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

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"Cousin, is there something you need from your cousin today?" Wang Yuyan asked in a light tone, as if she were just talking about a breeze outside the window.

Murong Fu remained silent for a long time before finally managing a smile: "It's been over a hundred years since we last met. I just came to see you... Now that we've met, I should be going."

He turned away after speaking, his steps resolute.

He had come with a request, but when he actually stood before this man, a thousand words stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single one.

Wang Yuyan did not try to stop her. More than a hundred years is enough for even the most intense emotions to calm down.

But she still spoke, her voice as soft as a falling leaf:

"Cousin, I've never refused you if you've asked for my help and it's within my power. I know what your intentions are today. Tomorrow, I will go to Shaolin."

Murong Fu's body stiffened abruptly, his back hunched for a moment, but he ultimately said nothing and walked away into the distance.

Watching that familiar yet unfamiliar figure disappear into the mist, Wang Yuyan sighed softly, almost inaudibly.

The next instant, she vanished like smoke and mist, disappearing from the spot.

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Outside the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Repository, Lin Tian had been in seclusion for a full twenty-seven days.

At this moment, a woman stood quietly in front of the door, confronting the thirty-six Heavenly Guards.

She was breathtakingly beautiful; if she smiled, even ghosts and gods would be captivated. An ordinary man would be utterly terrified at the mere sight of her.

Unfortunately, all the Heavenly Guards are incomplete individuals, lacking the six senses and the seven emotions. No matter how beautiful their appearance, they are nothing more than empty shells in their eyes.

"Who are you?" Tianyi shouted sharply, his whole body tense.

He didn't even see how the woman appeared—one second there was no one there, the next she was standing on the steps, like a shadowy figure under the moon.

What's even more terrifying is that even though she stood still, she gave him a sense of oppression as if a mountain were pressing down on him.

He had only experienced this feeling once before, when he was facing Lin Tian.

"I've come to see Lin Tian." The woman's voice was cold and emotionless.

"My lord is in seclusion and does not receive guests. Please leave." Tianyi stared intently at her, his hand already on his weapon.

"Seclusion?"

Wang Yuyan frowned slightly, said no more, and walked towards the Sutra Repository.

She came here only to take lives, and didn't want to waste her breath.

"Stop right there!!" Tianyi roared.

The thirty-six Heavenly Guards instantly formed a battle formation, their killing intent palpable.

"Take it any further, and kill without mercy!"

If it weren't for their fear of her unfathomable strength, given the way the Heavenly Guards always acted, they would have already taken action and wouldn't have allowed her to utter a single word.

But Wang Yuyan seemed not to hear, her steps unwavering as she approached step by step.

"Do it!!" Tianyi gritted his teeth and growled.

Knowing they might be outmatched, but with Lin Tian's secluded cultivation place behind them, retreating meant certain death. They would rather die than retreat!

In an instant, all thirty-six people rushed out, pushing their Sunflower Movement Technique to its limit. A barrage of steel needles rained down from all directions, sealing off all escape routes!

however--

Wang Yuyan merely flicked her sleeve.

The sky full of silver light suddenly froze in mid-air, and two breaths later, it all fell to the ground with a clattering sound.

Immediately afterwards, her figure vanished like mist, leaving no trace. The entire area in front of the Scripture Pavilion was shrouded in an eerie mist.

The thirty-six guards were immediately disoriented, exchanging bewildered glances, a chill running down their spines.

At that very moment—

Thirty-six hands emerged from the mist, solidifying from nothingness, and precisely imprinted on each person's heart.

One palm strike.

Just this one palm strike.

All thirty-six men coughed up blood and flew backward, their bones broken, completely losing their fighting ability.

The thirty-six guards lay on the ground, convulsing in pain, struggling to get up, but unable to even stand. Wang Yuyan stood under the moonlight, her expression frosty, her eyes so cold they seemed to freeze the air. With a single sweep of her palm, she suppressed thirty-six innate masters, yet her face remained completely unmoved—for her, this was nothing more than brushing snow off her shoulder.

"What's all the noise about? What happened?"

The door to the library creaked open, and Lin Tian stepped out slowly, his brows slightly furrowed.

The sight before him made him pause: thirty-six guards lay sprawled haphazardly in front of the gate, while only a stunningly beautiful woman stood quietly, her robes fluttering in the wind, like a celestial being who had stepped out of a painting.

His eyes turned cold. The Heavenly Guards were his men; to harm them was to slap him in the face.

"Hmm? Trespassing in my library? You're quite good-looking, but unfortunately you don't know the rules." Lin Tian's tone was indifferent, yet it concealed a sharp edge.

"You are Lin Tian?" Wang Yuyan asked, her voice clear and cold like a spring striking a cold stone.

"Who are you?" Lin Tian squinted.

"You don't need to know. I'm here today only to take your life."

"Kill me?" Lin Tian chuckled. "You need a reason, right?"

Wang Yuyan's gaze remained unwavering: "You killed someone you shouldn't have killed."

Shouldn't he have been killed?

Ha. Those who died at his hands, didn't they all deserve to die?

He disliked acting rashly. With a flash, he unleashed the "Star Shift" technique from the Ten Strong Martial Arts - Fierce Leg, instantly shifting seven or eight zhang to the side.

boom--!

The clouds surged, and a giant hand, several feet in size, materialized out of thin air and slammed down. Although Lin Tian dodged it, the Scripture Pavilion behind him was pierced through by the palm. The dilapidated beams and pillars snapped with a crack, and the entire building collapsed with a roar, sending dust billowing into the sky.

Lin Tian stood outside the ruins, his mind racing.

kill……

Aside from those five thousand Mongol cavalry, the number of people he personally killed in the Condor Heroes world was very small: Huo Du, Darba, Zhao Zhijing, Jia Sidao...

But these people have absolutely no connection to the woman in front of them. Unless they were killed recently...

Xiao Yuanshan? Impossible. Xiao Feng died over a hundred years ago, and there's no mention in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils that he left behind any offspring.

Murong Bo? That's somewhat possible. Murong Fu only went mad, he didn't die. A madman can regain his senses; could he be a descendant of Murong Fu?

But if she truly is of the Murong family bloodline… then she—

"Are you Wang Yuyan?" he blurted out, his tone certain.

Wang Yuyan paused slightly, her brows furrowing slightly: "You know my name?"

"No comment," Lin Tian replied indifferently, inwardly sneering: Weren't you being all high and mighty just now? Now it's my turn to put on the act.

He raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Aren't you the Queen of Dali? How come you're involved with Murong Fu again? Tsk, Duan Yu's green hat must have been worn smooth for a hundred years."

As soon as he finished speaking, the air froze.

Wang Yuyan's face instantly turned ashen, a chilling glint flashing in her eyes. Duan Yu's obsession with the jade statue, rather than with her, had always been the deepest thorn in her heart; whoever touched it would die.

"You're asking for death!" she sneered, her slender hand moving like a sword.

In an instant, the clouds and mist surged forth, condensing into dozens of white snakes in the air. They twisted and slithered, carrying the power to tear apart gold and shatter rocks, as they lunged at Lin Tian!

Each wisp of mist snake carried immense force, crashing into walls, shattering rocks, and creating craters in the ground. Yet, when they slammed into Lin Tian, ​​even as they grazed his eyes, he didn't blink.

Having swallowed the Dragon Essence and secluded himself for over a month, his strength was now vastly different from what it used to be.