"It's Jin Yiwei!" One person exclaimed, looking panicked.

Lin Mang cast his gaze calmly.

There seemed to be an invisible sword energy sweeping across.

"Pfft!"

The heads of more than ten people rose into the sky.

The blood is pouring!

The gushing blood continued to flow down the stone steps.

On the top of the mountain, the alarm bell suddenly sounded!

The bell was rung, and there seemed to be thousands of swords ringing!

When Lin Mang and his party climbed to the top of the mountain, hundreds of Sanshan Sword Sect disciples armed with long swords had gathered on the huge square in front of them.

In front of the crowd, there were six old men with old faces, the first of whom was even more white-haired and skinny.

Lin Mang held the knife and chuckled: "It seems that you are all well prepared."

"Lin was a little flattered by such a grand welcome ceremony."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man standing in front took a step forward, bowed slightly, and said: "The old elder of the Sanshan Sword Sect, Song Shenghai, has met Lord Lin."

Lin Mang nodded slightly and said with a smile: "It seems that I was really prepared."

Song Shenghai cupped his hands and said: "Master Lin, our Sanshan Sword Sect has no intention of becoming an enemy of Master Lin, so why should Master Lin bother to force us to do so?"

"We hope to be a self-proclaimed sect from now on and never interfere in the secular world."

The smile on Lin Mang's face gradually faded, and he said coldly: "You have no intention of being an enemy? Do you really know nothing about what Song Wushang did?"

Song Shenghai was speechless for a moment.

As the great elder of the Sanshan Sword Sect, how could he not know such an important thing?

It's not that they haven't thought about leaving, but the foundation of the Sanshan Sword Sect is here, and the entire Huguang is filled with imperial troops and imperial guards, so they can't escape at all.

"Or do you really think that I can't find out about your Sanshan Sword Sect's collusion with the rebels?"

"On the surface, you are on the side of the imperial court, but you have been assisting Li Wengui since the beginning of the rebellion. Do you really think that all this can be done seamlessly?"

"If this is the case, then you are too underestimated the Jin Yiwei."

Great loyalty is like great traitor, great kindness is like great evil!

The reason why we didn't take action in the past was because Li Wengui had just died and there was an urgent need to put down the chaos in Huguang, and we had no other resources.

Lin Mang chuckled and said calmly: "Actually, it doesn't matter whether you know or not."

"I need a scapegoat. It's your fault that the Sanshan Sword Sect is unlucky."

Song Shenghai sighed softly, the expression on his face suddenly turned cold, and he said sternly: "If this is the case, then I have offended you today."

"Form up!"

Song Shenghai shouted loudly, and many disciples behind him drew their swords.

There seemed to be swords clanging and roaring above the entire square.

A long sword flew into the air under the pull of true energy.

Song Shenghai formed a seal with one hand, and the long sword behind him trembled crazily.

There was a hint of madness in his old face, and he shouted violently: "Sword - up!"

Behind him, the five elders drew their swords together.

The majestic sword energy roars!

A flying sword rose into the air, forming a mad dragon of sword energy.

Lin Mang asked in surprise: "The moves of the Bashan Sword Sect?"

Song Shenghai said coldly: "Mr. Lin, I'm offended."

In an instant, the sword-qi mad dragon roared down, carrying a fierce sword power.

A stegosaurus that was dozens of feet long came roaring, and the air seemed to be torn apart.

Lin Mangxian glanced at him.

"ax!"

Suddenly there was a sound of a knife.

This sound of the sword almost covered up the roar of the sword energy, and the majestic sword energy exuded endless power.

In an instant, the surrounding area was enveloped by the overbearing sword intent.

The vitality of heaven and earth is drawn by the sword energy.

The sword slashed out with extreme speed.

A bright cross sword light bloomed instantly.

"boom!"

The sword energy dragon was broken open by this sword, and countless long swords were broken into pieces one after another.

"puff!"

"puff!"

Disciples of the Sanshan Sword Sect vomited blood one after another, were traumatized, and even worse, their muscles were shattered by the sword energy on the spot.

"Grandmaster!"

Song Shenghai was shocked and angry. The hand holding the sword was bleeding and his arms were shaking slightly.

But soon, he rejected this idea.

This is definitely not the Grandmaster. If it was really the Grandmaster who took action, he would not survive at all.

Looking at the figure sheathing the knife, he felt a sense of loneliness and helplessness in his heart.

The gap is too big.

With just one strike, the sword formation of their Sanshan Sword Sect was chopped into pieces.

He felt remorseful!

If the three sword-suppressing divine swords were all there, why would they be like this?

Song Shenghai coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his whole body seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant.

Looking at the disciples behind him, he felt a trace of sadness in his heart.

One wrong step, one wrong step.

Lin Mang looked at Song Shenghai with an indifferent expression and said calmly: "Commit yourself!"

"I can wait for you to find a whole corpse!"

"Haha!" Song Shenghai laughed loudly, suddenly drew his sword and attacked, shouting: "I refuse to accept it!"

Lin Mang suddenly stepped out, his figure flashing past like a ghost.

Song Shenghai's figure stopped in mid-air, as if frozen.

The next moment, his body was chopped open and divided into two.

"Elder!"

Countless members of the Three Mountain Sword Sect roared and raised their swords angrily to kill.

Lin Mang said calmly: "Destroy the whole family!"

"yes!"

A roar like a mountain roar and a tsunami came from behind.

In an instant, Lin Mang rushed into the sword formation.

Behind him, countless imperial guards drew their swords and charged forward.

Blood continued to flow along the stone steps, dyeing the stone steps red...

…

Two days later,

Lin Mang and his party quietly returned to Jingzhou City.

As soon as I returned to Qianhufu, I saw a person standing in the courtyard.

"General Luo!" Lin Mang smiled and cupped his hands.

Luo Shangzhi looked around, with a complicated look on his face, and whispered: "Brother Lin, are you really..."

Lin Mang nodded slightly with a calm expression, interrupting his next words.
To be continued...