The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

fast!
The feeling that Dongfang Que's sword strike gave people was just one word - fast!

Faced with such a fast knife, the outstretched arm seemed to feel the threat and quickly retracted like a spring.

The other warriors in the hall only had time to catch a glimpse of a fleeting red light and the sound of a "whoosh" as it penetrated into their flesh.

With a flash, the black shadow retreated rapidly, leaving behind a large amount of blood that formed a line in the air.

When Dongfang Que saw that he failed to cut off the head with one blow, he immediately chased after him, with scarlet knife lights following him like a shadow.

As the two men chased and fled, a violent gust of wind was stirred up.

The martial artists from Qianfeng Mansion in the square saw it with their eyes, but their brains were unable to react.

Even though their brains were trying very hard, they were still working too slowly.

Seeing that the strong wind that swept up Dongfang Que and the other man along the way was about to hit him, if he was hit by the aftermath, he would be seriously injured at least.

At the critical moment, Bai Qingmeng shook the Qiuli whisk in his hand lightly, and the strong wind that was sweeping in the air suddenly subsided strangely.

Puff--puff--puff--

It was not until three more sounds of piercing the flesh were heard while the two were chasing each other that the brains of the rest of the people in the square finally responded.

In an instant, everyone turned their heads and looked back, and saw two figures, one red and one black, who had already flown a hundred meters away and were still flying away rapidly.

Then I saw the sad and beautiful light of the red sleeves' sword, which turned into red lines all over the sky, like soft silk wrapped around fingers, chasing the black shadow.

As the black shadow flew by, its speed was so fast that inertia pulled the blood into threads, which spilled all the way.

The fact that he was not beheaded by Dongfang Que with a single blow was a testament to his great martial arts skills.

But after seeing this knife attack, the injured black shadow did not dare to fight back and just fled in embarrassment.

The speed of both of them was so fast that except for Fang Xun and Bai Qingmeng, the others in the field couldn't even see their figures and appearances clearly.

It was not until the two figures disappeared in the distance that a gasp was finally heard in the field.

"Hiss—someone wants to rob the jade tablet!"

I don’t know who shouted, but the whole place suddenly went into an uproar.

"Who is so bold as to take action in front of Fairy Dongfang?"

"It was so fast that I couldn't even see who it was!"

No one in the scene knew that they had just been to the gates of hell. If Bai Qingmeng had not taken action, there would probably have been many casualties caused by the aftermath.

Everyone was extremely surprised by what had just happened, and for a moment the square became noisy again.

Jia Zizai was also a little frightened and looked at Bai Qingmeng unconsciously. He wanted to speak, but he was afraid to speak. He could only wait for the other party to say something.

Although it is not clear who the other party is, he came with Dongfang Que, and it seems that they are on an equal footing.

But Bai Qingmeng still just sat there quietly, with empty eyes and a wandering mind, as if he didn't want to care about anything happening in the outside world.

When Jia Zi saw that she didn't speak for a long time, and looked at the chaotic square, he became anxious like an ant on hot pan.

Now Dongfang Que had chased away from the field. In order to prevent the man from before and his accomplices from waiting for an opportunity to act, Jia Zizai no longer cared about anything else. He took a deep breath and shouted.

"Everyone, retreat 20 feet away from the jade stele. Anyone who doesn't retreat is an accomplice of that person!"

A loud shout drowned out all the noise in the field, making the square quiet for a moment.

The next moment, everyone else reacted and the crowd rushed forward like birds and beasts, moving away from the jade stele, including the other several enlightened masters at the main table.

Although they could ignore Jia Zizai's words, they dared not ignore Bai Qingmeng, a man from the Prince of Yue's Mansion.

Fang Xun also followed the crowd and retreated, but his eyes were always fixed on the blood-colored jade tablet.

With Dongfang Que and Bai Qingmeng around, he didn't care about anything happening in the outside world and focused on observing this sword technique.

As the crowd in the field retreated, Jia Zizai saw two people in the crowd who were standing rooted to the ground and not moving at all.

An old man and a strong man, both were dressed in ordinary clothes, carrying swords and knives. There was nothing unusual about them, and they looked no different from ordinary martial artists.

But when he looked more closely, he couldn't sense the depth of the two people at all. He just saw that they had cold eyes, staring straight at Bai Qingmeng.

This made Jia Zizai's heart sink a little bit. He couldn't see through the depth of the gang, yet he dared to expose his identity as an accomplice in front of so many people without fear of being besieged.

In his opinion, even those who have reached the highest level of enlightenment don’t have the courage to do this.

Among the hundreds of people in the field, there are a dozen or so masters who have achieved enlightenment, and there is also Bai Qingmeng, whose depth is unknown. Even if he has reached the highest level of enlightenment, he still has to consider again and again whether he has enough ability.

In other words, these two people are most likely also masters of Yin Shen!

At this time, the others also felt that the atmosphere was not right, and those who reacted quickly retreated slower, for fear of attracting the attention of the two people in the field.

Jia Zizai didn't even think twice and followed him away from the main table.

The sturdy man and the old man didn't even look at anyone else, their eyes were all focused on Bai Qingmeng.

Bai Qingmeng still didn't react at all. She didn't even look at the two of them, just immersed in her own world.

However, there was a hint of solemnity in the cold eyes of the old man and the sturdy man. They also felt that they could not see through Bai Qingmeng's depth, otherwise they would have taken action long ago.

One of the burly men, who had a broadsword on his back and a rough look on his face, seemed to finally lose his patience and suddenly said:
"Fairy, we two don't want to cause any trouble. We just want this jade tablet. Can you please help us?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, many people in the field retreated faster, as if they didn't want to be involved in this trouble. Their breathing slowed down unconsciously, and they just wanted to leave Baiyunmen quietly as soon as possible.

Fang Xun also glanced at Bai Qingmeng at this time, and then looked at the old man and the strong man with pity.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The noisy square suddenly became quiet again, leaving only the slightest sound of footsteps. Figures quietly retreated, not daring to make any loud noise for fear of attracting the attention of the three people in the field.

Suddenly, an extremely cold atmosphere enveloped the square, and in an instant everyone's hair stood on end, as if they had fallen into an icy cave.

Zheng——

A sword light like lightning in a rainy night suddenly burst out from the crowd. The sound was heard only after the person drew his sword, and it cut through the sky and attacked Bai Qingmeng directly. However, the old man and the strong man took action first, and the sword and the knife pulled out a strong wind and attacked Bai Qingmeng directly.

Facing three murderous intentions, Bai Qingmeng remained motionless.

Just as the two swords and one knife were about to hit him, the sky and the earth suddenly lost their color!

It was as if the colorful canvas faded in an instant, leaving only black and white.

The three people who were rushing towards Bai Qingmeng were moving slower and slower, until they finally stopped ten feet away from the main table, and extreme panic appeared in their eyes.

They only felt their vitality fading away bit by bit, but they were unable to do anything.

The black and white world only existed for a moment, and the next moment all the colors returned, and the three people fell down.

At this moment, in the square, a group of warriors whose faces turned pale and whose steps were frozen were frightened and finally reacted.

One after another, figures collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath. The sudden attack from the three Yin Shen masters made them think that they were all dead.

But this feeling came and went quickly. In just a moment, the three of them fell to the ground with a thud. It was extremely weird.

For a moment, everyone looked at Bai Qingmeng with awe.

The girl was still in a trance, as if she didn't care at all about what was happening in the outside world.

Fang Xun shook his head as he looked at the three figures lying on the ground with only a glimmer of life left.

'Don't you think about why the Yue Palace only sent Dongfang Que, who is in the Yin God Realm, and Bai Qingmeng, who is dispensable and has a weak presence.'

Some Yangshen grandmasters would probably be tempted by the Zhenwu-level sword technique, even if it is only incomplete.

Although Dongfang Que from the Yinshen Realm was in charge of this trip, the one who really managed the situation was Bai Qingmeng, the goddess of heaven and earth.

At this moment, Bai Qingmeng suddenly spoke.

"Come out, you can't escape."

Her voice was ethereal and clear, like the sound of nature, and it instantly soothed the negative emotions in the hearts of everyone in the field, making everyone quiet down.

"I never thought that there is a master like you in the Prince of Yue's Mansion, but it's still a little short of keeping me here!"

At this moment, an old voice sounded, and everyone's eyes turned to the field.

Then, an old man in a gray robe with wrinkles all over his face appeared in front of everyone in the square, standing quietly with his hands behind his back.

The old man had an aura as deep as the ocean and a calm face. Just standing there, he attracted everyone's attention unconsciously, as if he was the center of the world.

"Grandmaster Yangshen?!"

In an instant, everyone's face turned pale and their whole bodies trembled like sieves.

The old man did not restrain his own energy, and the figures seemed to be frozen, standing still and unable to move.

At this moment, Fang Xun's voice suddenly appeared in everyone's ears.

"There are so many unexpected things. Even I didn't expect that the Blood Demon Sect would send a Yangshen Grandmaster to Jiangnan. Why does Xue Linlang want this jade tablet?"

Hearing this voice, the old man's face changed drastically, no longer as calm as before. Without thinking, he leaped up, turned into a light of blood, and wanted to break through the air to fly away.

In a flash, blood illuminated half the sky.

Fang Xun, who had just walked out of the crowd, did not take action but looked at Bai Qingmeng, and the other party did not disappoint him.

She flicked the Qiuli whisk and raised her hand to wave lightly.

With this wave of the sword, a hazy and light sword energy was drawn in the air, without a trace of fireworks or any dust.

A simple wave of the hand caused the old man, who had fled madly without hesitation, to be haunted.

He just felt that this was the most terrifying sword he had ever seen.

It was as if the girl wielding the sword was no longer a human, but the sky above!

She drew her sword and was stabbed herself. This seemed natural and an established fact that no one could change.

Although the sword energy was plain and dull, judging from its appearance, anyone at the Innate Realm could have wielded it.

But the old man in gray robe knew that this sword could kill him!
The sword energy slowly floated up into the sky in front of everyone's eyes. It was so slow, compared to the old man's fleeing speed, it was like a turtle crawling.

But everyone could see clearly that the faint sword energy was actually catching up with the gray-robed old man little by little, which made people feel extremely contradictory.

The sword energy was floating in the air, getting closer and closer to the old man, and finally hit the gray-robed old man's vest.

The words "of course" suddenly flashed through the minds of everyone who saw this scene.

puff-

As a blood flower bloomed, a blood shadow in the air fell and hit the square.

Bai Qingmeng only needed one strike of his sword to deprive him of all ability to resist.

"Hehe."

In mid-air, blood continued to flow out of the old man's mouth, and he looked at Bai Qingmeng with an extremely incredible expression.

"Zhenwu!"

Although it was unbelievable, the old man knew that he had no chance of survival, so his face turned grim and he urged the remaining internal energy in his body to crush his heart meridians, and then he died in mid-air.

With a bang, his body smashed the table full of delicious food and wine, which made Fang Xun shake his head.

“What a waste of food.”

As he spoke, he took a step forward slowly and saw that the corpse turned into a pool of blood at a speed visible to the naked eye after falling. He couldn't help but sigh.

"It's a pity that no one was left alive, otherwise we could use this person's identity to locate the headquarters of the Blood Demon Sect." (End of this chapter)