I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

As dawn breaks, a thin mist swirls through the mountains, enveloping the tranquil courtyard like a veil.

After breakfast, everyone was packing their belongings, preparing to return to the Tianshan Mountains.

Suddenly, a series of disordered footsteps echoed along the quiet mountain path.

A petite figure staggered down the steps, appearing exceptionally frail in the misty morning light.

Chu Chu was panting heavily, her once rosy face now as pale as paper, and her beautiful eyes were filled with terror.

Upon seeing Jiang Chen and the others, she rushed over as if she were a drowning person grasping at a straw.

"Miss Chu Chu?" Jiang Chen stood with his hands behind his back, a gentle breeze brushing against the hem of his robes. He looked at the woman before him with slight surprise. "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Young Master Jiang, where is Senior Wuming?" Chu Chu looked around anxiously, her voice trembling slightly, "Brother Bu... Brother Bu is missing!"

"Gone?" Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow and looked toward the secluded mountain path.

"Yes!" Chu Chu cried, tears welling in her eyes. "This morning, Brother Bu and Senior Wuming had a duel, agreeing to only exchange one move. I thought Brother Bu was bound to lose, but who knew he would actually... he actually broke Senior Wuming's sword technique! He won!"

"Oh?" A hint of amusement flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. "Bu Jingyun actually won?"

This kid truly lived up to his destiny. In this desperate situation, he managed to carve out a path to survival and defy fate. It's truly a cruel twist of fate.

"And then what?"

"After we won, Master Dukong said he had something to discuss with Brother Bu alone, so he called him to the backyard. I waited outside for a long time but no one came. When I went in, there was no one there! Brother Bu and the master were both gone!" Chu Chu's voice was trembling with sobs, and her delicate body trembled slightly. "I was worried that something had happened to Brother Bu, so I wanted to consult with Senior Wuming, but he was also nowhere to be found. I had no choice but to come down the mountain to look for you."

"Bu Jingyun won... Bu Jingyun has disappeared..."

Upon hearing this, Xiong Ba felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back. His once mighty face turned deathly pale.

Since Bu Jingyun was able to defeat Wuming, his martial arts skills must have reached an astonishing level.

His whereabouts are now a mystery; what if he were to attack now...?

"Quick! Let's go!" Xiong Ba was on pins and needles. He grabbed the bundle on the table, pulled You Ruo along, and tried to rush out the door. His voice was filled with undisguised terror. "We can't stay here any longer. We have to go back to Tianshan immediately!"

However, before he could even step out of the courtyard gate, an unexpected event occurred.

call--

A scorching and violent killing intent, as if it were a tangible force, swept in from the depths of the dense forest, instantly enveloping the entire courtyard.

The aura was so strong that it caused the surrounding trees to rustle.

Xiong Ba's body stiffened abruptly, his steps felt as heavy as lead, and his eyes were filled with horror.

rustling...

Heavy footsteps echoed through the silent forest, each step seeming to pound on everyone's hearts.

A figure draped in a scarlet cloak, like a god of death emerging from purgatory, slowly stepped out of the dark forest.

At this moment, Bu Jingyun's aura was even more profound and restrained than yesterday, and his eyes were filled with endless heat and chilling killing intent.

"Xiong Ba, you can't escape." Bu Jingyun stared intently at Xiong Ba, his voice hoarse and deep, sounding like a death-bringing judge from the Netherworld in the cold morning wind.

"Bu... Bu Jingyun!" Xiong Ba was so shocked that he staggered backward. If You Ruo hadn't been there to support him, he probably would have collapsed to the ground.

"Prepare to die!"

Without another word, Bu Jingyun sprang up and unleashed a palm strike.

The force of the Cloud-Dispelling Palm was frantically gathered like a raging sea, with the momentum of thunder, carrying a resolute will to die, and aimed straight at Xiong Ba's face!

However, at this critical moment—

call out--!!!

A piercing sound, extremely sharp and shrill, suddenly pierced through the thick fog and fell from the heavens!

boom!

With a deafening roar, a strangely shaped blade, its cold light gleaming, pierced between Bu Jingyun and Xiong Ba with immense force!

The violent energy exploded like ripples, actually forcing Bu Jingyun back several steps.

That deadly palm strike was abruptly cut off by this sudden turn of events!

"Ha ha ha ha--!!!"

A burst of extremely arrogant laughter, like a thunderclap, resounded through the sky, causing the surrounding trees to rustle.

"Good disciple! How can you kill an old villain like Xiong Ba with just your bare hands? Only my 'Heavenly Blade' is worthy of drinking his blood! Hahahaha!"

Accompanied by ear-piercing laughter, a burly figure, like a roc spreading its wings, swooped down from the steep mountain wall. His movements were as fast as lightning, and after only a few leaps, he landed heavily beside the sharp blade.

The impact of the landing was so great that it shook the ground within a radius of several meters three times, stirring up clouds of dust.

The newcomer was dressed in bizarre and strange clothes, with a hideous face like a ghost, and his messy hair danced wildly in the wind.

His body was surrounded by a bloodthirsty and malevolent aura, and a nauseating stench wafted from him, as if he were a demon crawling out of the Asura Hell.

Upon seeing this person, Xiong Ba's old face instantly turned ashen.

Although he didn't know the other person's name, the overwhelming murderous aura made him instinctively feel a chill run down his spine.

Bu Jingyun's face was ashen, and he clutched his chest tightly. In his burning eyes, a trace of deep pain and humiliation flashed across his face.

Just now in Miyin Temple, he was severely injured by Po Jun's "Xingxiong Gangqi" and almost lost his life.

To avenge the murder of his wife and the extermination of his family, he had no choice but to endure humiliation and be coerced into becoming the master of this demon, in exchange for the hiding place of the old villain, Xiong Ba.

You Ruo was already terrified, her face pale. She gripped Jiang Chen's sleeve tightly, her delicate body trembling in the morning breeze.

"Brother Jiang Chen..." She looked at Jiang Chen helplessly, her beautiful eyes filled with pleading and unease.

At this moment, amidst the tense atmosphere, the only person who could remain calm and composed was Jiang Chen.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, as if the earth-shattering change before him was nothing more than a trivial farce in his eyes.

"Interesting." Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, a faint golden light flowing deep within his pupils, revealing a profound insight into the world.

In an instant, he had seen through the true nature of the two people in the arena.

The true energy within Bu Jingyun's body surged like a sea of ​​clouds. Although it appeared somewhat mixed and impure, it was vast and powerful, with explosive force, making him a top performer among the Grandmasters!

One can only imagine that something extraordinary must have happened that night.

On the other hand, Po Jun's internal energy was billowing like smoke, fierce and terrifying. His cultivation had actually reached the terrifying realm of Grandmaster!

Grandmaster, great grandmaster.

If they were to roam the mortal world, these two would indeed be able to sweep across all directions and dominate the martial arts world.

But in Jiang Chen's deep, ocean-like eyes, all of this seemed so insignificant.

A slight, disdainful curve appeared at the corner of his mouth, a detached expression born from having seen through the world's fleeting pleasures.

He gently patted You Ruo's small hands, which were trembling with fear, his tone as calm as if he were discussing the weather:

"Don't be afraid, they're just two slightly stronger ants."

"A worthless piece of trash, easily defeated."

Just then, Bu Jingyun suddenly let out a low roar and gripped the Heavenly Blade tightly with both hands.

In an instant, an extremely terrifying aura surged wildly into his body through the hilt of the sword, turning his eyes blood red. The killing intent in his chest boiled over completely at this moment, erupting like a volcano.

"Xiong Ba! Prepare to die!"

Bu Jingyun's roar shook the heavens and earth. Holding his sword in both hands, he slashed fiercely at Xiong Ba's skull with a decisive and earth-shattering aura!

This strike, imbued with all his hatred and skill, seemed to tear the air apart wherever the blade passed, emitting a mournful wail.

He wanted to cut this old thief who ruined his life in two!

However, at this critical moment of life and death, dozens of feet away, deep in the dense forest, under the cover of heavy fog, a sneaky figure flicked his fingertips.

call out!

A tiny pebble shot out with a piercing whistling sound, its target not the ferocious Bu Jingyun, but straight at You Ruo's back!

The person hiding in the shadows was none other than Jian Chen!

This bastard's wicked intentions are utterly outrageous. He actually wanted to assassinate You Ruo in the midst of this chaos, so that this innocent woman would take the fatal blow in place of Xiong Ba, thus provoking a deadly battle between Jiang Chen and Bu Jingyun!

Such despicable and vicious methods would make even the evil spirits of the underworld feel ashamed.

"You're courting death!" A cold glint flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes. He didn't even glance at him, but simply flicked out a palm strike.

boom!

The pebble that shot towards us exploded in mid-air, instantly turning into dust that drifted away with the wind.

Just as the pebble shattered, a piercing scream suddenly echoed from the depths of the dark forest.

"puff--!!!"

Hiding behind the tree, Jian Chen was struck as if by lightning. It was as if he had been hit head-on by an invisible giant mountain, and a sickening cracking sound came from his chest.

He coughed up blood and his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, collapsing heavily onto the muddy ground, his fate unknown.

"Hmm?" Po Jun raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing across his ferocious face. He glanced at Jiang Chen with slight astonishment. "Injuring someone from a distance? This kid does have some internal strength, but that's all."

In his arrogant eyes, such internal strength was nothing more than that of a master or grandmaster, and would ultimately be difficult to catch the eye of a grandmaster.

At this moment, Xiong Ba was already terrified, his eyes tightly closed, waiting for the fatal blow to fall.

You Ruo let out a desperate scream, a shrill cry filled with helplessness and sorrow.

clang--!!!

A crisp, piercing metallic clang, like a thunderclap, suddenly rang out in the quiet morning, making everyone's eardrums ache.

However, the gruesome scene of blood splattering and heads rolling off that was expected did not occur.

Xiong Ba cautiously opened his eyes, and the scene that greeted him became a nightmare he would never forget for the rest of his life—

Jiang Chen appeared before him like a ghost, his white robes fluttering in the wind. His right hand shot out, completely ignoring the menacing sharpness that could split mountains and cleave peaks. His five long, slender, white fingers were like hooks forged from black iron, firmly gripping the trembling blade of the Heavenly Blade!

boom--!!!

The moment the palm collided with the blade, the Heavenly Blade was stopped, but the domineering blade energy attached to it did not dissipate.

The blade's aura was unstoppable, as if it would split the world in two, or like a flood bursting its banks, carrying the aura of destruction, it instantly bypassed Jiang Chen's body and swept wildly toward the building behind him!

Snap—Boom!

The once exquisite and elegant house, struck by the violent aftershocks, became as fragile as paper.

With a sickening cracking sound, the entire house split open from the middle and collapsed completely, kicking up clouds of dust and rubble.

Amidst the swirling dust, Jiang Chen, dressed in pristine white, stood with his long, black hair dancing lightly in the wind.

That fair, jade-like hand firmly gripped the blade, her figure unmoving, like a pillar stabilizing the sea, suppressing this chaotic world.

"Bu Jingyun, don't push your luck." Jiang Chen stared coldly at him, his gaze like a sharp blade piercing Bu Jingyun's face, twisted and contorted with rage from the exertion. His voice was icy and chilling, carrying a chilling undertone. "I'm not a soft-hearted person like Duan Lang. If you piss me off, your fate will be worse than death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the vital energy in his palm began to surge silently, and he began to operate the astonishing "Transformation of Vital Energy Sacred Technique".

This energy was extremely subtle, yet it carried a strange power capable of disintegrating everything.

In the blink of an eye, the internal structure of this divine weapon was completely destroyed, and it was destroyed from its very source.

This was originally a rare iron from Japan, thousands of years old, indestructible and worthy of being ranked among the world's most powerful weapons.

However, at this moment, this divine weapon, which was enough to drive countless martial artists mad, seemed to have its bones forcibly removed, and began to disintegrate and crumble inch by inch without a sound.

Instead of shattering into pieces, it transformed directly into countless shimmering powders, which flowed down through Jiang Chen's fingers like quicksand.

The divine weapon is gone, leaving only dust on the ground, telling of its former glory and present desolation in the morning breeze.