Chapter 6, The Six Swords of Qiaoqiao

Chutian coldly said: "Young Master Qin, do you still remember the Song family?"

A man in a black robe swiftly entered the room and struck at the ribbon hanging from the beam with his palm

Poor Chu Tian, full of strength yet unable to exert it, could only twist his waist and sidestep to evade the force of the palm wind

His speed increased rapidly, and the aperture connected at both ends, converging into a conical white vortex that continuously expanded outward. Wherever it passed, a wild blizzard swirled, as if time and space were reversing, bringing back the harsh winter. Boundless wind and snow surged between heaven and earth, sweeping across the eight directions and the six realms, and sweeping through the five lakes and four seas

A figure leaped over the courtyard wall, wielding a sword and attacking Qin Guantian; it turned out to be Yuan Shiheng, a disciple of the Tianyi Sect

The buzzing sound echoed as the sword of joy flickered, conjuring dazzling silver flowers that appeared and vanished, difficult to discern between reality and illusion, piercing towards Chu Tian's lower abdomen

"How did you come here?" Chu Tian looked at Quan Shidai, who he had only met a few times, and asked.

Chutian focused his gaze on the young man in the yellow robe, observing his tall and poised stature that exuded an air of mastery. Compared to the disheveled Qin Guantian beside him, he appeared more like a dominant ruler.

At that moment, someone shouted: "Look at the sword!"

The long song is relentless in its reasoning, as the difficulties of the Chu sky come as they may. With a sword and a palm, rising and falling, one can always seize the initiative

More importantly, after observing for a while with a cold gaze, he found that he could not detect a single flaw in the young man in the yellow robe, as if the latter's casual stance could achieve an impeccable state.

Boom! The explosive sound reverberated, and layers of yellow clouds conjured by the robe sleeves vanished under the sword's edge. A flash of golden energy appeared on Huan Changge's face as he urged his true essence to unleash the "Deep Gold Palm" from the North Ming Divine Palace. His left palm shimmered with brilliance, resembling forged gold, and suddenly shot out from the "Disordered Sleeve," striking towards the Cangyun Yuancheng Sword.

Chutian stepped forward and grasped Qin Jin's collar, his fingertips exerting force that sealed all of Qin Jin's meridians.

However, it was of no use; the Cangyun Yuancheng Sword only then made a move, and the sword technique of Huan Changge changed. The Jin Huan Sword feigned a thrust and transformed it into a flick, taking advantage of the moment when Chu Tian had not yet fully exerted his strength, sweeping aside the Cangyun Yuancheng Sword, and immediately following up with a left palm, charging straight for the open target in the chest.

Chutian coldly smiled and said: "People like you, scum, should have died long ago; even the gods cannot save you"

This is an unprecedented situation for Chutian, and he is unable to come up with any countermeasures in such a short time.

He disregarded everything and dodged backward, brandishing two judge's pens in front of him, creating an impenetrable whirlwind of azure clouds.

Suddenly, Yuan Shiheng walked in from outside, standing beside Quan Shidai and whispering, "Senior Brother Yuan, we might be in trouble—Junior Sister has not returned yet."

A sharp sound echoed as a spray of blood erupted, and Chu Tian's left arm was injured. Fortunately, he executed the "Fish-Sliding Technique" at the last moment; otherwise, half of his arm would have been lost.

With a flick of his wrist, Chu Tian made the Cangyun Yuancheng Sword spin in the air, causing the blazing fire dragon to become ensnared in a vortex. It involuntarily turned its head, unexpectedly counterattacking the man in the black robe.

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However, as the Cangyun Yuancheng Sword was just lowered to his chest, a strange smile appeared at the corner of Huan Changge's mouth. The Jinhuan Sword suddenly retracted, and he raised his left palm to strike towards Chu Tian's face.

The two engaged in another five or six exchanges, and despite Chu Tian enduring a sword strike and two palm strikes, he still could not break through Huan Changge's obstruction

The ethereal essence drifting all around, like threads and filaments, was drawn into the misty light. With a slight refinement, it permeated into the body of Chu Tian, simultaneously healing wounds while absorbing the essence of heaven and earth to nourish the vital energy.

Chutian nodded slowly, gently closing his eyes to circulate the magical energy of the Dharma, clearing the blockages within his body and calming the turbulent meridians

He quickly shifted his thoughts, twisting his waist to retreat into the air, utilizing the space to exchange for a precious moment and valuable time for the * map * and * book *, allowing the Cangyun Yuanchan Sword to arrive in time for defense.

At this moment, Yuan Shiheng, carrying Chu Tian and under the protection of Quan Shidai, had already burst out of the Ironclad Gang's headquarters. The two did not dare to linger in Huaiyang City and raced towards the outskirts.

The two corpses lying on the ground were his inseparable personal bodyguards, known as the "Blood-drinking Twin Blades," who ranked among the top ten experts in the Iron Garment Gang

Suddenly, the eight words that Yuan Shiheng had pointed out to him emerged in his mind: "Take me as the master, replace defense with offense"

This blazing fire dragon, continuously empowered by his essence and true energy, possesses an undeniable strength. Coupled with the majestic force generated by the Cangyun Yuancheng Sword, even its master does not dare to confront its edge directly

The blazing fire dragon let out a mournful wail as its body twisted and convulsed, transforming back into the form of a jade-carved red dragon. With a 'clang', it fell to the ground, its surface emerging with numerous fine cracks from which wisps of blue smoke began to rise

The sound of clashing echoed as the seven-blade flying daggers were shattered by the sword light, while the Cangyun Yuancheng Sword soared majestically, transforming into nine long rainbows that directly attacked the man in the black robe

A young man in a yellow robe walked slowly into the courtyard and looked up at Chutian, saying: "What you just performed was the 'Reversing Destiny' from 'The Six Swords of Subtlety', wasn't it?"

If, a moment ago, Chu Tian had encountered such a flying knife attack, he could only evade by employing his agility.

Ding! Under the strike of the Cangyun Yuancheng Sword, the sword in Qin Jin's hand shattered inch by inch, and he was also violently thrown back, crashing heavily against the wall

With a long howl, Chu Tian unleashed a joyous song, disregarding the piercing joy of the sword. He executed a move called "Gazing Down at the Six Directions," as the Cangyun Yuanchan stirred the winds and clouds, sweeping across the six directions. The powerful sword energy enveloped the vast, white waves like a line between heaven and earth, shaking the four corners.

Quan Shinae watched with concern the changes in Chu Tian's emotions, unable to hide a hint of astonishment in his expression

Qin Guan could only retreat to protect himself, while Chu Tian's body flew out of the courtyard, just as Quan Shidai arrived to catch him in mid-air

The man in the black robe changed color in anger, not expecting that the young man's sword strike would possess such astonishing power.

The long song floats atop the ridge of the small building, looking down from a height upon the vast sky of Chu, with a hint of surprise flickering in the eyes.

Qin Guan, overhearing the conversation, mocked himself and angrily shouted: "Holy Envoy, this scoundrel has killed Jin Er; he must not be spared!"

He said with a sneer: "The fox exploits the tiger's might; I shall take your life before this holy envoy!"

The blazing fire dragon revives its fierce might, raising its massive tail like the whip of the fire god, dragging the heavens and striking towards the Celestial Cloud Primordial Sword.

Qin Guan struck and shot, sending the Mangguo shuttle flying, while Yuan Shiheng took the opportunity to withdraw.

Hearing the sound was like grasping a lifeline for Qin Jin, who gasped, "Father, please save me—"

The blazing fire dragon resembled a moth drawn to the flame, its head instantly engulfed in the depths of a swirling white vortex that roared and surged like a tornado, while the flames consuming its body were devoured by the surrounding white, misty snow, extinguishing at an astonishing speed

His figure moved, like a falcon swooping down from the sky to catch a rabbit. Utilizing the momentum of the charge, the Cangyun Yuancheng Sword executed the third form of the Liao Qiao Liu Jian, "Li Hai Duan Liu," striking downward.

But now, both of them have been drained of their blood by others, lost their lives, and can no longer help themselves avert disasters or act as they please

Help, help, someone come quickly!" Qin Jin struggled desperately, kicking and thrashing.

With a thunderous roar, Chutian broke through the roof and soared into the sky, while below, the "Blazing Fire Dragon" relentlessly pursued him

Qin Jin struggled helplessly, calling out in panic: "Do not kill me, I can give you whatever you want!"

Before they could react, a scream echoed from behind. The two swordsmen who attempted to rescue Qin Jin fell to the ground, howling incessantly

The "Rift Sea and Broken Flow" of Chutian suddenly changed its move midway, its momentum exhausted, making it impossible to change moves again to block.

Chutian was taken aback, yet he did not understand what the Holy Envoy of the North Sea Divine Mansion was, nor why it seemed to be able to surpass the Iron Garment Gang

He sustained a total of five injuries, the most severe being a sword strike from Huan Changge to his left rib, which nearly severed his meridians and injured his lung

Before one appeared a Cangyun Yuanchan sword, which in the blink of an eye manifested nine beams of light, resembling an icy waterfall flowing through a frozen Milky Way. It was impossible to discern which sword was real and which was an illusion, as strands of white light shattered the vast sky and surged forth with abandon

Chutian stood undaunted, as another wondrous scene unfolded in his mind. The vast demonic energy of the Brahman surged continuously into the sword. The Cangyun Yuancheng Sword emitted a mournful sound, akin to the wailing of ten thousand angry ghosts, trembling the hearts of men. The sword's body was enveloped in a cold mist, shimmering with glimmers of light, its sharpness exuding a chilling aura capable of freezing rivers and sealing mountains in ice

No, even the fiercest beasts have their vulnerable spots; it is merely that the young man in the yellow robe possesses an extraordinary agility, making it difficult for one to find an opportunity to strike.

What a powerful punch! The man in the black robe felt a jolt in his heart, channeling his energy to dissipate the force of the punch that had struck his arm. He exhaled and said loudly, "Regardless of any grievances between us, please first release my son!" He flicked his wrist and threw out seven flying daggers, six of which were aimed at Chu Tian, while one was directed towards the ribbon.

As the blazing fire dragon was about to turn against its master, a sudden roar of wind surged from the side, and several faint golden gusts of palm wind arrived in an instant, exploding into brilliant bursts of light and fire on the fire dragon.

A middle-aged man's voice echoed from the courtyard below: "Where did this wild brat come from to dare harm my son?"

Boldly, do you know who he is? He is the envoy Huan Changge, sent by the North Sea Divine Mansion to Hanzhou

Damn it! The man in the black robe desperately tried to evade, flipping and floating down into the courtyard below, narrowly avoiding the sharp edge of the Cangyun Yuanchan Sword. However, his body was already riddled with wounds, and the "Ziwu Judge's Pen," which he had painstakingly cultivated for thirty years, had also become twisted and dull, leaving him uncertain of how much effort it would take to restore it.

Before he could finish speaking, a shout came from inside the house: "There's a fire! Hurry and put it out!"

With a series of sharp and rapid sounds resembling the clashing of metal, nine beams of white light, like a chef skillfully carving up an ox, dismembered the azure clouds before the man in black robes

At the moment he was momentarily distracted, He Shidai and Yuan Shiheng had already fled with Chu Tian without a trace

"Jin Er!" The man in the black robe, filled with grief and indignation, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Hah!"

Qin Jin pushed the young girl towards the sky of Chu, drew the sword hanging on the wall, and sought to break through and flee

Nevertheless, a deep gash visible to the bone was left on Chutian's left arm, with the fierce sword energy penetrating his meridians, causing excruciating pain in his arm, rendering it nearly useless

A jade-carved red dragon flew out from the tattered sleeve of the black-robed man, radiating brilliant light in the air and transforming into a fire dragon measuring ten meters in length, its flames soaring as it lunged towards the small building

At this moment, the Cangyun Yuanchan Sword had just descended from its highest point, and there were no obstacles in front of Chu Tian. The Jinhui Sword advanced straight in as if entering a realm devoid of any presence.

Chutian executed the technique "Yanxiang" from "Chen Yu Luo Yan," positioning himself in front of Qin and Jin with a swift movement that arrived before his body did.

He ignored Qin Guantian's extremely unpleasant expression and continued, "I never expected that the cold and sharp Cangyun Yuancheng Sword would end up in the hands of such a young boy; it is truly a pity for such a precious gem to be cast into darkness."

After traveling more than thirty miles, the two arrived at an abandoned Taoist temple, where they finally set Chu Tian down

As his voice faded, his figure gracefully swept across the courtyard, and the sword of Jin Dian pierced the center of Chu Tian's brow

However, during the recent battle with Guan Xiayue, he activated the spirit of the Cangyun Yuanchan Sword, connecting to the invaluable memories left by the foremost master of the demonic path, Han Liaoqiao, from six hundred years ago, and has comprehended the true meaning of the Six Swords of Liaoqiao

However, the "Heavenly Creation and Earthly Setting Pill" of the Tianyi Gate indeed proves to be effective, as the medicinal properties gradually diffuse within the body, and the chill within begins to fade, akin to being immersed in a warm, soothing spring.

The young man in the yellow robe from Chutian subdued the raging fire dragon with the strength of four palms, feeling a slight chill in his heart. He consecutively executed two moves of the "Frosty Six Swords," which consumed a considerable amount of his internal energy, necessitating time for recovery. He then replied, "You have quite an eye, at least more discerning than this Leader Qin."

After approximately three hours, Chu Tian's entire body was completely enveloped in a golden-red mist, and he found himself floating in mid-air, as if an invisible soft cushion beneath his legs was supporting him upward

With a swift motion, the sword was swung to the right, like a flash of lightning, slanting to strike the left arm of the opponent, as if it had accurately predicted the trajectory of his punch

Qin Jin's complexion was ashen, and he stammered, "That girl couldn't find a way out for herself and hanged herself. I, I didn't intend to kill her"

Chutian fixed his gaze on the sword's edge, waiting until the tip of the sword was merely half a meter from his brow before he leaped forward and swung his sword.

"Kill him!" The man in the black robe gritted his teeth, his left hand forming a seal as he pointed towards the fire dragon, spitting mouthfuls of his essence into the air.

Qin Jin seemed to recall something and said: "Ah, you are referring to that madwoman; she has been dead for a long time"

Bang! As the fists collided, the man in the black robe stepped back two paces, and Chu Tian's body also swayed slightly

"Indeed, the wealthy often forget their matters," deep within Chutian's heart, there was even more anger. "She once had a beautiful daughter, who used to set up a stall by the river every day to sell breakfast."

Chutian is closing in on Qin and Jin: "How did she die?"

Yesterday, we took a rest in Huaiyang City, intending to leave today. However, we heard the sounds of shouting and killing coming from the Iron Clothes Gang's main hall. My junior sister, filled with curiosity, couldn't help but sneak into the mansion to investigate. To our surprise, it was you, little brother, who were engaged in a fight with a disciple from the Beiming Divine Mansion.

Chutian's entire body was wracked with excruciating pain, as if his bones were about to shatter. His right hand, numb, tightly gripped the Cangyun Yuancheng sword, trembling uncontrollably.

He could only evade the palm wind by facing upwards, while striking fiercely at Huan Changge's left palm with a clenched fist

Saint! The man in the black robe exclaimed in surprise, having narrowly escaped death

Huan Changge's expression slightly changed as he coldly laughed and said, "Do you think that fighting to the death will allow you to find a way to survive?"

With a loud crack, the figures of the two suddenly parted. Huan Changge's left palm suffered the fracture of four bones, and a gash opened at his waist from the Cangyun Yuanchan sword, causing his form to sway and fall into the courtyard

Hiss! Two black-clad swordsmen swung their blades, only to see Chu Tian's figure flicker and vanish from their sight

However, he soon realized that, in fact, Huan Changge's skills were not necessarily faster than his own, but the opponent was able to anticipate and strike first, taking the initiative in the attack

However, his resistance before this unparalleled swordsmanship, "Traversing the Eight Wildernesses," can only be likened to a mantis trying to stop a chariot

The head was thrown in, the blood-drinking twin daggers struck down, and the door was pushed open—these events occurred in an instant, without a sound, leaving Qin Jin feeling as if he were witnessing a ghost in broad daylight

Qin Jin has never been as afraid as he is now in his entire life

He wielded the Cangyun Yuancheng Sword, slanting it upwards to draw one perfect circle of light after another in the sky

The two figures crossed each other in the air, with Chu Tian landing on the courtyard wall. He channeled the magic energy of the Brahman to seal his wounds and neutralize the sword energy and * diagram * book, raising his sword to face Huan Changge from a distance, his imposing aura enveloping him as he shifted from offense to defense.

Qin Guan's furious reprimand seemed, on the surface, to be flattering the young man in yellow, but in reality, he aimed to escalate the situation, hoping to use the hands of this self-proclaimed Saint Envoy of the North Underworld to take revenge for his beloved son

He is not a person who is good at expressing himself, nor is he willing to easily reveal his joys and sorrows on his face, yet there is a long-lost warmth quietly resonating within his heartstrings

Chutian shook his head in shame, realizing that this battle had been a complete and utter defeat for him. Had it not been for the timely rescue by Quan Shidai and others, there would have been no chance of escaping from the iron grip of Qin Guantian.

The blazing fire dragon was nourished by the essence blood refined from the lifelong true energy of the man in the black robe, and in an instant, its brilliance surged and its size doubled, as it raised its head and lunged towards Chu Tian

While he was deep in thought, he heard the young man in yellow say: "You are very clever, but there is no need to waste your efforts—since you have encountered me, you will find it impossible to escape!"

With a puff, the Jinhua Sword was slightly deflected by the fierce wind sword energy, piercing into Chu Tian's left rib

This sword strikes with a grand and unadorned simplicity, yet its sword energy surges like a tide, enveloping an area of one hundred meters and firmly locking onto Qin Guantian's vital energy, leaving him with no escape. The Cangyun Yuancheng Sword appears faintly amidst the dense cold mist, resembling a towering mountain of swords pressing down, instilling a sense of fear and helplessness even before one has engaged in combat.

The two individuals exerted themselves to wield their swords in defense. The sharp sound of "clang" echoed, and unexpectedly, both the person and the sword were struck out of the window by the Cangyun Yuanchan Sword!

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The young man in yellow nodded slightly and said dismissively: "A waste like your son, who only knows how to indulge in women and frivolous pleasures every day, is bound to be taken down sooner or later. Even if I were to recommend him to the divine palace, it is not certain that anyone would be willing to take him as a disciple"

She set fire and caused chaos at the headquarters of the Iron Clothes Gang to divert Qin Guantian's attention, making it easier for us to leave the city. She might return in a little while. Quan Shidai laughed and said, "Little brother, do not rush to speak; quickly take advantage of the time while the medicine is taking effect to cultivate and heal your injuries. We will take care of things here."

He is a scion of a prominent family and has been well-read since childhood, with a breadth of knowledge and experience far surpassing that of his peers. Naturally, he can discern that Chu Tian's cultivation is undoubtedly a top-tier demonic skill. Thus, despite Chu Tian's young age and astonishing cultivation level, he possesses a righteous character and a chivalrous spirit, showing none of the selfishness and malevolence typical of those from the demonic sect. This only deepens his curiosity about Chu Tian's background and origins

How could this be? Chutian was astonished and at a loss for words; this was the first time he had encountered a master whose speed and accuracy surpassed his own since coming out of seclusion

Where is that junior sister? I haven't seen her," Chu Tian inquired

Qin Guan discerned the opportunity and suddenly leaped, striking towards Chu Tian with his palm

"Learning from setbacks, you are indeed very clever." Chang Ge stood with his sword, seemingly unconcerned that Chu Tian might suddenly strike. "To think of using stillness to counteract my movement, but unfortunately, it is a futile effort!"

Chutian was taken aback, unable to fathom how the young man in yellow knew his thoughts, and deliberately remarked: "A mouse on the balance beam boasts of itself!"

Chutian looked on with disdain and said, "A life for a life!" He raised his hand and, with a swift motion, tore the ribbon from the girl's waist, fashioning a noose above on the beam, saying, "Young Master, please!"

According to his speculation, at this moment, Chu Tian's forearm is already beyond saving

However, an incredible event occurred. Just at the moment when Chu Tian drew his sword, Huan Changge unexpectedly launched an attack a step ahead. He swiftly drew the long sword "Jin Huan" from his back, merging his body with the sword as he soared into the air, transforming into a brilliant beam of silver light to intercept in midair

I heard she jumped into the river to end her life; her matter has nothing to do with me! Qin Jin stuttered a bit

On the spiritual platform of Chutian, the trajectory of the blazing fire dragon in flight is clearly reproduced, and no matter how it changes in myriad ways, it can never escape the grasp of its own spiritual awareness

Suddenly, the sound of the wind stirred beside him, and the long song harmonized with his breath, suppressing the pain as it swept over the top of his head

Not good! The man in the black robe was struck with fear, his face losing color

The remaining two black-clad swordsmen hurriedly turned around, only to see a dazzling array of snowflakes shimmering, as Chu Tian's Cangyun Yuancheng Sword surged forth like a tumultuous wave.

His robe sleeves suddenly soared, like layers of yellow clouds swirling chaotically to meet the Celestial Cloud Yuancheng Sword.

The situation of Chutian is quite tragic; a large area of his left rib is stained red with blood, his entire body is in disarray with chaotic energy flowing and veins twisting, and he is completely out of control, flying diagonally towards the courtyard wall.

A cold light flashed in Chu Tian's eyes as he lowered his voice and asked, "What about her daughter? How did she die?"

The sword form is inherently variable, all resides within the essence of the sword

However, at the moment when Chu Tian launched his punch, Huan Changge's technique changed once again. It seemed as if he could always anticipate Chu Tian's moves by half a beat, and each strike landed precisely on Chu Tian's vulnerable spots

A few days ago, he helped the disciples of the Heavenly Intent Sect in the colorful Misty Mountains, driven solely by a momentary impulse. Little did he expect that today, their escape from calamity would depend entirely on their own efforts

In Chu Tian's mind, a scene of a solitary dance under the cold moon emerged, his heart soaring into the void while his spirit remained steadfast. His body stood firm like a towering mountain, unmoving, as he wielded his sword forward with a swift thrust.

Suddenly, four black-clad swordsmen leaped in from the windows and doors; two rushed towards Qin Jin, while the other two raised their blades to attack Chu Tian

What is the background of this young man? The man in the black robe felt both astonished and furious, quickly regulating his breath to calm the turbulent blood in his chest. He raised his eyes and, through the broken window, saw that his son, who used to wear a white silk robe, was now lifeless, hanging straight from the beam, his face a deep purple and his long tongue protruding, having died from asphyxiation.

After a sudden storm, there was a brief lull in the battle. Both sides were reassessing the strength of their opponent, seeking the next strategy to break the deadlock.

Kill! The man in the black robe had bloodshot eyes and shot out a stream of blood.

Chutian Wei hesitated for a moment, and before he knew it, Quan Shidai had already placed the pill into his mouth. It instantly transformed into a stream of sweet liquid that flowed smoothly down his throat, gradually filling his entire body with a warm sensation, significantly alleviating his pain

"What I desire, you cannot provide at all!" Chu Tian lifted a puddle of soft mud-like Qin Jin from the ground and hung him from the beam of the room

Yuan Shiheng stood at the door, monitoring the movements outside. Quan Shidai took out a healing medicine from the Tianyi Gate, the "Heavenly Creation Pill," and helped Chu Tian sit down, saying: "Little brother, you should take this pill first."

The feeling of being actively occupied and constantly beaten is truly unpleasant, akin to lifting one's leg only to suddenly discover that there is an inverted steel nail waiting beneath one's foot

Seeing the murderer of his son being rescued, Qin Guantian could not help but exclaim in exasperation: "Stop them, do not let a single one escape!"

Withdraw! With his left hand, Quan Shidai struck out three ancient darts, and with a tip of his toes, he flipped over the courtyard wall and soared into the air

"Sister Song, which Sister Song?" Qin Jin was momentarily taken aback, and ultimately shook his head in confusion.

Saint? Qin Guantian hurriedly chased out of the courtyard and saw the figure of Huan Changge swiftly moving eastward, in a direction completely opposite to that taken by Quan Shina and Yuan Shiheng as they fled

Qin Guan was taken aback and looked up, only to see smoke and flames billowing everywhere, with the people in the residence already in a state of chaos

What are you doing in a daze? Hurry and chase after them! Qin Guantian stamped his foot and led his subordinates to pursue to the west

"What do you want to do?" He secretly shifted backward, his gaze drifting toward the sword hanging on the wall

He activated the Brahmanic energy to first clear the blockage of vital energy in his chest, and then circulated the energy throughout his body to repair the meridians