The Melee Begins, Powerful Saber Qi

Outside the Liu residence.

Zuo Lengchan, Whiteboard Fiend, and others arrived with great momentum.

As soon as they reached the entrance of the Liu residence, their gazes were drawn to the two severed corpses hanging from the flagpole in front of the gate.

These two corpses were Qinghai One-Eyed Owl, who had died by Su Chen's blade.

"This... this is my disciple, Qinghai One-Eyed Owl."

Whiteboard Fiend recognized the identity of the corpses with just one glance and was instantly furious.

"Damn it, to dare kill my disciple! No matter who did it, I will tear them to shreds!"

Looking at Qinghai One-Eyed Owl's body, Zuo Lengchan was also stunned for a few seconds.

He hadn't expected Qinghai One-Eyed Owl to die at the Liu residence.

Immediately after, a cold smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Qinghai One-Eyed Owl is actually dead. However, this isn't bad either."

"With his only disciple dead at the hands of Liu Zhengfeng and the others, Whiteboard Fiend will surely be enraged and fight even more fiercely."

"Today, neither Liu Zhengfeng nor that black-clothed swordsman will survive."

Whiteboard Fiend's reaction was exactly as Zuo Lengchan had predicted.

He stared at Qinghai One-Eyed Owl's corpse, anger flashing across his face.

As a complete figure of the evil path, he never adhered to rules or righteousness in his actions.

Therefore, he didn't particularly care about the life or death of his disciple.

However, as his disciple, Qinghai One-Eyed Owl represented his reputation to some extent.

With Qinghai One-Eyed Owl's death, it was no different from being slapped in the face.

This was why Whiteboard Fiend was so enraged.

In his fury, he attacked directly, unleashing a palm strike that carried gusts of chilling wind, mixed with a strong, foul odor.

The palm strike directly shattered the main gate of the Liu residence.

Then, he charged directly into the Liu residence.

Seeing this, Zuo Lengchan's cold smile deepened.

He waved his hand and shouted, "Kill them all! Leave no one alive in the Liu residence."

As his voice fell, Zuo Lengchan, holding his broadsword, led the Mount Song disciples into the Liu residence.

The entry of Zuo Lengchan and his group into the Liu residence signaled the official start of the great battle.

External forces, such as Xiang Wentian and Tong Baixiong, also arrived near the Liu residence to watch the battle.

Inside the Liu residence, Liu Zhengfeng and the others naturally heard the commotion from the entrance.

Without a word, the group immediately picked up their weapons and rushed towards the main gate.

At this moment, Whiteboard Fiend was leading the charge into the courtyard.

Upon seeing Liu Zhengfeng and the others, he shouted, "Who killed my disciple?"

Hearing this, and combined with his highly recognizable face, Liu Zhengfeng and Mo Da immediately understood.

The person before them was the Whiteboard Fiend that Su Chen had mentioned.

Without further ado, the two attacked directly.

Liu Zhengfeng, wielding his long sword, advanced and attacked.

His opening move was a killing blow, the Hengshan Sect's truyền thống sword technique—the Thirteen Forms of the Ever-Changing Misty Cloud of Hengshan.

This sword technique, one of the Hengshan Sect's three great ultimate skills, embodied the true meaning of being as swift as lightning and as illusory as a dream.

As Liu Zhengfeng executed it, it appeared quite formidable.

Mo Da also drew his erhu, and waves of sorrowful melodies emanated from it.

"Sword hidden in the zither, the zither's sound unleashes the sword."

Mo Da's martial arts could be summarized by these eight words.

At this moment, he used the zither's music to propel his sword energy.

Amidst the desolate music, infinite killing intent was hidden.

No matter who it was, facing the combined assault of two Minor Grandmasters was not something to be taken lightly.

However, this time, their opponent was Whiteboard Fiend, a true Grandmaster realm expert.

"Overestimating yourselves."

Whiteboard Fiend let out a cold sneer and thrust his large right palm forward.

Su Chen caught the long sword Liu Zhengfeng thrust at him directly in his hand.

The precious sword, forged from fine steel, was actually unable to cut through the Whiteboard Fiend's palm.

Liu Zhengfeng was greatly alarmed.

Before he could react, the Whiteboard Fiend exerted force and twisted.

Instantly, the long sword was twisted into a spiral.

At the same time, he thrust his left palm forward.

In an instant, a foul-smelling palm wind surged forth.

The zither-qi sword-qi unleashed by Mo Da was easily dispersed by the foul-smelling palm wind.

"Grandmaster!"

The word flashed through Mo Da's mind.

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His heart sank.

Meanwhile, the Whiteboard Fiend did not give the two of them any more time to react.

His qi surged outwards, unleashing his full Grandmaster cultivation.

In an instant, Mo Da and Liu Zhengfeng were sent flying backward.

In their first exchange, both fell into a complete disadvantage.

Seeing this, Yue Buqun and Qu Yang's expressions also became extremely grave.

They had suffered such a defeat before even encountering the main culprit, Zuo Lengchan.

Today's battle would likely be an uphill struggle.

At this moment, Zuo Lengchan also arrived in the courtyard with his men.

He happened to witness the scene of the Whiteboard Fiend repelling Mo Da and the other.

He couldn't help but laugh heartily, "Hahaha, you overestimate yourselves. With your strength, trying to deal with a Grandmaster expert is a fool's dream."

Hearing this, except for Mo Da, who had already recognized the Whiteboard Fiend as a Grandmaster expert.

The remaining Liu Zhengfeng, Yue Buqun, and Qu Yang were all greatly shocked.

The three of them looked towards the Whiteboard Fiend simultaneously, their hearts filled with panic and unease.

"There's actually another Grandmaster expert."

"If you add Zuo Lengchan, the Mount Song side will have two Grandmaster experts."

Realizing this, their hearts sank completely.

Two Grandmasters and ten Minor Grandmasters, how could they possibly fight this?

Zuo Lengchan's gaze swept across the faces of Liu Zhengfeng and the others.

Seeing their panicked and uneasy expressions, the sneer on Zuo Lengchan's lips became even more pronounced.

"Where is the black-clothed swordsman who killed my junior brother?"

Zuo Lengchan demanded.

However, Mo Da and the others all glared back defiantly, and not a single person responded.

Instantly, Zuo Lengchan's face darkened.

"Good, you're all tough nuts to crack. I like crushing tough nuts the most."

With that, he waved his hand, and Yue Hou and the others behind him immediately charged forward, preparing to kill Mo Da and the three others.

But just then, a crisp sound of a sword being drawn rang out.

Immediately after, a terrifying sword light came from behind Mo Da and the three others.

Yue Hou and the others were caught off guard and found themselves under the sword light.

Zuo Lengchan, however, reacted swiftly and immediately realized that this sword light came from that black-clothed swordsman.

And that swordsman was likely at the Grandmaster realm.

His junior brothers probably wouldn't be able to resist it.

A thought flashed through his mind, and Zuo Lengchan immediately stepped forward, blocking in front of Yue Hou and the others. He swung the broadsword in his hand, unleashing a sword qi to block this saber strike for them.

The sword light and sword qi clashed.

It was like hot iron cutting through butter.

The sword qi unleashed by Zuo Lengchan was easily broken by the saber light.

After breaking the sword qi, the saber light still had residual power and continued to advance.

"Senior brother's sword qi was broken!"

Yue Hou and the others were startled, as this outcome far exceeded their expectations.

Zuo Lengchan's brow furrowed, his gaze grave.

Before even meeting the black-clothed swordsman, he had already suffered a minor defeat.

Zuo Lengchan, who had always been arrogant, found this result difficult to accept.

However, he had no time to dwell on it now, as the threat of the saber light remained.

He wielded his broadsword again, unleashing four more sword energies in rapid succession.

This time, he successfully blocked the saber light.

Even though he blocked the saber light, Zuo Lengchan's face showed no hint of joy.

Five sword energies to neutralize one saber light – didn't this mean the black-clothed swordsman's strength was still superior to his?

In reality, Su Chen had just advanced to the Grandmaster realm. In terms of cultivation, he was still inferior to Zuo Lengchan, an established Grandmaster.

But his fifth level of the Hundun Treasure Mirror possessed an astonishingly high quality of true qi.

This was why his saber strike possessed such destructive power.

Zuo Lengchan was unaware of this and merely assumed Su Chen's cultivation was superior to his.

His previously relaxed mood now turned somber.

Just as he was about to say something.

At that very moment.

A black-clothed figure emerged from behind Mo Da and the other three. It was Su Chen.

Upon appearing, Su Chen remained silent, holding his ring-pommel saber and charging directly at Zuo Lengchan.

His attacks were fierce and merciless, one saber strike following another. In the span of a few breaths, six saber lights had already filled the air.

Before Zuo Lengchan could even react, he was assaulted by the barrage of saber light.

He had no choice but to swallow his words and raise his sword to meet the attack first.