Sword Qi to the Sky

Chapter 368 The Truth
But why would the sword cultivators from Lishan come to Qinghe County?
Moreover, it is obvious that they came for the Prince's Mansion of Qinghe County. Could it be that the Prince's Mansion really colluded with demons?

At this moment, even the people of Qinghe County had this thought. After all, the reputation of the Lishan sword cultivators was too great, and their reputation for slaying demons and eliminating evil was deeply rooted in people's hearts. The appearance of Lishan cultivators meant that there were demons in Qinghe County.
So, what did the Cui and Xie family patriarchs know? That's why they were willing to fight against Prince Anlu of Qinghe at all costs.

The sword of slaughter remained, its sword energy roaring furiously. With a soft thud, a head flew into the sky. Wen Ruyu's sword severed the head of the gray-robed old man, who stood on the high platform, his white robes stained with blood. Li Fan stood behind him, the two peerless figures standing together, as if sketching a painting, just like the painting that people imagined of the sword cultivators of Lishan: long swords stained with blood, swords unparalleled.

Wen Ruyu and Li Fan seem to fulfill all the world's imagination of the sword cultivators of Lishan.

“Li Shan, this is an open rebellion.” An Lu looked down at Wen Ruyu’s figure below. His aura was wild, but he did not dare to make any rash moves.

Since Wen Ruyu is here, then there must be cultivators at the seventh realm who have also arrived at Lishan.

As for Li Fan, he had a vague idea of ​​who he was.

Few people knew what happened on the mountain back then, but as the Prince of Qinghe, he was well aware of the court's movements and thus knew some things.

That young swordsman from the mountain has grown up.

I heard that the young swordsman defeated Jiang Tai'a.

Today, Jiang Tai'a of Lingxiao Pavilion is already famous throughout the capital. His swordsmanship is advancing by leaps and bounds, and he is a swordsmanship prodigy worshipped by countless people.

In that capital city, celebrities abound and geniuses are everywhere, but Jiang Tai'a's reputation still reigns supreme. He is one of the most dazzling young people in Da Li, enjoying boundless glory.

In contrast, the young swordsman who left the mountain seems to be unknown to most people.

Now, he has entered the mortal world and appeared in Qinghe County, where he killed his son An Shicheng and the disciple of Han Ya Dao Ren.

The grudges of the previous generation have not yet been settled, and the next generation is about to rise up.

A deep, muffled sound echoed through the world, and everyone felt their hearts tighten. The suffocating pressure was still there, and the crowd involuntarily made way for them.

There, a figure appeared. This person was dressed in a coarse cloth coat and exuded a wild aura, as if he came from the wilderness. However, the imposing presence he emanated made people's hearts pound and made no one dare to move.

Has the great cultivator from Lishan arrived?
The wild figure was Xing Feng. He walked forward step by step, holding a huge head in one large hand. It was the head of a great demon, which looked like it had long since rotted and turned into a skeleton.

"A Hou demon?"

The crowd looked at the skeletal outline, some with doubt, thinking it resembled the head of a Hou demon.

Xing Feng walked forward step by step, and everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the wild figure as he walked up the platform. He raised the head high with his right hand and said to the crowd, "This is the Hou demon from the wilderness. He is already dead. His body is missing. It must have been taken away by someone. So, how did this old Hou demon manage to invade Qinghe County and injure the Xie family elder?"

Xing Feng's voice was cold and sharp, seemingly possessing a convincing magic, which caused a commotion among the crowd.

Is the old howling demon already dead?
So, what was that demon that attacked Qinghe County?
Could it be, as the Xie family patriarch said, that it is indeed the Cold Crow Taoist?

"It's not surprising that a great cultivator from Lishan killed a Hou demon from somewhere." The Cold Crow Daoist lowered his eyes and looked down at Xing Feng, who appeared in the sky, to estimate Xing Feng's combat strength. At the same time, he released his divine sense to see if there were any other cultivators from Lishan.

If it were just Xing Feng alone, would it be possible to capture him and keep him here?
Lishan is now a target that the court wants to destroy, yet he still dares to jump out on his own initiative. He kills the people of Lishan and then leaves this place. What can we do to him?
The sky is high enough for birds to fly freely. If the great cultivator from Lishan wants to leave the mountain to seek revenge, he should also consider whether he will fall into the hands of the imperial court.

Moreover, that young swordsman from Lishan had killed his disciple.

“Cao Mengchuan, you have been exceptionally talented in Taoist magic since childhood. You entered the Taiping Temple to cultivate. Compared to Taoist magic, your martial arts talent is equally outstanding. However, you have a violent temper and kill people at the drop of a hat. Years ago, you wiped out an entire family over a trivial matter, which attracted the attention of the imperial court. However, the matter was quelled, and you were expelled from the Taiping Temple. You were not allowed to use your real name anymore, so you traveled the world under the name of Cold Crow Taoist.” Xing Feng raised his eyes to look at the Taoist: “Your Taoist magic is superb, and you are skilled in all kinds of transformations. And your martial spirit is Hou. Am I right?”

The Cold Crow Daoist stared intently at Xing Feng. It seemed that he had made thorough preparations for leaving the mountain this time, and even knew his background. It was his regret that he had impulsively refused to allow Xing Feng to travel the world under the name of a disciple of the Taiping Dao back then.

However, he would not allow anyone to smear Taiping Temple.

With an even stronger murderous aura in his eyes, Daoist Hanya angrily shouted, "Nonsense! I've heard that Lishan colluded with demons and was besieged by the imperial court. Now, instead of repenting, they dare to stir up trouble outside. Today, I'll see just how capable these cultivators from Lishan really are!"

With a thought, countless runes appeared in the sky and fell down. These runes transformed into extremely beautiful golden rune swords. Cold Crow Daoist coldly shouted, "Since the one who came is not a sword cultivator, I will see how the cultivators of Lishan are when faced with sword attacks." Xing Feng raised his eyes and glanced at the sky. He took a step and stepped into the sky, actually landing in the sky amidst the countless rune lights.

With a muffled sound, a surge of martial intent swept across the sky. A roar from an ape made the scalp of the people below tingle, their heads trembled violently, and their hearts pounded wildly.

Above the heavens, a peerless demonic ape appeared, as tall as a mountain, standing between heaven and earth.

"Follow the laws of heaven and earth."

Everyone's hearts raced as they looked at the peerless demonic ape, which resembled a real great demon, its fierce eyes radiating a bloodthirsty aura.

When the Cold Crow Daoist sensed that aura, his eyes immediately turned solemn. But at this moment, he had no way out and his killing intent was fully revealed.

"This sword suppresses demons, kill."

With a loud shout, the great sword formed from countless golden runes, like a demon-suppressing sword, all rushed towards the direction of the peerless demonic ape.

The demonic ape raised its hand, and its enormous palm, like a mountain, slammed down on a demon-suppressing sword. The blow shattered the sword, turning it into countless talismanic lights.

"What terrifying power." The Xie family patriarch thought to himself from a distance. He had to go all out to deal with the attack from the Cold Crow Daoist, while the Demon Ape shattered the Demon-Suppressing Sword with a wave of his hand.

Xing Feng stood before the giant demonic ape. Dressed in coarse cloth, he appeared exceptionally imposing, like a war god. The demonic ape's large hands pounded, and the demon-suppressing swords that came at him could not even get close before shattering.

A surge of overwhelming qi and blood emanated from him, soaring straight to the heavens. His martial intent illuminated mountains and rivers, causing the winds and clouds to shift and change in the sky. The boundless world and the vast universe seemed to be under the pressure of his martial intent.

As the Cold Crow Daoist stood there, he felt as if a great mountain was pressing down on him. With a thought, dragons and tigers appeared in the sky, circling and hovering.

"Kill." Daoist Hanya raised his hand forward, but Xing Feng snorted coldly and reached out to grab the dragon and tiger's bodies. With a bang, they were crushed.

Xing Feng strode forward, and with each step he took, his martial intent seemed to grow stronger, making it difficult for Daoist Hanya to breathe. The pressure from the top-level martial arts cultivators was unparalleled, and Daoist Hanya was well aware of this.

The heavens and earth trembled, and a violent aura also erupted from the Cold Crow Daoist to resist the oppressive feeling.

"Where is your martial spirit?" Xing Feng shouted, his voice shaking the heavens. He continued forward, taking a single step as if he were standing right in front of his opponent. He raised his arm and swung it at him. The demonic ape roared, and an enormous demonic ape hand slammed down, its demonic palm suppressing mountains.

The Cold Crow Taoist waved the talisman paper, and countless talisman lights flew out, transforming into stone tablets that bombarded the demonic ape's downward palm, but they were all crushed and could not be resisted at all.

As the giant palm came crashing down, Daoist Hanya's face turned ashen. He hadn't expected Xing Feng to be so powerful; it seemed he still didn't know enough about Li Mountain.

A violent aura erupted from his body, and the Xie family patriarch stared intently at him.

At this moment, golden Buddhist light burst forth, and a huge Buddhist handprint came down, covering the sky. It was An Lu who made the move. He naturally knew the truth and would not allow Xing Feng to force out the true form of the Cold Crow Daoist's martial spirit.

If that's the case, he's probably doomed, and the imperial court won't protect him.

Xing Feng took another step forward, his left hand forming a fist and blasting out like a roaring giant ape, shattering the Buddhist handprint.

Xing Feng stood between An Lu and Han Ya Dao Ren, his gaze sweeping over them as he said, "An Lu, there are some things you should tell me."

An Lu's heart trembled inwardly; it was indeed about what happened back then.

However, this matter is too complicated for him to explain.

The best course of action now is to see just how strong Xing Feng really is. If all else fails, we'll have to give up.

His eyes narrowed as if he was calculating again, but at this moment, the bodies of the Cui family patriarch and the Xie family patriarch also moved, standing in different positions to form a pincer movement, subtly blocking An Lu's retreat. They absolutely could not let An Lu escape.

(End of this chapter)