I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

"Run? Why should I run?" Duan Lang held his sword in one hand. Although the Fire Kirin Sword was not yet drawn, its blazing sword intent emanated from his body, melting the surrounding snow into water.

"You bunch of chickens and dogs, do you think you're worthy to kill me?" He glanced around, his eyes showing no fear, only intense fighting spirit.

However, out of the corner of his eye, he searched for a white figure in the crowd.

"Where did Jiang Chen go?" Although she complained, she was inexplicably certain that the guy would never abandon her and run away alone.

"Kill!!" Someone shouted, and countless disciples of the World Society and martial arts practitioners surged towards Duan Lang like a tidal wave.

"Well done!" Duan Lang roared, his figure advancing instead of retreating, charging directly into the crowd.

"Blazing Sun Sword Technique - Dawn Slash!" Although the Fire Kirin Sword was not drawn, under the infusion of Duan Lang's powerful true energy, the scabbard still transformed into the sharpest weapon.

A crimson sword aura swept out, like the rising sun tearing through the darkness.

"Bang bang bang!!" The dozen or so people at the front were instantly swept away by the sword energy, their ribs shattered.

"Blazing Sun Strike!" Duan Lang changed his moves, his sword style became more expansive and powerful, each strike as domineering as the midday sun.

He weaved through the crowd as if it were empty.

Duan Lang at this time was no longer the lowly servant who was bullied by everyone.

His strength was already invincible from the start; apart from Xiong Ba, no one present could withstand a single blow from him!

In a short while, the ground beneath Duan Lang's feet was littered with corpses, and blood stained the earth red.

On the stands, Xiong Ba's expression grew increasingly grim.

Qin Shuang has been defeated. With so many martial arts masters surrounding her, she still couldn't defeat Duan Lang?

Where does that leave him to put his face?

"A bunch of useless trash!" Xiong Ba finally couldn't sit still any longer.

"Duan Lang! Stop being so arrogant!!" With a furious shout, Xiong Ba soared into the air, swooping down on Duan Lang like an eagle.

The person was in mid-air, and three fingers were already pointing out.

"Three-Point Divine Finger - Urgent!"

Several sharp finger strikes rained down on Duan Lang's vital points.

Duan Lang's pupils contracted as he felt unprecedented pressure.

"Well done!!" he roared, and swung his Fire Scale Sword Sheath out with all his might, unleashing the full power of the Blazing Sun Sword Qi.

"Bang!!" The sword energy and finger force collided in the air, creating a shockwave.

Duan Lang let out a muffled groan, staggered back several steps, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Although the Blazing Sun Sword Technique was powerful and fierce, it was ultimately inferior to the Three-Point Divine Finger that Xiong Ba had been accustomed to for many years.

"You little beast, prepare to die!" Xiong Ba pressed his advantage, and after landing, he joined two fingers together and aimed straight at Duan Lang's brow.

"Break the jade and divide the gold!"

If this finger strikes, Duan Lang will surely die!

At the critical moment of life and death, a hint of madness flashed in Duan Lang's eyes.

He suddenly abandoned his sword and used his fists, striking a strange pose.

"The Ten Strongest Martial Arts - Mountain and Sea Fist Manual! Overturning Dragons and Seas!!"

A powerful fist force erupted from his body, faintly accompanied by the roar of mountains and seas.

"boom!!"

Fists interlocked.

Xiong Ba felt a strange and powerful force surge in, which actually pushed his finger force back!

"What?!" Xiong Ba was shocked, and was so shocked that he slid backward more than ten feet.

"What kind of martial art is this?!" He stared at Duan Lang in shock; this was definitely not Duan family martial arts!

Duan Lang, panting heavily, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "The martial arts to kill you!"

"Arrogant!!" Xiong Ba was completely enraged.

He held his hands together in front of his chest, and terrifying tri-colored true energy rapidly condensed in his palms, as if the surrounding air was being distorted.

"Three-part return to the origin!!" Xiong Ba roared, thrusting out both palms.

A massive tri-colored sphere of light, carrying a world-destroying force, hurtled towards Duan Lang.

Duan Lang's expression changed drastically.

Although he had mastered the moves of the Ten Strong Martial Arts, his internal strength was far inferior to that of Xiong Ba. He was no match for Xiong Ba's signature move!

"I'll fight to the death!!" Duan Lang gritted his teeth, preparing for a desperate struggle.

Just then.

"Hehehe..."

A sinister and eerie laugh suddenly rang out over the battlefield, sending chills down everyone's spines.

"Chief Xiong, isn't it beneath your dignity to bully a junior?"

Before he could finish speaking, a dark figure appeared out of thin air in front of Duan Lang like a ghost.

The man was dressed in black, wore a hideous demon mask, and exuded a suffocating aura of terror.

Faced with the onslaught of the Three-Part Returning Qi, the man in black simply raised one hand.

"Break." The word was uttered softly.

The world-destroying tri-colored sphere of light vanished like a bubble the instant it touched his palm!

The entire room fell silent.

Xiong Ba stared wide-eyed, as if he had seen a ghost.

The man in black slowly withdrew his hand, stood with his hands behind his back, and his eyes behind the mask revealed an arrogant look that seemed to look down on the world.

He pointed to Duan Lang behind him, his voice hoarse and domineering:

"Duan Lang, I'll protect him."

"Who objects?"

These eight simple words struck Xiong Ba's heart like a heavy hammer.

Xiong Ba stared intently at the black-clad man wearing a demon mask before him, his heart filled with turmoil.

This feeling... seems so familiar!

When he wanted to kill Mud Bodhisattva to eliminate future troubles, he was stopped by a mysterious person and was injured by the person!

The figure of the person in front of me is somewhat similar to that of the mysterious person from that night!

"It's you?!" Xiong Ba was surprised and doubtful, but then he frowned.

Something's wrong! The energy level is off!

The mysterious person that night possessed an unfathomable aura, as deep and unfathomable as an abyss.

The person before them, though equally powerful, possessed an even more arrogant and domineering aura, exuding an untamed and sinister charm.

Could it be that the same person deliberately altered their aura? Or... is there actually a second expert in this world who is just as terrifying?

Xiong Ba's mind raced, but one thing was certain—

The mysterious person in front of us possesses terrifying strength that allows him to easily neutralize the "Three-Part Return to Origin Qi"!

If he were at his peak, Xiong Ba might have tested him a bit more.

But at this moment, he had just suffered internal injuries from the Sword Saint's "Sword Twenty-Three," his primordial spirit was shaken, and his combat power was greatly reduced.

If a fight really breaks out, he is not confident of winning!

It might even... capsize in a ditch!

"Good! Good! Good!" Xiong Ba took a deep breath, suppressing his anger and killing intent, and sneered, "Your methods are quite impressive! Since you've stepped in, I'll give you face today!"

"Get lost!" Xiong Ba waved his hand, turned his back, and stopped looking at the two of them.

Those who understand the times are wise, and those who are powerful and domineering naturally know how to be patient and forbearing.

"You're smart to know what's good for you." The man in black let out a strange laugh, then grabbed Duan Lang by the shoulder.

"Come with me!" Before the words were even finished, the two had already turned into two afterimages and sped down the mountain.

Looking in the direction where the two disappeared, Xiong Ba's face was so gloomy it seemed like it could drip water.

Although the Sword Saint is dead in today's battle, Xiong Ba has also lost all face!

First, he was driven to the brink of despair by the Sword Saint, then he was intimidated by the nameless disciple, and finally even Duan Lang was rescued in public!

"A disgrace! Absolutely a disgrace!!" Xiong Ba slammed his palm against the stone pillar beside him, instantly turning the hard stone pillar into dust.

"Master..." Qin Shuang clutched her chest, staggered forward, and tried to say something.

"Pass on my orders!" Xiong Ba turned around abruptly, his eyes flashing with a crazed killing intent.

"From today onwards, I will be going into seclusion! All affairs of the sect, large and small, will be temporarily managed by Qin Shuang!"

"Furthermore..." Xiong Ba's voice turned chilling, as if it came from the deepest hell.

"Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, as hall masters of the World Society, have vanished without a trace when the sect is in peril! This is a grave crime of treason!"

"Issue the 'Tianya Manhunt Order' immediately! Hunt down Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun with all your might! Find them alive or dead!!"

"What?!" Qin Shuang looked up abruptly, a complex expression flashing in her eyes.

In the past, he might have pleaded for his two junior brothers.

But thinking of Kong Ci's tragic death, and the person who started all of this...

Qin Shuang's heart instantly turned cold.

"Disciple... obeys!" He lowered his head, his voice without the slightest hesitation, only a chilling aura.

But he immediately frowned and said, "Master, Feng and Yun are highly skilled in martial arts. Now, apart from you, I'm afraid no one in the gang can match them..."

"Hmph!" Xiong Ba sneered, a strange glint in his eyes.

"I have my own plans for that! You just need to issue the orders!"

"Yes!" Qin Shuang said no more and bowed to accept the order.