Chapter 189: Zuo Lengchan

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

the Songshan Sect's gatekeeper disciple shouted upon seeing Ye Xiu and his companions. A flicker of amazement flashed across the gatekeeper's eyes upon seeing Ye Xiu and his companions.

The man was incredibly handsome, a beauty none of them had ever seen. The two women beside him were equally stunning, rarely seen in the world.

While Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue were both incredibly beautiful women, they could easily captivate anyone's heart.

However, Ye Xiu, Dongfang Bubai, and Yaoyue all looked different than ordinary people. Therefore, the Songshan Sect's gatekeeper disciple had a degree of common sense and didn't react in a rude manner. While questioning Ye Xiu and his companions, he couldn't help but glance at Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue a few times.

While guarding the gates daily might seem like a drudgery,

becoming a gatekeeper isn't exactly easy.

First and foremost, a gatekeeper must possess the necessary skills—even if not exceptional, they must be at least moderate.

Another point is that the gatekeeper disciple must have good eyesight and be able to tell whether the person who comes to the door is easy to provoke.

Finally, he must have a certain mentality and determination. For example, when encountering outstanding people like Ye Xiu, he cannot behave too badly, otherwise it will affect other people's impression of Songshan Sect.

Therefore, this gatekeeper disciple is actually considered a very good disciple within Songshan Sect.

Looking at the gatekeeper disciple of Songshan Sect, Ye Xiu raised the sword in his hand, grasped the hilt with his right hand, and with a clang, the long sword was unsheathed.

Although Ye Xiu did not reply, the meaning was already very clear. Ye Xiu was here to cause trouble for Songshan Sect.

"How dare you draw your sword in front of the Songshan Sect!" The gatekeeper disciple's face showed anger. Ye Xiu drew his sword in front of him, which was undoubtedly a provocation to Songshan Sect. Since the Songshan Sect's founding, only the Sun Moon Sect had attacked its main gate once before. That was when Ren Woxing and his men attacked the Songshan Sect, just as it had just become the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sects. It had been a dozen years since then, so Ye Xiu's sudden attack naturally angered the gatekeeper disciple.

He drew his sword and unleashed the Songshan sword technique, wielding a standard Songshan sword, significantly wider than a typical longsword.

Swoosh—

Ye Xiu met the gatekeeper's attack with a simple swing of his sword, and in the next moment, it had slashed through the gatekeeper's throat.

The speed was so great that no one, save Yao Yue and Dongfang Bubai, standing behind Ye Xiu, could see the precise movement of Ye Xiu's sword.

Yao Yue and Dongfang Bubai, watching Ye Xiu's sword strike, couldn't help but express a certain amount of amazement.

Even though Ye Xiu's previous strike had been a casual one, hardly even a sword technique, it was a casual one. But Ye Xiu had already perfected the Huashan Swordsmanship, even mastering the Thirteen Deadly Swords. With this foundation, even a casual strike from Ye Xiu was incredibly impressive, imbued with a mystical power that was difficult for ordinary people to grasp.

Just a few strikes, even including the questions from the Songshan Sect's gatekeeper disciple, took only a few seconds, and no one in the gatekeeper's area was left standing.

Looking at the fallen Songshan Sect disciple, his sword's edge stained with blood, Ye Xiu swung his sword, the blood splattering onto the ground, and the blade regained its shine, free of any trace of color.

This wasn't Ye Xiu's first time killing someone, but this time, Ye Xiu felt a subtle, heavy, and tense mood.

His previous visit to the Qingcheng Sect, despite the sect's annihilation, had barely killed anyone. He had simply injured the disciples, rendering them defenseless, and ultimately leaving them to Lin Pingzhi.

But this time, the Songshan Sect's annihilation required his personal action.

The thought of countless disciples from the Songshan Sect dying at his hands inevitably stirred Ye Xiu's emotions.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Xiu suppressed his inner turmoil and then headed towards the Songshan Sect.

Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue, standing behind Ye Xiu, observed his actions without saying a word or intervening. They simply watched.

Killing people was a normal, common occurrence in the martial arts world, and Ye Xiu would have to face it sooner or later. It would be better to let Ye Xiu do it himself, to hone his character. After all

, in their opinion, even if Ye Xiu had the power of a diary, he could easily acquire strength, but character was something that could not be bestowed by a diary; it required Ye Xiu's own experience and personal development.

"How dare you intrude into our Songshan Sect!"

Ye Xiu was spotted not long after entering the sect. The way he held his sword unsheathed, one-handed, made it clear he was looking for trouble.

So, the Songshan disciples began their attack, attempting to capture Ye Xiu and interrogate him thoroughly.

However, facing so many Songshan disciples, Ye Xiu had only one option: draw his sword.

The longsword in Ye Xiu's hand flashed with a cold light, and blood continuously bloomed on the blade, a scene of extraordinary poignant beauty.

Songshan disciples continued to fall, and finally, the elders, or rather, the higher-ups, of the Songshan Sect were alarmed.

"Who are you? How dare you cause trouble in our Songshan Sect?" Le

Hou, who had previously hired a killer, stepped forward.

But when Le Hou saw Ye Xiu, his pupils

suddenly constricted. The other Songshan disciples might not have recognized Ye Xiu, but Le Hou recognized him instantly.

He had recently gone to Ji Wuli with Ye Xiu's portrait, so when Ye Xiu appeared, he immediately recognized him: "You are Ye Xiu from the Huashan Sect!"

Seeing Le Hou, Ye Xiu knew that a prominent figure from the Songshan Sect had finally appeared.

"I don't understand why you've returned to Songshan, but since you've dared to attack a Songshan disciple, you'll pay the price. I'll capture you and then confront Yue Buqun to ask why he ordered his disciples to do such a thing." Le Hou declared, not allowing Ye Xiu to strike first.

He immediately launched both hands at Ye Xiu. Clearly, Le Hou was extremely cautious. Even facing a Huashan disciple of Ye Xiu's rank, while he didn't use his full strength, he treated him with considerable care.

His first move was his signature Yang Hand technique. The power of his two palms, one yin and one yang, was immensely powerful. Even a ninth-level Xiantian master wouldn't dare take Le Hou's blow lightly. However, Le Hou

was facing Ye Xiu.

Though Ye Xiu lacked combat experience, his strength far surpassed Le Hou's. His cultivation level also far surpassed Le Hou's.

Facing Le Hou, Ye Xiu finally moved beyond casual strikes and, this time, fully engaged his swordsmanship.

Swoosh—

the first of the Thirteen Deadly Swords had been unleashed. Each strike was more brutal and powerful than the last.

Although this was only the first move of the Thirteen Deadly Swords, the technique was still incredibly brutal, aiming for the opponent's vital points. It was a true killing move.

It could be said that the Thirteen Deadly Swords were a purely lethal sword technique, suited only for the purpose of killing. Anything like a sparring match would restrict the Thirteen Deadly Swords' use, completely hindering their full potential.

Fortunately, Ye Xiu faced Le Hou, a foe he needed to kill, not a sparring partner. Therefore, Ye Xiu had nothing to fear.

Le Hou had never underestimated Ye Xiu and immediately unleashed his signature Yin-Yang Hand.

However, facing Ye Xiu's strike, Le Hou couldn't help but feel a surge of despair. He practically watched as Ye Xiu's longsword pierced the air at breakneck speed, hurtling towards his throat.

"Ah!!!!" Faced with this desperate situation, Le Hou roared, his inner Qi erupting. His cultivation, already at the eighth level of the Innate Realm, unexpectedly broke through, reaching the ninth level.

However, even with this breakthrough, Le Hou's expression remained grim. He found that even his ninth-level Xiantian cultivation couldn't break free from this predicament. He seemed to be unable to do anything but watch helplessly as Ye Xiu's sword continued to pierce him, drawing ever closer.

With a puff—

a blood-red flower blossomed once more.

Le Hou stretched out his palms, attempting to strike Ye Xiu, but his hands were still about twenty centimeters away. Even this distance was an insurmountable barrier for him.

Ye Xiu easily retracted his sword, and Le Hou's body bent its legs, kneeling before Ye Xiu. Then, with a thud, it collapsed to the ground, completely silent.

"Master Le Hou is dead!"

"He killed Master Le Hou?"

"No, how could that be possible?"

The Songshan disciples who were watching watched Le Hou die at Ye Xiu's hands, even with a single blow from Ye Xiu.

The Songshan disciples were stunned, shocked, and even horrified.

Someone couldn't help but yell.

Seeing the panicked Songshan disciples, Ye Xiu lost interest in slaughtering them. These disciples hadn't even reached the Xiantian realm. Even though Ye Xiu had little combat experience, facing a group of Songshan disciples who posed no threat to him, Ye Xiu no longer had the desire to attack them.

Of course, Ye Xiu also knew that at the foot of Songshan Mountain, and even outside the Songshan Sect, countless followers of the Sun and Moon Divine Sword had surrounded the Songshan Sect.

Even if Ye Xiu didn't take action himself, these Songshan disciples would eventually die at the hands of the Sun and Moon Divine Sword followers.

Therefore, Ye Xiu didn't bother to continue the slaughter and commit more crimes.

Ye Xiu's goal at this moment was to eliminate the Thirteen Guardians of Songshan, plus the Songshan Sect's leader, Zuo Lengchan.

Le Hou's death caused many Songshan disciples to cry out in shock, and finally alerted other high-ranking officials of the Songshan Sect.

Finally, Zuo Lengchan, Nine-Bend Sword Master Zhong Zhen, Zhao Sihai, and other high-ranking members of the Songshan Sect quickly emerged. Upon seeing Le Hou's body, their expressions darkened, and their gazes toward Ye Xiu gleamed with murderous intent.

Seeing Ye Xiu, despite his youth, already possess the strength to kill Le Hou, instilled fear in Zuo Lengchan and the others.

"Ye Xiu of the Huashan Sect?" Zuo Lengchan narrowed his eyes at Ye Xiu.

Ye Xiu remained calm as he looked at Zuo Lengchan and the others, raising his sword once again, the tip pointing towards Zuo Lengchan.

"Okay, okay, okay! I didn't expect such a remarkable person to exist among the Huashan Sect disciples. However, you shouldn't have come to Songshan!" Zuo Lengchan said grimly. Without hesitation or reserve, he struck out, wielding a heavy sword, two inches wider and two inches longer than an ordinary sword, and slashing towards Ye Xiu.

This single strike evoked the feeling of a massive army charging into battle.

Zuo Lengchan was a formidable figure, having already reached the Grandmaster realm. His swordsmanship was also remarkable. He had edited, revised, and reorganized all of the Songshan School's sword techniques, effectively reorganizing them into a single unified whole. It could be said that he knew the Songshan School's swordsmanship so well that even the founder of the Songshan School could not surpass Zuo Lengchan's level of skill.

Therefore, even Ye Xiu had to approach

Zuo Lengchan's strike with caution. Facing Zuo Lengchan's attack, Ye Xiu unleashed his Thirteen Deadly Swords, each one swifter and more ruthless than the last.

Ding, ding, ding—

the two swords clashed repeatedly, emitting crisp, resonant sounds.

Ye Xiu discovered that Zuo Lengchan's strength was truly remarkable. Despite his sweeping and powerful swordsmanship, his subtleties remained undiminished. It could be argued that his Songshan swordsmanship alone was already a step above the other four swordsmen of the Five Mountains Sword Sect.

While Zuo Lengchan's skill was somewhat inferior to Ji Wuli, whom Ye Xiu had previously killed under the command of the Tianshan Child-Father, it was not significantly inferior.

Ye Xiu and Zuo Lengchan found the exchange incredibly exhilarating.

Zuo Lengchan, however, was even more astonished after his encounter with Ye Xiu.

He hadn't expected Ye Xiu's strength to be so immense. Every time their swords clashed and their energies clashed, Zuo Lengchan's wrists would go numb from the pressure of Ye Xiu's energies.

Ye Xiu's swordsmanship was fierce and brutal, yet also exquisitely refined, surpassing even his Songshan swordsmanship.

It was only because Ye Xiu seemed inexperienced that Zuo Lengchan was able to temporarily hold him off and remain undefeated.

However, Zuo Lengchan knew that if he continued this way, he would eventually be overwhelmed by Ye Xiu's energies, or perhaps defeated by Ye Xiu's gradual accumulation of experience.

Ye Xiu, a mere disciple of Yue Buqun of the Huashan Sect, possessed such immense power. This left Zuo Lengchan deeply resigned.

The Huashan Sect had clearly fallen into decline after the sword-energy dispute, so why did such an outstanding disciple emerge? Could it be that Heaven would not destroy Huashan? Could it be that Heaven would destroy the Songshan Sect?

Zuo Lengchan thought about this, but his mood grew increasingly gloomy. He couldn't drag it on any longer.

The longer he dragged it on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him.

Zuo Lengchan used his rich combat experience to continuously set traps and guide Ye Xiu.

Under Zuo Lengchan's guidance, Ye Xiu struck Zuo Lengchan's wrist, knocking the sword out of his hand. After

Ye Xiu knocked Zuo Lengchan's sword away, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. After all, Zuo Lengchan had always fought Ye Xiu with a sword, which made Ye Xiu subconsciously think that Zuo Lengchan's sword was a threat. By knocking the sword out of his hand, Zuo Lengchan would no longer be a threat.

Unexpectedly, Zuo Lengchan's right wrist was stabbed, and after his sword was knocked away, he didn't retreat but instead advanced, swiftly advancing himself, channeling his icy Qi. With his left hand, brimming with chilling cold, he struck Ye Xiu's chest.

Only then did Ye Xiu realize that Zuo Lengchan was using his vast combat experience to deceive him. As Zuo Lengchan activated his icy Qi and was about to strike him in the chest, Ye Xiu instinctively used his Wind God Kick—

whoosh—

and just as Zuo Lengchan was about to strike him, he quickly retreated, dodging the blow.

Fortunately, Ye Xiu had never used the Wind God Kick since arriving at the Songshan Sect, so Zuo Lengchan had never imagined that Ye Xiu's Qinggong was so exceptional.

Unexpectedly, Ye Xiu's Qinggong was so advanced that Zuo Lengchan's plan naturally failed to take it into account. This forced Ye Xiu to use his Wind God Kick to retreat at the critical moment, avoiding the trap set by Zuo Lengchan at the cost of a stab wound to his right wrist.

Ye Xiu felt a slight chill on his chest and looked down, even seeing a faint trace of icy spots on his clothes.

Ye Xiu had retreated just in time from Zuo Lengchan's attack, only scraping his clothes, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Zuo Lengchan, however, hadn't expected Ye Xiu to possess such a hidden Qinggong skill, and his expression darkened.

He had only set the trap based on Ye Xiu's lack of combat experience. Since this hadn't harmed Ye Xiu, it would be nearly impossible for him to exploit it again.

Furthermore, the stab wound to Zuo Lengchan's right wrist had somewhat impacted his combat effectiveness, making his chances of defeating Ye Xiu even more difficult.

Zuo Lengchan winked at his fellow apprentices nearby, then lunged forward once more, continuing his attack on Ye Xiu.

Ye Xiu, in turn, unleashed his Thirteen Deadly Swords, attacking Zuo Lengchan.

In the instant Ye Xiu and Zuo Lengchan clashed, Zuo Lengchan's fellow apprentices, the remaining Thirteen Guardians of the Songshan Sect, all attacked Ye Xiu.

They unleashed their most powerful tactics, unleashing their most powerful martial arts, practically blocking Ye Xiu's position, attempting to eliminate him with a single blow.

It must be said that Zuo Lengchan and his apprentices were quite coordinated. From beginning to end, they exchanged only a single glance, remaining silent, yet they had already communicated and laid out this deadly plan.

Ye Xiu hadn't anticipated Zuo Lengchan and his group's actions, and was even a little caught off guard.

However, in such a critical situation, even before Ye Xiu could decide what to do, his body instinctively deployed its most powerful defensive measures.

Ye Xiu's hand loosened, and the long sword fell. The next moment, Tai Chi was already unfolding in his hands. An invisible force rose up around him, not only blocking the attacks of everyone, but even using the opponent's force to counter the opponent's force, twisting the force field, and returning the opponent's attack with a small force to move a large force .