Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

"Zhihua!"

"How is your uncle Zuo doing?"

The woman who looked to be in her 30s and was walking at the front asked the female disciple who was following her as she hurried on.

This person is none other than Xin Shuangqing, now the head of the Western Sect of the Wuliang Sword Sect, and the person who just answered his master Xin Shuangqing was Xin Shuangqing’s proud disciple Ye Zhihua.

Since Ge Guangpei's death, among Xin Shuangqing's disciples, Ye Zhihua has the best qualifications for practicing martial arts.

"Master! Uncle Zuo has led his disciples to resist with all their strength."

"But there are too many enemies. I'm afraid Master Zuo will be unable to support us alone."

Ye Zhihua replied softly.

"Then let's speed up and rush to Jianhu Palace as soon as possible to meet your uncle Zuo and the others."

After saying that, Xin Shuangqing led his female disciples to speed up and rush to Jianhu Palace.

After Xin Shuangqing and her female disciples sped away, Xu Xingchen slowly walked out from behind a big tree.

"Something happened in Jianhu Palace?"

"Other than the Shennong Gang, who would attack the Wuliang Sword Sect?"

"But it just so happens that no matter who is attacking the Wuliang Sword Sect, then my 358th regiment... ahem, I can fish in troubled waters this time!"

Xu Xingchen thought to himself and walked slowly in the direction where Xin Shuangqing and others had gone.

At this time, the reason why Xu Xingchen was taking his time was to let the two of them fight so hard that both sides would be injured first, and he would not show up until neither of them could hold on anymore.

Then defeat a strong enemy. In this way, whether it is Zuo Zimu of the East Sect of the Infinite Sword Sect or Xin Shuangqing of the West Sect, they will be very grateful to themselves.

This will give him an unquestionable opportunity to conquer the Wuliang Sword Sect.

After a while

What appeared in front of Xu Xingchen's eyes was a Taoist temple, and on the plaque above it were written the four characters "Infinite Sword Sect".

"It's finally here!"

Xu Xingchen raised his eyes and looked at the plaque, with a smile on his lips.

Several corpses were already lying on the ground at the mountain gate of the Wuliang Sword Sect, including disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect and disciples from other unknown sects.

Inside the Wuliang Sword Sect, people were already killing people and shaking the sky. Then Xu Xingchen used his [Divine Movement and Hundred Transformations] Qing Gong at his feet and quickly went inside.

Jianhu Palace

At this time, Jianhu Palace soon appeared in front of Xu Xingchen.

What surprised Xu Xingchen was that Jianhu Palace was so huge, with many independent wooden houses scattered around the huge lake in front of Jianhu Palace, backed by green mountains and facing green water. The environment was quite pleasant.

If this were placed in the modern era when Xu Xingchen lived before, it would be a mansion, and the lake in front of Jianhu Palace was crystal clear, with sparkling water, and a bit of clouds and mist, giving it a Taoist style. Even the aura of heaven and earth was better than Many places under the mountain are richer.

“Clang clang clang—puff—!”

"Ahhh-"

But the peaceful Sword Lake Palace in the past was now full of swords and sword shadows, blood flowed into a river, and the blood gradually stained the crystal clear lake water. Those who fell to the ground were not only disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect, but also people from other sects.

However, there is no doubt that most of the corpses of the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect on the ground are accounted for. Even Rong Ziju, the second master of the Wuliang Sword Sect, died tragically directly under the siege of everyone.

Although Xin Shuangqing, the Western Sect of the Wuliang Sword Sect, led his disciples to provide emergency support, they still could not withstand the attacks from other sects.

Because at this time, Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing were being held back by four strong men, and they had no time to deal with the tragic deaths of many disciples of the East and West Sects of the Wuliang Sword Sect.

Even Zuo Zimu was injured, and the other sects attacking them from the Wuliang Sword Sect not only had two or three times more disciples than they did, but also had more first-class masters than them.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang...!"

Seeing many disciples of their sect dead and injured, Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing were really anxious.

"I, the Wuliang Sword Sect, have no grievances or grudges against you all. Do you really want to kill them all?"

Xin Shuangqing held a long sword to block the swords in the hands of two strong men, and roared with grief and anger.

The two strong men suddenly fell silent when they heard this. They were also forced to have no choice.

The strong man on the right, who looked a bit cold, was silent for a moment, then his face turned cold, and he hummed.

"Although you, the Wuliang Sword Sect, have no grievances against us, you don't want to belong to Lingjiu Palace. It's your fault!"

"If the foundation established by the founder can be handed over to others, how can we face the master and other ancestors a hundred years later?"

"Junior sister, even if we die, we will not belong to the Vulture Palace!"

Zuo Zimu Dayi said solemnly.

It turned out that after the Shennong Gang failed to attack the Wuliang Sword Sect last time, the Tianshan Child Lao of Lingjiu Palace did not expect the Shennong Gang to be so incompetent, so he sent his men to gather the people from other caves to attack the Wuliang Sword Sect again.

"Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing, since you are unwilling to surrender to Tong Lao, I can only kill you both!"

One of the four strong men said harshly to Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing.

Immediately afterwards, the four strong men suddenly slashed Huashan with one move towards Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing in front of them.

Although it is a popular move in the martial arts world, its power cannot be underestimated because it is performed by a top-notch master and the four of them are physically strong.

"Too deceiving!"

Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing were immediately filled with hatred, and they frequently made killing moves.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang...!"

For a time, the battle between the six people had reached a fever pitch, and the outcome could happen at any time.

But how could Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing resist the siege of four first-rate masters? Two of them were directly injured, but they still fought to kill one of them at the cost of being injured.

"Zuo Zimu, Xin Shuangqing, it's your time to die. Go to hell!"

The remaining three strong men hated Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing and killed their good brothers. They instantly waved their swords and slashed at the injured Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

At this critical moment, a flute sound resounded throughout the night. The sound of the flute was melodious and had the charm of fairy music.

In an instant, the sound of the flute suddenly changed, and a murderous aura came, like the waves of the blue sea, and the feeling of big waves and wind rushing into everyone's minds.

"Ah... ah... ah!"

Suddenly, the disciples of the East and West Sects of the Wuliang Sword Sect and the disciples of other sects all felt a dull depression.

As if they would be swallowed up by the huge waves in the next moment, they all desperately held their ears with both hands and turned around on the ground.

Even the three strong men, Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing, all suffered from sore eardrums and were swaying unsteadily. Fortunately, the flute sound only rang a few times before it stopped.

Just as the sound of the flute stopped, a white shadow was seen falling from the sky, as light as a willow catkin, slowly falling down.

The extremely free and unrestrained movements and expressions made everyone in the venue marvel. When the figure of the visitor settled down, everyone took a look.

But I saw that he was a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old. He had a handsome face. Even if Pan An was reincarnated or Song Yu was reincarnated, he would feel inferior. In addition, he was extremely tall and strong. He was holding a white jade in his hand. The flute and clothes move automatically without any wind, and they really feel as if they are gods descending from the earth.

All the men present were dumbfounded and felt ashamed in their hearts. Even those men who usually prided themselves on being gentle felt sour when they saw this man's elegant demeanor.

The white shadow falling from the sky as light as catkins and slowly falling down was none other than Xu Xingchen.

What I played just now was "Blue Sea Tide Music" which I had just learned recently.

And that Qing Gong that is as light as catkins and slowly falling down is the [Giant Peng Spreading Wings] in his own sect [Huashan Qing Gong].

"Who are you?"

"Why do you care about my Lingjiu Palace?"

At this time, people from many sects facing Wuliang Sword Party lined up in two rows. After standing together, they saw seven or eight beautiful figures slowly walking out.

Those women all looked to be in their 20s, with fair complexions. They could not be called beautiful but could be considered delicate. They were all wearing a green cloak, with a fierce black vulture embroidered with silk thread on the chest of the cloak. The beak is sharp and the claws are sharp, and the expression is ferocious.

"Good talk good talk!"

"My Excellency, Xu Xingchen, the girl just said that you don't care about Lingjiu Palace's affairs, so Xu needs to ask the girl why she came to attack our Wuliang Sword Sect!"

Xu Xingchen held the white jade flute in his hand, turned it around casually, and asked in reply.

With this trick, when someone asks you a question, you ask back. If you are a little naive, you will not be able to react.

"This... this Young Master Xu, when did you become a member of my Wuliang Sword Sect?"

After Xu Xingchen asked the female disciple of Lingjiu Palace, Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing behind him were puzzled as to when their sect had such a strong young man with martial arts skills.

Because of Xu Xingchen's roar just now, which was like the waves of the blue sea, the feeling of big waves breaking in the wind, and his Qinggong, which was as light as catkins, Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing asked themselves that they couldn't do it.

"If you want the Wuliang Sword Sect to survive, please shut up, sir!"

Xu Xingchen heard the sound and said coldly.

"You are so brave. I, the Holy Envoy of the Vulture Palace, are here. You kid, why don't you kneel down and surrender? Do you want to die without a burial place?"

One of the female disciples from the Lingjiu Palace was used to being fierce and domineering. Seeing Xu Xingchen dare to question her side, she let out a clear whistle and spat coldly.

"Whoosh!"

Just as the shouting ended, a sound broke through the air.

"court death!!!"

The gentle and elegant Xu Xingchen, who was standing opposite, stepped on the [North Xuanwu] direction of the [Four Elephant Footwork] in an instant, and reached the female disciple of the Lingjiu Palace in an instant.

"Sister be careful!"

Among the female disciples from Lingjiu Palace, another female disciple shouted.

"Holy messenger, be careful!"

The gang members from other sects nearby were also surprised.

But no one expected that Xu Xingchen's white jade knife would slash across the neck of the female disciple of the Lingjiu Palace.

Then, Xu Xingchen's whole body was like a wisp of blue clouds, and the white jade in his hand swiveled past the neck of the female disciple of the Lingjiu Palace, and in an instant, he came behind her.

"Pfft...!"

The sound of the sword cutting through flesh and blood was heard, and the female disciple of the Lingjiu Palace opened her eyes wide. Then, she froze on the spot and fell to the ground with a "pop" sound.

It was at this moment that a red line appeared on the neck of the female disciple of the Lingjiu Palace, and then, her head separated from his neck with a "clunk" sound.

Seeing the scene before him, the corners of Xu Xingchen's mouth inadvertently drew a slight arc.