From the beginning of Swordsman, he created a legend in the martial arts world.

Meng Fei stopped and calmly swept his gaze over the group of ill-intentioned people.

These people's martial arts skills varied greatly, at most only second-rate in the martial arts world. Under normal circumstances, he believed that with the sharpness of the Thirteen Deadly Swords and the lightness skill of the Three-Layer Cloud Step, even if he could not kill them all, breaking through would not be difficult at all.

However, the situation is different now. The turmoil within the Liu residence has already spread, and countless people are watching him. If he gets entangled here, it will immediately attract more and stronger covetous eyes.

By then, even ants can kill an elephant if they overpower it. My own inner strength is ultimately limited; once it's exhausted, I fear…

Thinking of this, Meng Fei's eyes suddenly turned cold.

We must act swiftly and decisively to deter the villains, and leave Hengyang City, this dangerous place, before more people can react.

"Those who block my way, die!"

Before he could finish speaking, Meng Fei suddenly moved.

Without warning or preparation, the figure in green robes suddenly rushed forward like a ghost, and the moment the long sword in his hand was drawn, it transformed into a cold glint that tore through the air.

"The Thirteen Deadly Swords - Serpent Probing the Cave!"

The sword flashed like lightning, aiming straight for the burly man's right hand holding the knife—fast, accurate, and ruthless!

The burly man never expected Meng Fei to attack so suddenly and with such terrifying speed. He only felt a chill on his wrist and felt a sharp pain before the ghost-head knife slipped from his hand!

"what!"

The burly man screamed in agony, clutching his bleeding wrist and staggering backward.

"court death!"

The tall, thin man and the other two reacted faster, roaring as they pounced forward, their judge's pen, longsword, and iron whip all aimed at Meng Fei's vitals.

Meng Fei's figure moved like a willow catkin in the wind, his footwork was mysterious, and he incorporated the essence of the "Three-Layer Cloud Reversal" lightness skill, moving and dodging in a small space while wielding his long sword.

"Samsung Soul Steals the Show!"

The three sword stars attacked the three of them separately, forcing them into a frantic state.

"A rainbow pierces the sun!"

A condensed, almost tangible sword aura, like a rainbow piercing the sky, pierced directly through the shoulder blade of the man wielding the iron whip, pinning him to the wall!

In the blink of an eye, the four enemies at the forefront were either dead or wounded, losing their fighting ability!

The remaining people were all horrified, and only then did they truly realize how terrifying this young man was. Their previous greed was instantly overwhelmed by fear, and their offensive slowed down.

This is exactly the effect Meng Fei wanted!

Without any intention of fighting, he sheathed his longsword, pushed off with his feet, and prepared to flee.

However, at that very moment—when his body was about to move, his old strength was slightly depleted, and his new strength had not yet been generated—

A sudden change has occurred!

From the shadow of the high wall on one side of the alley, a barely perceptible dark light, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, shot out silently, aiming straight for Meng Fei's vital neck!

The timing of this hidden weapon was incredibly insidious, precisely when he had just relaxed his guard and shifted his focus after defeating his enemy in front of him!

The hidden weapon came too fast, too insidious, and too suddenly! It was also silent, and only when it was about a foot behind him did Meng Fei sense the deadly chill through his martial arts instincts.

In an instant, Meng Fei felt a warning screaming in his heart. At the critical moment, he forcibly twisted his body and turned his head to the side!

"laugh--!"

The dark light grazed his neck, leaving a trail of blood. Although it didn't hit any vital organs, the cut skin instantly sent a numbing and burning pain through it!

It's poisonous! And extremely poisonous!

Meng Fei's heart sank, and he cursed under his breath. He swung his sword backward with a backhand, the sword energy crisscrossing, forcing the attacker hiding in the shadows to show himself and block. The attacker turned out to be a short old man dressed in gray, with a sinister face, and holding a pair of short forks.

"Heh heh, kid, you reacted quickly. Too bad, you've been hit by my 'Bone-Corroding Heart-Piercing Needle.' No matter how high your martial arts are, you won't last long!"

The gray-robed old man let out a strange laugh, brandished his short fork, and, along with the other enemies who had regained their senses, surrounded them again.

Meng Fei felt the numbness in the wound on the side of his neck spread rapidly, and a cold and vicious aura rushed through his blood vessels to his heart. His vision even began to go black.

Sensing his body's condition, Meng Fei knew he had to end the battle as soon as possible to expel the toxins, or the consequences would be unimaginable!

"Get out of my way!"

At the critical moment of life and death, Meng Fei held nothing back, unleashing the full power of the fierce sword intent of the Thirteen Deadly Swords!

The sword light was like a raging storm, each strike carrying the fierce momentum of mutual destruction!

"Pfft!"

"what!"

As the sword flashed, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and three more people fell to the ground with screams in agony.

The gray-robed elder was the most skilled in martial arts, with unpredictable moves, and he launched a sneak attack first, causing Meng Fei the most trouble.

However, Meng Fei's Thirteen Deadly Swords were too fierce, each move was fatal, and the old man soon had several deep wounds that exposed the bone.

In the midst of the fierce battle, Meng Fei forcibly suppressed the poison and combined "Three-Layer Cloud Reversal" and "Thirteen Deadly Swords" to the extreme. His figure was like a ghost, and his sword light was erratic. Finally, he seized an opening!

"die!"

With a low growl, Meng Fei endured a slash to the side, his longsword piercing through the gap between the gray-robed old man's forks at an incredible angle, like a venomous dragon emerging from its lair, straight to his throat!

"Well……"

The old man in gray, his eyes wide open, clutched his bleeding throat and slowly collapsed in disbelief.

The formidable enemy was defeated, but Meng Fei himself was also at his limit.

He staggered backward, leaning against the wall, panting heavily. The blow he had just taken had not damaged his bones, but it had worsened his condition.

Even more deadly was that the deadly poison of the "Bone-Eating Heart-Piercing Needle" had accelerated its invasion into her heart meridian with the intense exertion of her internal energy. At this moment, her vision began to blur, and she felt waves of tearing pain and weakness throughout her body. Her internal energy was in disarray and almost out of control.

At that moment, he immediately bit his tongue, trying to stay awake with the excruciating pain. He then reached into his pocket for the "Hundred Flowers Pill," but his fingers trembled weakly, and the porcelain bottle slipped to the ground.

"He's done for! Hurry! The sword manual is ours!"

Seeing this, the remaining enemies, who were less seriously injured, had their eyes blazing with greed again. They mustered their courage and cautiously surrounded the enemy.

Meng Fei struggled to lift his longsword, but the tip trembled slightly. He knew he probably wouldn't survive the next attack.

"Am I... going to die here?"

Just as consciousness was sinking into darkness, and the scene before my eyes began to distort and spin—

From the alleyway entrance, a somewhat familiar figure seemed to be rushing towards them at high speed. That figure... wore a blue robe... looked disheveled... and seemed to have a wine gourd hanging from their waist...

Is it... Linghu Chong?

This thought flickered faintly like the last firefly in the darkness before Meng Fei completely lost consciousness.

Then, boundless darkness and cold completely engulfed him.

Unable to support himself, his body slid slowly down the wall, and the long sword in his hand clattered to the ground in a pool of blood.

The survivors were overjoyed at the sight and rushed forward in a flurry...