Chapter 28

Zhongnan Sect (3)

It was then.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

The bell, which should have rung clearly, sounded in a hurried manner.

The expressions of the Zhongnan Sect members present changed abruptly.

"Feijian Sect!"

"They're back."

Weizhemiao hastily turned her head toward the mountain gate.

Zongnan Jianxian, who had suddenly appeared beside her, stroked the hilt of his sword.

"Junior Brother Zheng. Take good care of Hui'er."

"Have the guests wait here."

They moved away with astonishing speed. It was incredibly fast.

Zongnan Jianxian had almost vanished in an instant.

Zheng Lianshen, who had briefly glanced at Weizhemiao, whose hair was now visible, turned to Zheng Zhongshan.

"It seems this isn't the first time. Do they fight like this?"

"We don't know where or how they'll clash. It's common for the main experts to attack from different angles. Just like now."

Zheng Zhongshan's expression was dark. It seemed the Zhongnan Sect was in a difficult situation.

Zongnan Jianxian, who was undoubtedly one of the top experts in the Nine Sects, was guarding the main mountain.

This clearly revealed their lack of manpower.

"I've seen the Feijian Sect leader several times. The enemy who wiped out my family was so relaxed when he invaded our sect. At that time, my feelings were... "

Zheng Zhongshan swept his forehead.

Where was the carefree elder brother of the Zheng family? A Zhongnan Sect disciple, full of worry, stood there.

Xian Yuanchang tapped the ground.

"Trouble as soon as they arrived."

"Isn't it time for the Yihuang Xinxie to step in?"

"Even if you say that, Young Hero Zheng, it's not right. A martial artist of the Nine Sects would be nothing without pride. Didn't we just experience that? If it weren't for Miss Jianlong, we would have been in serious trouble."

"You don't look very relaxed."

Zheng Lianshen's last words left Xian Yuanchang speechless.

The shouts were gradually rising. The front line was retreating.

"Zongnan Jianxian seems to be held back."

"The Feijian Sect has an Elder Council. It's a sect with a long history among the Thirteen Thousand. If several of the previous Feijian Sect leaders attack together, even the greatest expert would need time. It seems they've been fighting like this."

Zheng Lianshen rarely analyzed the enemy. It was natural.

The Feijian Sect was an enemy sect, and he needed to understand everything about their techniques.

"Do not speak lightly of our sect's ancestor."

It was an unfamiliar voice.

Zheng Lianshen had already faintly sensed it.

To protect Hui'er, who had been recognized by Zongnan Jianxian, five hidden martial artists revealed themselves on the roof of the Xunxin Pavilion.

Their auras were clear and upright, unlike the evil sects like the Feijian Sect.

Zheng Lianshen slowly spoke.

"I didn't mean to be disrespectful."

"Words can be perceived differently by different people. Don't you know that the Yihuang City cannot be a guest of the martial world?"

Another martial artist said. They didn't seem willing to back down easily.

'Yihuang City has many enemies.'

He felt it anew.

A sect involved in the disputes and interests of the entire Central Plains martial world.

Even the leaders of the righteous sects like the Nine Sects wouldn't look favorably upon them.

Moreover, Zongnan Jianxian had revealed the legacy of the sword sect, showing his expectations.

It was a long-held wish of the Zhongnan Sect. Even if it wasn't the main mountain's technique, their hearts would be different.

It would be strange if young martial artists, who prioritize passion over cultivation, didn't feel envy.

Their expressions clearly showed their discomfort.

"Are the main experts not here? It seems even one hand is lacking."

"Even one hand is lacking? Don't insult our sect...!"

Xian Yuanchang's words had clearly crossed a line. However, the angry reaction was short-lived.

The heads of the Zhongnan Sect martial artists turned to the side.

Zheng Lianshen and Xian Yuanchang did the same.

People were approaching from a distance.

Five sword-wielding martial artists, whose auras surpassed those of the five Zhongnan Sect martial artists. It was unbelievable.

Zheng Lianshen had passed through several pavilions, yet Feijian Sect martial artists appeared here.

"Kill the child. She is continuing the lineage of the Jianxian."

A man in an orange robe, who seemed to be the leader, said indifferently.

The four people on either side of him didn't even respond, but kicked the ground. The sound of the wind being torn apart could be heard.

They were powerful martial artists, leaving marks on the rocks.

"Ridiculous!"

The blue stones on the roof shattered with a loud thud. The Zhongnan Sect martial artists split the space.

Clang! Whoosh!

The clash of auras created a strong wind that whipped their hair.

Despite the clash of four against five, it was a stalemate.

Then, the strongest-looking martial artist walked through the battlefield, while the Zhongnan Sect martial artists struggled to hold back just four.

The approaching martial artist sneered at the distorted faces and met Zheng Lianshen's eyes, who had hidden Hui'er behind him, with a smile.

"Yihuang City youngsters. What brings you to the Nine Sects? Is it to balance the scales again since our sect is dominant?"

Zheng Lianshen didn't answer and looked at his second elder brother.

"We have to overcome many peaks, yet the Feijian Sect has come this far. I don't think the Zhongnan Sect is in such a dire situation. These people seem to have infiltrated during the battle to harm Hui'er. Am I right?"

"Y-Yes. There's no other explanation."

As Zheng Zhongshan nodded nervously, Zheng Lianshen looked at Xian Yuanchang.

"Please assist me."

"Don't worry about the rear."

Except for Zheng Lianshen, who remained calm, only the Feijian Sect martial artist and Xian Yuanchang looked relaxed at this moment.

Especially Xian Yuanchang, who even had a smile on his lips, seemed strangely delighted.

"Alright."

Zheng Lianshen, who didn't even respond to the enemy, suddenly moved.

The Zheng family's Dongkongjin energy surged through his body, rising from his legs and stirring up dust.

The next moment, the force of his footstep on the ground contained power that no one present could match.

Dust flew in all directions.

Bang!

The face of the Feijian Sect martial artist, filled with surprise, was obscured by the white Yihuang Sword.

The shockwave from the Shihuawujiguan technique pushed the air away from his fist.

Clang! Boom!

A fierce wind swept in all directions with the collision.

It was enough to momentarily stop all other battles.

The leader of the group, who barely blocked Zheng Lianshen's attack, took a step back, and two of the martial artists fighting the Zhongnan Sect disciples leaped over.

Zheng Lianshen didn't stop and launched a sword strike. He felt the momentum of Xian Yuanchang charging from the side.

Clang!

It was an astonishing shockwave.

Amidst the flying leaves, Xian Yuanchang's sword, held in reverse, flashed with a brilliant light.

In the life-and-death struggle, he was completely different from his usual self.

Clang! Crack!

The unique technique of the Maguangjie deflected the enemy's sword and struck the chest just below the collarbone.

I didn't know he had mastered it to this level. The momentum of cutting through the enemy with a cold expression was overwhelming.

The aura of killing intent was so intense it stung the skin.

He realized anew that Xian Yuanchang's life was not ordinary.

Clang! Bang!

The contemplation happened subconsciously. Thanks to Xian Yuanchang, he could stabilize the one-on-one situation.

He continuously pressed forward, unleashing all kinds of unique martial arts.

The Maguangjie's fast sword technique gave the enemy no chance to breathe.

When a potentially fatal strike approached, he dodged with a step from the Huanyi Technique and immediately counterattacked.

Crack!

Finally, he plunged the Yihuang Sword into the enemy's heart.

For Zheng Lianshen, who had opened his upper Dantian, being outmaneuvered was like conceding several moves in a major battle.

The enemy didn't know this. The Feijian Sect martial artist's trembling lips moved.

"Such... a shallow sword... "

Pfft!

Time froze as the sword was swiftly pulled out.

All battles stopped. The gathered gazes were filled with shock and admiration.

Amidst the loud sound of the wind brushing the peaks, Zheng Lianshen shook his sword and spoke.

"It's shallow. I know that too."

He had created the fast sword technique because he couldn't learn proper sword techniques.

Looking around, he saw that Xian Yuanchang had already dealt with the remaining Feijian Sect martial artists.

It was like defeating a special task force in a military operation.

"Perhaps we overreacted. I apologize for our rudeness."

"May I ask who your teacher is?"

"Zheng Lianshen of Maguangjie. You won't forget this name. It will soon be known throughout the martial world."

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