Fighting Jiang Tianfeng at Mount Zhenwu

"What do you plan to present this to?"

Qing Jiang took the brocade box in his hand. Inside, a golden thread shimmered under the sun, yet it was hidden in the shadows, appearing as if without form.

A Thousand Year Golden Silkworm Silk, what a treasure!

"We intend to present it to the Central King's Consort. I beg you, sir, to release my daughter," Lin Xiangyang said quickly.

Qing Jiang froze in place, then suddenly said coldly, "Kill them! Leave no one alive!"

Lin Yuchan, standing beside him, was stunned. Her body trembled slightly. In despair, she slowly closed her eyes.

"Father, in the next life, if we are to be father and daughter again, please don't trick your daughter..." Lin Yuchan said bitterly.

Lin Xiangyang immediately reacted, stumbling backward and kneeling on the ground.

What was the status of the Central King's Consort? Second only to the Emperor, above ten thousand people. How could Tianfeng Village dare to provoke her?

Since they had already provoked her, there was only one outcome: eradicate them completely!

Were there so many fools in the world who, after offending you, would send you back to the Central King's mansion unharmed?

"Kill!" Qing Jiang said sternly.

Suddenly, a blade light above his head tore through the air.

Su Changqing had accumulated power for a long time, his True Qi roaring like thunder.

Overlord Saber, Death God Slash!

The blade light was bone-chilling, as if a fierce tiger was roaring in the depths of a mountain forest.

Just as Qing Jiang was about to completely eliminate the Lin father and daughter, his hair suddenly stood on end, and he retreated rapidly.

This saber strike was incredibly powerful, capable of tearing flesh and bone apart with a single slash.

Even though Qing Jiang had retreated quickly enough, half of his body was still severed, and bright red blood splattered across the sky.

On the mountaintop, Jiang Tianfeng, who was resting under a tree and waiting, noticed this scene. His expression suddenly changed. He grabbed the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade and leaped forward rapidly.

"Boy, who are you!"

Qing Jiang glared at Su Changqing, staggering backward. His hair was disheveled, and he laughed wildly at the sky, blood continuously flowing out as he felt his life force draining away.

He could hardly accept it.

Was he really going to die like this?

He had even castrated himself to join the West Factory, planning to seize Mount Zhenwu, and later obtain the Bixie Sword Manual to dominate the martial arts world...

Su Changqing said nothing. He drew the Purple Blood sword from his waist and stepped forward, heading towards the dozens of terrified bandits from Tianfeng Village.

Less talk, more killing. It would be easier later.

The Purple Blood Soft Sword was truly exceptional, especially with Su Changqing cultivating the Indestructible Vajra Divine Art.

A faint golden light enveloped the eerie purple blade.

The sword was indestructible, and its speed was ghostly.

Large heads flew off one by one. These bandits, who were ferocious towards ordinary people, were no match for Su Changqing.

After finishing them all off, he bent down to pick up the brocade box and stared silently at Qing Jiang's corpse.

Qing Jiang's body was half-severed; even a Nine-Turn Great Returning Pill couldn't save him.

This major villain of the Bixie Sword Manual, before he could even grow, had been thoroughly cleaved by Snow Drifting's blade.

No matter how grand your plans, how brilliant your talent, how formidable your Destiny, you would ultimately meet your end.

"Thank you, member of the Imperial Guard, for saving my life," Lin Xiangyang said, cupping his fists with a fearful heart.

This person wore the Flying Fish garment, carried a long saber at his waist, and had a broad back and a powerful build, resembling a praying mantis. He was clearly a member of the Imperial Guard.

His attack was domineering and ruthless. After killing Qing Jiang with one strike, he had proceeded to eliminate all the bandits one by one.

The dozens of heads behind him formed a gruesome spectacle, with blood flowing and staining the grand path.

Lin Yuchan trembled in her heart. What kind of formidable person was this?

She looked up, her golden-embroidered white dress adorned with a beautiful face, and exclaimed in surprise, "It's you!"

She recognized him. He was the one who had recklessly barged into the Rouge Shop in the past, colliding with officials' and ladies' entourages from the Great Shang.

"I am under orders to suppress bandits. You two should leave as soon as possible."

Su Changqing gazed at Lin Yuchan for a moment, then chuckled and shook his head.

"Are you the only Imperial Guard who came?" Lin Xiangyang looked behind Su Changqing, not finding any trace of a large contingent of Imperial Guards.

"Only me," Su Changqing replied.

Lin Xiangyang looked at him, speechless.

One man, one saber, charging alone into Tianfeng Village.

It was unclear whether Su Changqing was exceptionally skilled and bold, or if he had offended someone in the Imperial Guard and lacked subordinates.

"Hurry, Jiang Tianfeng is even more terrifying. Our benefactor is alone, be careful!"

Lin Xiangyang reacted immediately, quickly pulling his daughter away as he said.

He couldn't ask for the Thousand Year Golden Silkworm Silk now, so he gifted it to Su Changqing.

"I seem to remember... he said his name was Chen Mo last time..."

As Lin Yuchan was pulled away, her eyes were deep and bright, gazing at Su Changqing as she thought to herself.

Su Changqing stood with his saber, on the main road, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, looking as elegant as jade, his eyes indifferent.

Behind him, dozens of severed heads formed a macabre monument, their eyes wide open, blood flowing.

This scene almost made Jiang Tianfeng's rage surge, his killing intent as vast as the sea.

Nearly a hundred subordinates in the Body Tempering realm—this was almost the culmination of his life's work and the foundation of Tianfeng Village's dominance in the jianghu.

Besides influence and sects, who else could cultivate so many Body Tempering realm experts?

Jiang Tianfeng's eyes were as cold as lightning as he strode forward, his steps exceptionally precise, leaping down from the mountainside.

In his hand, the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade cleaved across the sky, pointing directly at Su Changqing.

He had already reached the ninth level of True Qi, his entire being tempered to the extreme.

The blade's aura rippled through the air, dazzlingly brilliant.

This was a strike utilizing borrowed force, its power surging, capable of breaking mountains and cleaving stones.

Su Changqing naturally wouldn't meet it head-on. With the exquisite Four Seasons Cloud Falling Steps, he sidestepped and retreated.

At the same time, he flicked his toe, kicking up a bloody head towards Jiang Tianfeng.

Jiang Tianfeng, intending to stroke his beard and strike again, his eyes narrowed. He abruptly retracted his saber and caught the massive head with one hand.

His face turned dark as he looked at Su Changqing, almost roaring, "You used my subordinates to build a monument of heads, and now you kick one at me?"

"Shameless! How can there be such a cruel person in this world!"

"The Lin family, all one hundred and thirty-two of them, only Lin Xiangyang and Lin Yuchan remain, plus an old servant. Your subordinates also killed him, why don't you look at that?"

Su Changqing gazed at him, coldly stating.

"Talking is useless!" Jiang Tianfeng said coldly.

"Well said, talking is useless. Then take this!"

Su Changqing threw his head back and laughed, stomping his foot. The Four Seasons Cloud Falling Steps kept him moving.

This was a move learned from the Scarlet Blood Scholar when he escaped from Youyun Workshop back then.

One by one, the severed heads were kicked up by his toes and hurled rapidly at Jiang Tianfeng.

Jiang Tianfeng was incredibly fierce, wielding his saber with wild abandon. His muscles were robust, like earthen-colored bedrock.

The Azure Dragon Crescent Blade swept out, its edge sharp and soul-stirring. Dozens of heads exploded like watermelons, scattering in all directions.

"Imperial Guard dog, die!"

He burst forth from the rain of blood, his black hair dishevelled, powerful and imposing. The Azure Dragon Crescent Blade thrust forward, sweeping away everything.

Su Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly. The secret treasure of Great Emperor Zhenwu, the Profound Heaven True Qi, was truly powerful and overbearing.

Jiang Tianfeng attacked without defending, yet he could handle any powerful enemy!

Su Changqing could only retreat rapidly. With a flick of his toe, he leaped up, light as a swallow, landing on the horse carriage behind him, looking down at Jiang Tianfeng from a height.

"Dog thief, if you have the guts, don't run! Take my Tiger Fiend!"

"What do I have to fear!"