You dare to mess with me? Kill with one sword

He arrived at the trading backend.

Xiao Ming handed over enough mid-grade spirit stones and bought the third broken sword fragment.

He wasn't in a hurry to immediately cultivate the Great River Sword Intent within it; instead, he casually tossed the broken sword fragment into his ink void ring and prepared to leave.

Presumably, Murong Chong and the Grey-robed Old Man, Wu Feiying, were already waiting for him at the entrance of Golden Jade Tower.

Just then.

A plump, silver-haired old man arrived at the backend.

As soon as Xiao Ming saw this old man, he instinctively narrowed his eyes.

The aura emanating from this silver-haired old man was terrifying; he was at least a Divine Sea Realm expert!

As for which minor Cultivation Level of the Divine Sea Realm, Xiao Ming did not know.

"Young brother, you must be Young Master Xiao Ming from the Spirit Sword Sect, yes?" the silver-haired old man chuckled, taking the initiative to greet him. "My surname is Jin, and I am the House Lord Jin of Golden Jade Tower."

"So it's House Lord Jin, a pleasure to meet you!" Xiao Ming casually cupped his hands in greeting.

At the same time, a hint of doubt arose.

Why had the House Lord Jin of Golden Jade Tower suddenly come here?

And from the looks of it, it seemed he had come specifically for him.

Perhaps sensing the doubt in Xiao Ming's eyes, House Lord Jin proactively explained, "I've already heard about your conflict with Murong Chong. Haha, Young Master Xiao truly lives up to his reputation as a direct disciple personally accepted by Sect Leader Li; he is indeed sufficiently unyielding."

"Even the usually arrogant, conceited, and lawless Murong Chong suffered a setback in front of you."

After a pause, House Lord Jin continued, "However, this is Qingfeng City after all; it's the Murong Family's territory."

"If anything were to happen to Murong Chong, the Murong Family's experts would quickly arrive, and then you would be at a disadvantage."

"Young Master Xiao, my Golden Jade Tower has a secluded small gate. Would you like to discreetly leave through it?"

House Lord Jin smiled, showing full goodwill.

Xiao Ming, however, shook his head.

"Thank you for your kindness, House Lord Jin, but when I, Xiao Ming, travel outside, I not only consider my own safety but also bear the honor of the Spirit Sword Sect."

"If I were to sneak away through a small gate, who knows how Murong Chong would disparage our Spirit Sword Sect!" Xiao Ming said slowly, his expression indifferent.

"More importantly,"

"Murong Chong and that Grey-robed Old Man who is his bodyguard are, in my eyes, nothing but chickens and dogs; I can eliminate them with a flick of my hand."

"As long as I can deal with them before the Murong Family's experts arrive, then I can calmly retreat."

After hearing these words, House Lord Jin was somewhat stunned.

He seemed not to have expected Xiao Ming to be so unyielding, insisting on engaging in a fight with Murong Chong in Qingfeng City.

Did he not know that Qingfeng City was the Murong Family's lair?

To dare to openly clash with Murong Chong in Qingfeng City, this Xiao Ming... he really was bold enough!

Looking at the stunned House Lord Jin, Xiao Ming retorted, "House Lord Jin, why did you tell me about the small gate of Golden Jade Tower?"

"If I were to sneak away through the small gate today, Murong Chong's anger would have nowhere to vent, and he would definitely cause trouble for you."

Upon hearing this.

The silver-haired House Lord Jin couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

"Murong Chong is nothing! He relies on Murong Ce and the entire Murong Family's backing, and has always been arrogant and overbearing. He doesn't even put our Golden Jade Tower in his eyes," House Lord Jin said with an indignant expression.

"If it weren't for the sake of his father, Murong Ce, our Golden Jade Tower would have quietly gotten rid of him long ago!"

Xiao Ming suddenly understood.

At the same time, he slightly lowered his guard.

No wonder this House Lord Jin had personally come to help him and tell him about the small gate.

It turned out that Golden Jade Tower and Murong Chong also had a conflict, but this conflict was temporarily suppressed.

As the saying goes.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend, so House Lord Jin's actions were understandable.

"Young Master Xiao, if you are determined to teach Murong Chong a lesson, the Grey-robed Old Man beside him is a relatively troublesome problem," House Lord Jin said sincerely.

"That old man is named Wu Feiying. He advanced to the early Danhu Realm ten years ago. Although his Cultivation Level has remained stagnant for these past ten years, his martial arts and combat experience have become more formidable year by year."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing," Xiao Ming said calmly.

Then he strode towards the entrance.

Watching Xiao Ming's departing back, House Lord Jin's eyes flickered, wondering what he was thinking... Approximately three minutes later.

Xiao Ming arrived at the main entrance of Golden Jade Tower.

His gaze swept across, and he saw a large open space had already been cleared at the entrance. Murong Chong and Wu Feiying both stood with their hands behind their backs, glaring at him with murderous intent.

In the distance, the idle martial artists watching the spectacle had all formed a circle, craning their necks, eagerly anticipating the start of the great battle.

Seeing Xiao Ming emerge, Murong Chong declared proudly, "You, surnamed Xiao, don't need to be afraid. I won't tell my father about today's battle, lest others say I'm using my influence to bully people!"

"Oh, really?" Xiao Ming's expression was indifferent.

Seeing Xiao Ming's cold reaction, an inexplicable surge of nameless anger rose in Murong Chong's heart, because he wanted to see a nervous or frightened Xiao Ming.

But Xiao Ming's reaction made him feel like punching cotton, with power but nowhere to use it.

His most proud identity had no effect in front of Xiao Ming.

"Old Wu, go! Kill this brat!" Murong Chong exclaimed angrily.

Before his words finished, Wu Feiying stomped heavily on the ground, transforming into a black streak that shot straight towards Xiao Ming.

Within the black streak, Wu Feiying's dazzling fist glow illuminated.

Wu Feiying's speed was incredibly fast, bringing with him a strong gale. Although he hadn't yet made contact with Xiao Ming, the strong wind had already ruffled Xiao Ming's flowing long hair.

The dazzling fist glow also made Xiao Ming's skin tingle slightly.

And Murong Chong, at this moment, a mocking smile had already appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Wu Feiying had followed him for many years, not only was he loyal, but he had also long cultivated to the early Danhu Realm, his strength was extremely powerful!

Murong Chong was confident that with this punch from Wu Feiying, it would be enough to smash Xiao Ming into a pile of shattered remains!

However.

What happened next made Murong Chong so shocked his teeth nearly fell out!

Xiao Ming, who had originally been standing still, suddenly drew the long sword from his waist. Then, he raised the long sword high and fiercely chopped downwards.

A hundred-meter-long, five-colored sword shadow formed out of thin air!

The sword shadow paused for a moment, then, carrying a terrifying sword might capable of splitting mountains and seas, it furiously slashed down!

"Boom!!"

An earth-shattering explosion resounded.

The unprepared Wu Feiying was directly struck by the five-colored sword shadow. The powerful sword might swept forth, like tens of thousands of sharp blades, instantly engulfing Wu Feiying.

"Ah!"

Wu Feiying, struck head-on by the sword shadow, let out a scream comparable to a pig being slaughtered.

And then.

Under the shocked gazes of Murong Chong and countless onlookers, Wu Feiying, who had cultivated to the early Danhu Realm and possessed formidable strength, was instantly blown apart!

His somewhat aged body transformed into countless fragments, scattering in all directions.

Instant kill!

Wu Feiying was instantly blown apart by Xiao Ming's single sword strike!

Silence.

Dead silence all around!

Murong Chong's mouth hung open, wide enough to fit a large duck egg!

The idle martial artists watching the spectacle were all in a state of stupor, each one like a statue, foolishly staring at this scene.

How could this be... Did everyone see that correctly?

That powerful Wu Feiying actually couldn't even withstand a single move and was instantly killed on the spot?

Wu Feiying was a Danhu Realm expert!

Since when were Danhu Realm experts so weak?

No, that's not right!

It wasn't that Wu Feiying was too weak, but rather, Xiao Ming was too strong!

So strong that he could kill Wu Feiying, a Danhu Realm expert, with one sword!

Thinking of this.

Everyone's gaze simultaneously fell upon Murong Chong.

Murong Chong, this arrogant and overbearing profligate second-generation rich kid, had hit a brick wall this time!