Nine Dragons Saint Ancestor

"Not good!"

When the figure of Zhuo Bufeng disappeared before his eyes, Xu Qingshan’s heart sank, and he silently cursed, knowing he was in trouble. But under Zhuo Bufeng’s deliberate calculation, it was already too late for him to make any move.

"Xu Qingshan, you’d better not move, or my treasure sword won’t show any mercy!"

Just as Xu Qingshan was about to mobilize his Meridian Qi, a cold voice came from behind him, and he felt a chill near his neck, as if a sharp weapon was placed on his shoulder.

At this moment, Xu Qingshan truly dared not move a muscle. He knew well that the treasure sword in Zhuo Bufeng’s hand was of Heavenly Rank Intermediate grade, capable of cutting through the finest of hairs. With his own physical strength, he could definitely not withstand it.

Slash!

At the same time, a dark light pierced through the back of an elder of the Jade Sword Sect, causing Zhuo Bufeng’s arm to tremble slightly, almost slicing Xu Qingshan’s neck.

"Are you not going to stop, or do you not care about Xu Qingshan’s life?"

Knowing he was not a match, Zhuo Bufeng also realized that Xu Qingshan in his hand was his last bargaining chip. Whether it would work or not, he had to try, hoping that it might truly make the opponent cautious.

"You’re joking. I travel alone and am not acquainted with anyone named Xu Qingshan or Xu Baishan!"

But just as Zhuo Bufeng’s words fell, the ragged-clothed youth turned around and coldly replied. For some reason, such words gave Xu Qingshan a feeling of relief in his heart.

Regarding Yun Xiao’s claim of not knowing him, Xu Qingshan had no words of resentment. In truth, he indeed did not know the ragged-clothed youth. Why should the man have any reason to worry about him?

Perhaps, in Xu Qingshan’s heart, exchanging his life for the lives of so many from the Jade Sword Sect, including Zhuo Bufeng, the Young Sect Master, seemed like a profitable deal. Why not?

Xu Qingshan’s heart was already filled with hatred and resentment. He questioned himself, with his cultivation talent, how long it would take to avenge his destroyed clan. It would be better to let the Jade Sword Sect lose a Young Sect Master first.

"This brother is right, we have nothing to do with each other. Zhuo Bufeng, it’s quite foolish to use me as a hostage, isn’t it?"

Thus, in the next moment, even as a hostage, Xu Qingshan boldly mocked Zhuo Bufeng, a hostage with such audacity, was unheard of.

"Shut up, you bastard!"

Already in a gloomy mood, Zhuo Bufeng couldn’t hold back when he heard Xu Qingshan’s words, blurting out profanities. It seemed that under such circumstances, his earlier confidence had already vanished.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

A series of light sounds followed, and all the elders of the Jade Sword Sect were pierced through by the Dragon Taming Sword, none lasting more than a round.

After all, among the remaining Jade Sword Sect elders, the strongest was only half-step Lingyun Realm. How could they be opponents of Yun Xiao’s Dragon Taming Flying Sword? When Zhuo Bufeng chose to take action against Yun Xiao, their fate was sealed.

"Now, only you are left!"

Having killed so many Jade Sword Sect elders, Yun Xiao acted as if he had done a trivial thing. He slowly turned his head and gazed at the still-hostage-taking Zhuo Bufeng.

Under Yun Xiao’s cold and emotionless gaze, Zhuo Qingfeng felt as if his heart would leap out of his chest. Deep inside, he was filled with endless regret.

This terrifying ragged-clothed youth had no connection with Xu Qingshan; he was merely here by chance. If Zhuo Bufeng had not provoked him, why would such a disaster have ensued?

Even now, Zhuo Bufeng couldn’t comprehend how a mere youth seemingly in his early twenties could be so terrifying. His master, the Jade Sword Sect Master, was merely at the Heavenly Realm level.

"In that case, let’s all go to hell together!"

Knowing he couldn’t be a match against the youth’s Flying Sword, Zhuo Bufeng’s heart suddenly surged with a sense of defiance.

With a loud shout, he decided to swing his sharp long sword to decapitate Xu Qingshan.

Swish!

Just as Zhuo Bufeng attempted to perish together with Xu Qingshan, he suddenly felt a breeze pass between them, or perhaps a flash of light, leaving him momentarily stunned.

But the action was already underway in Zhuo Bufeng’s hand. In his mind, regardless of the ragged-clothed youth’s actions, it would be impossible to save Xu Qingshan’s life, so let them all perish together.

"Hmm?"

However, in the next moment, Zhuo Bufeng suddenly discovered a very strange fact, which was that no matter how much strength he exerted on his right arm, that Heavenly Rank Intermediate Treasure Sword no longer moved a fraction, but instead bizarrely dropped downward.

When Zhuo Bufeng saw the long sword falling, and there was an arm gripping the hilt, the strangeness in his eyes intensified several times over.

"My... my hand..."

Zhuo Bufeng blankly retracted his gaze from the falling long sword, then turned to his own right shoulder, only to see that there was nothing left but a bare shoulder; his arm had somehow disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, Zhuo Bufeng didn’t even feel a hint of pain until he saw blood gushing from his right shoulder, and his odd expression finally turned to terror.

It was obvious that at the very moment when Zhuo Bufeng wanted to drag Xu Qingshan to hell with him, Yun Xiao had long since concealed the Dragon Taming Sword in the air, approaching this critical spot.

Although Yun Xiao was indeed meeting Xu Qingshan for the first time, his impression of the young man was quite favorable, and not just because people from the Emperor Palace wanted to kill Xu Qingshan.

Before knowing Yun Xiao’s Cultivation, Xu Qingshan still stood in front of Yun Xiao without hesitation. From this point, Yun Xiao could tell this young man was a person of integrity.

Having this good impression and the strength to save Xu Qingshan, how could Yun Xiao stand by idly? The power of the Dragon Taming Flying Concealment was beyond the imagination of Zhuo Bufeng, who was merely at the Floating Life Realm Late Stage.

The Dragon Taming Sword was so sharp that after cutting off Zhuo Bufeng’s right arm, it took a moment for the pain to register, and even the blood eruption happened right under Zhuo Bufeng’s watch.

"Ah!"

A moment later, a shrill and painful wail issued from behind Xu Qingshan, momentarily leaving him unable to comprehend what was happening.

Truth be told, when Zhuo Bufeng mentioned "descending to hell together," Xu Qingshan had already closed his eyes, ready to die, because he knew that no matter how fast he was, he couldn’t outpace a slash from Zhuo Bufeng’s long sword.

How sharp a Heavenly Rank Intermediate weapon was; a slight cut could sever Xu Qingshan’s neck from his body, yet he didn’t anticipate another turn of events, and his head remained attached to his body.

"I’m leaving him to you!"

Controlling the Dragon Taming Sword to cut off Zhuo Bufeng’s right arm, Yun Xiao then beckoned, and the two Wooden Swords returned to his hand, which he then sheathed across his back, speaking faintly to Xu Qingshan, bringing him back to his senses.

"This..."

Turning around, Xu Qingshan naturally saw Zhuo Bufeng’s pitiful state. While feeling delighted, he also felt a trace of shock, wondering if there was anything the young man couldn’t do.

However, at that moment, although Xu Qingshan’s mind was racing with thoughts, the most urgent task was to end Zhuo Bufeng’s life, perhaps to ease the hatred burning in his heart.

"Xu Qingshan, you dream of killing me!"

Seeing his previous defeated rival showing such an expression, even under the extreme pain of a severed arm, Zhuo Bufeng couldn’t help but shout loudly.

Alas, gravely wounded and becoming somewhat hysteric after the unforeseen situation, Zhuo Bufeng couldn’t bring even half of his usual strength to bear, how could he be a match for Xu Qingshan?

Slash!

So, as soon as Zhuo Bufeng’s shout ended, he felt a chill at his throat. A somewhat eerie small blade was already lodged in his vital throat point, a look of disbelief instantly appearing on his face.

"Hidden... Hidden Blade!"

Looking down to see the somewhat familiar small blade, Zhuo Bufeng reacted quickly, recognizing at first glance that it belonged to the Sect Leader of the Hidden Blade Sect.

This small blade was the token of the Hidden Blade Sect’s Sect Leader, left to Xu Qingshan by Sect Leader Xu Shitong when the Hidden Blade Sect was tragically annihilated. Using the Sect Leader’s token blade to kill Zhuo Bufeng held a special significance for Xu Qingshan.

Earlier, Xu Qingshan not only moved with incredible speed but also employed some special techniques of the Hidden Blade Sect to secure this victory and kill Zhuo Bufeng.

"Father, can you see this? Zhuo Bufeng is dead, and one day, I will avenge all the blood debts against the Hidden Blade Sect!"

Slowly extracting the Hidden Blade from Zhuo Bufeng’s throat, watching the gushing crimson blood and the life fading from Zhuo Bufeng’s eyes, Xu Qingshan suddenly turned around, knelt into the air toward the Eastern Horizon, and murmured aloud.

Although today he only killed Zhuo Bufeng, and those Jade Sword Sect Elders were killed by Yun Xiao, Xu Qingshan felt seeing those Jade Sword Sect fellows in misfortune was part of avenging the Hidden Blade Sect’s great vengeance.

Bang!

Zhuo Bufeng’s body fell powerlessly to the ground below, life finally extinguishing. A Young Sect Master of the Jade Sword Sect, this ambitious young talent hoping to accomplish great deeds, inexplicably died here, truly a sobering and pitiful end.