The group arrived at the Divine Dragon Island. When the followers saw Su Quan, they quickly saluted. When they were about to send someone to report to Hong Antong, Su Quan raised her hand and said, "No need, I'll go see him myself."
Although the anti-Sou trend was prevalent on the island, Su Quan's prestige was still there. These subordinates subconsciously didn't dare to disobey her order and watched as she walked to the main hall.
Along the way, Fang Yi quietly asked around but didn't see Mu Jianping. Unknowingly, the group arrived at the entrance of the main hall. Seeing Su Quan stop, Fang Yi suspiciously looked into the room.
She saw Hong Antong high up in the hall. On one side were the Blue, Black, and Red Dragon Envoys. On the other side was a person dressed like a Daoist, holding a horsetail whisk in his hand. He looked quite arrogant.
Following them were two Lamas. Their eyes shone with golden light. One could tell at a glance that they were masters. Unfortunately, one of them had already lost an arm, and the other one had a scimitar on his back. His eyes were quite ruthless and evil. Fang Yi took a glance at them and quickly looked away.
Below them was a man and a woman. The man was young and handsome while the woman was young and lively. She had a trace of nobility about her. They looked like the sons and daughters of rich families. Fang Yi didn't know why they appeared in this land of tigers and wolves.
The people in the main hall were arguing until their faces were red. When they saw Su Quan's group, they all stopped talking and looked at them. The main hall fell into a strange silence.
"I have been away from the island for several days. I didn't expect so many guests to come to the sect." Su Quan glanced around and quickly recognized everyone. That Taoist was the number one expert under Prince Bao Hong Li, True Jade. As for the two lamas, one was Sangjie, and the other was Blood Knife Ancestor. They were both first-rate experts under Prince Ali Buge of Mongolia. Hong Antong had also surrendered to Ali Buge in name, so Su Quan had met the two of them once in the past. Su Quan recognized that young man and woman, they were her father Su Yin's subordinates, the most outstanding experts of the Hidden Intelligence Bureau. They were also the Yelu Imperial Family's most outstanding young experts, Yelu Qi and Yelu Nanxian.
After the initial shock, Hong Antong had already returned to normal. He quickly laughed and said, "Madam has come back at the right time. Heroes, this is my wife. Madam, these are the world famous masters. This is True Jade …"
Before Hong Antong could finish his introduction, a cold voice rang out in the hall, "Are you my sister's husband?"
Hong Antong was stupefied. Only then did he notice Song Qingshu beside Su Quan. His expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly laughed dryly. "So it's Lord Song. What wind blew today to blow Your Excellency over as well?" He was both surprised and delighted. He was surprised that he did not receive any news in advance, so he was not prepared at all. He was delighted that Song Qingshu had walked right into his trap. The Divine Dragon Island was his territory. This time, he could seize the opportunity to get rid of this big trouble.
Who would have thought that Song Qingshu would not pay attention to him? Instead, he muttered to himself, "Other than me, there is no one who can be Jiejie's man." As soon as his voice fell, he pounced toward Hong Antong like an arrow leaving the bow.
Among the people present, the Five Dragon Envoys could be considered as first-class masters in the Divine Dragon Cult, but in the entire Jianghu, they were only second or third-rate masters. Their realm was too far away from Song Qingshu's group, so they were completely unable to react. However, even if they reacted, they did not intend to stop Hong Antong. On the contrary, they were happy to see Hong Antong fight to the death with the strong enemy.
Although the people on the other side had higher martial art skill, each had their own motive. Seeing Song Qingshu attacked Hong Antong without saying a word, they were even more eager to see the two of them injure each other; hence, they did not make a move to stop him.
Seeing this, Su Quan was anxious; she was about to speak up to stop him, but suddenly her heart was moved. If Song Qingshu killed Hong Antong this time, it would be more advantageous to her. Thereupon, she pretended to be shocked and was speechless.
Hong Antong's voice had just fallen when he discovered that the opponent's biting cold palm wind had already arrived in front of him. He could not help but hold his breath, and promptly raised his palm to meet the attack.
Hong Antong was indeed worthy of being a big shot of the underworld. Although he hastily met the enemy, his moves were not the least bit disorderly. He understood that this was the most dangerous battle in his life, so although he was panicked, he was not disorderly at all. After the initial exchange of palms, Hong Antong felt his blood and Qi churning. He knew that although the opponent was young, he did not know what kind of fortuitous encounter his opponent's martial art skill was above his own. Thereupon he no longer fought recklessly; his pair of palms flew up and down, displaying the subtlety of his moves. Step by step, he climbed up to the position of Jiaozhu in the Divine Dragon Cult, where the strong preyed on the weak. It could be said that he had been through hundreds of battles. Not to mention his martial art skill, just his combat awareness was not something ordinary martial art masters could compare with.
The people in the hall saw the two people's figures flying up and down, attacking and defending each other, they were all dazzled. The Divine Dragon Cult people secretly admired them, their Jiaozhu's divine skill was indeed matchless. The rest of the martial art masters were secretly thinking about how they would make their move if they were in the same situation.
The two of them had already exchanged more than a dozen moves. Hong Antong groaned inwardly. Although relying on his several decades of experience, he was barely able to fight Song Qingshu to a draw, but he understood that if they continued to fight, he would inevitably be defeated. Hastily he found an opening and raised both hands, dozens of poisonous tongues shot out from his sleeves toward Song Qingshu's body.
"Be careful!" Fang Yi had just shouted, but suddenly she was taken aback. She turned her head to look at Su Quan by her side. Turned out Su Quan was also shouting the same two words as her.
The people in the hall, including Hong Antong, thought that Su Quan was warning them to be careful, but Fang Yi knew that the other party was worried about Song Qingshu; momentarily she could not help staring blankly on the spot.
Noticing Fang Yi's gaze, a rare captivating blush flashed across Su Quan's face. She glared at Fang Yi and said, "What are you looking at? If you look at me again, I will gouge out your eyes. "
Seeing the overwhelming number of poisonous snakes, Song Qingshu could not help but be startled. Promptly he sent out a dense palm energy in front of his body. As soon as the poisonous snakes collided with this wall of air, their bodies exploded one after another. Song Qingshu had just breathed a sigh of relief, but to his horror, he discovered that although several of the poisonous snakes' bodies had exploded into bloody foam, leaving only their heads, they did not stop at all, they still stretched out their ferocious fangs to bite his body.
This was also the reason why Song Qingshu's experience was too little. Everyone in the Divine Dragon Cult knew that even if a poisonous snake's head was chopped into two pieces, it would still bite people. However, Song Qingshu did not know that snakes had this habit, therefore, he was careless and suffered a hidden loss.
Seeing that the distance between them was so close, the rest of the experts in the hall all thought that Song Qingshu would not be able to escape the fate of being poisoned to death. In their hearts, they could not help but despise Hong Antong's sneak attack. But then they thought, in a life and death struggle, martial art was also used to kill, poisonous snakes were also used to kill, what was the difference? Not to mention, everyone here was Song Qingshu's enemy, they were all happy to see Song Qingshu bitten to death by these poisonous snakes.
A sharp light flashed in Song Qingshu's eyes, just as he was about to use the [Traceless Sand] to dodge, he heard several muffled 'sou sou' noises, the snakes' heads in front of him were hit by some unknown hidden weapon, falling to the side.
Everyone's gaze shifted to the woman sitting below, it was Princess Liao, Yelu Nanxian. Noticing everyone's gazes, Yelu Nanxian nonchalantly clapped her hands, "What are you all looking at? In a martial arts competition, one should rely on one's true ability, this young miss hates this kind of sneak attack the most."
Everyone saw her put down the melon seeds, only then did they understand that she had actually infused her internal energy into the melon seeds, launching later but arriving first, accurately cutting off all the snakes' heads. This level of accuracy and internal energy shocked the experts from the other sects, thinking to themselves, 'How old is she, and yet she's already this good, in a few years, I'm afraid there won't be many opponents in this world who are her match.'
Yelu Qi couldn't help but shake his head with a bitter smile, this cousin of his had always been fearless, she only did things according to her whims. He originally wanted to tell Yelu Nanxian that this was a battle against an enemy, she only wanted to kill her opponent, there was no need to care about Jianghu's rules. But then he suddenly remembered that his martial arts weren't as high as hers, if he said that, he would definitely be rebuked by her, at that time he would be speechless and lose face for the Great Liao royal family.
Hong Antong had already taken this opportunity to distance himself from Song Qingshu, silently calling her a little slut. But Liao was a Mongolian vassal, in theory they were his allies, so it wasn't appropriate for him to reprimand her, he could only say to Song Qingshu, "Although this Seat and Official Song had some enmity, it wasn't a deep grudge, why must we fight to the death?"
Song Qingshu foolishly replied, "Elder sister's man can only be me, you want to be her husband, of course you're seeking death."
The scene immediately became silent, everyone knew that the elder sister he was talking about was Su Quan, the expressions of the people in the Sect were extremely interesting, the other outsiders were more than happy to watch the show. True Jade Ancestor, Blood Knife Ancestor, and the others all recognized Song Qingshu, although they felt that he was a little … a little more stupid than they remembered, they didn't think much of it.
Hong Antong's face turned green and white, if there was any disciple that dared to be so rude to Su Quan, he would have already thrown them into the snake cave and let them suffer the poison of the five-colored dragon. But Song Qingshu's martial arts were too strong, it took him a lot of effort to stop, how could he dare to fight again?
Song Qingshu didn't pay attention to him, he walked in front of Yelu Nanxian, staring blankly at the young girl in a warrior's attire.
Yelu Nanxian felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, she casually waved her hand, "If you want to thank me, there's no need, it's just that I've always admired people with great martial arts, I couldn't bear to see a young master die in the snake's kiss."
Song Qingshu looked at her with a strange expression, he murmured, "Miss, have we met before?"
Yelu Nanxian thought about the time when she was secretly spying on him in Shengjing, he coincidentally broke into her room. Hearing him mention this matter, she was secretly relieved, 'This little pervert doesn't seem to be stupid.'
Unfortunately, before she finished thinking, Song Qingshu continued, "Forget it, I've seen at least eight hundred, if not a thousand beautiful women in my life, maybe she's a lover from a brothel, there's no need to ask for a name in a sex trade."
Yelu Nanxian slammed the table, about to explode, but Song Qingshu continued, "I came here to tell you, who asked you to save me just now, do you think I can't escape?"
Yelu Nanxian angrily said, "Just think of it as my dirty hands!"
Song Qingshu laughed, his eyes looking up at the sky, "Of course, my martial arts are number one in the world, a mere snake's head, of course I can escape."
Yelu Nanxian was originally angry, but hearing him say this, she calmed down, she thought, 'This time he doesn't seem to be very smart, saying that he's number one in the world, how could he dare to say something like that?'
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