With a sword drawn, he laughs proudly, his martial prowess dominating the heavens!

Chapter 39 Sword Stained with Blood of Mount Song

The sky was dark, and no stars or moon could be seen.

Li Che left the city and headed south, but after traveling several miles, he did not see a single person.

He secretly calculated that there were only two groups of people who could possibly harm Qu Feiyan.

If it was Miss Ren who did it, then the little girl should not be in any danger. What would be her purpose in tricking me into coming here?

If it wasn't her, then it's most likely that Di Xiu was the one who did it.

If it really is that scoundrel Di Xiu, then I was careless. I never expected that this person would harbor such malicious intentions based on just a few words.

I suspect this guy has been keeping an eye on her during the day and has mistaken that little girl Qu Feiyan for his own sister.

Thinking of this, Li Che sneered inwardly, unconsciously tightening his grip on his longsword. He then looked up at the dark clouds on the horizon, thinking, "Good senior brother, you'd better not go too far!"

Li Che was not a reckless person. During the banquet, the Wang family had already mentioned that Di Xiu had come to Luoyang to purchase medicinal herbs.

It was called an acquisition, but it was not much different from plundering by force, except that the targets were wealthy and powerful local merchants in Luoyang, such as the Wang family of Jindao.

Therefore, it is speculated that the Thirteen Protectors of the Songshan Sect would not come out of seclusion for such a trivial matter.

A few rotten fish and shrimp, Li could wipe them out with a flick of his hand.

As for Qu Feiyan, it would be best if she could be saved. If it is too late to save her, the only option is to kill the traitors of the Songshan Sect to accompany her in death!

Before he had gone five miles, Li Che’s eyes narrowed slightly. He saw a ball of fire suddenly appear in the dense forest to his left. Before he could make a move, the fire shot straight into the depths of the forest.

"Inviting someone into a trap? Let's see if we can even fit Li in!"

Even so, Li Che had already activated his Purple Cloud Inner Strength, instantly clearing his senses, and quickly gave chase.

The air in the forest was slightly damp, and the earthy, fresh scent of grass and trees filled my nostrils.

The road ahead was lined with trees, the ground beneath my feet was sometimes firm and sometimes soft, and all I could hear was the rustling of the wind through the new leaves, and the breaths of others.

Li Che didn't chase after them in a hurry, always keeping a distance of about seven or eight zhang from the person in front of him, carefully observing his surroundings.

On the contrary, the person carrying the torch ran too fast and tripped halfway. A faint cry of pain could be heard, but he quickly got up and ran away without looking back.

After chasing for about half an incense stick's time, the fire finally stopped, revealing a secluded mountain hollow ahead, where the firelight illuminated several figures around them.

It really was Di Xiu!

Upon closer inspection, there were a total of six people.

One of them, dressed in the attire of the Songshan Sect, stood side by side with Di Xiu. He was rather short, with narrow eyes and thin lips, and a cold smile on his face.

The four Songshan disciples behind them were dressed in light-colored clothing. The one on the far right held a sword to Qu Feiyan's neck, while the little girl had her hands tied behind her back and a tattered rag stuffed in her mouth.

Upon seeing Li Che, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she quickly glared at him, showing little fear.

"Junior brother, your eyesight is poor; do you know which senior brother this is?"

"Wan Daping!"

It turns out they were the two members of the Liu family who were killed. Birds of a feather flock together, that's really true.

"So it's Senior Brother Wan. May I ask what brings you two senior brothers here so late at night? Kidnapping a little girl is hardly the act of a righteous sect. Does Grandmaster Zuo know of your actions?"

As they spoke, Li Che had already walked to within two zhang of them. The two men had no scruples, convinced that Li Che would not dare to act rashly.

Di Xiu's face was cold, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. "I have heard that the sixth precept of Mount Hua is 'Arrogance and conceit, offending fellow practitioners.'"

Junior Brother Li, don't say that your senior brother didn't give you a chance. You have insulted me several times today. If you and your sister cripple your martial arts, sever your tendons and cut off your tongues, your senior brother may not be able to spare your lives!

Li Feifei, the name is quite fitting, meaning "Do not speak or do anything improper." Hahaha—!

Upon hearing this, Li Che glared at Qu Feiyan, thinking, "That brat knows how to save her life."

"Senior Brother Di has a good plan. You can't write if your tendons are severed, and you can't speak if your tongue is cut off. Why don't I give you a pair of eyes instead? That way, you won't lose your composure when you see your senior brother in the future and be misunderstood by others," Li Che said with a forced smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, Di and Wan were feeling smug when Li Che raised his voice slightly and added, "However! There's another rule in the seventh precept of Mount Hua: Do not associate with scoundrels or collude with demons!"

Before the word "evil" could be uttered, a sharp, clanging sound of a sword rang out.

Li Che drew his sword and pushed it out of its sheath, releasing a burst of energy. The sheath shot out like a sharp arrow.

At a distance of two zhang, before the Songshan disciple who was holding Qu Feiyan hostage could even lift his eyelids, a sharp, grating sound of a blunt instrument piercing flesh could be heard, and his neck had been pierced.

If someone wants to kill me, then strike first!

Qu Feiyan felt a lightness on her shoulder, and the broadsword slid backward.

The girl was quite quick-witted; after a moment of stunned silence, she suddenly stomped her feet on the ground and lunged outwards.

However, as soon as she stood up, a glimmer of light flashed before her eyes.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Li Che's figure sway forward more than ten feet, so fast that he was like a phantom. His long sword unfolded like a silver ribbon, the blade straight and the tip trembling like a ray, heading straight for Di Xiu's chest!

Li Che suddenly attacked without any warning. It wasn't until the long sword was upon him that Di Xiu reacted and his expression changed drastically.

During the exchange at the Wang family banquet, he initially thought that Li Che had only learned some finger skills. He was only twenty years old, and even if he had been practicing since birth, how much skill could he possibly have?

Therefore, tonight he originally wanted to humiliate Li Che and then kill the kid to vent his hatred!

To be on the safe side, he also summoned his junior apprentice, Wan Daping, who was also going to Luoyang on business.

It was both to startle the enemy and to expose the ugly behavior of the Huashan Sect disciples.

However, judging from the power of the sword in front of him, he was certain that he was no match for it.

At first glance, the boy's face was as red as a jujube in the darkness, and Di Xiu was terrified.

Zixia Divine Skill!

How is that possible!

This kid is a monster!

Wan Daping's hair stood on end as well; before he had even drawn his broadsword, he hastily took three steps back.

"Better to die than for my fellow Daoist! Senior Brother Di, you may go first. I will return to the sect and inform Master that I will definitely go to Mount Hua to seek justice for you!"

Having considered this, Senior Brother Wan was already considering leaving.

"ah--!"

Just as he was about to turn around, he heard a scream.

The long sword pierced through his chest, but the one killed was not Di Xiu!

At the critical moment, this guy actually raised his hand, grabbed a Songshan Sect disciple behind him, and pushed him in front of him to block the fatal blow.

Di and Wan are truly from the same school!

With another clang, Li Che drew his sword again, and in an instant, the two remaining outer disciples of Songshan fell to the ground, their throats gripped. Two streams of hot blood gushed out, rising into a cloud of red mist. The heavy stench of blood had already caused the wild beasts in the forest to roar excitedly.

"Junior brother, run!"

Di Xiu staggered a few steps to Wan Daping's side, grabbed his arm tightly with his right hand and shouted. But his legs were weak, his voice trembled, and he was covered in sweat.

Wan Daping was so anxious he wanted to curse.

Damn it, instead of splitting up and running away, are they just going to huddle together and get killed?!

Then, realizing the truth, he understood. The mastermind was Di Xiu, and he was just a sycophant. This little devil would kill him first anyway. In an instant, his expression turned cold. "Senior brother, don't panic. The two of us might not be outmatched!"

However, Di Xiu was terrified. He gripped the broadsword tightly and pushed it up with his thumb, but he no longer had the strength he had at the alley entrance that afternoon.

After killing four people, Li Che did not rush to make his move. He glanced at Qu Feiyan, who was lying paralyzed in the grass behind him, and then turned to look directly at the two of them.

The personal disciple of Master Zuo of Songshan has revealed his ugly side!

The treacherous and cunning are inherently cowardly; they are ruthless when powerful and weak when power is weak.

Zuo Lengchan truly deserves the title of "tyrant," but what about his disciples...?

After a few breaths, Li Che's lips curled into a cold smile. "Senior brothers, have you discussed your strategy?!"

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