredible speed, unleashing his full power of innate skill, and in a few leaps he rushed into the arena.

when!when!when!

Jiang Ning flew into the air and struck repeatedly with his longsword, knocking all the dozen or so arrows to the ground.

"it is good!"

The martial arts practitioners couldn't help but cheer when they saw Jiang Ning resolve the situation, and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Jiang Ning did not stop after landing; he rushed towards the Sun Moon Sect without stopping.

"Junior Brother Jiang Ning!"

Everyone was shocked by what they saw. The Huashan disciples exclaimed in surprise, not understanding what Jiang Ning was going to do.

Jiang Ning moved with incredible speed, leaving only a blur, and soon he rushed into the Sun Moon Sect's camp.

"what!!!"

A scream rang out from the spot where the crossbow bolts had been fired earlier.

Jiang Ning cleaved a member of the Sun Moon Cult in two with a single sword strike.

Without waiting for anyone else to react, Jiang Ning immediately began the massacre.

puff!

Jiang Ning flicked his sword, unleashing a crescent-shaped sword aura that sliced ​​several cult members in half at the waist.

In just a few breaths, Jiang Ning killed more than a dozen people, all of whom were the cult members who had shot arrows at Yue Buqun earlier.

After killing these dozen or so people, Jiang Ning turned his gaze to the man who had waved and shot the arrow earlier.

This person was dressed in fine robes, clearly indicating that he held a high position within the Sun Moon Sect.

Jiang Ning charged straight at them.

When the man saw Jiang Ning charging towards him, he was terrified and turned to run away. However, Jiang Ning quickly caught up and grabbed him.

A strong gust of wind came from behind. The man had only run two steps before Jiang Ning caught up with him. Sensing the killing intent behind him, it was too late to escape. The man had no choice but to turn around and raise his hand to defend himself.

puff!

A severed arm flew off, accompanied by a scream.

Jiang Ning severed the man's arm with a single sword stroke, then grabbed his head and twisted it. With a snap, the body was separated from its head.

Jiang Ning grabbed his head and quickly retreated. In a few leaps, before the Sun Moon Cult could react, he had already broken away from their camp and arrived in the center of the arena.

At this moment, most of the Sun Moon Sect members had not yet reacted, and by the time they did, Jiang Ning had already gone far away.

Jiang Ning held his head in one hand, his gaze fixed on the Sun Moon Sect not far away.

Boom!

Jiang Ning released his grip, and the head fell to the ground with a thud. Before it could roll to the side, Jiang Ning stomped on it.

puff!

His head was crushed, and blood and brain matter splattered everywhere.

Jiang Ning stared coldly at the Sun Moon Sect.

His robes were now stained with blood, and beneath his feet lay shattered heads and splattered brain matter.

The Sun Moon Cult members opposite him glared at him angrily.

Fang Zhengchongxu was speechless at the sight, unable to distinguish which side was the demonic path.

Chapter 384: Killing Intent

Ren Yingying was both shocked and furious upon seeing this.

The other side is now telling them that if they dare to interfere with the battle again, those who just died will suffer the same fate.

Jiang Ning stormed into their camp in broad daylight, slaughtered everyone, and then left. Now he's provoking them like this, which has enraged many members of the Sun Moon Cult.

"Young Master Jiang is very bloodthirsty."

Chongxu couldn't help but say.

Killing someone is one thing, but using such a violent method is quite another. Jiang Ning's bloodthirstiness and temperament are somewhat frightening to him.

Fang Zheng frowned and remained silent.

"Kill him!"

Some members of the Sun Moon Cult shouted loudly, and the rest of the followers, incited by the chant, were already eager to act.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Several sects from Mount Hua, Mount Tai, Mount Heng, Mount Emei, and Mount Hengshan drew their swords and faced each other, creating a tense atmosphere.

"As expected of the Demonic Sect, they resort to underhanded tactics when they can't win a fight. Now they're angry and want to fight, is that it? Then come on, are you afraid of us?"

A disciple of Mount Hua shouted angrily.

A major battle between the two sides is imminent.

"stop!"

Ren Yingying spoke up, stopping the actions of the Sun Moon Sect members.

She held great authority, and her words immediately calmed down the restless members of the Sun Moon Sect, though they still looked at the Huashan faction with anger.

Bang!Bang!

The sounds of Ren Woxing and Yue Buqun fighting continued unabated, drawing everyone's attention.

Previously, Yue Buqun had been pressing Ren Woxing relentlessly, giving him no chance to catch his breath. However, what had just happened gave Ren Woxing a brief respite. After taking a deep breath, he rallied his spirits and continued fighting Yue Buqun. At this point, their battle had reached a fever pitch.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The two men's internal energy exploded around them continuously, creating a very intense atmosphere.

Ren Woxing's attacks, whether punches or claws, were unpredictable, and Yue Buqun's Huashan swordsmanship was equally exquisite.

boom!

Ren Woxing's palm strike missed its mark, but the resulting burst of internal force created a crater in the ground where Yue Buqun had just stood.

Just as Ren Woxing was about to continue his attack, a sudden, sharp pain shot through his chest.

not good!

Ren Woxing remained expressionless, but was inwardly terrified.

His internal energy was depleted, and the side effects of the Star Absorbing Technique began to backfire.

The chest pain intensified, and I even felt dizzy.

Ren Woxing's expression remained unchanged, and his movements did not falter in the slightest, but he was actually already considering his escape route.