The burly man stared at the Taihang Sword, and so did the other men in black, as if they were facing a great enemy. They looked at Longqi Mountain, but they could not see the owner of the Taihang Sword.
The black-robed man, who was nailed to the ground by the Taihang Sword, turned his head with great difficulty and said in a trembling voice, "Save me…"
Just as the burly man was about to step forward, the Taihang Sword suddenly pulled out on its own, flew into the sky, and fell again. This time, it was aimed at the back of the man in black's neck. This scene made everyone widen their eyes as if they had seen a ghost.
The burly man was about to swing his saber to block it, but the Taihang Sword was too fast.
Pfft!
The black-robed man's neck was pierced, and his body convulsed before he lost all strength. Blood gushed out from the blade, and he died with grievances, his eyes filled with fear.
"Ghost… ghost…"
One of the men in black trembled as he stared at the Taihang Sword. The other men in black were also frightened.
How terrifying was a sword that could kill on its own at night?
They were all experts who roamed unhindered in the martial arts world. They had traveled everywhere for so many years, but when had they ever seen such an evil sword?
The burly man pretended to be calm and shouted, "Which expert is it? Why aren't you showing yourself yet? Why are you acting mysterious?"
The Taihang Sword flew into the air and pointed its tip at the burly man. The moonlight was reflected by the blade and the burly man felt an unprecedented fear.
On the mountain, Jiang Changsheng stood at the top of the mountain gate of Longqi Temple with White Dragon on his shoulder. The cold wind at night blew his black hair. He looked down the mountain. The boundless fog could not stop his gaze, and his eyes were so cold.
As his cultivation increased, his senses naturally became stronger. Right now, he could sense the entire Longqi Mountain. When a group of true qi fluctuations approached the foot of the mountain, he came here and witnessed the battle below and heard their conversation.
The true qi of those people in black was extremely similar to the Ghost-Eyed Evil King. Looking at their attire, it was obvious that they were from the evil sects that had recently wreaked havoc in the capital!
It was not a coincidence that they dared to cause trouble at Longqi Mountain!
Jiang Changsheng snorted and executed the Imperial Sword Technique.
The Taihang Sword that was suspended in mid-air immediately struck out. The burly man was so frightened that he immediately leaped up, but his subordinates behind him had their throats sealed by the Taihang Sword, spilling blood on the road.
The Taihang Sword quickly circled around and massacred the people in black one by one. Its target was not only the burly man. The burly man waved his knife and slashed, and he blade was knocked away by a powerful force.
The burly man took ten steps back. His eyes bulged and were filled with disbelief.
"Such powerful strength… How is this possible…"
The burly man panicked. He was also a top expert, but when he sensed the true qi on the Taihang Sword, he felt defeated.
The difference between heaven and earth!
In less than three breaths, half of the people in black died tragically and fell on the long road at the foot of the mountain. The white-robed woman stood in the distance and quietly watched the battle. The opera mask covered her face, but from her trembling body, it could be seen that her heart was not calm.
The burly man gritted his teeth and raised his saber again. The Taihang Sword suddenly sped up and pierced through the chest of a black-robed man. Then, it soared up and drew a perfect arc in the night sky as it dashed towards the burly man.
The burly man was shocked and quickly waved his saber. True qi spread out along the blade and formed a barrier of astral qi visible to the naked eye. However, the Taihang Sword directly shattered the barrier and pierced through his chest.
"Damn it…"
The burly man staggered backward and put his saber on the ground to support his body.
Pfft!
Then, the Taihang Sword came from behind and pierced his throat.
Thump!
The burly man half-knelt on the ground and similarly died with remaining grievances. However, he did not collapse and relied on his large saber to support his body. His head drooped and blood flowed down like a stream.
Seeing him die, the remaining men in black were scared out of their wits and fled in succession. Jiang Changsheng did not intend to let them go and the Taihang Sword continued to attack.
Under the night sky, a cold glint streaked across the long road, galloping on the eaves and killing people in black.
In the distance, a group of black crows was rushing over, and they were getting faster and faster.
Jiang Changsheng raised his eyebrows and muttered, "What powerful true qi."
He controlled the Taihang Sword to return.
The further away the Taihang Sword was from him, the less powerful it would be, and the closer it was, the more lethal it would be.
The Taihang Sword stopped in front of the white-robed woman. Looking at the sword, the white-robed woman was extremely nervous.
She could not understand whether this sword was sentient or had a master.
She remembered the legend of Daoist Master Changsheng in Longqi Temple. It was said that Daoist Master Changsheng of Longqi Temple was an immortal god that had descended to the mortal world. At the age of fourteen, he could kill a top expert.
At that moment, she saw a group of black crows flying over. They were densely packed and brought great momentum, similar to locusts passing through.
The white-robed woman immediately said, "Senior, the other party is the Devil Lord of the Devil Sect. He has been a top expert for thirty years. Perhaps his martial arts has advanced to another level. He cannot be underestimated."
In any case, she could only rely on the sword in front of her.
The group of black crows flew to the top of the white-robed woman and began to circle around her. Then, a loud voice sounded, "I didn't expect Longqi Temple to have a sky-high view."
At the top of the mountain, in a courtyard.
Daoist Master Qingxu opened his eyes and quickly moved.
In the palace, a pair of eyes opened in the dim hall. The eyes were green, and not long after, the eyes closed again.
"There a Heaven Arrival realm expert? Could he also be a Heaven Arrival realm expert?"
Jiang Changsheng thought silently.
Forget it.
He was too lazy to ask any more questions. He should just kill him.
Jiang Changsheng no longer wanted to know who was controlling everything behind the scenes. In any case, he would kill them all if they came. This was a good opportunity for him to transcend the tribulation and obtain a survival reward.
It was not enough to rely on the Imperial Sword Technique to kill this person. After all, the distance was a little far.
Jiang Changsheng leaped and disappeared into the fog.
The black crows hovered and confronted the Taihang Sword. Only the cries of the black crows could be heard under the night sky.
"Why don't you show yourself? You have to give me an explanation for killing my people!"
The mysterious and loud voice sounded again.
The white-robed woman suddenly heard footsteps behind her and she subconsciously turned around. A figure brushed past her and the only thing she saw was a young and handsome face.
Jiang Changsheng!
Jiang Changsheng, who was dressed in a cyan-blue Daoist robe, had a scabbard on his waist and a horsetail whisk in his hand. There was also a white snake coiled around his shoulder. Such an image caused the white-robed woman to be absent-minded. Her body tensed up and she did not dare to move.
Jiang Changsheng looked at the black crows in front of him and asked, "What explanation do you want?"
A cover-up!
He had already seen the figure hidden among the crows. It was a middle-aged man in black robes with disheveled hair that hung in the night sky. He looked like a demon that had descended from the sky, and the image was rather horrifying.
The black-robed man sized up Jiang Changsheng and coldly said, "If you are not Qingxu, are you the Daoist Master who has risen to fame in recent years?"
Jiang Changsheng shook his head and said, "You're too long-winded. Forget it!"
He suddenly leaped up and kicked at the crows hovering in the night sky. This kick carried the force of ten thousand kilograms and the strong wind pressed down, gradually dispelling the crows. Like a phantom dissipating, the black-robed man's true form was revealed. His expression changed drastically and he immediately waved his palm.
Countless leg shadows attacked with an overwhelming force. Before the black-robed man could mobilize his true qi, he was kicked.
"Pfft—"
The black-robed man vomited blood and was sent flying dozens of feet away. He smashed into the city wall, causing it to collapse and gravel to fly everywhere.
He fell to the ground in a sorry state and felt that all his bones were broken. His hands trembled as he propped himself up on the ground and spat out another mouthful of blood.
He subconsciously looked up in Jiang Changsheng's direction and his eyes widened. A sword sped over from his pupils and became larger and larger.
"Wait! I have something to say!"
The black-robed man shouted anxiously, and the Taihang Sword stopped. The tip of the sword was only five centimeters away from his eyes, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
Jiang Changsheng appeared behind the Taihang Sword like a ghost. He raised his hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword. He looked down at him expressionlessly and said, "I hope it's not nonsense. Otherwise, you will die a painful death."
The black-robed man took a deep breath. He felt the killing intent and gritted his teeth. "I… want to live!"
He originally wanted to threaten the other party, but the other party was so ruthless that it was obvious that he did not care about the nobles behind him.
Jiang Changsheng held the Taihang Sword as the tip of the sword got closer and closer to the black-robed man.
The black-robed man was so frightened that he hastily closed his eyes and said in a trembling voice, "I am willing to acknowledge you as my master and be your slave. Please spare my life!"
Jiang Changsheng raised his left hand and waved his horsetail whisk, releasing a Seal of Life and Death that landed on the black-robed man. The black-robed man trembled. Even though he could not feel any pain, he understood that the other party was using a technique and did not dare to resist.
Jiang Changsheng put away his sword and the Taihang Sword into its scabbard. He turned around and said, "Follow me up the mountain."
The black-robed man opened his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief. He got up shakily and staggered.
Jiang Changsheng passed by the white-robed woman and suddenly stopped. "What did you see tonight?"
The white-robed woman gritted her teeth and said, "I only saw a mysterious expert killing a few fiends and driving away the Devil Lord."
Jiang Changsheng smiled and walked towards the stairs that led to the top of the mountain.
This battle had boosted his confidence greatly. Heaven Arrival realm experts were not as terrifying as he had imagined!
The black-robed man, who was refered to as the Devil Lord, brushed past the white-robed woman in humiliation and followed Jiang Changsheng silently.
The two of them went up the mountain and disappeared into the night.
The white-robed woman slumped to the ground as he panted heavily. She would never forget this night.
"Is he really a human…"
The white-robed woman muttered to himself. She had never seen someone with such powerful martial arts.
That was the Devil Lord, and he was still powerless to resist him!
After a while.
Chen Li rushed over with four constables. He looked at the corpses on the ground with a panicked expression. When he saw the white-robed woman, he immediately ran over and crouched in front of her.
"Who killed them?"
Chen Li asked. When he saw that the white-robed woman was still alive, his expression softened.
The white-robed man answered, "I don't know either. He was dressed like an old beggar. After killing these people and repelling the Devil Lord, he left."
Chen Li was silent for a moment before he said, "You might not be able to return to the White Guard."
The white-robed woman remained silent.
...
In front of the mountain gate, Daoist Master Qingxu looked down at Jiang Changsheng who was walking on the mountain path and the Devil Lord behind him.
Daoist Master Qingxu's eyes flickered as he asked, "Changsheng, do you know the Devil Lord?"
Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "He's the Devil Lord? I don't know him. He wanted to break into the mountain, but I subdued him. Master, it seems like there are many people who want to deal with Longqi Guan. Leave this guy to me. Perhaps I can ask for the reason why."
Daoist Master Qingxu's pupils dilated. One of them was on the high ground while the other was on the low ground. They stared at each other in silence.
The night breeze was unrestrained, and the bright moon hung high in the sky. The flowers and trees on both sides of the mountain path swayed slightly.