Rural Doctor Enters the City: Whoever Touches My Wife, I'll Take Them Down!

At the foot of Tu Bai Mountain.

In an inconspicuous valley.

There is a pavilion beside a frozen lake.

At this moment, snow is thick, and the entire valley is filled with silence.

In front of the pavilion, an elderly man with white hair sits cross-legged on the ground.

His body is covered in thick snow, as if he has been sitting in the snow for a long time.

In front of him, a sword is planted in the ground.

A sword wholly blood-red.

The blade is embedded in the ground seven inches deep.

Shockingly, within a meter radius centered on the sword, the snow melts upon contact, with not even a drop of snowmelt remaining.

Suddenly.

The blood-red long sword begins to tremble, emitting a sound of sword ringing.

The old man's eyes abruptly open.

In an instant, all the snow on his body disappears.

The old man slowly stands up, and the blood-red long sword in front of him slightly shakes then shoots up into his hand.

The old man holds the long sword, looking at the center of the lake ahead.

Amid the convergence of snow and lake surface, a few figures suddenly appear.

Upon seeing these people, a trace of somberness flashes in the old man's eyes.

Five Seventh Grade Emperor Realm experts!

These figures, with just a few steps, reach the old man.

"Jiang Lan, the renowned Asura Sword God, hiding in this place."

"You really made it hard for us to find you."

One of them speaks coldly.

This old man is indeed Asura Sword God Jiang Lan.

His gaze full of an unfathomable spectral hue.

"The Yun Family has been eliminated for over twenty years; you already have the Yun Family's Heavenly Law Dao Bead, why relentlessly pursue?"

The man coldly laughs.

"Heavenly King Sea does things without leaving any trace of trouble."

"Moreover, the remnants of the Yun Family under your care have grown to be top rank among the younger generation of sword cultivators."

"Do you think Heavenly King Sea doesn't know what you're planning?"

"I can tell you explicitly, even if there's a one-in-a-million chance of that kid succeeding in revenge, Heavenly King Sea will never give him that opportunity."

"Hand him over, and Heavenly King Sea might spare your life."

Upon hearing this, a concealed murderous intent flickers in Jiang Lan's eyes.

"If that's the case, there's nothing to discuss."

With that, an overwhelming Sword Force erupts from Jiang Lan.

At the same time, he thrusts the Asura Sword fiercely.

Instantly, a sword radiance several meters long appears on the lake surface, sweeping towards those people.

The five individuals are immediately alert, and at the moment Jiang Lan makes his move, they all employ their own means to resist.

Clang!

A huge sound of clashing metal and iron resounds.

The five are knocked back by nearly a hundred meters from Jiang Lan's strike.

One of them shouts furiously.

"Jiang Lan, how dare you strike at us, the envoy of Heavenly King Sea; do you intend to betray Heavenly King Sea?"

Jiang Lan coldly laughs.

"What nonsense Heavenly King Sea!"

"When I agreed to join Heavenly King Sea, the condition was that Heavenly King Sea would never harm my disciple."

"Now, since Heavenly King Sea disregards its past promises and insists on killing my disciple Jiang Xiuwu, why should I hold back?"

After speaking, Jiang Lan's figure suddenly leaps skyward, streaking into the snow-filled sky.

In mid-air, a blood-red Sword Domain instantly unfolds around Jiang Lan.

Between heaven and earth, it seems like an invisible umbrella has been raised, causing all the snow in the air to vanish.

And within this blood-red Sword Domain, countless streams of Sword Qi filled with murderous intent crash down on the five.

The five immediately roar:

"Form the array!"

In an instant, the five quickly change formation, and a purple barrier expands centered around them.

...

Early the next morning, the snow finally stopped.

As dawn breaks, the first ray of sunlight shines upon the snow-covered earth.

Jiang Xiuwu, Zhou Yu, and Yun Feifei appear in a valley at the foot of Tu Bai Mountain.

Jiang Xiuwu, who was originally chatting and laughing with Zhou Yu, suddenly turns pale upon seeing the area of devastated rocks and trees in the valley.

"Master!"

Jiang Xiuwu shouts urgently and rushes into the valley.

Yun Feifei is taken aback.

"Xiuwu, what's wrong?"

However, Jiang Xiuwu's figure has already disappeared.

At this moment, Zhou Yu instantly releases his Divine Sense, and moments later, his expression turns somewhat grim.

"Sister Yun, let's go in too."

"What's wrong? What happened inside?" Yun Feifei quickly follows and asks.

Zhou Yu sighs and says:

"There was an incredible battle here last night. If I'm sensing correctly, Asura Sword God is injured."

Upon hearing this, Yun Feifei looks shocked.

Asura Sword God injured?

Who could harm him?

Zhou Yu says solemnly:

"Let's go in and see first."

After speaking, he leads Yun Feifei inside.

At this moment, Jiang Xiuwu is already at the pavilion.

From afar, he can see Jiang Lan half-reclined on the stone steps before the pavilion, Asura Sword lying dimly to the side.

"Master!"

Jiang Xiuwu's face is unconcealably filled with panic.

He rushes over.

Upon hearing the shout, Jiang Lan slowly opens his eyes.

Seeing Jiang Xiuwu, a smile appears on Jiang Lan's bloodied face.

"Xiuwu, you've returned!"

Jiang Xiuwu kneels before Jiang Lan, supports him up, and urgently asks:

"Master, what happened to you?"

"Who did this?"

Jiang Lan smiles faintly, indifferently saying:

"You don't need to ask much, I'm fine."

"It's just that I haven't wielded the sword in many years, so I've gotten a bit rusty."

Suddenly, a cold glint flashes in Jiang Lan's eyes, looking behind Jiang Xiuwu.

Only to see Zhou Yu and Yun Feifei walking in...