Since Liang Hongkuan entrusted Liang Keqing to his care, Ren Feng was determined to remove the burden on Liang Keqing's heart. And the best way was naturally to repay grievances and avenge enmity.
At that ti, Ren Feng had interrogated those people. According to them, a total of seven martial arts sects were involved in this matter. Ren Feng's goal was, of course, to eliminate all seven major sects!
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Huashan Sect.
As one of the Five Great Sword Sects, the real Huashan Sect is neither as transcendent as in Jin Yong's novels nor as incompetent as ordinary people think.
In Jianghu, the strength of the Huashan Sect is considered to be of moderate level.
At the foot of the mountain, a few disciples were standing there guarding.
"Senior Brother, when can we learn more advanced martial arts?" one disciple asked eagerly.
"Junior Brother, don't be impatient. Master said that it would take at least two years for our skills to be considered barely entry-level. Cultivation is not sothing that can be rushed; haste makes waste," another disciple replied.
Both of them carried swords on their backs and were relatively young.
"Sigh, Master's skills are really impressive. I wonder when I will reach his level of strength. Senior Brother, why don't we have another match?"
"Stop it, if the masters on the mountain find out, we'll be in big trouble."
"It's fine, the masters are all in seclusion now, and the senior brothers are too busy to co down, plus no visitors have co recently."
"Well, okay."
The two of them drew their swords and began to spar. For a mont, amidst the cloud-covered mountainside, flashes of sword light appeared. Beside them stood a massive stone tablet of the mountain gate, with the three large characters "Huashan Sect" seemingly carved by swordsmanship, bold and powerful, deeply etched into the stone.
At this mont, two figures approached from below, catching the disciples' attention. They imdiately stopped and looked over.
The attire of the two was sowhat peculiar. The one in front was a young man, while the other was a woman, dressed in sackcloth, with a white scarf tied around her head, holding a morial photo in her hands.
The newcors were Ren Feng and Liang Keqing.
"Hey, who are you? This is the Huashan Sect, outsiders are forbidden to enter," the previous disciple imdiately shouted.
Ren Feng ignored him and continued walking forward.
"Stop right now, or don't bla us if our swords have no eyes."
Ren Feng's eyes didn't linger on them; instead, he was focused on the Huashan Sect perched on the mountainside.
"Senior Brother, these two seem to be looking for trouble. We can't let them go up the mountain!"
"Alright!"
The two imdiately took action, the cold gleam of their Sword Qi aid straight at Ren Feng, one from the left and one from the right.
As they approached Ren Feng, he suddenly waved his hand, sending out a powerful surge of True Qi like massive crashing waves, directly knocking the two of them back.
Thud!
The two tumbled to the ground, looking at Ren Feng with a hint of horror in their eyes.
Yet they rose again, charging toward Ren Feng once more!
Ren Feng looked at them, and suddenly with a motion of his right hand, one of the long swords flew out of the disciple's hand, landing in Ren Feng's grip.
The two disciples were dumbfounded, then saw Ren Feng casually wave the sword, and with a swish, it embedded itself into the stone tablet beside them, the entire sword sunk in!
"Th-this..."
The two disciples were utterly stunned. To simply throw a sword and have it pierce the stone tablet—how was this possible?
Even the elders and stewards in the sect couldn't do that, it seed as if only the Master could manage it.
Could it be that his strength was on par with the Master's?
Ren Feng's expression remained calm. Suddenly, he raised his right hand and made a palm strike toward the stone tablet.
With a palm strike from afar, a fierce blend of True Qi and Spiritual Qi surged forth, pressing directly onto the stone tablet.
Boom!
The entire stone tablet exploded, splitting into pieces that scattered on the ground.
The two disciples were not only stunned this ti but utterly stupefied.
To shatter a stone tablet with a palm strike from a distance?
"Anyone who stops will die."
Ren Feng spoke calmly, then directly set off up the mountain, Liang Keqing following behind. The two disciples didn't dare to stop them.
"W-what do we do?" the Junior Brother asked.
"Let's follow and see."
Ren Feng and Liang Keqing went up the mountain, arriving at the mountain gate. They saw a large courtyard with a plaque above saying "Huashan Sect."
"Who are you?"
The rest of the disciples on the mountain, wearing Huashan Sect attire, saw Ren Feng and frowned imdiately.
Ren Feng looked up, then suddenly leaped up, taking down the plaque, and with a palm strike, shattered it into pieces.
"What are you doing?"
The Huashan Sect disciples were angry, instantly rushing out to surround Ren Feng.
"Do you know this is the Huashan Sect? Huashan Sect is not a place where you can throw your weight around!" one disciple said fiercely.
"Sect Leader of Huashan, get out and see !"
Ren Feng suddenly shouted, his voice like a mighty bell, reverberating across the entire Huashan.
The disciples, standing so close, couldn't bear Ren Feng's shout, their eardrums seed about to shatter, and they retreated in panic.
After Ren Feng stopped, their eyes were filled with horror. The person in front of them was terrifying, to think he could kill with just his voice?
Their eyes were filled with fear, and they dared not co forward again. They realized the person's strength was unfathomable.
"Get out, or I'll tear down your Huashan Sect."
Ren Feng's voice was full of killing intent, like rolling thunder, making the disciples unable to bear it, retreating again.
At that mont, an icy voice suddenly rang out.
"How dare you behave recklessly in my Huashan Sect?"
Another voice bood suddenly. It was ancient but filled with boundless killing intent, directly nullifying Ren Feng's voice.
"The Sect Leader, the Sect Leader has co out."
The disciples' eyes were full of joy.
"Master has co out of seclusion?"
Ren Feng looked calmly into the distance. Not long after, an old man dressed in purple, majestic and with hands behind his back, walked over.
As the old man appeared, the disciples consciously stepped aside, their faces respectful.
The old man ca before Ren Feng, seeing the shattered plaque on the ground, anger evident in his face.
"You insolent brat, daring to cause trouble in my Huashan Sect?" The old man's face was full of anger and killing intent.
"Mo Chengtian, Mr. Mo, I ca here for you," Ren Feng said calmly.
"For ? How could soone like know soone as insignificant as you?" Mr. Mo snorted coldly.
"You don't know , but do you know my father?"
Liang Keqing said coldly, stepping forward, the black-and-white morial photo in her hand coming into clearer view.
At that mont, Mr. Mo's face changed.
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