Reborn in the Great Yan Dynasty: I Cultivated to Become a Martial Saint Through Telekinesis

Chapter 107 First See the Blade, Then Hear the Sound

The group that arrived was the Liangzhou Martial Arts Hall's team heading to the Hun Tian Sect's mountain gate.

They have already traveled for a day and a night, and if all goes well, they should be able to reach Huntian Mountain by nightfall.

Along the way, they encountered many bandits who tried to rob them, but these bandits were no match for the disciples of the Liangzhou Martial Arts Hall.

Even their leader was no match for a martial arts hall disciple's three moves, and instead became one of the few sources of entertainment during their journey.

It should be noted that this team is led by two super strong individuals who are hard to beat even in the Visceral Realm. Most of the remaining twenty-eight disciples have already comprehended the Unity Realm, and the rest are only a hair's breadth away from that realm.

What terrifying combat power this is! It's likely that unless a Martial Saint attacks or a group of experts at the Internal Organs Realm surround and kill them, no one can do anything to them.

Wang Daye stared at the three riders charging at the forefront and shouted sharply, "Stop them!"

Immediately, a large group of bandits rushed towards Mo Zheng and his two companions.

There were at least three or four hundred bandits, and the three of them were insignificant in front of this large group of bandits.

However, at the moment the two collided, all three riders unleashed terrifying auras, their sharp sword light so dazzling that people couldn't even open their eyes.

Sword shadows, an overwhelming barrage of sword shadows!

As easily as cutting tofu, the three riders encountered no resistance whatsoever, and the surrounding bandits were killed one after another, their blood splattering all over the ground.

"This—this is—"

Wang Daye, carrying Yuan Feixue, stood still, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

That's fast! It's incredibly fast!

The three riders were like three arrows released from a bow, their speed undiminished. No matter what level of martial artist the mountain bandits blocking their way were, they were all killed with a single sword strike.

The swordplay, where man and sword are one, seamless and unhindered, is in harmony with heaven and earth, clearly the work of three martial arts masters who have mastered the Unity Realm.

In the blink of an eye, the bandits were slaughtered, and a bloody path appeared on the official road.

The henchmen of Black Cloud Stronghold were terrified, and even the guards of the Yuan family were dumbfounded.

Among the dead bandits, it wasn't just the low-level henchmen; even the minor leaders who had achieved the peak of Qi and Blood cultivation and the chieftains who had entered the realm of martial arts didn't last a single move!

This was only the first three people to make a move. The entire cavalry force numbered nearly thirty. When they charged together, who could withstand them?

Realizing this, the bandits on the official road were all filled with fear and subconsciously looked at Wang Daye.

"Retreat! Retreat now!"

Wang Daye shouted and, disregarding his men, was the first to flee into the distance.

If it were a martial arts master at the Unity Realm level, he might give it a shot, but with the three of them together, Wang Daye had no desire to fight.

"Help me! Help me!"

At this moment, Yuan Feixue also saw hope and shouted frantically. She sensed Wang Daye's fear and knew that the approaching cavalry were all experts.

However, the cavalry charged straight ahead along the path cleared by the three riders earlier, without any intention of stopping. The bandits who hadn't had time to retreat from the official road were all killed on the spot. However, none of the bandits who left the official road were abandoned by the knights to pursue them.

As Wang Daye and the bandits fled forward, they noticed that the group of knights were just charging ahead and were filled with joy at having survived a calamity.

In contrast, the Yuan family members were once again plunged into despair. "Damn it, God is still looking out for us."

Wang Daye let out a long breath, then cursed, "Damn it, where did all these martial artists come from?"

In this single attack, at least two or three hundred brothers died.

"No—no!" Yuan Feixue cried out shrilly as she watched the cavalry charge into the distance, "Save me—please save me!"

"Stop shouting, the sound of horses' hooves is much louder than your voice, they can't hear you from this far away." Wang Daye said with a smile, "Little beauty, just accept your fate."

At that moment, a sudden change occurred.

But then they saw the group of Yuan family guards, who felt they had no hope of survival, kneel down in front of the oncoming cavalry and stand in front of them with their own bodies. They kept kowtowing, showing no fear in the face of the galloping horses, as if they were going to use their bodies to stop this group of martial arts masters.

"Go around it!"

From within the cavalry came Wang He's commanding voice, and then all the martial arts hall disciples passed by on both sides of the official road.

Compared to the opening of the Haotian Secret Realm, the lives of these people are clearly insignificant.

They didn't have much time.

If even one disciple achieves the Visceral Realm and kills a few more powerful demonic beasts in the beast tide, the number of lives saved will be ten or even a hundred times greater than that of the guards present.

"Hahaha, it seems they have important matters to attend to and don't want to get involved in this trivial matter."

Seeing the horse caravan that hadn't stopped, Wang Daye, whose heart had been in his throat, relaxed again.

"Um?"

Suddenly, his pupils contracted as he saw a rider in the cavalry turn his horse around and return.

The person who arrived was none other than Mo Zheng.

It's unrealistic for a large group to stop for such a small number of people, but he can manage on his own; he can catch up quickly later.

"grown ups!"

The Yuan family members immediately showed hope.

Mo Zheng nodded slightly, looked at the kneeling man and the densely packed bandits scattered around, and said in a deep voice, "Where is the bandit leader?"

"There it is!"

A martial artist from the Yuan family pointed into the distance.

Mo Zheng immediately spotted Wang Daye carrying the girl. He pointed at him with his right hand and shouted, "Let them leave, and I'll spare your life today."

Seeing that the Black Scale Cavalry had vanished without a trace, Wang Daye sneered and said, "You have quite the nerve. I'll see how you take my life in front of so many brothers of Black Cloud Stronghold!"

He was not afraid of being alone, simply because he had also comprehended the Unity Realm, and there were so many people from Black Cloud Village present.

"Go! Kill him!"

At Wang Daye's command, a group of Black Cloud Village henchmen immediately rushed towards and attacked Mo Zheng.

Mo Zheng shook his head slightly, his figure flickered like a ghost, leaving behind many afterimages, and easily broke through the attacks of the group of henchmen, heading straight for Wang Daye.

"court death!"

Wang Daye snorted coldly, threw Yuan Feixue aside, and raised his great axe to meet the attack.

At this moment, he exuded a terrifying and malevolent aura that seemed to split the heavens and shatter the earth. He was like a divine axe that cleaved the sky, and he cleaved straight down at Mo Zheng with such speed that he left behind many afterimages.

A single axe that cleaves the heavens!

This is the strongest move of the Sky-Splitting Axe King Big Eye. His external skills have also reached the Unity Realm level. Otherwise, how could he dare to be so arrogant in Beiyuan Prefecture?

In his eyes, the two of them had both comprehended the Unity Realm, and he had so many brothers to help him. Mo Zheng daring to stay alone was undoubtedly courting death!

As for the cavalry just now—

After killing someone, he led his brothers from Black Cloud Village into the mountain valley. Who could find his trail?

"Overestimating yourself." Having already grasped the essence of martial arts, Mo Zheng looked down on the external martial arts techniques of the Unity Realm.

"die!"

Wang Da's eyes were filled with a fierce killing intent. Meddling in other people's business would cost him his life!

boom!

A terrifying aura suddenly erupted, an incomparably sharp sword intent that swept towards Wang Daye like a whirlwind.

In an instant, a sense of fear rose in Wang Daye's heart, and his limbs and body became unresponsive, freezing in place.

A sword, a sword, pierced his chest. He saw it, and he tried his best to dodge, but he couldn't dodge it at all; he wasn't fast enough.

Block it! Block it!

He screamed in his heart, trying to swing the axe to defend himself, but the axe, which he usually handled with ease, now felt as heavy as a mountain, and he couldn't lift it at all.

The longsword pierced his chest.

call out!

The sound of a sword whistling rang in his ears.

Wang Daye looked down at the blade of the sword at his chest and asked, "What's the name of this sword?"

"Hearing the sound."

"First you see the blade, then you hear its sound—a fine sword—fine—*whoosh!*"

Before he could even utter the word "sword," he spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed backward. The terrifying power contained in that sword strike had shattered his internal organs, leaving him with no chance of survival.

Seeing this scene, the bandits, the guards of the Yuan family, and Yuan Feixue standing to the side were all dumbfounded and stood there dumbfounded.

Mo Zheng drew his longsword and slowly wiped the bloodstains off the other man's clothes.

Everyone stared blankly at him, at the corpse at his feet.

That was Wang Daye, the leader of Black Cloud Village, a powerful martial artist who had once killed several Bone and Tendon Realm martial artists. He was killed by a single sword strike.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have thought they were dreaming!

This is a bandit leader who has left the entire Beiyuan Prefecture helpless!

"Who else wants to fight me?"

No one responded; there was only silence and fear.

Even Wang Daye was defeated in an instant, so who would dare to fight him?

"Hahaha, brothers, the time for revenge has come!"

The Yuan family guards reacted quickly, excitedly grabbing their weapons and charging towards the bandits. In particular, several martial artists who had previously been afraid of Wang Daye's sneak attack, now that the Bone and Tendon Realm martial artist was no longer a deterrent, immediately went all out and attacked the bandits beside them.

When the bandits saw the Yuan family guards rushing over, they woke up and scattered in panic, fleeing for their lives. Even some of the leaders who had reached the flesh and blood level did not have the thought of turning back to fight.

Even the chieftain couldn't withstand a single sword strike from that knight, let alone them.

"Kill! Avenge our fallen brothers!"

The Yuan family guards shouted and chased after them menacingly, while the bandits fled in terror, showing no will to resist.

In no time, a large number of corpses were left behind, and the remaining bandits fled into the mountains and forests.

Seeing that everyone was safe, Mo Zheng sheathed his sword, helped Yuan Feixue up, and asked, "Miss, you were frightened. Are you injured?"

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"Not injured————"

Looking at the tall, handsome young man before her, whose eyes brimmed with youthful vigor, Yuan Feixue blushed slightly and asked softly, "Thank you for saving my life, young master. I still do not know your name. The Yuan family will surely repay you in the future."

"It was just a small favor, why should I ask for anything in return?"

Mo Zheng smiled slightly and said, "As for your name, young lady, just remember that you were saved by a disciple of the Liangzhou Martial Arts Hall today. Farewell!"

Having said that, he flashed off toward the black-scaled horse.

"Young Master—"

Yuan Feixue panicked and hurriedly called out, but Mo Zheng ignored her. He moved like lightning and was on the black-scaled horse in the blink of an eye. The two of them galloped off in the direction the caravan had left.

"Young master—young master!"

Yuan Feixue called out repeatedly, but the black-scaled horse was extremely fast, and in just two or three breaths it had already gone far away, its silhouette gradually becoming blurred.

She stood there blankly, thinking about the swordsmanship and handsome face the other person had displayed when he saved her. For a moment, she felt nothing but disappointment.

In traditional folk tales, when a hero saves a damsel in distress, shouldn't he then repay the favor by marrying her?

But the other party didn't even leave his name, so where could she find him?

"Liangzhou Martial Arts Hall—" Yuan Feixue murmured, her expression lost and forlorn.

Mo Zheng rode on the black-scaled horse, unleashing the Gale Sword Intent.

He seemed to merge with the world around him, and a strong wind rose up all around him. The black-scaled horse felt lighter and ran more nimbly, its speed forward like a bolt of lightning.

The essence of martial arts can not only be used to defend against enemies, but also has other wonderful applications.

Even so, at this moment, it was possible to draw upon some of the power of heaven and earth to accelerate the speed of the Black Scale Horse in order to catch up with the main force of the Martial Arts Hall.

He savored the battle just now, and when he thought of the axe moves that Wang Daye had used, he couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

External martial arts greatly enhance a martial artist's combat power.

Although the bandit leader was also a martial artist who had reached the minor completion stage of the Bone and Tendon Realm and had cultivated his great axe to the Unity Realm, he was completely powerless against the martial arts intent. His Gale Sword Intent directly intimidated the opponent, and then killed him with a single sword strike, as easily as killing a chicken.

Moreover, this is by no means an isolated case. Even if a group of martial artists at the Bone and Tendon Realm came up, Mo Zheng would not be afraid at all.

The Visceral Realm is truly extraordinary; no wonder it's hailed as the realm of great masters.

"Unfortunately, it will take me some time to reach the Internal Organs Realm," Mo Zheng thought to himself.

Ordinary martial artists would spend several years or even more than ten years to break through a minor realm. However, after he comprehended the martial arts concept, he broke through the stone skin level in just a few months and cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Tendon and Bone Realm. It is a pity that it will take some time to break through to the Internal Organs Realm.

If other martial artists heard this, they would be furious.

However, this is also because his situation is special. He has made breakthroughs in external martial arts levels one after another, and his mental power assists his cultivation, which reduces the energy consumption compared to others.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the black-scaled horse galloped at full speed, and Mo Zheng finally caught up with the tail of the group.

He leaped onto an empty horse and followed the procession.

Qian Zhongyou, who was also at the back of the line, teased, "What's this? Back from rescuing the damsel in distress? Aren't you afraid your junior sister will be jealous?"

With the keen eyesight of a martial artist at the Bone and Tendon Realm, it was easy to spot Wang Daye, who had just given the order, and also to notice the pretty girl he was carrying.

However, mentioning Xiang Zhen was purely something he used to tease Mo Zheng, since the story of the two spending the night alone together had been widely circulated.

Upon hearing this, several fellow disciples around him showed gossipy expressions and listened intently.

"Senior brother————"

Mo Zheng laughed, but did not reply.

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