Chapter 17: Ying Ziyu

After the black shadow vanished, Feng Qingyang appeared before the mountain gate of the Huashan Sect.

At the spot where the kingly black shadow had disappeared, Feng Qingyang let out a long sigh and shook his head helplessly.

"As the dignified Sect Master of the Huashan Sect and a Grandmaster-level expert, to actually expel an outstanding disciple for the sake of one's own selfish interests."

"And now, to even use underhanded means to seize the cultivation art from a disciple's hands."

"The Huashan Sect is truly declining more and more."

"This old man is truly heartbroken!"

Feng Qingyang spoke his true thoughts.

His words were full of disdain for Yue Buqun.

With the Huashan Sect in the hands of such a person, how could it ever regain its former glory?

"Forget it, forget it!"

"This old man is no longer a member of the Huashan Sect."

"As long as Chong'er is safe, this old man can consider himself to have done right by the Huashan Sect!"

Having said that, Feng Qingyang chased off in the direction of Linghu Chong.

He had to ensure that Linghu Chong could leave the Huashan Sect safe and sound.

On the other side, just as Lin Pingzhi walked into the woods halfway up the mountain, a hidden weapon flew toward him.

"Whoosh..."

The hidden weapon came, cutting through the wind.

Lin Pingzhi drew the long sword in his hand and blocked the hidden weapon.

"Who is it?"

"Come out!"

Lin Pingzhi looked around vigilantly.

Immediately after, the man in black, who was Yue Buqun in disguise, walked out holding a long sword.

"Hand over the Evil-Warding Sword Art and the Enlightenment Pill, and I can give you a quick death; otherwise, I will surely make you wish you were dead!"

Yue Buqun deliberately lowered his voice.

He had to hide his identity, otherwise, his reputation as the Gentleman Sword would be exposed.

Before coming, Yue Buqun had already made a detailed plan.

Do not expose his figure, and do not reveal the Huashan Sect's martial arts.

He was a Mid Stage Grandmaster martial artist, while Lin Pingzhi was only Late Stage Innate; even without using the Huashan Sect's martial arts he was proficient in, Yue Buqun was confident he could kill Lin Pingzhi.

"Who are you?"

Lin Pingzhi placed his hand on his sword and asked in a very sharp voice.

"Enough nonsense, take this!"

Yue Buqun lost his patience; he did not have time to keep talking with Lin Pingzhi and had to finish the fight quickly.

Yue Buqun understood the principle that delay leads to complications.

His long sword slashed down fiercely, and a sword Qi shot out directly, piercing through layers of fallen leaves.

Lin Pingzhi did not dare to be careless and directly used the Evil-Warding Sword Art.

The long sword in his hand shook rapidly like a dancing silver snake; after blocking the sword energy, he thrust straight toward Yue Buqun.

Seeing this, Yue Buqun was shocked!

He had not expected the Evil-Warding Sword Art to be this powerful.

It could allow a Late Stage Innate martial artist to block the full-force strike of a Mid Stage Grandmaster and then launch a counterattack.

Thinking of this, Yue Buqun's desire to seize the Evil-Warding Sword Art became even stronger.

"With the Evil-Warding Sword Art, I will definitely be able to defeat Zuo Lengchan!"

Yue Buqun's mind was completely occupied by this thought.

The two soon engaged in battle.

Every move and every stance was full of danger.

They would not stop until the other was dead!

Leaves drifted down from the trees, and before they could even hit the ground, they were shredded by the crisscrossing sword Qi.

"Die!"

Yue Buqun spotted an opening and stabbed his sword into Lin Pingzhi's shoulder.

Lin Pingzhi also seized the opportunity and slashed his sword across.

Yue Buqun hurriedly dodged, but the mask on his face was slashed off.