: Sword Breaks Through Wolf Encirclement, Cursed Qi Surges

In the dense forest, the mournful howl of the red-eyed wolf pierced the gloom and echoed repeatedly in the dim woods.

Xiao Yunsheng moved with lightning speed, darting through the twisted and intertwined branches of the ancient trees, the wind whistling past his ears.

"roar--!"

A dozen or so red-eyed demon wolves, each twice the size of the Black Rock Fang, were frantically attacking the three figures.

The girl in the center, dressed in the yellow robes of the Tianque Sect disciple, twirled her long sword in her hand, her forehead covered in cold sweat. Her left arm had been torn open by wolf claws, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound, and blood soaked through her clothes—she was Shen Lingxi, the granddaughter of Shen Qingzhu, the master of Liuyun Sword Pavilion.

Two disciples dressed in red stood in front of her. Their breathing was unsteady, their robes were stained with blood, and their longswords were full of nicks, indicating that they had been fighting for a long time.

These two were originally guards secretly arranged by Shen Qingzhu to stand beside Shen Lingxi. Their names were Qin Feng and Li Yan, both elite disciples of the Qingyun Sword Pavilion.

Behind Shen Lingxi, five or six disciples in yellow robes lay on the ground groaning in pain, their weapons scattered, having long since lost their fighting ability.

Strangely, at this moment, a thin black Gu thread, as fine as a hair, was wrapped around the brow of each red-eyed demon wolf. It was constantly wriggling like a living thing, stimulating the ferocity of the demon wolves, making them feel no pain and fight to the death!

Clearly, this is a pack of demonic wolves under a spell!

"Senior Brother Qin Feng, hold on a little longer, we'll definitely break through!" Shen Lingxi gritted her teeth, swung her sword to repel a charging demonic wolf, and forced herself to remain calm.

Qin Feng, panting heavily, his arm numb and his tiger's mouth cracked from the effort, barely managed to slay a demonic wolf with his sword. He said in a deep voice, "Junior Sister, don't worry, even if Li Yan and I risk our lives, we will never let you get hurt!"

While fighting, Li Yan said urgently, "Junior sister, if this continues, we'll all be worn down here. Why don't we cover your breakout?"

"No! We'll go together!" Shen Lingxi refused outright. She was by no means a coward, nor would she stand by and watch her senior brother die for her.

Just then, a cold glint suddenly shot out from the shadows of the dense forest, aiming straight for the throat of a demonic wolf on the far right that was lunging at Shen Lingxi's back!

It was Xiao Yunsheng who made the move!

The Flowing Cloud Sword in his hand was precise and ruthless in every move, and he brought out the three core moves of the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique to their fullest extent.

With a single move, "Flowing Clouds Break the Formation," the sword pierced the wolf's throat cleanly and swiftly!

"Pfft—!"

The massive body crashed heavily to the ground, its limbs twitching for a moment before it stopped breathing, and the black Gu line between its brows turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated.

This sudden turn of events left everyone present stunned.

Shen Lingxi was filled with shock and confusion—this was a disciple in blue robes from the sect!

Her identity was special, and she usually only interacted with the direct descendants of the red-robed faction, so it was impossible for her to notice an inconspicuous person from the blue-robed faction!

Qin Feng and Li Yan also stopped fighting, their gazes falling on Xiao Yunsheng, their eyes filled with disbelief.

They were elite red-robed disciples of the Flowing Cloud Sword Pavilion, and their initial level of the "Flowing Cloud Three Styles" was only mediocre!

But this disciple in blue robes has actually mastered this beginner-level sword technique to such a high level!

In the shadows deep within the dense forest, several figures stood silently—one dressed in the robes of a Heavenly Palace Sect elder, his aura concealed, as if he were air.

The other two were Zhou Kun and Lin Yue, sent by Zhao Jinghong. Upon seeing his formidable strength, their expressions instantly turned serious.

The remaining Crimson-Eyed Demon Wolves were enraged and turned around in unison, howling as they pounced on Xiao Yunsheng!

"Be careful! These demonic wolves have been poisoned!" Shen Lingxi quickly warned.

Xiao Yunsheng did not respond, and moved again.

The "Three Forms of Flowing Clouds" are used alternately, each move is fierce and each strike is deadly!

This is the most authentic and unadorned Flowing Cloud Sword Technique!

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

The screams continued incessantly. In less than half an incense stick's time, most of the originally ferocious red-eyed demon wolves had fallen, and the remaining few finally showed fear and retreated one after another.

Qin Feng and Li Yan stood there, dumbfounded, their hands trembling slightly as they held their swords.

Shen Lingxi also lowered her guard, and her gaze toward Xiao Yunsheng held a mixture of admiration and curiosity—who exactly was this mysterious disciple in blue?

Just then, two figures in red slowly emerged from the shadows of the dense forest; they were Zhou Kun and Lin Yue.

The two men's faces alternated between pale and flushed, astonished by Xiao Yunsheng's strength and wary of Qin Feng and Li Yan beside Shen Lingxi. Yet, they forced themselves to remain calm, stroking their swords and laughing, "Junior Brother Xiao is indeed a man of hidden talent!"

Zhou Kun's gaze swept over Xiao Yunsheng, his tone tinged with malice, yet he deliberately tried to ingratiate himself with Shen Lingxi: "Junior Sister Shen, Senior Brother Zhao Jinghong ordered the two of us to come and meet you."

Lin Yue, however, kept his eyes fixed on Xiao Yunsheng, his killing intent undisguised: "Junior Brother Xiao, come back with us too, so that Senior Brother Zhao can reward you."

While praising him, the two men secretly placed their hands on their sword hilts—they were ordered by Zhao Jinghong to keep Xiao Yunsheng, this arrogant and ignorant pawn in blue robes, forever in the dense forests of Yanyu Mountain.

Xiao Yunsheng looked at the two men's hypocritical behavior, a mocking smile curling at the corner of his lips. He didn't reply, but simply held his sword across his chest, staring at them with icy eyes.

He knew that the two men's purpose was never to help Shen Lingxi, but to kill him.

"Junior Brother Xiao, why don't you speak?" Zhou Kun's tone grew colder as he saw Xiao Yun Sheng remain unmoved. "Do you really think that with your meager skills, you can do whatever you want in Yan Yu Mountain?"

"It is you who have been doing whatever you want." Xiao Yunsheng's tone was calm, but it carried a sharp aura. "You have been following me all the way, waiting for me and the demon wolf to be exhausted so you could silence me. I heard everything you said to Senior Brother Zhao."

Upon hearing this, Shen Lingxi and the others all frowned and looked at Zhou Kun and the other person!

The two men's expressions changed, and they shouted angrily, "Xiao Yunsheng! Stop talking nonsense! We are the direct descendants of the Red Robe Clan, how dare you, a mere outcast in Green Robe, slander us?"

"Slander?" Xiao Yunsheng sneered. "You are the true scum of the sect, aiding and abetting evil, harming your fellow disciples, and treating the lives of the disciples in green robes like dirt! Today, I will cleanse the Heavenly Palace Sect of its corruption!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yunsheng suddenly darted out and charged towards the two red-robed disciples!

The sword light was as cold as a blade, aimed straight at their vital points!

Zhou Kun and Lin Yue were both shocked and furious when they saw this. They did not expect Xiao Yunsheng to take the initiative to attack. They immediately swung their swords to meet him, and the three sword lights collided in the dense forest in an instant!

clang!clang!clang!

The clanging of metal was deafening, and sparks flew everywhere.

Zhou Kun and his companion were direct descendants of the Qingyun Sword Pavilion, and they were using the sect's high-level sword technique, Cloud Shadow Technique. Their sword technique was grand and majestic, but after a few rounds, they were constantly restrained by Xiao Yunsheng's low-level sword technique!

After only a few moves, the two were forced to retreat repeatedly, their arms went numb, their tiger's mouths were cracked, and they had several wounds on their bodies, looking utterly disheveled.

Qin Feng and Li Yan stood aside, offering no assistance, merely observing coldly—they could see that Xiao Yunsheng was incredibly powerful, and Zhou Kun and Lin Yue were no match for him!

Moreover, Zhou Kun and the other man's tone showed no genuine respect for Shen Lingxi.

Shen Lingxi frowned as she watched the fierce battle unfold, her curiosity about the identity of the disciple in blue robes growing, and her confusion as to why Zhao Jinghong would send someone to kill him.

Just as the fierce battle was raging, a chilling aura of witchcraft quietly spread from the depths of the dense forest.

A blurry black shadow hid behind an ancient tree, its green eyes fixed on Xiao Yunsheng in the arena, a strange smile curling at the corner of its mouth.

"Such a rich aura of Burning Fortune Curse Power..." the shadowy figure murmured, a hint of greed and excitement in his voice. "Finally, another kid with Burning Fortune Curse Power has appeared. Heaven is truly helping me!"

He could clearly sense that Xiao Yunsheng was radiating the same Burning Fortune Curse Power as that of the green-robed disciple from back then, making him the best offering for refining the curse seal.

The shadowy figure silently raised his hand, a strand of black Gu thread at his fingertip, like a venomous snake, silently coiled towards Xiao Yunsheng's back, concealing a deadly intent.

Deep in the dense forest, the Heavenly Palace Sect elder who had been observing coldly suddenly narrowed his eyes and flicked his fingertips. The black Gu thread that was about to wrap around Xiao Yunsheng's back vanished instantly.

In that instant, Xiao Yunsheng's Flowing Cloud Sword pierced straight through Zhou Kun's heart!