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

Chapter 276 Don't betray us if you cause trouble!
The donkey cart stopped at the dock.

Shang Liang, one of the four guardians of the Evil Sect, was waiting with a smile on his face at the dock.

Another new ship. It seems that Shang Liang is indeed a business genius, earning Lao Li a considerable amount of money by assembling a new ship in such a short time.

Ren Shaoyang greeted him with a cupped-hand salute, and then they both stepped onto the ship.

Shang Liang accompanied him all the way, smiling as he said, "Sword God Ren, this way."

Ren Shaoyang stepped into the cabin, where tables and chairs were arranged, and fine wines and delicacies were served, emitting an enticing aroma.

Buzz~!

The boatman blew the horn, and the large boat glided into the mirror-like river, heading towards the south side of Poyang Lake.

"Protector Shang is very thoughtful."

Inside the cabin, Hongxiu and Ding'an were looking out the window at the lake view. Ren Shaoyang turned around and thanked Shang Liang in a calm tone.

"Sword God Ren, please don't be so harsh on me!" Shang Liang waved his hands repeatedly, then sighed, "Nian Liandan killed many of our brothers at the dock. If it weren't for Sword God Ren killing this scoundrel, we'd probably never have been able to avenge him in our lifetime."

Shang Liang is known as "a smile that hides a dagger," a man with a sinister mind. The fact that he could be so emotionally agitated shows that Nian Liandan must have killed many people, making him extremely hateful.

Ren Shaoyang let out a breath, looked at the cloudless sky, and said, "Protector Shang, please bring me a pot of wine."

Shang Liang quickly grabbed a pot of wine from the side and, with great tact, poured it into a cup and handed it to him.

Ren Shaoyang took the cup, raised it above his head, and said loudly, "Fellow heroes, may you have a safe journey!" Then he threw the cup on the ground.

The little beggar and Ding'an followed suit, spilling wine at their feet.

Shang Liang felt a lump in his throat, poured himself a glass of wine, and said loudly, "Sword God Ren, thank you so much! My brothers in the underworld will be overjoyed to know that the Three Fiends are paying tribute for us!"

Ren Shaoyang raised his glass and clinked it against his, then drank it all in one gulp.

The rest of the time was calm, and the large ship sailed extremely fast. By the time the moon was high in the sky, it had already joined the Yangtze River and was heading straight for Wuchang Prefecture.

Under the bright moonlight, the river surface shimmered and shone, reflecting the moon in the sky and its reflection on the river.

The large ship had its lights on, shimmering faintly on the river. With the morning mist rising from the water, everything was indistinct and difficult to see.

Ren Shaoyang, dressed in white, stood alone at the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back, looking extremely dashing and spirited.

A gentle breeze stirred, and Ren Shaoyang glanced sideways: "Aren't you going to play with Da Miao anymore?"

Hongxiu laughed and said, "Fat Tiger eats and sleeps, he doesn't need me to keep him company."

Ren Shaoyang said, "Come over and feel the river breeze."

"Okay."

Hongxiu walked forward with a smile, took Ren Shaoyang's arm, and felt the coolness of the river on a summer night.

After a while, the little beggar asked, "Crippled man, what kind of supernatural power have you figured out?"

Ren Shaoyang said, "It's all in a single thought."

"Just do it like that?" Hongxiu was slightly surprised. "So reckless?"

"The words may be rough, but the principle is sound." Ren Shaoyang sighed. "For me, once I have an idea, it is the most appropriate thing to put it into action."

Hongxiu was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, that way your sword speed will be incredibly fast."

Ren Shaoyang nodded, then asked, "Little beggar, I remember you also realized 'the universe is in your hands' at the beginning, how come?"

Hongxiu laughed and said, "I give up!"

"Give up?" Ren Shaoyang blurted out, "Why would you stupidly give up?"

“Hongxiu isn’t stupid,” the little beggar said quietly. “I just don’t want to lose the novelty. Knowing everything and predicting everything in advance is really boring.”

"Besides, with the two of you around, the world becomes full of variables, isn't that great?"

Ren Shaoyang was caught off guard and was stunned for a moment before saying, "You, should I say you're lazy, or confident?"

"Of course it's confidence!" Hongxiu chuckled. "Don't worry, if I can let go, I can pick it up again."

Ren Shaoyang shook his head, thinking that he couldn't compare to such a monster.

The supernatural power that he had painstakingly developed and beaten up over three days was easily attainable for the little beggar.

People are so irritating!

Ren Shaoyang asked, "By the way, what is the new supernatural power you've come to understand?"

Hongxiu shook her finger and said with a grin, "Guess."

"I'm just a kid, why would I guess!" Ren Shaoyang said irritably.

The little beggar chuckled: "You'll find out later."

Just then, their conversation suddenly stopped.

Ren Shaoyang's gaze, sharp as lightning, shifted to the stern and the bottom of the ship.

Hongxiu sneered, "Heh, interesting." Just as she was marveling at how someone dared to provoke the tiger.

With a clang.

Ren Shaoyang has disappeared!
Holy crap, that was fast!
Hongxiu was taken aback. In the darkness, a sword's cry, like a dragon's roar from beyond the heavens, stirred the heart. A white figure, following the sword's light, appeared like wisps of smoke, drifting across the entire boat.

Suddenly.

In the darkness, waves of blood surged, men and weapons were torn apart, and more than ten men in black were ripped to pieces, their flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Ren Shaoyang's swordsmanship was clearly extremely fast; a single strike could destroy objects and kill people.

Just then, shadowy figures could be seen moving about on the green hills on both sides of the river.

"This is a tough one, let's get Dark Green in charge!"

An urgent order was issued from the mountains.

Then, a series of "whoosh" sounds rang out as arrows rained down from afar.

Without stopping, Ren Shaoyang suddenly waved his hand.

Suddenly, the Dragon-Capturing Sword flew out of its sheath, grew larger in the wind, and shot out countless blades, looking just like a giant sea urchin.

All that could be heard were screams and wails echoing across the river, as severed limbs and blood spread across its surface.

At the same time, with a series of swishing sounds, the sword blades swayed like seaweed, slicing the rain of arrows in two and sending them falling into the river.

With a click, Ren Shaoyang reached out and summoned the Dragon-Capturing Sword, which flew into its sheath like a weary bird returning to its forest, fitting perfectly.

Just then, someone from the mountains on both sides of the river spoke up: "I have long heard of Sword Master Ren's unparalleled swordsmanship and amazing swordsmanship. Seeing it today, I can confirm that his reputation is well-deserved!"

The voice seemed to be a combination of countless voices, overlapping and echoing from all sides, with a sinister tone.

That sounds incredibly cheap.

Ren Shaoyang remained expressionless, and didn't even try to find out the other party's location using his "keen ears" technique.

Because it is not needed.

The moment his first thought arose, the dragon-capturing act began.

In an instant, the sword blade, over ten feet long, spanned the Yangtze River, like a lightning bolt that ripped through the sky and split the earth, plunging straight into the dark jungle.

In an instant, a scream rang out: "How did you know?"

More than ten black-clad experts were suddenly split in two, as if being cut down by a sickle.

The remaining few, who were the most skilled in martial arts, all cried out in alarm and scurried to the sides as if they had seen a ghost or a god.

Ren Shaoyang remained silent and expressionless. He released energy from his palm, and suddenly the sword blade transformed into threads, his figure flashing from the center of the river into the forest in an instant.

Crackle!

The towering trees struck by the sword-like threads all collapsed with a crash, startling a flock of birds that fluttered away.

Of course, it wasn't just the birds that were frightened away; the few survivors who were caught by the sword's edge all suffered broken legs and arms, collapsing to the ground and howling in pain.

The remaining people were shocked to find that the Sword God's attack was so ruthless, which was truly terrifying. They frantically activated their lightness skills, wishing they could sprout wings and fly out of the forest.

They were all renowned masters in the martial arts world, each possessing astonishing skills. Their original plan was to take advantage of the three villains' presence on the boat, sink it, and drown the three men.

Then they split the "Divine Sword" Capturing Dragon, the Eagle Blade, and the Demon Blade "Candle Flower Red" equally.

But to everyone's surprise, the Sword God didn't say a word, but instead unleashed a killing spree, giving them no chance to escape!
These few survivors only managed to escape because of their experience as seasoned veterans and their keen sense of danger.

Even as they ran for more than ten paces, a sliver of hope remained in their hearts, thinking that they had finally escaped.

Suddenly, a melodious sword cry, like the death knell of Yama, rang out lightly.

"bass!"

As they ran, they suddenly felt the sky rise higher, and then it seemed as if they were flying. They vaguely saw several headless corpses running wildly in the forest. Then, layers of blood mist appeared, and all of them were plunged into darkness.

Hongxiu, who was on the boat, was dumbfounded.

Ren Shaoyang's white figure darted into the forest like a dragon swimming in the sea, and then the white figure turned red.

Clearly, a bloody path was carved through the crowd, with the limbs and bodies of the dead and wounded flying into the air, rising and falling like dust kicked up by galloping horses.

Hongxiu shook her head and sighed, "Too cruel."

A white shadow flashed, and Ren Shaoyang slowly sheathed his sword. Hearing this, he was taken aback and asked, "What kind of brutality is this?"

"Wow, you don't even say a word now, you just go 'whoosh, whoosh'!" The little beggar gestured with his hands and made a voiceover, "You just killed these experts in a flash."

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Shouldn't he be killed?"

"Serves you right."

"Then why bother with all this talk?" Ren Shaoyang snorted lightly. "After thinking for so long, isn't the decision you made the first time the most correct?"

Hongxiu was stunned for a moment, then pressed on, "Are you really going to just do it now and draw your sword?"

Ren Shaoyang nodded and said, "Yes."

"My God! Cripple, you've gone a bit too far." Hongxiu was a little stunned. "Don't betray us if you get into big trouble in the future."

(End of this chapter)