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

Despite feeling down, Fang Zheng managed to adjust his mood.

"But since it's all in the past, there's no need to dwell on it. Since Elder Feng has been out of the public eye for so many years, he probably has no intention of returning to the martial world and just wants to live a carefree life. Let's not bother him any further."

Now that he knew Feng Qingyang's true identity, Fang Zheng felt that he had to be extremely cautious when dealing with the Huashan Sect.

Previously, he had always thought that Feng Qingyang harbored hatred towards the Qi Sect. He hadn't shown his face for so many years, watching Yue Buqun struggle to support the Huashan Sect alone. So even if he later attacked the Huashan Sect, Feng Qingyang wouldn't care. But now, that might not be the case.

Feng Qingyang is not a member of the Sword Sect, which means that he doesn't actually hate the Qi Sect that much. At most, he's just angry, but he still has feelings for them. Otherwise, he wouldn't have personally gone down the mountain last year to ask Shaolin for help.

Fang Zheng believes that if the targeting of the Huashan Sect becomes too obvious, the hidden bomb in the back mountain of Huashan will be unleashed.

Even if we were to target the Huashan Sect, we should at least wait until Feng Qingyang is dead.

Fang Zheng thought to himself silently.

He was already very old, and Feng Qingyang was even older than him. He believed that Feng Qingyang was nearing the end of his life and only had a few years left to live. Once Feng Qingyang died, Shaolin would have already subdued the Hengshan sects, and then they could attack the Huashan sect without restraint.

"Yes, senior brother."

Fang Sheng nodded.

After arranging everything, Fang Zheng also felt sleepy.

Thinking is the most mentally taxing thing.

"Senior brother, I'll take my leave now."

Fang Sheng, being quite perceptive, prepared to leave, but at that moment a noisy commotion suddenly arose outside.

What's going on outside?

Fang Zheng frowned and said.

Bang!

The door was opened, and a monk rushed in.

"Abbot, a fire has broken out on Mount Song! The Songshan Sect is fighting with several other sects, including those from Mount Hua and Mount Tai!"

Fang Sheng was about to reprimand the monk when he heard these words and was startled, and subconsciously spoke up.

"What did you say?"

Fang Zheng had already stood up, and in a flash, he disappeared from sight.

Upon arriving outside the courtyard, many Shaolin disciples stood and looked towards the distant mountains, discussing amongst themselves.

Fang Zheng looked up and saw that it was in the direction of Shengguan Peak.

Shaoshi Mountain and Shengguan Peak are not far apart, but they are still some distance apart. Fang Zheng actually saw flames shooting into the sky on Shengguan Peak from here.

"what happened?"

The patient's condition was characterized by uncertainty and unease.

Meanwhile, Chongxu, Zhenshanzi, and the others had already arrived.

"Abbot, I heard that the Sect Leader of Shangyue Sect on Mount Song and the others are fighting with the Songshan Sect?"

Chongxu spoke up.

"The most urgent thing for everyone is to go up Mount Song and take a look first."

Fang Zheng didn't explain anything; he had only just learned about it himself. The group, consisting of disciples from several sects, hurriedly headed towards Mount Song.

When the group arrived at Shengguan Peak, they heard shouts of battle from the mountainside and could even see flames and thick smoke billowing from the peak in the distance.

Fang Zheng and the others dared not linger and began to climb the mountain. When they reached the summit, they found corpses everywhere.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Disciples of the Songshan Sect clashed with disciples of several Huashan Sects, and a large number of martial arts practitioners also joined the battle.

The stench of blood was overwhelming.

Everyone who witnessed this scene was shocked.

"Where is Sect Leader Yue?"

Zhenshanzi asked.

Just then, a loud shout rang out from not far away.

"Sword Separation Style!"

The sound drew everyone's attention.

A group of martial arts practitioners and disciples of Mount Song surrounded one person.

That person was none other than Linghu Chong.

At this moment, Linghu Chong's figure kept weaving through the crowd's encirclement and attack. His sword had already left his hand and was constantly flying around him. With each flight, someone became a corpse.

"What kind of sword technique is this?"

The crowd looked on in astonishment and disbelief.

Does the Huashan Sect possess such swordsmanship?

Fang Zheng's gaze had now turned serious.

"The Nine Swords of Dugu..."

He had already recognized that Linghu Chong was now using the Dugu Nine Swords.

Feng Qingyang actually passed on his swordsmanship to Linghu Chong?

"What exquisite swordsmanship."

Chongxu spoke up.

"Such exquisite swordsmanship exists in the world."

Zhenshanzi couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

At this moment, Linghu Chong seemed to be controlling the sword to kill people with his mind, which was very much like the methods of a god. However, those present were all leaders of various sects and top masters in the martial arts world with extraordinary martial arts skills.

They could all see that at this moment, Linghu Chong's sword seemed to have left his hand, but in fact, Linghu Chong was using the sword as a guide to release the sword from his hand and kill people with sword energy, while at the same time controlling it with his body.

Linghu Chong throws his sword, controlling its trajectory with a strange movement and internal force. Whenever he is about to kill someone, he uses his shoulder, leg, or other body parts to change the sword's trajectory and simultaneously unleash sword energy to kill the enemy.

The brilliance of this swordsmanship lies in its ability to kill enemies from a distance without the sword in hand, and to attack the enemy's blind spots while flying through the air, making it impossible for the enemy to defend against. It is quite ingenious.

The group of people were all martial arts masters, but this was the first time they had ever seen such swordsmanship, and they were so shocked that they were speechless.

They seemed to have witnessed the pinnacle of skill.

Chapter 398: Melee

Everyone present was so shocked by the swordsmanship that Linghu Chong displayed that they were thrown into disarray.

They never expected that Linghu Chong, who had always been unknown, would be so powerful. Judging from the strength he was showing at this moment, he was already on par with the leaders of various sects.

This discovery left those present even more speechless.

They had always thought Jiang Ning was the most outstanding disciple of the Huashan Sect, but they never expected Linghu Chong to be so powerful; they had never noticed before.

Jiang Ning's brilliance was so dazzling that it overshadowed Linghu Chong.

puff!

Linghu Chong used his internal energy to control the trajectory of the sword, and at the same time unleashed sword energy to kill another person.

At this moment, he was surrounded by corpses.

The remaining disciples of Songshan and the martial arts practitioners surrounding him also looked at him with fear.

The swordsmanship that Linghu Chong used to kill people was too strange and unpredictable in their eyes, which made them all want to back down.

"run!"

One of the martial arts figures immediately turned and ran.

His escape also triggered the flight of the other martial arts practitioners, leaving only the disciples of Mount Song in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the number of people surrounding him had decreased, Linghu Chong prepared to cheer himself on and kill all the Songshan disciples in one fell swoop.

Although they were allies before today, they are now enemies, and the other side wants to kill them. Linghu Chong will not show any mercy at this moment.

Linghu Chong took a deep breath and was about to continue fighting when a cry of alarm suddenly rang out from afar.

It was Yue Lingshan's voice.

Linghu Chong turned his head and saw that Yue Lingshan was also surrounded in the distance, and those surrounding her were all martial arts practitioners.

At this moment, these people all had lewd smiles on their faces and were spewing vulgarities.

"Hehe, you must be Yue Buqun's daughter, right? You're so pretty, I almost feel bad killing you."

One of them leered and said, "Since you can't escape anyway, why don't you just surrender and let us brothers have some fun? Maybe we'll let you go."

"dream!"

Yue Lingshan kept fighting back, while also shouting and cursing at these people.

"Stop wasting time talking to her, just go for it! Chop off her hands and feet so she can't fight back, then you can do whatever you want with her!"

A martial arts expert said that these people attacked even more fiercely.

Yue Lingshan gradually found it difficult to persevere.

Her talent is actually average; she's already at her limit to have persisted this long.

"Junior Sister!"

Linghu Chong was furious at the sight and, disregarding the people around him, turned to rush over to rescue Yue Lingshan, but the Songshan disciples surrounded him again.

"Get out of here, all of you!"

The usually jovial Linghu Chong was now enraged, and after a roar, he resumed his killing spree.

But at this moment, the disciples of Songshan who surrounded him tightly blocked his way, preventing him from breaking through for the time being.