The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 121 Let us part ways with this sword!
Buddhist temple front hall —

These insect demons initially charged forward, but couldn't break through. Even the insect demons whose fates were unknown were somewhat afraid, and their speed of attack slowed down. Just then, they discovered that Shen Cangming and the people he was protecting had appeared behind them.

Although Shen Cangming exuded a murderous aura, he lacked the God of Agriculture's ears of grain that Zhou Yan possessed. Having fought for so long, he was naturally exhausted, and having lost an arm and an eye, his strength was clearly greatly diminished.

The people he was protecting were ordinary civilians, so frightened that their legs went weak, completely different from Zhou Yan and the others who were wielding sharp blades. These insect demons all rushed over.

Shen Cangming gripped his sword and met the attack.

The horizontal sword, three feet long and with a sharp blade, is only a secondary weapon for border troops, used in close-quarters, unarmored combat. Now, outdoors, in a situation of fighting against multiple opponents, the horizontal sword is starting to fall short.

Not to mention that Shen Cangming was still injured and exhausted.

These insect demons believed they were definitely not in trouble. This confidence and persistence reached its peak when Shen Cangming abandoned his sword. Without steel weapons and armor, the humans were nothing more than human flesh.

As Shen Cangming gripped the Mo Dao, these monstrous beings nearly buried him. Zhou Yan and Li Zhenyue each fought their respective targets and then approached Shen Cangming. Zhou Yan said, "Uncle Shen!"

A deep, chilling clang of blades rang out.

The gleaming blade of the Mo Dao exploded in an instant, slashing straight out of the encirclement of demons. This sword was extremely sharp and enormous, with the blade alone measuring three feet in length. It was wider than an ordinary horizontal sword and was of the same quality as the ancient horse-slaying sword.

With a sudden sweep of the broadsword, the three insect demons were cut in half at the waist.

Shen Cangming spun around to defend, dissipating the force. Inside the huge box was a seven-foot-long handle. Insect demons pounced on the people from behind. Shen Cangming kicked back with his right foot, and the wooden box shattered into pieces.

The shattered wooden box resembled an arrow shot from a crossbow.

It shot out from between the crowd in an instant, piercing directly through the monster's chest and abdomen.

A dark, iron-clad steel rod instantly blasted a demon monk to pieces.

With an iron spike at the end, exuding a chilling aura, Shen Cangming thrust the three-foot-long blade into the ground with his backhand, grabbed the flying iron rod that hadn't yet fallen, and swung it down with a sudden jerk. The long rod descended from the sky and chopped down.

One of the insect demons had its skull exploded from the blow. Shen Cangming wedged the iron rod and the blade together, then suddenly twisted it, completing the combination of the Mo Dao. A blood-red murderous aura rose in Shen Cangming's eyes.

Zhou Yan and Li Zhenyue saw a burst of cold light explode and sweep across.

Like frost and snow, the dozen or so insect demons surrounding him were almost simultaneously struck and sent flying backward, their blood scattering on the ground. The most terrifying weapon of the Tang Dynasty pointed forward.

This is a specially made Mo Dao (陌刀).

The Mo Dao is not an ordinary knife; it has multiple blade types.

All are double-edged.

There are single-pointed double-edged, double-pointed double-edged, and triple-pointed double-edged.

The blade is wide and three feet long.

The hilt of the sword is seven feet long, three feet longer than a regular Mo Dao (陌刀), making it comparable to that of the famous general Kan Leng.

The long-handled, double-edged sword, measuring ten feet in length, was incredibly heavy. Only the most valiant and courageous soldiers could wield it. Even military geniuses, founding dukes, and those who had been granted titles for their military achievements were not allowed to be buried with the Mo Dao.

Its brilliance was like frost and snow; with a swift slash, it slew several demons in succession, and within the surrounding area, it was unmatched.

Li Zhenyue's eyes narrowed as he used a sword and shield.

A tremor ran through him. If Shen Cangming, who had been entangled with them that day, had used a Mo Dao (陌刀), then even if he had used a crossbow, taking advantage of Shen Cangming's serious injuries and blindness, he probably wouldn't have been a match for him.

Then he noticed Shen Cangming and Zhou Yan's swordsmanship.

Notice that Zhou Yan's swordsmanship, although he is using a heavy sword, is more extended and farther in certain details of the sheathing and handling compared to conventional horizontal sword techniques.

This is not the horizontal sword technique.

At least, it's not just the horizontal sword technique.

Shen Cangming, you actually disassembled and taught him the sword techniques of the Mo Dao?!
Li Zhenyue realized how much Shen Cangming valued Zhou Yan. He gripped his knife, picked up his shield, and charged forward to break through the encirclement, while Zhou Yan approached from the other side.

The insect demons surrounded Shen Cangming.

Then Shen Cangming tore through the defenses all by himself.

Shen Cangming led the people over. Without saying a word, Li Zhenyue and Zhou Yan rushed up from both sides. One used a heavy shield to ram the enemy, while the other used the Beacon Slash to kill the insect demons on both sides.

Zhou Yan did not ask where Zhixuan was.

He saw that Shen Cangming's expression was tense. Although there was no great emotional fluctuation, he could feel the great sorrow beneath the calm. In the end, Shen Cangming only glanced at the main hall behind him and said, "Let's go."

Zhou Yan said, "Okay."

With the Mo Dao as the core, Zhou Yan and Li Zhenyue as assistants.

The three of them bravely carried the people from the front to the rear, and then joined up with the Pei family and the veterans. Shen Cangming held a Mo Dao in one hand, and even though he was only wearing an ordinary dark-colored round-necked robe, he still looked like a god of war on the battlefield.

After successfully retreating from the front hall of the Reclining Buddha Temple, the demons still tried to escape. Looking around, the entire temple was shrouded in a torrential downpour, and the prayer flags inside the temple fluttered in the strong wind.

Blood flowed outward from the cracks in the brickwork of the front hall, and worms crawled and curled inside. So at a glance, it was impossible to tell whether the blood was flowing out or the worms were crawling with blood.

Everyone left the temple and saw the mountain gate, where a horde of demons swirled.

Shen Cangming gripped his Mo Dao tightly, Li Zhenyue condensed his Qi into a mountain, and Zhou Yan merged the three fires into one.

Three different styles of force were hurled out.

Flames swept across the ground, steaming up blood and insect demons. The earth's energy rose and transformed into stone pillars, blocking the mountain gate. Finally, they were all cleaved in two by the heavy blows of the Mo Dao, collapsing and forming a temporary barrier that blocked the entrance to the Buddhist temple.

The Crimson Insect Demon still needs to go out.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Shen Cangming took a half step back and gripped the Mo Dao with one hand.

He held the Mo Dao high, his body surging with magical power, and his baleful aura transformed into a storm that entangled the blade. Perhaps when it came to commanding troops and arranging formations, military strategy and tactics, Shen Cangming, who came from humble origins, was only a third-rate amateur, with only three thousand commanders.

But speaking of fierceness, he joined the army at sixteen and served for twenty-six years.

A battlefield identity earned through countless battles.

Shen Cangming's murderous aura was top-tier in the world. As he gathered his strength, a sea of ​​blood threatened to burst forth from the temple's cracks. With a furious roar, crimson flames flickered on his broadsword as he slashed down fiercely. Boom!!!

The air currents surged.

The huge bronze bell inside the temple was agitated, making a clanging sound. Shen Cangming gasped for breath, his temples quickly becoming wet with sweat. His eyes held sorrow and tranquility as he slowly straightened his back.

Su Hexuan, you and I—

Part ways.

The broadsword swept across, and a series of cracking sounds rang out. Cracks appeared on the solemn and majestic temple gate, which quickly spread and expanded. Finally, parts of the rock walls on both sides, as well as the entire temple gate, which was several meters high, collapsed with a crash!

Shen Cangming cleaved the gate of a famous temple in two with a single stroke!

At the end of the Sui Dynasty, the plaque bearing the inscription "Beisi" written by a famous scholar was broken.

Amidst the rumbling sounds, the main gate of the Reclining Buddha Temple, along with the mountain gate plaque and many other things, collapsed and piled up, forming a natural barrier. The terrifying evil energy contained within it deterred even the lowest-level demonic insects from approaching.

The fleeing civilians remained silent, watching the man press his long, curly hair against the ground, his back view both brave and resolute, yet carrying an indescribable sense of loneliness and sorrow.

Thus, the turmoil at the Reclining Buddha Temple was temporarily stopped. The people crowded the road, arguing and making noise as they retreated. When Shen Cangming turned around, the injured Pei Xuanniao, as well as the hidden Pei Angju and others, all recognized Shen Cangming's identity.

Pei Angju's pupils contracted, and he retreated.

Pei Xuan Niao gripped the hilt of his sword, still intending to punish the rebels.

However, as he took a step forward, he realized that the people had finally escaped from the core of the Reclining Buddha Temple, and the key was to evacuate. Under these circumstances, his struggle with Shen Cangming, who had just severed the gate of the Reclining Buddha Temple, would inevitably lead to a second wave of trouble.

He exhaled and pulled his foot back.

Shen Cangming's height of over 1.9 meters and broad shoulders during his unarmored period, along with the Mo Dao (陌刀) in his hand that represented the absolute elite of the Tang Dynasty, quickly earned him the recognition of the common people and the remnants of the army that had gathered together.

On the left, Zhou Yan holds a knife, while on the right, Li Zhenyue raises a shield.

It is one of the options for the standard assault squad of the Tang Dynasty's border army.

All their actions and details demonstrated their status as elite troops of the Tang Dynasty, which reassured the people. Li Zhenyue whispered, "Be careful when dispersing the people, otherwise there may be a second wave of chaos."

Shen Cangming's gaze swept across the front, and he said:
“Those who have served in the military shall step forward, each leading thirty men.”

"Push back the order."

"promise!"

Li Longji looked at the tall man and the long sword. He didn't show himself, but instead mingled among the ordinary people and retreated in a way that was inevitably chaotic, yet still orderly.

Zhou Yan turned to look at the Reclining Buddha Temple.

The temple was crowded there, filled with a surging, malevolent aura. Blood, demonic energy, and strange Buddhist light converged and shot into the sky, merging with the heavy, dark clouds that hung down, creating a shocking scene.

Weaver Girl, Cicada Molting, Immortality, Lotus, Resurrection...

Zhou Yan vaguely sensed that the Wofo Temple was closing off, vaguely resembling a giant egg, with something gathering inside, like a fetus. He withdrew his gaze and, together with Li Zhenyue and Shen Cangming, escorted the people away from there.

He traveled five or six miles in one breath to a wide, flat area, where he finally breathed a sigh of relief. The people were calming down a bit. He glanced around and saw panicked faces, and sensed a hint of murderous intent and hostility in them.

The hostility came from those dressed in fine clothes.

The Pei family witnessed Zhou Yan descend from the sky and, together with Li Zhenyue, brutally and publicly kill Pei Xuanbao. Now that they are a little safer, their hostility is hard to suppress.

The people, having escaped danger, were filled with fear of the unknown and dared not leave rashly. The Pei family members stood up, turned around, and all eyes turned to Zhou Yan, Li Zhenyue, and Shen Cangming, who was holding a Mo Dao.

Li Zhenyue's expression was indifferent, and the knife scars on his face gave him a cold and murderous aura. He did not put down the cross-blade with its distinctive thickened back, and the iron-cast heavy shield was slightly raised.

Zhou Yan's right hand gripped the Earth Soul Heaven-Shattering Blade, with wisps of intense fire flowing across its blade; Shen Cangming tossed his Mo Dao (a type of long-handled sword) between the Pei family and these three, creating a subtle tension between them.

Like a taut bowstring.

Li Longji, Gao Lishi, and Chen Xuanli hid among the common people.

Some of the people who had come to their senses were thanking Shen Cangming and his group. Their voices trembled and their words were incoherent, but one could still feel the genuine gratitude that came from the bottom of their hearts.

Li Longji watched as Pei Angju slowly walked out.

Pei Angju reached out and used the hilt of his sword to push the civilians aside. He was, after all, a Xuan official, and his skills and martial arts were still intact. Even with just a little force, he was not someone that ordinary people could resist.

Besides, he had just been through the incident at the Reclining Buddha Temple, and was so frightened that his legs were weak.

These people were pushed to the ground.

Li Sanlang, who was squatting in the corner eating the snacks that Gao Lishi had taken out, raised his eyebrows.

Oh open?

The people who were being shoved saw the noble young man in a brocade robe with an extraordinary bearing and were somewhat angry. However, Pei Angju had already taken out his waist token and loudly proclaimed, "I am Pei Angju, a cavalry general of the Shuofang Army from the Pei family of Hedong."

"Previously, we, the generals of the Great Tang army, protected you all during your evacuation."

"No need to thank you."

"These are all our duties."

"Now that we are safe, please step aside."

Pei Angju looked at Shen Cangming with an arrogant gaze and said, "Traitor Shen Cangming, rebel Zhou Yan, and Li Zhenyue have betrayed the Tang Dynasty, colluded with demons, secretly possessed the national treasures of our Tang Dynasty, and publicly murdered members of the Pei family."

"I suspect that you are colluding with demons."

"The evidence regarding the incident at the Reclining Buddha Temple is now irrefutable. All men, and all the people of our Great Tang, step forward and join me in arresting this scoundrel and bringing him to justice for the wrongful deaths at the Reclining Buddha Temple..."

"Revenge! Avenge our grievances!"

(End of this chapter)