Chapter 24: Divine Sword Executes Evil

  Not to mention Ling Mu Yun and the Jiangnan Six Freaks were shocked, but even the evil monk was surprised at this moment. He was originally a bandit who roamed the Western Regions, his martial arts skills were not weak, and later he joined the Huo Gong Head's sect and practiced martial arts for over 20 years. His martial arts skills had already obtained six or seven parts of the true transmission from Huo Gong Head, and in the Western Regions, he was a top-notch figure who had been undefeated for many years. Who would have thought that as soon as he left the Western Regions, before even reaching the Central Plains, he would encounter the Jiangnan Six Freaks, a group of tough opponents? The fact that they used unusual door-opening and blade-wielding techniques was one thing, but an old blind man could also use hidden projectiles - this was simply unreasonable!

  However, the evil monk's martial arts skills were superior, and although the Six Freaks of Jiangnan had caused him some trouble, once he became familiar with their tactics, he gained the upper hand. After another brief fight, Ma Wangsheng and Han Baoju were both injured and fell to the ground, leaving only Zhu Cong and Han Xiaoying to fight against the evil monk, their situation becoming increasingly precarious.

  "Brother Ling, this villain is too powerful. Several masters can't defeat him. What to do?" Guo Jing watched as several masters were in a precarious situation, and he was anxious. He himself was seriously injured and couldn't help, so anxious that his tears almost fell.

  "Don't worry, I'm here."

  Ling Yun patted Guo Jing's shoulder, signaling him to relax, and immediately let out a long cry as he drew his sword from its scabbard. His body moved swiftly, like a startled swan, swift as lightning, and a beam of sword light shot towards the center of the battlefield: "You seniors can rest for now, I'll take care of this guy!"

  The six freaks of Jiangnan were already on the verge of collapse, and when they saw Ling Muyun coming to take over, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. They hastily retreated to one side. However, they didn't completely retreat either. They had all personally experienced the ferocity of this evil monk, and although they knew that Ling Muyun's martial arts were extraordinary, they also didn't think that he alone could defeat this wicked monk. Therefore, each of them gripped their weapons tightly, fully focused on the battle situation, waiting for Ling Muyun to show any signs of disadvantage before going up again to assist him.

  The evil monk also heard Ling Muyun's words, and couldn't help but sneer. A young whippersnapper who dares to touch his tiger whiskers? Truly ignorant of life and death. But before he could even finish his thought, a dazzling sword light shot towards his face like a meteor from the sky, its speed and power beyond imagination!

  His face changed color with greed, his body hastily retreated and dodged a sword strike on the Golden Iron Bridge, which was narrow and precarious. At the same time, he slapped out with one palm, switching between offense and defense as smoothly as flowing clouds and water, without any signs of strain, and his speed in responding to changes was truly admirable.

  A loud "Boom" sound, Ling Muyun made a big move with his Fumo Fist and clashed with the evil Arhat in an instant. His body shook like a large bird taking off, and the sword light in his hand swept back, drawing a curved moon-like slash in the air, pointing directly at the back of the evil Arhat's head as he was about to get up.

  The evil monk's palm was ineffective, and he felt a sudden shock in his heart. Immediately afterwards, he felt a chill coming from the back of his neck, and his heart was greatly frightened. He didn't have time to get up, so he rolled over to one side with a loud rumbling sound. His disheveled hair was cut off by the sword light, and it scattered in all directions like black silk threads falling from the sky.

  The ruffian, who had almost been beheaded, got up with a flip, his heart filled with cold air. When he looked at Ling Mu Yun again, his eyes were as if he had seen a ghost. No matter how he looked at Ling Mu Yun, who was only 17 or 18 years old, his speed was as swift as a ghost, and his internal strength was extremely powerful. Even if he used his 20-year-old golden palm in a fierce battle, he couldn't gain any advantage. Where did this evil spirit come from?!

  "Bandit, come and receive another sword from me!"

  Ling Muyun let out a cold laugh, his figure flashing like a gust of wind as he reappeared in front of the evil Arhat. A sword light flashed through the air like lightning, striking towards him. The greedy Arhat only felt a flash of sword light before his eyes, and a thread of icy coldness was already attacking his throat, even his neck skin had sensed a hint of chill.

  The evil monk's face changed drastically, his foot stomped the ground and his body violently retreated backwards, while a pair of iron palms swung out with full force to protect his vital areas. Ling Mu Yun's eyes flashed with a cold light, his body shot forward like a meteor, even faster than the evil monk's retreat, the treasured sword in his hand dancing rapidly making "hissing" sounds, wave after wave of sword energy tearing through the air and pressing down on the evil monk...

  The six freaks of Jiangnan only saw Ling Muyun chasing after the evil Arhat like a shadow, launching a frenzied attack without stopping. They couldn't help but look at each other in shock and horror. Although they had previously vaguely known that Ling Muyun was not simple, they hadn't expected him to be so formidable. The abilities of the evil Arhat were something they had all personally experienced before; even when the brothers joined forces, they still weren't a match for him. Yet now, this formidable figure was being suppressed by Ling Muyun's swift and frenzied sword attacks, forced to retreat repeatedly, and finding it difficult to even counterattack. Just how high had Ling Muyun's martial arts skills reached?!

  Actually, the six freaks of Jiangnan overestimated Ling Muyun. Although Ling Muyun's martial arts skills are not bad, they are only at the same level as Zhi Tan and Greedy. He doesn't have much advantage over Zhi Tan. The reason he can show such overwhelming superiority in their battle is that he has already figured out Zhi Tan's biggest weakness, which is speed.

  Because they didn't study the orthodox internal skill, most of the Diamond Sect disciples knew very little about the method of circulating energy and lightening the body. The evil Arhat was no exception. This resulted in the evil Arhat's martial arts being extremely fierce and powerful, but having a flaw in terms of agility and movement. This also meant that his speed was slightly slower than that of an expert who had cultivated both internal and external skills. If he were to face an opponent who didn't rely on speed, it wouldn't be too bad, and a slight slowness in changing postures could be overlooked. However, when facing someone like Ling Yun who excelled at speed, his weakness was completely exposed.

  Ling Muyun was able to see through the weakness of Evil Luohan by observing his fight with Jiangnan Six Freaks, which is why he confidently let them retreat and went on to fight Evil Luohan alone. The powerful palm force that Evil Luohan relied on couldn't gain any advantage over Ling Muyun, whose speed and agility far surpassed his own, naturally rendering him completely under control. After all, no matter how strong one's palm force is, it must hit the target in order to be effective!

  Ling Yun and Ouyang Feng's exchange was extremely swift, with sword lights flashing before their eyes. The two figures revolved around each other, exchanging dozens of moves in an instant. Each move was as fast as lightning, each style was sharp and fierce. If one move or style was slower by a thread, it would be a matter of life and death. Even the onlookers, Jiangnan Six Freaks and Guo Jing, were tense with anxiety, not daring to breathe loudly.

  "Ah!" Just then, a thunderous cry of despair suddenly rang out on the battlefield, causing everyone's ears to ring.

  Jiangnan Six Freaks and Guo Jing both felt a sudden jolt in their hearts, focusing their attention to see that the two figures who were originally fighting fiercely had now separated. Linghu Chong let out a gentle breath, shaking off the blood on his sword, then sheathed it and wiped away the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, revealing an expression of relief washing over him.

  On the other side, the evil rogue covered his neck and retreated a few steps, his eyes filled with despair and incredulity. His body swayed, and he crashed to the ground with a loud thud. Fresh blood flowed from between his fingers, dripping onto the ground, staining it crimson red.

  The six freaks of Jiangnan looked at Ling Muyun, then looked at the evil Luohan Zhi Tan who had fallen to the ground, and were shocked into silence for a long time. The shock that Ling Muyun gave them was really too great, although before this battle it could already be seen that Ling Muyun's chances of winning against the evil Luohan Zhi Tan were extremely high, but when the evil Luohan truly fell under Ling Muyun's sword, the six freaks of Jiangnan still felt an unspeakable shock in their hearts.

  The Six Freaks of Jiangnan realized that they had only truly understood Linghu Chong until now. In the past, in their eyes, Linghu Chong was at most an outstanding junior, but seeing a master like Yilin fall under his sword, they finally knew that Linghu Chong was not just a simple junior, but a top-notch master of the Jianghu!

  Ling Muyun didn't notice the shock of Jiangnan Liu Guai, let out a breath, and walked up to the body of E Luo Han Zhi Tan. He bent down to start searching E Luo Han's body, wanting to see if there was anything valuable on him. After all, this fight had happened suddenly and inexplicably, and they didn't even know their opponent's name, yet it had already resulted in life and death.

  After a search, Ling Muyun found some gold and silver, a portrait, and two small porcelain bottles on the body of the greedy Evil Arhat. The gold and silver naturally wouldn't catch his eye, but the portrait and the two small porcelain bottles sparked some interest in him.

  Ling Muyun first looked at the portrait, discovering that it depicted a young man who seemed to be not very old, with a fairly good appearance. For some reason, he always felt that the person in the portrait was somewhat familiar, vaguely seeming to have an impression, but couldn't quite recall where he had seen this person before. He didn't know that the painting actually depicted himself. It was E Luo Han who had specifically found a painter to create it based on the description of the person he had captured and interrogated, in order to identify Ling Muyun's identity. However, since the painting wasn't a photograph, it couldn't be exactly the same as the real person, which is why Ling Muyun felt a sense of familiarity but couldn't quite place who it was.

  Ling Muyun couldn't think of a clue, so he simply stopped thinking about it. He put down his brush and looked at the three porcelain bottles again. He found that two of them were used to hold medicine, one of which was just a common wound-healing medicine often carried by people in the jianghu, nothing special about it. However, another bottle made Ling Muyun's heart skip a beat, because on the label stuck to it were the words "Hei Yu Duan Xu Gao" (Black Jade Reconnecting Ointment).

  "Hei Yu Duan Xu Gao?" Ling Mu Yun's eyes suddenly lit up, "Could it be the legendary bone-healing spiritual medicine secretly passed down by the Western Regions' Golden Vajra Sect? If that's really the case, then this confusing battle wasn't fought in vain!"

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