Swords emerge from Mount Hua, sweeping across the heavens from the world of Swordsman.

"Master, should we make a move?"

Yang Lin asked the question, and Linghu Chong and the others also looked at Yue Zhuoqun.

Seeing that the situation was about right, Yue Zhuoqun nodded and said, "Let's make our move!"

"Yes!"

The disciples were immediately invigorated and flew directly over the window toward the Zhang residence.

"With disciples of the Huashan Sect here, how dare these thieves commit such atrocities!"

Yang Lin shouted loudly, causing the battle in the arena to pause for several seconds.

"Stop them!"

A voice shouted from the shadows, and countless hidden weapons shot out.

Darts, poison needles, and flying stones—the variety was astounding.

Before Yang Lin and the others even landed, the "Shifting Flowers and Replacing Jade" technique had already begun.

With a flick of his wrists, he sent the hidden weapon flying back at an even faster speed, instantly killing more than a dozen underworld experts.

Once they landed in the arena, the longsword was drawn, and instantly, streaks of sword energy shot into the sky.

Even without using the Dugu Nine Swords, the Huashan Sword Technique alone was enough to overwhelm these underworld heroes, with many dying on the ground.

"Damn it, how can the disciples of Mount Hua be so strong?"

"At just over twenty years old, he already possesses first-rate skills. Is this still the Huashan Sect we know?"

Screams and gasps filled the air, and chaos reigned.

If things continue like this, forget about retrieving Rama's remains; even leaving alive will be a problem.

咻咻 咻 ~

Suddenly, a whooshing sound rang out, and several silver needles, carrying a dangerous momentum, shot towards the Huashan disciples, finally stabilizing the situation.

The appearance of Black Stone's three top assassins, Xi Yu, Lei Bin, and Lian Sheng, on the rooftop reassured the group of underworld experts.

"Hmph, you were beaten so badly by our master last time that you had to flee in a sorry state, yet you still dare to show your face!"

“We are no match for Yue Buqun, but weren’t you also overwhelmed by my flying needles last time?” Lei Bin chuckled and raised his hand to shoot out several more flying needles.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Xia Xueyi twisted and turned like a snake, her long sword slicing down the silver needles, and she leaped onto the roof.

"That's because the toxic fog obscured your vision, giving you the advantage of the terrain."

Without the fog to obscure the view today, I'd like to see just how much of your strength you can muster.

Lei Bin's eyelids twitched, and he turned to back.

He was well aware of his own weaknesses; once he was entangled in close combat, his fighting ability would drop sharply.

But as soon as he took a step, Xia Xueyi shot out several steel cones, stopping him in his tracks.

The Golden Snake Sword Technique includes the Golden Snake Cone Technique and the Golden Snake Swimming Palm, and his hidden weapon skills are also quite strong.

At the same time, Yang Lin and Linghu Chong also leaped onto the roof, one attacking Xiyu and the other attacking Liansheng.

Chapter 27 The Sense of Inequality in Life

Once Xia Xueyi unleashed her Golden Snake Sword Technique, it was like a snake tightly binding Lei Bin, rendering his flying needle techniques useless, and he could only rely on his agility to dodge.

The situation with the ropes on the other side was similar.

He mixed swordsmanship with magic tricks, making his style look dazzling and intimidating. However, once you got used to his routines, you could easily counter them, and Linghu Chong quickly subdued him.

On the contrary, Xi Yu's swordsmanship was solid and precise.

Even though he hadn't mastered all the sword techniques and had many flaws, Yang Lin's insight and experience weren't yet sufficient to detect them immediately. He could only rely on the profound mysteries of the Dugu Nine Swords and the Shifting Flowers and Jade Technique to fight him.

The six-person battle immediately attracted the attention of most people.

Sizzle~

Suddenly, a gust of wind arose, and taking advantage of everyone's attention being diverted, two figures, one in purple and one in green, darted out from a hidden corner and headed straight for the main hall of the Zhang residence.

Zhang Renfeng, who was guarding the door, felt a chill. He swung his jagged sword like the wind, aiming to stab the two men in the throats, trying to stop them.

"court death."

Zi and Qing shouted coldly and drew their swords at the same time.

The middle-aged man in purple robes displayed a fierce and powerful swordsmanship, his movements sweeping and powerful as he clashed with the longsword among the jagged blades.

The woman in green possessed a swordsmanship that was both delicate and ruthless, each move carrying deadly intent as she thrust towards the short sword among the jagged blades.

The two swordsmen had very different styles, yet they complemented each other perfectly. With a few deft moves, the swordsman easily deflected Zhang Renfeng's jagged sword and pierced through his shoulders.

In other words, the two were so eager to seize Rama's remains that they didn't care about wasting time.

Otherwise, a single, gentle strike would be enough to kill Zhang Renfeng, provided that the heart is not stabbed on the left side.

The appearance of the Purple and Green Twin Swords was abrupt, and coupled with their considerable strength, they easily rushed into the main hall. Zhang Haiduan was holding the body of Luo Mo right in front of him, and even if Yue Lingshan and other Huashan disciples wanted to stop them, it was too late.

"father!"

Zhang Renfeng roared, his eyes reddening.

Excitement gleamed in the eyes of the Purple and Green Swordsmen, who were certain that they had obtained the remains of Rama.

"Bring it to you!"

One man grabbed the body from Zhang Haiduan's arms, while another swung his sword at his throat.

This is an act of ruthlessness, involving both robbery and murder to silence witnesses.

Just as the blade was about to touch Zhang Haiduan's neck, a streak of dark light arrived swiftly.

Ding!

throat!

A long, jet-black sword was embedded in the hard marble floor tile.

The sword tip touched the stone brick as easily as cutting tofu, penetrating more than a foot deep.

"The Gentleman Sword, Yue Buqun!"

The two swords, one purple and one green, exchanged a glance, and a chill ran through them.

Although they failed to kill Zhang Haiduan, they had already snatched Luo Mo's body into their arms, and without further ado, they leaped out and fled.

"Want to leave? Did you ask for my permission?"

Yue Zhuoqun's body moved like a flying goose, his hands sweeping behind his back as he landed gracefully in front of the two men.

The purple and green swords were so frightened that their pupils shrank, and they subconsciously retreated.

"What...what should we do?" Qingjian asked.

The Purple and Green Twin Swords were their names in the martial arts world. Those who didn't know them might think they were a loving couple, but those who knew their background would scoff at them.

Both were from the Kongtong Sect, with Zi Jian as their master and Qing Jian as their disciple. Despite being more than twenty years apart in age, they became husband and wife.

If the two were truly in love, that would be fine, but the process of their union is quite intriguing.

Whether it was the master forcing the disciple, or the disciple coveting status, no one can say for sure.

"Without his sword, he might not be able to unleash his full power and break through!" Zi Jianyi shouted through gritted teeth.

The Huashan School was founded more than two hundred years ago, and its martial arts, including sword, palm, and fist techniques, were all unique.

However, since the Five Mountains Sword Sects merged more than a hundred years ago, Mount Hua has gradually evolved into a sect that focuses on swordsmanship, and the Mount Hua Sect has become the Mount Hua Sword Sect.

Therefore, in his view, Yue Buqun without a sword was like a toothless tiger, whose courage suddenly grew.

Swish~

He thrust out his twin swords, the yin and yang sword techniques grinding against each other, trying to pierce Yue Buqun's shoulders just like he had done to Zhang Renfeng.

"You can't unleash your full power without a sword? Who do you think you are!"

Yue Zhuoqun smiled coldly and extended both hands simultaneously, his left hand holding the Empty Fist and his right hand holding the Hunyuan Palm.

Cough!

With two sharp cracks, Yue Zhuoqun nearly broke the blades of the Purple and Green Twin Swords with his bare hands.

The continuous internal energy spread through their bodies along the longsword, causing their internal organs to tremble and causing them to cough up blood on the spot.

"Pfft~"

Blood spurted out, and the body of Rama in his arms fell to the ground.

However, fear had replaced their greed, and they pleaded loudly, "Senior Brother Yue, we are disciples of the Kongtong Sect, please spare our lives."

Whether it's Kongtong, Qingcheng, Kunlun, or Huashan, in any Taoist martial arts sect, people of the same generation like to address each other as senior brother or junior brother to express their closeness.

But Yue Zhuoqun completely ignored him and said with disdain, "You only do murder and robbery. As your senior brother, I can't bear to lose face like that."

With a single step, the palm strike transformed into a chilling aura.