Chapter 54: Reversal!

  Alas!

  Just as the black-clad man was about to deliver the final blow to Qin Yun, a loud and clear whistle suddenly came from afar.

  The sound is like thunder and the wind is shocking, impacting the eardrum and making one's soul tremble with fear!

  Everyone involuntarily turned their heads in the direction of the whistling sound, and even the big man in black was no exception.

  Only in the dense forest on the north side of the mountain path, a red sword energy rushed straight into the sky, and the surrounding trees fell down one after another, making a loud rumbling sound.

  That's where Lin Dong and Guo Shanfeng had their showdown!

  "One breath to penetrate the heavy sky!" The rough and heroic voice of Guo Shanfeng rang out: "Lin Dong, I didn't expect that you could break through and step into the Pre-Heavenly stage even when you're on the verge of death. Unfortunately, it's too late now!"

  His words had just fallen when thousands of green sword auras flew up and instantly suppressed the red sword energy.

  A blue sword flashed through the air, weaving and intersecting in a hundred feet of space, transforming into a lifelike giant peng bird, stirring up the sky and pressing down with overwhelming force.

  Such a magnificent and beautiful scene, Qin Yun had never seen it before. Even in the midst of desperation, he couldn't help but be moved by it.

  "Haha, look at that! This is Eldest Brother's Qingpeng Sword!" The black-clothed big man laughed loudly: "Lin Dong is dead for sure!"

  The sword aura condensed into a solid form is called the sword phase. Gu Shan Feng, one of the Four Great Bandits of Yan Yun, is indeed worthy of his reputation. On the path of the sword, without sufficient talent and strength, it is absolutely impossible to release such an astonishing sword phase.

  Watching Guo Shanfeng display his mighty power, the black-clothed strongman did not immediately deliver a fatal blow to Qin Yun.

  He licked his lips, and a playful glint appeared in his eyes: "Kid, let you take one last look, it's worth it for you..."

  "It's you who is doomed to die!"

  A faint voice suddenly rose up, surging and swirling among the mountains, also interrupting the words of the black-clothed giant.

  His triumphant smile suddenly froze on his face, as if someone had violently choked him, and he couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.

  In the next instant, a dazzling sword aura burst forth, as if a long rainbow had pierced through the Qingpeng Sword Intent, tearing open a long and severe wound!

  Hiss!

  Far away, a Vermilion Bird with blazing flames on its wings flew up and traversed the sky, letting out an earth-shaking whistle as it swooped into the battlefield of the strong.

  Under the pincer attack, Qingpeng Sword collapsed and disintegrated in an instant!

  The situation was turned around in an instant. At the critical moment, two powerful men who could rival Guo Shanfeng appeared on Qin's side!

  What's going on?

  Those bandits who thought they had already won did not understand that the people seemed to have fallen from the peak of victory into the abyss of destruction.

  The few surviving Qin warriors let out a wildly excited shout, and their morale suddenly surged.

  "Despicable!"

  The phoenix crashes down, and the fierce flames surge up in the mountains and forests. From the sea of fire comes the angry and desperate cry of the mountain wind: "This is a trap!"

  Pitfall!

  The gangsters finally came to their senses, each one as still as a wooden chicken, and no one had expected that this time's must-win looting action was actually a trap set by Qin.

  "No..."

  A tall man in black clothes stared incredulously at the distant mountain ridge that was ablaze.

  He even forgot that Qin Yun was standing beside him.

  What a great opportunity!

  Qin Yun almost instinctively seized the moment when his opponent was distracted, and with all his might, he stabbed out the Qinghu sword in his hand towards his opponent!

  Pfft!

  The man in black didn't react at all, the sharp long sword pierced his right arm and went straight through his body.

  "Ah!"

  The sharp pain of the blade entering his body suddenly woke up the leader of the horse thieves.

  He let out a mournful howl, his eyes suddenly turned crimson, and he kicked Qin Yun's chest with a heavy kick!

  Boom!

  Qin Yun was kicked flying out, sword and all, before he could even dodge. The black-clad man's dying counterattack was ferocious; at the very least, three of his ribs were fractured.

  If all the orifices in the chest are not connected, the true energy will be circulating and protecting the body at all times. If it is hit like this, even if it doesn't die, it will definitely be seriously injured.

  Even so, Qin Yun's internal organs were also severely damaged, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

  But this is not the most deadly!

  Behind him was a precipice, and he fell out of the sky for five or six steps before leaving the mountain top, involuntarily falling into a hundred-foot deep cliff, falling towards the raging river.

  "Big brother, Hei Hu big brother!"

  The horse bandits next to them rushed up to support the black-clothed man, they hated that they couldn't tear Qin Yun into ten thousand pieces, but now they can't find an object to vent their anger.

  The big man in black shook his head, and fresh blood kept flowing out of his mouth.

  Qin Yun's Qinghua sword almost pierced through his entire body, the power contained in the sword body twisted his five organs and six entrails into a pulp, even if the Medicine God were to be reborn, he would not be able to cure him.

  "I refuse to give up!"

  He looked up at the azure sky, his originally fierce and sharp eyes gradually becoming dazed, and he swallowed his last breath in the arms of the horse thief.

  "Big Brother Black Tiger!"

  The bandits' mournful howls were like those of a wounded lone wolf, but Qin Yun, who had leapt off the cliff, could no longer hear them.

  Even in desperate situations, he never gave up his desire to survive.

  Still in mid-air, he strained every nerve to adjust his body's posture.

  Because Qin Yun knew that if he entered the water in an incorrect posture from a high place, the damage to his body would be extremely great, let alone falling from such a high place.

  As for whether I can survive, it really depends on fate.

  But as long as there is even a glimmer of hope, he will absolutely not give up!

  Boom!

  Qin Yun had just finished adjusting, and his whole body plunged into the roaring river.

  The icy river water instantly submerged him, the powerful impact of falling into the water made his eardrums vibrate and his eyes turn black, and he couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood.

  Muddy river water rushed into his nostrils, and all the strength in his body seemed to be gone, and he involuntarily sank deeper.

  It was entirely relying on the instinct of survival that Qin Yun exerted himself to kick his legs and swing his arms, allowing himself to float back up to the surface.

  He was tossed about several times and, unable to swim to shore without strength, he was carried downstream by the surging river.

  Consciousness gradually became dizzy, the body became more and more powerless, when it was almost desperate, Qin Yun's swinging left arm suddenly touched something.

  He instinctively clung tightly to the object in the water, just like a drowning person grasping at a straw.

  He then fell into a deep coma.

  ………

  On the mountain path, a dozen or so horse-drawn carriages were crowded together, and the drivers huddled under the carriage frames, shivering with fear, praying to all the gods.

  They didn't know that it was not themselves who were in a desperate situation, but rather the bandits who had come to rob them.

  Two golden and crimson sword lights crisscrossed, sweeping across the area with a speed that seemed to outrun the wind. Wherever they went, all obstructions were cleared, mercilessly cutting down thieves into two pieces. The dying cries of agony rose and fell in succession, as if it was a hell on earth.

  None of the bandits could resist, they lost their courage and fled in all directions, crying and screaming, only to be caught up and killed by the Qin soldiers or swordsmen.

  In the end, only a handful of horse thieves were lucky enough to escape into the dense forests of the mountains, and the vast majority of bandits were slaughtered, while some became prisoners.

  Once galloping in Xiguan, the name was loud and clear, known as one of the four major bandits under Yan Yun's command, the horse thieves' gang disappeared into thin air, becoming a historical term on this mountain ridge.

  Lin Dong limped back to the convoy, calling out to the terrified coachmen to reorganize the team.

  His right leg was seriously injured and almost broke off.

  If it weren't for the crisis that triggered the potential to break through the bottleneck, and stepped into the innate realm, I'm afraid that by now, one would have already become a corpse.

  The long-cherished wish has finally come true, and the status in the Qin family will inevitably be greatly improved, but at this moment, Lin Dong does not have any joy.

  Because all around the chariots on the ground and on the slopes of the hills to either side were the corpses of Qin's warriors and sons, every single one of whom he could call by name.

  Although he had long been accustomed to life and death, his heart was still filled with sorrow.

  At that moment when he was lost in thought, two scarlet and golden sword lights flashed down from the mountain ridge, arriving right before Lin Dong in an instant.

  Just as they were about to collide, the sword aura suddenly dispersed, and two figures appeared.

  Two men, one a middle-aged man in a white shirt and the other an old man with a red face.

  Controlling the sword with one's breath and merging the body with the sword is not considered top-notch swordsmanship, and even someone like Qin Yun who has just started on the path of the sword can accomplish it with his fierce fire.

  However, being able to move freely within the numbers, killing dozens or even hundreds of enemies without dispersing one's sword energy is far from something an ordinary swordsman can achieve.

  "Thank you, Master Lihai Hall and Elder Wujing, for saving Lin!" Lin Dong suppressed the emotions in his heart and respectfully bowed to each of them.

  Even if he successfully entered the Innate Realm, he would absolutely not dare ignore the two people in front of him.

  Because the white-shirted man was Moyang Dao Xing Tang's master Qin Liehai, and the red-faced old man was Wudang Tang's master Qin Wujiang, the latter is also one of the elders of the Qin clan!

  Most importantly, both of them had already advanced to the Innate Boundary.

  "No need for formalities..." Qin Wujing waved his hand, looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground, and sighed: "In order to avoid startling the snake in the grass, we arrived a step late, resulting in the loss of so many lives."

  His expression was somewhat sulky: "In the end, he still let Guo Shanfeng escape, I really don't know where he learned his escaping skills from, and he can actually evade my Qi detection!"

  "Wu Lao, this time we set up a trap to deal with Gu Shanfeng. The original plan wasn't very detailed, and the outcome is quite good!" Qin Liehai smiled faintly: "He was injured by me in his dantian, and forcibly used his escape technique to flee. At least for three years, he won't be able to recover."

  "Most of Gu Shan Feng's subordinates have been eliminated by us. At this moment, their old nest is probably also being attacked by Qi Chang Lao, and it's basically not a threat!"

  And Lin Dong also broke through Innate, what a wonderful thing!

  By this time, Lin Dong still didn't understand what was going on and his heart felt a chill.

  The scattered disciples quickly gathered back, but after cleaning up the battlefield, Lin Dong was shocked to find that he couldn't find Qin Yun's corpse or any trace of him.