"So it's you, Venerated Ming!" Song Qingshu finally understood why he hadn't seen Venerated Ming for a long time and why the old man from the mountain was with Khubilai. So Venerated Ming had become Khubilai!
Previously, he was wondering why Jinlun Fawang, Nimoxing, and the other experts that Khubilai trusted for a long time would stay in Goryeo and not take them with him. He was probably worried that these people who knew him would notice the change in Khubilai.
Also, the Mongolian Imperial Tutor Ba Siba had died during the invasion of Dongying. At the time, he thought that it was because the battle was too intense, but now that he thought about it, Venerated Ming must have played a part in it.
After all, Ba Siba and the others were highly respected in Mongolia and were very familiar with Khubilai and the other higher-ups.
Even though they were enemies, Song Qingshu admired Venerated Ming. He had stirred up a storm in Mongolia all by himself and had actually succeeded in replacing Khubilai.
There were many powerful Mongolians, including quite a few Grandmasters. In the end, Song Qingshu managed to get rid of all the obstacles in his way. Now that he had successfully taken over Khubilai, and with the deaths of Temujin and Ali Buge, he should be able to succeed to the position of Great Khan.
If it wasn't for him, Venerated Ming would've succeeded already.
Song QingShu had thought that it was already shocking enough for him to replace Kangxi, but compared to Revered Ming, it was nothing. In all fairness, the difficulty of him replacing Kangxi was far less than the difficulty of Revered Ming seizing the foundation of Mongolia.
But now that he had taken over Khubilai, he had obviously given up on Zhang Wuji's body. Where was Zhang Wuji now? Was he dead or in a vegetative state? Or would he regain consciousness?
He suddenly felt lucky that he had given Priest Baishan and Leader Jin Gang the Three Corpses Brain Pill. If they hadn't betrayed him, he would've been the one to be killed when he approached Khubilai unprepared.
In just a short period of time, Venerated Ming had already sucked Daoist Priest Hundred Damages dry. He tossed the corpses of Daoist Priest Hundred Damages and Sect Master Vajra on the ground. When he looked at Song QingShu, his eyes were filled with rage. "Song, you're really my lifelong enemy. You've already ruined my plans in the Chinese plains, and this time, when I finally succeeded in my plans in Mongolia, everything was ruined because of you."
How could he not be angry? After all, he had ambushed the Tongtian Shaman and had secretly gotten rid of Temujin's trusted aides. In Goryeo, he had used the Grand Master Cai Lin to get rid of the last obstacle to the Mongolians – the Evil Master Pang Ban. He had seen him conquer Dong Ying under the new identity of Khubilai. When he returned to Mongolia, he would be the ruler of the world.
Who would have thought that their main force would be annihilated by Song QingShu at the Strait of Tsushima? More importantly, his identity had been exposed. He had already noticed that many Mongolian warriors were looking at him with bewilderment in their eyes. Only the old man of the mountain and the many Precious Tree Kings under his command could be considered reliable.
'Hmph, in for a penny, in for a pound, in for a pound, in for a pound. All the Mongolians here have to die, and there aren't many of them left anyway. As for the people on Song QingShu's side, the Mongolian headquarters might not believe their words.
Right now, Song Qingshu didn't have time to reply because he realized a serious problem. Now that Venerated Ming had absorbed the power of three Grandmasters, his inner force must have become terrifying. More importantly, there were also two Japanese Sword Saints. If he wasn't careful, he might turn from the hunter to the hunted.
Therefore, he had to get rid of these two Japanese Sword Saints as soon as possible so that they wouldn't have the chance to form a joint attack.
However, be it Uizumi Shintsuna or Tsukasa Suzuhara, although they couldn't compare to Temujin or the Sweeper Monk, they were all Grandmasters. Moreover, Japanese martial arts had their own style, and their swordsmanship was unpredictable. For a moment, Song Qingshu didn't know what to do.
At this moment, Venerated Ming seemed to have realized this as well. He laughed and said, "Song Qingshu, although my army has been wiped out by you this time, as long as I can kill you, the world will be mine!"
After saying that, he flew over, planning to join forces with the two Japanese Sword Saints to kill Song Qingshu as soon as possible to prevent any unforeseen events from happening.
At this moment, a delicate shout rang out. A green silhouette blocked his path. She held the Dog Beating Stick in her hand and used the Entanglement Formula, trying to stop him for a moment.
"Rong 'er!" Song Qingshu was shocked. Why did she suddenly appear? How could she be a match for a Grandmaster?
As expected, the exquisite Dog Beating Stick Technique could not even withstand a single blow from Venerated Ming. With a casual palm, he broke the Dog Beating Stick in her hand into two.
His other hand instantly grabbed her throat. Just as he was about to twist her neck, he suddenly saw Huang Rong's bright and beautiful face. The tender feeling of her skin came from his palm. Venerated Ming's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly felt that it was a pity to kill such a beautiful woman just like that.
Previously, when he was in Zhang Wuji's body, he didn't know what was going on, but he couldn't get close to women. He had been holding it in for a long time. This time, he was willing to take the risk to take over Hu Bilie's body again because he couldn't have sex in his previous body.
It was too much of a pity to kill such a beautiful woman just like that. 'I'll slowly enjoy her after I kill that Song Qingshu.'
As soon as this thought appeared, Venerated Ming changed his twist to a slap. He pressed his palm on Huang Rong's shoulder. Huang Rong felt her body go limp, and then she could no longer stand and fell to the ground.
"Rong 'er!"
Huang Yaoshi's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. He had already rushed over. First, he used the Divine Flicking Finger to shoot at Venerated Ming's acupoints. At the same time, he used the Mysterious Nine Turns Technique. He was prepared to use this technique against the other four masters in the third Sword Meet of Mount Hua.
However, Venerated Ming now had the power of three Grandmasters. With a casual wave of his hand, he swept aside the pebble shot by Huang Yaoshi's Divine Flicking Finger. Then, he used his other hand to slap Huang Yaoshi's chest. No matter what Huang Yaoshi did to block it, he couldn't stop this slap.
Huang Yaoshi coughed up blood. If he hadn't experienced the battle of Mount Wu Dang and learned a lot from the battle between Grandmasters, this slap would have taken his life.
Venerated Ming didn't have any tender feelings for the old man in front of him. Just as he was about to end Eastern Heretic's life, a cold light came from the side. Even Venerated Ming had to dodge it.
"Good swordsmanship!" Seeing Xiao Longnu's Dual Sword Harmony attack, Revered Ming secretly sighed in admiration. If it was a Martial Grandmaster who used the Dual Sword Harmony, even he would have a hard time dealing with such an exquisite sword technique. However, his opponent's internal energy was far too weak. Naturally, he would not be like Jinlun Fawang and foolishly compete with his opponent's techniques. Instead, he would use his internal energy to win.
Amidst the flashing shadows of the sword, Xiao Longnu's palm landed on the body of his opponent's sword. Xiao Longnu let out a soft cry as she felt a huge force coming from her palm. She could no longer hold the sword in her hand and lost one of her swords. The combination of the two swords was broken immediately.
Looking at Xiao Longnu's flawless face, Revered Ming thought that this girl's beauty was no less than Zhao Min's and Zhou Zhiruo's. Hmph, the one with the surname Song, you stole so many of my women. This time, all your women will be mine.
Venerated Ming had been using the identity of Zhang Wuji for so long that many of his ways of thinking still couldn't escape from Zhang Wuji's shadow.
Just as he was about to subdue Xiao Long Nu, another shout came from behind him. Another sword aura pierced towards him. Venerated Ming turned around and saw who it was. He couldn't help but laugh, "Lady Jin, I thought it was a pity that I let you escape. I didn't think that you would come to me on your own."
Jin Bingyun's face was full of anger, "Venerated Ming, you plotted against my teacher. Today, I will take revenge for him!"
Venerated Ming laughed, "Pang Ban has been cultivating his Dao Heart for a long time. He carefully cultivated a demonic medium like you. It's a pity that he didn't have the chance to enjoy you. Now that I look at it, it was all for me. Not only did he give me his vast power, he also gave me his beloved woman. Speaking of which, I'm really embarrassed."
"Shameless!" Even though Jin Bingyun's heart was cold, she was so angry that her face turned red. She unleashed 120% of the martial arts that Pang Ban had taught her.
However, it was a pity that Revered Ming had already grabbed her wrist and was about to press on the soft acupoint on her waist.
"Give me back my teacher's life!" At this moment, the Fu sisters stabbed towards him from the left and right. They were all Great Grandmasters. Even though their power was still lacking, their attainments in martial arts far surpassed that of ordinary people.
The Fu sisters attacked hatefully. Their coordination was impeccable, and they unleashed the power of the Bright Sword Technique to its fullest.
Venerated Ming could only temporarily give up on taking advantage of Jin Bingyun. Instead, he used the Heaven and Earth Great Shift to change the direction of the Fu sisters' swords, causing them to stab towards each other.
Of course, he purposely held back. He didn't let the two ladies' swords point at each other's vital parts. After all, be it Fu Junyi or Fu Junyu, they were all one-in-a-million beauties. They were the national treasures of the entire Gao Li Country.
'Looks like the heavens are trying to make up for my hardships of being a vegetarian all these years. They've sent me so many beauties at once. Hahaha, I want all of them!'
The Fu sisters were all injured.
At this moment, Ah Jiu and Xia Qingqing also rushed over with their swords in hand. The two ladies' martial arts were not bad, and they often dual cultivated with Song Qingshu and received his guidance. Especially Ah Jiu, her current combat power was not inferior to that of a Grandmaster.
At this moment, Xiao Long Nu picked up a new sword and rushed over. Together with the Heaven's Fate Cult's leader, Dan Yuru, and Jin Bingyun, who had regained her senses, even the Fu sisters continued to attack. Venerated Ming couldn't help but be shocked and angry. Actually, with his skills, it wouldn't be a problem for him to deal with these women. However, these women's martial arts were not weak. It would take some time to completely subdue them. It would be troublesome if Song Qingshu was freed up.
'What is this bastard Huo Shan doing? Why isn't he coming over to help?'
Venerated Ming scanned the battlefield from the corner of his eyes. He was shocked to find that Huo Shan and the Twelve Precious Tree Kings were being cut up by a yellow-robed woman with green feathers. They had fallen into a predicament of fighting their own battles. How could they find the time to help him?
How could he not recognize Huo Qingtong? He was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. In his heart, Huo Qingtong was his fiancée. Although he hadn't heard from her recently, why did she run over to help another man to deal with him?
On the other side, Song Qingshu's face was as dark as still water. He was very clear about the situation over there, but he also knew that it was useless to worry. The only thing he could do now was to finish off the two enemies in front of him as soon as possible.
If others knew what he was thinking, they would probably think he was crazy. It had to be known that when a martial grandmaster fought two against one, it was always a sure-win situation. The one who was alone didn't have to consider how to win, but whether or not he could escape with his life.
After all, even someone as powerful as the Sweeping Monk had fallen under the joint attack of Patriarch Sunflower and Lin Chaoying.
Right now, the two Japanese Sword Sages were obviously thinking the same thing. Uizumi Shintsuna said, "Song-san, you're the person with the best martial arts we've ever seen in our lives. You're actually not at a disadvantage even under the joint attack of me and Mizuhara. It's really admirable."
Mizuhara Busuchuan nodded and said, "That's right. All these years, when Uizumi and I were in Japan, almost no one was qualified to make us use a second move, let alone the two of us joining forces."
Song Qingshu snorted coldly, "Don't talk so much nonsense. If you want to fight, then hurry up and fight. Is that all you're capable of? To think that you're qualified to be called Sword Sages with such sloppy and ordinary sword techniques. It can be seen that the Japanese are really lacking in talent."
The two of them were stunned and said angrily, "We respect you as a hero. Since that's the case, we'll use our strongest move to send you on your way!"
"Shinin Style, One Flash!"
Uizumi Shintsuna jumped out of the battle while Mizuhara Busuchuan was holding his opponent back. He held his sword with both hands, and his aura suddenly changed.
Shinin Style had three ultimate moves, the Killing Blade, the Living Sword, and the Bladeless Takedown.
However, regardless of whether it was the Living Sword or the Bladeless Takedown, it was usually used to crush other experts. Against a grandmaster, one still had to rely on his Killing Blade.
His figure suddenly became blurry. Then, one became two, two became four, four became eight … The split figures surrounded Song Qingshu in the center, forming a circle.
Huo Qingtong, who was commanding the troops not far away, had a change in expression because she could feel that the other party's figure was not an illusion, but a real existence. She did not know how he did it. One Sword Sage was already so powerful. Now that there were so many Sword Sages, how could Brother Song deal with them?
"The Shinin Style's Killing Blade really lives up to its name!" Mizuhara Busuchuan muttered, "Let this arrogant guy from the Central Plains witness the ultimate move of our Shinin Style."
"Secret Sword-First Tachi!"
With a leap, he descended from the sky. The sword in his hand instantly turned into countless sword shadows. It was like a torrential rain, but also like the sun shining, making it impossible for anyone to dodge.
Uizumi Shintsuna's ultimate move attacked from all directions, while Mizuhara Busuchuan's ultimate move sealed the only exit from the sky. Seeing that Song Qingshu was about to fall before the two's powerful ultimate moves, the people not far away were all shocked.
Song Qingshu sighed. "Wouldn't it have been better if you had used your full strength earlier?"
The two opponents were two grandmasters, both of whom had experienced hundreds of battles and had rich combat experience. If they were to fight seriously, it would take dozens or even hundreds of moves to determine the victor. However, he was worried about the safety of the women, so how could he wait that long?
Therefore, he had deliberately provoked them with words. Originally, the two Sword Sages would not fall for such a provocation so easily. However, the other party had directly escalated to the point of looking down on the Japanese pugilistic world, and the Japanese could be said to have a love-hate relationship with the Central Plains.
Therefore, the two of them fell for the trap. When they felt that the time was right, they joined forces to use their full strength, wanting to clear the name of the Japanese pugilistic world.
Suddenly, a shocking Sword Qi rose in the field. A Sword Qi that was dozens of meters long soared into the sky, and the Sword Qi in the two's hands instantly dimmed.
The two figures fell to the ground in defeat. Song Qingshu slowly walked out and said indifferently, "Do you think you're worthy of being called Sword Sages?"
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He felt that tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow at the latest, would be the end of the battle.
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