This person's footsteps were silent, and his entire body was surrounded by extremely dense true essence.
The surrounding rainwater could not get close and was evaporated.
His figure was tall and slender, and his face was hidden under a huge hood.
"Who are you?" Lin Yuantu cleared his throat and stood up, pointing his sword at him. His eyes were filled with fear.
"The person who killed you!"
This voice was extremely hoarse and was clearly disguised.
However, one could still hear the killing intent and viciousness in those words.
Pa!
He slowly took a step forward, and his figure instantly turned into a series of afterimages and disappeared from where he was.
In the next moment, he was already in front of Lin Yuantu.
So fast!
Lin Yuantu's pupils constricted as he raised his sword in front of him.
Boom!
A fist poked its head out from the loose black robe and heavily slammed into the sword.
The immense force caused Lin Yuantu's arm to tremble. His fist pressed against the sword's body and smashed into the other party's chest. The force within the fist suddenly erupted.
Lin Yuantu's face turned pale, and his entire body retreated repeatedly, almost falling down.
Then, he forced himself to stabilize his body and gripped his sword tightly.
Weng!
The sword light suddenly rose, and a cold light shot out.
Streams of sword essence swept out, as ethereal as the clouds in the mountains and as sharp as three thousand flying currents, breaking mountains and shattering the sky!
Even the divine monk Kongjian, who had attained the advanced stage of the Indestructible Body of Vajra, could not take Lin Yuantu's sword head-on.
Although this black-robed man was strong, he had no choice but to retreat.
His body was like a ghost, and he would raise his finger from time to time. He injected his internal strength and shot out a cold finger force, trying to break Lin Yuantu's defense with a long-distance attack.
However, Lin Yuantu's sword intent was perfect and airtight, so he couldn't find a way to break it in a short time.
But…this was only temporary!
It was impossible for Lin Yuantu to maintain his full strength at all times. Once his aura weakened, it would be easy for his opponent to find an opportunity and kill him in one blow.
Feng Qingyang naturally saw through the situation and said to Zhu Hao,""Ninth Prince, I'll go help him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he leaped up.
The aura of a great grandmaster condensed into one point. He suddenly pulled out his sword and tapped the void.
Swoosh!
A formless sword will burst out and headed straight for the black-robed man.
The black-robed man suddenly stopped and raised his head. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
However, he didn't dare to stop. With a strange twist, he narrowly avoided the sword.
"There's actually…a martial grandmaster!”
The hoarse voice revealed a hint of surprise.
However, it sounded very strange in Lin Yuantu and Feng Qingyang's ears.
The person in front of him seemed to be a little surprised by the sudden situation, but he did not panic at all.
It was as if everything in front of him did not make him want to retreat.
The next moment, they knew the answer.
Clang!
The night sky suddenly froze, and then an incomparably clear sword hum sounded.
The sky around them grew darker and darker, but a tall and burly figure stood at the highest point.
Unlike the others, there was nothing covering his face.
His face was ashen white, and it was quite strange.
His eyebrows were slanted and his eyes were filled with arrogance.
His beard was sparse, and it danced in the wind.
He looked extremely proud, but also a little unrestrained. He was 30% serious, but 70% unruly!
He was dressed in black and carried a long sword in a black scabbard on his back.
The sword had yet to be unsheathed, but the sound of the sword clanging resounded through the night sky.
Just by standing there, he could bring unimaginable pressure to everyone!
" This is…" Feng Qingyang looked at this person's attire and memories from a long time ago surfaced in his mind."Songyang Iron Sword?"
Lin Yuantu's expression changed when he heard that.
"Ha…I didn't expect that there would be someone in the martial world who still remembers this name.”The man chuckled.
"Guo Songyang, the iron sword of Songyang, was an expert who dominated the martial world two hundred years ago. He was also the most outstanding person in Mount Song Sect in the past few hundred years…and the only one who could be brought out!”Feng Qingyang let out a breath.
Obviously, this person had brought him a lot of pressure.
When Guo Songyang was famous, he was still a young boy who had just started learning martial arts.
" No matter how incompetent the descendants of Mount Song Sect are, it's not up to outsiders to punish them…" Guo Songyang's voice gradually turned cold, but it also carried a hint of laziness."Now that they are dead, I have to seek justice for them!”
"The Mount Song Sect committed a rebellion and attempted to kill an official of the imperial court. It's already a mercy for me to not implicate nine families…Yet you're here to seek justice?”
Suddenly, an extremely young laughter sounded.
Guo Songyang frowned and his gaze fell. He said,"You are the Ninth Prince of the Ming Dynasty? She was born with beautiful features, but unfortunately, she was short-lived!”
"Since ancient times, the martial arts world has always been the martial arts world. If the imperial court wants to interfere, they have to be prepared to be chopped off!”
"I don't know what method you used to recruit two martial grandmasters to be your fighters, but you will soon know…in front of absolute strength, everything else is useless!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he opened his palm slightly.
The iron sword on his back automatically unsheathed itself and spun in the air before landing steadily in his hand.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past, and someone followed the wind.
Feng Qingyang's pupils were tightly locked. He did not dare to be careless and directly displayed his strongest technique, the Nine Swords Beyond the Swords. He shuttled back and forth in the courtyard, leaving behind a series of sword shadows.
Clang!
The sounds of the two swords clashing became more and more frequent, gradually merging into one. It was impossible to hear how many moves had been exchanged.
Lin Yuantu and the black-robed man continued to fight. Their True Essence shot out in all directions, leaving a mess wherever they went.
……
At this moment, on a roof not far from Fuwei Bodyguard Agency in Fuzhou City.
A man and a woman stood side by side.
The woman's long hair reached her waist, her figure was slender and moving, and her face was extremely exquisite.
However, those eyes were so cold that it made one shudder.
Ordinary people would feel as if they were about to fall into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood just by looking at each other.
Only someone who had killed people like flies would have such an aura.
Her ten fingers were slender and extremely beautiful.
His fingernails were frighteningly long, as if they were deliberately left behind.
She stood on the steep roof, her body extremely stable as she looked into the distance.
He took in the rainy night filled with slaughter.
"Xuemei, do you really want to get involved in this whirlpool?”the man beside him said softly, his eyes filled with helplessness.
"I want revenge. This is the most direct way!”the woman said coldly.
"But that guy is clearly using you!”The man's voice grew louder." Use the Tianmo Zither as a lure to attract people from all walks of life and confuse the public!"”
"After tonight, if the ninth prince of the Great Ming Dynasty dies, even if you kill the group of people who destroyed the Heavenly Dragon Gate, the imperial court will soon lock their target on you!”
"As for them…not only did they successfully achieve their goal, but they could also retire with success. No one would suspect them!”
"So what?" The woman questioned coldly, and her words made the man speechless.
"I've been practicing for many years just to take revenge. For this, what's the harm even if I die?”
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