: The Gun Immortal Blocks the Way! Why Has the Snow Moon Sword Immortal Gone Mad Today?

Snow-moon city gate, below the Ascending Heaven Pavilion.

The once bustling official road leading into the city is now eerily silent.

The moment that terrifying aura descended, the martial arts practitioners, merchants, and commoners who were queuing to enter the city felt as if an invisible hand had gripped their throats, and they dared not even breathe.

Dark clouds loomed overhead, like spilled ink, shrouding the entire city in darkness.

Immediately afterwards, heavy snow began to fall without warning.

This is no ordinary snow.

Each snowflake was as sharp as a knife, and when it landed on the bluestone slab, it produced a clanging sound like metal striking metal, as if what was falling was not snow, but countless tiny sword energies!

"What... what's going on?"

Tang Lian, the eldest disciple of Snow Moon City responsible for guarding the city, was as pale as paper.

He subconsciously tried to circulate his internal energy to resist the cold, but found that the true energy in his body seemed to be frozen, and its circulation was sluggish.

What terrified him even more was that the hidden weapon, the fingertip blade, which he had concealed at his fingertips, was now trembling wildly, emitting a teeth-grinding buzzing sound.

It wasn't just him.

Sikong Qianluo, dressed in red and holding a silver moon spear, was also filled with shock.

The spear in her hand seemed to have encountered some natural enemy; the spear shaft trembled violently. If she didn't hold it tightly with both hands, it would probably fly out of her hands and kneel in some direction in the next second!

"A myriad of swords resounding... This is the might of a sword immortal!"

Tang Lian took a deep breath, staring at the hazy end of the street in the distance, her voice trembling: "This murderous aura... could it be that Ye Dingzhi, the leader of the Demonic Sect, has been resurrected? Or has the patriarch of the Dark River Sect personally arrived?"

"Whoever dares to cause trouble in Snowmoon City, they'll have to face the gun in my hand first!"

Although Sikong Qianluo was afraid, she was, after all, the daughter of the Gun Immortal, and like father, like daughter.

She let out a sharp cry, forcibly suppressing the fear in her heart, and held her spear horizontally, blocking the center of the city gate.

Just then, a black figure leaped down from the Ascension Pavilion and landed steadily in front of the two.

Dressed in a black robe, holding a long spear, his face was refined yet imposing.

It was none other than Sikong Changfeng, the Third Lord of Snow Moon City and the Spear Immortal!

However, at this moment, the "head housekeeper," who was usually shrewd and always had a smile on his face, had an unprecedentedly solemn expression.

"Qianluo, Tang Lian, step back."

Sikong Changfeng said in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on the front, "This aura... is not from an external enemy."

"Not an external enemy?"

Sikong Qianluo was taken aback. "Father, then this killing intent..."

Sikong Changfeng's lips twitched bitterly: "It's your Second Venerable One. But I've never seen her so angry before. This isn't sword practice; it's clearly an attempt to massacre the city!"

Before he could finish speaking...

A figure slowly emerged from the depths of the gray, snowy landscape ahead.

The person walked very slowly.

But with each step taken, a thick layer of black ice instantly formed on the surrounding ground, and the tiles on the buildings on both sides shattered and turned into powder that drifted away in the wind.

He wore a gray robe and had the iconic Asura demon mask on his face.

The sword he held in his hand exuded a chilling aura that inspired despair—it was ranked third on the World's Famous Swords Ranking, Iron Horse and Ice River!

Snow Moon Sword Immortal, Li Hanyi!

Today's Li Hanyi is completely different from the aloof and arrogant sword immortal of the past.

A violent gray aura swirled around her, a sign that her sword intent was out of control and she was on the verge of going berserk!

Even through the mask, Sikong Changfeng could feel the fury burning in those blood-red eyes, a fury powerful enough to incinerate the heavens!

"Junior Sister!"

Sikong Changfeng felt a chill run down his spine, but he steeled himself and stepped forward, his black gold spear trembling as he tried to block her path.

"What's wrong with you? Did something go wrong during your training? Stop right now! This is a busy area with lots of people. If you strike with that sword, half of Snowmoon City will be destroyed!"

however.

The only response he received was a chilling, low growl.

"roll!"

Li Hanyi didn't stop walking, and didn't even glance at Sikong Changfeng.

She had only one thought in her mind, only one name. The grievances and anger that had been suppressed for three years erupted completely the moment she sensed that person's presence.

"Junior sister! Calm down! I'm your senior brother!"

Sikong Changfeng grew anxious, his spear flashing like a dragon, transforming into a black barrier, attempting to forcibly stop Li Hanyi.

"Those who stand in my way...die!!"

Li Hanyi suddenly looked up and swung out the Iron Horse Ice River sword in her hand.

Boom!

The world seemed to have lost all color, leaving only this single, chilling sword light.

It was pure, icy sword intent, mixed with an endless outpouring of emotions.

The shield of spear energy that Sikong Changfeng had set up was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of this sword light, and was instantly torn to shreds!

"Holy crap! Are you serious?!"

Sikong Changfeng let out a strange cry, not daring to take the berserk sword head-on. He forcibly twisted his body in mid-air and rolled to the side in a very disheveled state.

Even so, the overflowing sword energy still struck the hem of his robe, instantly freezing the hem of that priceless brocade robe into ice shards, and then shattering it into dust.

"boom--!!!"

The sword energy slashed across the earth.

With a deafening roar that shook the earth, a terrifying ravine, hundreds of feet long and bottomless, instantly appeared on the main road of Snowmoon City!

On both sides of the gully, the soil was churned up, and the cut was as smooth as a mirror, caused by the instantaneous freezing of the extremely low temperature.

This sword strike almost cleaved the outer city in two!

If Li Hanyi hadn't retained a sliver of reason and avoided the houses on both sides, the aftershocks of that sword alone would have been enough to cause thousands of casualties!

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

Sikong Qianluo and Tang Lian, who were just thinking about "upholding the dignity of Snow Moon City," have now turned into two statues, their mouths agape enough to fit two eggs.

Is this... the power of a sword immortal's wrath?

This is simply a natural disaster!

Amidst the dust beside the ruins, Sikong Changfeng, covered in soot, got up.

He didn't even bother to brush the dirt off his clothes. Looking at the shocking ditch, his heart was bleeding: How much money would it cost to repair this!

But what shocked him even more was Li Hanyi's condition.

"Hanyi! What's wrong with you? Who upset you? Even if the Demonic Sect invaded, it doesn't warrant such a fuss, does it?"

Sikong Changfeng broke down and screamed.

In the wind and snow, Li Hanyi finally stopped.

She slowly turned her head, and the hideous Asura mask suddenly made a crisp "crack" sound, unable to withstand the surging sword intent within her body, and directly split open from the middle and slid to the ground.

She revealed a stunningly beautiful face, yet it was streaked with tears and her eyes were red-rimmed.

She bit her lip, staring intently ahead, her voice hoarse, tinged with a heartbreaking sob, echoing throughout the city:

"Don't stop me! I'm going to kill a heartless man!!"

This shout, imbued with profound inner strength, instantly resounded for miles around.

"Huh?"

Sikong Changfeng was stunned.

Tang Lian, who was preparing to fight to the death, was stunned.

Sikong Qianluo, who had just picked up the gun, was also stunned.

Even the onlookers, who were trembling in the distance, were collectively petrified.

What is that?

A heartless man?

The dignified Snow Moon Sword Immortal, the aloof goddess known as "one sword can cut water but the water still flows," was actually taken advantage of and then abandoned?

And judging from this situation, it seems like they've been abandoned quite badly.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Sikong Qianlu shook her head frantically, her worldview shattered. "A figure like the Second Venerable Master, who would dare to betray her? Who would be willing to betray her? Is that man blind?"

Sikong Changfeng was also completely bewildered, frantically searching his mind for talented young men in the martial arts world.

Zhao Yuzhen?

Wait a minute, that Taoist priest is still a recluse on Mount Qingcheng, he's never even left the mountain gate.

Thunder?

Even less likely, that was just a one-sided love affair as a backup plan.

Who is that?

Who on earth has the audacity to toy with the Snow Moon Sword Immortal's feelings and then run away afterward?!

This is simply the greatest warrior in the martial arts world!

"That... winter clothes."

Sikong Changfeng swallowed hard and asked cautiously, "Although I sympathize with you, could you please tell me first, where is that heartless man...?"

Li Hanyi did not answer.

She simply raised the Iron Horse Ice River sword in her hand, its tip pointing towards an inconspicuous corner of the city.

That's the direction of Evergreen Tavern.

The next moment, she flashed and transformed into a gray streak of light, rushing out once again amidst the swirling snow and wind!

"Get out here and face your death!!!"

……

Meanwhile, inside the Evergreen Tavern.

The cataclysmic events outside did not disturb the peace here, but the penetrating, chilling killing intent made the air here almost freeze.

The wine jars on the table had frozen and cracked.

As a master of the Divine Realm, Baili Dongjun naturally heard clearly the sound of the sword cleaving the city gate, and also heard Li Hanyi's mournful roar—"I'm going to kill that heartless man!"

His expression became incredibly interesting.

First came shock, then bewilderment, and finally, an extremely strange and eerie expression.

He glanced at the overwhelming sword energy rapidly approaching from outside the door, then turned to look at Su Changqing, who was lying in a rocking chair, rubbing his temples with a helpless expression.

A clear thread connected in his mind.

Three years ago, Li Hanyi suddenly disappeared for a period of time. After returning, her personality changed drastically, and she went into seclusion.

Three years ago, Su Changqing appeared in Snow Moon City, opened a small tavern, and spent his days in a daze.

Su Changqing just said that he owed a debt of love from three years ago...

And considering Li Hanyi's current momentum, heading straight for this place...

Case solved!

there is only one truth!

Li Hanyi's sword energy locked onto the direction of Changqing Tavern.

Baili Dongjun looked at Su Changqing, who was still on the recliner, and swallowed hard. "Brother Su, it seems she... came for you? You started something and then abandoned it?"