Seeing that Su Chen had decided to make a move himself, the three of them immediately relaxed. The anxious Cong Buqi immediately unsheathed his sword and circulated all the true qi in his body before immediately stabbing out.
Cong Buqi was at Xiantian eighth stage. His Zhen Qi was ordinary, but his sword moves were exquisite. With a shake of the sword tip, dozens of cold stars appeared in Su Chen's eyes, making it impossible to tell where the sword would come from.
"Fancy!"
With Su Chen's sharp eyes, he wrapped his palm with true energy and sat on the horse's back, stretching forward.
"Ding!"
With a soft sound, Su Chen used only two fingers to clamp Cong Buqi's sword, not moving at all.
Cong Buqi was shocked. He hurriedly circulated his true qi to pull back the sword, but the sword seemed to be stuck to Su Chen's finger. No matter what he did, he could not pull it back.
"Let go!"
Su Chen let out a soft shout, and his zhenqi flowed along the long sword towards Cong Buqi, causing him to lose his grip on the sword in his hand. In an instant, he really let it go, and he even staggered back.
It was only at this moment that Feng Buping and the other man reacted. They immediately attacked with their swords. One of them jumped up, head down and feet up, stabbing his long sword in the air. The other person turned around and swung his long sword diagonally. It was an exquisite sword move.
However, Su Chen did not panic at all. He calmly held Cong Buqi's long sword and slashed it straight, almost sending Cheng Buyou flying. The surging true qi made him spit out blood continuously and he fell more than ten feet away.
Then, Su Chen slashed horizontally at the waist of the horse. The crescent-shaped sharp sword qi forced Feng Buping to change his sword technique and hold the long sword in front of him.
But even so, Feng Buping was still forced back by Su Chen's true energy. He only managed to stand up when he was beside Cheng Buyou. However, his legs went soft and he half-knelt down. He could only stand up shakily with the help of his sword.
After defeating the two of them in two moves, Su Chen stabbed back without turning his head. Then, a muffled groan came from behind him. It was Cong Buqi, who had just lost his sword, who had circled around to ambush him. He did not expect Su Chen to stab him in the shoulder like a deer hanging on its horn.
"The Three Immortal Swords! Hahaha!"
Feng Buping laughed loudly and clutched his chest as he laughed. Su Chen had just used one of the ultimate techniques of their Sword Sect, the Three Immortal Swords of Life Seizing Chain. However, he had used it while sitting on the horse.
Su Chen had defeated one person in each of his three moves just now. He had easily injured the three of them, and he had not even used half of his strength.
"A mere abandoned disciple of Mount Hua defeated my three senior brothers with three swords. What a joke!”
Feng Buping seemed to have been provoked, and he threw down the long sword in his hand." Forty years of cold winter and scorching heat, but in the end, it's all for nothing. With the sword techniques that we've practiced, how can we claim to snatch the Huashan Sect's orthodoxy and bring the Sword Sect to greater heights?”
As Feng Buping laughed, tears started to flow out of the corners of his eyes. Suddenly, he burst into tears.
"Senior Brother!"
Senior Brother, what's wrong?"
Cheng Buyou struggled to get up from the ground and hugged Feng Buping. Meanwhile, Cong Buqi staggered over with a sword pierced through his shoulder.
Su Chen, who was on horseback, looked at the three of them and did not stop them. He did not expect that he would defeat them with three swords and provoke Feng Buping.
"Hurry up and leave!"
Cheng Buyou, whose injuries were slightly lighter, turned to look at Su Chen, who was motionless. He shouted in a low voice and picked up the already crazy Feng Buping. He followed Cong Buqi and fled down the official road, disappearing into the woods on both sides.
"Milord, are we going to chase?"
Shen Lian asked.
"Forget it, let them go!"
Su Chen looked at the direction the three of them fled in and said with some emotion," The senior of the Huashan Sect once said that if it was ten years, the Sword Sect would far surpass the Qi Sect; if it was twenty years, the two would be on par; if it was thirty years, the Qi Sect would surpass them!”
"All moves are built on cultivation techniques and realms. Otherwise, they're just superficial!”
Shen Lian and the rest of the Jinyiwei seemed to have understood something after hearing this. They all fell silent and no one mentioned anything about pursuing the three of them.
However, at this moment, Su Chen suddenly turned his head in another direction and sneered.
Shen Lian and the rest did not know what was going on, but Su Chen was looking at a spot in the forest that was more than two hundred feet away. Suddenly, someone was running for their lives. Only then did they know that they were being watched.
"There's no need to chase!"
Shen Lian was about to chase after her on his horse but was stopped by Su Chen," He's just a clown!"”
Fei Bin only hated his parents for having two less legs. He fled for his life in the forest until he was nearly ten miles away from the official road. Only then did he stop and gasp for breath.
"This kid is too terrifying!"
Fei Bin was originally following the Huashan Sect's Sword Sect's Third Uncle. After the three people left Mount Song, he was called over by Zuo Lengchan and asked to follow behind them.
These few days, Feng Buping and the others hadn't noticed Fei Bin at all. However, just now, when he saw Feng Buping and the others being defeated so easily, Fei Bin was shocked. When he circulated his True Qi, he revealed a trace of weakness and was immediately discovered.
When Su Chen's sharp gaze looked over, Fei Bin felt as if he was being stared at by an ancient beast. His three souls and seven spirits were almost scared out of their wits, and he started to escape without thinking.
Fortunately, Su Chen did not intend to chase after them. Otherwise, one of the Thirteen Guardians of Mount Song would have to die.
After experiencing this small episode, Su Chen and the others set off again. It took them another three days of non-stop travel before they returned to the capital.
"Congratulations to Lord Xuanwu Guardian for returning victorious!”
As soon as he arrived at the Embroidered Uniform Guards 'encampment, he saw almost all the Embroidered Uniform Guards lined up at the door. They cupped their fists at Su Chen in unison, their eyes filled with respect.
"Haha, I knew it would be no problem for you to go!”
The person at the front of the team was Ji Gang. After not seeing him for a long time, this guy seemed to have gotten better and looked much more energetic.
"Fortunately, I didn't fail you!"
Su Chen got off his horse and took down the box containing Patriarch Bloodsaber's head. He was about to hand it to Ji Gang.
" Don't be anxious." Ji Gang didn't reach out to take it, but smiled and said,""Go wash up and change your clothes first. Then, bring this thing and follow me into the palace!”
"The little Emperor wants to personally reward you!”
Ji Gang whispered the last sentence into Su Chen's ear. After all, it was inappropriate to say the words 'little emperor' in public.
"Oh?"
Su Chen raised his eyebrows and nodded. He passed the box to Shen Lian and greeted Ji Gang before he went to wash up and change his clothes.
When Su Chen came out, he had already changed into the uniform of the Guardian. There was an embroidered spring knife at his waist. Coupled with his handsome appearance, if he walked on the street, who knew how many girls he would charm.
"Not bad, not bad. If I had a daughter, I would definitely take you in as my son-in-law!”
Ji Gang made a rare joke. Su Chen couldn't help but rub his nose and didn't answer.
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