Everyone looked at each other, feeling incredulous. That board with a prominent origin was made of the first grade Nanmu wood. It should not be so fragile. Moreover, this board had only been hanging for 30 years. How could it be broken in the middle like it was split by a sword?
Everyone looked around and finally focused their eyes on the middle-aged man with his hands behind his back. Even Zhang Yun, a second-level supreme power master, could not find any clues. Could this man be the culprit who destroyed the invaluable plaque?
The leader of the Sword Rain Tower, Zhang Yun, was one of the few famous masters in Western Shu. He was also an experienced veteran. He admitted that even if he held a sword, he would not be able to break a board from 300 to 400 steps away.
Regardless of how domineering and arrogant the arrival of such a person was, he was still not someone the Raining Sword Pavilion could easily deal with.
The reason why the Wu family's Sword Tomb had been in the top three of the Jianghu Sect for hundreds of years was because it was said that even a child in the Sword Tomb could control a sword and fly away like a butterfly. This in itself meant that it was not easy to produce sword energy.
How could a sword energy not be weakened after a few hundred steps and still be able to break such a huge board?
One of the worshippers hurriedly flew away. He stood at the entrance of the main building and looked carefully. He then flew back to Zhang Yun's side and whispered with a pale face.
Zhang Yun felt as if he was struck by lightning.
It was caused by the sword energy.
Furthermore, after the Sword Qi broke through the signboard, it also split apart the main building.
There was a saying in the Liyang Jianghu. Ever since Su Mao, a relative of the Emperor, died outside the Imperial City and Huang Jintu died at the Donghai City, there were no more capable swordsmen in Western Shu.
This also showed the predicament of the Western Shu Martial Arts Circle.
Especially after Xie Lingzhen of the Spring Invitation Cottage died for no reason at the Quicksnow Mountain Villa, her successor, Yanzhi Beauty Xie, only used her beauty to amaze people and did not use her martial arts to convince people. Therefore, people thought that there were no Grandmasters in the Shu Martial Arts Circle.
The middle-aged man walked forward slowly and stopped when he was 30 to 40 steps away from Zhang Yun. He finally said, "My disciple has already explained the reason. If you don't listen, then I don't need to reason with you today."
Zhang Yun wanted to cry but had no tears. How would I know who your disciple is? You are the disciple of a Divine Connection Sword Grandmaster. Our Raining Swords Pavilion can't wait to worship him like a Bodhisattva. How can you not listen to reason with us?
Zhang Yun's mind raced. Judging from the man's appearance, he looked to be in his thirties or forties and had a grudge against the Sword Rain Tower, so he was most likely not from Western Shu's Jianghu. Otherwise, he would at least show some respect to Zhang Yun. However, the Sword Rain Tower's influence had always been limited to Western Shu's territory. Their disciples were considered introverted in their actions, and they rarely made any enemies in the Jianghu. Even the few outstanding disciples who were ordered to leave Western Shu and travel the Jianghu to spread the name of the Sword Rain Tower had never had any great grudges with the major sects in Liyang. To be honest, if they really wanted to offend those top grandmasters in Liyang, the Sword Rain Tower's disciples would need to have the ability to do so, right?
At the same time, Zhang Yun was puzzled. The man in front of him did not have any obvious Qi activity, and he did not have any momentum at all. He did not seem like the person who would make a move. Could it be that there was a real unworldly expert hiding in the dark?
The middle-aged man's gaze swept across the people from the Sword Rain Tower. He saw the young lady who wished for the world to be in chaos and the woman who looked 60 to 70 percent similar to her. Her expression was gloomy as if she was weighing the pros and cons. She was hesitating whether she should use the government's influence to intimidate the enemy. The few consecrators from the Sword Rain Tower looked as if they were facing a great enemy. Obviously, they knew the severity of the situation better than the woman. There were some things that the government could suppress, but there were some things that they might not be able to suppress.
Zhang Yun had a scholarly appearance. He had the famous Western Shu sword, Huo Zhu, by his waist. It was extremely rare for him to perform the etiquette of a junior. He bowed respectfully and said, "May I know who your disciple is, senior? If my Sword Rain Tower has indeed offended your disciple, I, Zhang Yun, will definitely give you an explanation!"
The middle-aged man didn't answer his question. Instead, he looked at the group of people and asked, "Who's the one holding the Mountain Elf?"
The Yi Provincial General, who was sitting in a high position and had a fat body, narrowed his eyes and said sinisterly, "Today is a big day for me and Brother Zhang's families. I didn't expect that someone would dare to do such a thing in Yi Provincial City. You've really opened my eyes!"
The deputy general of Yi Provincial, who had thousands of troops under his command, sneered and said, "Who dares to violate the law in my territory?!"
Zhang Yun was relieved when he saw the two officials of Yi Provincial General's attitude. However, he still wanted to keep the peace. After bowing, he straightened his back and stared at the uninvited guest in front of him. "Senior, could it be that the chief consecrator of my Sword Rain Tower, Hu Dachun, had a misunderstanding with your disciple?"
The middle-aged man ignored the two officials of Western Shu and the Sword Rain Tower's Tower Lord, who was pretending to be humble. Instead, he looked at the swordsman who had gone to the main building to look at the signboard. He was dressed in white, had white hair, and a white beard. Even the scabbard of his sword was snow-white. He looked very sage-like.
He asked, "Are you the one who attacked my disciple three times?"
This Western Shu Sword Dao Grandmaster, whose swordsmanship was not inferior to Zhang Yun's, looked calm and composed. However, he did not answer the question. It was unknown whether he was unwilling or afraid.
However, after the middle-aged man asked this question, the expressions of the mother, daughter, and handsome young master changed slightly. The woman's gaze became even more vicious. The young woman pursed her lips and the young man subconsciously took a step back.
The middle-aged man said calmly, "A sword for a sword."
Just as the white-haired consecrator with the Mandrill was about to grab the sword hilt, his chest exploded and blood splattered everywhere.
However, after this silent "sword" killed him, scarlet blood splattered out of Zhang Dachun's Juque and Sea of Qi acupoints.
Zhang Dachun, who did not even manage to grab the sword hilt, fell backward, let alone unsheathing it.
One sword was enough to kill someone. However, he said that he would return three swords.
In everyone's eyes, the middle-aged man had his hands behind his back. Zhang Yun was even more certain that this person did not have any Qi ripples at all.
Zhang Yun, whose hands and feet were cold, could not care less about his bearing as a Grandmaster. He raised his head and looked around as if he was trying to find the peerless expert hiding behind the scenes. There was a hint of unconcealable fear in his voice. "Junior Zhang Yun of the Sword Rain House sincerely requests senior to come out and have a chat. Junior is willing to sincerely apologize!"
The middle-aged man turned to look at the two senior officials of Yi Province. "I don't know what kind of officials you are, but today, even if Chen Zhibao is standing here, he can't stop me from killing someone. If you don't believe me, then bring your troops here. Whether it's thousands or tens of thousands, I can wait for you. If you don't call for reinforcements, I'll kill you right now. If you do, I'll still kill you. Remember, don't try to reason with me before you die. "
Of course, the world did not know that even Xie Guanying, the mastermind behind Chen Zhibao's capture of the flood dragon, was killed by him.
The woman sneered and said, "How arrogant. You don't even respect our King of Shu! My grandfather and the Western Shu Dao Administrator are best friends … "
The middle-aged man interrupted the woman. "Then invite your grandfather and the Western Shu Dao Administrator to the Sword Rain House. I'll wait for them. If they don't come, I'll just go and kill them. "
The woman was about to say something ruthless, but her husband, Zhang Yun, who had never said anything harsh since he got married, roared angrily, "Shut your mouth!"
The trembling Sword Rain House Lord looked at the middle-aged man and asked bitterly, "May I ask if senior is from the Wu Clan's Sword Tomb or the Dongyue Sword Pool?"
Before the middle-aged man could make a move, the dumbstruck Yi Province official fell backward and died on the spot.
The middle-aged man's tone was still indifferent. "I'm somewhat related to the Wu Clan, but not the Dongyue Sword Pool."
The deputy general of Yi Province said in horror, "Did you really kill Yi Province's official?!"
The middle-aged man made a joke that wasn't funny at all. "If you think it's fake, fine. But let me remind you. If you don't call for reinforcements, you'll die soon."
Then, the general made an even bigger joke with a sobbing tone. He said in a trembling voice, "Hero, we don't have any grievances. Hero, you … you can't kill the innocent. This has nothing to do with me, and I won't care anymore. Hero, you can kill whoever you want in Yi Province. If you don't want to do it yourself, I'll help you. Is that okay?"
The middle-aged man didn't say anything.
After he left the Wu Clan's Sword Tomb, he actually didn't like Jianghu. However, his disciple liked it very much, so he was willing to treat Jianghu people and Jianghu with respect.
Therefore, among the four grandmasters of martial arts evaluation, only he, Đồng Thái, Cao Changqing from West Chu, Hsu Fengnian from Beiliang, and Tuoba from Beimang, Đồng Thái was truly free and unfettered.
Therefore, he didn't care if Jianghu people caused trouble for him. However, if he, Đồng Thái, wanted to cause trouble for the people of the world, no one could escape from him.
Therefore, Xie Guanying, who was ranked first on the Immortal Leaderboard of Continental Dynasties, had hidden for thousands of miles from Great Peace City in the north to the coast of the South Sea. However, he still couldn't escape death under his sword.
At this moment, another two Sword Rain Tower's Consecrators, who had the intention to kill, fell dead on the ground.
Zhang Yun, who was at a loss, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him whose name he still did not know, and said with great sorrow, "Senior, I, Zhang Yun, do not know what happened, but Zhang Dachun's descendants did not deserve to die!"
The deputy general of Yi Province suddenly came to his senses and ran away. He wanted to run as far as he could after leaving Yi Province. No matter how much money he had to spend or how many connections he had to use, he had to seek refuge in the King of Shu's residence.
The middle-aged man didn't even look at the Shu general who was running away. He glanced at the Sword Rain Pavilion's leader and said, "I've said that I'm not here to reason with you."
Zhang Yun, who was in despair, asked, "Senior, are you really not afraid of becoming enemies with the Western Shu government and the entire Western Shu martial arts world?"
The middle-aged man who killed people as he pleased smiled and said, "If Chen Zhibao was here, he definitely wouldn't say such a thing."
Zhang Yun smiled bitterly and held the hilt of his Fiery Candle Sword. "I know that I'm not senior's opponent, but whether it's for the Sword Rain Pavilion's hundreds of years of reputation or for the lives of my wife and child, I have to be brave enough to fight senior."
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