He Hanqing bore the blow that pierced through his body. His abdomen was in so much pain that it was like a tsunami. Fresh blood gushed out like a fountain, and there was a long muscle tendon dangling from his shoulder.
He Hanqing's mind had sunk into a state of dizziness due to the consecutive heavy blows. He could only rely on his instincts to evade the attack. "Who are you?"
The other party's gentle smile was plastered all over his face, but the fishing rod struck He Hanqing's body and legs mercilessly.
Accompanied by the cracking of his leg bones, the person's voice rang out leisurely, "The path of the world is perilous, and it is difficult to walk the road ahead. Sir He, Wei Xinglu greets you."
Amidst the screams, He Hanqing could only feel waves of dizziness before his eyes. All the strength in his body had been drained from his wounds. His body was like a kite with a broken string, and his internal organs were in turmoil. He could only shout furiously, "Wei Xinglu, you're from the School of Spring and Autumn! You … "
He Hanqing was filled with confusion amidst the excruciating pain.
Since when had he offended the School of Spring and Autumn?
What was going on? The Concourse of the Underworld had lost their minds and came to kill him for eight hundred thousand silver taels. They must have lost their minds. Even to kill someone like Han Wufei, there was no need to talk about it without a million silver taels …
Only eight hundred thousand silver taels were needed to kill him?
That was a rare sight to begin with.
Now, what is your School of Spring and Autumn trying to do?
You're not assassins!
Wei Xinglu gave chase with a whoosh and said faintly, "I didn't expect that there would be such a good opportunity to send Sir He on your way. However, Sir He, you're a little too careless. It's fine if you want to fight for the world and assist Yutang, but why do you want to kill my junior sister? How can the School of Spring and Autumn's disciples be provoked so easily? "
He Hanqing was already half-conscious, but when he heard this, he was suddenly shocked and said, "Your junior sister?"
The confusion in his mind deepened as he thought, "Who is your junior sister? Since when did I want to kill her? Since she's my junior sister, she should be a girl, right? I haven't killed that woman recently, have I? "
Wei Xinglu sneered. With a wave and a shake of the fishing rod in his hand, the long fishing line flew out. The hook accurately hooked onto He Hanqing's nose, who no longer had the ability to resist. He shook it with all his might and muttered, "I've lost my hook for the whole night today. I didn't expect a fish to bite the hook just now. The weight is already so heavy. This trip is not in vain, this trip is not in vain!!"
"Let go!"
With a flash of saber light, the fishing line was broken into two. It was Venerable Lord Saber, who was covered in blood, pouncing over.
Wei Xinglu could not help but be shocked. The fishing rod in his hand was not an ordinary object. Whether it was the fishing rod itself or the hook and the fishing line, they were all treasures of the highest quality. However, the fishing line was refined from the meridians of the Northern Sea's inverted beasts. Not only was it extremely flexible and tough, it was also difficult to be damaged by sabers and swords. If it was not so, how could he have fished the Kirin Fish, which was known as the king of fish? He had his own way of operating this fishing gear. Otherwise, even if He Hanqing was heavily injured and his condition was greatly reduced, how could he have been hooked by Wei Xinglu's fishing rod?
Wei Xinglu's unique weapon had been broken into two by the saber light of his opponent. Apart from feeling sorry for the broken fishing rod, he was even more shocked!
However, Senior Brother Wei was also someone who had been in the martial world for a long time. He was quick-witted in the face of a battle. The fishing rod in his hand left his hand and with a spin of his body, a soft sword had already been shaken straight. Tens of thousands of golden needles were released, greeting Venerable Lord Saber's body and face like a sudden rainstorm. The soft sword then turned into a stream of light, continuously colliding with the strong saber aura of the opponent for hundreds of times.
Clang, clang, clang, clang …
A series of sounds rang out one after another with almost no interval.
After this attack, Wei Xinglu spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His body staggered and retreated hundreds of feet in mid-air. His face was pale as he asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"
Venerable Lord Saber let out a long howl in rage. The saber light flashed and shattered the countless golden needles. He said with hatred, "Someone from the School of Spring and Autumn? Who are you? "
Before he could hear the other party's answer, his body had already rushed over.
The battle was dangerous and the situation was dire. He Hanqing was not only pierced through in the lower abdomen, both of his legs had been broken. His injuries were extremely serious. If he did not go over to help him, he was afraid that this Supreme Lord Spring Frost would die for sure.
Venerable Lord Saber chased down from a thousand feet high in the sky. His momentum was terrifying.
There was no time to take advantage of the victory to pursue Wei Xinglu.
Behind him, only a distance of a hundred feet was the group of experts from the Concourse of the Underworld. They were all in hot pursuit.
Wei Xinglu snorted coldly. He took a deep breath and rushed down as well.
Yutang's Wen Zong, He Hanqing, was truly despicable. Not only did he want to kill his junior sister, but he had also wanted to ambush him and even threatened Yun Yang. His crimes were unforgivable. Since there was such a good opportunity today, he could not be allowed to live, be it for others or for himself, for the nation or for his family!
In for a penny, in for a pound, in for a pound. It was a heaven-sent opportunity to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots!
The rolling saber light whizzed down. Venerable Lord Saber had already focused all his attention on He Hanqing. How could he not see that He Hanqing was swaying in the air with a pained expression? At this moment, he was only about seventy to eighty feet above the ground.
This height, as long as it was a slightly accomplished martial artist, they would not pay attention to it. However, He Hanqing had already been injured repeatedly. He was already exhausted and his mind was not in a good state. If he were to fall like this, he would only fall into a pool of mud.
Venerable Lord Saber was also aware of this. With a long howl, his body sped up again. With a swoosh, he appeared behind He Hanqing like an illusion and stretched out his hand to grab him.
With a swoosh, he had already grabbed He Hanqing's sleeveless shirt. However, He Hanqing could not even circulate his cultivation base at this moment. Falling from a high altitude with a weight of more than a hundred catties, the violent falling force caused Venerable Lord Saber's body to lose its balance in mid-air and fall with him.
Poof!
Both of Venerable Lord Saber's feet desperately stomped on the trunk of a big tree below. Using this as leverage, the saber light shone again, bringing He Hanqing with it. With a buzz, he turned into a ray of saber light that shocked the heavens and rushed towards the distance.
There was no hope of turning the tables in today's battle, especially when He Hanqing had no combat power to speak of. If he did not leave quickly, he might even lose his life here.
The best thing to do now was to leave.
As far as the eye could see, there was a forest in front of them. However, as long as they got out of this forest and went past the residences in front, they would reach Yutang's city wall!
As long as they got out of the city wall, even if the Concourse of the Underworld had thousands of troops and horses, they would not be able to stop him from leaving with He Hanqing!
He Hanqing absolutely could not die.
Venerable Lord Saber was determined. The saber in his hand waved continuously. The speed of the saber light became faster and faster, leaving all the pursuers far behind. It was hard to catch up with him.
Emperor Song could not help but let out a sigh as he watched the saber light fly away like a meteor.
He would never be able to catch up!
The ultimate strength of the Four Seasons Tower's Venerable Lord Saber was indeed above his own …
Fortunately, they had mobilized all their manpower this time around, which was why they could achieve such a result.
If they had followed the original plan and only sent three or four people to kill He Hanqing, it was not necessary to say whether they would succeed or not in the face of an unexpected variable like Venerable Lord Saber. Perhaps some of the brothers who came would not be able to return …
Fortunately, all the brothers had to contribute in this matter, in order to achieve full success …
As the saying went, one could see the general trend from a small clue. The true strength of the Four Seasons Tower was probably still above the highest limit of their assessment. They had to be more careful when they met in the future!
Wei Xinglu snorted and stopped his pursuit. His eyes looked at the direction where the saber light had left, his heart was filled with a strong sense of unwillingness.
He did not expect that He Hanqing would still escape with such an opportunity.
The Empire of Yutang was indeed not lacking in experts!
It was just that the strength of this strange swordsman who used a saber was far above his own. If it were not for the other pursuers, this opportunity to kill him would have become a fatal trap instead. The crisis was only a snap of the fingers!
With a whistling sound, the huge body of the black eagle landed. Wei Xinglu leaped up and only breathed a sigh of relief when he was back on the eagle's back.
Looking at the few people with gloomy faces, he knew who they were without even thinking.
The people of the Concourse of the Underworld.
Assassins.
Moreover, it was the top assassin organization in the Tianxuan Continent!
Someone must have hired the Concourse of the Underworld to kill He Hanqing.
Although everyone's goal was the same, the Concourse of the Underworld was an assassin organization. It was not worthwhile for him to make friends with the other party, so it was better for him to leave first.
On the eagle's back, he cupped his fists and said, "I have the intention to kill the thief, but have no intention of joining hands. There is no need to talk too much about it. The mountains are high and the rivers are long, we shall meet again someday."
Before his voice died away, the black eagle flapped its wings and soared into the sea of clouds with a long cry. In the blink of an eye, it had already disappeared without a trace.
It was not until he had reached the sea of clouds that Wei Xinglu remembered something.
The place where he had fished was too far away from where He Hanqing was. But he had heard it at that time... What was going on? His hearing ability was far from being that good!
This matter … was really strange.
Emperor Song and the others were all baffled by this sudden helper, their eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets.
What was going on with this guy who had suddenly appeared?
There was actually someone who interfered in this business?
If it wasn't for the School of Spring and Autumn's interference, it would have been even more difficult to kill He Hanqing. Although he still couldn't kill He Hanqing, he still owed that person a favor. After all, if it wasn't for him, He Hanqing would have escaped earlier and wouldn't have suffered such heavy injuries!
Also, how many people had the person who bought He Hanqing's life sent to kill He Hanqing? He had even invited the people from the School of Spring and Autumn. It had to be said that the person was really resourceful...
In the blink of an eye, Venerable Lord Saber had already brought He Hanqing over the city wall like a whirlwind.
The troops stationed below did not notice anything unusual at all. Both of them had already gone to the sky outside the city.
Venerable Lord Saber finally breathed a sigh of relief.
They had left the city!
At this point, the sea was wide enough for the fish to leap, and the sky was high enough for the birds to fly!
Next, he had to find a place to rest before he brought He Hanqing back. If he were to delay for a few more days, even if this old man did not die, his cultivation base would definitely be crippled!
However, just as Venerable Lord Saber breathed a sigh of relief, a white shadow suddenly rose from the night in front of him, saying, "Today, I'm finally going to finish this matter... It has not been easy!"
Venerable Lord Saber had a bad feeling in his heart and shouted, "Who is it? Get lost! "
However, the white shadow laughed and said, "Get lost, you motherf * cker! Leave He Hanqing here! "
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