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

Traveling upstream along the Yellow River, it took a little over a day to reach the Yellow River Gang's mountain stronghold.

"Master Yue, the Yellow River Gang thieves are hiding in that mountain valley. There is a watchtower guarded by henchmen at the entrance, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack."

"It doesn't matter. No matter how many lackeys there are, they are no match for absolute strength."

Yue Zhuoqun chuckled softly and turned to look at Yang Lin:

"Kid, I'm going to be the first to charge in. Are you staying on the ship or coming with me?"

Yang Lin understood the implied meaning in the music and, without saying a word, took a long sword from a servant: "I am willing to follow Hero Yue."

"it is good!"

Yue Zhuoqun nodded and instructed the thirteen Huashan disciples he had brought:

"I will deal with those three dragons and four serpents; you can handle the minions."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped off the gunwale and soared into the sky, heading straight for the watchtower at the entrance of the mountain pass.

His body skimmed across the water, his toes touched the wall of the watchtower, and he suddenly rose two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) into the air, easily leaping onto the watchtower.

"There's an enemy..."

The henchmen on the watchtower were startled and instinctively shouted, but before they could finish speaking, a chilling sword aura enveloped their bodies.

Puff puff……

The move "Ancient Cypress Forest" from the Huashan Swordplay instantly claimed the lives of five henchmen sentries.

Before the corpse could fall to the ground, Yue Buqun leaped towards the second watchtower.

What would be an easy entrance for an ordinary person to defend but difficult to attack, he could enter as if he were in an empty place.

On the large ship, Yang Lin's blood boiled and his heart pounded: "What amazing swordsmanship, what superb lightness skill!"

"These are our Huashan Sword Technique and Golden Goose Skill."

The Huashan disciples, their faces full of pride, drew their swords and leaped off the large ship, saying, "Brother Yang, stay close to us."

……

In the main hall of the mountain stronghold, the three dragons and four serpents were drinking and eating heartily, each holding a woman they had abducted, and wantonly fondling her.

"Brother, we robbed the Yang family's merchant ship and injured Xie Fenghuang. Will this invite retaliation from the Huashan Sect?"

"What's there to be afraid of? Mount Hua today is not the same Mount Hua it was fifteen years ago," the Yellow River Elder sneered disdainfully.

"But they still have two top-notch experts."

"Pah! What a load of bull! A first-rate master! He's all show and no substance. It's all just hype from those hypocrites in the righteous path."

"Hua Shaokun is known as the Wandering Dragon Swordsman, but he can't even beat his eleven-year-old nephew."

Two months ago, the sect leader Yue Buqun was easily defeated by Ren Woxing at the foot of Blackwood Cliff.

With such a record, he dares to call himself a top-tier expert?

"The seven of us brothers join forces, roaming freely and happily along the Yellow River. When have we ever been afraid of anyone?"

If Yue Buqun and Hua Shaokun dare to come, I'll make sure their heads roll.

Let's move our stronghold right to Mount Hua!

At this point, the Yellow River Elder's lips curled into a lewd grin:

"I've heard that Yue Buqun's wife is one of the most beautiful women in the martial arts world. We should all enjoy her when the time comes."

"Hmm~"

As he spoke, he unconsciously tightened his grip, causing the woman in his arms to cry out in pain and struggle in resistance.

"Snapped!"

"You bitch, serving me is your honor, and you dare to resist?"

The woman was slapped and sent flying, her cheek swollen high, but she glared fiercely at Huang He Lao Da without saying a word.

She was originally a respectable woman from the banks of the Yellow River, and her husband was a fisherman.

Because of her good looks, when she went to the river to deliver food to her husband, she was seen by the three dragons and four men who were aroused by her lust.

They not only abducted her to their mountain stronghold, but also killed her husband and threw her infant son to his death.

The women in the arms of the other men were all of similar background and circumstances.

They considered ending it all, but hatred sustained them as they waited for a chance to take revenge.

"Damn it, you dare to glare at me? Looks like you haven't been disciplined enough."

Huanghe Laoda kicked over the table in front of him, stepped in front of the woman, grabbed her hair with his left hand and lifted her head to his waist, while his right hand went straight to undo his belt.

"Hahaha, Big Brother is awesome!"

The other six cheered at the sight, not finding anything wrong with it.

"Oh!"

"Crash..."

Just as they pulled out the foul-smelling substance, a loud crash was heard, the door shattered, and two henchmen tumbled in.

The three dragons and four serpents were startled and roared in fury:

"what happened?"

"Chief, enemies have... enemies have broken in."

Looking out through the broken door, the mountain stronghold was already ablaze with fire, filled with shouts of battle, and filled with henchmen fleeing for their lives in a sorry state.

The elegant middle-aged man with a sword in his hand was extremely eye-catching. He moved with agility and swiftness, and people fell wherever he went.

"You bastard, how dare you provoke the Yellow River Gang!"

Apart from Huanghe Laoda, the other six men picked up their weapons, leaped out of the hall, and surrounded Yue Zhuoqun.

"You madman, who are you?"

"Yue Buqun!"

The group of people gasped. How could he have barged in so soon after they started talking about Yue Buqun?

"Great! Speak of the devil and he appears. Perfect timing to kill you and settle down on Mount Hua."

Yue Zhuoqun glanced at the hall and saw the seven women, who were ravaged beyond recognition but whose eyes held excitement and anticipation. His tone was icy:

"Go and make your home in hell!"

The sword technique was unleashed, the sword energy crisscrossing, aiming straight for the throat of one of the men.

These three dragons and four serpents were second-rate figures, but they still had some skills, unlike those lowly soldiers who couldn't even react in time.

He brandished his weapon, striking Yue Buqun all over.

The one attacked by Yue Zhuoqun was using a three-pronged steel fork, trying to use the fork prongs to block Yue Zhuoqun's longsword, thus blocking his sword moves and creating an opportunity for the other brothers to attack.

Unfortunately, he underestimated Yue Zhuoqun.

The sword technique remained unchanged, but the Purple Cloud Divine Skill was activated, and a powerful, surging internal force emanated from the longsword, instantly sending the steel fork flying.

The sword thrust straight in, piercing the opponent's throat with a soft "thud".

This happened so fast that the others couldn't even react.

Just two minutes ago, they were mocking Yue Buqun's first-rate cultivation level, saying it was just hype from hypocrites in the righteous path and didn't live up to its reputation.

In the blink of an eye, one of our brothers was killed.

Is this still considered a case of misrepresentation?

I'm afraid even many established top-tier masters might not be able to achieve such ease and comfort.

Feeling terrified, he instinctively withdrew his attack, wanting to avoid its sharp edge.

But Yue Zhuoqun's longsword flashed, his sword moves were unpredictable, weaving a dense and impenetrable sword net.

He turned what was originally a situation of being besieged into a situation where one person trapped several others.

puff puff...

With each sword strike, one person was killed or seriously injured.

After six moves, three were dead and three were injured.

bang~

Inside the hall, Huanghe Laoda staggered, nearly collapsing to the ground. He used the oar-shaped weapon in his hand to steady himself.

He didn't rush out because he was adjusting his belt.

He had just finished fastening his belt and picked up his weapon when he saw the miserable state of the six brothers.

Thinking back to his boastful words, he wanted to slap himself a few times. Why did he have to provoke the Huashan Sect?

All six brothers have been killed; it would be pointless for me to charge in again.

His eyes darted around, and he grabbed the tearful woman in front of him and threw her at Yue Zhuoqun.

He then decisively turned around, smashed through the back wall with a paddle, and leaped out.