Chapter 42 Rescue
"Who?!"
Jin Renfeng widened his eyes, staring at the traces of sword energy on the ground, and looked towards the direction of the gate with a sharp gaze.
A figure holding a sword slowly crossed the threshold of Shenhuoshan Villa. He walked heavily, had an untidy beard, and his loose brown hair almost covered most of his face, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly.
The only thing that could prove his identity was the Taoist robe he was wearing.
Faced with Jin Renfeng's questioning, the brown-haired man did not respond, and continued to walk step by step towards Dongfang Huaizhu.
"A man entered the village with a sword, are you crazy?"
"I think he's just a lunatic."
"Where did this stinky beggar come from? Kill him!"
Without waiting for Jin Renfeng to speak again, the disciples of Shenhuoshan Villa had already gathered together, ready to deal with this sudden invader.
"Who are you? Why are you here at Shenhuoshan Manor?"
Seeing that the other party remained unmoved, Jin Renfeng could not help but question him again in a harsh voice.
However, the brown-haired man seemed to be in another world, turning a deaf ear to the noise around him, and continued walking towards Dongfang Huaizhu.
"You won't tell me, right? Then you have yourself to blame."
Jin Renfeng shouted sternly.
Seeing this, the disciples of Shenhuoshan Villa no longer hesitated and attacked the brown-haired young man directly.
Faced with the siege of dozens of disciples, the brown-haired man finally stopped.
He raised his right hand high and placed the sword across his head. A huge spiritual power instantly turned the sword into gold.
"This swordsmanship..."
Dongfang Huaizhu, who was not far away, looked at the brown-haired man's starting posture and his heart trembled.
She recalled the scene in the South Country when Dongfang Tianyu broke the demon king's barrier with one sword. The two scenes were so similar.
As the brown-haired man swung his sword, a powerful sword energy swept across the entire courtyard, instantly defeating the disciples who were besieging him. In just two strikes, only a few disciples were still able to stand in the courtyard.
Looking at their fellow disciples who were cut in half by the sword energy, the remaining disciples were terrified and no longer dared to step forward to confront the brown-haired man head-on.
Seeing this, Jin Renfeng took a deep breath and once again activated the pure Yangyan in his body. The blazing heat distorted the surrounding air, and even people several meters away could feel the terrifying power.
"You have good skills."
"Unfortunately, your sword is no good and cannot withstand your swordsmanship."
Jin Renfeng sneered, as if he had seen through the brown-haired man's weakness.
Before he could finish his words, a huge ball of pure sun flame flew towards the brown-haired man, and the flames instantly engulfed him.
"do not want!"
Dongfang Huaizhu exclaimed in surprise at the scene in front of him.
She tried her best to stand up again, but as soon as she exerted force, she felt a sharp pain all over her body, forcing her to give up.
Fortunately, this seemingly powerful pure Yangyan did not hurt the brown-haired young man.
Along with a flash of sword light, the surrounding flames faded away, and his figure appeared in front of Dongfang Huaizhu.
Dongfang Huaizhu was about to speak when the sword in the brown-haired young man's right hand began to break into pieces.
"Are you...are you his friend?"
When Dongfang Huaizhu witnessed this scene, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in her heart. She asked softly, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice.
The brown-haired man was slightly startled, as if touched by Dongfang Huaizhu's question, and after a moment he slowly nodded.
Dongfang Huaizhu's face was full of astonishment. If it weren't for the superb swordsmanship and the broken sword as evidence, she would have found it difficult to connect the man in front of her with the masked boss who wore a childish mask and acted mysteriously.
That’s right, the person who came to rescue Dongfang Huaizhu was none other than Wang Quan Baiye who had been missing for a year.
However, he seemed to have gone through a great change, and the whole person seemed to have been ruthlessly polished by the years, losing his former sharpness and looking so decadent. "Today, Wangquan Villa proposes to you on his behalf."
Wang Quan Baiye's voice was hoarse and heavy, as if he had not spoken for a long time, and every word was full of hardship and bitterness.
Hearing this, Dongfang Huaizhu's eyes instantly lit up with excitement. Although these were not his own words, she had waited for this day after all.
She was just about to ask why that person didn't come in person, when the golden human phoenix behind Wang Quan Baiye launched another attack, and pure yang flame rushed towards her like a meteor.
"careful!"
Dongfang Huaizhu cried out in surprise, but it was too late. The blazing flames were already approaching the back of Wang Quanye.
However, at this moment, a brilliant sword intent fell from the sky, like an alien object, and instantly blocked Jin Renfeng's attack.
After the dust settled, a sword stood quietly in front of everyone. Where it fell, the ground had been deeply cut away, forming a huge hole. It was obvious that this was not a treasure that could be compared to the ordinary sword.
"This is……"
Jin Renfeng saw the word "royal power" on the hilt of the sword at a glance, and his pupils shrank suddenly.
"Yes, this is the Sword of Kingship."
A voice suddenly came from behind Jin Renfeng, confirming his guess.
Jin Renfeng turned his head suddenly and found that four people had come behind him on their swords.
"Storm, thunder and lightning."
"Have the four guardian swords of Wangquan Villa also come to join in the fun?"
Jin Renfeng's brows were furrowed, and a hint of displeasure appeared in his voice.
"Don't dare."
"In front of the Heaven and Earth Sword, we are just sword slaves."
"So the enemies of the Sword of Kingship are our enemies."
Wind, rain, thunder and lightning took turns speaking.
"Would I be afraid of just a few of you?"
Jin Renfeng sneered, and a flame surged out, as if to ignite the air around him.
The four men, Fengyu, Leidian, felt the scorching heat and took a step back, but there was no fear in their eyes.
"Don't be afraid."
"Of course I'm not afraid."
Just when several people were on the verge of a fight, a voice with a smile suddenly reached everyone's ears.
They looked in the direction of the sound and saw a fat old man slowly walking into Shenhuoshan Villa.
Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, the old man did not show any fear, but still said with a smiling face: "Back then, the old hero from the East was a genius. He established Shenhuoshan Villa on his own, and it was even on par with Wangquan Villa."
"So even if there is wind, rain, thunder and lightning, what does the disciple of the old hero from the East have to fear?"
"You are Mr. Fei from Wangquan Villa?"
Jin Renfeng looked at the fat old man, a trace of solemnity flashing in his eyes.
"It's down."
Mr. Fei still had a smiling face as he answered.
"Who is this fat guy? He actually comes here to talk nonsense."
"Hey! Old man, you have Alzheimer's disease."
A young disciple present couldn't stand it anymore and mocked Master Fei.
(End of this chapter)