Hearing these words, Song Qingshu's eyes widened. Others might not know what this meant, but how could he not know? In his previous life, Dugu Seeking-For-Loss was a legendary figure in the Lower Realm. In this world, he had personally seen the words he carved on the mountain wall in the Valley of Divine Eagles. The sword will in those words had benefited him greatly over the years.
"Madam, you should be saved." Song Qingshu said.
Gu Ningqing murmured to herself, "Could the legend be true?" Being in Peerless City, she had naturally heard of the legend of the Dugu family. Previously, when Dugu Yifang died, Dugu Ming even went to the ancestral hall to burn incense and pray. At that time, she secretly despised this guy's actions. But now, it seemed that he really invited the ancestors?
"Madam, stay here and don't move. I'll go out and take a look." After leaving Gu Ningqing, Song Qingshu hurried out of the tent.
He discovered that there was a man standing in the distance. He was not as old as he had imagined. Instead, he looked very young. His eyebrows were like swords and his eyes were like stars. However, he was different from the usual milky-white students. There was an indescribable confidence and calmness in his eyes, as if nothing in this world could stop him.
His black cloak fluttered in the cold wind of the night, and he stood there like the sharpest sword. On the other side, Meng Chihang's pupils constricted slightly when he saw this. "Dugu Qiubai?" As an elder of the Devil Sect, he had naturally heard of the legend of this person.
"I didn't expect that there would still be people in the Jianghu who remember me." The young man smiled, then his eyes fell on him. "Was it you who killed Dugu Yifang?"
Song Qingshu was shocked. Dugu Seeking-For-Loss should be over a hundred years old. How could he be so young? However, he remembered that the Old Urchin Zhou Botong was not young either. As he grew older, many of his white hair turned black. It should be that his cultivation had reached a certain level. Coupled with his naive state of mind, he could return to his youth to a certain extent.
There were also the people from the Carefree Sect. They were obviously seventy or eighty years old, but they all looked like little girls.
This Dugu Seeking-For-Loss must have either cultivated a skill similar to the Everlasting Ageless Art, or his martial power had reached an unimaginable level. It seemed like it was the latter.
Meng Chihang was a great grandmaster after all, and he was also an overlord of the Devil Sect, so he naturally had pride in his heart. When he heard Chu Yang's question, he replied coldly, "So what if I am?"
Dugu Seeking-A-Loss sighed, "Originally, I did not intend to meddle in the affairs of the mortal world. However, I still have some unresolved ties with Peerless City. Since the son of an old friend was killed, I have to seek justice for him."
Song Qingshu's heart was thumping wildly. The swordsmanship that Dugu Ming had used back in the Western Xia did indeed have the shadow of the Dugu Seeking-For-Defeat Sword Will. It was just that there was too much of a difference in their realms. Song Qingshu had his suspicions back then, and now he had finally confirmed them.
Meng Chihang roared with laughter as well. "Open your eyes and take a look. This isn't your era anymore. Our Mongolian army has millions of soldiers, and we have countless experts under our command. How dare you come to our army camp alone? You overestimate yourself. "
Dugu Seeking-A-Loss glanced at him indifferently without getting angry. His voice was as calm as still water, as if he was talking about something that couldn't be more natural. "You attack first. Otherwise, you won't have the chance anymore."
Meng Chihang was furious. "How arrogant!" Of course, he could order the Mongolian soldiers and warriors to attack first. First, he could test the opponent's cultivation, and second, he could exhaust his strength.
But now, under the watchful eyes of so many people, he also wanted to save his face!
Moreover, as a great grandmaster, cultivation was one thing, but cultivating one's mind was equally important. Which great grandmaster didn't have absolute confidence and vigor? How could they show weakness just because of a few words from the opponent?
"Then die." Meng Chihang's pupils shrank. His psychic power turned into a solid form, and nine transparent wind blades suddenly appeared around Dugu Seeking-A-Loss. The next moment, they shot toward his body, trying to turn him into a beehive.
Earlier, when he was dealing with Dugu Yifang, a single wind blade had broken the opponent's unique skill, the Invincible Tyrannical Hand, and reaped his life without losing any momentum. Now, he had condensed nine wind blades at the same time, attacking from all directions at the same time. It was obvious that he didn't dare to underestimate his opponent.
Just when the nine wind blades were released, and the momentum was about to increase rapidly, the shadow of a sword seemed to appear above Dugu Seeking-A-Loss's head. His body didn't move at all, but the sword shadow above his head had already spun out in advance, making an extremely sharp air-piercing sound. When the nine wind blades were at their weakest point, the sword shadow shattered them into powder.
Song Qingshu seemed to have realized something. He remembered that Dugu Seeking-A-Loss's sword art always focused on offense, and never on defense. Every time, he would attack the enemy's weak point, and then, one move after another, he would drown the enemy in it.
If someone could make him withdraw his sword and defend himself, he would be overjoyed for months.
Sure enough, after Dugu Seeking-A-Loss's sword had dispersed the opponent's wind blades, he didn't give his opponent any time to breathe, and instantly slashed towards Meng Chihang.
Meng Chihang's expression changed drastically. He didn't expect that his attack would be neutralized by his opponent at the very beginning, and that the next attack would be so fast. However, he reacted quickly as well. After all, he only needed to use his psyche power, and a transparent light wall appeared in front of him.
Previously, he had only relied on this light wall to let Dugu Yifang bombard it with the Invincible Tyrannical Hand countless times, and it didn't even budge a bit. But now, he had set up three of them.
However, the previously indestructible light wall was instantly shattered into pieces by his opponent's sword, as if ice had met with fire. Then, his opponent's sword didn't stop at all, and directly broke through the three light walls, and the last sword slashed towards his opponent's forehead.
Meng Chihang's tall and big body stiffened, and he murmured in a very bitter tone, "Such an overbearing sword."
Then, a line of blood spread out from his forehead, and his pupils lost their previous luster. His whole body swayed, and he fell down from the tower. He fell heavily on the ground, and didn't have any breath left.
"He died just like that?" All the soldiers felt a chill run down their spines.
Even Song Qingshu was no exception. Although Meng Chihang wasn't considered a strong person in the Great Grandmaster realm, his method of turning his psyche power into an object was quite brilliant. Even if Song Qingshu was at his peak, it wouldn't be difficult to defeat him, but it would be very difficult to kill him in a one-on-one fight, not to mention ending his life in one move.
That sword just now, if it were me, would I be able to take it?
Song Qingshu only felt a little thirsty.
"Meng Chihang!" Tie Muzhen had just rushed over after hearing the news. He saw Meng Chihang fighting with his opponent from afar, and he was about to come over to hold the line. He thought that with two against one, and with his thousands of soldiers, his opponent would definitely die.
Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, Meng Chihang would actually die, and he was killed by his opponent in one move?
He felt a chill run down his spine. Ever since he unified Mongolia, the word "fear" had never appeared in his dictionary again. But at this moment, he felt a deep fear.
"Are you the one who brought people to destroy Peerless City?" Dugu Seeking-For-Loss shifted his gaze and looked at him quietly.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
