Chapter 321: Heavenly Genius
Ren Woxing swung with a sword on the right, while Xiang Wentian swept with a whip on the left. The two attacked out of sync, with the difference being only a blink of an eye, but Dongfang Bubai still managed to avoid it with his ghostly body movements.

Ren Woxing stepped forward and slashed down continuously with his Heaven-shaking Sword Dance, and Dongfang Bubai raised his sword to block.

Seeing that Dongfang Bubai was unable to take care of him for the moment, Linghu Chong waved his sword, which turned into thousands of sword lights and stabbed at the fatal points on Dongfang Bubai's body.

However, Dongfang Bubai's figure was as unpredictable as a ghost from the underworld. He shuttled between the sword lights, as light as a wisp of elusive smoke. No matter how many sword shadows flew around, they could not hurt him at all.

At this moment, Dongfang Bubai threw three palms, and Ren Woxing, Xiang Wentian and Linghu Chong immediately defended.

But Dongfang Bubai had already mastered all kinds of palm techniques. At first glance, the three palms he threw seemed to be Baguazhang palm techniques, with rotating palm winds and strong power.

But when the palm wind approached, it quietly changed into the Weituo Palm, and when it was retracted, it incorporated the beauty of Tai Chi's softness yet hardness.

These various martial arts were mixed together in his hands, yet they were all natural, flawless and hard to grasp.

Although the three of them had defended with all their might, they were still caught off guard by Dongfang Bubai's sudden change of tactics.

As the palm wind passed by, the three people were involuntarily blown backwards, their clothes rustling, their faces as pale as paper, and it was obvious that they had suffered serious internal injuries.

At this time, Fang Zheng, Chongxu, Zuo Lengchan and other righteous masters climbed up the city wall.

Yue Buqun saw Linghu Chong and immediately became furious. His elegant face turned red with anger. "You are so good, young hero Linghu. I was wondering where you had been for so many days. It turns out that you were living a carefree life in this Ancestral Mountain! I was worrying for nothing."

Originally, Linghu Chong was somewhat happy to see his master.

But he didn't expect that the master would sneer at him as soon as he saw him. He felt bitter all of a sudden: "Master, I will explain it to you later. Now..."

"No need. How can I have the nerve to trouble Young Master Linghu to condescend to explain for me?" Yue Buqun said indifferently with a cold face.

Ren Woxing stood up and shouted, "Yue Buqun, don't be so arrogant here. Brother Linghu is invited by me. If you have any dissatisfaction, just come to me!"

“Master Ren, this is a matter between us as master and disciple. It has nothing to do with you, right?” Yue Buqun’s old face turned pale and he said while suppressing his anger.

Xiang Wentian smiled and reminded, "I remember that a few months ago, Mr. Yue expelled Brother Linghu from the sect!"

Zuo Lengchan bowed to Dongfang Bubai and said, "Master Dongfang, since both of us have a grudge against Ren Woxing, why don't we join forces?"

"No need for that," Dongfang Bubai shook his head and said seriously, "I want to be invincible in the world, and you are all my opponents."

"Hahaha"

Ren Woxing heard this and laughed, "Zuo Lengchan, you are just trying to please someone who doesn't like you. People don't care about you!"

"I understand. In that case," Zuo Lengchan drew out the imperially bestowed Embroidered Spring Sword, looked at Ren Woxing and said, "Then I will settle the accounts with Master Ren alone from many years ago!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zuo Lengchan walked towards Ren Woxing.

Just as Xiang Wentian was about to fight back, he was entangled by Mo Da and Master Ding Xian.

"Mo Da, Ding Xian?" Xiang Wentian looked at the two of them with a surprised look on his face.

He knew that the leader of Nanyue Hengshan had always been extremely low-key, and the leader of Beiyue Hengshan rarely traveled around the world, but he did not expect that the two of them would take the initiative to find him.

"Master Xiang, please give me some advice." Mo Da bowed with a calm expression.

Seeing this, Linghu Chong quickly said, "My fellow masters, now is not the time for internal strife!"

"Traitor, which side are you on?!" Yue Buqun stood in front of Linghu Chong and shouted coldly.

"Master!" Dongfang Bubai frowned slightly, used the Dragon Capturing Technique, and grasped the sword of sword fanatic Mulan, Baiyu, in his hand.

This action made everyone present tremble in their hearts, and a thought popped up in their minds: "Is this man really planning to challenge all the heroes in the world? ! "

"This sword is really beautiful, but it's a pity that it has never met a wise master."

Dongfang Bubai carefully examined the snow-white long sword with fish scale patterns carved on the blade, and said with a smile: "Follow me, and I will let you drink the blood of all the heroes in the world."

As he spoke, he looked up at everyone and asked calmly, "Are you all ready to die?"

Seeing that no one responded, he chuckled and said, "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent."

Dongfang Bubai's eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle's. His body moved and passed through everyone's sight like a ghost. In just a blink of an eye, Taishan School senior Yu Jizi was beheaded by a sword.

Zuo Lengchan didn't care about Ren Woxing and immediately used the Songshan School's light skills to try to catch up with Dongfang Bubai.

But no matter how fast he accelerated, the distance between him and Dongfang Bubai always remained almost constant, at a distance of ten feet. It was like a natural chasm that was difficult to cross, which made Zuo Lengchan very angry.

Dongfang Bubai moved from the left to the right in an instant like a ghost, and the Zhenwu sword in his hand went straight towards Mo Da.

At the same time, the white fish sword in the other hand pierced silently into Master Ding Xian's heart like a spirit snake emerging from a cave.

Mo Da used the move "Wild Goose Breaking Nine Layers" to counter attack, while Master Ding Xian used the move "White Rainbow Passing the Sky" to try to entangle Dongfang Bubai and buy an opportunity for Mo Da.

The two masters didn't communicate with each other, but they cooperated perfectly as if they were in perfect harmony.

However, Dongfang Bubai once again demonstrated his astonishing martial arts attainments. He tightly grasped the Zhenwu Sword in his right hand, and as the tip of the sword moved, the Drunken Fairy Sleeping in the Wuzhou Eight Immortals School's unique martial art, the Eight Immortals Sword Technique, was interpreted vividly.

His figure was erratic, his steps were real and fake, and the Zhenwu sword was like a dragon playing in the water, cleverly avoiding Mr. Mo Da's sharp sword. Then he took an extremely light step, and the tip of the sword was as fast as lightning, pointing directly at Mo Da's vital point.

The white fish sword in his left hand flashed, and he actually performed a lightning sword. The sword light was like a pouring galaxy, breaking all the laws with its speed, and it pierced through Master Ding Xian's Baihong Jingtian with incredible speed.

Seeing that the two were about to be killed, Zuo Lengchan appeared beside them in a flash like a god. He grabbed their collars with his hands as precise as iron pliers, retreated several feet, and avoided the fatal sword light at the critical moment.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zuo!" Mo Da and Master Ding Xian were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweats and hurried to express their gratitude.

“No need to thank me,” Zuo Lengchan said quickly, “You two should go to the city first and help my Junior Brother Ding suppress these bandits!”

Mo Da and Master Ding Xian looked at each other, and felt that they had no chance of defeating Dongfang Bubai, so they decisively chose to go down and assist Ding Mian.

Seeing that his attack missed, Dongfang Bubai did not pursue. He turned the tip of his sword, like autumn water and the vast sky, and used the Zhougong sword technique - the vast white mist - towards Xiang Wentian.

The sword force of this move was ethereal and uncertain. Wherever the sword tip passed, it seemed as if there was morning mist or rolling sea of ​​clouds. As the sword light flashed, it brought about waves of imperceptible sword energy.

Seeing this, Xiang Wentian was secretly frightened and immediately swung his whip to defend himself.

Unexpectedly, the White Fish Sword in Dongfang Bubai's left hand suddenly flashed with a cold light, and broke through the defense network carefully constructed by Xiang Wentian at lightning speed.

Xiang Wentian only felt an extremely sharp sword intent suddenly attacking him. It was too late for him to dodge. He could only rely on his luck and endure this sudden attack.

The White Fish Sword mercilessly cut a shocking wound on his chest. The blood instantly dyed his clothes red and dripped onto the ground.

"What kind of move is this?" Xiang Wentian took a few steps back before standing still, and asked while enduring the pain.

Dongfang Bubai said casually: "The Japanese sword-drawing technique is only this useful."

(End of this chapter)