Chapter 25: Unmasking

Dark clouds obscured the sun, and the stars and moon were hidden.

A howling wind blew past, knocking over the lamps in the courtyard, which were quickly extinguished.

In this courtyard, there was pure darkness, filled with fresh blood, curses, severed limbs, and filthy slaughter.

In a place like this, sword light should not have appeared.

Yet, that streak of sword light illuminated the entire courtyard.

At this moment, everyone's fighting paused.

Because after this streak of sword light, the entire night suddenly became bright.

The moonlight shone down through the clouds, very cold and very bright.

Only then did everyone realize that the moonlight had always been that bright; the previous darkness had merely been obscured by the gloomy clouds.

People stopped, not only because of the suddenly bright sword light, but also because of the face revealed from behind the masked man's mask after that strike.

The mask of one of the men surrounding Lu Li was sliced through by this sword, suddenly falling off and landing in everyone's sight.

"Fei Bin."

"How can this be!"

"He is Senior Uncle Fei Bin of the Songshan Sect."

This group of masked men who had suddenly charged in to kill everyone—their leader was actually Great Songyang Hand Fei Bin!

Many young disciples were stunned upon seeing Fei Bin's face.

In their minds, they had never anticipated such a thing; how could the Five Mountains Sword Sects slaughter one another? Everyone had clearly already agreed to escort the Liu Family members to live in seclusion beyond the frontier, so why had the Songshan Sect sent people to hunt them down now!

Liang Fa, the third disciple of the Huashan Sect, felt his pupils constrict; only now did he understand the reason Lu Li chose to bring him out.

This time, he finally understood the meaning of the two words "jianghu."

Relatively speaking, Xiang Danian, Liu Jing, and the others from the Liu Mansion had a flat reaction; perhaps they had guessed it long ago.

After Liu Zhengfeng passed away, their lives were already in precarious danger.

However, guessing and seeing it with one's own eyes were ultimately different.

Fei Bin caught the sliding mask with a casual movement, glanced down at it, and then tossed it onto the ground as if it were trash.

The other party had seen it, but it did not matter.

As long as everyone who saw it was killed, no one would know his identity.

From Fei Bin's body, a cold killing intent surged forth.

A powerful sense of oppression appeared before everyone.

At this moment, Fei Bin was like an ancient beast, wanting to devour everyone here.

And his first target was Lu Li.

"You do not seem surprised."

"I am not only not surprised; on the contrary, I am very excited."

Lu Li held his long sword, standing before Fei Bin; from his long sword, a profound aura faintly radiated.

That was the first time Lu Li had attempted such a strike.

Lu Li said: "Back at the Liu Mansion, there were too many constraints, and I failed to kill Senior Uncle Fei; it is a great pity."

"Today, Senior Uncle Fei has traveled thousands of miles to deliver his life, so this junior can only accept it without declining."

Fei Bin gave a contemptuous sneer, but immediately recalled the sword strike with which Lu Li had defeated him at the Liu Mansion, and his expression turned serious.

"Not bad, your sword technique is very brilliant; I am afraid I cannot compare to you."

Fei Bin's voice was somewhat low; being surpassed by a junior with a grudge was indeed a thing that made one unable to raise any interest.

"But it is a pity."

Fei Bin's eyes carried a trace of regret as he spoke: "It is a pity that your sword technique is peerless and your talent is exceptional, yet you cannot be used by Alliance Master Zuo."

"Since you cannot be used by Alliance Master Zuo, then you can only die."

The next moment, his eyes were filled with fanaticism.

"My sword technique cannot compare to yours, but you will still die here today."

"Personally slaughtering a junior with exceptional talent will surely be very fun."

Having said that, he raised his left hand and made a gesture.

Behind him, the other five masked men surrounding Lu Li

also removed their masks.

Liang Fa's mouth hung wide open; he thought that seeing Fei Bin just now was already an extremely shocking event for tonight, but he had not expected that it was only the beginning.

"Immortal Crane Hand Lu Bai, Senior Uncle Lu."

"Those two are White-Headed Immortal Bo Chen and Bald Eagle Sha Tianjiang."

Of the Thirteen Taibao of the Songshan Sect, four had actually been dispatched today!

Any one of these four was an existence capable of standing shoulder-to-shoulder with a Sect Leader.

Even if Mo Da and Tianmen Daoren were to fight any one of them alone, they would not dare guarantee victory!

Yet today, all four had struck at once!

Everyone's expression changed; among the crowd, someone knowledgeable looked at the remaining two, who resembled Black and White Impermanence, and suddenly remembered something.

"Baiban Shaxing, Qinghai Yixiao."

One saw that the person holding the soul-summoning banner had fair skin and a flat face.

In Lu Li's eyes, this person's appearance was as ugly and strange as the 'white board' tile in mahjong.

The other fellow, holding the judge's chain, had a dark face, a high nose, and arched eyebrows, resembling a falcon.

They were precisely the notorious Baiban Shaxing and Qinghai Yixiao of the jianghu.

"The four Great Protectors of the Songshan Sect, plus two experts from the evil path, total six great experts."

Not to mention these six first-rate experts, even the remaining masked men who have not removed their face coverings each possess no weak martial arts.

And now, since they have dared to remove their face coverings, they will naturally exhaust all their strength to slaughter everyone in the courtyard.

Facing a certain-kill strike from so many experts, how can one resist? Furthermore, Fei Bin is vengeful and ruthless.

Back at the Liu Mansion, Lu Li defeated Fei Bin with one sword strike; today, Fei Bin is determined to put Lu Li to death.

Among everyone at the Liu Mansion, only Lu Li has the highest martial arts; it is Lu Li alone who is holding off the encirclement of Fei Bin and the other five.

If not for him, everyone would be unable to block these experts at all.

A feeling of despair rose in everyone's hearts.

"Lu Li, you broke my sword technique that day, but no matter how high your sword technique is, can you defeat the six of us?!"

"Moreover, what I excel at is palm technique, which is even better than sword technique."

Fei Bin shouted angrily and suddenly struck out with a palm.

Great Songyang Hand!

One could see vigorous True Qi suddenly erupt, solemn and majestic, just like an army of thousands galloping over.

In this land beyond the Great Wall, it stirred up a sky full of wild wind and yellow sand, pouring out for a thousand miles.

Fei Bin's palm technique is even more brilliant than his swordsmanship.

The number of experts who have died under these two palms totals over a hundred.

The reputation of his Great Songyang Hand was built upon the names of person after person.

Boom!

With one palm struck out, the momentum was like a collapsing mountain.

It appeared that Lu Li did not care at all, only because in the fighting just now, he had already touched the realm of Sword Intent!

His footsteps shifted lightly, and he thrust his sword out plainly.

One could see a phantom image of Huashan suddenly emerge upon the long sword, flashing and then vanishing.

Everyone felt their eyes blur, as if they had experienced a hallucination, but looking again, it was just an ordinary long sword.

Yet this ordinary-looking long sword displayed a strange momentum.

The infinite scenery of Huashan lies entirely in the two words: strange and perilous.

And strangeness and peril often reflect and evolve with beauty, therefore Huashan swordsmanship is uniquely towering and elegant, peerlessly lofty and distant.

At this moment, every time Lu Li slashed out a sword, it was as if he were smashing the supernatural, strange, and perilous rocks of Huashan directly before everyone's eyes.

The beautiful sword light connected together to form continuous peaks, just like a great mountain, pressing down on Fei Bin so he could not lift his head.

Sword Mountain!

At the instant the Sword Mountain collided with the palm wind, a miserable cry rang out.

"Ah!"

With just one move, Fei Bin's figure retreated rapidly, and his left hand was already bleeding profusely!