The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

Because no one could withstand the earth-shattering rage of that person from Qingcheng Mountain.

They work so hard, but all they do is for their own benefit.

But if the risks outweigh the benefits they gain, it's safe to assume they'll turn around and leave.

Even though Su Changhe thought he had a lot of clever ideas, he knew that all his schemes were no match for the absolute strength of that carefree immortal.

If that person is truly angered, the entire Dark River will be destroyed.

If that's the case, then it's better not to take the mission.

An assassin may not value his life, but he must die a meaningful death.

So when they came, they implicitly agreed that they couldn't kill either of the two.

Therefore, this battle will be very difficult.

The Lone Sword Immortal sighed: "Gentlemen, we have no intention of opposing your Qingcheng Mountain. If you agree to stay in this city for a few more days, I can assure you that we will not harm you in the slightest."

"The Lone Sword Immortal is right."

If you fight to the death, I believe you two will be able to break through.

Now that we've shown ourselves, it means we're absolutely confident we can keep both of you here.

Su Changhe replied with a smile.

Yan Zhantian, arms crossed, said coldly, "They have a medicine that can instantly break through to the Divine Realm and sustain it for a quarter of an hour."

"Sword Immortal, I admit your swordsmanship is formidable, but if several Divine Realm cultivators surround you, how long do you think you, Snow Moon Sword Immortal, can withstand us?"

Yan Zhantian is grateful to Qingcheng Mountain.

Because the one from Qingcheng Mountain cured the White King's eyes.

Moreover, Xiaoyao Xian is too selfless. He was originally a wild sword immortal without any sect or school, but since comprehending the sword stele of Qingcheng Mountain, his strength has reached a new level.

But today, he had a reason to come.

When he arrived, the White King had instructed him that if it came to a life-or-death struggle, he should not hesitate to stand on the side of the Sword Immortal.

He knew very well which was more important, and so did the White King.

Their cooperation with the Red King is merely a mutually beneficial arrangement, but that doesn't mean they should utterly offend Qingcheng; that would be too foolish.

When Yan Zhantian revealed the truth, everyone else glared angrily.

The Angry Sword Immortal snorted coldly, not taking it to heart.

Zhao Yuzhen and Li Hanyi both frowned slightly upon hearing this.

The Furious Sword Immortal had no reason to lie to them, and he disdained to lie.

This force today would be enough to overwhelm anyone, yet these people still have a trump card up their sleeve.

If such a pill truly existed, even a moment of spiritual wandering would indeed be a spiritual wandering.

In a moment, you can do many things.

Zhao Yuzhen gripped Li Hanyi's hand tightly; Li Hanyi's hand was slightly cold.

"The fact that you went to such great lengths to stop us means that your real target is Lei Family Fortress."

If that's the case, then we must leave today.

Several of my disciples from Qingcheng are also heading to Lei Family Fortress.

Zhao Yuzhen stood up, and Li Hanyi naturally followed suit.

The Lone Sword Immortal leaped away, exiting the painted boat and landing on the railing of the small bridge beside it.

Everyone was on high alert.

"Sword Immortal, there's no need to worry. I've already given instructions, and we will take good care of the disciples of Qingcheng."

Su Changhe was actually feeling somewhat aggrieved.

Having been in the industry for so many years, and now having risen to the position of head of the Dark River family, I have never taken on such a difficult task.

This one must not be killed, nor the younger ones.

Once the assassin has reservations, the probability of failure will increase significantly.

However, they cannot help but have this concern.

"Enough with the nonsense. Since you're here today, we're here to fight."

"Husband, do it!"

Zhao Yuzhen chuckled: "My little fairy is angry, so everyone, I have a sword technique passed down by my senior brother, called: Drunken Wanderer. Please try it!"

"Have we been to this place before? Look, Qingfeng peed here, there are still traces."

Lei Wujie, do you even know the way?

Sikong Qianluo held the two little rabbits, Qingfeng and Mingyue, and looked at a big tree. Qingfeng wagged its tail a little shyly.

This further confirmed Sikong Qianluo's opinion.

Xiao Se looked utterly dejected: "I don't know which idiot said before that I've lived in Leijiabao for so many years and remember its taste."

If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have let Minghou Yueji leave first.

They were both former assassins, and their greatest skill was tracking and deciphering.

Lei Wujie scratched his head awkwardly: "That doesn't make sense. My sense of direction has always been pretty good."

After saying this, Lei Wujie experienced a mixed doubles beating.

Xiao Se hit him especially hard: "You still have the nerve to say you have a good sense of direction?"

Qingfeng and Mingyue found it amusing, so they jumped up and hopped onto Lei Wujie's shoulders.

"Hey, hey, hey, stop hitting me! Look, I'm following the map."

"You blockhead, why didn't you take out the map sooner?"

Xiao Se took the map, his face turning as black as the bottom of a pot.

He slapped Lei Wujie again: "You blockhead, you've been holding it upside down the whole time, so what are we going to do now?"

Sikong Qianluo was also exhausted. She caught Qingfeng Mingyue, who jumped off Lei Wujie, and sighed.

"All I want right now is to find an inn, have a good meal, and take a hot shower."

Ah, if only Master were here.

Otherwise, it would have been fine if Senior Brother Fan Song and Little Fatty were here. Why was I so stubborn as to insist on traveling with you guys?

Meanwhile, the people responsible for intercepting them were also going crazy.

"Are you sure they'd take this route? It's been over ten days, and we haven't seen a single person. Could they have gotten lost?"

Chapter 115 The Shameful Junior Brother

Within Nan'an City, the intent of swords soared to the heavens.

At this moment, the Lone Sword Immortal's face was so gloomy it could drip water.

His hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and a sweet, metallic taste rose in his throat.

He looked at Dao Jianxian with some disbelief.

Dao Jianxian stood on a peach wood sword, floating in mid-air.

"Is this the Divine Wandering Sword Technique?"

Lone Sword Immortal was somewhat reluctant to accept it.

Just now, Dao Jianxian only used one sword strike to break the combined attack of this group of people.

He was confident that he could fight Shenyou, but only after today's battle did he realize that the gap between him and Shenyou was as vast as an insurmountable chasm.

Yan Zhantian did not participate in the first step of the attack. Upon seeing this situation, he turned around and left without saying a word.

Dao Jianxian's sword is many times stronger than the one he used to challenge in Qingcheng.

Even now, he still has no right to question the sword in his hand.

Whether he takes action or not is of little significance.

Moreover, the Snow Moon Sword Immortal didn't even make a move; they couldn't withstand just one Dao Sword Immortal.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a realm of immortals; the difference is simply too great.

Su Changhe believed that with today's lineup, even if he couldn't kill these two, he could at least stop them.

After all, who among those present wasn't a free spirit in the Heavenly Realm?

Moreover, there are two great sword immortals among them.

But once the Sword Immortal unleashed his sword, he knew his plan had failed.

Even if one takes a half-step into the realm of the divine, it is still worlds apart from the realm of the divine; one is an immortal, and the other is a mortal.

The difference between immortals and mortals is vividly demonstrated in this single sword strike.

Zhao Yuzhen's sword strike just now broke through the limitations of space, as if everyone was facing a fully realized Dao Sword Immortal.

“This can’t go on. The three of us, the elder and Lone Sword Immortal, will hold off Dao Sword Immortal while you capture Li Hanyi.”

The three elders of the Tang Clan already held a pill in their hands; it was the Divine Travel Pill.

They thought they could hold off these two for a while, but who would have thought that they would all be down in the first encounter.

I have no choice but to take this medicine.

Among this group, the three of them were the weakest and the oldest.

This medicine is just right for them.

Moreover, they knew that taking this medicine would most likely kill them, but it didn't matter, they had already secured the greatest benefit for the Tang Clan.

This can be considered an equivalent exchange.

The Lone Sword Immortal gripped his sword tightly, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes.

However, the hesitation was quickly suppressed by another voice in his heart.

They must achieve results in this battle.

Otherwise, the plan cannot proceed.

"Thank you for your help, gentlemen."

"Haha, being able to experience that heavenly realm before dying is quite enjoyable."

Dao Jianxian landed back on the painted boat and stood side by side with Li Hanyi.

"Gentlemen, Qingcheng Mountain has no past grievances or recent feuds with you. We've already fought, and you couldn't stop us. How about we call it quits?"

The Lone Sword Immortal drew his sword and shook his head: "I'm sorry, but you two cannot leave today."

Zhao Yuzhen sighed: "Does it really have to be this way?"

He hadn't expected this group to be so resolute.

He originally thought that the power of his sword would make these people realize the gap in skill and thus retreat.

But now it seems I was overthinking it.

The Lone Sword Immortal nodded: "It is necessary!"

"Alright, if that's the case, then let's go."

However, at that moment, the aura of the three elders of the Tang Clan suddenly changed.

Zhao Yuzhen was drawn by the energy, and her gaze sharpened as she saw the three elders of the Tang Clan soar into the sky, unleashing a rain of hidden weapons.

"Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle!"

The three people were right in front of them, but in the next moment it was as if they were sealed off from all sides.

However, the rain of pear blossom needles was aimed at Li Hanyi.

Zhao Yuzhen's eyes widened in fury, and she shouted, "Despicable!"