The Queen travels through time and dominates the four realms

Chapter 507

Ren Xiaoyao knew that the real battle had just begun. He calmed down and swung his long sword, emitting a crisp dragon roar. He did not choose to attack, but to defend and attack at the same time. The tip of the sword trembled slightly and turned into thousands of sword shadows that surrounded him, forming an impeccable defense circle.

Seeing this, the five green-robed masters attacked one after another. The flashes of swords and shadows of sabers crossed each other in the air, making a deafening collision sound. Ren Xiaoyao's swordsmanship was as smooth as flowing water. Every counterattack accurately hit the opponent's vital points, forcing them to retreat again and again.

"Although your Five Poison Sect is highly skilled in poison techniques, I, Ren Xiaoyao, am not an easy person to deal with," Ren Xiaoyao said sternly. He had only one belief in his heart, which was to protect innocent people from being poisoned.

As time went by, the offensive of the five green-robed masters gradually weakened. Their physical strength was greatly consumed, but Ren Xiaoyao still maintained plenty of energy. He saw the right moment and appeared behind one of the masters. With a swing of his long sword, he resolved the battle cleanly and neatly.

"Ren Xiaoyao, you are indeed a rare opponent, but this battle is far from over." The green-robed woman appeared again, with a hint of reluctance and admiration in her voice.

Ren Xiaoyao turned to face her with a firm gaze: "As long as I am still alive, I will never let you continue to harm the world."

The green-robed woman was silent for a moment and finally nodded: "Forget it, let's leave it at that for today. I hope you can really find that ancient scroll and save the world."

After saying that, she turned and left, leaving Ren Xiaoyao standing alone in the dense forest. He looked at her figure going away with mixed feelings in his heart. He knew that although this battle had come to an end temporarily, there were still more difficult challenges waiting for him ahead.

Just as Ren Xiaoyao was about to move forward, he suddenly heard a burst of hurried footsteps. He turned back alertly and saw a handsome young man coming hurriedly. The young man was sweating profusely, and his eyes were flashing with anxiety and expectation.

"Master Ren, please save my village. The Five Poison Sect has turned it into a living hell." The young man knelt on the ground and cried.

Ren Xiaoyao's heart tightened when he heard this. He knew that the heavy responsibility he shouldered was not only to find the ancient scrolls but also to protect those innocent lives. He helped the young man up with a firm look in his eyes: "Don't worry, I will do my best."

After that, he stepped into the dense forest again. This time, his heart was filled with more firm faith and strength. He knew that the road ahead was full of unknowns and dangers, but he also believed that as long as he had justice and courage in his hands, nothing was impossible to overcome.

Ren Xiaoyao's figure gradually disappeared into the depths of the dense forest, leaving behind only the tearful back of the young man and the oath that echoed in the air: "Master Ren, you must return safely."

"Ren Xiaoyao, you are such a nosy person." The voice of the green-robed woman sounded again. She stood on a big tree and looked down at the scene below. Complex emotions flashed in her eyes.

Ren Xiaoyao looked up at her and smiled: "Maybe, but I believe everyone has the right to pursue their own happiness and should not be bound by poison."

The green-robed woman was silent for a moment, and finally sighed and turned around and disappeared into the dense forest, leaving Ren Xiaoyao standing alone. He looked at the sky in the distance, his heart full of expectations and hope. He knew that this journey was still very long, but he also believed that as long as there was love and justice in his heart, he would be able to overcome all difficulties and finally reach the other side.

Ren Xiaoyao took a deep breath and set out on the journey again. His figure gradually disappeared into the depths of the dense forest, leaving only a series of firm and powerful footsteps echoing in this ancient and mysterious land.

The moonlight sprinkled on the top of the ancient Mount Tai like water, and a dilapidated ancient temple was hidden in the clouds and mist. The temple door was half-closed, and the faint candlelight shone through, forming a sharp contrast with the silence of the night. Ren Xiaoyao stood in front of the temple, his clothes fluttering, and his eyes flashing with determination. He came here to find the legendary "Longyuan Sword", a magical weapon that can cut off all evil in the world.

When he opened the door, he was greeted by the aroma of aged wood and musty smells. The temple was empty and cold. Ren Xiaoyao looked around and saw that the walls were covered with ancient portraits, each of which seemed to tell an unknown story. Suddenly, a faint sound of footsteps came from behind the temple. He immediately became alert, and hid in the dark.

"Hmph, Ren Xiaoyao, you're finally here." A deep voice sounded, and then a masked man in black holding a long sword walked out of the shadows, followed by a group of followers dressed in the same way. "You want the 'Longyuan Sword', first ask the sword in my hand if it agrees!"

Ren Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows and sneered, "I, Ren Xiaoyao, have been in the martial arts world for many years, so why should I be afraid of you scoundrels? Come on, let me see what you are capable of."

Before he finished speaking, the man in black took the lead in launching an attack, his long sword was as fast as lightning, and he went straight to Ren Xiaoyao's vitals. The latter was agile, like a swimming fish, and easily avoided the sword. At the same time, he raised his right hand, and a silver needle flew out silently, hitting the opponent's wrist. The man in black cried out in pain, and the long sword fell to the ground, but the followers had already surrounded Ren Xiaoyao.

The battle became more intense, with swords flashing and wind whistling. Ren Xiaoyao moved like a ghost, sometimes shuttling through the crowd, sometimes leaping to a high place to overlook the battle. Every move was extremely accurate, as if he could predict the enemy's next move. However, the enemies were numerous and all of them had great martial arts skills, and Ren Xiaoyao gradually felt exhausted.

Just as he was about to make the final blow, a golden light shot down from the top of the temple, penetrated the roof, and landed in the center of the temple. When the light faded, an ancient long sword lay quietly on the ground, with a mysterious luster flowing on the sword body. It was the legendary "Longyuan Sword".

"Good opportunity!" Ren Xiaoyao was delighted and rushed to the sword regardless of everything. The man in black saw this and rushed over frantically. The two touched the hilt of the sword almost at the same time, but Ren Xiaoyao's fingers grasped the hilt first, and a powerful force instantly surged into his body.

"Longyuan Sword, it belongs to me!" Ren Xiaoyao shouted, and swung his sword. The sword energy tore through the air, forming a golden arc of light. The man in black and his followers were repelled by this force, and fell to the ground one after another. The temple once again returned to peace.

Ren Xiaoyao stood holding a sword, his figure looked particularly tall and straight under the moonlight. He gently stroked the sword, his heart filled with endless emotion, "Longyuan Sword, we will eventually work together to eliminate the injustices in the world."

"Brother Ren is indeed heroic and admirable." A gentle voice came from outside the temple, and an elegant man walked into the temple. It was the leader of the martial arts world, Liu Qingyun. "After meeting him today, I know that Brother Ren is not only a martial arts master, but also a chivalrous man. He is truly a role model for our generation."

Ren Xiaoyao smiled slightly and sheathed his sword. "Brother Liu, you are too kind. I, Ren Xiaoyao, am just a wanderer in the martial arts world. I only wish to use the sword in my hand to protect the Tao in my heart."

The two smiled at each other. Under the moonlight, two figures stood side by side, as if foreshadowing the future peace and justice of the martial arts world. On the top of Mount Tai, in the ancient temple, a fierce battle came to an end, and a new legend was quietly beginning.

The moonlight sprinkled on the dense forest of Miaojiang, and the night wind blew gently, and the grass and trees swayed. In this ancient and mysterious land, Ren Xiaoyao walked alone in the moonlight, deep into the jungle, looking for the legendary Five Poison Sect. He was nervous and full of expectations. This trip was to find a holy medicine that could cure all poisons to save his friend who was poisoned.

"Brother Ren, watch your step." A low warning came from the treetops, and a sturdy Miao man gently jumped down and landed beside Ren Xiaoyao. "This is the territory of the Five Poison Sect. If you are not careful, you will fall into an irretrievable situation."

Ren Xiaoyao clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for telling me, brother. I am Ren Xiaoyao. I have come to see the Five Poison Sect Leader and am willing to pay a large sum of money in exchange for the antidote."

Miao's eyes flickered, as if he was weighing something, and finally nodded: "The leader of the Five Poisons Sect has never been easy to see guests, but since you are sincere, I can take you to see her, but you will bear all the consequences at your own risk."

The two of them shuttled through the dense forest, and the flickering torches illuminated a winding path. Suddenly, a strange flute sounded, and a suffocating fragrance filled the air.

"Oh no, it's the Five Poison Sect's bewitching incense!" Before the Miao man finished speaking, he had already drawn the long sword from his waist and protected Ren Xiaoyao in front of him.

Ren Xiaoyao took a deep breath and used his inner strength to resist the invasion of the fragrance. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes: "Even if I have to risk my life today, I will still try to break into the Five Poison Sect!"

As the sound of the flute got closer, a group of followers in strange costumes quietly appeared, holding various weapons and surrounding Ren Xiaoyao and the Miao people. The leader was a woman with a green veil on her face. She held a jade flute and had a sharp gaze, as if she could see through people's hearts.

"It is truly audacious for an outsider to trespass into the forbidden area of ​​my Five Poisons Sect." The woman's voice was cold, revealing an irresistible majesty.

Ren Xiaoyao bowed and said, "I am Ren Xiaoyao. I am here only to ask for medicine. I have no ill intentions. I hope the leader will show some mercy."

The woman in green gauze smiled slightly and played the jade flute softly, and the surrounding believers slowly retreated. "Your courage is rare. The antidote is not impossible to obtain, but you need to complete a test of my sect."

"What kind of trial?" Although Ren Xiaoyao was nervous, he remained calm.

“You can only get the antidote by going through the poisonous forest of my sect and obtaining the key to the place where the holy medicine is located.” As soon as the woman finished speaking, she turned and left, leaving behind a string of silver bell-like laughter echoing in the forest.

Ren Xiaoyao and the Miao people looked at each other and saw determination in each other's eyes. They knew that this would be a life-and-death test, but they had no way out.

Entering the poisonous forest, every step is full of unknowns and dangers. Venomous snakes, scorpions, spiders, and all kinds of highly poisonous creatures lurk in the dark. If you are not careful, you may die here. But Ren Xiaoyao and the Miao people, with their superb martial arts and wisdom, resolved the crises one by one and finally came to a quiet cave.

Inside the cave, a herb emitting a faint fluorescent light was quietly growing in the cracks of the rocks. It was the holy medicine they were looking for. However, at this moment, a huge poisonous spider jumped out from the shadows, opened its bloody mouth, and pounced on them.

Ren Xiaoyao and the Miao people cooperated tacitly, one attracted the spider's attention, and the other looked for an opportunity to seize the holy medicine. After a fierce fight, Ren Xiaoyao finally seized the opportunity and took the holy medicine. At the same time, the Miao people cut off the spider's offensive with a knife.

"We succeeded!" Ren Xiaoyao held up the holy medicine, his face filled with joy of victory.

The Miao man patted Ren Xiaoyao on the shoulder and said, "Good brother, what happened today will surely become a legend in the martial arts world."

The two of them took the holy medicine and crossed the poisonous forest, and faced the woman in green gauze again. She looked at the holy medicine in her hand, and a trace of admiration flashed in her eyes: "Your courage and wisdom are worthy of admiration. Take the antidote."

Ren Xiaoyao took the antidote and bowed deeply: "Thank you for your help, Master. I will remember this kindness in my heart."

The woman in green gauze waved her hand gently, and Ren Xiaoyao and the Miao people turned and left, disappearing into the dense forest under the moonlight, leaving behind only tranquility and legend.

"Brother Ren, although this journey was difficult and dangerous, it was finally a successful conclusion." The Miao man smiled in the moonlight.

Ren Xiaoyao looked up at the starry sky, his heart full of emotion: "Yes, the road of Jianghu is a journey of experience. As long as there is righteousness in your heart, you will not be afraid of any challenge."

Ren Xiaoyao stood on the top of Mount Tai, with the sea of ​​clouds rolling and the mist lingering, as if he was in a fairyland. He held a long sword with a green blade, and the tip of the sword trembled slightly, reflecting the first rays of the rising sun. Today, he was going to challenge the head of the Taishan Sect, Liu Qingfeng, known as the "Dragon in the Clouds". This trip was not only to prove his martial arts, but also to find the whereabouts of the "Tiangang Sword Manual" that had been lost for many years.

"Brother Ren, how are you?" A clear greeting came from the clouds. Liu Qingfeng, dressed in a white robe, came floating in, followed by dozens of Taishan disciples, all of them looked heroic and full of vigor.

"Brother Liu, your style is still the same. Xiaoyao came here to learn a thing or two." Ren Xiaoyao clasped his fists and saluted, his eyes firm, not moved by the opponent's formation at all.

Liu Qingfeng smiled slightly and waved his hand to signal his disciples to leave. "Brother Ren, you are too polite. Although Taishan Sect has made some progress, it is still a step behind Brother Ren."