The Story of the Swordsman

Snow Cloud

Yun Qianxue stood quietly watching the disciples and elders storm Huo Han and the others while watching Huo Yan.

"I didn't think you could still fight back. This should be a long-lost ancient formation, right?" Asked Huo Yan.

Yun Qianxue turned her gaze to Huo Yan, but she did not give him an answer.

"Our ancestor! Please help me!" Huo Han shouted as he desperately held on.

"Dead!" A snow-white-robed young girl shouted coldly as she swung her sword at Ji Muchen with all her might.

Ji Muchhen's eyes were filled with killing intent. He released his sword intent and charged towards the young girl's heart mercilessly.

As his sword was about to pierce the opponent, a powerful arrow shot towards him, forcing him to pull his sword back and try to block it, but he was not fast enough.

Ji Muchhen's body was thrown and some of her bones were shattered due to the powerful impact.

"Master Sect!" Several Elders of the Sword Sect rushed over to Ji Muchhen. Unfortunately, their heads were instantly shattered due to Yun Qingrou's arrow.

"Ughhh!" Ji Muchen coughed up blood and struggled to stand up. Fear appeared in his heart for the first time. He had experienced life and death situations several times in the past. Her heart never felt fear because she was always confident, but this time, this was the first time in her life she truly felt helpless.

Ji Muchhen looked up at the sky and shouted furiously, "What are you doing, Qi Qianxing !? Wait especially!?" However, he did not hear any response, causing him to despair.

Yun Qianxue's eyes turned sharp, and her Spiritual Indra spread into the sky, looking for traces of Qi Qianxing, but she was unable to find them.

"You don't have to waste your energy looking for it. He's not coming." Huo Yan suddenly said. His words caught Yun Qianxue's attention. He said further, "If my guess is correct, he should be busy digging for the Fire Spirit Stone in my sect right now."

Yun Qianxue was surprised by Huo Yan's statement, and she quickly understood the situation. Qi Qianxing might have betrayed the Sacred Fire Sect and the Sword Sect.

"Gee!" As they spoke, Huo Han was stabbed by a Misty Cloud Sect disciple in the stomach, causing him to scream in pain.

Huo Han sent a palm strike of fire to the attacker and forced him to retreat. He glanced and pleaded to Huo Yan, but Huo Yan was not even willing to look at him. This made him very angry and he shouted, "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be like this!"

While Huo Han was not paying attention, Yun Ruanyu appeared behind him silently and used a sharp sword to slash his neck at lightning speed. Blood splashed into the air like a fountain along with Huo Han's head. The Sect Master of the Sacred Fire Sect had just died.

"Master Sect!" Some of the Sacred Fire Sect Elders cried out in despair when they saw Huo Han and they were killed in the next second by their opponents.

Sect Master of the Sacred Fire Sect and thirty elders. Everyone is dead!

"You're so cruel." Yun Qianxue said to Huo Yan.

"He's too weak." Huo Yan replied indifferently.

"Qi Qianxing's! I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!" Ji Muchhen shouted towards the sky as the arrow from Yun Qingrou pierced through his heart and ended the life of the Sect Master of the Sword Sect.

"You're the only one left now." Yun Qianxue unsheathed the divine sword forward and said calmly.

Huo Yan's eyes narrowed, and a long dark red staff instantly appeared in his hand along with a burning fire aura.

Yun Qianxue's expression suddenly changed, and she quickly shouted, "Everyone back off!" After which, his figure immediately shot to Huo Yan.

Yun Ruanyu sensed danger. He turned off the Heaven Suppressing Formation and used the barrier of the Sect Protection Formation to push Huo Yan out of the place, but it was too late.

The raging deep red flames spread out in all directions at an extremely high speed. Some buildings were burned to ashes.

"You can't all get away from me!" Huo Yan soared into the air with flames revolving around him. His current appearance had resembled a Fire God who could burn anything to dust.

Yun Qianxue appeared before Huo Yan and she unleashed her ice aura to the maximum as she swung the divine sword towards him.

Huo Yan smiled coldly and pointed his staff at the divine sword that came without fear.

Desing!

Their weapons collided with each other, but none of them retreated. Yun Qianxue was surprised when she saw the staff was fine. Previously, divine weapons could destroy any weapon without any problems.

Booms!

Yun Qianxue was shocked by the collision and fell to the ground violently.

"Master Sect!" A few disciples on the scene shouted anxiously and rushed towards Yun Qianxue.

"Back!" Yun Ruanyu stopped them as she arrived beside Yun Qianxue. Seeing Yun Qianxue's injuries, Yun Ruanyu's expression became heavy.

"Unexpectedly, you also have a divine weapon." Yun Ruanyu turned to Huo Yan.

"Why do you think I'm waiting for that old woman to die?" Huo Yan replied indifferently.

When he obtained the ancient records, not only was he aware of the existence of the crown but he was also aware of the existence of the Misty Cloud Divine Sword because he himself also possessed a divine weapon, he knew it was very difficult to master it, he knew it was very difficult to master it, and his abilities were also inferior to the previous Sect Master of the Misty Cloud Sect. Therefore, he did not dare to start his plan when he was around and could only wait until he died.

Yun Ruanyu was about to say something but was cut off by Yun Qianxue, who was already standing from the ground. "Give it to me, Ruanyu."

"We can kill him together." Yun Ruanyu said.

Yun Qianxue smiled faintly. "Ruanyu. You're smarter than me. You should know the current situation. So let me do it."

"But you ..." Yun Ruanyu looked at Yun Qianxue with complicated emotions.

"This is my job." Yun Qianxue gave Yun Ruanyu a brilliant smile. "If anything happens to me, please take her away from this place and tell her to take care of herself."

Suddenly, the symbol on Yun Qianxue's forehead shone brightly. It was even brighter than before. His aura began to surge until the peak of the Ruler Realm.

"You!" Yun Ruanyu exclaimed furiously, but she was powerless to stop Yun Qianxue now that she had completely activated the Last Fog.

Huo Yan looked at Yun Qianxue in astonishment and he felt that something was amiss. Why had he never heard of this forbidden art before?

Actually, it was not Huo Yan's fault for not knowing this. The Last Mist was actually discovered by Yun Ruanyu a few years ago by combining the art left behind by the founder of the Misty Cloud Sect. It was for this reason that the previous Sect Master had chosen him as his successor.

However, Yun Ruanyu humbly rejected the position, because she knew that her strength focused on knowledge and understanding. Although his music magic was powerful, his overall battle prowess was inferior to that of Yun Qianxue and Yun Meilan. Hence, he chose the position of First Hall Master instead.

"You still got some tricks, huh?" Huo Yan's expression returned to normal. He was sure Yun Qianxue couldn't stay in that state for too long. As long as he could survive, he would be able to win this.

Yun Qianxue did not say anything and soared into the air. When he pointed the divine sword at the sky, the clouds immediately swirled and snow fell after him.

Screech—

A loud phoenix cry echoed throughout the place and the deep blue light on the divine sword continued to shine brighter. At this moment, Yun Qianxue's black hair slowly turned completely white.

In order to use the Misty Cloud Divine Sword to its fullest, users had to sacrifice their life force to cover up the lack of strength.

Yun Qianxue wanted to kill Huo Yan in one strike. He did not hesitate to let the divine sword absorb as much of his life force as he wanted.

Huo Yan felt pressure when he saw the divine sword in his hand, his mind immediately told him to flee.

The moment Huo Yan decided to escape, he felt a strong killing intent coming from Yun Qianxue.

"Dead!" Yun Qianxue's voice echoed in the sky, and the divine sword in his hand slowly descended onto Huo Yan with great force.

"No..." Huo Yan shouted in horror and his body slowly turned into an ice sculpture after the sword energy touched him. The ice sculpture cracked and exploded into countless ice particles a moment later, leaving behind a divine staff that fell to the ground.

Yun Qianxue felt her strength gradually dissipate, the symbol on her forehead slowly dimming along with the light on the divine sword.

"Qianxue!" Yun Ruanyu flew into the air, preparing to capture Yun Qianxue.

However, just as he was about to reach Yun Qianxue, suddenly, a powerful wind spear appeared and attacked Yun Qianxue with lightning speed.

Yun Ruanyu spontaneously threw the Guqin in her hand into the wind spear, but it could not be stopped as the wind spear shattered her Guqin and pierced Yun Qianxue's stomach.