"Eh?" Seeing his opponent's body turn purple, Song Qingshu's first thought was that it was the Huashan Sect's Violet Sun Divine Art. However, he quickly denied this guess. The Violet Sun Divine Art was relatively moderate and peaceful, while the other party's technique was much more domineering.
Zhong Zhongyou's attacks were relentless, and the shockwaves from his punches and kicks could turn the nearby tables and chairs into dust. Song Qingshu could only keep dodging.
Seeing Zhong Zhongyou's majestic appearance and how he seemed to have the upper hand, the members of the Heavenly Fate Sect couldn't help but cheer for him.
On the other hand, Madam Duanmu and the princess looked at the scene worriedly, afraid that something would happen to Song Qingshu.
Zhong Zhongyou, on the other hand, was overjoyed. He had really been scaring himself earlier. Although this mysterious person's martial arts were high, it wasn't at an unimaginable level. He had just injured several experts, so his Vital Qi must have been greatly depleted. He was probably no longer a match for me.
Thinking of this, Zhong Zhongyou's attacks became even more ferocious. He displayed 120% of his usual strength with the Seventy-two Forms of the Demonic Hands. Beside him, the Soul-Stealing Spike in Suryan's hand was also extremely strange. He attacked the other party's vital points from various strange angles.
At this moment, Song Qingshu was secretly amazed. The martial arts of the Demonic Sect were truly mystical. Although he didn't know that the other party's attack technique was the Seventy-two Forms of the Demonic Hands, he could still tell that it was an extremely profound martial art.
Compared to the orthodox martial arts that were upright and peaceful, with a trace of mercy hidden everywhere, the seventy-two forms of the Sky Demon Hand were much more ruthless. Every form and every form paid particular attention to how to hit the enemy's vital points in the fastest and most effortless way.
Both types of martial arts had their own advantages. The Demonic Sect's martial arts took effect quickly at the beginning, so in the first thirty years, they would often be far more powerful than the orthodox disciples. However, after a few decades, when both sides' skills reached a certain level, the Demonic Sect's vicious and merciless attacks would cause the rotation between moves to be less perfect, making it easier for others to take advantage of it.
Of course, how many thirty years were there in a person's life? To be honest, the Demonic Sect's martial arts were probably more effective for most ordinary people.
With Song Qingshu's cultivation, he was naturally able to detect the weaknesses in his opponent's moves. Of course, the so-called weaknesses were relative and usually disappeared in a flash. Even a Grandmaster would find it difficult to take the opportunity to injure his opponent.
Zhong Zhongyou had been immersed in this martial art for several decades, so he was naturally aware of its strengths and weaknesses. How could it be so easily countered? His internal energy was profound and his innate talent was extraordinary. He had even practiced the seventy-two styles of the Sky Demon Hand to the level of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms' Arrogant Dragon Repenting.
As Song QingShu moved and dodged, he guided his opponent to completely display his martial arts. Comparatively speaking, Leng Yan's skills were much weaker, but from his circulation techniques and moves, it could be seen that he cultivated an extremely high level of martial arts.
After exchanging blows for a while, Song Qingshu's heart stirred. Although their martial arts seem to be different, their origins seem to be somewhat similar.
After exchanging blows for a while, a thought appeared in Song Qingshu's mind. In truth, during the Western Han Dynasty, after Emperor Wu of Han implemented the policy of respecting Confucianism alone, the first evil cult's Sacred Ruler, Sky Demon Cang Qu, collected all sorts of strange books. In the end, he got rid of the weeds and kept the essence, which was the ten scrolls of Sky Demon Slip.
He could vaguely remember the supreme classic of the evil cult — Sky Demon Slip. The evil cult had never been united, and later on, they split into two factions and the Six Paths. Each faction obtained a part of Sky Demon Slip.
Since Sky Demon Slip was vast and cryptic, each faction's understanding of it was different, which led to the sects developing completely different divine arts and techniques. It was just like Sunflower Manual. In the past, two elites of Mount Hua Sect had different understandings of it, and in the end, the sect split into Qi Sect and Sword Sect.
With Song Qingshu's current cultivation realm, he looked at things from the source. After exchanging blows, he noticed that Dan Yuru, Zhong Zhongyou, and Leng Yan's martial arts seemed to be somewhat related.
When he thought about it, he felt that his martial arts seemed to be similar to hers when he fought against Nian Liandan.
Up to this point, he had already experienced the ultimate techniques of Flowers Faction, Yin Weed Faction, and Demon Face Sect. Leng Yan's master was Pang Ban's disciple, and Pang Ban was Demon Face Sect's disciple.
When he noticed that Zhong Zhongyou and Leng Yan's attacks were starting to repeat, Song Qingshu knew that it was about time, and he stopped trying to test their strength.
Zhong Zhongyou and Leng Yan immediately sensed the change in the situation, and they were incredibly shocked. 'Why isn't the other party's martial arts showing any signs of weakening? In fact, he's even getting stronger?'
However, the people outside did not know about their situation, and they thought that the two of them had the upper hand.
"We'll help you!" The madam and princess shouted at the same time and swung the longswords in their hands to attack. The other elites from Heavenly Fate Cult tried to stop them, and the other people from the Dual Cultivation Mansion also went up to them. Dan Yuru was recovering her breathing, and the other elites were either dead or injured. There was no way they could stop the mother and daughter.
By the side, Wanyan Zhongjie could not help but purse his lips and snort softly. "These two women sure know how to seize opportunities."
Zhong Zhongyou and Leng Yan were already struggling to hold on. When they saw the madam and daughter rushing over, they groaned in their hearts.
"Evil Buddha, hold him back for a while. I'll return to Devil Master Palace to call for reinforcements!" Leng Yan suddenly made a feint and jumped out of the battle circle. He did not even look back as he ran outside.
Zhong Zhongyou was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He cursed in his heart. The people from Devil Master Palace were very far away, and by the time they arrived, he would already be dead. This b * stard had actually sold him out first!
It turned out that he had the same idea as Leng Yan just now, but he could not bring himself to do it in front of so many people. Just as he was hesitating, Leng Yan unexpectedly made the first move to gain the upper hand.
Song Qingshu took advantage of the moment when Zhong Zhongyou was distracted to directly hit his chest with his palm. Zhong Youxian spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward.
Originally, with Zhong Zhongyou's martial arts, it would take him some effort to defeat him. He did not expect Zhong Zhongyou to lose his footing, and he was instantly defeated.
However, Song QingShu frowned at this moment. It was a little too abnormal for Zhong Zhongyou to spit out blood. Zhong Zhongyou did not stop at all. He directly broke through the window, and as if a miracle had happened, he suddenly accelerated, flying straight into the distance like a shooting star.
"Sky Demon Escape!" Beside him, Dan Yuru's beautiful face turned pale. She did not expect Zhong Zhongyou to be so decisive. It should be known that the Sky Demon Escape was a life-saving technique that only a few of the top figures in the Devil Sect knew. It was extremely domineering because it would consume one's essence!
This secret technique allowed one to escape at an extremely fast speed. One had to maintain running for 50 kilometers without stopping midway. Furthermore, one had to follow a straight line to escape. Otherwise, one's True Essence would stop, and they would immediately fall to the ground and die.
Although Song Qingshu did not know about the Sky Demon Escape, he thought that it was similar to the Burning Blood Technique of the Sun Moon Sect. Both allowed one to explode one's potential for a short period of time, but after that, one's life would be damaged.
Should I go after Zhong Zhongyou and Leng Yan, or stay here to deal with the experts from the Heaven Sect? Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment. Zhong Zhongyou's martial arts were the highest, but there were even more experts left in the inn.
These people were the claws of the Mongolians, and many of them were top-notch experts. Even with the strength of the Mongolians, it was not easy to gather so many experts. It was good to take this opportunity to weaken the Mongolians.
At this moment, a whistling arrow suddenly rose in the distant sky. His expression changed slightly because that was the secret signal agreed upon by the Jin Kingdom's diplomatic mission. Clearly, something unsolvable had happened there.
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