With a sword drawn, he laughs proudly, his martial prowess dominating the heavens!

Chapter 114 Good and evil are indistinguishable, yet they return.

The internal energy propelled the sound, making it sound like a lion's roar.

The people of Emei were shocked upon hearing this, and Abbess Dingyi subconsciously stopped her outstretched arm.

Looking closely, Ding Mian strode over.

The one following closely behind had bright white hair and deep-set eyes; he was none other than the white-haired old man who had sunk down.

About seven or eight zhang further back, Fei Bin led twenty or thirty disciples from Songshan Mountain.

Why is the Songshan Sect here?

Master Dingyi became suspicious and glanced at the person under the sword.

Le Hou felt a tightness in his chest and excruciating pain in his arms, but he remained silent, seemingly waiting for his fate.

Now that Senior Brother Ding has shown himself, he must have other plans. This matter concerns the honor and disgrace of Mount Song, so we must not speak lightly of anything that might cause trouble.

However, Ding Mian could keep the Hengshan disciples in check, but he couldn't keep the fat monk in check, much less Li Che in check.

Want to clean up the mess?

That situation isn't brutal enough!

Li Che let out a soft shout, exerted force with the ball of his foot, and in an instant, he covered more than ten feet, as if a whirlwind had swept through the clouds.

This is the second move of the Three-Layer Cloud Formation—Soaring Clouds and Chasing the Wind.

The sword tip pierced forward, its blood already smeared on Chung Jin's black vest.

"Help me!"

"stop!"

A hint of disdain flashed in Li Che's eyes. The Nine-Bend Sword Zhongzhen had such a great reputation, yet he had no courage to fight to the death. He was not even as good as that scoundrel Deng Bagong.

He hadn't considered that Deng Bagong was unaware of his identity, and that Zhong Zhen was inherently a malicious and scheming person; he had only just realized...

Even if his martial arts skills are inferior, his strategic acumen is even more terrifying. How could he dare to confront him head-on?!

"Zzzzt—!"

The longsword pierced through his chest and reached the hilt. Before Zhong Zhen could stop his forward lunge, he was already hanging on the sword.

In an instant, the black cloth covering his face was stuck to his chin, but his eyes were fixed on Ding Mian who was rushing towards him. In just a few breaths, his eyes lost their light, and he died with his eyes open.

Li Che slightly raised his cold eyes and shot them along the lower edge of the bamboo hat.

Behind Ding Mian and Fei Bin, the old man with white hair, was also Le Hou.

After tonight, only five of the Thirteen Protectors will remain. It all depends on whether Master Zuo can fill the gaps faster or Li can kill them faster!

"Excellent swordsmanship!" Monk Bujie exclaimed in admiration, then turned to look at the "Second Hero" not far to his side with a puzzled expression. "Why are you three heroes of the Laughing Proud Wanderer ranked by age? The oldest is not as good as the youngest, and the second oldest is not as good as the eldest. How strange!"

"Haha—!" Linghu Chong laughed along, "My second brother is just there to make up the numbers. The Second Swordsman is nowhere near as good as the Third Swordsman."

Qu Yang then added, "Then why don't the eldest and second eldest step down and let him be the Laughing Swordsman?"

"That makes sense, that makes sense." The head monk stroked his bald head and laughed heartily.

Even the young nuns, who had just experienced life and death, couldn't help but laugh out loud, finding these strange people truly amusing.

In contrast, Yi Qing stared at the Songshan Sect members with a solemn expression, recalling the ambiguous sword move from earlier, and said softly, "Be careful and on guard, don't let your guard down!"

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Linghu Chong and Qu Yang exchanged a glance and nodded secretly. This second senior sister of Hengshan was indeed a discerning person.

As they spoke, the disciples of Hengshan and the monk Bujie and others had already arrived behind Dingyi.

Li Che and Ding Mian had been locked in a standoff for quite some time.

"Who are you?" He pointed to Zhong Zhen's corpse, which had slid to the ground. "This villain killed my fellow cultivators from the Five Mountains Alliance without even asking where they came from. You seem to be trying to silence them!"

"Heh~ Saving someone has brought you trouble instead." Li Che chuckled sarcastically, raised his hand and pointed behind him, then said, "There's still one alive. Besides, your Five Mountains Sword Sect has no jurisdiction over my Laughing Three Heroes."

"Big brother, second brother, let's go, so we don't stay here and annoy people."

After saying this, Li Che took the lead and headed south. Linghu Chong and Qu Yang, not understanding his intention, quickly followed.

Ding Mian felt relieved upon seeing this. These three people were highly skilled but their identities were unknown, and their presence here would be a real hindrance.

"Hengshan Dingyi thanks the three of you for saving him!"

Li Che didn't respond, turned his back and waved goodbye, quite dashingly.

The people of Songshan consciously made way for them, and in a short while, the three of them had passed through the crowd and headed south.

"Old Qu, are you running out of energy?"

Qu Yang glared angrily, then heard Li Che laugh and say, "I'll give you an easy job. Go south and see if there are any spies from Songshan. Just kill them to save yourself the trouble."

Linghu Chong said worriedly, "Then we must hurry, I'm afraid Uncle Dingyi is no match for them."

"It's alright, that big monk is incredibly powerful, we won't suffer any losses. Second brother, you can handle the Songshan disciples later, I'll take care of the other senior uncles."

Old Feng's Gale Sword is all about killing, isn't it? Tonight, let's have a good slaughter. If one of the Songshan disciples escapes, you can forget about entering the inner sect the year after next."

Linghu Chong:

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There are two sides to the story.

"Senior Sister Dingyi, leave the person to me."

"What are you doing here?!"

Ding Mian, the White-haired Immortal, and others walked slowly forward, stopping only when the two groups of people were nearly three zhang apart.

"This matter is a long story. During the battle at Liu's residence, all the heroes were deceived by demons. Liu Zhengfeng and Li Che, these two wolves in sheep's clothing, framed my Songshan."

To prove our innocence, we split into two groups after leaving Hengyang, secretly following Brother Tianmen and his nun.

It would be best if the journey went smoothly, but Ding was certain that Liu Zhengfeng would not let such a good opportunity slip by.

Well, luckily Ding arrived in time, but I wonder if things went smoothly with my fellow disciples.

This is truly an unprecedented crisis for our Five Mountains Sword Sect. We must unite as one to eradicate this scourge from our sect.

Ding Mian spoke earnestly and eloquently, and even the monk Bujie nodded in approval.

He pointed at the man beneath the sword and said, "This man is the only survivor. He should be taken back and severely tortured to set an example. As for Hengshan, the sacred Buddhist retreat, I should take him back to Songshan."

Tonight's events will require the nun's testimony in the future. Senior Brother Mo might be able to persuade her, but Sect Leader Yue... is likely to be deeply misled by his disciple.

To slander my Mount Song with baseless accusations is truly a tragedy for our friends and a delight for our enemies.

Li Che, who had circled back into the woods, couldn't help but marvel.

These "heartfelt words" were so convincing that they could be mistaken for reality. Ding Mian's eloquence was truly remarkable, demonstrating that Master Zuo was well-versed in the art of "thick-skinned and black-hearted" tactics.

Master Dingyi had some doubts.

Liu, Li, and Zuo—who is the loyal one and the treacherous one?

She already believed seven-tenths of what the man in black said when he attacked, but it was just that Ding Mian's arrival was too coincidental.

However, this statement was still somewhat plausible.

Before she could speak, the head monk grew impatient. "I say, Old Nun Dingyi, what are you hesitating for? It's pitch black, and my daughter has been frightened."

"Finding a place to rest as soon as possible is the most important thing. If my daughter catches a cold, the old monk will cause trouble for your Hengshan sect."

"Dad! Can you please stop talking!"

The abbot, who had been speaking so bluntly, immediately broke down.

"Alright, alright, Father's bad, my good daughter, don't be angry. If you don't let Father talk, Father will shut up." Monk Bujie instantly transformed into a doting father, coaxing her for a long time before turning around and angrily scolding Ding Mian: "Don't you have hands and feet? Men and women shouldn't touch each other. They're all nuns, why would I send them over to you?!"

Ding Mian was secretly angry, but he smiled and said, "What you say is absolutely right, Master. It was I who had not considered things properly."

"Wait, let's see what this thief looks like first!"

"Master, you mustn't! There are too many people around now. If there are spies from the Demonic Sect, wouldn't our efforts be in vain?!"

Just then, another loud shout came from the woods: "Won't? I bet you're just too scared! Attack!"

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