Chapter 117

Yin Minjun only felt as if a piece of magma had poured into her dantian, flowing through her extraordinary meridians to her whole body.

She tried to draw her sword from its sheath, but not having adapted for a moment, the sword blade actually cut through the scabbard directly, emitting a humming sound.

Clang—

The long sword swept past, and the uncontained true energy left deep marks on the ground.

"This, this."

Yin Minjun couldn't believe it for a moment.

Hearing is believing, but seeing is believing. Li Miao's martial arts, from Deng Baixuan's letters, were two different things compared to experiencing them personally.

It's not that there are no methods of passing on power in the Jianghu; the "Wedding Dress Divine Art" is one of them. Shaolin's secret pills for power cultivation and the Tantric sect's empowerment can all pass one's own power to others.

But, these methods all require paying a huge price; after passing on power, the light result is the loss of all martial arts, and the heavy result is direct death.

Moreover, these methods all have varying degrees of loss; wasting a peak expert can at most produce a first-rate one.

Who has ever heard of someone being able to create a "half-step peak" expert in a moment's time, while still being composed and not red-faced or out of breath?

Li Miao, however, smiled and waved his hand in front of Yin Minjun: "Elder Yin, come back to your senses."

"If you don't go to save people, lives will be lost."

"Ah! Yes!"

Yin Minjun reacted, drew her sword and went, flashing to Lao Qifeng's side in a blink.

Lao Qifeng only felt a shrill sound of wind coming from his side, and then someone arrived beside him; the speed was so fast that he almost didn't have time to react.

"With such light martial arts, did Lord Li make a move?"

He thought secretly in his heart, turned his head to look at his side, but was stunned for a moment.

"Elder Yin!?"

Yin Minjun didn't speak, held her sword to her front, secretly circulated true energy, and looked at that large beast.

"Wild Goose Returns to Zhurong"!

This sword move is the most profound and powerful move in the "Hengshan Five Divine Swords," the town-sect sword technique of the Hengshan Sect.

With one sword strike, the scattered true energy actually blew down the falling leaves all over the sky.

Clang!! —

One sword seals the throat!

The Hengshan sword technique does not pursue suppressing people with power like the Mount Tai sword technique, but is a sword technique that tends to be unpredictable and strange. Precisely because of this, the Hengshan Sect has more women.

But this sword strike was so swift and so sharp!

After cutting through the large beast's throat, the remaining momentum was not exhausted, and it actually cut off the tiger head that Lao Qifeng had been hitting for half a day, leaving only skin and flesh wounds!

Lao Qifeng was stunned.

Yin Minjun is the number two figure of the Hengshan Sect; he has dealt with her many times, and it's not like he hasn't seen her make a move—she was just at a standard first-rate level.

How could she suddenly have such a level of martial arts!?

With someone like you in the Hengshan Sect, do you still need to run all the way to Qi and Lu to participate in the Five Mountains Alliance? Wouldn't it be better to just dominate the Southern Wu Lin directly?

"No."

In an instant, Lao Qifeng reacted and turned his head to look at Li Miao.

Li Miao made a gesture of silence to him.

Lao Qifeng understood: "If it is the handiwork of Lord Li, who killed most of the Ming Sect in one night, then it's not strange."

"Truly mysterious! It's just that I don't know why someone with such martial arts is only a Battalion Commander?"

"Could it be that the imperial court, in order to hide Lord Li, deliberately did not put him in the forefront?"

He was thinking secretly here, while Yin Minjun's steps did not stop; she flashed to the side of a leopard and struck out with another sword move, "Crane Soars to Purple Canopy."

Just now, she couldn't adapt to this vigorous true energy and used too much force.

But after all, she was also a first-rate expert of many years; after one sword strike, she already understood her current strength somewhat.

This sword strike pierced directly into the leopard's chest and abdomen, breaking its heart inside the chest cavity, and when she pulled out the sword, it pumped up a blood fountain several feet high.

Her steps did not stop; she flashed again to the back of a gray wolf that was as tall as a shoulder and struck out with another sword move.

These beasts, including the Gu-soldiers in Tai'an City that day, were difficult to deal with because of their thick skin and flesh; ordinary first-rate experts couldn't break their defense in one or two hits, and coupled with their fearlessness of death and the Gu-poison in their blood, Wang Hai and others were tied up when dealing with them.

Actually, if they encountered peak experts, these things wouldn't be of much use.

Peak experts could break through their skin and flesh in one move; their fearlessness of death would instead make their defense of vital points weaker, and the splashed blood would be difficult to get on the peak experts.

Therefore, with Yin Minjun's addition, the originally precarious situation was immediately reversed.

One sword strike meant one life; the "Ape Lord Somersault Cloud," the town-sect light martial art of the Hengshan Sect, is itself a movement technique famous for speed in the Jianghu; at this moment, when used by Yin Minjun, it was lightning-fast and unpredictable.

Just at this moment, in the forest, a man hiding under a tree root felt his Gu-insects dying one by one, and his mind was shaken.

"How can this be! There are clearly no peak experts present, how can they lose!?"

The death of the Gu-insects affected his mind. While his heart was pounding, a wisp of blood also overflowed from his mouth.

"No, absolutely cannot let these people leave alive! Otherwise, my clan's inheritance will be in danger!"

"Never mind, just abandon this life here!"

Once this thought occurred, this Great Witch did not hesitate, reached out to take out the poisonous items from his bosom, and prepared to activate the Gu-insects to perish together with these Jianghu people.

Yet he heard a soft "thud" sound coming from behind him.

Following that was a chill spreading from his chest.

He lowered his head and looked at his chest.

There was a small hole the size of a thumb, which was currently gurgling out blood, staining his clothes red, flowing to the ground, and seeping into the soil.

He couldn't believe it and reached out to touch behind him.

Behind him, on the tree trunk, were two small holes exactly the same as the one on his chest.

"Who..."

The last thought flashed by, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud, twitched a few times, and then there was no more sound.

Li Miao withdrew his finger and tucked it into his sleeve.

"Still want to fight for your life? Your heartbeat was leaking out, did you think I couldn't hear it?"

"The Profound Heaven Finger is really easy to use."

The Great Witch died, and those beasts suddenly stiffened, unable to move for a time.

Yin Minjun naturally would not let go of this opportunity; she struck with her sword one after another and killed them all in a moment.

Everyone was stunned by her performance and only reacted after a long while.

"Elder Yin, she actually hid so deeply!"

"Yes, yes, if it weren't for Elder Yin, I don't know how many people would have lost their lives."

"The kindness of saving a life is hard to repay. Elder Yin, there will definitely be a reward in the future!"

Everyone flattered her; Yin Minjun knew in her heart that this was not her own credit, and originally wanted to decline, but then thought of Li Miao not wanting to expose his martial arts, so she had to accept it.

Surrounded by many experts, Yin Minjun looked past the human wall at Li Miao, who was standing to the side with his hands in his sleeves.

Li Miao saw Yin Minjun looking over, smiled, stretched his hand out of his sleeve, and gave Yin Minjun a thumbs up.

Yin Minjun was actually flushed and at a loss for a moment.

It was Lao Qifeng who saw Yin Minjun's embarrassment and clapped his hands: "Alright, everyone, this is not the time to talk."

"I don't know if the Miao people have any other backup plans, our sect members are still waiting outside the tomb, and they must be anxious by now."

"Let's go first, and after reuniting with the sect members, we can talk about other things."

Everyone nodded one after another.

(End of chapter)