Chapter 187: The Heavenly Soldier's Master, The Duoqing Sword Steals Affection

In the blink of an eye, two Emei Disciples had already made their move.

The Emei Sword Technique is known for its sharpness and speed, reputed to be peerless under heaven; these two disciples, being dispatched to the Emei Jin-di at the Back Mountain to deal with a crowd of martial arts experts, were clearly the elite among Emei Disciples.

The sword lights clashed, swift and fast, already displaying the essence of the Emei Sword Technique.

Yu Liancheng flicked his finger, sending out a burst of energy that struck the blade of one of the disciples with a "Ding!"

This energy was quite astonishing; that disciple could not hold onto his long sword, which flew from his hand and happened to strike the other disciple's blade, causing both long swords to fly away simultaneously.

Both disciples were stunned, seemingly never having imagined that the opponent would use such an exquisite move.

"Good, good, good! To dare break into our Emei Jin-di, you are indeed an expert." Shenxi Daozhang's expression could not help but sink: "Let me personally experience your high-level skills."

It was clear he had seen the extraordinary cultivation displayed by that flick of Yu Liancheng's finger; his disciples could never be a match for him, and even his Elders were likely more than a notch behind.

Furthermore, if he did not teach the opponent a lesson cleanly and efficiently, how could he demonstrate the prestige of the Emei Sect? Thus, with a shift in his mind, Shenxi Daozhang chose to act personally.

"Be careful!"

With a light shout from Shenxi Daozhang, a "Clang!" rang out as his long sword left its scabbard.

The emerald-green Sword Qi reflected off his beard and eyebrows, turning them green as well, and seemed to fill the entire forbidden area with a murderous aura.

"Please, make your move." Yu Liancheng, however, stood with a smile, standing firm like a mountain.

Shenxi Daozhang centered his heart and intent, took three even breaths, and moved his sword tip forward levelly. Suddenly, the sword light turned emerald green, and he thrust out with his sword. What fast sword technique, what swift sword technique.

This man had managed Emei for thirty years and was known for the saying, "Under his sword edge, not even a bird can pass"; this Emei Sword Technique of his was indeed extraordinary.

Seeing their Sect Leader's sword strike, the Emei Disciples could not help but cheer loudly to bolster the momentum.

Swish!

This sword strike came toward Yu Liancheng as fast as lightning.

Yu Liancheng pointed his finger forward levelly, actually intending to meet the Emei Divine Sword with his finger.

The crowd could not help but frown; was this not an act of courting death?

Clang!

However, the moment the sword tip touched the tip of his index finger, the sword's momentum instantly stagnated.

Shenxi Daozhang frowned, pushing his long sword slightly forward again, but the blade of the Sword bent, yet it still could not shake the opponent's finger in the slightest, as if it were a great mountain.

In reality, if they looked closely, they would see that the tip of Yu Liancheng's finger was faintly gray.

Shenxi Daozhang gritted his teeth, retracted the long sword in his palm, and thrust again.

Clang!

Yet, this sword was again intercepted by Yu Liancheng's index finger, unable to advance even half a fraction.

Shenxi Daozhang's expression sank slightly; his long sword turned into lightning, enveloping Yu Liancheng like a storm of wind and rain. If this were an ordinary expert, they would likely have been pierced with countless transparent holes in an instant.

But Yu Liancheng was not.

As his fingers moved lightly, he had intercepted every bit of Shenxi Daozhang's sword momentum.

If Shenxi Daozhang's sword was a gale or a giant wave, then Yu Liancheng's finger was a huge, thick wall; no matter how he drove his sword technique, he could not break through the defense of that finger, not even touching the opponent's sleeve.

The Emei Disciples and the crowd of martial arts experts watched, dazzled and mesmerized, shocked by Shenxi Daozhang's sword technique, but even more moved by this young man's finger technique.

Xiaoyuer's expression also seemed to change; he had been teased by Yu Liancheng several times and had not lacked thoughts of getting revenge. But seeing the opponent's martial arts, he secretly thought that ordinary schemes would likely be useless against him, and he might even be the one to suffer instead.

Cold sweat appeared on Shenxi Daozhang's forehead, and he suddenly shouted coldly: "Emei disciples, hear my order: form the sword formation."

"Yes!" The Emei Disciples shouted in unison, all drawing their swords, their footsteps shifting, their Qi merging, as they prepared to form the renowned Emei Sword Formation.

The Emei Sword Formation was famous throughout the world, and with Shenxi Daozhang presiding over it, even Zhang Jing, who had the most confidence in Yu Liancheng, could not help but frown.

"Why go to such lengths?"

Yu Liancheng sighed lightly, his slender palm moving slowly toward the Duoqing Sword.

Xiaoxiannv's eyes lit up instantly; since meeting Yu Liancheng, she had never seen him use a sword.

This made her wonder whether he was a master of sword techniques or merely used the sword as an ornament.

But when Yu Liancheng's palm grasped the hilt, all doubts vanished into thin air.

Sword Qi, chilling Sword Qi.

Before the sword had even left the scabbard, that astonishing Sword Qi already made everyone feel a chill throughout their bodies.

And only a peerless swordsman could cultivate such Sword Qi.

Clang!

The sword left the scabbard.

The sword had already thrust out.

Yu Liancheng's expression was cold and clear, his robes fluttering, unstained by a speck of dust. The Duoqing Sword in his palm hummed like a dragon, overflowing with brilliant light, dazzling to the extreme.

The crowd had never seen such a brilliant, such stunning radiance.

This kind of radiance was foreign to everyone.

Because this was a Sword Glow that only a peerless swordsman could unleash.

And since the great hero Yan Nantian entered the Villain's Valley, the world had not seen this kind of radiance for over a decade; the Sword Dao had withered.

Everyone's spirit seemed to be captured by this radiance.

Fortunately, this radiance came quickly and went just as quickly.

The crowd could see the firelight again.

Because the sword light had returned to its scabbard.

Yu Liancheng stood there with the same leisurely air, as if he had never moved at all.

But Shenxi Daozhang and all the Emei Disciples felt a stinging pain in their chests, as if pricked by needles, and every one of them turned pale.

The entire cave fell into silence.

Extreme silence.

Shenxi Daozhang's expression seemed moved, yet also somewhat dejected, as he cupped his hands toward Yu Liancheng: "Many thanks... many thanks for your mercy, Excellency. Shenxi has been taught a lesson; to have seen this Sword, I have no regrets even in death."

He naturally understood that if Yu Liancheng had driven that previous strike home, the Emei Disciples would likely have suffered heavy casualties today and never recovered from the blow.

"I wonder if I am now qualified to mediate?" Yu Liancheng smiled slightly.

"Of course." Shenxi Daozhang nodded, and the others naturally had nothing more to say.

"Heh, but before mediating, I must first have everyone remember what I am about to say."

Yu Liancheng raised the Duoqing Sword in his hand and said in a clear voice: "Supreme of the martial arts world, the Duoqing Sword, commands the world, none dare disobey. This sword is named Duoqing; it commands the world and holds authority, it is truly a 'Heavenly Weapon'. And I, who hold this weapon, am the 'Heavenly Soldier Master'. Have you all noted this down?"

The crowd looked at one another, speechless for a moment.

Clang!

The Duoqing Sword was drawn again.

A brilliant, stunning sword light streaked across, and a massive sword mark two zhang long and one chi wide appeared on the ground, shocking to behold.

"Have you all remembered?" Yu Liancheng's tone seemed unchanged, yet it now carried a hint of cold killing intent.

"We have remembered."

"We have remembered."

"Supreme of the martial arts world, the Duoqing Sword, commands the world, none dare disobey." The group of martial arts experts were stunned for a moment, then their voices rang out incessantly.

Yu Liancheng immediately revealed a smile as refreshing as a spring breeze and nodded slightly: "Mm, it seems everyone has a very good memory. In the future, when you see my supreme 'Duoqing', remember to be polite to it, be a bit more respectful."

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