"Kill!"
Huangfu Zhan took the initiative to strike, his energy flaring violently.
A single stroke from Yan Renjie startled gods and demons alike, sword-shadows flickering everywhere.
Fast! So fast!
Their movents were a dizzying blur. The re aftershock of their blows sent several onlookers flying, spitting blood.
"Oh, God!"
"Get back!"
"This is terrifying!"
The guests scattered in a panic, scrambling for cover.
Wei Shanhe, fighting with all his might, could barely keep up with their rhythm. The other mbers of the True Martial Association were completely useless. When they rushed over, they only got in the way, and several fell in the blink of an eye.
Huangfu Zhan roared, "Everyone, fall back!"
Wei Shanhe followed with a fierce command of his own, "Go and wipe out Mo Daosheng and his son!"
"Yes, sir!"
His subordinates imdiately changed course, charging toward Mo Daosheng and Mo Zhongyuan.
Mo Daosheng, who had just managed to recover, had his expression change the mont he stood up. He hastily ordered his n to rally.
"Damn it!" Mo Zhongyuan's scalp prickled with fear.
If only I had known Huangfu Zhan would break through to the Innate pinnacle, I never would have co in person!
He watched as his n were relentlessly driven back. A few of the blades were already closing in on him. Terrified of dying, Mo Zhongyuan scread, "Master, save !"
Wei Shanhe's primary goal in ordering his n to attack the Mos was to create a diversion for Yan Renjie. However, Yan Renjie was utterly unaffected by his disciple's cry for help and made no move to rescue him.
He single-mindedly closed in on Lin Tang, launching one sword stroke after another. He pressed Huangfu Zhan into a panicked defense, injuring him several tis in the blink of an eye. Yan Renjie's actions proved that even among Innate pinnacle masters, there were significant differences in strength.
Under imnse pressure, Huangfu Zhan cursed his luck. He felt like an insect caught in a spiderweb woven from sword-shadows, sinking deeper and deeper, unable to break free.
This is bad. I can hold on for one more minute, at most, before I'm completely defeated!
With a look of desperation, Huangfu Zhan shouted at Lin Tang, "Stop saving people and just run while you can!"
"Hahaha, Clan Leader Yan, allow to lend you a hand!"
Amidst a burst of wild laughter, a man charged in from the outside. He threw a punch aid straight for Lin Tang's head.
Lin Tang was still treating his patient and didn't even raise an eyelid.
"ng Dongshan, you dare?!"
Huangfu Zhan quickly broke off his attack and rushed to intercept him. This man, ng Dongshan, was the president of the Heroic Martial Alliance—a rival of the True Martial Association. He also possessed late-stage Innate strength.
I originally ca just to check things out. Wei Shanhe is ancient; how could he have possibly broken through? It had to be a trick. But what I found was shocking. Not only had Wei Shanhe truly broken through, but that damned Huangfu Zhan had also advanced! Doesn't this an the True Martial Association will now have a clear advantage over the Heroic Martial Alliance?! Fortunately, they provoked the 'killing god' Yan Renjie. They deserve to be annihilated!
Overjoyed, ng Dongshan couldn't restrain himself any longer and decided to make his move.
Seeing Huangfu Zhan distracted, Yan Renjie needed only a single sword strike to behead him. A triumphant grin spread across ng Dongshan's face. He didn't actually care whether he killed Lin Tang or not.
"Get lost! He's mine!"
Yan Renjie suddenly accelerated, ignoring the chance to kill Huangfu Zhan and instead stabbing directly at ng Dongshan's back.
"Have you gone mad?"
ng Dongshan was horrified. He twisted his body in a desperate maneuver, barely dodging the sword. His back was instantly drenched in cold sweat. He was then pressed by Huangfu Zhan, struggling to cope and finding himself in constant peril. He never imagined Yan Renjie would attack him to prevent him from killing Lin Tang.
Is he really that single-minded? Does he have to personally kill Lin Tang to consider his eldest disciple avenged? Fine, I'll hold off Huangfu Zhan. If you want to do it yourself, Yan Renjie, then hurry up!
ng Dongshan rallied his spirits, trading blows with Huangfu Zhan.
As he saw it, it would only take Yan Renjie a few seconds to kill Lin Tang. Even though my late-stage Innate power isn't a match for Huangfu Zhan's, I can definitely hold him off for a little while.
Huangfu Zhan sensed ng Dongshan's plan. He tried to block Yan Renjie again but was hopelessly entangled by ng Dongshan. He could only watch helplessly as Yan Renjie walked toward Lin Tang.
It's over. Lin Tang is well and truly dood. He doesn't even have a chance to escape.
Wei Shanhe also rushed over with a look of desperation.
SLASH!
Blood sprayed into the air as he was thrown heavily backward.
"Grandfather!" Wei Zichu's eyes were bloodshot. Knowing she was no match, she charged at Yan Renjie without a shred of hesitation.
Yan Renjie frowned slightly, disdaining to use heavy-handed tactics on soone so weak. He rendered Wei Zichu unable to fight with a casual flick of his hand.
"Lin Tang, look out!" Lee Encai exclaid, stamping her feet in anxiety.
"Shut your mouth, you foolish girl!" Li Weihai's face was ashen, terrified of bringing disaster upon them. He sighed endlessly. After hearing Huangfu Zhan's solemn promises, he had actually believed Lin Tang could be saved. And this was the result?
"Dad, are we just going to stand here and watch Lin Tang die?" Lee Encai asked sorrowfully.
"Silly child, compared to these people, we're nothing but ants. What do you expect us to do?"
If he could, Li Weihai would have given anything to save his benefactor, but he simply didn't have the power. Lin Tang couldn't bla anyone else. He could only bla himself for being too weak while having offended Yan Renjie.
Even as he was about to be run through with a sword, Lin Tang remained focused on treating his patient.
The expressions of the onlookers ranged from mockery to sympathy, but most of all, they were filled with admiration. Anyone else in his position would have likely wet themselves in fear or dropped to their knees to beg for rcy. Yet Lin Tang was able to continue saving a life with perfect calm. What kind of spirit was this?
Chen Yuyan took a deep breath, about to let out a trembling plea.
Suddenly, a delicate figure spread her arms wide, resolutely blocking the path to Lin Tang.
It was Shen Youling!
A weak woman with no martial arts, who could be overpowered by anyone in the crowd. Yet her expression was surprisingly serene. Showing no fear, she spoke earnestly to Yan Renjie, "Your disciple was injured and died because he tried to use as a blood sacrifice. This all started with . If you must kill soone, kill . Please, don't kill my husband!"
"Shen Youling, are you out of your mind?! Get back here now! I order you to co back!" Dong Mingfeng shrieked. She wanted to pull Shen Youling back but was terrified of being cut down, so she could only wave her hands frantically from where she stood.
Shen Jiayue and the others were also going mad, never imagining Shen Youling would do sothing so foolish.
Has she not considered how this will implicate the rest of us?!
The crowd was stunned by Shen Youling's bravery. Putting themselves in her shoes, they knew they could never so calmly offer to die in their own spouse's place.
"Interesting..." Zhu Yingning's eyes danced with a hint of admiration.
But Yan Renjie's expression remained unchanged. Shen Youling's astounding beauty, her moth-to-a-fla sacrificial plea... to him, it was all just noise.
"Since you played a part, you can die with him."
Shen Youling decisively closed her eyes and stubbornly lifted her chin, revealing her pale, slender neck.
Just then, Lin Tang's True Qi suddenly retracted.
The patient let out a soft groan. The deathly pallor on her face instantly receded, replaced by a healthy color. Her vital signs flared up, growing rapidly stronger. She was alive!
"Incredible!" Chen Shanchun and Sun Siwei exclaid in unison. They were truly in awe of Lin Tang's dical skills and admitted their complete inferiority. They also lanted the tragedy. For such a dical master to die a grueso death... what a terrible loss!
WHOOSH!
In the blink of an eye, the sword's edge flashed past Shen Youling!
Shen Youling, who should have been decapitated, had suddenly vanished.
"Hm?" Yan Renjie's impassive eyes flickered. She dodged it?
"Lin Tang..."
Feeling herself enveloped in a warm embrace as a familiar scent washed over her, Shen Youling opened her eyes. The face that filled her vision was none other than her husband's. Her nose tingled, and she felt the sudden urge to cry.
Lin Tang, however, didn't et her gaze. Instead, he shot an annoyed look at Yan Renjie. "You've been putting on this act for a while now. Are you done? I thought your swordsmanship was supposed to be impressive, but it turns out to be garbage."
He shook his head, gently pushed Shen Youling aside, and asked with genuine confusion, "What on earth gave you the delusion that you had beaten?"
His words sent shockwaves through the crowd.
Everyone thought Lin Tang was impossibly stubborn! Tougher than the beak of a dead duck frozen at thirty degrees below zero!
"Haha! Lin Tang, has the fear finally broken your mind? Do you even know what you're saying?" Mo Zhongyuan cackled.
"Facing death, yet still so stubbornly blind..." Zhou Rushan jeered.
Huangfu Zhan and Wei Shanhe felt utterly helpless.
"Well, at least this is better than being a spineless coward and begging for his life," Huangfu Zhan murmured.
"Such courage..." Wei Shanhe added.
Instead of getting angry at being called garbage, Yan Renjie was intrigued. He was like a child who had finally found a new toy after a long wait.
"Are you saying your swordsmanship is superior? Shall we test that claim?"
"Fine by ," Lin Tang agreed readily.
Wei Zichu nearly burst into tears. Brother Lin, oh, Brother Lin, it would've been better to taunt him into a fistfight! Why on earth would you challenge him to a duel of swordsmanship? I've seen your terrible swordsmanship before. Isn't competing against Yan Renjie with a sword just asking for an even more grueso death?
Yan Renjie held the Blood Sword level. "This sword is nad Blood Shadow. It is three feet, three inches long and one-and-eight-tenths inches wide. It was originally a broadsword forged by my disciple Hou Baoshu, tempered with his blood, and later modified by . Do you have a sword?"
"I didn't have one before. But as it happens, soone recently gave one. It's just the thing to send you on your way."
Lin Tang smiled. He gestured toward the antique sword he had placed to the side.
"SWORD, CO!!!!!"
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