Chapter 4,277: Blood-Red Long Knife

w has his full power unleashed, he's at his peak!The ambusher, a cultivator from the cave heaven realm, was also secretly astonished. He did not expect Jiang Yun to be so formidable.However, he was no..."Kill Fan Xiao at all costs!"

Since Yan Tianqi received the transmission from the Emperor, although he appeared indifferent on the surface, in reality, he had already secretly launched an investigation.

After all, since the Emperor was willing to take such a great risk to send a message, it must be someone very important. He also wanted to complete this task as soon as possible.

However, he never expected that this evening, this person would actually appear on their own.

Yan Tianqi's lips twitched slightly, revealing a cold smile. He muttered to himself, "It's truly effortless!"

Although I don't know why the Emperor wants to kill you, you are highly regarded by Mo Ze and clearly belong to Leng Yi Chen's lineage. Killing you would be a win-win situation!

Mo Ze went to such lengths as to accept military punishment so that Jiang Yun could participate in the Grand Competition without prior registration. Such an act truly surpasses the level of importance a Heavenly General places on their duties.

Therefore, Yan Tianqi naturally wouldn't have difficulty judging that Jiang Yun belonged to Leng Yichen's lineage.

But in his eyes, Ginger Cloud was already dead.

Above the platform, Jiang Yun cupped his fist toward Lu Wenlin and said, "General Lu, please instruct me!"

Lu Wenlin completely ignored Jiang Yun's salute, arrogantly smiling and saying: "I don't know why you challenge me, but I won't show you any mercy."

Ginger Yun retracted his fists, a sword now appearing in his hand. It was the peerless blade he had purchased yesterday at Ruyi Pavilion, one comparable to a celestial artifact.

The reason for buying this sword is not only to confuse Emperor Xuan's sight and hearing, but also because Fan Xiao, along with the Fan family, are all sword cultivators.

It's a pity, though, that their swordsmanship skills are rather mediocre. Even as sword cultivators, they lack any remarkable qualities.

Although Jiang Yun's swordsmanship couldn't be said to be particularly high, it was the most suitable for playing the role of Fan Xiao.

With the sword in his hand, Jiang Yun's entire demeanor shifted. His body was infused with a sharp intensity, as if he had transformed into a blade itself.

Jiang Yunmian looked at Lu Wenlin expressionlessly and said, "Lu Qianjiang, I don't care what you want to do, but you're unlucky to have provoked me!"

"As for me, I'm a small-minded person and have always been one to hold grudges. Let alone a life-or-death feud."

This sentence, others might not understand, but Lu Wenlin naturally understood. Ginger Cloud was talking about the hunt that time.

As soon as the words left his mouth, the long sword in Jiang Yun's hand trembled slightly. A clear and crisp clang rang out from the blade.

As the clang of swords reached its peak, Jiang Yun swung his long sword, and in an instant, a crescent-shaped sword light like a honed blade slashed through the void, tearing open a rift in space. It shot straight towards Lu Wenlin.

Though Lu Wenlin was also somewhat surprised by Jiang Yun's swordsmanship, he didn't take Jiang Yun's attack seriously. He casually waved his hand in front of him, and a black light curtain appeared, blocking Jiang Yun's sword light.

"Clang!"

Blades of light clashed with a black curtain, producing a metallic clang. The golden glow exploded outwards.

Lu Wenlin's expression changed involuntarily. He didn't expect Jiang Yun's attack power to be so powerful, able to easily break through his defense.

Meanwhile, ginger cloud's long sword danced again, and another sword thrust out.

This sword strike unleashed a myriad of sword shadows, clearly formed from countless sword intents, once again stabbing towards Lu Wenlin.

Lu Wenlin's face darkened, his hands forming seals as he struck the air before him with a swift clap. At the same time, his figure retreated rapidly towards the rear.

Buzz buzz buzz!

As countless muffled tremors arose, one after another, shimmering light curtains appeared before him, coalescing into black shields that blocked the whistling rain of swords.

"Bang bang bang!"

It's a shame these black shields are like paper, easily pierced and shattered by the sword's shadow, unable to offer any resistance.

Not only that, but those sword shadows finally condensed into a giant sword, carrying an overwhelming momentum, and directly arrived in front of Lu Wenlin.

Looking at the sword tip so close, feeling the sharp sword energy contained within it, Lu Wenlin only felt a tingling sensation like being cut all over his scalp. A trickle of blood was already flowing down from his scalp.

At this moment, Lu Wenlin's face had drastically changed.

Although Ginger Cloud had just stunned Fang Ming with a shout, letting him know that Ginger Cloud's strength was extraordinary, he never expected her to be this strong.

Remember, you're a strong cultivator who has entered the Void Realm. Although it hasn't been long, you shouldn't be completely helpless against Jiang Yun's attacks.

He had no idea that if Ginger Cloud wasn't worried about his identity as Fan Xiao and the watchful gaze of Emperor Xing who was secretly observing this place, dealing with him wouldn't have been so complicated. A single punch would have been enough to pulverize him.

Not only was Lu Wenlin shocked, but at this moment, the many cultivators watching the battle, apart from a few, all had expressions of disbelief.

Although the thirty-eight guards and their families had pleaded for Jiang Yun, which surprised them a little, everyone thought it was just because Jiang Yun had a wide network of contacts and was good at socializing.

After all, Jiang Yun was just a small guard. No matter how strong he was, how strong could he really be

But the battle now before their eyes was far beyond what they had expected.

Jiang Yun merely drew two swords, yet he already forced Lu Wenlin into a losing position.

If Lu Wenlin doesn't have any trump cards, he wouldn't stand a chance against Jiang Yun, let alone win. He might even die at his hands.

Shen Zhaozhun softly said, "Fan brother, you've grown stronger again!"

He had witnessed Ginger Cloud's actions during the hunt. Although their cultivation levels were suppressed to the Fourth Level of Breaking Dharma at that time, Ginger Cloud's displayed strength was comparable to the Fourth Level of Reincarnation.

Now, Jiang Yun is even stronger than before.

Behind Shen Zhaojun, his uncle suddenly spoke up: “This man must not die today. In the future, we must definitely cultivate a good relationship with him.”

His uncle's words sent a chill down Shen Chaojun's spine. He naturally understood his uncle's meaning and hurriedly nodded, saying, "Yes!"

The same scene was quietly unfolding on Li Mo and thirty-seven other guards.

As the illusory sword was about to pierce his head, Lu Wenlin let out a loud roar and suddenly raised both hands, striking straight at the sword.

At some point, his palm was already stained a bloody red.

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“Bang!”

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Lu Wenlin's hands struck the long sword, shattering it to pieces.

And at that moment, a voice transmission from Jiang Yun suddenly rang in Lu Wenlin's ear: "If you don't surrender the Bloodless, or is it some powerful figure behind you who is making a move"

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Otherwise, you'd probably be dead here today.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Jiang Yun's sword struck Lu Wenlin for the third time.

This time, it was a clean and decisive strike with no trace of sword energy or intent.

That single strike, however, made Lu Wenlin clearly feel the threat of death.

With my own abilities, I can't even block this sword at all.

If, as Ginger Cloud says, using power that doesn't belong to you will expose your secrets.

In a moment of crisis, Lu Wenlin gritted his teeth, unwavering, and allowed Jiang Yun's sword tip to pierce towards his brow.

"Om!"

As Jiang Yun's long sword neared Lu Wenlin's brow, just a hair's breadth away from his heart, an immense and powerful aura suddenly surged out from the wound.

"Bang bang bang."

Under the influence of this breath, Ginger Cloud's sword in his hand immediately shattered.

Next, the breath coalesced into a blood-red long sword, slashing fiercely towards Jiang Yun.

This long sword, it is... an Emperor's Tool!ride and self-respect of a late stage Daoist realm expert, he wouldn't want to face Jiang Yun in this way.But now, under the shroud of the Bloodwash Heaven's Mandate, he can only play his last trump c...