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

As the second most important figure in Songshan, Ding Mian's status is second only to Zuo Lengchan. With his advanced cultivation, his combat strength is comparable to Yue Buqun.

"I did it." Lin Tian pointed to the tip of his nose, a lazy smile on his face. "Want revenge? Come on."

"You're courting death!!" A cold glint flashed in Ding Mian's eyes, and his palm wind was already rising, about to unleash a powerful attack.

"Senior brother, stop!!"

Fei Bin suddenly reached out to stop him and gave him a wink. Ding Mian's pupils contracted, and he suppressed his anger, slowly withdrawing his hand.

He snorted coldly and said in a deep voice, "Today, my Songshan sect is ordered to investigate Liu Zhengfeng's crime of colluding with the Demonic Sect. As for other grudges, we will settle them another day."

"Heh..." Lin Tian shrugged and smiled. Sure enough, if you can't beat someone, you have to resort to threats. It's the standard procedure in the martial arts world, and it hasn't changed at all.

"Hahaha... No need for Alliance Leader Zuo to worry! I, Liu Zhengfeng—will simply commit suicide!!"

Suddenly bursting into wild laughter, Liu Zhengfeng strode forward, his eyes devoid of any light. Today's events had already shown him the true face of the so-called righteous path.

He turned around and bowed deeply to Lin Tian: "Young Master Lin, I am deeply grateful for your righteous words."

He then walked into the hall, raised his hand and pressed several vital points on himself, and finally struck his heart with a palm!

"Pfft—" A mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the ground red.

With all tendons and veins severed, life will not last more than three hours.

Seeing this, Ding Mian, Fei Bin, and Lu Bai all breathed a sigh of relief—the mission was accomplished.

Although the Hengshan Sect had Mo Dawei as its leader, he was obsessed with the erhu and neglected affairs. The true power lay with Liu Zhengfeng. With his death, Hengshan had effectively lost half its strength. From now on, they only needed to focus on dealing with the remaining forces of Huashan, Hengshan, and Taishan.

"Brother Liu!!"

A mournful cry tore through the air.

Qu Yang suddenly appeared and leaped to catch Liu Zhengfeng, who was about to fall to the ground.

"Brother Liu...it's my fault that you almost suffered a massacre..." Qu Yang said with a face full of remorse and a trembling voice.

"Brother Qu, what makes you say such a thing!" Liu Zhengfeng laughed loudly, showing no fear of death. "To have you as a confidant in this life is enough!!"

"Brother Liu!!" Qu Yang cried out in tears.

He suddenly looked up, his gaze sharp as a knife, piercing Ding Mian, Fei Bin, and Lu Bai.

The next instant, a flick of the sleeve—

A burst of black light shot out, as fine as cow's hair, with a hint of poison!

The moment Qu Yang appeared, Ding Mian, Fei Bin, and Lu Bai's pupils constricted, their gazes fixed on him like iron hooks. Qu Yang's attack was lightning-fast, but they were prepared, and with a swift movement, they all dodged the killing blow.

But in the next instant, Qu Yang suddenly scooped up Liu Zhengfeng, tapped his toes, unleashed his lightness skill, and sped away like a night bird skimming through the forest, disappearing into the depths of the mountains in the blink of an eye!

The three of them were stunned and looked at each other blankly.

This development...is completely wrong!

"Didn't you keep saying you wanted to eliminate the demon Qu Yang?" Lin Tian stood there, a slight smile playing on his lips, his tone mocking. "He's escaped, aren't you going to chase him? Are you just standing here like a stone statue?"

Ding Mian's face darkened, and he coldly snorted, "Shi Dengda, Wan Daping, you two stay here and look after Uncle Fei! Junior Brother Lu, come with me! Liu Zhengfeng's meridians are severed; he won't last long. They can't get far!"

The Songshan Sect came under the banner of "slaying the demon king." If they let Qu Yang leave at this moment, wouldn't that be tantamount to announcing to the world that they came to force Liu Zhengfeng to his death?

This was the Hengshan Sect's mountain gate. He had just personally forced someone to commit suicide, and the surrounding Hengshan disciples were all bloodthirsty, wishing they could devour him alive. Fei Bin's arm had already been crippled by Lin Tian, ​​so how could he dare to linger for even a moment longer? Let alone touch Liu's wife and children—Liu Zhengfeng was now nearing the end of his life and had no further use to him.

His only remaining arm couldn't withstand Lin Tian's second attack.

The group from Songshan retreated in a sorry state, and the other sects were also ashamed. Faced with the gloomy faces of the Hengshan disciples, how could they have the face to stay any longer? They all bowed and took their leave, scattering like birds and beasts.

"Heh..." Lin Tian looked at the mess on the ground and shook his head slightly. "If Liu Zhengfeng had the cultivation of the Innate Realm, or even just the Perfected Acquired Realm, would Zuo Lengchan dare to be so aggressive today? In the end, in the martial world, might makes right."

After nodding to Madam Liu, Lin Tian turned and left.

The music ended and the party was over. Just a few hours ago, who could have imagined that this retirement ceremony would end so abruptly?

……

Lin Tian walked slowly along the mountain path of Hengshan, his steps unhurried, but his heart was already churning.

Because of his intervention, the original historical trajectory has been torn to shreds, and the plot has become a joke.

So what if we can't predict the future?

Ha ha.

Now that he has the strength to sweep across the martial arts world, what need is there for a prophet?

Suddenly, the tips of my ears twitched slightly.

From the distant mountains and forests came the sound of a zither.

"Brother Liu, today is the day of our demise, when we will both go to the Yellow Springs. Are you afraid?" Qu Yang sat down, supporting his zither, and asked Liu Zhengfeng with a smile.

Liu Zhengfeng shook his head with a wry smile: "Brother Qu, why did you go to such lengths? To extend my life by three hours, you exhausted all your internal energy..."

"Hahaha!" Qu Yang laughed loudly, "What's the point of living if there's no one in this world to play 'The Smiling, Proud Wanderer' with me? Come, come, stop thinking too much! Today, let's play this piece to our hearts' content! Otherwise, it might be lost forever!"

Liu Zhengfeng gazed at him, speechless for a long time, before finally sighing and smiling softly: "Alright, then I'll accompany Brother Qu and play one more time!"

The zither begins to play, and the flute sounds.

The clear and melodious music traveled through the forest and valley, reaching straight into the ears of the forest and sky.

At first, he only felt a profound tranquility, a beauty so otherworldly it seemed otherworldly, more captivating than any music from his previous life. But unknowingly, Lin Tian was already deeply immersed in it, his very soul intoxicated—

In a daze, my consciousness seemed to step into a clear and empty realm.

Sword shadows danced in his mind, and countless moves surged forth: those he had learned from cards, those he had seen in the past, those his enemies had used, and those he had comprehended... one move after another, constantly deducing and refining!

Concentrate! Concentrate it even more!

In the end, all the sword intent was melted down and merged into the "Thirteen Deadly Swords"!

The shackles of the fourteenth sword shattered with a deafening roar!

The prototype of the fifteenth sword took shape in his sea of ​​consciousness!

He suddenly opened his eyes—

A sharp sword intent flashed and disappeared from his eyes!

"The prototype of the fifteenth sword... has finally appeared?! In half a year at most, just half a year, I will be able to completely master it! At that time, it will not be a pipe dream for me to reverse the innate realm from the acquired realm to the innate realm!!" Lin Tian's eyes flashed like lightning, and a cold light burst forth.

Six months ago, his Thirteen Deadly Swords had already reached the fourteenth level, but since then he has stagnated without any chance of breakthrough.

Who would have thought that a duet between Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang would be like a thunderclap breaking through the fog, revealing a glimmer of hope for him!

"The concept of cause and effect is nothing but a joke in this martial world. But am I a frog trapped in a well? Since you have helped me to comprehend the Dao today, I will give you a way out." Lin Tian sneered inwardly, but quietly made his decision.

On the path of spiritual practice, one should only seek to have a clear conscience.

He will repay kindness tenfold; he will settle scores a hundredfold!

This is Lin Tian's Dao.

"This piece is called 'The Smiling, Proud Wanderer'? It is truly a masterpiece of music. Even the 'Guangling San' of yesteryear is probably no better than this."

He walked out slowly, his voice clear and melodious.