I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

"Inexplicable grief!" Bu Jingyun shouted, and the Peerless Sword in his hand transformed into streaks of mournful sword energy, like willow catkins fluttering in the sky, seemingly gentle, yet containing heartbreaking despair.

This move was created by Nameless when he was heartbroken by the death of his beloved wife.

The sword intent contained endless sorrow and desolation.

Anyone enveloped by the sword energy felt a sharp pain in their heart, as if they were recalling the most heartbreaking and desperate events of their lives.

"Waaaaah... Oh my god..."

"Cuihua, I'm so sorry..."

"Why...why did you abandon me..."

The once murderous Linghe Sect experts were now all in tears, unable to hold their weapons, which clattered to the ground.

They clutched their chests, wailing and crying, completely losing their will to fight.

However, Bu Jingyun's sword will not stop because of their tears.

Death shows no mercy!

Chi Chi Chi!

The fierce sword energy ripped through the sky, bringing with it plumes of scarlet blood mist.

The Linghe Sect disciple, immersed in grief, didn't even have time to scream before his throat was pierced by the sword energy, and he fell into a pool of blood.

Blood stained the river red, and also stained Bu Jingyun's red cloak.

Just one move!

Dozens of second-rate and first-rate masters were all killed!

This is the power of the "Mysterious Sword Technique"!

This is the terrifying strength of Bu Jingyun!

On the shore, the onlookers were already pale with fright, each one silent and trembling, not daring to even breathe.

terrible!

This was nothing short of a massacre!

Bu Jingyun sheathed his sword and stood there, his cold gaze sweeping across the entire scene, like a god of death from hell.

Just then, something unexpected happened!

"You wicked girl! Get over here right now!" A furious shout suddenly rang out.

Pan Rifei, who had been standing trembling to the side, had somehow somehow circled around to the back of the young man.

Taking advantage of the young man's awe of Bu Jingyun's swordsmanship, he suddenly struck, grabbed his daughter's arm, and forcibly pulled her over.

"Father! What are you doing?!" the bride exclaimed, struggling desperately.

"What are you doing?!" Pan Rifei's eyes widened in anger as he pointed at his daughter's nose and yelled.

"You shameless wretch! Giving up the position of young mistress of Baijian Manor to elope with this poor boy?!"

"Do you know that the Baijian Manor is incredibly wealthy, richer than a country! Marrying into their family means endless riches and glory!"

"What's the point of following this kid? Are we just going to starve?!"

"Father! I don't care about wealth and status!!" the bride cried. "Please, grant us our blessing!"

"Shut up!" Pan Rifei trembled with rage. "Marriage is a major life event, decided by parents and arranged by matchmakers! How dare you act so recklessly!"

"You have to marry her today, whether you like it or not!" he said, and then he tried to forcibly take his daughter away.

"Let her go!" Upon seeing this, the young man panicked and rushed forward recklessly, trying to snatch his beloved back.

"Get out of the way!" Pan Rifei kicked Ah Niu, sending him flying.

The young man fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood, but still struggled to get up.

"My love!" the bride cried, her heart breaking.

Just then.

A chilling killing intent instantly locked onto Pan Rifei!

"You're courting death!" Bu Jingyun sneered, and in a flash, he appeared in front of Pan Rifei.

The peerless sword in his hand slashed down without any mercy!

This sword strike was as fast as lightning and as powerful as a hammer!

If the blow lands, Pan Rifei will surely die!

"Ah!" Pan Rifei felt the biting cold and was immediately terrified.

Driven by his survival instinct, he did something astonishing!

Suddenly, he stretched out both hands, attempting to grab the sharp Peerless Sword with his bare hands!

puff!

A soft sound.

Blood splattered!

"Ah—!!!" A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the sky.

Pan Rifei's ten fingers were severed at the root!

The pain was excruciating; his fingers were connected to his heart, and he curled up on the ground, rolling around and howling in agony.

Bu Jingyun remained expressionless, raising his peerless sword once more, ready to finish off this vain old man who had torn apart lovers.

"No!" Just then, the bride suddenly knelt down in front of Bu Jingyun.

"My benefactor! Please! Don't kill my father!" She cried, kowtowing repeatedly and begging for mercy.

"My benefactor! Please have mercy!" The young man crawled over and knelt on the ground, pleading.

The sword in Bu Jingyun's hand stopped in mid-air.

He looked coldly at the ill-fated couple, his voice icy and piercing:

"You two can't be together if he doesn't die!"

"I know...I know..." the bride cried, "But he was still my father...his kindness in raising me is greater than heaven...I can't just watch him die in front of me..."

"My benefactor, please spare Uncle Pan!" the young man pleaded.

Seeing this scene before him, Bu Jingyun's heart, which had long been frozen, actually trembled slightly.

If he doesn't die, you two can't be together...

Isn't this statement also a description of himself?

three years ago.

His beloved Kong Ci married Qin Shuang.

At that time, in order to carry out his revenge plan and to avoid revealing his identity, he could only watch helplessly as his beloved married another man.

That kind of pain is unforgettable!

Seeing this young couple who are willing to do anything for love, he feels as if he is seeing himself back then.

However, they were braver and more persistent than I was.

"Sigh..." Pan Rifei, lying on the ground, finally felt a pang of emotion from his heart, which had been blinded by money. Despite the excruciating pain, tears streamed down his face.

"Father was wrong... Father was really wrong..."

"Father shouldn't sacrifice your happiness just to curry favor with the powerful..."

"You should go... go as far away as possible..."

Upon hearing her father's words, the bride and Ah Niu burst into tears of joy and kowtowed deeply to Bu Jingyun once again.

"Thank you so much, my benefactor! Thank you so much, my benefactor!"

Bu Jingyun slowly sheathed his Peerless Sword, gave the two of them a deep look, and then turned and left.

The red cloak fluttered in the wind, making him appear exceptionally lonely.

"Mutual affection...ha..." He laughed self-deprecatingly, his figure gradually disappearing from everyone's sight.

The next morning.

Inside a luxuriously decorated room of the Never-Sleeping Boat.

Sunlight streamed through the window and fell onto the soft bed.

Jiang Chen slowly opened his eyes and stretched.

"Phew..." He glanced at the two stunning beauties still fast asleep beside him, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

Last night's battle was truly exhilarating.

Since merging with the flesh and blood of the Fire Qilin, his physique has become exceptionally strong, and his energy is astonishingly abundant.

Although these two top courtesans of the Never-Night Boat were also seasoned veterans, they were still no match for him and could only beg for mercy and fall into a deep sleep.

"It seems that this Fire Qilin can not only enhance one's power, but also provide great nourishment in some aspects." Jiang Chen chuckled mischievously, got up, dressed, and walked out of the room feeling refreshed.

We arrived at the shore.

The morning river breeze, carrying a touch of coolness, refreshes the mind.

Jiang Chen found a clean rock to sit on and waited quietly.

Not long after.

Duan Lang also emerged from the Nevernight Boat.

At this moment, although he looked satisfied, his steps were slightly unsteady, clearly indicating that he had also overworked himself the night before.

"Good morning, Brother Jiang." Duan Lang yawned and sat down next to Jiang Chen.

"How was it? Did you have a good time last night?" Jiang Chen teased.

"Hehe, not bad, not bad." Duan Lang scratched his head, a knowing smile appearing on his face.

"By the way, Brother Jiang," Duan Lang said, as if he had just remembered something, "I heard that the Sword Worship Manor is going to hold a 'Sword Offering Ceremony' in a few days and invites heroes from all over the world to attend."

"It is said that this sword-worshiping ceremony is to celebrate the birth of an unparalleled divine weapon!"

"Oh? The Sword Offering Ceremony?" Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow, but he already knew what was going on.

Sword Worship Manor, the finest swords!

This is a major event in the early stages of Fengyun!

That so-called peerless divine weapon is naturally Bu Jingyun's exclusive weapon - the Peerless Sword!

To forge this sword, in addition to the "Black Frost" rare stone from the extremely cold land, three core materials are also needed.

That is—greed, anger, and ignorance!

This is the so-called "three poisons" blood!

"That's interesting." Jiang Chen stroked his chin, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes. "Why don't we go join the fun?"

"That's exactly what I was thinking!" Duan Lang said excitedly. "I also want to see what kind of divine weapon this Sword Worship Manor can forge, and whether it can compare to the Fire Kirin Sword in my hand!"

"Let's go then." Jiang Chen stood up, brushed the dust off his clothes, and said, "Let's see what's so special about this so-called 'peerless sword'!"

The two exchanged a smile, and with a flash, disappeared into the morning mist.