Chapter 442: Drawing the Sword

“Who comes there?”
Although Xueyi did not recognize Kai Xin’s identity, he could sense the murderous intent aimed at him—like the glaciers of Antarctica, almost capable of freezing a person solid.
Kai Xin ignored Xueyi and focused on Lin Xiao, who, though he had regained some internal energy during the brief interval, was still no match for the combined attacks of two top experts. His body was covered in wounds.
Thud!
“You’re quite arrogant…”
After all, Xueyi had only met Kai Xin once. Though he was quite familiar with him, he couldn’t recognize him at a glance. Moreover, he didn’t think Kai Xin would dare to fight unarmed amidst so many experts.
Seeing Kai Xin leap down from the courtyard wall and head toward Lin Xiao, Xueyi’s gaze turned icy: “Kill him!” His tone was cold and resolute.
The members of Yipin Tang were only briefly stunned by the arrival of the mysterious man. Upon receiving the order, several of them rushed forward from the crowd! Sharp blades and sword lights swarmed toward Kai Xin.
Kai Xin remained calm…
In midair, the 4th-tier Guo Guo Shen Jian appeared in his hand—he drew the sword!
Inside the courtyard, countless players saw a flash before their eyes; it seemed an astonishingly sharp blade had passed by. The attacks of those six men dissipated like snow melting in early spring, vanishing silently within the sword’s force.
The six Yipin Tang disciples had no idea what had happened. The remaining force of the sword struck their chests violently. All six groaned and spat blood before falling into the crowd.
Their armor had been sliced by a single strike, revealing terrifying sword wounds on their chests. It seemed impossible for them to survive.
A single sword strike—truly a stunning display…
Drawing the sword in midair, he defeated six men in one swift motion, then arrived beside Lin Xiao.
Xie Lang and the Bearded Monk fled at full speed, as if encountering snakes and scorpions. Their faces turned pale as they stared at Kai Xin in confusion—they weren’t intimidated by the sword’s force, but they were terrified by the Guo Guo Shen Jian in his hands.
Colors shifted, creating a magical atmosphere.
The name of the 4th-tier Guo Guo Shen Jian—a name that made countless Yipin Tang disciples grit their teeth—suddenly popped into their minds…
Even Xueyi stopped chasing Mo Feng and stood still, his face turning blue and purple alternately. He uttered two words: “Kai Xin!”
…
“Brother Lin, Kai Xin is late.”
With his back to the group of Yipin Tang disciples, Kai Xin supported Lin Xiao with one hand while pouring out a green pill and putting it in Lin Xiao’s mouth.
“Brother Kai Xin.”

Lin Xiao’s eyes were red as he scanned the corpses of hundreds of Xiyi Sect brothers around him. This man, who had never shown the slightest sign of weakness despite being in a desperate situation, suddenly had tears welling in his eyes when Kai Xin said those words, filled with overwhelming hatred rising from his chest: “Your brother Hongchen…”
“Don’t worry,” Kai Xin said earnestly, pressing firmly on Lin Xiao’s shoulder. “Brother Lin, Hongchen will be fine. I’ve already warned him in advance.”
“That’s great!”
Lin Xiao was relieved, only to sense an astonishing warmth rapidly restoring his internal energy and healing his wounds: “Xiao Huan Dan!”
“Mm.”
Kai Xin nodded with a smile: “It’s my great fortune to fight alongside Brother Lin today and together crush the villains of Yipin Tang.”
“It’s also your fortune, Brother Lin!”
Lin Xiao returned the gesture by gripping Kai Xin’s shoulder.
Just as the words faded, Mo Feng also arrived beside them…
…
Kai Xin’s appearance shocked all the other martial artists inside the courtyard!
At Lingxiao Palace, Shangguan Lian of the Ruthless Knife felt a surge of intensity in his eyes, especially when Kai Xin slew six Yipin Tang experts with a single sword strike—the shock to his mind was immense.
Qin Yun also stared intently at that young man in plain clothes, standing calmly amidst countless enemies, his presence strikingly remarkable…
“Kai Xin. Staying in Wan’an County all this time—this time, Yipin Tang won’t only return disappointed but may also strengthen the alliance between the Xiyi Sect and the Mu Family.”
“Not necessarily.”
Shangguan Lian’s tone shifted as his gaze swept toward a man who silently leaped onto the courtyard wall, his pupils narrowing slightly. “Yipin Tang still has a trick up their sleeve.”
“Tong Xin!”
Qin Yun also noticed the man with the flute at his chest and was slightly alarmed: “This is bad!”
“!”
Tong Xin landed on the wall, pursed his lips, and began to play.
The flute sound served as a signal for Yipin Tang—Xueyi, Zhou Yu, Xie Lang, and the Thick-Browed Monk all struck at once…
“Brother Kai Xin, be careful!”
Unperturbed by the flute sound, Lin Xiao immediately realized Yipin Tang had shifted their target to the defenseless Kai Xin. Shouting loudly, he and Mo Feng protected Kai Xin from both sides.
Kai Xin, who had been briefly dazed, regained his clarity as the flute music stopped.
Everyone was stunned. Turning their heads, they saw someone pull a sword from Tong Xin’s chest, kick his body off the wall into the courtyard, then tear off his mask to reveal the smirking face of a carefree middle-aged man: “You brats of Yipin Tang, your Uncle Skillful has arrived!”
Zhou Yu’s face was filled with rage;
Xueyi gritted his teeth:

“All medicines areomnipotent!”
But now was clearly not the time to avenge childhood innocence. Happy, Mo Feng, and Lin Xiao charged fiercely among the First Rank Hall’s disciples with unstoppable momentum. If they didn’t step up, how could the First Rank Hall’s disciples withstand the assault of three powerful fighters?
With grit, the group fought together!
“Evil Wolf, Monk! Take care of Lin Xiao!”
Blood-Clothed kept giving orders:
“Zhou Yu, I’ll hold Happy off. You go deal with Mo Feng…”
Although Zhou Yu had always been intended by the First Rank Hall to be used against Happy, the situation was urgent, and a quick resolution was needed.
Zhou Yu was roughly on par with Happy in strength, Mo Feng wasn’t someone Blood-Clothed could handle alone, and Lin Xiao had astonishing resilience. Moreover, Wan’an County was located in the Jiangnan region—if the Heroes’ Gate’s disciples rushed to help, things would get complicated.
Zhou Yu, Evil Wolf, and the Thick-Browed Monk all understood this.
Without hesitation, they each chose their opponents!
Happy moved.
He hadn’t planned to let the First Rank Hall execute their tactic of taking them down one by one, but hearing that Blood-Clothed was coming at him willingly, a cold glint flashed in his eyes:
“You refuse the path to heaven but storm into hell. Fine, I’ll settle accounts with you early today to avenge my brothers from the Colorful Robes Gate.”
“Brother Situ, fight Happy with me.”
Noticing the change in Happy’s swordsmanship, Blood-Clothed grew uneasy and quickly called for help.
Unfortunately…
Situ Changle wasn’t an easy opponent either. This time, it was because the First Rank Hall was willing to give his faction a valuable resource, and considering their usual tactics, he personally brought his elite fighters to assist and cover for Blood-Clothed as they came to the south.
But facing Happy, such a deadly foe head-on? He refused outright, hiding among the crowd and muttering to himself:
Do I think I’m stupid?
The six First Rank Hall disciples before were no weaker than him, Situ Changle. This guy wanted to use his faction to fill this gap—he definitely wouldn’t go along!