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

Chapter 434 Heavenly Gate Goddess
In the afternoon, the weather was hot, the mountains were empty, and there was no sound of birds.

At this moment, only the continuous buzzing sound of the ten Qi Ninjas unleashing their "Great Sun Purple Qi" could be heard in front of the stone house.

This martial art is completely different from the Qigong of the Central Plains. It does not aim to improve health but to kill. In particular, they wield crystal beads containing magnetic energy, which can be released through their bodies. When ten people form a formation, their destructive power is astonishing.

Suddenly, the leader shouted in a deep voice, and everyone pressed their hands down!
boom!
A loud bang was heard, like a clap of thunder in a clear sky.

The fierce winds condensed from the "Great Sun Purple Qi" surged relentlessly, pressing down and blotting out the sun. Suddenly, several cracking sounds were heard, and the roof of the stone house shattered, while cracks spread all over the walls.

At this critical moment, a loud shout suddenly rang out: "Wait!"

Qi Ren paused, the gale suddenly subsided, and everyone turned to look.

Then a burly man with disheveled hair, wielding a naginata, came rushing towards them.

The leader of the ninja clans shouted sternly, "Miyamoto Takeshi, what do you mean by this?"

The newcomer was named Miyamoto Takeshi, the eldest disciple of Jue Wushen. He sneered, "What do you mean? Who ordered you to make a move?"

The leader of the Ninja pointed at the stone house and said, "The Nameless One is inside. Did he get away?"

"Baka! Whether or not I arrest Nameless is my business!" Miyamoto roared. "You made a pact with your master: to train an army for a thousand days and use it in a single move. If you act without orders today, you are breaking that pact!"

He sneered, "You dare to break the contract because you think Master's 'killing fist' is ineffective?"

Upon hearing this, the leader of the ninja was taken aback and immediately lost his temper.

They didn't take Miyamoto Takeshi and his group seriously, but they had to be wary of the powerful figure behind them, the Godless One. Back then, this overlord of Japan had nearly killed them all with a single punch!
Miyamoto Takeshi continued, "Furthermore, Nameless is already trapped, so you don't need to lift a finger. Leave him to me." He chuckled, "When we go to Fengxi Village later, you'll be dealing with the truly troublesome person!"

Seeing that the words had reached this point, the leader of the Qi Ninja could only keep a straight face, wave his hand, and the Qi Ninja held their breath and slowly withdrew the Great Sun Purple Qi.

Miyamoto laughed heartily, turned to look at the stone house, pointed his naginata, and shouted, "Kill the chicken!"

"Hey!"

The numerous demons responded and rushed towards the stone house with Miyamoto.

Just then, a sigh was heard from the empty mountains, and Ren Shaoyang's voice drifted over: "Damn it."

The sound was not loud, but it echoed and lingered, startling the beautiful scenery of the mountain.

Miyamoto Takeshi was so engrossed in the joy of capturing the nameless man that he didn't even notice someone approaching.

He turned his head in response and saw a handsome young man standing behind him. He wore a simple white robe, his hands hanging down, and he was tall and thin, with a dashing and unconventional air.

Before Miyamoto could react, he suddenly felt a large hand stroking his head, and a detached voice said, "Dizziness is normal."

click!
Ren Shaoyang plucked Miyamoto's head off like picking fruit, leaving a trace of surprise on his face as if he were wondering who the newcomer was.

"what!"

"Baka!"

"He actually killed Commander Miyamoto!"

Ghost Cha Luo was terrified and leaped forward to slash with their swords.

"Huh? You dare to resist?" Ren Shaoyang raised an eyebrow and suddenly appeared above everyone's heads. With a wave of his hand, a sword light flashed, and the ghosts and demons froze in place.

However, a moment later, these demons suddenly shattered, and blood and corpses fell in a flurry, scattering all over the ground.

The speed of the attacker's movements and the speed of his attacks were truly astonishing.

Before the Ten Great Ninjas could even react, Miyamoto Takeshi and the Oni-Kara he brought with him were all killed or wounded, and everyone was trembling with fear.

"Ah! Dressed in white robes, with handsome features, this man is the Sword God!" the Ninja leader exclaimed. "Quickly, join forces and attack!"

"Hey!"

The ten men gathered their energy, spread their fingers, and unleashed a torrent of purple energy as they attacked with all their might. The purple energy surged forth like a swarm of snakes emerging from their dens, coiling and entwining, slashing and twisting, weaving a purple net that enveloped Ren Shaoyang's entire body.

Seeing the ten people simultaneously strike with their palms, unleashing a surge of purple energy that whipped up a hurricane-like storm, Ren Shaoyang immediately raised his hand and slapped the air with a resounding "hum," the echo lingering long.

Instantly, the purple aura solidified, rendering it immobile.

Ren Shaoyang laughed loudly: "Hmph!" He pulled his left fist inward and pushed his right fist outward, and the force of the "One God Fist" pressed down like a mountain.

Upon seeing this, the leader of the Qi Ninja felt a strange force surge through his body, his bones and muscles crumbling. Terrified, he screamed, "Change formation!"

The crowd let out a low whistle, their footwork shifted, their strength changed, flowing and merging, performing a technique of displacement.

In an instant, Ren Shaoyang's fist force and the Great Sun Purple Qi intertwined, heaven and earth merged, the Ten Great Qi Ninjas' hair and beards flew wildly, their blood surging, and they pushed their palms forward. Instantly, the two forces intertwined in the air, shifted back, and transformed into a raging storm that crashed straight towards them.

Ren Shaoyang chuckled, raised his hand and flicked it, a flash of sword light deflecting the incoming force. With a twist of his wrist, he seemed to push and send the opponent away.

puff!
The person directly in front of him had a large hole torn open in his chest, and bits of blood, flesh, and bone flew everywhere, hitting the person behind him all over the head and face. Neither of them uttered a sound, and they were sent flying back for about ten feet before dying.

Seeing that Ren Shaoyang had broken the formation with a casual strike, the Qi Ninjas on the left and right immediately flew up to his back, pretending to throw punches.

Ren Shaoyang sneered, took a step back, grabbed the back of the neck of the two men, lifted them up abruptly, and clasped his hands together!
Click!
The two ninjas faced each other, their bones fitting together, and were "squeezed" together in one fell swoop!
Ren Shaoyang, caught up in the killing frenzy, threw the corpse to the ground, acting like a madman. He then grabbed a Qi Ninja, tore him in two with both hands, and shouted:

"Dare to come to the Central Plains, or you will die!" With a flick of his arm, two pieces of corpse flew far away, crushing two more people to death.

In the blink of an eye, seven of the ten Qi Ninjas had died, leaving behind a gruesome scene of severed limbs and pools of blood.

The leader of the Qi Ninja was so frightened that his legs trembled and he and the two behind him retreated one after another. Unexpectedly, Ren Shaoyang looked at him with piercing eyes and cold gaze. His heart skipped a beat and he wanted to look away, but it was too late.

The leader suddenly leaped up and turned around, his palms landing on the chest of a man behind him.

The man screamed, spitting out blood, and tumbled as he flew out, crashing into a large tree and being buried.

"Boss"

The last remaining person, terrified, screamed and fled into the distance.

The leader of the Qi Ninja was stunned, overwhelmed with shame and resentment, before he could react.

With a whoosh, lightning tore through the void, rushing in like a whirlwind, piercing the two of them to the core!
The leader of the Qi Ninja looked down and saw that the blade was crystal clear, with a beautiful azure blue color, and there were patterns on the blade that looked like dragon scales, and it trembled slightly.

"The Divine Sword that Captures the Dragon, what a fine sword!"

"Of course it's a good sword!"

Ren Shaoyang flicked his wrist, and the twenty-odd-foot-long sword blade trembled violently like a real dragon. With two soft thuds, the two Japanese soldiers exploded into dust, scattering blood in front of them, leaving a trail of blood that was two or three feet long.

Seeing that he had single-handedly slaughtered Miyamoto Takeshi and the Ten Great Ninja, the remaining Oni-Kashura felt as if he had seen a ferocious demon. Their fear was indescribable, and the remaining dozens of people looked up in terror. The scene was deathly silent.

"Ahem, Shaoyang, thank you for saving me. Please come inside for a chat."

Just then, a weak, nameless voice came from inside the stone house.

Before he could finish speaking, Ren Shaoyang burst into loud laughter: "Senior Wuming, the enemy has not yet been defeated, how can I, Ren, have a conversation with you?"

As he spoke, he took two quick steps, gracefully rose into the air, and landed opposite Guichaluo, wielding a sword with a blade about twenty feet long, and swung it forward fiercely.

With a whoosh, the sword came crashing down with terrifying force, as if a small mountain had crushed them. Everyone screamed in fright and tried to run away.

But how could Ren Shaoyang let them escape?

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sword suddenly split into eight points, like a large fan, and smashed right on the heads of these Japanese soldiers.

Without a sound, they were all split in two from head to hip, sword energy soaring into the sky, a fissure tens of feet long, like a dragon or a snake, winding through the entire dense forest, and countless trees collapsed with a crash.

After doing all this, Ren Shaoyang did not relax. Instead, he suddenly turned his head and asked sharply, "Who goes there?"

He leaped up like a drifting cloud and vanished from the spot in an instant.

The sun shines brightly overhead, and the clouds disperse over the mountains.

Two figures suddenly appeared, soaring through the air and flying towards them from among the mountains.

If a rustic villager were to witness such an astonishing scene, he would likely prostrate himself in worship, calling it a divine act.

The two were chasing each other, one in front of the other. The former was a woman in yellow, and the latter was a young man in white. They ran fast and chased each other closely.

It's like a lecherous man pursuing a respectable woman.

"Young master, why must you be so ruthless?" the woman in yellow asked, her voice as clear as a nightingale's.

"Hmph, I saw you at the ferry crossing of Baijian Manor, and now I see you here again. You're always involved in crackdowns on prostitution, how could I let you get away with this?"

What is meant by "anti-prostitution campaign"?

The woman in yellow was somewhat stunned, but her hands moved quickly. With a flick of her slender hand, a wisp of cold air swirled at her fingertips. She subtly flicked her fingers repeatedly, sending the cold air flying backward like arrows and meteors.

Ren Shaoyang sneered, "You don't want to know." He casually dealt with the attack, and no matter how fast or fierce the yellow-clad woman's icy finger strikes were, they either missed or were neutralized when they reached him.

The two ran back and forth, as fast as a streak of light, their powerful energy whistling and stirring up a fierce wind and cold mist, causing the surrounding trees and rocks to tremble and buzz.

Seeing Ren Shaoyang's fierce pursuit, the woman in yellow leaped out in desperation, hooking her feet firmly onto the branches of a large tree and flicking her fingers repeatedly.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Ren Shaoyang dodged to the side, his finger strike hitting the ground, sending dust flying. The dust that touched the rocks and vegetation froze into solid ice.

Seeing this, the woman in yellow stopped dodging and suddenly pounced down from the tree. With a flick of her wrists, snow waves splashed and clouds gathered, striking straight at her.

Ren Shaoyang stopped, flicked his sleeve, and was hit by the wind and snow. With a "whoosh", the wind and snow exploded and a strong wind rose up, extremely fierce.

"What a brilliant swordsman, Ren Jianshen!"

The woman in yellow chuckled softly, her figure swaying like a ghost as she clapped her hands repeatedly.

But the cold wind seemed like an invisible giant hand pushing and shoving, howling and roaring, as if a thousand troops were attacking all at once.

(End of this chapter)