Martial Arts Master: The Lin Family Sword God, who swept through the Five Mountains and Four Sects

"Although I am an outsider and should not interfere in the affairs of your Five Mountains Alliance, I do have a question—the Hengshan Sect Leader is not here today, yet you convicted Liu Zhengfeng with just a command flag. So, tomorrow, can you just go out on the street with that flag, arrest people at will, and drag them back to Songshan to be executed? I suddenly realize that your command flag is even more effective than that of a Xiantian master—where can I buy it? I want a dozen."

Lin Tian smiled broadly, but every word he spoke was barbed.

"you!!"

Fei Bin's fingers trembled, and he managed to squeeze out only one word after a long while.

Lin Tian's words struck him like a dagger. Although Songshan's actions today had a righteous cause, they had actually crossed a far line.

"The matter of the Demonic Sect is no small matter. Master Mo is elusive and difficult to find in a short time. Our actions at Songshan have indeed overstepped the bounds. We ask for the understanding of Senior Brother Yue, Senior Brother Tianmen, and Senior Sister Dingyi. We have absolutely no intention of interfering in the internal affairs of any sect!" Fei Bin hurriedly turned to Yue Buqun and the others to explain, his tone already showing a hint of humility.

Yue Buqun and the others smiled and replied that it was alright, but their hearts were already churning with unsettling thoughts.

Fei Bin glared at Lin Tian again, his eyes flashing with cold light: "Are you done talking? If you are, shut up!"

Before he finished speaking, his right hand swiftly spun around his waist, and his palm instantly turned ashen!

With a thunderous palm strike, he aimed straight for Lin Tian's face!

Great Songyang Hand!

This is Fei Bin's signature technique. When he uses his power, his palm is as hard as iron, and he can easily break stone tablets and shatter rocks. Even a top-notch master would find it difficult to withstand three of his strikes.

No one expected him to make a sudden move.

This is no longer a duel, it's a sneak attack!

One of the Thirteen Protectors of Songshan, a man of great stature, actually dared to kill a junior!

In fact, Fei Bin was so angry that he lost his temper and couldn't hold back at all.

"Young Master Lin! Watch out!!" Liu Zhengfeng shouted, but it was too late to stop him. Fei Bin was already close by and struck first, his moves ruthless and aimed straight for vital points.

Liu Zhengfeng's heart sank. Although he knew that Lin Tian could kill Tian Boguang with a single sword strike and that his martial arts were far superior to Fei Bin's, he always felt that Lin Tian's skills were mostly in swordsmanship. Now that the other party had launched a surprise attack and they were exchanging blows, he was afraid that even if Lin Tian didn't die, he would be seriously injured and cough up blood.

"So you resort to violence when reasoning fails?" Lin Tian chuckled, his eyes suddenly turning icy. "What if even force doesn't work?"

Instead of drawing the sword beside him, he raised his hand, clenched his fist, and threw a punch—

Great Demon-Subduing Fist!

Don't think he only knows how to use a sword. The Nine Yin Manual is all-encompassing, encompassing fist, palm, finger, and claw techniques—every single one is unparalleled. He could easily crush Fei Bin, and even against Zuo Lengchan, he might not be defeated.

The moment the punch was thrown, the heavens and earth seemed to fall silent. The intent of the punch surged forth like a thousand horses galloping, the spear piercing the air, the yellow sand swirling on the ground, its momentum overwhelming and unstoppable!

This fist technique originates from the "Nine Yin Manual," and is the only recorded fist method within it. It possesses a solemn Taoist essence and unparalleled power. In the era of The Return of the Condor Heroes, Zhou Botong used it to withstand Yang Guo's Ecstasy Palm without being defeated. Calling it the number one Taoist fist technique in Jin Yong's martial arts world is no exaggeration.

Fists and palms collided.

Liu Zhengfeng held his breath, his heart pounding in his throat. In his view, no matter how strong Lin Tian was, his martial arts skills shouldn't be able to surpass Fei Bin, who had been famous for many years in the Hengshan School.

Master Dingyi hurriedly shouted, "Junior Brother Fei, stop!!"

No one in the audience, not even those who had witnessed Lin Tian's fighting, believed that he could defeat Fei Bin with his bare hands.

But the next moment—

Everyone's pupils contracted sharply.

The expected scene of Lin Tian being sent flying by a single palm strike did not occur. Instead, Lin Tian's fist was unstoppable, directly crushing the Great Songyang Hand's defense, and with a crack, shattering Fei Bin's entire right arm into pieces!

"Ah—ah—!!!"

Fei Bin screamed and rolled around, clutching his severed arm and struggling frantically on the ground.

Logically speaking, a master of the Acquired Realm should have strong bones and a resilient will, so even with broken bones, they wouldn't howl in pain like this. But Lin Tian's punch was far from a simple fracture. The Great Subduing Demon Fist combined both hardness and softness, with the external force of thunder to crush the bones and the internal force of yin energy to corrode the meridians. The meridians of the entire arm had been completely shattered!

Without the intervention of a master of innate talent, this arm would be ruined.

In this world of Swordsman, those with innate strength are extremely rare. Aside from Feng Qingyang and Dongfang Bubai, there are practically no others. Even if Zuo Lengchan wanted to save them, who could he ask for help?

I just hope Fei Bin is left-handed, otherwise eating will be a problem in the future—he can't even hold chopsticks properly, so how can he talk about revenge?

"Terrifying... This internal energy... it's probably already at the peak of the Acquired Realm!" Yue Buqun's expression changed drastically. "But how could someone so young have cultivated to this level?!"

"I never expected that young friend Lin's swordsmanship is not only amazing, but his fist skills are also so unparalleled." Liu Zhengfeng was shocked and sighed inwardly, "With such talent, he may really be able to step into the legendary innate realm within ten years."

Tianmen Daoist was even more shocked: "No wonder he was able to defeat Junior Brother Tiansong in one move yesterday... It turns out he was holding back yesterday. I wouldn't have been able to withstand this punch. All my previous dissatisfaction has now disappeared."

Linghu Chong stared at Lin Tian's retreating figure, shaking his head and smiling bitterly: "His swordsmanship is better than mine, his fist techniques are more ruthless, and he can even get me drunk... Brother Lin... you're a monster."

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"Oh, sorry about that." Lin Tian shrugged, his tone flippant. "I'd heard that Senior Brother Fei, the 'Great Songyang Hand,' was quite famous, so I thought he was incredibly powerful and used sixty percent of his strength to test him. I never expected him to be so weak. Didn't you even consider your own strength before launching a sneak attack? Here, have a painkiller so you don't scream your lungs out and ruin everyone's mood."

As he spoke, Lin Tian casually tossed a bottle of pain-relieving powder, which he had bought for two coins, next to Fei Bin. He had prepared this medicine a year ago when he first entered the martial arts world, but had never used it.

"Sect Leader Yue, Daoist Tianmen, and Abbess Dingyi, I would like to trouble you all to be my witnesses." Lin Tian's cold gaze swept over the group, and the corners of his lips slightly raised. "It was Fei Bin who attacked me first. I was merely retaliating in a moment of desperation, and it was purely out of desperation."

"Don't worry." Yue Buqun was the first to speak, his tone eerily calm. "If Alliance Leader Zuo pursues the matter, I, Yue Buqun, will report today's events truthfully."

"Young Master Lin, please rest assured." Tianmen Daoist nodded in agreement.

"This humble nun is also willing to bear witness," said Abbess Dingyi, pressing her palms together.

Lin Tian chuckled and waved his hand, "You all worry too much. If Zuo Lengchan really dares to come looking for trouble, I'll just send him to his grave with a single sword strike. I'm only worried that my fellow martial artists will say I'm bullying the strong with the weak, that would truly ruin my reputation."

He killed Zuo Lengchan with a single sword strike.

Are you afraid of being accused of bullying the strong?

Yue Buqun and the other two were speechless for a moment, their expressions complex and hard to decipher.

Lin Tian ignored them and turned his gaze back to Fei Bin, slowly saying, "By the way, I haven't finished what I was saying earlier—kill Liu Zhengfeng if you want, everyone in the martial world has their karma, but why involve your family? What kind of expert are you?"

"Junior brother! Junior brother!! You're injured?! Who did this?!"

Just then, two figures burst through the door; they were the two great protectors of the Songshan Sect: Ding Mian, the Pagoda-Bearing Hand, and Lu Bai, the Crane-Hand.

"Who hurt my junior brother!" Ding Mian helped Fei Bin up, his eyes bloodshot, and roared like thunder.