Divine Leg Shakes Jing City, Sword Control Art

Rumble——

Thunderclouds rolled, and the night sky continued to rain, the downpour intensifying.

Meng Qiushuang, the third disciple of Dragon Arising Temple, stood in front of the Ghost Eye Evil King with her sword, rain soaking her Daoist robe. Though a woman, her beautiful face showed no fear.

The other Dragon Arising Temple disciples among the surrounding buildings all stared nervously at the Ghost Eye Evil King, trembling and daring not to attack.

The Ghost Eye Evil King stood still, not advancing. He didn't look at Meng Qiushuang, but stared at the night sky behind her. On a rooftop, a figure was watching him.

"I didn't expect Dragon Arising Temple to have another expert besides Qingxu old man. So, you were the target."

The Ghost Eye Evil King chuckled sinisterly. Meng Qiushuang frowned, not understanding what he meant.

Meng Qiushuang said coldly, "Fiend, you slaughtered my temple's disciples. When my master returns, he will definitely not spare you. Moreover, this is Jing City. I have already sent disciples to inform the Yamen. This Jing City is an inescapable net; you cannot escape."

The Ghost Eye Evil King ignored her and laughed, "Why doesn't Your Excellency make a move? Why not flee?"

Only then did Meng Qiushuang understand that the other party was not staring at her at all. She turned her head to look, there were buildings behind her, and she could not see the figure a hundred zhang away. The surrounding disciples were also weak. Who was this supreme expert the fiend was talking about?

"Judging by your words, you came for me. Could it be that the previous assassination was also arranged by you?"

Jiang Changsheng's voice echoed under the night sky, making it difficult to discern the direction of the sound.

Hearing Jiang Changsheng's voice, Meng Qiushuang and the other disciples were stunned. They naturally remembered Jiang Changsheng's voice, but was Jiang Changsheng a supreme expert?

The Ghost Eye Evil King said with a sinister smile, "Oh? There was another assassination? It seems it failed, but this time you are dead for sure."

He leaped up, landing on the attic roof behind Meng Qiushuang. The disciples quickly gathered and retreated to the gate of Dragon Arising Temple. They looked out and finally saw Jiang Changsheng's figure.

Jiang Changsheng stood on the eaves of the Hall of Bright Mind. From a distance, his true face could not be seen. Only his straight figure could be seen, exuding an unspeakable powerful aura under the thundercloud night sky.

"Junior Brother Changsheng..."

Meng Qiushuang muttered to herself, gripping the sword in her hand.

Jiang Changsheng looked at the Ghost Eye Evil King, his eyes cold, his killing intent aroused.

Although the other party's true qi is less than half of mine, it is much stronger than master's. It seems he is also a veteran of many battles. I cannot be careless and must go all out.

Jiang Changsheng thought to himself, he began to mobilize the true qi in his body, and his Daoist robe fluttered accordingly.

The Ghost Eye Evil King quickly rushed towards Jiang Changsheng, jumping on the eaves. The two sides quickly approached, a scene that made the Dragon Arising Temple disciples extremely nervous.

Can Changsheng withstand such a demon?

Meng Qiushuang and the other disciples thought worriedly.

The Ghost Eye Evil King leaped up, pouring the true qi in his body into his right palm. His smile was so cruel, and his eyes were full of excitement.

"Boy, die!"

Under the night, lightning flashed, illuminating the figures of both sides.

When the two sides were less than five zhang apart, Jiang Changsheng suddenly moved.

He leaped up at a speed that the Ghost Eye Evil King could hardly capture, kicking out with one leg. His figure was like a ghost, and his leg landed in the Ghost Eye Evil King's pupils, creating an afterimage, as if dozens of legs were attacking the Ghost Eye Evil King at the same time.

Bang!

Jiang Changsheng kicked the Ghost Eye Evil King in the chest mid-air, accompanied by the crisp sound of bones breaking. His True Qi erupted from his right foot, and the Ghost Eye Evil King was sent flying.

"How is this possible..."

The Ghost Eye Evil King's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. Blood gushed from his mouth, leaving a trail of blood in the night sky. He flew past pavilions, over the heads of disciples, across cliffs, and plunged towards the foot of the mountain, disappearing into the clouds.

Meng Qiushuang and the disciples were dumbfounded, unable to believe their eyes.

At the foot of Dragon Arising Mountain, a large number of jailers and soldiers arrived. Zhang Tianren also ran over with his spear. Illuminated by the torch in his left hand, his neck was visibly red.

"Are you sure it's this way?"

A general frowned, his tone puzzled.

Zhang Tianren nodded and said, "That's right, it's this way."

The general hesitated, "But this is Dragon..."

Before he could finish, a gust of wind came from above, startling them into looking up. A figure fell from the sky, crashing onto the steps at the foot of Dragon Arising Mountain, sending gravel flying and blood splattering.

The soldiers were startled and quickly surrounded the area.

"It's the Ghost Eye... Evil King... He's dead!"

A jailer shouted in shock, prompting Zhang Tianren and the general to rush over to investigate. They saw the Ghost Eye Evil King lying on the stone steps, his limbs twisted in an unsettling manner. His chest was caved in, revealing glimpses of white bone. His eyes were wide open, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world, filled with fear.

Zhang Tianren was moved. He looked up at the mountain ahead. Under the night sky, thunderclouds rolled, making Dragon Arising Mountain seem so mysterious.

After examining the Ghost Eye Evil King's injuries, the general said in a deep voice, "He was kicked to death by an extremely powerful foot technique, a single blow to the death. The difference in strength between the two sides is vast."

A vast difference in strength?

Zhang Tianren came back to his senses, recalling the scene when the Ghost Eye Evil King broke out of the Heavenly Prison. His expression was complicated.

Inside his house, Jiang Changsheng returned to his room and closed the door. He breathed a sigh of relief.

He was both excited and nervous. This was his first time killing an enemy, and he had gone all out. Fortunately, it hadn't gone wrong.

After killing the Ghost Eye Evil King, he was surrounded by disciples, but they weren't too excited, as many disciples had died. His Second Brother Meng Qiuhe was seriously injured. Now, Dragon Arising Temple was under the charge of his Third Sister Meng Qiushuang. Meng Qiushuang had told him to return to his room to rest early, to prevent more villains from coming to kill him.

This night was the most tragic disaster Dragon Arising Temple had faced in over a decade, with at least twenty disciples killed.

Jiang Changsheng sat on the bed. He didn't blame himself. He was thinking about whether the enemy would come again.

[Kaiyuan Year 14, the Ghost Eye Evil King attacked you and was killed by you. You survived a killing disaster and received a survival reward - the spell 'Sword Control Art']

A line of text appeared before Jiang Changsheng's eyes. He smiled. Finally, it wasn't a martial art, but a spell!

He immediately began to receive the inheritance of the Sword Control Art.

He spent a sleepless night.

Early morning.

Jiang Changsheng was still practicing. Four disciples were guarding the courtyard. They were all discussing last night's events in low voices. Jiang Changsheng's performance had shocked everyone in the temple, but some were also complaining about him, believing that he had attracted the demons.

But Jiang Changsheng was also an orphan, so they couldn't be certain and could only speculate based on what the Ghost Eye Evil King said.

Jiang Changsheng's hearing was far superior to ordinary people, so he naturally heard these comments, but he didn't care. He wasn't a teenager; he was an adult who had lived two lives. In this life, he only wanted to live as long as possible and didn't have time to worry about the deaths of others.

Besides, how could martial arts sects in Jing City be without tribulations?

Jiang Changsheng practiced his skills in peace. Without a sword, he couldn't practice the Sword Control Art, so he mainly focused on the Dao Follows Nature Skill.

His practice was interrupted when Chen Li came to visit. Chen Li didn't come alone; he was accompanied by another person.

"This is Minister Yang, the Minister of the Ministry of Justice. He is here to investigate the Ghost Eye Evil King. The Ghost Eye Evil King not only killed disciples of the Dragon Arising Temple but also several prison guards. This matter has alarmed the imperial court, and His Majesty is furious, ordering a thorough investigation."

Chen Li introduced. When Jiang Changsheng heard this, he cupped his hands in salute.

In the Great Jing Dynasty, the position of Minister could be considered the second level of official rank. There were fewer than ten people with more power than the Minister of the Ministry of Justice.

Minister Yang sized up Jiang Changsheng, a strange look in his eyes. He asked, "Do you recognize the Ghost Eye Evil King? The villain who attacked the Dragon Arising Temple last night, who I heard was killed by you."

Jiang Changsheng replied, "Reporting to the Minister, Changsheng has been an orphan since childhood and has always stayed in the Dragon Arising Temple. Apart from Scholar Chen and His Highness the Fourth Prince, I don't recognize anyone from down the mountain."

Minister Yang said expressionlessly, "Then tell me everything you saw."

Jiang Changsheng answered truthfully. Minister Yang wrote it down and then turned to leave, leaving only Chen Li and Jiang Changsheng in the room.

"Not bad, your martial arts are so strong? You can even kill the Ghost Eye Evil King. I heard he was kicked down the mountain by you and fell to his death?"

Chen Li no longer pretended to be serious and said excitedly.

Jiang Changsheng's strength made him feel that his investment over the years had not been in vain.

Although Chen Li had never ventured into the martial world, he had heard of the Ghost Eye Evil King's fierce reputation. He had previously told Jiang Changsheng about the Ghost Eye Evil King being captured by the imperial court.

Jiang Changsheng shook his head and said, "He was careless because he saw that I was young."

Chen Li waved his hand and said, "What are you being modest for? Your footwork surprised even the general guarding Jing City. That Ghost Eye Evil King was a master above the True Origin Realm. According to the martial world's classification, he was called a top expert. These kinds of martial artists can freely control their true energy, which is beyond what ordinary people can resist."

Jiang Changsheng silently remembered it.

Third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, True Origin Realm, top expert!

The third level of the Dao Follows Nature Skill could easily kill a top expert. The difference between cultivating immortality and practicing martial arts was truly vast.

Chen Li also talked about the case. The Heavenly Prison was an important place in Jing City, yet a death row prisoner escaped, causing the emperor to lose face. The prison guards responsible for guarding the Ghost Eye Evil King had been ordered to be executed, and investigations into all levels of personnel in the Heavenly Prison would continue. This was why the Minister of the Ministry of Justice had come in person. If the investigation wasn't done well, his position as Minister might not be secure.

The position of Minister was so high, how could it be so easy to fall in other dynasties? But it was different in the Great Jing Dynasty. Most of the important officials were meritorious officials from the founding of the dynasty, and the emperor had always wanted to remove them. Almost every year, ministers were replaced, so the Ministers of the Six Ministries naturally felt like they were walking on thin ice.

"Your identity and background are very simple. Qingxu Taoist Priest has reported the household registration of every disciple. You don't have to worry too much. You will definitely be rewarded for killing the Ghost Eye Evil King. When the time comes, His Majesty will have to reward you. Tell me, what do you want? If His Majesty mentions it during the court session, I can also help you speak." Chen Li said with a smile while shaking his teacup.

He was riding high on the spring breeze. Overnight, all the nobles in Jing City knew that the Dragon Arising Temple had produced a young top expert who could kick the Ghost Eye Evil King, who shook the martial world, to death with one leg. In the martial-oriented Great Jing Dynasty, he would definitely have a bright future.

All masters above the first-rate level were proud and arrogant. The Chen family had only managed to win over one top expert, and that person wasn't in Jing City, so they could only summon him when something happened. Jiang Changsheng was different. He lived in Jing City and was an orphan, so it might be possible to win him over to become a member of the Chen family.

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