The ghostly figure was startled and quickly turned back. His movement seemed to ignore inertia and attracted the attention of all the masters.
"Master Li's qinggong is amazing." Na Chen couldn't help but praise. Even Temujin respected Li Chimei, so it was not wrong for him to call him master.
Chabi nodded his head, curiously sizing up the person in front of Guo Jing: "I wonder who the other person is."
Li Chimei also had the same doubts. He looked at the figure in front of him. "Your kung fu is definitely not that of Nameless. Who are you?"
Song Qingshu's heart sank. Since Li Chimei had appeared, Temujin must not be far away. If he made any mistakes today, he would probably die here.
He ignored Li Chimei's words. With a wave of his finger, a nearby sword flew up and floated in the air. With a light flick, the sword shot toward Li Chimei so fast that it was almost invisible.
Li Chimei was shocked and hurriedly used the Art of Heavenly Charm. His whole body flickered, appearing and disappearing in different directions in an attempt to escape the attack of the sword. But no matter how he changed directions or how he jumped, the sword was like a maggot in his bones, always behind him.
His heart sank. How could he not see that his opponent's level was higher than his? He knew that he couldn't hide, so he had to use all his kung fu to block the sword.
He formed a ball of purple energy between his hands in front of him. When the sword rushed toward him, his whole body shook. His handsome face first blushed, then became extremely pale.
The kung fu he practiced was Yin energy, so he rarely sweated. But now, beads of sweat were dripping from his temples. He had already used all his kung fu, but the sword was still moving forward inch by inch. It was about to completely break through the purple energy in his hands.
"My life is over!" Li Chimei closed his eyes in despair.
At this moment, a lotus imprint appeared and bombarded the side of the sword. The sword slightly deviated and slid past Li Chimei's body, cutting a section of his sleeve and revealing his arm that was fairer than a woman's.
"Thank you, Imperial Preceptor." Li Chimei thanked the monk beside him with lingering fear.
Ba Siba looked at his red palm and couldn't help but sigh. "I'm afraid it's a Grandmaster."
Li Chimei nodded in agreement. She subconsciously looked at the person just now, but found that she had lost sight of him.
At this time, Song QingShu had already appeared next to Na Chen and Cha Bi. To catch bandits, first catch the ringleader. This was a principle that even children knew, so how could he not know? The soldiers along the way could not stop him at all. The experts beside the two hurriedly tried to stop him, but they were all destroyed by his Sword Qi.
There was only one last line of defense left between the two of them. A beautiful woman in white held a sword and stabbed towards him. Even though she knew she couldn't block it, her sword was filled with determination. She didn't care about her own life at all and only wanted to injure her opponent.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel annoyed. Jin Bingyun looked so gentle and quiet. How could she fight like a mad dog?
In the end, he couldn't bring himself to destroy a flower. He flicked the sword in her hand away with a finger and slapped her to the side. Then, he grabbed Na Chen and Chabi's shoulders with both hands.
Then, he grabbed Na Chen and Chabi's shoulders. At this moment, a gentle and mellow voice said, "Why make things difficult for the younger generation? Try it with me."
Song Qingshu suddenly felt that there was something strange between heaven and earth. It was as if several mountains were pressing down on him. The pressure made it hard for him to breathe. 56
He knew that this was not an illusion. Someone was attacking him with mental power. This attack was different from Old Man Wu Sun's. Old Man Wu Sun created illusions, but if he really wanted to hurt someone, he would need to use real attacks.
But this attack was far more powerful and real than Old Man Wu Sun. He even had a feeling that if he didn't do anything, he would be crushed into a meat patty by this virtual mountain. It would be no different from a real mountain pressing down on him.
A golden light flashed in his eyes, and a small golden man appeared. A muffled groan came from the air.
The small golden man in Song Qingshu's eyes instantly retracted, and then rushed to a certain place.
A fist stretched out in the air. Even though it was a man's hand, it was more perfect than a woman's. It was like a work of art. The surface of the fist was as clear as jade, but it appeared simple and reserved.
Song Qingshu used his finger as a sword. The fist and the sword clashed, and the two of them separated.
The man dozens of feet away looked like a demon king. He wore a purple robe embroidered with gold, and there was not a speck of dust on it. He wore a silver cloak that reached the ground, and a three-inch wide belt was tied around his waist, revealing a section of it that was studded with gems.
His figure was extremely majestic, and his appearance was almost devilishly handsome. The thing that left a deep impression on others was his translucent skin that flickered with a dazzling luster. His long jet-black hair was parted down the middle and hung on both sides of his shoulders that were much wider than an ordinary person's. The bridge of his nose was high and straight, and his eyes were in high spirits like flashes of lightning, concealing an almost devilish charm.
"Demon Master Pang Ban?" For some reason, even though he had never seen him before, Song Qingshu immediately recognized him.
Pang Ban smiled. "I've heard that the Prince of Qi, Song Qingshu, has tender and protective feelings for the fairer sex. Today, I see that it is indeed so. With your martial arts, if you hadn't been lenient, how could Bingyun still be alive?"
"I've made a fool of myself in front of the Demon Master." Song Qingshu took off his mask. He had just defeated Chi Mei and fought Pang Ban. It was difficult for him to conceal his martial arts. Now that things had come to this, there was naturally no need to hide.
Jin Bingyun, who was not far away, hurriedly looked at him. Her beautiful eyes were filled with curiosity and surprise, sizing up this man who would definitely be entangled with her for the rest of her life.
Not only her, but everyone else also looked over. The commotion just now was too great. With two Great Grandmasters exchanging blows, it would be difficult not to attract attention.
Hou Xibai's face was filled with joy. "I was wondering why I was subdued in one move in the carriage. So it was him, hahaha." He had always been brooding over the fact that he and Alan Daren had been subdued in one move. He had doubted his life and his Taoist Heart had been shaken. Now that he knew the identity of that person, he completely relaxed.
However, he then thought of Xiao Long Nu, and a bitter expression appeared on his face. "No wonder Miss Long Nu fell in love with him."
Beside him, Princess Ya Lun heard him mumbling to himself and also looked at him curiously. "Is he the one who held me hostage? I heard that he is Princess Shao Min's sweetheart. No wonder such a proud and outstanding woman fell in love with him … "
On the other hand, Na Chen's face alternated between green and white. Thinking of the terrifying pressure that the other party had felt when he grabbed him, his legs and stomach were still trembling. This was not the most important thing. The most important thing was that his pride as a man had completely collapsed. The other party's incomparably powerful figure lingered in his mind. How could he still have the courage to pursue Zhao Min in the future?
Princess Cha Bi also blinked her eyes. Unlike Na Chen, who was on the verge of collapsing from fear, the powerful pressure just now had caused her to have an extremely shameful reaction. She did not know why she had such a reaction, and for a moment, she felt angry and embarrassed.
At this moment, Pang Ban's voice rang out again. "A fair and graceful lady is a gentleman's desire. What is there to laugh about? You have actually entered the Great Grandmaster Realm at such a young age. You have really put me to shame. It's a pity that you are destined to fall here today. "
Song Qingshu had to admit that Pang Ban's every movement, every word, and every smile were absolutely perfect. It created an incomparably evil attraction. Those who did not have a strong will would easily be intimidated by his temperament.
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