Chapter Twenty: Mr. Mo Da

  "We demonic sects don't do such things either. Linghu brothers, you can leave now, the Songshan Sect likes to do this kind of thing, let them handle it."

  As soon as Linghu Cong's words fell, the elder of the "Sun Moon Divine Sect", Qu Yang, smiled slightly and said a sentence in a proud tone. Then he slightly cupped his fists and bowed to thank Linghu Cong.

  "I'm not going anywhere. Da Songyang, the great hero of the Jianghu, is a renowned figure in the world of martial arts, and one of the top heroes of the Songshan Sect. He's just trying to scare the young girl with a few words, how could he possibly do something so shameless? Master Fei is not that kind of person."

  The elder Qu Yang of the "Sun Moon Divine Sect" spoke out to advise, Linghu Cong burst into a loud laugh and said something in a bold and refreshing tone. Then he folded his arms across his chest, leaned back against the trunk of a pine tree, as if resting quietly.

  "You think that by using your words to intimidate me, you can force me to spare these three evil people? Ha ha, how truly foolish. Since you have already joined the demonic sect, whether Fei kills three people or four is all the same."

  Linghu Cong's words were indeed provocative, but how could he know that the "Songshan Sect" was determined to dominate the martial arts world? Only Fei Bin, the "Great Songyang Hand", saw a chill in his eyes, and suddenly a killing intent arose, taking a step forward, sneering and smiling.

  "Fei Shu, you want to kill me too and silence me, is that right?"

  Feng Biao's eyes revealed a murderous intent, his expression twisted and evil. Linghu Chong couldn't help but feel a shock, and he secretly thought of a plan to extricate himself from the situation, while his face remained calm and composed as he spoke.

  "You're absolutely right about this."

  As Linghu Cong asked, "Dashing Monk" Fei Bin's expression became increasingly sinister. As he spoke, he took another step forward. Just then, a young nun suddenly appeared from behind the rocks.

  "Master Fei, the sea of bitterness is boundless, but turning back is the shore. You now only have a mind to do bad things, but you haven't actually done them yet. It's not too late to pull your horse back from the cliff."

  Only to see a figure emerge, with hands clasped together, paying respects. It was a young nun, Luo Zhan looked closely, it wasn't the "Hengshan Sect" Yilun small nun, who could it be?

  Just before, Linghu Cong had instructed her to hide behind the mountain rocks and under no circumstances let anyone see her. However, seeing Linghu Cong in a precarious situation, she didn't have time to think much and still appeared, wanting to use kind words to persuade Fei Bin to give up.

  "Are you from Hengshan Sect? Why are you sneaking around here?"

  What appeared before them was a young nun, and Fei Bin was also shocked. He really didn't expect that in this deep mountain and old forest, there would be so many people hidden. At this point, he calmed down and shouted.

  "I... I..."

  Yi Lin heard that "Dashi Yangshou" Fei Bin asked, her face immediately turned red, stuttering in her mouth, for a while, she didn't know how to answer.

  "Yi Lin sister, I had guessed that you and Ling Hu brother were together. You really healed his wounds, but unfortunately... unfortunately we are all going to die."

  Qu Fei Yan was struck by the acupoint and fell to the ground, unable to move. However, he called out in a loud voice, apparently having known Linghu Cong and Yilin for some time.

  "It can't be, Fei Shu is a renowned hero in the martial arts world, how could he really harm someone who's severely injured and a little girl like you?"

  Upon hearing the words of Qi Fei's sighs and regrets, Yilin, the female nun, shook her head and comforted her in a disapproving tone.

  "Hmm... Is he really a great hero, a mighty warrior?"

  Ji Yu Yilin still had a kind and innocent face, not understanding the ways of the world. Qu Feiyan turned her head to look at "Daxiong Yangshou" Fei Bin, sneering coldly, clearly not agreeing with what Yilin said.

  "Songshan Sect is the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, the leader of the chivalrous way in Jianghu, no matter what they do, they naturally put chivalry first."

  Yi Lin hastily explained the position and reputation of the Songshan School in the Jianghu righteous path, but her few words, although spoken with good intentions, sounded like sarcastic remarks to Fei Bin's ears.

  "One misstep, two failures. Today, if we let a single prisoner escape, my reputation will be tarnished from now on. Although the ones being killed are evil cult members, slaughtering and injuring captives is not what heroes and chivalrous men do, it will inevitably make people look down on us."

  At this moment, "Dà Sōng Yáng Shǒu" Fei Bin suddenly let out a cold laugh and immediately raised his long sword, pointing at Yi Lin: "You are neither seriously injured nor a weak little girl who can't move, I will kill you anyway!"

  "I... I... me? Why do you want to kill me?"

  Jian Zhengdao Wuyue Mengyou "Songshan Sect" Fei Bin, raised his sword and pointed at her, Yi Lin was shocked, took a few steps back, and asked in a trembling voice, apparently not understanding why Fei Bin, also a righteous sect member, had such a murderous intention.

  "You and the demonic cult's witch have been colluding with each other, calling each other sisters, and you've already become one of them. Naturally, I won't let you off."

  Yi Lin trembled with fear as she heard the words, "Dai Song Yang Shou" Fei Bin sneered and took a step forward, raising his sword to stab Yi Lin.

  "Quickly go and ask your master to come and save me."

  Linghu Cong hastily snatched it over, blocking in front of Yilin, and urgently called out. Linghu Cong knew that distant water could not extinguish the nearby fire, so he wanted Yilin to go seek reinforcements, merely sending her away to escape with her life.

  Linghu Chong saw that Fei Bin's long sword was flashing, the tip of the sword attacking his right side. Linghu Chong dodged to the side and avoided it hastily. Fei Bin launched a flurry of three consecutive swords, attacking him with great ferocity, teasing him greatly.

  "Lang Hu big brother, you are injured, quickly retreat."

  Seeing Linghu Cong in danger, Yilin was greatly alarmed and quickly drew out the short sword from her waist and stabbed it towards Fei Bin's shoulder, shouting loudly.

  "The little nun has become infatuated, seeing a handsome young man, she'd even give up her own life."

  Jian De Yi Lin returned, Fei Bin burst out laughing and said a sentence with a light tone, swinging his sword to slash. With a "ding" sound, the two swords clashed. The short sword in Yi Lin's hand flew out of her grasp instantly. Immediately afterwards, Fei Bin's long sword pointed at Yi Lin's heart with great killing intent.

  Fei Bin saw that there were five people who wanted to kill him, although each of them had little resistance, but the night was long and dreams were many, as long as one escaped, there would be endless troubles, so he took action and killed. Linghu Chong rushed up and inserted his left hand's two fingers into Fei Bin's eye sockets.

  Fei Bin's feet touched the ground, and he jumped back, his long sword trailing behind him. As he did so, he took advantage of the momentum to slash at Linghu Chong's left arm, leaving a long gash. Linghu Chong fought with a desperate determination, exchanging blows with Fei Bin in a life-or-death struggle. Although he managed to force Fei Bin back and save Yilin from her predicament, he was now gasping for breath, his body swaying unsteadily.

  "Let him kill us together!"

  Linghu Cong's body swayed, and Yilin hurriedly rushed over to support him, choking with sobs, and said with great heartache.

  "You... you go quickly..."

  Hearing Yilin's words, Linghu Chong, who was trying his best to save a life, couldn't help but feel anxious, but unfortunately, his injuries were not yet healed and his energy had been severely depleted, so he could only weakly gasp for breath as he urged her on.

  "Fool, still don't understand her intention, she wants to die with you..."

  Seeing that Linghu Chong still didn't understand Yilin's bitter intention, Qu Feiyan couldn't help but smile and tease him. However, before she could finish her sentence, Fei Bin suddenly thrust out his long sword, directly stabbing at her heart. This sudden scene shocked Qu Yang, Liu Zhengfeng, Linghu Chong, and Yilin, causing all four of them to cry out in surprise.

  "Hmph..."

  "Clang!"

  Suddenly, just as Qu Feiyan was about to fall under the "Dashing Sun Hand" of Fei Bin's sword, a sudden and urgent breaking sound echoed through the air, followed by a swift transmission. The long sword that was thrusting towards Qu Feiyan seemed to have been struck by an object, making a loud "clang" as it was swept away by a powerful force.

  "Who is it? Come out!"

  With a long sword in his right hand, "Dai Song Yang Shou" Fei Bin was shocked in his heart, enduring the severe pain at the hilt of the sword, his face changed greatly as he turned around to look, shouting loudly.

  But it was also unexpected that "Daxiong Yangshou" Fei Bin was not shocked, because just now his long sword was opened with a swing, and Fei Bin didn't even notice what caused it. This kind of mysterious skill is obviously beyond the understanding of "Daxiong Yangshou" Fei Bin.

  "Hmm, hmm, hmm...... Is this what Left Cold Zhen has in mind when he wants to merge the 'Five Mountains Sword Sect'?"

  Immediately, from behind a mountain rock, another figure emerged, and it was Luo Zhan, who had been observing from the side for a long time. Luo Zhan, who walked out from behind the mountain rock, did not directly respond to Fei Bin's words, "Dai Sang Yang Shou".

  Instead, he slightly shook his head and uttered a sentence of surprise. Then, with a slight bow, he looked around and said in a clear voice: "Mr. Mo, since you are here, please preside over justice!"

  As soon as Luo Zhuang finished speaking, just as everyone was hesitating, a few mournful notes of the huqin suddenly entered their ears. The sound of the qin was desolate and seemed to be sighing, yet also seemed to be crying. Following the sound of the qin, it trembled and produced a discontinuous, quivering sound, like small raindrops falling on a solitary leaf.