This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

The Ren family was alarmed, and dozens of sword-wielding guards rushed out and surrounded the young man named Yan Cangfeng in the courtyard of the manor.

One of the middle-aged men, dressed slightly differently, was probably a steward or similar figure from Cangjian Manor. Seeing Yan Cangfeng's impressive demeanor, he dared not be negligent.

He cupped his hands and asked:

"May I ask who you are, young master? And why have you damaged the gates of my Hidden Sword Manor?"

Yan Zangfeng gave a cold laugh and replied:

"Who am I? Your Hidden Sword Manor has done too many bad things; have you already forgotten the Yan family of Yongxing Town?"

The steward frowned slightly; he truly did not know the Yan family of Yongxing Town.

Because Ren Jianhao's mission to seize the Yan family's Meteorite Divine Light Iron was a top secret operation, and afterwards he silenced everyone involved.

Just as the butler was about to ask further questions, Ren Qianxue, the eldest daughter of the Ren family, leaped into the courtyard and shouted:

"Whoever he is, daring to trespass on my Hidden Sword Manor and damage the gates, he deserves to die."

"Go, kill him."

No one dared to disobey the young lady's orders, since she was about to become a disciple of a branch of the Holy Sect. The branch had even sent an elder who was having tea in the hall.

As soon as Ren Qianxue gave the order, the disciples of Cangjian Manor swarmed forward.

One after another, long swords gleaming with cold light relentlessly pierced Yan Cangfeng's vital points.

Yan Zangfeng smiled calmly at this. He had slaughtered many sects and was least afraid of this kind of siege.

With a flash, his speed far surpassed that of the ordinary disciples of Hidden Sword Manor.

Before they could even see how Yan Cangfeng drew his sword, a line of blood appeared on their throats, and they were instantly killed by a single sword strike.

With just one sword strike, four or five people perished.

The other disciples were terrified and quickly retreated.

I never expected this boy to be so strong.

Li Daoxuan, who was watching this scene from a short distance away, frowned and said with some helplessness:

"Such a strong desire to kill... If this continues, it may not be a good thing."

Yan Cangfeng flicked his longsword, leaving not a trace of blood on its blade.

His gaze swept around like that of a hawk, and he said sternly:

"I'm only here to kill the direct descendants of the Ren family. The rest of you, if you don't want to die, get out..."

As the last word "roll" was uttered, a burst of energy erupted, shaking everyone around and causing them to lose their footing, almost falling over.

"Fourth Heaven, True Qi Realm..."

"How old is he to have such cultivation..."

Everyone was shocked, even Ren Qianxue looked surprised.

Yan Zangfeng looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, yet he possessed the cultivation level of the fourth level, making him no less capable than her.

At this moment, Ren Jianhao, who had been entertaining guests in the inner courtyard, came out, with his son Ren Qianxing beside him. The two did not walk in front, but followed behind an elderly man with gray hair.

This person was an elder from the western branch of the Qingyun Sword Sect, who came specifically to accept Ren Qianxue as a disciple.

Upon seeing Yan Zangfeng in the outer courtyard, the old man's eyes lit up.

"Such pure sword intent, this child is extraordinary..."

Ren Jianhao and Ren Qianxing's expressions clearly turned rather unpleasant upon hearing the branch elder's mutterings.

Yan Zangfeng had been a major concern for the Cangjian Manor for nearly a year.

Ren Jianhao sent out countless people to search Yongxing Town and the surrounding area thoroughly, but he still couldn't find any trace of Yan Zangfeng.

I never expected that this kid would actually come here on his own.

"Father, look at his sword..."

Ren Qianxing reminded him in a low voice.

Ren Jianhao only then noticed the sword in Yan Zangfeng's hand. The sword was shimmering with starlight, and its sword aura was clearly extraordinary.

Ren Jianhao was startled and couldn't help but think to himself:

"Meteorite Divine Light Iron... it really was stolen by this kid... and it's already been forged into a weapon."

Ren Jianhao nearly went mad. For this piece of divine iron, he risked his life, killing more than a dozen of his own disciples.

Unexpectedly, it ended up back in that kid's hands.

"Huh? The sword in this kid's hand... seems to have some significance."

The branch elder was also a swordsman, and he immediately recognized that the Yao Guang sword in Yan Cangfeng's hand was extraordinary.

"I never expected to have such an unexpected gain on this trip."

"Qianxue, if you personally capture him and present his sword to me, I will help you become an inner disciple of the branch sect..."

Ren Qianxue was overjoyed upon hearing this and bowed to accept the order.

"Yes, disciple will go and fetch the sword for Master immediately."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Ren Qianxue drew her longsword and charged toward Yan Cangfeng.

Yan Zangfeng scoffed, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

His master had long ago said that as long as he cultivated the Taiyi Pure Yuan Gong to the fourth level, he would be able to avenge his great enemy.

He is now at the fourth level, with a solid foundation. In terms of martial arts true energy, he is no weaker than a master at the fifth level.

Ren Qianxue was known as a genius, but in his eyes at this moment, she was nothing but a hollow reputation.

However, Yan Zangfeng did not use his trump card right away. He suppressed his strength to the fourth level and fought fiercely with Ren Qianxue.

It wasn't that Yan Zangfeng was deliberately making things difficult out of boredom, but rather that he wanted to find out the details of the Ren family's swordsmanship through his battle with Ren Qianxue.

After all, the master of Hidden Sword Manor, Ren Jianhao, is a fifth-level expert. If we can know ourselves and our enemy, there will naturally be fewer unexpected events.

The two fought back and forth in the courtyard, locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle.

The artificial hill and flowers in the yard were completely destroyed.

Ren Qianxing frowned involuntarily as he watched this scene.

Although Yan Zangfeng appeared to be struggling, he always felt that this young man was extraordinary.

And so, the two sides exchanged over a hundred moves.

Yan Zangfeng suddenly opened a gap and was slashed in the chest by Ren Qianxue's sword, leaving a shallow sword mark.

He immediately turned and retreated, creating distance.

His forehead was already covered in sweat, and his face was pale.

Ren Qianxue was also a little out of breath, but her eyes were full of smugness.

She didn't chase after him, but stood still, pointing her sword at Yan Zangfeng, and said:

"You dare come to my Hidden Sword Manor seeking death? Well, that'll be yours..."

With that, he lightly tapped his foot, his figure covering a distance of more than ten zhang, and charged towards Yan Cangfeng.

Just as she was about to kill the boy, she saw the strained expression on Yan Zangfeng's face vanish instantly, and his weak appearance disappeared, replaced by a cruel smile.

"not good..."

"Chiyuki, retreat..."

"Stop, kid..."

Ren Jianhao and the other two spoke almost in unison.

But it was too late.

Yan Cangfeng's Yaoguang Sword transformed into a ray of starlight, and his figure flashed into existence, his speed much faster than before.

"bite..."

A piercing sound rang out, and he had already passed Ren Qianxue, standing back to back.

Ren Qianxue stood frozen in place, the spiritual weapon in her hand breaking into two pieces.

"puff..."

The sound of blood spurting out rang out, and Ren Qianxue's slender, snow-white neck was severed in two by a sword. Her head tilted to the side and rolled to the ground.

Those eyes, which had not yet lost their color, still carried a hint of bewilderment.