Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 260 Enemy Invasion (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)
Gu Zixian laughed and said, "Sword God Ren, you may not know this, but recently Han Bai, a servant boy from the Han family in Wuchang, has risen to prominence and made a great name for himself in the martial arts world with his internal strength, swordsmanship, and swordsmanship skills!"

"Later he himself admitted that he only needed to pass on one form of 'Sword Leopard' to have this skill, and the same swordsmanship, the Sword God also had twelve forms, collectively known as the Thirteen Swords of Kunlun."

"People in the martial arts world saw that just one sword technique could create a young master. If he could learn all thirteen techniques, wouldn't he be the reincarnation of the 'Sword God'? Therefore, those who liked to talk about it called Ren Jianshen's sword technique the 'Sword God Technique', which gained widespread recognition and became famous."

After listening, Ren Shaoyang pondered for a moment, then shook his head and smiled: "The process was completely useless, but the conclusion was completely correct. There are still capable people in the martial arts world."

Gu Zixian seemed relieved. She bit her lip and said in a sweet voice, "Sword God Ren, you said that if I could get you to use the divine sword, you would teach me a sword technique. Do you mean what you say?"

Ren Shaoyang stood with his hands behind his back, and smiled calmly, "Of course I keep my word."

"Alright!" Gu Zixian raised her hand to the sky, revealing her fair, snow-white arm, exuding heroic spirit. "Then I'm going to draw my sword!"

The girl's beautiful face glowed with a holy light, and her solemn expression as she picked up the sword bore a striking resemblance to Qin Mengyao.

"Canglang!"

Gu Zixian drew her longsword, suddenly let out a delicate shout, and thrust it straight forward with a flourish of her sword.

The sword light danced like a ball, elegant and sharp, continuous and seamless, displaying the style of a master more than 99% of the ordinary martial artists.

Ren Shaoyang nodded, feeling a sense of admiration for the martial arts students of the Dual Cultivation Academy. He then pointed with his fingers and lightly pressed them onto the spine of Gu Zixian's sword.

This sword strike employed the principles of the "Flowing Wine Sword" technique, aiming to strike the vitals and exploit weaknesses, hitting the target in one fell swoop.

For a moment, Gu Zixian's sword seemed to be stuck in the mud, unable to exert any force. She was greatly surprised and quickly withdrew her sword.

Ren Shaoyang smiled slightly, took a half step, his body as light as a piece of paper, his fingers on the sword, moving with her back, forth, left and right.

In the blink of an eye, the two moved like the wind, drifting several feet away.

Everyone was amazed to see Ren Shaoyang in a white robe, clinging to Gu Zixian Sword like a giant human kite.

Gu Zixian found herself unable to break free even slightly despite changing her moves several times, and a sense of panic began to creep into her heart.

However, she was from a prestigious family and her swordsmanship was taught by Lie Zhenbei. Not wanting her reputation as a "poison doctor" to be tarnished in public, she immediately composed herself.

He paused, spun around, and the long sword suddenly appeared from under his ribs, Yun Jiao Ren Shao Yang's two fingers flashing.

Ren Shaoyang chuckled and flicked his finger. "Ding!" His jade-like finger struck the blade of Gu Zixian's precious sword.

Like the sound of bells and chimes, Gu Zixian felt a powerful force coming from her. She was jolted and staggered back three steps before finally regaining her footing, her body swaying uncontrollably.

Lie Zhenbei had been renowned in the martial arts world for over forty years, and Gu Zixian had been learning swordsmanship from him for over ten years. Yet now, Ren Shaoyang had subdued him so easily that he was unable to move, leaving everyone astonished.

Gu Ningqing shook her head and sighed, "Ren Jianshen's every move is so graceful and free, it's really incomparable."

Lie Zhenbei also smiled wryly, "It looks like nothing at all, but the force it uses to strike is so powerful that it can kill you from the side. Even I can't compare to it!" He turned to look at Li Ruohai, "Pretty face, is this his Three Elements Divine Sword?"

“That’s right. This sword technique is called ‘Flowing Wine’,” Li Ruohai said with a smile. “It excels at striking at the weak points and is the most ingenious sword technique in the world.”

Lie Zhenbei clapped his hands and laughed: "To see the big picture from small details, truly amazing!"

Just then, Gu Zixian raised her delicate eyebrows and shouted, "Sword God Ren, behold Zixian's final sword strike!"

She noticed that the white-robed figure opposite her seemed like an ancient, towering mountain, with no end in sight, and she began to feel anxious.

As the saying goes, "When you're desperate, you'll try anything."

Ignoring everything else, Gu Zixian unleashed her ultimate move. With a slight turn of her body, she swiftly swung her longsword horizontally, imbued with a powerful and swift force.

The sword light arrived like a startled swan or a flash of lightning.

Ren Shaoyang laughed loudly: "Excellent swordsmanship!" At this moment, he stood with his hands behind his back, not moving at all.

Everyone was astonished to see Ren Shaoyang suddenly change from extreme motion to extreme stillness.

Gu Zixian was no exception, but when she met the eyes of the man in white, she felt that the eyes opposite her were clear and unobstructed, like two deep pools.

"Ah!" Gu Zixian's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but let out a soft cry. She saw that Ren Shaoyang let the wind sword grazed past him without moving an inch.

With a snap, the longsword severed a peach branch, and the blossoms fell like rain.

Gu Zixian let out a sharp cry, stomped on the tree trunk with both feet, turned around and returned, the tip of her sword trembling wildly, like an orchid blooming.

But just then, she suddenly felt a chill all over her body, and an invisible force rushed towards her.

In an instant, Gu Zixian was in mid-air, but it was as if he was trapped in a quagmire, unable to exert any strength or move.

This feeling came suddenly and was extremely mysterious.

Gu Zixian looked up and saw Ren Shaoyang still standing with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face. That invisible and intangible aura was emanating from him.

This energy wasn't true energy, but it was like the Five Finger Mountain pressing down on Sun Wukong, weighing heavily on Gu Zixian's heart and instantly rendering her powerless to resist.

It is important to know that one's inner energy originates from the mind. No matter how high one's martial arts skills are, one's inner energy must be controlled by the mind. If one's mind is controlled by someone else, it is as if one's soul has been taken away.

The body's energy and blood flow changed instantly, and the limbs became strong. Let alone attacking, even standing still was a luxury.

"This is the Sword God?"

Gu Zixian's vision went black, and cold sweat poured down her forehead. Before she fainted, she only saw the white-robed man slowly reach out his hand, sigh, and then fall to the ground.

"Zi Xian!"

"daughter!"

"Princess!"

Everyone was shocked to see Gu Zixian fall to the ground like a sack of cloth. Just then, a large, jade-like hand reached out and gently supported her shoulder, and then Gu Zixian's figure flickered.

He then disappeared from the scene.

"Huh? Where is everyone?" Gu Qianlian exclaimed in surprise, looking around.

Everyone was taken aback when they discovered that the two figures had vanished from the courtyard.

Then Hongxiu chuckled and pointed at the table, saying loudly, "Isn't it right here?"

Everyone quickly turned around and saw Ren Shaoyang sitting in his original seat, smiling and raising his glass to everyone.

When did he come back?

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and when they looked again, they saw that Gu Zixian was also sitting blankly in her original position, looking completely bewildered.

"Excellent swordsmanship!" Li Ruohai clapped his hands and laughed, praising Gu Zixian, and then looked at Ren Shaoyang, "Shaoyang, this time you only used skillful force to deal with the situation, and your moves are truly impeccable."

Ren Shaoyang smiled slightly, clinked glasses with Li Ruohai, and drank it all in one gulp.

At this moment, Gu Ningqing and Lie Zhenbei also toasted him, saying, "Absolutely amazing."

Ren Shaoyang accepted all the drinks offered and downed them in one gulp.

Gu Ningqing drank two cups in a row, her pretty face already flushed, but she looked at Ren Shaoyang with her eyes full of affection and said softly, "Sword God Ren is injured, yet he is still willing to play along with my daughter's nonsense. It is truly a pity for you."

Ren Shaoyang waved his hand and smiled, "Princess, your swordsmanship is quite good. I have no choice but to take it seriously."

“Ningqing, this is no easy feat,” Li Ruohai said. “To be praised by Shaoyang for her ‘impressive swordsmanship’ means that Zixian truly possesses exceptional talent!”

These words immediately brought a smile to Gu Ningqing's face, and she then asked Gu Zixian to apologize to Ren Shaoyang and offer him a toast.

When Gu Zixian offered a toast, she blushed and lowered her head, looking like a little girl.

Lie Zhenbei and Li Ruohai exchanged a glance and smiled like fathers.

Ding'an was puzzled and asked Hongxiu, "Why is her face red?"

Hongxiu said, "That's not blushing."

"What is it?"

Hongxiu shrugged: "It's true that a young girl's heart is always full of spring."

"Huh?" Ding'an was stunned, scratched his head, and said, "Are you in heat?"

"Cough, cough!" Gu Qianlian and Feng Xinglie, who had been eavesdropping, were both choked by the wine and coughed incessantly.

The beggar immediately felt a headache coming on and frowned, saying, "Broken hand, you've read quite a bit, and your handwriting is quite neat, so why do you speak so vulgarly?"

Ding An didn't care at all, and instead laughed smugly, "You don't understand, this is called rough words but the truth is right!"

Everyone was talking, and the atmosphere was quite lively.

Steward Tan Dong hurried in and respectfully said to Gu Ningqing, "Master, Mr. Zhenbei. We have just received news that Hu Jie's navy has lifted the blockade of the waterways and left Poyang this morning to enter the Yangtze River. It seems that their destination is Dongting Lake."

"What are they trying to do?" Lie Zhenbei frowned. "With Lang Fanyun in charge, do they still dare to provoke the Angry Dragon Gang? Are they out of their minds?"

Tan Dong said, "Mr. Zhenbei, you may not know this, but Lang Fanyun left Nujiao Island a long time ago. As for when he left and where he went, no one knows."

Li Ruohai snorted coldly: "At this critical juncture, a third party is causing trouble."

Ren Shaoyang smiled slightly and said, "Old Li is right. There have always been people taking advantage of the chaos."

"You sensed it too?"

"I sensed it a long time ago," Ren Shaoyang said casually. "Once this matter is settled, we'll go to Jinling and have a good talk with those scumbags."

Li Ruohai sighed, "Unfortunately, my strength has not yet recovered, so I cannot go with you."

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "There's nothing you can do but watch me display my might." Before his laughter subsided, his expression suddenly turned serious, and he abruptly looked eastward.

At this moment, both the little beggar and the poison doctor Lie Zhenbei looked in that direction.

Hongxiu whispered, "An enemy is attacking!"

Just then, the silver needle on Lie Zhenbei's earlobe appeared in his hand without him noticing. With a flick of his wrist, a cold light shot out towards the flower bushes a dozen feet away: "Who are you, you rat? Get out here!"

Suddenly, a few clanging sounds were heard, followed by a gust of wind that exploded, instantly scattering peach blossoms and peach trees.

"The Poison Doctor's Divine Needle truly lives up to its reputation!"

A deep laugh rang out, and a bald, burly man in his fifties, wearing a magnificent yellow Suzhou-embroidered brocade robe, suddenly jumped out.

Several men and women also jumped out from behind them, all of them highly skilled and condensed in qi.

Lie Zhenbei laughed loudly, took the twelve-foot-long red spear from Li Ruohai, and strode out of the hall with the spear in his hand.

"Who do we have here? It's Lan Tianyun, the leader of the Yellow River Gang. So you also want to break into the Dual Cultivation Palace?"

The bald, burly man's eyes widened, flashing with a fierce light, as he coldly stared at Lie Zhenbei and said, "Your face is dark, it seems you are still suffering from a serious illness. How dare you flaunt your power in front of me, Lan?"

He glanced at the spear in the man's hand and sneered, "If Li Ruohai had drawn his spear, I would have left immediately, but you? Hmph, you're just making a fool of yourself!"

(End of this chapter)