Mount Song Annihilated, Heroes Shocked

Su Chen's blade swept out, and Tang Ying'e was instantly cleaved in two.

A mist of blood filled the air, a gruesome scene.

Zhao Sihai and the others were startled, each muttering to themselves, "How ruthless!"

But soon, the group regained their composure.

Zhao Sihai looked at Su Chen and his companions, saying, "You all, Yue Hou and the other two have been executed. Can we leave now?"

However, Liu Zhengfeng suddenly changed his tune.

He gazed at them with a smile and said, "I'm afraid you can't leave."

Hearing this, Zhao Sihai and the others' expressions shifted immediately. "What does Second Master Liu mean by this? Are you going back on your word?"

As they spoke, the seven men gripped their weapons tightly, becoming vigilant.

Liu Zhengfeng smiled and shook his head. "The agreement was that if you seven killed Yue Hou and the other two, we would let you go."

"However, Tang Ying'e was killed by Master Su, not by you."

"By that count, you haven't actually fulfilled the agreement, so how can you accuse us of breaking it?"

As he spoke, Liu Zhengfeng's face was filled with coldness.

After experiencing life-or-death threats for the past few days, he had also come to a realization.

In the martial world, harboring good intentions was a mistake.

If he hadn't encountered Su Chen, his entire family would have already gone to see the King of Hell.

He wouldn't have had the chance to speak today.

To survive, one had to be ruthless and merciless towards enemies.

In this situation, Zhao Sihai and the others immediately understood.

"Liu Zhengfeng, you scoundrel! Don't you ever fall into my hands, or I'll make sure you have no place to be buried..."

Liu Zhengfeng paid no mind to their threats and intimidation.

He turned to Su Chen and said respectfully, "Please, Master Su, would you be so kind as to dispatch these few?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Sihai and the others' faces changed drastically.

Su Chen's formidable combat prowess and ruthless methods were evident to all.

He had even killed two Grandmasters who had joined forces.

They, seven of them, had no chance of resisting him.

With thoughts racing, Zhao Sihai and the others turned to flee.

But Su Chen gave them no opportunity.

He swung his blade horizontally, and several crescent-shaped blade lights shot out.

"Crack!"

The sound of flesh and bone being severed rang out.

Zhao Sihai and the others froze in place, their bodies still in a running posture.

Their heads, however, fell from their necks, rolling across the ground.

The remaining hundred or so Mount Song disciples also failed to escape their fate.

Under the combined onslaught of Su Chen and Mo Da, the hundred Mount Song disciples were all slaughtered.

The courtyard of the Liu Manor was strewn with severed limbs and remains, the ground as if washed in blood, a deep crimson. The air was thick with the pungent smell of gore.

Thus, all those who had come from Mount Song perished.

With the battle concluded, Su Chen sheathed his blade and turned to face Yue Buqun.

With Mount Song defeated, Yue Buqun no longer needed to maintain his disguise. He reached up and tore off the mask from his face.

"Sect Leader Yue, I heard the hundred thousand taels of silver have arrived. Could you take me to see it?" Su Chen asked.

Yue Buqun beamed with joy and gestured for him to follow. "Mr. Su, this way please."

Only Mo Da, Liu Zhengfeng, and Qu Yang remained in the field.

The three exchanged glances, their faces filled with the relief of having survived.

"We're alive," Liu Zhengfeng said, his voice filled with emotion.

Mo Da and Qu Yang also wore expressions of deep feeling.

"Honestly, I came here expecting to die. I thought if I could take down a few of the Mount Song Protectors, it would be worth it," Qu Yang confessed. "I never expected to actually survive, let alone without a scratch."

Mo Da chimed in, "Who would have thought? The Mount Song Sect came out in full force, with the White Board Fiend, a wicked Grandmaster, assisting them. Today's situation was a certain death scenario. To be able to survive now is truly a stroke of luck."

As Mo Da spoke, he sighed and shook his head.

Unexpectedly, Liu Zhengfeng suddenly interjected, "Brother, you're mistaken."

Liu Zhengfeng spoke, his gaze shifting to the direction Su Chen had departed. "Our survival today is not due to luck, but to the honor bestowed by Lord Su."

"If he hadn't personally slain Grandmaster Zuo Lengchan and the White Board Fiend, none of us would have made it out alive today."

Hearing this, Mo Da's face broke into a smile, and he nodded in agreement. "My junior brother speaks the truth. All the credit for today's victory belongs to Mr. Su."

Qu Yang's face showed a hint of curiosity as he asked Liu Zhengfeng, "The situation was urgent just now, so I forgot to ask. Where did you find such a master?"

Qu Yang was filled with doubt.

Su Chen's strength was so immense that he could easily kill two Grandmasters, which was astonishing.

Logically, with Liu Zhengfeng's connections and status, he wouldn't be able to invite such a master.

Liu Zhengfeng chuckled and replied, "Haha, it was truly by chance that I managed to invite Lord Su..."

Then, he recounted the story of how he met Su Chen and how he spent silver taels to hire Su Chen for assistance.

After listening, Qu Yang's face was already filled with surprise.

"Liu Er, you're not fooling me, are you? Thirty thousand taels of silver could hire a master like this?"

Liu Zhengfeng laughed heartily, "Haha, to be precise, it was forty thousand taels. Senior Brother Yue from Mount Hua also contributed ten thousand taels."

"Hiss," Qu Yang couldn't help but gasp. "If Zuo Lengchan knew in the afterlife that his Mount Song was destroyed because of forty thousand taels of silver, what would he think?"

"Haha, he'd probably die of anger all over again," Liu Zhengfeng roared with laughter.

Qu Yang suddenly spoke as if he had thought of something. "Right, you must introduce me later. If I ever have enemies I can't deal with, I'll also pay Mr. Su to help me."

At this moment, Mo Da interjected, "Alright, stop chatting and hurry up and clean. This blood all over the place is making me uneasy."

Afterward, the three began to clean up the battlefield.

Meanwhile, the onlookers who had been watching outside Liu Manor were also thoroughly intimidated.

They had expected the Mount Song Sect, with its full force of two Grandmasters, ten Minor Grandmasters, and over a hundred elite disciples, to easily annihilate Liu Zhengfeng's side.

However, the outcome was the complete opposite.

Everyone from the Mount Song Sect was dead, while Liu Zhengfeng and his companions hadn't even sustained a scratch.

This result was truly astonishing.

"Zuo Lengchan is dead, all the Mount Song Protectors are dead, the Mount Song Sect is finished. The martial arts world's landscape is about to change drastically."

"If it weren't for that black-clothed swordsman, today's situation would likely have been reversed."

"What kind of incredible luck did Liu Zhengfeng have to get involved with such a master?"

"That black-clothed swordsman is too strong, fighting two Grandmasters alone and winning so easily. When did such a formidable figure appear in the martial arts world?"

The martial artists discussed amongst themselves, their words probing for any information about Su Chen.

However, no one present knew Su Chen.

After a fruitless discussion, everyone dispersed, busy finding their friends and brothers to brag to.

Today's battle had given them plenty to talk about.

As eyewitnesses to the great battle, this was also excellent material for conversation. If they didn't quickly find someone to boast to, they would feel stifled.

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