Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 544 - 457 Great Mingyue River + - 458 Hanyang Bleeding_4

Chapter 544: Chapter 457 Great Mingyue River + Chapter 458 Hanyang Bleeding_4

’All it is is a war of attrition, who’s afraid of who?’

Zhou Ping’an led his horse forward, and the army charged ahead.

In front of the city, fifty thousand troops could no longer hold back this time.

It only lasted the duration of an incense stick before it collapsed.

Zhou Ping’an didn’t send troops to chase and mop up; instead, riding the wave of victory and facing the barrage of arrows from the city walls, he rode side by side with another horseman. In his hand, the tri-edged double-sided sword stirred a sky-high wave and thunderously slashed upon the city gate.

Bang!

Amid the loud noise,

the city gate shattered, and the bricks, stones, and soldiers behind it were blasted away.

Half of the watchtower collapsed.

A large gap appeared in the front.

Lin Huaiyu took the lead, and two thousand cavalry charged into it like darting fish.

The city was breached.

It was that simple.

"The city stands as long as its people stand; when the city falls, its people perish. Traitors and rebels will be executed by everyone..."

A scholar was shouting hoarsely as several distinguished-looking folks from Jianghu, with swords drawn, blocked the way ahead.

"Hmph..."

Lin Huaiyu expanded her long sword.

The hooves thundered like drums, and a ripple shimmered.

Only a few corpses were left behind; the rest scattered in disarray.

With two thousand cavalry rushing down the streets, Lin Huaiyu, like a sharp spearhead, charged straight towards the Governor’s Mansion.

The combat order she had received was to clear the remaining enemies quickly upon entering the city, first dispersing all resistance and then sealing off all vital pathways around the Governor’s Mansion.

At this moment, having a clear objective, she was ruthless in her execution.

Anyone who tried to stop her was cut down without a word.

Under her Heart-mind Clarity and the Bright Moon Martial Intent powering her Perfect Blade Technique, almost no one could hinder her advance.

’Third Miss is truly ferocious.’

Zhou Ping’an was a bit startled as he watched.

He realized that Third Miss with and without the Ghost Mask were completely different people.

Normally dignified and gentle, once she donned the mask and mounted a horse, she instantly turned into an Asura War General. Under such circumstances, unless someone was two or three realms higher than her, it was estimated that they could not stop her rampage.

Look, Guangyun’s Number One Blade finally appeared.

"Stop your hand."

Up ahead on the street, a middle-aged man in white stood with his sword at the center of the street.

The middle-aged man had neatly trimmed beard and imposing features; he looked authoritative and commanding.

Despite his age, his youthful handsomeness was still discernible.

In another situation, he would definitely make young girls scream.

Zhou Ping’an had seen his portrait and naturally recognized who he was.

He was Lin Zhongde, the Family Master of Guangyun Lin Family.

He was known as Guangyun’s Number One Blade.

Aside from Cui Guangling’s mystifyingly profound strength, the strongest combatant was this Lin Family Master.

If it weren’t for this reason, why would the Cui Family think to form a marriage alliance with the Lin Family, seeking to marry their daughter to Lin Zhengwu?

Wasn’t it to win over this man?

"I regret that I did not instruct you properly when you were young, which led you to become so wayward and rebellious. This is my fault."

Lin Zhongde drew his sword, gently stroking the blade’s back with a tender and affectionate look in his eyes as if he was caressing his beloved.

"Some things were wrong from the start. Since I started it, I should be the one to end it. Huaiyu, if you admit your wrongs now and surrender, kneeling before your mother to earnestly reflect, it isn’t too late to start over. You are still my good daughter."

"Mother? My mother has long been dead!"

Lin Huaiyu suddenly lifted her head, reached towards her ear, and tore off the ferocious mask, revealing a stunningly beautiful face, but her eyes were filled with icy coldness.

"Family Master Lin, if you are referring to Madam Wang as my mother, you needn’t bother. After I cripple your limbs and shatter your Qi sea, I will definitely pay her a visit to also lay her bones to rest outside the west mountains so that she can’t enter the Lin Family Cemetery..."

Lin Huaiyu recalled how her mother had vomited black blood the night after drinking that bowl of medicinal soup.

That bowl of soup had been sent by Madam Wang.

"Why must you do this? Since it has come to this, I won’t hesitate to show no mercy."

Lin Zhongde’s voice carried a hint of sorrow.

He seemed to be reminiscing about the past.

Unbeknownst when, an icy cold yet burning aura arose from him, his whole being transforming into a blazing sun.

This mix of icy and fiery auras converged, making the atmosphere within ten yards around him fluctuate unpredictably, disorienting the senses of anyone nearby.

It seemed as if blood rained from the sky.

"Grandmaster... Although this man has not practiced the Three Canons, focusing only on the average martial arts such as Seven Skill Freezing Sun Heart Technique and Blood Dripping Blade, he has cultivated to the realm where his Martial Intent reaches heaven. If he were to comprehend the True Kunpeng Intent Diagram, could he not aspire to True Martial?"

Gu Mingxiao, standing on the flying eaves of the seventh floor of High-rise Restaurant, couldn’t help but marvel.

"It seems that the Sect’s method of choosing disciples is really flawed."

Fang Chengdong didn’t know what to say. That day, he had encountered three disciples from his sect, none of whom were considered true inheritors of the sect.

Yet, each was more monstrous than the last.

Even a middle-aged Outer Sect disciple, who had strictly cultivated a foundational martial arts, had reached the Grandmaster Realm with his Martial Intent reaching heaven.

Although such a Grandmaster was much weaker compared to those who practiced higher laws,

he was still a Grandmaster, and Divine Will could not be faked.

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Requesting a Monthly Pass.