26: Chapter 26 One man and one sword guard a lonely village; today, the Li River is no more!

"Arrogant!"

"Ignorant child, how dare you bully my Lijiang Sect and claim we have no one?!"

Mu Beifeng laughed out of extreme rage.

As the leader of a sect with status within a hundred-mile radius, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

To be scared into not moving because someone drew a line? How could he and the Lijiang Sect save Face if word of this got out?

"All Disciples, hear my command! Form the 'Thousand Rivers Sword Array'!"

"Crush him for me!"

Following Mu Beifeng's order, the dozens of elite Disciples, whose eyes were already bloodshot with suppressed rage, roared in unison.

Dozens of Flying Swords soared into the sky, weaving together into a massive blue sword net.

It was as if the waters of the Lijiang River were pouring backward, carrying a momentum of ten thousand tons. It crossed the white line Ye Xiu had drawn and descended right toward him!

"Stubborn and foolish."

Ye Xiu sighed softly and shook his head.

He lifted the wine gourd with his left hand, tilted his head back, and poured a large mouthful of the pungent 'Demon God Brew' down his throat.

The liquid entered his throat like rolling hot charcoal.

In the next instant, Ye Xiu's eyes snapped open. Within his pupils, it was as if an ancient White Tiger was roaring at the heavens!

"Dao Palace · Dionysian Sword Control!"

"Pfft!"

Ye Xiu opened his mouth and spat.

That wasn't a mist of wine; it was the surging Gengjin Sword Qi!

The platinum-colored airflow instantly transformed into a sky-covering storm. Every drop of wine became an indestructible small sword.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The seemingly grand 'Thousand Rivers Sword Array' was like paper in the Face of this Gengjin storm.

The moment the dozens of Spiritual Artifact Flying Swords came into contact with the platinum airflow,

they were directly ground into scrap metal fragments, clattering to the ground in a heap!

"What?!"

Mu Beifeng's eyes nearly popped out. "Destroying Spiritual Artifacts with a breath? What... what kind of Physical Body is this?!"

However, Ye Xiu didn't give him time to be surprised.

He took a step forward, and his figure instantly vanished from where he stood.

"Sword Control Technique · Instant Kill!"

Flash!

A piercing white light flashed through the group of Lijiang Sect Disciples who hadn't even reacted yet.

The scene seemed to freeze at that moment.

Ye Xiu's figure appeared behind the crowd, his back to them. The demon slaying sword in his hand pointed diagonally toward the ground, a single drop of blood slowly dripping from the tip.

He picked up the wine gourd, took another sip, and said indifferently:

"First sword."

Pfft!

Pfft!

Pfft!

Pfft!

The moment his voice fell,

a thin line of blood appeared simultaneously on the necks of the thirty-six elite Lijiang Sect Disciples who had crossed the white line.

Immediately after, thirty-six heads soared into the sky in perfect unison!

Blood erupted like fountains, dyeing half the sky red under the setting sun!

One sword, thirty-six people insta-killed!

"Devil... You're a devil!"

The few remaining Disciples who had been standing at the back and hadn't had time to charge were now scared out of their wits. Their legs went soft, and they didn't even have the strength to hold their swords.

They wanted to run, but their legs felt as if they were filled with lead.

"It's your turn."

Ye Xiu slowly turned around, his indifferent eyes locking onto Mu Beifeng in the air.

"You... don't come over here!"

Mu Beifeng was trembling all over, but he was the leader of a sect after all. In this moment of crisis, he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of essence blood.

"I summon the Old Ancestor's Dharma Body! Lijiang Water God, descend!"

Rumble!

In the Void Realm behind Mu Beifeng, a massive amount of water vapor suddenly surged out, and a ten-zhang-tall blue water giant phantom holding a trident slowly emerged.

That was the 'False God' avatar worshipped by the Lijiang Sect for generations, possessing the power of the Six Harmonies Realm Peak!

"Boy! To be able to force me to use my trump card, you have enough to be proud of! Now die!"

Mu Beifeng roared ferociously, controlling the massive Water God avatar to thrust the trident at Ye Xiu.

Facing this world-destroying strike,

Ye Xiu not only didn't dodge but instead put away the demon slaying sword.

He stood in place and took a deep breath.

The Lung Divine Treasury inside his body vibrated wildly, emitting a roar like the clashing of metal.

He slowly raised his right hand. He didn't use a sword, but instead pressed his fingers together like a blade.

"Shrouding the Heavens Method!"

At this moment, Ye Xiu's arm seemed to turn into pure gold; it was the perfect Fusion of the Ancient Desolate Saint Body and the Gengjin Qi.

Against the descending giant trident and that overbearing Water God avatar, he executed a casual—

swipe!

Screech!!!

A hundred-zhang-long platinum blade light traversed between heaven and earth!

This light was so bright that it even outshone the setting sun on the horizon, causing everyone to instinctively close their eyes.

There was no earth-shattering explosion as imagined.

There was only a... cutting sound.

Like a hot knife through butter.

That massive Water God avatar, along with the trident in Mu Beifeng's hand, and Mu Beifeng's own Protective Aura...

under this Golden Emperor Slash, all were split in two!

"This... this is impossible..."

Mu Beifeng stood blankly in mid-air. A blood line appeared between his eyebrows, extending all the way down his body.

The life in his eyes faded rapidly, leaving only endless regret and fear.

Even in death, he didn't understand why this young man, who looked only in his early twenties, was so ridiculously strong.

Splash!

Mu Beifeng's body, along with the split Water God avatar, turned into two halves and fell into the dust.

The Sect Master of the Lijiang Sect had fallen!

Between heaven and earth, there was a dead silence.

Only the rustling of leaves in the evening wind could be heard.

Ye Xiu stood at the village entrance strewn with corpses, his white clothes untainted by dust.

He shook the wine gourd in his hand and found that the wine was already finished.

"What a pity. The wine wasn't even warm before everyone died."

Ye Xiu smacked his lips with a bit of regret.

Just then, the Blind Man's voice, full of emotion, came from behind him:

"Such domineering Gengjin Qi... such a ruthless sword."

"This kid is even crazier than the Butcher was in his youth."

The Butcher, holding his pig-slaughtering knife and looking at the corpses all over the ground, actually revealed a rare smile of admiration:

"Well killed! This is what a man should do!"

"This Lijiang Sect has been bullying people for a long time; it should have been destroyed long ago! This kid suits my temperament!"

Ye Xiu turned around and grinned at the several old men, returning to his playful and cheeky appearance:

"Seniors, this ground... I might have to trouble you to wash it."

But Ye Xiu might have thought the matter too simple.

The two old men first smiled.

Then he saw the Blind Man leaning on his cane and slowly walking toward him.

"Kid, your sword technique has improved again. Do you dare to trade a few moves with this old blind man?"

In fact, when Ye Xiu was fighting the Butcher in the village earlier, the others already couldn't hold back.

But at that time, out of concern for Face and fear that the Village Chief would be unhappy, none of them stepped forward.

And today, the Blind Man proactively brought it up.

"Senior, you're really flattering me too much!"

As a transmigrator, Ye Xiu certainly knew that the blind man in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person.

That was the former God of Spear.

And according to the original work, taking out the Lijiang Sect should have been this Grandpa Blind's job.

Ye Xiu had snatched someone else's business.

"Kid, don't be humble anymore. Today, you don't have a choice!"

As he spoke, the former God of Spear's Aura was released.

It was as if what he held in his hand wasn't a bamboo pole, but a peerless spear!

Knowing that a big battle was unavoidable, Ye Xiu could only shake his head helplessly.

"Senior, in that case, please guide me!"