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Chapter 294 Battle of the Ghost King's Palace (Seeking monthly votes!)

Dark clouds gathered in the night sky, and the wind grew stronger.

As the two voices rang out, the expressions on the faces of the people in the hall varied.

Under normal circumstances, the Ghost King's Mansion, with only the Ghost King Xu Ruowu in charge, would likely suffer heavy casualties when facing two peerless masters, Li Chimei and Shuiyue Dazong.

However, the arrival of the three villains from the northern frontier reversed the situation.

Ren Shaoyang said with a smile, "Brother Xu, it seems we've arrived at just the right time."

Xu Ruowu chuckled and said, "Yes, good people are rewarded, right?"

Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.

Hongxiu looked at Ding'an and said, "With the severed hand, the final showdown between you and Li Chimei is about to begin."

Ding An nodded and said coldly, "In this battle, I will live and he will die!"

Just then, a voice came from afar, echoing over the Ghost King's Palace.

"I have long heard of the many masters in the Central Plains, and in the capital, the Ghost King is revered. My master has roamed the Eastern Seas unchallenged, and today he will be ready to experience the Ghost King's skills firsthand!"

Ren Shaoyang chuckled and said, "Hmph, a bunch of little devils dare to jump around like this?" He looked at Ding An, "Duan Shou, let's go! Let's go teach these clowns a lesson!"

"okay!"

The group immediately went outside and heard a continuous clanging sound.

Upon closer inspection, one could see Jing Cheng Leng whipping fiercely to deflect the cross-shaped darts shot by the four men in black.

"What a vicious hidden weapon!" Xu Ruowu said coldly. "This hidden weapon is thrown with a special technique, specifically designed to break through internal energy. It is truly impossible to defend against!"

A sharp glint flashed in Xu Ruowu's eyes as he shouted, "A Leng, get out of the way!"

Upon hearing this, Jing Cheng Leng realized the danger and quickly dodged.

The four men collided in mid-air, then scattered and attacked Jingcheng Leng from different angles, some high, some low, some left, some right. Their unpredictable and ingenious attacks were difficult to fathom.

This was the first time Jing Cheng Leng had encountered such a combined attack technique, where four attacks merged into one and then split into four. The Ghost King Whip transformed into a blur of whip shadows, protecting his entire body.

Just then, several more cold glints shot out, as four men wielding Japanese swords slashed like lightning.

Jingcheng Leng tried to defend himself repeatedly, but ultimately couldn't withstand the cunning and unpredictable Japanese swordsmanship. He snorted angrily and quickly retreated back into the crowd.

Seeing the "Little Ghost King" retreat, the four of them did not rush to chase after him. Instead, they leaped onto the rooftop and stood there proudly, displaying an air of arrogance as if they were ruling over the Ghost King's palace.

Just then, several long howls were heard from the east. The four men immediately knelt on one knee and shouted, "Welcome, sir!"

In a flash, everyone saw two people on the roof ridge, one standing and one sitting, on either side of the eaves.

The seated person had fair skin, a long face, and phoenix eyes. Dressed in yellow, he exuded an aura of dignified pride.

The standing man carried a Japanese sword on his back and wore a scarlet red jacket. He was in his early forties, with thin, long cheeks, a hooked nose, and an expressionless face.

Looking at the two people with strange phenomena, Xu Yeyue couldn't help but take a few more glances. She felt that they seemed to be carrying a strange and terrifying aura that made her shudder.

These two were none other than Li Chimei and Shuiyue Dazong.

Looking at the surprised and wary expressions of the people in the courtyard, Li Chimei revealed a mocking smile.

But as her gaze shifted, her smile froze when she saw those three pairs of bright, sparkling eyes.
Just then, Grandmaster Shuiyue took a step forward and instantly landed on the roof, standing firmly as a mountain.

Four guards leaped up simultaneously, landing around the Water Moon Sect and protecting it in the center.

One of them shouted, "My master has arrived! Why doesn't the Ghost King come out?"

Just as this man was shouting, Grandmaster Shuiyue's expression turned serious, and he shouted, "Step back!" His accent was very strange, full of a bastard's accent.

The man was taken aback, not understanding what was going on, but seeing his master's serious expression, he immediately retreated behind the Water Moon Sect.

At this moment, Li Chimei also gracefully stood up, but when she landed on the ground, she couldn't help but sigh.

A seemingly unpleasant voice rang out: "Brother Li, why are you sighing so much?"

Li Chimei addressed Xu Ruowu in the crowd, saying, "Brother Xu, I've planned everything." She then pointed to the three bumpkins, "But I never imagined they'd be here!"

The three villains blinked their big eyes at Li Chimei with grins in the crowd.

Grandmaster Shuiyue stared at the white-robed man, his brows furrowed, his eyes flashing with divine light, his body trembling slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "Brother Li, what's the name of that pretty boy in white?"

White clothes, pretty boy?!
Upon hearing this title, everyone's hearts skipped a beat, and they looked at Ren Shaoyang with strange expressions.

Ren Shaoyang raised an eyebrow and shouted, "You little devil, you're very good."

Grandmaster Shuiyue snorted and didn't even glance at him.

Li Chimei looked at him with admiration, then pointed to the white robe: "This is Ren Shaoyang, the 'White-Clad Sword God,' the strongest swordsman in the Central Plains, and a martial arts grandmaster who is no less than a demon master."

Shuiyue Dazong's expression suddenly changed, and he stared intently at her.

He had just come to the Central Plains at Lan Yu's invitation, intending to stir up trouble. Although he was not familiar with many experts, he had heard of the names of Pang Ban, Ren Shaoyang, and Lang Fanyun.

Furthermore, Li Chimei, a master no less skilled than himself, was always aloof and rarely praised others. Judging from his words, he held this white-robed youth in high regard. This instantly put him on guard.

Xu Ruowu laughed and said, "Shuiyue, I've heard of you. It's said that you're unmatched in Japan, even after ten rounds. Now you've come to the Central Plains, wanting to challenge the best. But you can't even recognize the Sword God Ren. You're so blind and short-sighted. Clearly, your end will be unfortunate!"

Grandmaster Shuiyue snorted coldly and shouted, "Ghost King, there's no need to test me with words. I've long since stopped using such military tactics!" He crossed his arms and sneered, "You should be careful with Brother Xin's silver needles."

The Ghost King smiled and glanced at Li Chimei, saying, "For Brother Li, seeking the Dao is more important than avenging the death of his master."

Li Chimei smiled slightly and sighed, "If Emperor Li Dao were not here, I would definitely fight Brother Xu to the death."

Xu Ruowu looked up at the sky and laughed, "What a pity, the timing isn't right for you!"

"No!" Li Chimei's figure flashed, appearing on the treetop ten zhang away, and he shouted, "Today is the day I, Li, prove myself!" He looked down at Ding An, "Brother Li, can we share life and death today?"

"Canglang!"

Ding An held his eagle-blade, pointing it diagonally to the sky. The blazing fire made his face glow red. He shouted with delight, "Li Chimei, let's settle this here today!" He stomped his foot, soared into the sky, roared, and slashed straight down.

call!
The eagle blade, nourished by the fire's energy, suddenly shone brightly, shooting out a ten-foot-long waterfall of fire, a beauty that chilled the heart.

The decisive battle had already begun over there, while Ren Shaoyang remained calm and walked step by step towards the Shuiyue Grand Sect with his hands at his sides.

Grandmaster Shuiyue felt a sudden surge of energy approaching, and couldn't help but let out a cold snort. His clothes rustled as he gripped the hilt of his sword and shouted, "Ren Shaoyang!"

Ren Shaoyang said calmly, "Grandpa is here."

With a clang, Grandmaster Shuiyue swiftly drew the Shuiyue Blade from his back. A sharp whistle rang out, and the blade flashed in an unpredictable arc, slashing toward Ren Shaoyang's neck.

The Great Slash!
Ren Shaoyang smiled, his figure flickered, and a ball of blue sword light shot out from his sleeve, exuding a chilling aura that stretched for several feet.

Ding ding ding~!

The sword blade swept lightly across the edge of the blade, creating sparks.

Suddenly, Ren Shaoyang's body, using the force of the Water Moon Blade, seemed to fly forward as if he were a celestial being.

Shuiyue was shocked. He had used almost all his strength in his strike just now, but it was not only useless against Ren Shaoyang, but he even felt that Ren Shaoyang was unstoppable.

I never expected this person to use the force to escape, but I don't know what he's going to do.

Just then, screams and cries of terror suddenly rang out.

Shuiyue Dazong quickly turned his head to look and saw that Ren Shaoyang's movement technique was amazing. Even the terms "splitting light and shadow" and "shrinking the earth to an inch" were insufficient to describe it. In the blink of an eye, he was next to his four guards, "Wind, Forest, Fire and Mountain".

The four guards were filled with fear and dread, but being seasoned veterans, their fierce and savage nature immediately resurfaced.

Without a word, the two men in front drew their knives and thrust them towards Ren Shaoyang's chest, shouting, "Die!"

No sooner had the last word left his mouth than, with two sharp swishing sounds, the Japanese sword suddenly flew out of his hand.

The two men were thrown into the air, somersaulting several times before landing and rolling around, their heads, necks, chests, buttocks, and legs scattered on the ground in a mixture of blood and gore.

This change was so sudden that, apart from Hongxiu, even Xu Ruowu, who was standing nearby, couldn't see how Ren Shaoyang made his move or why the two Japanese pirates suddenly scattered on the ground.

"Yeah~!"

Xu Yeyue, pampered and spoiled, had never seen such a terrifying scene before. She immediately screamed and, pale-faced, grabbed her father's hand.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the remaining two guards did not flee. Instead, they looked fierce and jumped up to slash with their knives.

Ren Shaoyang sneered, his right hand reaching out from his sleeve. With a flick of his wrist, the twin swords shattered into a dazzling array of fragments with a "crack".

Blood gushed from their hands, forcing them to let go, but Ren Shaoyang unexpectedly slapped them back.

All that could be heard were "bang" and "hissing" sounds.

The two were thrown into the air, their bodies trembling like leaves as they were hit by flying debris. When they crashed to the ground, they were no longer human.

In that instant, all four of the "Wind, Forest, Fire, Mountain" bodyguards who had terrorized Japan were brutally murdered.

Strangely, not far away, Grandmaster Shuiyue pursed his lips, completely disregarding the lives of his guards, and simply raised his Shuiyue Blade high with both hands, assuming a "Tang Bamboo Slash" stance (meaning a straight chop to the head).

He observed Ren Shaoyang's movements intently, without blinking for a moment.

As soon as the opponent shows even the slightest opening, the Water Moon Blade will seize the opportunity and cleave him in two!

Ren Shaoyang ignored the man's actions, simply holding the blade of his sword and saying quietly, "Little devil, your swordsmanship is not bad. You could die by my hand."

"Sword God Ren, your swordsmanship is like that of a god or a demon, something I have never seen before!"

Grandmaster Shuiyue said coldly, "Life is but a hundred years, a mere instant compared to the vastness of heaven and earth. To die at the hands of a master like you is far better than to be buried among the weeds! Besides, if I could kill you, even if I died immediately, I would be overjoyed!"

As he said this, he licked his lips with his scarlet tongue, his eyes revealing boundless fervor.

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "You talk a good game and sound magnanimous, but you're always up to no good." He shook his head. "A leopard can't change its spots!"

As he spoke, he strode away, sword in hand.

(End of this chapter)