Chapter 41

"Once we deal with Zhao Xiong, you'll be next. You can't escape; our Liyang Sect will definitely issue a death warrant. No matter how vast the world is, there will be no place for you to hide."

The two Longli elders had grim faces, their killing intent overwhelming.

"That's only if you two can defeat me first."

The Great Elder used both palms, each strike possessing the power to shatter the heavens and split the earth, forcefully restraining the two Longli elders, preventing them from going after Lin Xi.

However, although the Great Elder appeared calm on the surface, he was secretly shocked. The Third Prince was one thing, a good-for-nothing. But a Longli stage powerhouse was not so easy to kill.

A warrior at the ninth level could wrestle with dragons, not to mention their tenacious vitality. Ordinary fatal injuries meant nothing to them. Even if their hearts were shattered, they could still live for a long time.

Although the Great Elder found it hard to believe, Lin Xi's ability to break through layer after layer of obstacles and appear here already demonstrated his strength.

Although the events were shocking and hard to believe, the Great Elder trusted that Lin Xi was not lying.

"Men Jun, act quickly and kill this boy. Once this matter is resolved and we return to Liyang Mountain, we will certainly inform the Sect Master and reward you heavily!"

The two Longli elders, unable to break free, were both shocked and angry, immediately issuing orders to Men Jun, hoping to use his hands to kill Lin Xi.

"Han Shizhong, Men Jun is one thing, but are you also not going to repent? I have spared you out of consideration for our fellow disciples. Do you really want to see Men Jun hand over the foundation built by our Master to the Liyang Sect? How can you face our Master in the afterlife and the nearly a thousand disciples of the Wulei Sect?"

The Great Elder's voice was loud, like thunder, using this opportunity to shake the will of the other elder, Han Shizhong.

This Great Elder of Wulei Mountain, who usually kept a low profile and appeared to be on the verge of death, now revealed his true formidable nature.

His body was covered in wounds, his clothes soaked in blood. But he remained fierce, facing the attacks of the two Longli elders and the Jingang stage elder without showing any signs of defeat.

On the other side, Han Shizhong remained silent, not responding to the Great Elder's words. However, his attacks were no longer as fierce as before.

In this rebellion, Han Shizhong was not a key player. Even if Men Jun succeeded, he would still only be an elder, with no significant benefits. He was completely dragged into this rebellion passively.

Therefore, it was not hard to understand why his efforts were reduced. Moreover, after Lin Xi appeared, Han Shizhong also sensed a change. The originally certain battle now had some subtle variables.

The two Liyang Sect Longli elders, though dissatisfied, could do nothing. After all, Han Shizhong was not yet a member of the Liyang Sect.

On the other hand, Han Shizhong was only a supporting role in the battle, and whether he slacked off or not made little difference. So the two Liyang Sect elders did not bother to manage him for the time being.

"Men Jun, take this, and finish it quickly!"

One of the Liyang Sect elders suddenly saw an opportunity, flicked his wrist, and a three-foot-long sword turned into a stream of light, stabbing into the ground in front of Men Jun.

Men Jun's eyes flashed, immediately taking the sword in hand, his confidence restored.

"Great Elder, don't blame me. If you blame anyone, blame yourself for stubbornly adhering to old rules and protecting this boy, Lin Xi. Once I kill him and cut off the Lin family's lineage, I will then deal with you thoroughly!"

Men Jun, holding the three-foot-long sword, its blade gleaming, immediately lunged at Lin Xi.

"You killed my tiger-hound, so I will kill you to avenge it!"

"Hmph! I'm afraid you don't have that ability!"

Lin Xi's eyes flashed with cold light, his body springing forward to use his bare hands to seize Men Jun's sword. With his greatly increased strength, even though Men Jun was an elder of the Wulei Sect, Lin Xi did not take him seriously.

Men Jun sneered, not arguing, and directly shook the sword, using his left palm and right sword to stab at Lin Xi's arm.

Lin Xi also showed a fierce expression. He and Men Jun had deep enmity, and he would not let it go. His wrist flipped, trying to seize Men Jun's sword. However, just as he was about to grab it, a sudden, intense sense of danger surged in his heart.

"Lin Xi, get out of the way! Don't take that sword head-on!"

The Great Elder, seeing this, was greatly alarmed and immediately roared.

"What? Is there something strange about this sword?"

Lin Xi knew the Great Elder would not speak without reason. Hearing the warning, his heart suddenly tightened.

A warrior at the seventh level, the Juling stage, had skin as tough as leather, already immune to ordinary weapons.

At Lin Xi's level, his body was like a diamond, almost invulnerable. In theory, he should not fear the stab of a sword. However, for some reason, the three-foot-long sword in Men Jun's hand gave Lin Xi an intense sense of danger.

"Don't take it head-on!"

Lin Xi's eyes flashed, and he immediately stepped back in a lightning-fast retreat. However, the distance between them was too close, and even though Lin Xi reacted in time, it was still too late.

Swoosh!

Like a pair of scissors cutting through paper, Lin Xi felt a chill in his arm, and blood gushed out. It took a while before he felt the pain. A huge wound had appeared on his arm.

If Lin Xi had not retreated at the last moment, his entire arm would have been severed.

"What kind of sword is this!"

Lin Xi was greatly alarmed. His invincible body, under Men Jun's sword, felt like paper. His arm was cut, blood flowed, and then he felt the pain, clearly indicating the sword's incredible sharpness.

Men Jun, having succeeded with his attack, was greatly relieved and did not rush to pursue, instead sneering:

"Lin Xi, you're still too inexperienced. If you hadn't shown up today, I would have had no way to deal with you. But you walked right into my trap. Truly, heaven is on my side! —— By the way, are you surprised that a Jingang stage warrior, who is invulnerable to weapons, couldn't withstand my sword?"

Men Jun, now in control of the situation, was not afraid of Lin Xi making a comeback:

"I'll let you die with your eyes open. This sword is a magical sword forged by a warrior at the tenth level, the Lianqi stage, capable of cutting hair and slicing through iron like butter. It is especially effective against us, who have strong physical bodies. Even a Longli stage warrior, if hit by this sword, would be cut in two, with no chance of survival. This was originally meant for the Great Elder, but now it's being used on you first!"

"Lianqi stage warrior?"

Lin Xi's eyes narrowed, showing surprise.

Although he knew Men Jun's sword was extraordinary, he did not expect it to be a magical sword forged by a warrior at the tenth level, the Lianqi stage!

Lianqi stage warriors were like dragons, seen but not heard. Even Lin Xi's father, Lin Xiong, did not have the qualifications to meet one. To put it in perspective, for a warrior at the tenth level, even a figure like the Great Elder would find it as difficult to meet a Lianqi stage warrior as it would be for an ordinary person to meet the emperor.

Lianqi stage warriors were like emperors sitting high in the Forbidden City, while tenth-level warriors were like farmers. The difference in status was so vast that there was no possibility of interaction!

However, now, a magical sword forged by a Lianqi stage warrior was clearly present in the Wulei Sect's hall. Men Jun, with this magical sword, was like an imperial envoy with the emperor's authority, and the shock to ordinary people was unimaginable.

"No wonder the Great Elder has so many wounds!"

Lin Xi finally understood why the Great Elder looked so bloodied and pitiful. A magical sword with such terrifying power, even a Longli stage warrior would not dare to face it head-on.

"Men Jun, don't talk too much. Remember, words can bring disaster. Those above do not like people who talk too much."

One of the Liyang Sect elders, hearing Men Jun reveal the secret of the magical sword, was immediately displeased and warned him.

These Liyang Sect elders were in a fierce battle with Zhao Xiong. In a battle between experts, one should not be distracted. However, this also showed that even these Liyang Sect elders were extremely wary of Lianqi stage warriors, fearing any trouble they might cause.

"Hehe, elders, there's no need to worry. I'm telling him this because they will soon be dead. And the dead are the best at keeping secrets."

Men Jun stared at Lin Xi, sneering:

"Lin Xi, by telling you this secret, I am repaying the last bit of kindness to your family. And by having you killed by a Lianqi stage warrior's magical sword, I am giving you the greatest favor!"

"Wait!"

Lin Xi, sensing that Men Jun was about to attack, immediately called out:

"Men Jun, I only have one question. Where is my aunt, Lin Ruyun? What have you done to her!"

He had rushed back to the Wulei Sect from a thousand miles away to find out his aunt's whereabouts and rescue her. Men Jun could not die before he found out where she was!

"Oh? You want to know your aunt's whereabouts?"

Men Jun's eyes blinked. He was about to attack, but hearing Lin Xi's words, he paused:

"Fine, I'll let you die with your eyes open. —— The Liyang Sect Master is very interested in some secrets about her. She has already been sent to the Liyang Sect on horseback. If you are fast enough, you might still be able to retrieve her body. —— But unfortunately, you will also die here, and you probably won't make it in time."

After saying this, Men Jun did not hesitate. Taking advantage of Lin Xi's distraction, he seized the opportunity and attacked fiercely.

"Wind and Thunder Tide!"

Men Jun raised his right palm, and immediately, wind and thunder raged in the air, with arcs of lightning flashing, forming a tidal shadow. This was a sign that the Wulei Sect's Wind and Thunder Palm had reached its limit.

Men Jun, using his left sword and right palm, launched a combined attack, transforming into a streak of light, rushing towards Lin Xi.

"Old man, do you think that just because you have a Lianqi stage warrior's magical sword, I can't do anything to you? Today, we will settle all old and new grudges. —— Give me your life!"

Lin Xi, now knowing his aunt's fate, no longer held back. He launched a series of punches, creating a violent airflow, slamming towards Men Jun.

Bang! Bang!

Men Jun's magical sword flicked, the three-foot-long blade moving like lightning, swiftly cutting through Lin Xi's punch wind.

"Want revenge? Unfortunately, you don't have the ability."

Men Jun sneered. With the magical sword in hand, his combat power had increased more than twofold, capable of killing gods and buddhas. Any warrior, facing his sharp magical sword, would hesitate to attack, unable to fully unleash their power.