Chapter 10, The Great Songyang Hand

Chen Ang did not wish to engage in conversation with him at all. The prestige of the martial arts world, the power and status held no value for him. Even if he was regarded as a scoundrel of the demonic sect, hunted and denounced by the entire righteous path, so what? The more people came to kill him, the more he would learn about martial arts knowledge and wisdom, leading to greater gains.

A finely crafted steel longsword "Swaying!" was drawn from its sheath, held in the hands of Chen Ang. He lightly tapped his toes, and his body soared into the air, his wide sleeves billowing in the wind, resembling a great bird taking flight. The longsword in his hand was slightly askew, as if trembling, the tip of the sword wavering uncertainly, yet Fei Bin felt a tingling sensation in his vital points, as if a sense of danger was looming.

High above is a five-colored brocade banner, adorned with pearls and gemstones, which, when unfurled, emits a brilliant light. Many recognize this banner, and their hearts are filled with awe: "The command flag of the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect has arrived"

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the other members of the Five Mountains Sword Sect present were all filled with astonishment

At the same time, with a twist of the foot, the body turned in mid-air, unexpectedly harnessing this force to pivot towards Chen Ang, lunging forward. The right hand flashed with a cold light as a three-foot-long sword sliced through the air, delivering a fierce thrust directly aimed at Chen Ang's heart.

Liu Zhengfeng's expression was serious as he spoke to Master Ding Yi with kind words: "Master, it is not that I, Liu Zhengfeng, am being rebellious, but rather that that old scoundrel on the left is being excessively overbearing. Not only is he interfering in the internal affairs of our other four sects, but he is also plotting to kidnap my family! Come, bring those few scoundrels to me!"

Others were still in the dark, but Liu Zhengfeng had already understood their intentions. He leaned against the nearby table and chairs, and said calmly: "So it turns out that the banner of the Left Alliance Leader of the Songshan Sect has arrived! Three junior brothers, I just wonder how many disciples from the Songshan Sect have come. Let us all reveal ourselves!"

Chen Ang was well aware that Fei Bin was definitely coveting the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual, and wanted to take this opportunity to gather the clues of the manual for himself. This person has always acted without principles or boundaries. In the original work, he was able to target the defenseless Liu family members and could also ruthlessly stab the still young Qu Feiyan without hesitation. He is truly ruthless and merciless, willing to go to any lengths to achieve his goals

The Songshan Sect indeed possesses formidable influence among the Five Mountain Sword Sects. In just one night, the reputation of Chen Ang reached Fei Bin's ears. Upon receiving this news, Fei Bin was overjoyed, for it was rumored that Lin Pingzhi had fallen into Chen Ang's hands, and the clues to the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual had also come into his possession

He sneered immediately and said, "There is no point in saying more; let the blade reveal the truth!"

The crowd present was taken aback, and several unmasked individuals, who were disciples frequently seen on Mount Song, were recognized by many. Master Diyi could not help but speak out, saying: "Fei Bin, what does the Left Alliance Leader mean by this? If you intend to threaten Liu Xian's family, I will be the first to object!" Fei Bin, clearly even more astonished, quickly shouted at Tu Shu: "Liu Zhengfeng, do you dare! Where are the disciples of Mount Song?"

Fei Bin could never have imagined that someone could wield swordsmanship in such a manner; the mastery of such power was nothing short of impossible. He hurriedly released the hilt of his sword, but it was too late. A sword flower, resembling a coiling dragon, entwined around his right wrist, and one hand was splattered with boiling blood, turning into a puddle of flesh.

Master Ding Yi could no longer restrain herself, and with a wave of her sleeve, she turned her head away from them

Chen Angfei delivered a kick that struck his chest, causing Fei Bin to tremble all over, spitting out fresh blood and collapsing to the ground

His tone was extremely unfriendly, shocking all the gathered heroes, who were left bewildered, unsure of what had transpired, or whether there was some past grievance between Liu Zhengfeng and the Songshan Sect that had suddenly erupted. Master Diyi trembled as she spoke: "Brother Liu, what is the situation? If there is something, please let us sit down and discuss it calmly. The Five Mountains Sword Sect is like branches of the same tree; we cannot allow outsiders to see us making a fool of ourselves!"

"Colluding with the demonic cult and instigating internal strife within our Five Mountains Sword Sect, while further slandering Alliance Leader Zuo and Liu Zhengfeng. If you do not kill this demonic cult member beside you, do not blame us for being merciless!" Fei Bin's expression changed as he suddenly placed the label of the demonic cult on Chen Ang, pointing at Liu Zhengfeng and shouting sternly.

With a clang, a resounding sound echoed as Fei Bin's long sword was met with resistance, unexpectedly by Chen Ang, who held his sword tip against Fei Bin's, bending it into a twisted bow shape. Fei Bin looked up and met Chen Ang's gaze, only to find a pair of blue, icy eyes, as indifferent as the cold ice of the Tianshan Mountains, causing a slight sting in his own eyes

At his command, the disciples of the Liu Sect surged out from the inner hall, each wielding a knife and carrying a sword, on guard against the crowd from Mount Song. A dozen or so disciples from Mount Song, dressed in yellow robes, were bound with thick ropes, their swords resting on their shoulders, and were neatly escorted by the Liu disciples, kneeling in a row.

Fei Bin looked at the fierce dart coming his way, his heart startled. His feet sank into the stone bricks, his muscles tensed like a coiled spring filled with power, and with a sudden burst, he swiftly moved three feet to the side, narrowly avoiding Chen Ang's dart.

A dart flashed in his hand, and a dim cold light shot towards Fei Bin. The silver gleam vanished in an instant; the onlookers only saw a flash of silver light, and something was gone from Chen Ang's hand. The swift dart was aimed directly at Fei Bin's left eye

Fei Bin saw Chen Ang, furrowed his brows and thought for a moment, suddenly recalling someone, and immediately pointed his sword: "You are Sai Huatuo?"

The mastery of strength is exquisite to the utmost degree

"Junior Brother!" Fei Shidi, Ding Mian, and Lu Bai exclaimed in surprise, about to step forward to support him, but Liu Zhengfeng took a step forward and blocked them with his sword.

Chen Ang observed the fleeting greed in Fei Bin's eyes, yet chose to ignore him

The atmosphere in the venue suddenly came to a standstill, with both sides locked in a tense standoff. One side had the advantage of numbers, while the other held hostages, leaving neither side daring to make a rash move, resulting in an immediate deadlock.

In this moment when the atmosphere was almost frozen, suddenly a voice exclaimed: "Songshan Sect, Songshan Sect! What a great display of power!"

The Songshan Sword Technique is characterized by a majestic and imposing presence, excelling in its grand momentum. In the hands of Fei Bin, it resembles a thousand troops and ten thousand horses charging forward. Its fierce and powerful strikes surpass even a three-foot-long crossbow, capable of piercing through an inch-thick steel wall.

Chen Ang suddenly emerged from the crowd, standing beside Liu Zhengfeng, holding a black dart in his hand, tossing it up and down with a flick of his wrist, exhaling with boredom, and said: "In the righteous path of the martial world, everywhere I look, it is nothing but despicable individuals who use the elderly, women, and children as hostages to coerce others! In front are the Qingcheng Sect, and behind are the Songshan Sect, truly a lasting presence of righteous spirit."

A sword that pierces the heart

Having lost the leverage of the Liu family, if Liu Zhengfeng were to retaliate fiercely, Fei Bin would not fare well either

Fundamentally, given the current situation, even if Liu Zhengfeng were forcibly killed, it would be a loss for Zuo Lengchan. Not only would he lose a significant number of elite disciples, but if Liu Zhengfeng were pushed too hard, he might reveal some of Zuo Lengchan's secrets, which could lead to a tarnished reputation and jeopardize his position as the leader.

Before he could react, the two swords clashed violently, causing the hilt of Fei Bin's sword to tremble violently, buzzing and shaking, nearly slipping from his grasp. However, Chen Ang seized this momentum, twirling his sword into a flurry of sword flowers, spiraling up along Fei Bin's sword body, like a dragon, tearing apart Fei Bin's long sword

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud response echoed from all directions in the hall, with dozens of voices saying: "Yes, disciples of the Songshan Sect are here!" The voices of dozens of people came one after another from various places, and soon a dozen or so disciples of the Songshan Sect, dressed in yellow robes, rushed out from the back. In the hall, dozens of people also stood up, dressed in various styles, confronting the disciples of the Liu Sect.

The sword energy surged towards him, and Chen Ang suddenly found it difficult to breathe. His eyes appeared slightly dazed, emanating a strange blue light. Liu Zhengfeng beside him felt his hair stand on end, yet Chen Ang seemed completely oblivious, still calmly gazing at Fei Bin. Just as Liu Zhengfeng was about to draw his sword to defend himself, he suddenly felt a lightness in his hand

The leader, approximately in his forties, was of medium build and exceptionally thin. He sported a pair of mustaches on his upper lip, and those with broad knowledge would recognize him as Fei Bin, the master of the Songshan School. The two individuals behind him were even more distinguished, being Ding Mian, the Totem Master, and Lu Bai, the Crane Master, both of whom ranked higher than him. The arrival of these three prominent figures from the Thirteen Protectors of Songshan truly honored Liu Zhengfeng.

Everyone present furrowed their brows, feeling that this person was exceedingly rude, treating the over one thousand heroes and brave men here as if they were nothing, truly showing no respect for Liu Zhengfeng. Turning to look back, they saw four men dressed in yellow shirts walking in through the main entrance