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

Meng Fei moved with the speed of a phantom, effortlessly grabbing the longsword stuck in the ground. The sword light instantly transformed into a long rainbow, and the deadly thirteen swords, "Rainbow Piercing the Sun," aimed straight at Yu Canghai's brow.

In a panic, Yu Canghai hastily made a move, raising his sword to parry.

He had witnessed the fight between Meng Fei and Chong Xu, and thus knew that the boy's swordsmanship was fierce and ruthless, far beyond his own capabilities.

Therefore, faced with Meng Fei's fierce offensive, he could only do his best to use the "Pine Breeze Sword Technique" in order to block the opponent's rapid and fierce attacks.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The sound of metal clashing was incessant.

Yu Canghai had already lost the initiative, and with his mind in disarray, he was instantly at a disadvantage and in grave danger when faced with Meng Fei's furious and fierce attack.

With a "thud," Yu Canghai was unable to dodge in time and was pierced through the shoulder by a sword. He then let out a miserable howl and staggered back several steps.

"Benefactor Meng, spare his life!"

Upon seeing this, Master Fangzheng chanted Buddhist mantras and offered words of dissuasion.

Unexpectedly, Meng Fei seemed not to hear him, his eyes flashing even brighter, and his sword strikes became even more ferocious and sharp.

In the blink of an eye, Yu Canghai was forced into a corner with nowhere to retreat, and was about to lose his life under Meng Fei's sword.

"clang!"

A long sword suddenly appeared, blocking the fatal blow aimed at Yu Canghai's chest at the critical moment. It was none other than Daoist Chongxu, who had fought Meng Fei earlier.

"Young Master Meng, please spare my life!"

Master Chongxu's expression was solemn, but his tone remained calm.

Although he was disgusted by Yu Canghai's actions, this was, after all, Shaolin Temple. If he sat idly by and watched a sect leader be killed on the spot, it would be unacceptable for both Shaolin and the righteous martial arts world.

"Master Chongxu, please wait a moment."

Meng Fei snorted coldly, his killing intent undiminished.

"After I deal with this shameless scoundrel, I will spar with the Taoist priest."

Having said that, he moved slightly, as if about to make another move.

"Wait a minute!"

Master Chongxu stepped forward, shielding the ashen-faced Yu Canghai behind him, and said in a deep voice, "Young Hero Meng, Abbot Yu has come to support Shaolin. If you insist on taking his life, not only will the Qingcheng Sect be your mortal enemy, but the entire righteous martial arts world will likely find no place for you!"

Meng Fei paused, his gaze lingering on Daoist Chongxu's serious face for a moment before turning to Yu Canghai, who was hiding behind Daoist Chongxu.

After a long while, Meng Fei's lips suddenly curled up slightly, and his tone became unusually calm.

"Since Daoist Chongxu says so... then I will spare your life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he actually flipped his wrist, sheathed his sword, and turned around.

Upon seeing this, Daoist Chongxu felt a little relieved and his movements became more relaxed.

However, in the instant that Daoist Chongxu relaxed his mind—

With his back to everyone, Meng Fei suddenly flicked his wrist, and a sharp sword aura, condensed to the point of being tangible, shot out silently and with lightning speed, aiming straight for Yu Canghai's face.

"Be careful!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise.

Yu Canghai had just breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Meng Fei's words when suddenly a sword aura struck him. He was terrified and desperately tried to dodge, but he was ultimately a step too slow.

"Sizzle—smack!"

A streak of blood spurted out, accompanied by a slight tearing sound. A left ear, still dripping blood, was thrown from the side of Yu Canghai's head and fell to the ground with a thud.

"ah--!!!"

Yu Canghai froze for a moment, then let out a mournful howl.

He staggered, clutching his bleeding left ear wound, crying out in pain and looking utterly pathetic; he was nowhere near the demeanor of the Qingcheng Sect leader.

"Young Master Meng, you..."

Master Chongxu frowned, about to speak, when he saw Meng Fei turn around.

"You're lucky this time. I'll spare you this time, but since you destroyed the Fuwei Escort Agency, Lin Pingzhi will take your life in the future!"

Having said that, he stopped looking at the wailing Yu Canghai, flicked his wrist, and turned his gaze back to the Daoist Chongxu, whose expression was complicated.

"Master Chongxu, please continue your instruction!"

At this point, words are of no use.

Daoist Chongxu knew that further words would be of no use, and Meng Fei's ruthless methods and resolute commitment to his word made him abandon any remaining thoughts of testing the younger generation.

"Young Master Meng, please!"

Master Chongxu slowly raised the long sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointing forward. His movements seemed slow but were actually steady, and he once again assumed the starting stance of the Tai Chi sword.

Upon seeing this, Meng Fei's eyes narrowed, knowing that this was the true Tai Chi sword technique.

Immediately, instead of advancing, he retreated, pointing his longsword diagonally. The sharp and imposing aura around him suddenly subsided, but it added an even stronger sense of impending doom.

Moved!

Meng Fei approached like a ghost, his first sword strike carrying the force of wind and thunder—Serpent Probing the Cave! The sword light was not a straight thrust, but rather like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, twisting and flashing unpredictably, specifically seeking out the opponent's weak points.

But then they saw that Daoist Chongxu had not moved his feet, and the long sword in his hand swayed lightly like a willow branch.

With a clear and melodious clang, the strange sword strike was gently caught by this seemingly slow sword strike. Then, a gentle force surged forth, guiding Meng Fei's sword momentum to the empty space beside him.

Despite missing his first strike, Meng Fei's sword momentum didn't falter. He swung back and unleashed the "Three Star Soul Stealing" technique!

Three cold stars suddenly appeared, leaving only three afterimages in the sky, attacking three vital points of Chongxu.

Seeing this, Chongxu remained calm, his longsword drawing an arc, the sword light like mercury spilling onto the ground, completely enveloping the three cold stars.

With three crisp "ding ding ding" sounds almost simultaneously, the three deadly cold stars were all deflected and neutralized by the sword circle.

Seeing that the first two moves of the Thirteen Deadly Swords were so easily neutralized, Meng Fei's fighting spirit burned even brighter. He immediately let out a clear whistle and unleashed the third move, "Rainbow Piercing the Sun," with fierce force!

This sword strike was devoid of any fancy moves; it concentrated all the strength and speed of the body into a single line of sword light, accompanied by a piercing shriek that tore through the air, and went straight for Chongxu's chest.

Faced with this imposing sword strike, Daoist Chongxu let out a low shout, his long sword neither dodging nor avoiding, but meeting the rainbow head-on. The sword trembled rapidly at the moment of contact!

"Clang!"

A long, piercing metallic scraping sound erupted, and the seemingly indestructible "rainbow" was gradually dissipated by the layers of soft, rounded energy on Chongxu's sword. In the end, it grazed past his Daoist robe, while Chongxu himself merely flicked his sleeves slightly, slid back half a step, and stood firmly in place.

The three fierce killing moves were all neutralized by this seemingly gentle and slow Tai Chi sword technique.

The entire room was silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Whether it was Fang Zheng, Yue Buqun, Zuo Lengchan, or Ren Woxing from the righteous path, all of them had solemn expressions.

Master Chongxu had clearly mastered the essence of Tai Chi swordplay: "using stillness to control movement, and softness to overcome hardness." He was a master of defense, and everyone wondered if they could break through his defenses if they were to fight him.

Meng Fei's three sword strikes were fast, ruthless, and accurate enough to frighten any master, especially the last one, "Rainbow Piercing the Sun," whose power forced Daoist Chongxu to take a half step back, demonstrating the decisiveness of his sword intent.

"Excellent swordsmanship!"

Upon seeing that Meng Fei had actually used a sword technique no less powerful than Linghu Chong's Dugu Nine Swords, Ren Woxing couldn't help but cheer.

Zuo Lengchan's face was gloomy as he whispered to Yue Buqun beside him, "Sect Leader Yue, this boy's swordsmanship is ruthless and unpredictable, each move deadly, yet it doesn't seem to follow the legendary Evil-Slaying Sword Technique... Can you identify which school or sect he belongs to?"

Yue Buqun shook his head slightly, his refined face showing a thoughtful expression: "The moves are fierce and the killing intent is sharp, seemingly forming its own school. I don't think I've ever seen this sword technique before in the martial world... I wonder what Master Fangzheng thinks?"