Devil Master Submits

The brawny man stared intently at the Taihang Sword, as did the other Black-Clothed Men, as if facing a formidable enemy. They looked towards Dragon Arising Mountain, unable to see the sword's master.

The Black-Clothed Man pinned to the ground by the Taihang Sword struggled to turn his head, his voice trembling as he pleaded, "Save me..."

Just as the brawny man was about to step forward, the Taihang Sword suddenly extracted itself and flew into the high sky, then plunged down again, this time aiming directly for the back of the Black-Clothed Man's neck. This scene made everyone's eyes widen, as if they were seeing a ghost.

The brawny man was about to swing his blade to block it, but the Taihang Sword was simply too fast.

Puchi!

The Black-Clothed Man's neck was pierced, his body twitched, and he went completely limp. Fresh blood gushed out along the blade. The Black-Clothed Man died with his eyes wide open, filled with fear.

"Ghost... ghost..."

One of the Black-Clothed Men trembled as he stared at the Taihang Sword, and the other Black-Clothed Men were also frightened.

A sword that could kill on its own, how terrifying was that in the night?

They were all experts who roamed the martial world, traveling north and south for so many years, but had they ever seen such an evil sword?

The brawny man feigned composure and shouted loudly, "Which expert is it? Why not show yourself? Why play tricks?"

The Taihang Sword flew into the air, its tip pointing directly at the brawny man. The moonlight reflected off the blade, and the brawny man felt a chill all over his body, experiencing unprecedented fear.

On the mountain, atop the Dragon Arising Temple's mountain gate, Jiang Changsheng stood, the White Dragon coiled around his shoulders. The cold night wind blew through his black hair. He looked down at the foot of the mountain, the vast fog unable to obstruct his gaze. His eyes were so indifferent.

As his cultivation grew higher, his senses naturally became stronger. Now he could perceive the entire Dragon Arising Mountain. When a group of true qi fluctuations approached the foot of the mountain, he came here and witnessed the battle below, and also heard their conversation.

The true qi of those Black-Clothed Men was extremely similar to that of the Ghost Eye Evil King. Looking at their attire, it was clear that they were the Devil Sect who had been wreaking havoc in Jing City recently!

To dare cause trouble at Dragon Arising Mountain was no coincidence!

Jiang Changsheng snorted coldly and used the Sword Control Art, the sword moving with his will.

The Taihang Sword, suspended in mid-air, immediately shot out. The brawny man was so frightened that he immediately jumped up, but the subordinates behind him were sealed at the throat by the Taihang Sword, blood splattering on the Long Street.

The Taihang Sword quickly circled, slaughtering the Black-Clothed Men one by one. The target was not just the brawny man. The brawny man swung his blade to slash, but the blade was knocked away by a powerful force when it struck the Taihang Sword.

The brawny man retreated ten steps, his eyes bulging, filled with disbelief.

"Such powerful skill... how is it possible..."

The brawny man was really flustered. He was at least a Peerless Expert, but feeling the true qi on the Taihang Sword, his heart was filled with frustration.

A world of difference!

In less than three breaths, half of the Black-Clothed Men had died tragically, falling on the Long Street at the foot of the mountain. The White-Clothed person stood in the distance, quietly watching the battle, the opera mask concealing her face, but her trembling body showed the unease in her heart.

The brawny man gritted his teeth and once again charged forward with his blade. The Taihang Sword suddenly accelerated, piercing through the chest of a Black-Clothed Man, soaring upwards, drawing a perfect arc in the night sky, and killing towards the brawny man.

The brawny man was shocked and quickly swung his blade, true qi emanating along the blade, forming a visible qi shield, but the Taihang Sword directly shattered the qi shield and pierced through his chest.

"Damn it..."

The brawny man staggered backward, propping his body up with his broadsword on the ground.

Puchi!

The Taihang Sword came from behind, piercing through his throat.

Thump!

The Brawny Man knelt on the ground, his eyes wide open in death as well, but he didn't fall. He used his great saber to support his body, his head drooping, blood flowing like a small stream.

Seeing him dead, the remaining Black-Clothed Men were scared out of their wits and fled in all directions. Jiang Changsheng didn't plan to let them go, and the Taihang Sword continued its slaughter.

Under the dark night, a streak of cold light crisscrossed the Long Street, speeding across the eaves, killing the Black-Clothed Men one by one.

In the distance, a flock of black crows was rushing over, their speed increasing.

Jiang Changsheng raised his eyebrows and murmured, "Such powerful true qi."

He manipulated the Taihang Sword to return.

The farther the Taihang Sword was from him, the weaker his control over it became; the closer it was, the stronger its killing power.

The Taihang Sword stopped in front of the White-Clothed woman, who was extremely nervous as she looked at the sword.

She couldn't understand this sword, whether it was intelligent or had a master.

She remembered the legend of the Changsheng Taoist Priest in the Dragon Arising Temple. It was said that the Changsheng Taoist Priest of the Dragon Arising Temple was a celestial being descended to earth, able to kill Peerless Experts at the age of fourteen.

Just then, she saw a flock of black crows flying over, dense and numerous, with a great momentum, like locusts crossing the border.

The White-Clothed woman immediately said, "Senior, the other party is the Devil Master of the Devil Sect, who has entered the Peerless Expert realm for thirty years. Perhaps his martial arts have reached a higher level and should not be underestimated."

In any case, she could only rely on the sword in front of her now.

The flock of black crows flew over the White-Clothed woman's head and began to circle, a loud voice ringing out, "I didn't expect the Dragon Arising Temple to also have a Heavenly Connection."

On the top of the mountain, inside a courtyard.

Qingxu Taoist Priest opened his eyes and quickly set off.

Inside the imperial palace, a pair of eyes opened in the dim hall. The pupils of these eyes were actually green. Before long, these eyes closed again.

"Also has a Heavenly Connection? Could this person also be a Heavenly Connection realm expert?"

Jiang Changsheng thought silently.

Forget it.

Too lazy to ask more, just kill him.

Jiang Changsheng didn't want to understand who was behind all this. Anyway, he would kill anyone who came, just in time to survive the tribulation and get survival rewards.

To kill this person, relying solely on the Sword Control Art was not enough, after all, the distance was a bit far.

Jiang Changsheng leaped up and disappeared into the thick fog.

The black crows circled, confronting the Taihang Sword, leaving only the crows' hissing sound under the night sky.

"Why doesn't Your Excellency show yourself? You must have a reason for slaughtering my disciples!"

That mysterious, loud voice rang out again.

The White-Clothed woman suddenly heard footsteps behind her. She subconsciously turned her head to look, and a figure brushed past her. The only eyes exposed on her mask saw an extremely young and handsome face.

Jiang Changsheng!

Jiang Changsheng, dressed in a cyan Daoist robe, wore a sword sheath at his waist, held a horsetail whisk in his hand, and had a white snake coiled around his shoulders. This image made the White-Clothed man lose his composure, his body tensing up, afraid to move.

Jiang Changsheng looked at the sky full of black crows in front of him and said, "What kind of explanation do you want?"

An illusion!

He had already seen the figure hidden in the flock of crows, a middle-aged man in a black robe, with disheveled hair, suspended in the night sky, like a devil descending, quite terrifying.

The Black-Robed man sized up Jiang Changsheng and said coldly, "You are not Qingxu, could you be the Changsheng Taoist Priest who has risen to fame in recent years?"

Jiang Changsheng shook his head and said, "Too long-winded, forget it!"

He suddenly jumped up, kicking towards the flock of crows circling in the night sky. This kick carried the force of a thousand jun, and the strong wind pressed down, gradually dispersing the crows, like a phantom dissipating, revealing the true form of the Black-Robed man. His face changed drastically, and he immediately waved his palm to strike.

Countless leg shadows came like an overwhelming force. Before the Black-Robed man could mobilize his true qi, he was kicked.

"Puff—"

The Black-Robed man spat out blood and flew backwards, flying more than ten zhang away, hitting the city wall, causing a section of the wall to collapse, with rubble flying everywhere.

He fell to the ground in a sorry state, feeling that all the bones in his body were broken. He supported the ground with his trembling hands, and spat out another mouthful of blood.

He subconsciously looked up at the direction where Jiang Changsheng was, his eyes widened. In his pupils, a sword was speeding towards him, getting bigger and bigger.

"Wait! I have something to say!"

The Black-Robed man shouted urgently, 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, raised his hand to hold the hilt, and looked down at him expressionlessly, saying, "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. He gritted his teeth and said, "I... want to live!"

He originally wanted to threaten the other party, but the other party's attack was so ruthless, obviously not caring about the powerful people behind him.

Jiang Changsheng held the Taihang Sword, the tip of the sword getting closer and closer to the Black-Robed man.

The Black-Robed man was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes and trembled, "I am willing to acknowledge you as my master, be your slave, please spare my life!"

Jiang Changsheng raised his left hand, waved the horsetail whisk, and cast a Life and Death Seal on the Black-Robed man. The Black-Robed man trembled all over. Although he could not feel the pain, he also understood that the other party was using tricks and did not dare to resist.

Jiang Changsheng sheathed his sword, putting the Taihang Sword back into its sheath. He turned around and left a sentence: "Follow me up the mountain."

The Black-Robed man opened his eyes, relieved, and let out a long breath. He stood up tremblingly, his steps faltering.

Jiang Changsheng passed by the White-Clothed man and suddenly stopped, saying, "What did you see tonight?"

The White-Clothed man gritted his teeth and said, "I only saw a mysterious expert kill a Devil Sect disciple and drive away the Devil Master."

Jiang Changsheng smiled and walked towards the steps leading to the top of the mountain.

This battle greatly increased his confidence. A Heavenly Connection Realm expert is not as terrifying as he imagined!

The Black-Robed man, who was the Devil Master, brushed past the White-Clothed man with humiliation, and followed Jiang Changsheng in silence.

The two went up the mountain and disappeared into the night.

The White-Clothed man collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath. This night would be unforgettable for her.

"Is he really human..."

The White-Clothed person muttered to herself, she had never seen anyone with such powerful martial arts.

That was the Devil Master, yet he was utterly defenseless before him!

After a while.

Chen Li arrived with four constables, he looked at the corpses all over the ground, his face panicked, when he saw the White-Clothed person, he immediately ran over and squatted in front of the White-Clothed person.

"Who killed them?"

Chen Li asked, seeing that the White-Clothed person was still alive, his expression eased slightly.

The White-Clothed person replied: "I don't recognize him either, the other party was dressed like an old beggar, he killed these people, repelled the Devil Master, and then left."

Chen Li was silent for a moment, and said: "You may not be able to return to the White-Clothed Guard."

The White-Clothed person was silent.

In front of the mountain gate, Qingxu Taoist Priest looked down at Jiang Changsheng walking up the mountain road, and the Devil Master behind him like an evil ghost.

Qingxu Taoist Priest's eyes flickered, and he asked: "Changsheng, do you know the Devil Master?"

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said: "He is the Devil Master? I don't know him, he wanted to break into the mountain, so I subdued him, Master, it seems that there are really many people who want to deal with Dragon Arising Temple, leave this guy to me, maybe I can find out some reasons."

Qingxu Taoist Priest's pupils dilated, the master and apprentice, one high and one low, stared at each other, speechless.

The night breeze was unrestrained, the bright moon hung high, and the flowers, plants, and trees on both sides of the mountain road swayed slightly.

I was fixing the computer's drivers earlier, so the update was a bit late, sorry.