The Queen travels through time and dominates the four realms

Chapter 526

Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent revealed a flaw, Ren Xiaoyao suddenly stabbed out with his sword, forcing the man in black to retreat several steps.

"Who are you? Why do you want to be my enemy?" Ren Xiaoyao asked without putting down the sword in his hand.

The man in black was silent for a moment, and finally let out a sigh: "Forget it, I admit defeat today. However, if you want to know the truth, you have to go and find it yourself." As he said that, he slowly took off his mask, revealing a familiar face - it was Li Xunhuan, a good friend of Ren Xiaoyao whom he had not seen for many years.

"Brother Xunhuan, why are you here?" Ren Xiaoyao put away his sword in surprise and took a few steps forward.

Li Xun Huan smiled bitterly: "All of this is to test you. I didn't expect that you really lived up to the name of 'Xiao Yao'. Well, now it's time to tell you the real mission..."

The moonlight is like water, sprinkling on an ancient and mysterious land. This is the territory of the Five Poison Sect. There is a strange atmosphere all around, and countless secrets seem to be hidden between the plants and trees. At this time, on this seemingly peaceful land, a battle of life and death is taking place.

Ren Xiaoyao stood in a hidden valley, his eyes were firm, the sword in his hand flashed with cold light. Surrounding him were the masters of the Five Poison Sect, with ferocious faces and holding all kinds of strange weapons, surrounding Ren Xiaoyao. "Ren Xiaoyao, you trespassed into the territory of the Five Poison Sect without permission, today is the day you die!" The leading elder shouted coldly, his voice full of murderous intent.

Ren Xiaoyao smiled slightly, with a hint of disdain on his lips: "I am not here to seek revenge, but to find something."

"Hmph! No matter what the reason, anyone who trespasses into the forbidden area will only end up dead!" As soon as the words fell, the surrounding Five Poison Sect followers surged up like a tide.

Ren Xiaoyao moved, and like a flash of lightning, he shuttled between the enemies, and the long sword in his hand drew a series of sharp sword energy. But the masters of the Five Poison Sect were not ordinary people. Their attacks were strange and unpredictable, and often hard to defend against. After a few rounds, Ren Xiaoyao had been injured in many places, but he still kept his footing and his swordsmanship became more and more fierce.

At this moment, a tall Five Poison Sect master suddenly attacked from behind, with a long whip in his hand like a poisonous snake, and rolled towards Ren Xiaoyao. Ren Xiaoyao sensed the danger behind him, dodged sideways, and stabbed with his sword. However, the master reacted very quickly and entangled Ren Xiaoyao's sword with his long whip, and the two of them were immediately deadlocked.

"Ren Xiaoyao, your death has come!" The master sneered and exerted force suddenly, trying to snatch the sword from Ren Xiaoyao's hand.

Ren Xiaoyao frowned, thinking to himself that something was wrong. At this critical moment, he suddenly remembered a set of unique skills from his master - "Breaking the Sky Sword Technique". This set of swordsmanship is extremely powerful, but it consumes a lot of internal energy to perform. Ren Xiaoyao took a deep breath, closed his eyes and concentrated, and the true energy in his body circulated rapidly.

"Break the air!" With a low shout, Ren Xiaoyao suddenly opened his eyes, and the long sword in his hand instantly burst out with dazzling light. A powerful force gushed out from the tip of the sword, knocking the enemy in front of him away.

Seeing this, the masters of the Five Poison Sect retreated one after another, not daring to act rashly. Ren Xiaoyao took the opportunity to put away his sword and stood still, panting and looking around. At this time, the sky was gradually turning pale, and this life-and-death contest finally came to an end.

"Brother Ren is indeed a man of many talents." A handsome young man slowly approached from a distance. He was the leader of the younger generation of the Five Poison Sect, Bai Wuchang. "I am Bai Wuchang, and I have come to talk to Brother Ren."

Ren Xiaoyao smiled slightly: "Brother Bai, you are too polite. Today's matter is all thanks to your help."

Bai Wuchang shook his head and said, "In fact, I have long wanted to make friends with Brother Ren, but I have never had the chance. Now that Brother Ren has come to the Five Poison Sect, why don't you come with me to the sect? Perhaps you can solve the doubts in your heart."

Ren Xiaoyao heard this, and a trace of thought flashed in his eyes: "In that case, I'll trouble Brother Bai to lead the way."

The two smiled at each other, turned around and walked towards the core area of ​​the Five Poisons Sect, leaving behind a silent valley, as if nothing had happened.

The moonlight was like water, sprinkling over the vast land. At this moment, Ren Xiaoyao stood on the top of Mount Tai, looking at the rolling mountains in the distance, with mixed feelings in his heart. Mount Tai, the most majestic of the Five Mountains, has been a sacred place in the hearts of martial artists since ancient times. The purpose of his trip was not to climb high and look far, but to unravel a secret about the survival of the martial arts world. A breeze blew, mixed with the faint scent of pine and soil, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

At the foot of Mount Tai, a sudden battle broke the silence. Several masked men in black, holding sharp blades, were fighting fiercely with the disciples of Mount Tai. The black-clad men had strange martial arts and their moves were fierce. Although the disciples of Mount Tai were numerous, they gradually lost the upper hand. Ren Xiaoyao frowned, he knew that these people were not good people and must be coming for something.

"Hmph, the Taishan Sect dares to block our way!" The leading man in black sneered and waved the sword in his hand. In the flash of sword light, two more Taishan Sect disciples fell down.

Ren Xiaoyao's figure flashed and he appeared in the battle circle. His appearance was like a stream of fresh air, instantly attracting everyone's attention. "Everyone, please stop." His voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable power.

Seeing this, the men in black stopped what they were doing. The leading man in black sized up Ren Xiaoyao and said, "Boy, who are you? How dare you meddle in other people's business!"

"My name is Ren Xiaoyao. I passed by here and saw several brothers in danger, so I lent a hand." Ren Xiaoyao said lightly, his tone calm, but revealing a firmness.

"Ren Xiaoyao?" The leading black-clothed man was slightly stunned, then sneered, "It's you. I heard that you are good at martial arts. Today is a good opportunity to learn from you."

As soon as the words fell, the two sides fought again. Ren Xiaoyao's figure was erratic, shuttling between the enemies like a ghost, and every palm strike could accurately hit the enemy's vital points. Seeing this, the morale of the Taishan Sect disciples was greatly boosted, and they joined the battle one after another. For a while, the men in black were in a tough battle.

When the fierce battle was in full swing, a man in black suddenly screamed, and his arm was crippled by Ren Xiaoyao. The other men in black saw that the situation was not good and fled in all directions. Ren Xiaoyao did not chase them, but turned to look at the Taishan Sect disciples: "Are you all okay, brothers?"

The Taishan Sect's leader stepped forward, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Brother Ren, for your help. If it weren't for your timely arrival, our Taishan Sect would have been in danger."

“Master, you are too polite. As fellow martial artists, we should support each other.” Ren Xiaoyao chuckled, a hint of warmth flashing in his eyes.

As the night deepened, on the top of Mount Tai, Ren Xiaoyao and the disciples of Mount Tai sat together, talking about the past of the martial arts world. The atmosphere was warm and harmonious. At this moment, all the tension and fighting seemed to have disappeared, leaving only tranquility and harmony.

"Brother Ren, I wonder what brings you to Mount Tai?" the leader of the Taishan Sect asked curiously.

Ren Xiaoyao looked up at the starry sky, a complex expression flashing in his eyes: "Some things have to be done by someone. Perhaps this is my destiny."

Upon hearing this, the Taishan Sect leader was silent for a moment, and finally nodded: "The world is dangerous, I wish you a safe journey, Brother Ren."

Ren Xiaoyao smiled slightly, stood up and said goodbye: "It's getting late, I'll take my leave first. If we have the chance, I will definitely visit you again in the future."

As Ren Xiaoyao disappeared into the night, the top of Mount Tai returned to its former tranquility. However, for Ren Xiaoyao, this battle was only a small episode in a long journey, and the real challenge was still waiting for him ahead.

"Brother Ren, take care!" The voice of the Taishan Sect's leader echoed in the wind for a long time.

The night was as dark as ink, the moon was mottled, and Ren Xiaoyao was walking alone in the desert, with yellow sand under his feet and silence all around. He was wearing a green shirt, with a long sword shining with cold light hanging on his waist. His face was handsome but with a bit of fatigue and sadness. When the wind blew, it rolled up gusts of dust, as if even the world was swallowed up by this endless desolation.

"Alas..." Ren Xiaoyao sighed softly and looked up at the lonely moon, "The road ahead is long, when can I return?" He was thinking about the purpose of this trip in his heart - in order to unravel an ancient secret, he had to step into this desert full of unknowns and dangers.

Suddenly, a strange sound broke the silence. It was the sound of metal colliding, which was particularly harsh in the empty desert. Ren Xiaoyao stopped vigilantly, his hand on the hilt of the sword, looking around for the source of the sound. "Who's there?" He asked in a deep voice, his voice echoing in the night sky, sounding particularly cold.

As soon as he finished speaking, several dark shadows quickly emerged from behind the sand dunes not far away and surrounded him. The leader was a burly man holding a pair of heavy hammers, with a face full of flesh and a fierce look in his eyes. "Boy, if you know what's good for you, leave your things behind, or don't blame us for being ruthless!" He said viciously, his voice as unpleasant as a broken gong.

Ren Xiaoyao frowned, secretly assessing the other party's strength. These people were obviously veterans in the desert, but he was not an easy opponent either. He slowly drew out his sword, and the tip of the sword lightly tapped the ground, making a crisp sound. "I have no intention of being your enemy, but if you want to take my property, I'm afraid it won't be that easy." His tone was calm and firm.

The battle was about to break out, and both sides held their breath, preparing for the upcoming fight. At this moment, a melodious flute sound came from a distance, like the sound of nature, which shocked people's hearts. The men in black seemed to be attracted by the flute sound, and they listened attentively, with doubts on their faces.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ren Xiaoyao moved, and like a ghost, he shuttled between the enemies, tapping the tip of his sword lightly, and each touch accurately hit the opponent's acupuncture points. After a few muffled groans, the men in black fell to the ground one after another, and the scene suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

The sound of the flute gradually stopped, and a woman in white slowly walked into view. She held a green bamboo flute in her hand, and her face was extremely beautiful, like a fairy descending from the earth. The two looked at each other, and there seemed to be an inexplicable feeling surging between them.

"Thank you for saving me, young lady." Ren Xiaoyao clasped his fists and bowed, his heart filled with gratitude towards this mysterious woman.

The woman smiled slightly, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes: "It's just a small favor, not worth mentioning. But why are you walking here alone in the middle of the night?"

Ren Xiaoyao sighed and slowly recounted his experiences and purpose. Under the night sky, the two gradually drew closer, as if they had found each other's support in this desolate desert.

After listening to Ren Xiaoyao's story, the woman said softly: "In this case, why don't we go together? Perhaps I can help you."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, young lady." Ren Xiaoyao nodded in agreement, and a warm feeling surged in his heart, like a light in the darkness, illuminating the road ahead.

The two walked side by side, and the desert night was no longer lonely, but a new journey full of hope and unknown.

"What's your name?" Ren Xiaoyao turned to look at the woman beside him, his eyes full of curiosity.

"My name is Yun Yao, Yun Yao who comes with the wind." The woman answered softly with a faint smile on her lips.

The moonlight was like water, sprinkling over a quiet place. In the distance, wolves howled. This was the deep forest. The trees were lush and covered the sky. Only occasionally a few rays of moonlight penetrated the treetops and shone on the ground in a mottled manner. A gust of wind blew, and the leaves rustled, as if something was approaching quietly.

Ren Xiaoyao, dressed in a green shirt and holding a long sword, slowly walked into the dense forest. His eyes were sharp, as if he could see through everything, but he felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart. "Strange, why is it so quiet here?" Ren Xiaoyao whispered to himself, but he did not stop.

As we went deeper, it became increasingly dark, and even the moonlight was hard to find. At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence, and then a black shadow jumped down from the treetops, blocking the way. "Who are you, breaking into my Black Wind Village in the middle of the night?" The black shadow shouted, the steel knife in his hand flashing coldly.