Starting from Tianlong, Wudu Tianxia

Gao Yuan raised the long strip of oilcloth he was holding:

"Master Hong, you have revealed many secrets to me, relying on the Qiankun Sword Manual recorded in your sect's Kuihuo Treasure Strategy, and you are certain that I cannot defeat you."

"The Hongmen leader left himself a trick up his sleeve, little did he know that I also like to leave room for maneuver in everything, in order to create an unsolvable path."

"actually......"

He slowly removed the oilcloth, revealing a dazzling, cold sword before Hong Zhaoren:

"I also have some knowledge of swordsmanship, and I'd like to learn from your sect's superior strategies and techniques!"

"Cough!"

Gao Yuan gripped the sword hilt and exerted force. The scabbard was agitated by the energy and automatically detached, flying out and precisely inserting into a section of green bamboo.

The sword flashed, heading straight for Hong Zhaoren.

"act recklessly!"

With a clang, Hong Zhaoren drew his soft sword, its white blade gleaming in the air. The jade light and the sword light blended together like water. With just one draw, his aura was completely different from when he was in Tianyi.

The two were swift and agile, and their swordsmanship was light and nimble. If one only observed their moves, they were almost identical.

When the leader of the Hongmen saw that Gao Yuan really knew how to use a sword, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly calmed down and focused on facing his enemy.

He unleashed five swords simultaneously, his eyes fixed solely on Gao Yuan's vital points.

The two fought their way to the bamboo forest riverbank. The leader of the Hongmen activated the sword technique recorded in the Kuihuo Treasure Strategy and used the Azure Swallow Skimming Water, instantly slicing through four green bamboos.

The sword light pierced Gao Yuan's heart meridian through the dazzling array of bamboo leaves.

Gao Yuan's sword swept through the wind, causing bamboo leaves to flutter, and it pointed directly at the tip of the Hongmen Master's sword from the shadows!

Unexpectedly, Hong Zhaoren did not take the blow head-on. Instead, he flicked his wrist, and the silver-white soft sword shed its skin like a snake shedding its skin.

With a strange, curved arc, it slid up along the spine of the high sword, the tip of the sword turning and gathering internal energy, actually stabbing against his tiger's mouth while still close to the blade.

Gao Yuan's pupils contracted slightly, and the Northern Darkness True Qi surged from his Qi Sea.

The sword's azure light surged, not because sword energy left the body, but because powerful internal energy was used to circulate the sword at high frequency.

The soft sword that Hong Zhaoren had wrapped around was suddenly snapped back and straightened by his true energy, just like a vine that had been shaken off.

During this exchange of blows, Gao Yuan gained a clear understanding of the game.

Although Hong Zhaoren's internal strength was inferior to his, the exquisite Kuihuo Treasure Strategy allowed him to deflect the force with a soft sword, and he was unable to make the soft sword slip from his hand.

Moreover, the internal force emanating from the sword gave him a chilling aura.

If it weren't for the fact that the Northern Darkness True Qi is immune to any kind of external internal force, an ordinary martial artist would have been chilled into their body and lost consciousness in an instant with just one strike.

The Kuihuo Treasure Strategy is indeed somewhat strange!

At this moment, Hong Zhaoren did not back down; his soft sword flicked out several dazzling silver rings in the air.

The two swordsmen wielded their swords with increasing speed and agility, their sword energy causing bamboo and rocks to shatter wherever it swept across.

next moment.

Suddenly, Gao Yuan raised his longsword and struck out with his left palm, covering the major acupoints on his upper body.

A strange red aura suddenly flashed across Hong Zhaoren's face, disappearing in an instant. He also extended his left palm to meet Gao Yuan's palm strike.

With a loud bang, their palms met.

Gao Yuan remained unmoved, while Hong Zhaoren floated away; however, in the contest of internal strength, the younger man was clearly at a disadvantage.

Gao Yuan used his Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) to pursue Hong Zhaoren, who retreated to the riverbank.

The two fought on the water, their toes creating ripples on the surface, their swords radiating intense energy that caused waves to surge.

Hong Zhaoren became increasingly alarmed as he fought!

He was no nobody in the Zoroastrian Church; of all the members of the Zoroastrian Church, only four were actually disciples of the leader.

It was by chance that I was able to learn one of the sword techniques from the Treasure Strategy.

Putting aside internal energy, the Kuihuo Treasure Strategy is one of the Holy Sect's supreme martial arts, and its moves alone are not something ordinary people can match.

The sword technique he used had a subtle, indescribable rhythm, like wind and rain, which allowed him to fight me to such an extent.

Fight!

The Seven Swords Against God.

The leader of the Hongmen roared in an instant, circulating his inner energy throughout his body. His sword technique changed, and he danced to the extreme, with seven or eight sword shadows bursting out amidst the crisp sound.

The soft sword seemed to disappear in the flash, instantly breaking through the upper limit of Gao Yuan's sword-catching ability, and trapping him with clusters of sword light!

Then there was a series of clanging sounds!

The two swords clashed, sparks flying.

Gao Yuan remained expressionless, and he also circulated his internal energy, giving off a gentle breeze-like aura.

The Nineteen Forms of Heavenly Mirror Wind Control.

Soaring to the heavens!

He concealed his power in the wind, his sword swirling with endless brilliance.

at this time.

Just in time, the wind helped!

The sword winds stirred around the two of them, swirling around Gao Yuan, the sounds of swords and wind intertwining.

The strange sword light of the Hongmen leader's Sunflower Treasure Strategy was blown away by the wind. His expression changed drastically. He could only see his own sword, while Gao Yuan's sword had disappeared!

Hurry! So fast!

This is beyond his comprehension!

At this moment, the Hongmen leader felt that Gao Yuan's sword technique was extremely strange. As if a gentle breeze was caressing his neck, he felt his body and mind become empty.

"Uh~!"

A chill ran down his neck as the Hongmen leader's sword missed its mark. He had been seen through, but he hadn't been able to decipher the boy's technique.

The Hongmen leader dropped his soft sword, clutching his neck tightly, stammering incoherently, "It's...it's...what...sword technique..."

"The Nineteen Forms of Heavenly Mirror Wind Control".

"Good...good...kid, I underestimated you again!"

Considering he had revealed so many secrets, Gao Yuan continued:

"Gao Yuan, the fourth disciple of Xiaoyaozi of the Xiaoyao Sect, respectfully invites the Hongmen Master... to depart this world!"

Hong Zhaoren was startled again upon hearing this. He stared intently at the boy and managed to utter two broken words: "Good...good!"

After saying this, he fell backward into the Zhuan River, closed his eyes, and died.

After dealing with Hong Zhaoren, Gao Yuan could no longer hold back and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The Zoroastrian Sunflower Treasure Strategy is indeed powerful. The swordsmanship, internal energy, sword aura, and movement techniques of the man surnamed Hong are all top-notch in the martial arts world.

He had previously swallowed blood after being struck by Murong Bo's finger, and at that time he was also fighting Hong Zhaoren head-on, causing his hidden injuries to erupt and his blood and qi to surge.

Having killed the enemy, my whole body immediately relaxed, but then I heard the sound of my clothes tearing in the wind again.

Suddenly turning my head, I saw...

A girl, only slightly taller than Fu Minyi, slowly emerged from the darkness of the bamboo forest and approached Gao Yuan.

He slightly raised his head and looked at the person who had come.

Although she was small, like a little girl, she had a delicate face, a bright and cheerful spirit, and an imposing air of authority.

In addition, she possesses unparalleled martial arts skills that surpass those of Murong Laobangzi. Ordinary people might not be able to guess who she is, but Gao Yuan can see through her identity at a glance.

"This junior, Gao Yuan, thanks Your Excellency for saving my life!"

He could beat Hong Zhaoren in a one-on-one fight, but in a three-on-one situation, the result would likely be extremely dire. It wouldn't be wrong to say that he was saved.

Ok?

The little girl raised her pretty eyebrows almost imperceptibly, glanced at Hong Zhaoren's corpse, and then looked Gao Yuan up and down:

"Boy, how did you figure out who Grandma is?"

When she spoke, her voice was old and deep, and her expression was even more aged, creating an extremely strange contrast.

Gao Yuan smiled and said:

"Minyi once met with me privately, and I learned from her that Granny Yu had led the sisters to Kainan Prefecture to pick up people. Looking across the entire Lingjiu Palace, the only person she could personally welcome was the Venerable Master."

The little girl, with her hands behind her back, asked, "Is it that simple?"

"Not entirely. After all, I don't think the Shennong Gang's affairs require the Venerable One to come in person, but..."

He changed the subject:

"As Zhuangzi said in the chapter 'On the Equality of Things,' joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, worry, sighing, change, and anxiety are all forms of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness."

Gao Yuan recounted in detail:

"Humans are emotional beings, and they will always be affected when facing a powerful enemy. But when we were in the desolate courtyard, all the sisters only showed surprise in their eyes, without the slightest tension or fear. This is quite unusual."

"Either you have something to rely on, or you are unafraid of threats. If the Lord doesn't appear to rescue me, then I'm naturally mistaken. But now, besides you, there's no one else!"

Upon hearing this, the girl nodded approvingly: "What a clever boy!"

Gao Yuan knew she meant no harm; otherwise, she would never have shown up to save him.

He had been holding on, but now that his grandmother had arrived, he finally relaxed and sat down to regulate his breathing.

By the light of the jade, the girl saw that his eyes were clear, his face was like jade, and his words were erudite yet neither humble nor arrogant, showing that he was an extremely handsome man.

Zongzhi, a handsome and dashing young man, raised his cup, rolled his eyes at the blue sky, and stood tall and elegant like a jade tree in the wind...

The image of me happily learning martial arts under my master when I was young inexplicably flashed into my mind.

Amidst verdant mountains and a clear, sunny sky, my junior brother stood beneath a peach tree, holding a jade flute, chatting and laughing about the world. Compared to his talented junior brother, his youthful charm bore a striking resemblance to his own.

Seeing him reminded her of him, and she was momentarily lost in thought. She turned her head to the side, her back to the boy, and a glint of tears seemed to appear in her clear eyes!

But suddenly, it returned to normal.

"Why is Your Excellency here?"

The girl didn't answer, but instead asked, "How did you manage to provoke such a powerful enemy? This person's skill is second only to Grandma's. Even when he risked his life to run away, Grandma couldn't kill him."

Murong Bohui knew some of the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique), but Grandma did not, which Gao Yuan was well aware of.

No wonder she was able to escape her grandmother's pursuit.

but.

His attention was not on that at all, but on...

Perhaps I'm seeing things and hallucinating; how could I possibly meditate for such a short time?

Grandma's cold face seemed to soften a little.

There was no awkwardness in their words; in fact, I seemed to see other emotions besides admiration in her eyes...

Putting aside all other thoughts, Gao Yuan recounted all the details of how he tricked Hong Zhaoren and poisoned him in the deserted courtyard.

"So it was the Murong family's 'Shifting Stars' technique. No wonder it could deflect Grandma's true energy. But compared to the carefree martial arts Grandma learned... it's nothing special!"

In her eyes, the Murong family's divine skills were only worthy of her saying, "That's all."

Gao Yuan knew that his grandmother had always looked down on all martial arts, believing that only the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect deserved the title of the best in the world.

From her words to Xuzhu, "The Plum Blossom of Tianshan is far superior to Shaolin martial arts; Xuzhu's choice of jade over tile is utterly foolish," we can glean some insight.

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