Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) holds a long sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword slightly pointing to the ground, but his fierce aura leaves no doubt that he can unleash an amazing attack in an instant if necessary.

The temperature around seemed to gradually drop because of his presence. In the silent night sky, there were only the breathing sounds of both sides and the occasional calls of night birds in the distance. Although the three men in black robes had the advantage in numbers, they couldn't help but feel a little pressure in the face of Xu Xingchen's (Li Qingmo) almost overwhelming momentum.

"superior!!"

The black-robed man standing in the middle spoke in a cold voice. His voice was like the chilly wind in winter, biting and indifferent. These two short words were an order, and also contained determination and decisiveness.

As soon as he finished speaking, the black-robed men on the left and right quickly moved. Their figures were as erratic as ghosts. The black-robed man on the left held the tip of his sword slightly drooping, and his body leaned forward like a tiger ready to pounce on its prey at any time.

The man in black robe on the right raised the tip of his sword slightly and walked lightly, like a cat walking at night. His steps were treacherous and unpredictable. The two of them cooperated perfectly, which was obviously the result of countless actual combat training.

They attacked from the left and the right, dividing and joining forces, trying to attack Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) from two different angles, forming a pincer attack. The black-robed man on the left used straightforward swordsmanship, and each of his swords cut through the wind and waves, trying to defeat cleverness with force.

The black-robed man on the right was as erratic as a shadow, with the tip of his sword sometimes stabbing at the parts of Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) that needed to be saved, and sometimes, feigning an attack on the empty parts, trying to distract Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo)'s attention and create a flaw.

The coordination between them was like a silent symphony, smooth and murderous. Every step was carefully calculated, aiming to force Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) into a desperate situation.

However, Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) is not an easy person to deal with. There is a calm light in his eyes and his heart is as calm as still water. Facing the impending attack, he has already prepared a plan to deal with it.

Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo)'s whole body swayed slightly, as if swaying in the wind, yet remained stable.

The long sword in his hand gently rotated, and the tip of the sword drew precise arcs, as if drawing a defensive map in mid-air. The internal force surged in his body like a tide, and with his breathing and heartbeat, it surged to his limbs and bones in waves, making every swing of his sword full of power and speed.

Just as the attacks of the two black-robed men on the left and right were about to arrive, Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) suddenly took a step forward, and one step turned into ten steps, seemingly slow but actually fast, as if he was strolling in the garden, but also like a dragon flying through the clouds.

His movements may seem simple, but they contain profound martial arts principles. They are a subtle step from the Qingxing Dao Gong, which cleverly uses angles and timing to perfectly avoid attacks from both sides.

The two men in black robes on the left and right could barely touch the corner of Xu Xingchen's (Li Qingmo) clothes with their swords. A hint of surprise flashed in their eyes. They obviously did not expect that Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) could dodge so calmly at such a critical moment.

"Shoot-"

A slight sound broke the silence of the night. The long sword in Xu Xingchen's (Li Qingmo) hand was like a flash of lightning, dancing in the air with a deadly silver light, and the tip of the sword brushed across the chest of the black-robed man on the left.

The air was filled with the whistling sound of swords, as if the cold wind in winter had cut through the warm current, foreshadowing the ruthless touch of death.

"Pfft-"

Where the sharp sword passed, a long cut was made on the clothes of the black-robed man on the left, like the mark left by the claws of a wolf. Bright red blood gushed out almost instantly and spilled on the ground, like a blooming red spider lily, gorgeous and tragic.

The black-robed man on the left shook his whole body, his eyes full of disbelief. His fingers trembled as he tried to cover the wound, but he found that the blood was gushing out like a spring and could not be stopped.

At the same time, Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) gently turned the hilt of the sword, as if causing an invisible whirlwind. The rotating force made the sharp sword body like a fallen leaf in the wind, and it instantly slashed towards the neck of the black-robed man on the right.

This move was so fast that it was almost difficult to capture its trajectory. It was as deafening as thunder and accurately slashed at the vital point of the black-robed man on the right.

"Pfft-"

A chilling sound was heard, it was the muffled sound of flesh being cut by a sharp sword, bright red blood gushed out like a fountain, staining the surrounding walls with a tragic color.

The black-robed man on the right didn't even have time to react. He could only watch as the shadow of death covered him. He tried to raise his hand to block, but the movement of his arm seemed to become abnormally slow, and in the end it just drew a weak arc in the air in vain.

A deep sword mark appeared on his throat, and blood flowed along the edge of the mark, warm and sticky. The black-robed man on the right had an expression of disbelief on his face, as if he was unwilling to accept this sudden ending.

His whole body was shaking, his lips slightly parted as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he could only let out a low, hoarse gasp. As his blood drained away, his strength also dissipated. His legs went limp, and his body fell to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut, stirring up a cloud of dust.

At this moment, the black-robed man in the middle was also shocked. He did not expect that the [divide and conquer] tactics of the two people on his side would be broken by Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) so quickly.

Not only was it easily broken, but the two black-robed men on his side were also killed. The black-robed man in the middle had his pupils constricted as he witnessed an unbelievable scene in front of him. He thought that the plan was perfect, but it turned out to be so fragile in front of Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo).

The two men in black robes were both elites in the guild. They attacked from the left and right sides and cooperated well with each other. They were able to divert the attention of any powerful enemy.

But the result was unexpected. Not only was his plan broken by Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo), but the two black-robed men on his side were also killed. The black-robed man in the middle originally wanted to separate the two black-robed men on his side to delay Xu Xingchen's (Li Qingmo) attention, and then give him a fatal blow at the critical moment.

However, the timing was not right yet. The two men in black robes on his side were killed by Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo). It all happened so quickly that he was unable to fully react.

However, there was no time for the black-robed man in the middle to think. He suddenly launched an attack, and the sword in his hand cut through the air like lightning, rushing towards Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) with a fierce momentum.

His whole body was as fast as a ghost, almost difficult to catch, his black robe fluttering in the wind, as if the god of death was waving his scythe in the night sky, and every time the sword flashed.

"Zhengzhengzheng——"

They were all accompanied by black sword energy that rushed towards Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) from the side. Those sword energy drew strange light bands in the air, trying to trap Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) in an invisible cage.

This sudden attack made the surrounding air seem to freeze. The black-robed man's swordsmanship was not only fast but also extremely brutal. Each sword contained the power to destroy everything, forcing Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) to take it seriously.

Xu Xingchen's (Li Qingmo) eyes flashed, and before he could react, he used the [God-like Movement] light skill, and used his footwork like drifting clouds and smoke, sometimes dodging left and right, sometimes teleporting several feet, skillfully avoiding the sword attack from the black-robed man in the middle.

Every time he dodged was extremely dangerous. The sword energy brushed past him, taking away a little bit of the fluttering clothes, but failed to touch Xu Xingchen at all. The man in black robe saw that all his sword energy had missed the target, and he couldn't help feeling surprised.

He didn't expect that this young man Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) had such advanced Qinggong skills that he could handle his deadly sword energy with ease. However, something even more surprising happened.

After dodging several times in a row, Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) seemed to have figured out his sword movement and began to counterattack quickly. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes and his heart was as calm as ice. Every time he dodged, he carefully observed the rhythm of the black-robed man's swordsmanship and the distribution of his strength.

At this time, Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) could already foresee the opponent's next attack trajectory. Although the black-robed man's attack was fierce, he could not escape Xu Xingchen's (Li Qingmo) keen insight.