It was drizzling outside.
Looking around, the inn was completely surrounded by people.
A large number of people arrived, all exuding a murderous aura.
The leader had a nearly bald head, but two long tufts of hair still hung down from his temples to his broad shoulders, making him look quite unusual.
He was at least over sixty years old, but his skin was as white and tender as a baby's. He had a pair of goat-like eyes, a long, sparse beard, and a curved, pointed nose.
He exuded an aura of ruthlessness and cruelty.
He was wearing a brownish-gray Taoist robe, his hands were behind his back, and he stood as steady as a mountain. The hilt of his sword was visible on his left shoulder, giving him an imposing presence.
It was none other than Zuo Youxian, known as the Master of the Midnight Sword.
Wanwan stood alone at the front, facing the True Lineage Sect members, showing no fear whatsoever.
"Wanwan?"
Upon seeing Wanwan, Zuo Youxian frowned, looking somewhat taken aback.
Wanwan smiled calmly and said:
"Sect Leader Zuo, I was the one who disguised myself as someone else and got into a conflict with your sect's disciples."
"Um?"
Upon hearing what Wanwan said, Zuo Youxian's gaze darkened, and he coldly said:
So, it was all a misunderstanding?
Wanwan nodded and hummed softly, "It is indeed a misunderstanding! So, Sect Leader Zuo, please take your people and leave!"
"Hahaha!"
To Wanwan's surprise,
Just after she said this, Zuo Youxian suddenly burst into laughter:
"Wanwan, aren't you being a bit too far-fetched?"
"You think you can just dismiss us by saying it was a misunderstanding after you've hurt my people?"
"What do you take my Midnight Sword Left Wanderer Immortal for?"
At this point, the smile on Zuo Youxian's face vanished, replaced by a ruthless expression.
"this……"
Upon seeing this, Wanwan was shocked.
Originally, she thought she could use her identity to force Zuo Youxian to back down, but who would have thought that the other party didn't seem to be buying it at all.
After a slight pause, Wanwan feigned composure and said:
"Sect Leader Zuo, you'd better think this through!"
"If you dare to lay a hand on me, my master will not let it go once he finds out."
Upon hearing what Wanwan said, Zuo Youxian gave a cold laugh and said:
"Stop trying to scare people with your master's ghost story!"
At this point, Zuo Youxian turned his gaze, bypassing Wanwan, and looked at Wang Yang and the others.
"Whoever injured my True Lineage disciple, step forward!"
“I can leave him with a whole corpse.”
Upon hearing this, Zhou Botong prepared to get up and step forward.
However, to his surprise, Wang Yang walked out first.
"Ziwu Sword Master Zuo Youxian, is that right? I'm the one who injured your True Lineage disciple."
Wang Yang said calmly, his sharp gaze fixed on Zuo Youxian.
"snort!"
Seeing this, Zuo Youxian couldn't help but let out a cold snort:
"Boy, do you think you can address me, Zuo Youxian, by my very name?"
"Kneel down and talk to me now!!"
As he spoke, Zuo Youxian exuded an imposing aura, appearing arrogant and domineering.
Not far away, Wanwan saw this and was originally thinking of trying to persuade him.
But after thinking about it again, she dismissed the idea.
She had witnessed Wang Yang's strength firsthand; You Niaojuan was killed without any resistance under his command.
This Master Ziwu Sword Master Zuo Youxian is also one of the eight great masters of the Demonic Sect, ranking only one place higher than You Niaojuan.
In Wanwan's view, she was no match for Wang Yang at all.
Since that's the case, there's not much more to say.
Yang Xiao and the others were all enraged after hearing Zuo Youxian's arrogant words.
On the contrary, Wang Yang's expression remained largely unchanged, and even the smile on his lips showed no sign of emotion.
After a brief silence, Wang Yang spoke:
"Zuo Youxian, based solely on what you just said, I will teach you to shed blood on the spot today. Do you believe me or not?"
"Hahaha!"
Upon hearing this, Zuo Youxian burst into uncontrollable laughter and said:
"Kid, who do you think you are?"
"You want to make me bleed on the spot? Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue in the wind?"
"I have mastered the Meridian Divine Skill to the eighteenth level, and I am currently struggling to find a worthy opponent. Today, I will reluctantly use you to test my sword skills!"
Upon hearing Zuo Youxian's words, Wang Yang smiled calmly and said:
"Ziwu Gang is one of the two extraordinary skills passed down from the ancestral master of your sect, and it is ranked alongside Renbing Sword Technique as a secret technique of the sect."
"However, since the founding of the sect by the Venerable Long-browed Daoist, no one has ever been able to truly and perfectly integrate the Meridian and Noon Dipper techniques into swordsmanship."
"In my opinion, what you've done here is nothing more than a failed attempt to draw a tiger, resulting in a dog instead!"
Upon hearing this, Zuo Youxian was greatly shocked and stared at Wang Yang with disbelief.
Unexpectedly, Wang Yang had such a deep understanding of the True Lineage School's unique skills.
After a slight pause, Zuo Youxian's brows furrowed, and he said coldly:
"Boy, whether my Sword Qi Flow is a case of trying to draw a tiger but ending up with a dog instead, you'll find out once you try!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zuo Youxian didn't hesitate and immediately drew his sword.
Clang!
A sword's cry rang out, and the sword was drawn, instantly generating an invincible and chilling aura.
Immediately, the fierce aura surged towards Wang Yang like a tsunami.
Wang Yang stood still, his expression completely calm, his nonchalant demeanor suggesting that he didn't take Zuo Youxian's sword energy seriously at all.
"Boom!"
In no time, the qi rushed to Wang Yang's front, both fierce and domineering, as well as sinister and eerie.
"Your meridian energy must be flowing between your heart and kidneys!"
Wang Yang said calmly, and immediately pointed out with one finger.
"call out!"
In an instant, a Six Meridians Divine Sword was unleashed, striking directly at the incoming qi.
"Bang!"
With a deafening roar, the surging energy crumbled instantly.
Wang Yang's sword energy, still powerful, shot straight towards Zuo Youxian.
"ah?"
Upon seeing this, Zuo Youxian was utterly astonished, his face filled with disbelief.
Without time to think about anything else, he quickly dodged, thus avoiding Wang Yang's sword energy.
However, one of his disciples had no chance to react and was struck by that sword energy. His body exploded on the spot, sending blood raining down everywhere.
After regaining his footing, Zuo Youxian's face was extremely pale, and he was even more shocked.
To everyone's surprise, Wang Yang was able to see right away where his spirit was hidden and where his energy was directed.
This also means that Wang Yang saw the flaw in his sword energy flow.
"How is that possible? How did he figure that out?"
Zuo Youxian was secretly surprised and puzzled, unable to understand it at all.
At this moment, Wang Yang turned his gaze and looked directly at Zuo Youxian, saying mockingly:
"What? With your level of sword energy flow, you think you can act tough?"
"Why don't you try my Sword Qi Flowing Technique too!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yang glanced at A Qing.
Upon receiving Wang Yang's gaze, A Qing immediately understood.
"Young master, take this sword!"
After drinking, Aqing threw the Heaven-Slaying Sword in her hand.
Wang Yang took the sword and, without saying a word, slashed down at Zuo Youxian.
"boom!"
With a single sword strike, a fierce aura erupted, sweeping across the sky and surging towards Zuo Youxian like a tidal wave!
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