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

Chapter 264 Old Demon Clown, What Do I, Ren, Have to Fear?

Ren Shaoyang walked into the backyard garden with his hands behind his back.

Before me, peach trees were in full bloom, their blossoms like pink clouds, while wildflowers bloomed in the grass beside me.

He stood under a peach tree, gazing at the shadowy artificial hill in the distance.

A gentle evening breeze blew by, ruffling his sleeves and long hair.

Ren Shaoyang's expression was indifferent, and the surrounding flowers and trees seemed to become chilling along with his aura, even the moonlight in the sky dimmed.

Just then, a man's laughter suddenly rang out from the backyard, followed by a deafening burst of music.

Ren Shaoyang looked up and saw a group of people striding towards him.

The leader was a man of mixed features with a high nose and deep-set eyes. He was dressed in fine clothes and had a dignified air. From a distance, he looked to be no more than thirty years old, but upon closer inspection, one could see that the corners of his eyes were covered with crow's feet, indicating that he was quite old.

This person's eyes gleamed with lewd intent. Although he had an imposing presence, it was clear at a glance that he was no good.

That was a poor choice.

Behind him stood two graceful women in palace attire, their faces veiled, but their stunning beauty could still be discerned through their eyes and brows.

One of them played the hujia (a type of reed pipe instrument), while the other struck the copper rings on both wrists together, producing clear and crisp sounds of varying pitch and volume, which were leisurely and orderly, yet captivating and mesmerizing.

Following behind were two burly men with gloomy faces. One carried a strange weapon with a spear and a shovel, each with a different end, while the other carried a one-legged bronze figure.

However, they were two experts on the Black List, Zhan Yu and Qiang Wangsheng.

The group walked to the peach tree and looked at the man in white standing quietly beneath it.

This is a huge peach tree that has been growing for countless years. Its enormous canopy spreads out slowly, like a giant flower umbrella, on which three kinds of peach blossoms—crimson, light red, and pinkish-white—are blooming simultaneously.

In the night sky, the wind rustles through the flowers, creating a breathtaking spectacle.

The handsome, almost divine figure in white robes stood alone amidst the falling petals. His tall frame was framed by sleeves embroidered with subtle patterns that billowed in the wind, swirling around him like drifting clouds.

He seemed oblivious to the intruder, his gaze fixed on the silent night sky.

At this moment, the cicadas chirped softly and the owls cried out; although it was a midsummer night, it seemed strangely dark and gloomy.

Only a single candle flame flickered in the distance, on the verge of going out.

Under the influence of this somber and desolate atmosphere, the two women's playing sounded extremely jarring, making everyone restless and agitated. Feeling extremely ashamed, they couldn't help but stop awkwardly.

As the music stopped abruptly, the garden fell silent.

Just then, the man wearing the scholar's cap stepped forward and said with a faint smile, "Sword God Ren, I have long heard of your great name."

His voice was deep and had a slight foreign accent, which Ren Shaoyang found very familiar.

Yes, I've been learning Chinese from foreigners for many years, but I unconsciously emphasize the deliberate use of retroflex endings.

"Interesting." Ren Shaoyang smiled and looked directly at the man. "Are you hiding here to launch a surprise attack on Gu Ningqing?" He raised his eyes slightly, looked at a flying eave, and called out, "Brother over there, please come down."

"Excellent! As expected of the Sword God, truly formidable!"

A loud laugh rang out, followed by a middle-aged man carrying an ancient sword flying down from the eaves.

Suddenly, Ren Shaoyang's heart skipped a beat as a murderous aura rushed towards him. This murderous aura came suddenly and was extremely swift and fierce.

In an instant, swords flashed before my eyes, a cracking sound reached my ears, and the peach tree beside me was snapped in half at waist level and collapsed with a crash.

It was the middle-aged man who suddenly attacked with his sword!

Faced with the situation, Ren Shaoyang smiled gently, raised his hand and pointed with his fingers, his moves simple and elegant, with a profound artistic conception.

A tiny touch on the tip of the sword, a flick on the spine.

The moment the two swords made contact, the middle-aged man suddenly felt a powerful force strike him, his head swelled, he felt slightly dizzy, and his heart skipped a beat.

With a soft whistle, he struck from above and below, and instantly a chilling force flew through the air like a glacier pouring down, extremely fierce and malevolent.

Ren Shaoyang stood with his hands in his sleeves, his expression indifferent. His fingers transformed into palms, and with a few swift movements, he moved like a fleeting illusion, his sharp aura piercing the air.

With several clangs, Ren Shaoyang deflected all the swords.

The middle-aged man snorted coldly: "Indeed, you have amazing skills!" Before he finished speaking, he had already sheathed his sword and retreated, his expression mysterious and eerie.

Ren Shaoyang didn't seem to care. He casually picked up a peach petal and said indifferently, "Your swordsmanship is very skillful, but I am too blind to recognize it. May I ask your name?"

The middle-aged man was no longer as ruthless as he had been in his sneak attack. Instead, he smiled politely and said, "I am Shi Zhongtian. I have always been a free spirit. It is normal that the Sword God does not know me."

Ren Shaoyang said quietly, "So it was you."

"Oh?" Shi Zhongtian laughed. "Sword God Ren actually knows me?"

Ren Shaoyang said, "I not only know you, but I also know your sister, Wan Hongju."

Shi Zhongtian's expression changed, and he asked, "What have you done to my sister?"

"Nothing much." Ren Shaoyang stood with his hands behind his back, a faint smile on his face. "I just ran into them on the Yangtze River and dealt with them casually."

"you!"

Shi Zhongtian let out a cry, drew his longsword once more, and was about to jump up and fight him to the death.

He had long heard that Ren Shaoyang was ruthless and never left anyone alive. The "getting rid of" he mentioned probably meant killing and disposing of the body so that his sister's family could be reunited!
How could the weather in the stone not be in a hurry under such circumstances?
Just then, Nian Liandan shouted, "Ignore him! This man is deliberately provoking you!" Shi Zhongtian, who had already thrust out his sword, was taken aback and sheepishly withdrew it.

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "You foreigner are quite cautious."

Nian Liandan didn't know what "foreigner" meant, but she could hear the sarcasm in her voice. She smiled and said, "Ren Shaoyang, everyone says you are a master who can rival the Demon Master, but it seems that's not the case now."

"Is that so?" Ren Shaoyang looked around. "So, just a few of you think you can kill me?"

Nian Liandan's eyes flashed, and she laughed, "If you weren't injured, we would never dare to unleash the power of 'Divine Sword Capturing Dragon'!"

Ren Shaoyang raised his eyes and smiled, "Shi Zhongtian's move just now was a test to see if I was injured?"

Shi Zhongtian frankly said, "Yes, you made three moves, and the moves were very exquisite, but your internal energy was empty, which obviously damaged your foundation."

“Sword God Ren, although you are still extremely troublesome,” Nian Liandan said with a smile, “with your foundation damaged, how many more times can you use the divine sword? And how can you unleash the world-renowned ‘Sword Aura’?”

Ren Shaoyang smiled faintly and said, "Do you think I, Ren, am a tiger fallen into the plains and being bullied by dogs?"

"Hey kid! Stop making jokes!"

At this moment, Qiang Wangsheng, carrying the one-legged bronze figure, shouted and pointed his halberd, "Let's all rush in and see if you can survive!"

Zhan Yu sneered from the side, "Just now, when Teacher Li and the Red Sun Dharma King made their move, you only dared to let Ren Hongxiu and Li Ding'an deal with them, but you didn't dare to make a move yourself. Do you know how much skill Ren Jianshen actually has?"

“That’s right,” Ren Shaoyang laughed. “I am indeed not as good as I was in Yingfeng Gorge now.”

“That’s a brilliant idea!” Nian Liandan chuckled. “If you present the divine sword and cripple your martial arts, I might consider letting you go.”

"Hey!" Ren Shaoyang waved his hand. "Look, you're in such a hurry again. You don't even let people finish speaking."

Nian Liandan, composed and relaxed, smiled and said, "The moon is bright tonight, and the wind is rustling. We have plenty of time to listen to you!"

Shi Zhongtian said coldly, "After you finish speaking, I'll treat you well!" Then he added, "I'll make you wish you were dead!"

"Then I'll tell you."

"Fuck away!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed heartily and said loudly, "A bunch of piglets! Even if I'm not at my peak, how can you compare to me?"

With a flick of his wrist, Ren Jianshen conjured a five-foot-long divine sword in his hand with a clang, surveying the surroundings with an awe-inspiring presence.

"Old devils and clowns, come at me! I, Ren, have nothing to fear!"

Everyone was taken aback, but then they saw Nian Liandan's face darken as she said, "You little brat, you don't know what's good for you!"

Ren Shaoyang's gaze was as cold as ice as he glanced at him indifferently.

Nian Liandan's eyes suddenly opened, and she felt as if the eyes opposite her were like a pair of magnets, drawing her gaze firmly.

In an instant, it seemed as if invisible energy surged forth like waves in the air, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

He felt that his opponent was no longer human, but a majestic Buddha with closed eyes, as imposing as a mountain. He himself was as insignificant as an ant, unable to even look up at him, his whole body like a sieve, riddled with holes and flaws everywhere.

At this moment, let alone launching an attack, they are completely unable to move!

Such a change may seem complex, but it can actually happen in the blink of an eye.

But they found Nian Liandan to be acting very strangely. Logically, he should have taken the lead in launching a fierce attack, but at this moment his face was deathly pale, his eyes rolled back, and his body was trembling like a leaf.

Upon seeing this, Shi Zhongtian realized that Nian Liandan had fallen into the opponent's trap, and was about to shout to wake him up when...

Suddenly, Nian Liandan trembled violently, her eyes went from bright to dark and then back to bright, a look of confusion flashed across her face, and she let out a long breath, having actually broken free on her own!

Ren Shaoyang attacked Nian Liandan with the "Eye-Clearing Style" just now, intending to make this old cauliflower suffer a hidden loss, but he did not expect that Nian Liandan's qigong was so profound that he was able to get rid of it so quickly.

"Damn it, this old guy's Yin-Yang cultivation technique is indeed unique. He has cultivated his evil skills to an extremely profound level. No wonder he can be ranked alongside Li Chimei and Hongri Fawang as one of the three great masters of the outer realms."

Ren Shaoyang thought to himself, but then he thought again.

"I haven't yet grasped the essence of 'Mind Moves,' so it's still flawed. Once I've mastered this skill, I'll integrate the three extraordinary techniques and perfect my entire martial arts system. At that time, I'll truly be able to leap freely in the sea and sky, like a fish soaring among birds!"

At this moment, Nian Liandan finally calmed down, composed herself, and stared intently into the distance.

Ren Shaoyang stood under the tree, his eyes sparkling, smiling as he looked at her. Their eyes met, and Nian Liandan felt a throbbing pain in her forehead. Having just suffered a setback, and on the verge of losing her way again, she quickly looked away in fright.

"I never expected that Sword God Ren was so unassuming, possessing such a powerful mind-controlling skill!"

Nian Liandan instructed those around her, "When facing an enemy, do not look into his eyes!"

Shi Zhongtian also saw through the situation and chimed in, "His power is diminished, so naturally he'll resort to unorthodox methods to gain an advantage. Let's all attack together and kill this brat!"

"it is good!"

"Listen to Master Shi!"

Everyone agreed and followed Nian Liandan forward to approach.

Ren Shaoyang leaped forward and laughed loudly, "Are you done talking? Come on!" He took a step at a very strange angle, giving everyone a strange feeling, as if Ren Shaoyang could attack each of them at the same time with one sword.

This feeling was extremely uncomfortable, causing them to furrow their brows and feel a strange surge of anger rising within them.

(End of this chapter)