Leng Chen, dressed in white like snow, descended from the sky on a spirit sword!

His face was ashen as he looked at the two corpses on the ground and gave the order in a cold voice.

"Capture these three traitors who have harmed our sect!"

Leng Chen was furious.

These three dared to kill the Xu brothers, who brought him tens of thousands of spirit stones every year!

Do you really think he's made of clay?!

“Senior Brother Leng, please understand! It was Xu Jianfei who first assaulted my wife. After this junior brother caught us in the act, he tried to kill us to silence us. We were forced to retaliate…”

The couple knelt down together, tears streaming down their faces, and begged Leng Chen for mercy.

"Hmph, sophistry!"

"If he mistreats your wife, tell me directly!"

"I will seek justice for you!"

Leng Shen's attitude clearly shows that he is being unreasonable.

Chen Tianwen thought to himself that this was troublesome.

Leng Chen is really being unreasonable.

There's nothing we can do.

Draw your sword.

Before he mastered the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Technique, he originally did not intend to go on a killing spree.

With his hand on the wooden sword at his waist, Chen Wentian was about to draw his sword.

However, a terrifying roar of a ferocious spirit rang out, and everyone present instantly felt dizzy and disoriented.

Those with lower cultivation levels lay on the ground in agony, writhing in pain, blood overflowing from their seven orifices.

In the distance, a white, ferocious spirit, dozens of feet tall, surrounded by overwhelming Yin energy, hurtled towards the group like a hurricane.

The overwhelming, terrifying aura directly terrified everyone present.

"This, this is a Nascent Soul stage malevolent spirit! How could it appear here!"

Leng Chen's expression changed drastically in an instant.

Although the evil spirit is much weaker than an ordinary cultivator.

But after all, it possesses the strength of the Nascent Soul stage.

It's not something a Golden Core cultivator like him can handle.

"Run!"

He is only at the late stage of Golden Core, and there is still a Golden Core peak stage between him and the Nascent Soul stage!

He couldn't muster even the slightest thought of resistance; all he wanted to do was turn around and run away.

The others screamed and scattered.

However, the speed of a Nascent Soul stage evil spirit is far beyond what these people can escape.

Only Leng Chen managed to avoid some of them.

In his hasty escape, Leng Shen spotted the masked boy.

He didn't move at all! And he even raised his sword!

"A mere Qi Refining Stage 5 brat, utterly ignorant of his own limitations—"

Leng Chen sneered.

He's only at the fifth level of Qi Refining, with no physical strength and no spiritual energy, and he's wielding a wooden sword. If he were to strike, the evil spirit might think he's just tickling it!

But the next moment.

A surge of sword intent, like a raging torrent, erupted from that ordinary wooden sword.

In that instant, Leng Shen seemed to see the earth rejuvenate, the scorching heat of summer, the desolate autumn wind, and the bleakness of winter snow.

Sword intent intertwined like snakes and pythons

Carrying the immense energy of the cycle of spring and autumn, and the withering and flourishing of all things, it slashed towards that malevolent spirit.

Zzzzz!

The sword intent easily tore through the protective aura of the Nascent Soul fiend and struck its body directly.

With a roar, the ferocious spirit, in pain, glared at the lowly figure before it, its blood-red eyes fixed on him.

"Go to hell!"

The nascent soul had already developed a certain level of intelligence, and it let out a roar.

The qi condensed into a sky-covering claw, roaring as it tore towards Chen Tianwen.

Chen Tianwen made him feel threatened!

"Isn't a single sword intent enough?"

Chen Tianwen's expression was solemn. This evil spirit had put considerable pressure on him, so he immediately unleashed the Spring and Autumn Sword Intent.

However, a single strike of Spring and Autumn Sword Intent only caused the evil spirit pain, but did not cause much damage.

"I wonder if you can withstand a hundred sword intents!"

A fierce fighting spirit surged in his eyes.

Chen Tianwen drew his wooden sword, and his aura began to surge at that moment.

"How dare you, you wicked spirit, harm my sect's disciples!"

A clear shout rang out, and then a golden light, like lightning, pierced through the back of the evil spirit.

The nascent soul deflated like a punctured balloon, leaving only a few shimmering golden orbs in its place.

Everyone's eyes lit up.

This is a sword mark from the Nascent Soul stage! Who wouldn't be envious?

But no one came forward to collect it.

The golden light that instantly annihilated the evil spirit hovered above the sword imprint.

Everyone saw what it looked like.

It was a sword made entirely of gleaming gold, enveloped in golden light, solemn and sacred.

Chen Tianwen looked vaguely familiar.

It looks like I've seen it somewhere before.

At this moment, a disciple shouted, "Chunqiu Zijian, it's Senior Sister Xia!"

There are three Spring and Autumn Swords in total. Two are in the hands of the sect leader, and the remaining one was bestowed upon Xia Anyu, the first true disciple of the Divine Sword Sect and a newly promoted elder with unparalleled talent!

Swoosh

Ten sword imprints flew through the air towards a distant, ethereal figure. The person slowly descended, possessing a fairy-like beauty and a face radiating a refined and serene aura. Clad in snow-white robes, their bearing was exceptionally graceful.

Xia Anyu attracted everyone's attention as soon as she appeared.

Even though he had always resented Xia Anyu's coldness, he couldn't help but be stunned.

He felt a mix of emotions.

His former rivals had left him far behind, and a sense of powerlessness welled up from the bottom of his heart.

He, a Nascent Soul stage ferocious spirit who didn't even have the courage to raise his sword, was instantly killed by her with a single sword strike!

It turns out that the only barrier between him and Xia Anyu was their talent!

"Greetings, Elder."

"I'm sorry to have startled you."

Xia Anyu's voice is melodious and pleasant, like a gentle spring breeze.

Her eyes glanced at Chen Tianwen, seemingly casually, but with a hint of excitement in them.

However, there were many disciples present.

Xia Anyu shifted her gaze to the two corpses on the ground and asked:

"What happened?"

Leng Chen came to his senses, his face turning red and then pale. He pointed at Chen Tianwen and the other two, saying, "These three have harmed two of our fellow disciples. We are going to take them down and hand them over to the sect leader for a decision."

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