A Man in the Snow: Starting with a Sword Challenge to the Northern Liang Prince's Palace

Wu Shiqi, who had always been arrogant and domineering since childhood, had no idea the significance of Ye Yun's solo intrusion into the Northern Liang Prince's mansion.

He thought that by defeating the elite soldiers and his father, who possessed the Vajra Realm cultivation, he could kill Ye Yun.

The claim that he could break into the Northern Liang Prince's Mansion on his own was a complete fabrication among martial arts practitioners. After all, those who venture into the martial arts world always need some special skills.

Take his father, Wu Lingsu, for example. In the beginning, he boasted everywhere that he had achieved great success in alchemy and fabricated stories about encountering the "Fire Master and Lightning Goddess" on the road who taught him immortal techniques that allowed him to command ghosts and gods and summon thunder and lightning.

Wu Lingsu, by offering pills and so-called "secret manuals," flattered the old emperor of Liyang, who claimed that the emperor was "the eldest son of the Jade Emperor." The old emperor of Liyang, being shrewd, casually bestowed upon him the title of "King of Qingcheng."

All the core disciples of Longhu Mountain who knew his background privately called him "Wu the Great Bullshit".

At this moment, Wu Lingsu was already in a panic. Ye Yun was someone who had actually killed Xu Xiao, the King of Beiliang.

"You brat, shut your mouth!"

"Get all your men out of here right now."

Wu Lingsu roared at Wu Shiqi below, then cupped her hands and said to Ye Yun, "Sword Immortal Ye, my son is ignorant, please don't take it to heart. I wonder what you need me to do for you?"

Wu Shiqi, who was in the distance, was suddenly dumbfounded.

What is his father doing?

Have you backed down?

Is Ye Yun really that capable?

"kill!"

Ye Yun's voice was icy cold.

Xuan Yuan Qingfeng, whose face still bore traces of blood, wore an excited expression. Another Vajra Realm cultivator would soon be hers.

Wu Lingsu panicked.

"Ye Jianxian, we have no enmity between us, why do you want to destroy my Qingyang Palace?"

Wu Lingsu was completely panicked.

"Because I want it."

Ye Yun was even more domineering. Wasn't it the same way that Wu Lingsu seized the Qingyang Palace back then?

This place is a sacred Taoist site, but this person has caused chaos and theft, which is a complete insult to this sacred Taoist site.

Upon hearing this, Wu Lingsu revealed a fawning expression:

"Alright, since Ye Jianxian likes it, then we'll give it to him."

Admitting defeat outright means that only by staying alive can one have a better life.

"father…!"

"Shut up."

Wu Lingsu really wanted to kill his brainless son.

"Today, the Divine Firmament Sword Sect shall be destroyed."

"You and your son deserve to die."

Ye Yun's words completely determined their fates.

This father and son duo wreaked havoc on the region, abducting women and extorting money from the people. Their crimes were so heinous that if they were not killed, who knows how many more people would fall victim to their clutches.

The thing that Ye Yun couldn't understand the most.

Longhu Mountain, Wudang Mountain, and even Beiliang and Liyang all knew about Wu Lingsu's actions, but no one stood up to stop it.

This made Ye Yun realize that if you want to do something fair, you need to have the power to uphold fairness.

He was neither a good person nor a bad person.

Wu Shiqi shouted, "Father, how can we survive if we don't kill him?"

Wu Lingsu was in a panic. She looked at the weapons and armor her son had prepared and suddenly shouted angrily at Ye Yun, "Ye Yun, I am the King of Qingcheng, and I am highly valued by Emperor Liyang. You want to kill me? Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"

"Kill him!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Shiqi was overjoyed. Anyone who dared to bully him on his turf was courting death.

Hundreds of elite soldiers and numerous disciples of the Divine Firmament Sword Sect surrounded Ye Yun and his group without hesitation.

"Master, you don't need to take action. I will kill Wu Lingsu myself."

Xuan Yuan Qingfeng felt ashamed of his recent defeat and wanted to kill Wu Lingsu to gain merit.

"I'll do it! Let's save time!"

Ye Yun finished speaking.

Take a step forward.

Sword intent burst forth from his acupoints, forming a crimson sword energy storm centered on him.

It suddenly swept outwards in all directions, like a rain of red swords.

Immediately afterwards, these sword energies seemed to have eyes, spreading out in all directions.

Hundreds of elite Dao soldiers and disciples of the Shenxiao Sword Sect were like fragile scarecrows under this crimson rain of swords.

The swords and spears in their hands, along with their own flesh and blood, were all submerged in this rain of swords. The entire Qingyi Palace was filled with wails and the stench of blood.

One second it was a fierce and murderous encirclement, but the next second, the entire Qingyi Palace turned into a battlefield of carnage, with bloody and mangled corpses everywhere.

This is the sword immortal's sword strike.

Breaking through hundreds of armors is a piece of cake.

Wu Lingsu's legs went weak and she sat down on the ground.

"This...how is this possible?" Wu Shiqi muttered to himself, dumbfounded.

Wu Lingsu scrambled and cried out towards the depths of Qingyang Palace, "Save me! If I really die, your plan will fail!"

Ye Yun took a step forward and arrived in front of Wu Lingsu. With a wave of his hand, Wu Shiqi followed in the footsteps of those hundreds of elite Dao soldiers.

"Ye... Sword Immortal Ye, please spare me. I'll give you anything you want, just spare my life. I'm willing to become your servant."

Wu Lingsu was already terrified and could only beg for mercy out of the instinct to survive.

Ye Yun said coldly, "Some people can be spared, but you are destined to die."

The sound faded.

With a single step, a surge of powerful sword energy shot towards Wu Lingsu, who was kneeling and begging for mercy.

"stop."

From deep within the mountains behind Qingyi Palace, a sword aura suddenly erupted, blocking Wu Lingsu's path.

boom!

Ye Yun showed a hint of surprise. He hadn't expected that Wu Su's sword attendant would have such a strong sword intent, actually managing to block one of his sword strikes.

Those who emerge from the Wu Family Sword Tomb are all extraordinary.

A seemingly frail figure appeared inside the main hall of Qingyang Palace.

Ye Yun looked over and saw a Taoist nun wearing a Taoist robe but with a bronze mask on.

Through the eye holes in the bronze mask, Ye Yun sensed a deep hatred in those dark eyes.

It was as if he had killed the other person's parents.

Suddenly, Ye Yun seemed to understand something.

"If you want to save him, you should first worry about whether you can survive."

Ye Yun already harbored murderous intent.

Xu Fengnian's mother's sword attendant was, in fact, his aunt, making her his enemy.

He deserves to be killed.

"Hmph, what a big mouth you have."

Zhao Yutai snorted coldly.

The sword at his waist was already drawn, and he transformed into a sword, aiming for Ye Yun's throat.

When the man arrives, the sword arrives.

It was as if the distance in space had been broken through.

Ye Yun transformed his finger into a sword, using a sword-finger technique to meet the sword strike.

Ding.

The two sword energies collided, directly sending Zhao Yutai flying.

But Ye Yun noticed a white sword mark on his finger.

The sword energy is condensed to its extreme, and can be used to injure people.

The swordsmanship of the Wu Family Sword Tomb has a unique lineage.

Blood trickled from the corner of Zhao Yutai's mouth. After wiping it away, he said coldly, "As expected of a land-based sword immortal, if Miss hadn't been tricked back then, she probably wouldn't have been able to defeat you."

This sword strike was Zhao Yutai's most exquisite one.

Even the gods of the three religions could face death if they were not careful.

However, Ye Yun easily accepted it.

She knew it in her heart.

She is probably going to die today.