Chapter 1212 - 315: Ginkgo Amid Snow Reflects Zen, Heated Blade Saves the People_5

The lotus slowly spins, each petal seemingly containing inexhaustible power.

Zhong Renwang let out a roar, and the lotus suddenly exploded, transforming into countless sharp Qi blades, sweeping towards the Wudang Seven like a violent storm. The faces of the Wudang Seven changed drastically; though they had formed a sword array, the overwhelming Qi blades still imposed unprecedented pressure. The long swords within the sword array swung furiously, the sword light weaving a net, in an attempt to fend off the intense assault.

However, the power of "Heavenly Lotus Returning Heart" was not of the ordinary.

Qi blades collided with the sword light, producing a deafening boom, tearing open a gap in the sword array.

The Wudang Seven staggered, each wounded, with two spitting blood, clearly suffering serious injuries.

Su Qinghan was taken aback, knowing that without swift intervention, the Wudang Seven were in mortal danger.

Thus, she gritted her teeth and swung the Cyan Nether Sword once more, the sword light like lightning, piercing straight at Zhong Renwang’s back.

Yet, Zhong Renwang seemed to have eyes on his back, deftly sidestepping to easily evade Su Qinghan’s strike.

At the same time, he counterattacked, striking out with his palm. The palm wind, like a knife, carrying a chilling sharpness, aimed directly at Su Qinghan’s face.

Su Qinghan retreated rapidly, but Zhong Renwang’s palm wind followed relentlessly.

Helplessly, she had no choice but to swing her sword to block.

When sword met palm, a massive force surged, causing Su Qinghan’s blood to boil as she flew backward uncontrollably, crashing heavily to the ground.

Zhong Renwang’s attack was fierce; he flashed next to Su Qinghan in an instant.

He mercilessly swung a palm, with the palm wind howling, targeting Su Qinghan’s vital areas.

Su Qinghan barely mustered her last bit of strength, raising her sword to block.

However, the power of this palm was too overwhelming, Su Qinghan’s sword was sent flying, and she herself suffered severe injuries, spitting blood, her face pale as paper. Zhong Renwang coldly watched the fallen Su Qinghan and the Wudang Seven, the corners of his mouth curling into a cruel smile.

Dozens of sect leaders participating in the Martial Arts Conference drew their weapons — swords, axes, halberds, and hooks — and rushed towards Zhong Renwang.

Unflustered, Zhong Renwang moved like a ghost, threading through the crowd, each strike precise and ruthless, soon felling several sect leaders. The remaining leaders were terrified but, for the sake of face and their sect’s honor, had no choice but to persist in their siege of Zhong Renwang. The battle was intensely fierce, blades and sword flashes intertwined, blood spraying everywhere.

Though Zhong Renwang was highly skilled in martial arts, facing so many enemies gradually left him feeling overwhelmed.

He understood that continuing like this would eventually lead to a disadvantage.

So, he shouted loudly, his palm wind like a tide, forcing the besieging sect leaders back a few steps.

Then, he soared up, like lightning, straight towards Su Qinghan and the Wudang Seven.

He planned to eliminate these two major threats first, then focus on dealing with the other enemies.

Nun Jingxian from the Mount Heng Sect swung the Chaotic Heaven Sword, her swordsmanship skillful, sword shadows like white lotuses, striking at Dugu Yan.

Dugu Yan sneered, as the damaged Qiushui Sword clashed with the Chaotic Heaven Sword, sparks flying.

His fusion of "Eight Famous Swords" and "Evil Repelling Sword Technique" meant his sword moves alternated between fast and slow, genuine and deceptive, making them unpredictably dangerous.

Nun Jingxian frowned, displaying Mount Heng’s "Drifting Snow Swordsmanship," the sword light flashing amidst her moves like falling snow, trying to suppress Dugu Yan’s offensive.

Sect Leader Xie Tianfeng from Kunlun Sect formed his hands into claws, deploying "Dragon Claw Hand," claw shadows enveloping the sky, grabbing towards Dugu Yan.

Dugu Yan sharply turned, his sword taking an unconventional path, the Sword Qi striking like a venomous snake’s tongue, stabbing directly at Xie Tianfeng’s throat.

Xie Tianfeng sidestepped to dodge, transforming his claws into palms, launching the "Kunlun Palm," the palm wind fierce, colliding with Dugu Yan’s Sword Qi.

In this heart-stopping showdown, Dugu Yan, a notorious eunuch in the Martial Arts world, displayed astonishing skills and resolute determination against Mount Heng’s Nun Jingxian and Kunlun’s Xie Tianfeng.

Dugu Yan snorted coldly, "Die as I may, I will drag a few of these self-proclaimed righteous sect leaders down with me, humph!"

Nun Jingxian moved gracefully, like a celestial maiden descending, the Chaotic Heaven Sword in her hand dancing, its swordsmanship fluid and elegant, every move containing the essence of Mount Heng Swordsmanship. Sword shadows bloomed like white lotuses, directly targeting Dugu Yan.

Yet Dugu Yan remained fearless, the damaged Qiushui Sword and Chaotic Heaven Sword clashing in his hands, producing crisp metallic sounds, sparks flying.

Nun Jingxian saw this, her brow furrowed, executing Mount Heng Sect’s ultimate skill "Drifting Snow Swordsmanship."

As the sword light flickered, like falling snowflakes each carrying a biting cold, attempting to suppress Dugu Yan’s assault.

However, Dugu Yan moved like an apparition, his body pivoting swiftly, his sword taking unconventional paths, each swing perfectly evading Nun Jingxu’s attacks, and seizing the moment to counterattack.

At that moment, Dugu Yan flashed once more, skillfully evading Xie Tianfeng’s offensive, simultaneously thrusting Sword Qi like a venomous snake’s tongue, targeting Xie Tianfeng’s throat. Xie Tianfeng shifted sideways, narrowly escaping the deadly strike.

Each of their confrontations was nerve-wracking, every strike capable of deciding life or death.

Suddenly, Nun Jingxian was accidentally grazed by Sword Qi.

Blood instantly stained her sleeve red, but her eyes remained steadfast, unyielding.

Taking a deep breath, the Chaotic Heaven Sword in her hand glowed brighter, her swordsmanship more intense, every move aiming precisely at Dugu Yan’s vital points.