The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 465 Deterrence! Deterrence!
In the apricot grove, thousands of Beggar Clan disciples lay sprawled on the ground.

The troops of the Western Xia Yipintang surged in from the north and quickly surrounded everyone.

More than a dozen experts descended from the air, stepping on the treetops, and landed beside the sixteen Beggar Clan elders and Qiao Feng.

They were all overjoyed and laughed heartily.

Although they had planned to capture all the important figures in the Beggars' Sect in one fell swoop, things went much more smoothly than they had imagined.

Not only were the sixteen elders captured in one fell swoop, but even Qiao Feng, the leader of the Qiao Clan, whom they feared greatly, could not escape Bei Fenqingsu's ambush and ended up unable to move.

How could such a result not fill the people of Xixia Yipintang with ecstasy and excitement?!

"Hahaha, from this day forward, the Beggars' Sect is wiped out of the Central Plains martial arts world and is no longer a match for my Western Xia First-Class Hall!"

"Excellent! Hahahaha, men, tie up all these beggars and take them back."

The men from Xixia Yipintang immediately pulled out ropes and tied up the group of Beggar Clan disciples.

The sixteen elders were also tightly bound with ropes.

While they were being tied up, some cursed angrily, some regretted their reckless actions, some lamented the tragedy of the Beggars' Sect, and some remained silent and heartbroken.

Only Qiao Feng, with red eyes and tears welling up, sat on the ground with a cold expression. The people from the Western Xia First-Class Hall were intimidated by his reputation and dared not approach to touch or bind him.

Over the years, he has roamed the world with unparalleled prowess, leaving behind a formidable reputation in the martial arts world of both the Western Xia and Liao dynasties.

Even now, though the tiger has fallen, its frame remains standing, still wielding immense power of intimidation against the people of the Western Xia First-Class Hall.

However, although the dozen or so experts respected Qiao Feng's reputation, they were not so afraid to step forward and tie him up.

Seeing his men standing around Qiao Feng with ropes, looking on in surprise and hesitant to approach, Qiao Feng was so angry that he cursed loudly.

"You useless trash, you don't even dare to bind someone who's been poisoned by the 'Sad Wind Soothing' poison. What use are you?"

As he spoke, he snatched the rope from one of the men and strode toward Qiao Feng, cursing as he did so.

Just as the man was about to throw the rope, a voice came from the sky, its lingering sound echoing in everyone's ears.

"Qiao Feng is a great hero; to bind him with ropes is rather insulting to him."

The dozen or so experts from the Western Xia First-Class Hall, along with the group of people who were binding Beggar Clan disciples, immediately looked up.

Then a figure in green robes, as light as a feather, slowly descended from the sky.

"who?"

The experts from the Western Xia First-Class Hall shouted one after another. Some raised their weapons with solemn expressions, while several hidden weapon experts shot a barrage of hidden weapons at the figure falling from the sky.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh.
Hidden weapons and darts rained down like a storm, or a net of heaven and earth, enveloping the figure in green. In the blink of an eye, they were within a few feet of him.

Some people sneered inwardly, "This person dares to use such slow movements for the sake of appearances. Now, there are hidden weapons all around him, in front, behind, left, right, and below. Let's see where he can hide now."

Before those people could finish their thoughts, two streams of air suddenly burst forth from the blue-clad figure in the air.

One in black, one in white, trailing long, shimmering tails, instantly coiled into a ring, buzzing and swirling around the figure in blue.

At the same time, an invisible force spread out, reaching from the top of the head to the bottom, and in the blink of an eye, it completely enveloped the blue figure.

next moment.

All the hidden weapons and darts that had invaded the area within ten feet of the figure in green stopped abruptly, as if stuck in mud. Then, like dazzling fireworks, they all bounced back and shot back towards the path they had come from.

"not good!"

"hateful!"

The experts who were launching hidden weapons were taken aback and hurriedly brandished their weapons, trying their best to block their own darts and hidden weapons.

Ding ding ding ding
A series of metallic clangs rang out, accompanied by a string of tiny sparks.

Ninety-nine percent of the hidden darts were deflected and scattered in all directions.

A few hidden weapons, due to their small size or high speed, broke through their owner's defenses and turned against them.

Amid cries of pain, some people quickly expelled the hidden weapons that had been shot into their bodies, while others hurriedly took out antidotes from their pockets and swallowed them.

After a flurry of activity, when they looked up again, they found a man in blue standing beside Qiao Feng.

The person who arrived was none other than Xu Xingchen, who had been watching the battle from a distance.

As for Duan Yu, Xu Xingchen found him in the way and told him to wait outside.

"Who are you?" "How dare you oppose the Western Xia First-Class Hall?"

Facing the shouts and angry glares from the dozen or so experts of Xixia Yipintang, Xu Xingchen calmly glanced at them one by one, then laughed and said, "With the Four Evils gone, all that's left in Xixia Yipintang are these dozen or so pieces of trash?"

His words were unfair. Although the martial arts skills of these dozen or so masters were not as good as those of Duan Yanqing, the leader of the Four Evils, nor as good as those of Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggars' Clan, their skills were still no weaker than those of the other three of the Four Evils, as well as the sixteen Beggars' Clan elders who were currently tied up by them.

If Xu Xingchen called them trash, wouldn't that also include the other three of the Four Evils, as well as the sixteen Beggar Clan elders in front of him?!
The experts from the Western Xia First-Class Hall glared angrily and shouted, but none of them dared to launch the first attack.

These people have cultivated their martial arts to such a high level that even if they are not very bright, they still have some ability to avoid danger and seek good fortune.

The young man who suddenly appeared out of nowhere must have something to rely on since he dared to show himself alone.

Before you can figure out the other party's methods, whoever is the most impulsive will be the most unlucky.

Sitting on the ground, Qiao Feng looked up at Xu Xingchen, who had come to his side, and said with a complicated expression, "Master Xu, what you said earlier has now come true. I am indeed no longer the leader of the Beggars' Sect."

Xu Xingchen turned her head to look at Qiao Feng and asked with a smile, "How does it feel?"

Qiao Feng was silent for a moment, then sighed, "The world is unpredictable, it's unbelievable!"

Xu Xingchen smiled, looked up at the group of experts from the Western Xia First-Class Hall, and calmly said, "After all, I am also a Han Chinese from the Central Plains. I cannot allow you to act recklessly here and endanger the lives of Beggar Clan disciples. Hand over the antidote for the Sorrowful Breeze Soothing Herb, and I will let you leave. How about it?"

Among the experts of the Western Xia First-Class Hall, someone asked in a cold voice, "May I ask who you are? Do you really intend to oppose Western Xia?"

Xu Xingchen replied irrelevantly, "Do you want to test my martial arts? Let me warn you beforehand, if any of you make a move, I will not hold back; then, all the Western Xia people who came to this apricot grove today will have to stay here."

"Hmph, do you think we're easily intimidated?"

"You think you can just leave us here like that? What a boastful tone!"

Even Qiao Feng wouldn't dare utter such arrogant words.

Xu Xingchen shook his head and said, "It seems you won't give up until I show you some martial arts skills!"

The martial arts skills of the people in front of him were so ordinary that Xu Xingchen didn't even have the desire to make a move.

Therefore, he planned to show off his skills to impress the experts of the Western Xia First-Class Hall.

Of his four unique skills and techniques, which one is the most intimidating?
A sword's edge, ten feet long, is undeniably sharp!
Xu Xingchen loosely clenched his right hand, and a chilling sword light shot out from the tiger's mouth, instantly growing to a length of over ten feet.

An extremely powerful sword aura soared into the sky, covering an area of ​​several dozen feet in radius.

The group of experts from Xixia Yipintang felt a chill run down their spines and their hair stand on end, as if an invisible blade was pointing at their vital points such as their hearts, backs, life gates, and brows.

Everyone involuntarily shivered, a look of horror and fear flashing in their eyes.

Although these people had never seen the sword's edge, they had heard legends about it.

in the Legends.

The sword's edge can split stone tablets and cleave metal; it is indestructible and can break anything. Among many martial arts techniques, it is the most terrifying and top-tier.

However, when they witnessed the young man unleash a sword beam several feet long and felt the chilling aura that sent shivers down their spines, they finally gained a concrete understanding of the legendary power of the sword beam.

What these people didn't know was that the sword light in Xu Xingchen's hand was more solid and powerful than the sword light of the others.

The sword beams unleashed by the Bamboo Sword Envoy of Lingjiu Palace and Murong Fu were nothing more than ordinary weapons that could be shattered in the face of Xu Xingchen's ten-foot-long sword beam; they were simply incomparable.

Only Qiao Feng, who had roamed the world for many years and was knowledgeable and learned, was able to discern the depth of the sword light in Xu Xingchen's hand.

This made Qiao Feng even more amazed and impressed by the master of Xiaoyao Manor beside him.

Whether it's the several-foot-long red ribbon technique formed from the seemingly nonsensical Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, or the sword light technique before them, both demonstrate the profound and unimaginable martial arts prowess of this Master Xu.

In order to better intimidate the experts of Xixia Yipintang, Xu Xingchen did not stop what he was doing.

The four sword energies of the Six Meridians Divine Sword were transmitted from the acupoints on the four fingers and merged into the ten-foot-long sword beam.

Buzz buzz buzz~~~!

Amidst the violent tremors and buzzing, the originally pure white and cold sword light gained four different colors, causing the power of the sword light to undergo an earth-shattering change.

This time, Xu Xingchen did not restrain or suppress that terrifying power, which was like a dragon lurking in the abyss, but let it erupt.

Suddenly
A sword aura, far more powerful and terrifying than the sword light, swept across the minds of everyone present in an instant, like an invisible guillotine.

Whether it was the group of experts from the Western Xia First-Class Hall, or the subordinates further away, or the Beggar Clan disciples and the Sixteen Elders who were tied up with ropes.
At that moment, my mind went completely blank, and my heart felt completely cold.

Death arrived as expected!
(End of this chapter)