The Reversal of Heaven Begins with The Smiling, Proud Wanderer

Lin Zhennan strained to straighten his battered back, blood still lingering at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes burned like embers as he stared intently at Yu Canghai, his hoarse voice filled with grief, indignation, and accusation:

"Yu Canghai! Your Qingcheng Sect prides itself on being a righteous and prestigious sect, yet in order to seize the ancestral heirloom of my Lin family, you have resorted to such despicable acts as annihilation, kidnapping, and torture!"

"Aren't you...aren't you afraid of divine retribution?!"

Yu Canghai didn't even lift his eyelids, as if listening to the wailing of ants, his voice cold and devoid of any emotion: "A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime. Lin Zhennan, blame your Lin family for not being able to hold onto this blessing."

"Hand over the 'Evil-Repelling Sword Manual,' and I will grant you and your husband a quick death, sparing you from this torment."

"Pah! You scoundrel! Don't even think about it!"

Madam Wang suddenly raised her head. Despite being extremely weak, her eyes flashed with astonishing hatred and determination. She spat a mouthful of bloody saliva in Yu Canghai's direction, but unfortunately, she was too weak and the saliva only fell to the ground.

"Hmph! You ungrateful old hag!"

Enraged, Yu Renhao's face contorted with rage. He stepped forward, raised his foot, clad in a hard-soled boot, and grinned as he prepared to kick Madam Wang hard in the chest.

Just as the sole of the boot was about to touch Madam Wang's body!

"call out--!!!"

An inconspicuous pebble, carrying a sharp gust of wind, struck Yu Renhao's raised ankle with perfect accuracy.

"Crack!"

The sickening sound of bones cracking rang out clearly.

"Ahhhhh!!! My foot!!"

Yu Renhao let out a pig-like scream as excruciating pain overwhelmed him. He lost his balance and fell backward like a felled tree stump, clutching his twisted ankle and rolling around on the ground in agony.

"Who?"

Yu Canghai, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, suddenly opened his eyes and stood up.

Two cold, almost tangible beams of light shot towards the broken window from which the stones originated.

A terrifying aura belonging to a top expert suddenly erupted, filling the entire dilapidated temple.

"Boom!!!"

At the same time, the half-rotten temple door exploded as if struck by a battering ram.

Countless wood chips and fragments shot towards the people inside the temple like sharp arrows.

Amidst the flying sawdust and billowing dust, a figure suddenly burst in like lightning carrying the winds of hell.

It moved so fast that it left only a blurry afterimage on everyone's retinas.

It was Lin Mu!

He gripped the goose-feather knife that originally belonged to Uncle Tian tightly in his hand.

The long sword was drawn, its cold blade reflecting a chilling light in the dim light, and a fierce killing intent swept across the entire scene like a tidal wave!

"Who are you, you cowardly rat, daring to come and die?!"

Hou Renying, Hong Renxiong, and Luo Renjie reacted extremely quickly. With a sharp shout, their three longswords were instantly drawn, their blades flashing and carrying the unique sharpness and speed of the "Pine Breeze Sword Technique." Like three venomous snakes, they attacked Lin Mu's vital points from different angles.

The wind from the sword surged, stirring up dust from the ground.

"Young man, don't be so arrogant! Daring to interfere in the affairs of my Qingcheng Sect is asking for trouble!"

Yu Canghai stared at Lin Mu with a gloomy look in his eyes, but did not make a move immediately, seemingly trying to figure out the newcomer's tactics.

The lower-ranking disciples around them also drew their weapons and gathered around nervously.

Faced with the three's fierce combined sword attack, Lin Mu's footwork suddenly became mysterious and unpredictable, and his figure swayed slightly like a ghost.

Phoenix Dance in Six Illusions!

In an instant, as Yu Canghai's pupils suddenly contracted and the four beauties of Qingcheng looked on in utter horror, Lin Mu's figure seemed to undergo a bizarre split while moving at high speed.

Two phantom figures of "Lin Mu," each wielding a goose-feather saber, exuding a sharp aura, and moving in almost identical unison, appeared out of thin air simultaneously in two different locations within the temple.

One was to the left of the statue, its blade pointing directly at Hong Renxiong; the other appeared behind Luo Renjie, its blade gleaming coldly!

It's all a mix of truth and deception, hard to tell the real from the fake!

The realistic killing intent and the strong wind generated by the high-speed movement made everyone present feel their scalp tingle instantly!

The originally tight three-person sword formation was instantly torn to pieces the moment this incredible phantom clone appeared.

Hou Renying's sword, aimed at Lin Mu, pierced right through the afterimage.

Chapter 6: Pine Breeze Sword Technique

"What...what kind of sorcery is this?!"

Hong Renying cried out in alarm, her mind reeling, and her sword thrust towards the phantom on her left momentarily faltered.

"Watch out! It's an extremely sophisticated illusion technique!"

Yu Canghai gave a stern warning, his voice carrying a hint of surprise that he himself was unaware of.

He had roamed the martial arts world for many years and had never seen such a strange and swift movement technique.

However, the warning came too late!

Just as the three men's sword strikes missed and their minds were stunned by the illusion!

One of the "phantoms" located to the side and in front of Hong Renying suddenly solidified.

Lin Mu's true form appeared without warning beside Hou Renying, who was slow to move due to shock, like a ghost tearing through space.

The goose-feather saber in his hand transformed into a deadly arc of light, slicing across Hou Renying's unsuspecting throat without a trace of smoke or fire.

"Pfft——!"

The cold blade sliced ​​through flesh and bone without resistance, producing a chilling soft sound and sending up a spray of hot, glistening blood.

Hou Renying's eyes bulged out instantly, filled with boundless fear and disbelief, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

He futilely clutched his throat, which was gushing blood, making a hoarse sound. His body, like a snake with its bones removed, slumped softly to the ground, twitched a few times, and then fell silent.

"Big Brother!!"

Upon witnessing this scene, Luo Renjie was overcome with grief and indignation, his pupils turning blood red.

He roared wildly, disregarding everything, raised his longsword, poured all his inner strength into it, and frantically stabbed at Lin Mu's back.

Just as the sword tip was about to reach his body, Lin Mu swung his sword out with a backhand motion.

On the blade, pure Yang energy surged and gushed forth, instantly unleashing a condensed, scorching, pale golden blade aura that detached from the blade.

“Sizzle——!!!”

The blade's energy, like a hot knife cutting through butter, effortlessly cleaved Luo Renjie and his sword in two, from the center of his head to his crotch.

Scalding hot entrails and blood gushed out like a waterfall, staining the broken statue base beside it crimson.

"the second!"

Lin Mu's icy voice, like a pronouncement from the deepest hell, echoed in the blood-soaked temple.

His figure didn't pause at all, and then became blurry again.

Amidst the flickering afterimages of the Phoenix Dance Six Illusions, his true form appeared as if by teleportation before Hong Renxiong, who had just been startled by the illusions and was still unsettled.

Hong Renxiong was utterly terrified!

"Ahhh! Don't come here!"

He let out a strange cry that was not human, and completely gave up resisting. He threw the long sword in his hand at Lin Mu like a fire poker, and then scrambled away towards Yu Canghai!

Lin Mu chuckled and, facing the flying sword, casually flicked his long saber, the tip of which precisely struck the least stressed part of the sword's spine.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, the longsword was easily deflected by a skillful force, flying out diagonally and embedding itself deeply into the mud bricks of the temple wall with a "thud," still humming and vibrating on its own.

Lin Mu's figure, like a leech clinging to a bone, caught up with Hong Renxiong at a speed far exceeding Hong Renxiong's escape speed.

"Destroying flowers and breaking willows!"

Lin Mu gave a low shout in his heart and swept his long sword horizontally.

"puff--!"

The blade sliced ​​into Hung Jen-hsiung's lower back without any resistance.

Hong Renxiong's body, which was running wildly, was suddenly severed in the middle.

His upper body flew out with a look of utter horror on his face, while his lower body took two more steps forward before crashing to the ground!

In the blink of an eye, three of the infamous Four Heroes of Qingcheng were gone.

Inside the temple, severed limbs and blood flowed like rivers, resembling a scene of carnage.

The entire battle unfolded swiftly and rapidly, so fast that it was almost impossible to keep up.

At this moment, only Yu Renhao, who had lost a leg and was lying on the ground groaning, and Yu Canghai, whose face was ashen and whose hand holding the sword was trembling like a leaf in the wind, remained in the temple.

"Wild...Wild Wind Blade Technique?!"

Yu Canghai stared intently at the goose-feather saber in Lin Mu's hand and his ghostly movements, his eyes filled with surprise, anger, and a hint of disbelief.

"You...you are Tian Boguang, the Lone Wanderer?!"

Although he had never seen Tian Boguang's true face before, he had heard of the scattered moves of the "Wild Wind Saber Technique" and its swift and unpredictable style.

In addition, Lin Mu's current movement speed was unbelievably fast, and his age seemed similar to that of the rumored Tian Boguang, which is why he was mistaken for him.

After all, there are very few masters in the martial arts world who can wield a knife so quickly.

Lin Mu flicked the blood off his blade, the cold edge pointing at Yu Canghai, and said solemnly, "Wrong, I am Li Feiyu, please, Sect Leader Yu, accept your death!"

"Li Feiyu? You bastard!"

At this moment, Yu Canghai was already shocked by Lin Mu's ruthless style and swordsmanship. Seeing the disciples outside rushing into the dilapidated temple, he immediately called out:

"Go! Go! Kill this bastard!"

After a brief moment of astonishment, the dozen or so Qingcheng Sect disciples present charged towards Lin Mu.

Before the people in front could even get close, the sharp blade energy from the longsword instantly burst forth, slicing off their heads cleanly.

Even if someone tries to sneak up behind him, Lin Mu quickly catches them, turns around, and finishes them off with a single strike.

To Lin Mu, the actions of these Qingcheng Sect disciples were as comical as a slow-motion movie.

Often, just as they raised their swords, Lin Mu had already swung seven or eight times.

These Qingcheng Sect disciples were merely second- or third-rate martial artists. In terms of cultivation level, Lin Mu surpassed them, and in terms of physique, Lin Mu completely overwhelmed them.

The key is that Lin Mu is fast enough.

Just like the Fire Cloud Evil God said, of all martial arts in the world, none are invincible except for speed!

For Lin Mu, killing them was no different from killing a chicken that was standing still.

In less than five seconds, all the Qingcheng Sect disciples who rushed in were killed by Lin Mu.

"Bastard!"

Yu Canghai's hair and beard bristled, his eyes flashing with a ferocious light as he looked to devour his prey. He let out a sharp howl like a wounded wild beast.

Its small stature belies an astonishing aura.

“Clang!”

A clear, melodious sword cry, like the roar of a dragon, suddenly rang out.

He drew his ancient, pine-patterned sword from his waist with a fierce motion.

The sword, like a pool of autumn water, drew a cold arc of light in the dimly lit temple!

The sudden flash of sword light seemed to stir up the silent atmosphere inside the temple!

It is the Qingcheng Sect's most treasured and ultimate martial art—the Pine Breeze Sword Technique!

At this moment, the sect leader Yu Canghai unleashed his full power in anger, and its might was far superior to that of the "Four Heroes of Qingcheng" who were merely nominal.

The moment he made his move, his sword energy surged and swept across the land, chilling to the bone.

Several sword beams, condensed to the point of being tangible and exuding a deadly chill, suddenly struck like venomous snakes lurking in the shadows of a pine forest. Their angles were extremely tricky and ruthless, and they carried a piercing shriek that seemed to tear everything apart, aiming directly at the vital acupoints on Lin Mu's body.