Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. He looked downstairs and saw two men and two women walk in. One was a monk in his fifties, dressed in plain clothes and straw shoes. His face seemed to glow, and he was obviously a super expert.
The other was a young man who looked like the son of a noble family. His face was like jade, and he had a gentle and refined temperament. He was looking at the side profile of a girl in a light pink dress beside him.
The girl's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and she looked delicate and timid. It was Wang Yuyan, whom he had met once at Mantuo Villa.
Not far away from them, a girl in black gripped the hilt of her sword and followed them in at a moderate pace. It was Mu Wanqing.
"Mahakakera, I swear on the Pure and Perfect Precept. Why is the Wisdom King angry at a little girl? Why don't you come and have a drink with me?" In his previous life, Song Qingshu had often met business partners who were cultured and believed in Buddhism, so he had spent some time researching Buddhism. That was why he was able to tell the origins of the Great Wheel Wisdom King.
Mahakakera was the Sanskrit translation of the Great Wheel Wisdom King. Jiu Mozhi had not expected that someone in Jiangnan would be able to recognize him. He raised his head and saw that it was just a youth. Puzzled, he brought Wang Yuyan and Duan Yu up. Behind him, Mu Wanqing saw Song Qingshu, and a hint of joy appeared in her eyes. But soon, she seemed to have thought of something, and her expression darkened. She followed up with a complicated expression.
"I'm dead, I'm dead! Where did such a beauty come from? If this beauty became my wife, the little emperor wouldn't be willing to trade places with me. I, Wei Xiaobao, will live shamelessly. Up to heaven and down to earth, through a forest of spears and a rain of arrows, through a mountain of knives and a pot of oil, no matter what, I must take this Miss as my wife! " The moment Wang Yuyan went upstairs, Wei Xiaobao felt as if his chest had been struck by an invisible hammer. In an instant, his mouth was dry, and he was dumbfounded.
Duan Yu immediately sensed the covetous look in Wei Xiaobao's eyes. He instinctively stood in front of Wang Yuyan, blocking her burning gaze.
Noticing his actions, Mu Wanqing's heart ached. In a fit of pique, she sat down next to Song Qingshu.
"I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon after we parted on Mount Hua." Song Qingshu turned his head to size up Mu Wanqing. The beauty's beauty had not diminished, but there was an additional hint of exhaustion on her elegant face.
"Sister Wan, do you know this young master?" Duan Yu noticed that the relationship between the two of them seemed to be a little unusual. Even though Mu Wanqing was now his biological sister, he still couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable in his heart.
"He's my husband!" When Mu Wanqing said this, everyone was shocked.
It turned out that her beloved brother had become her own brother, which had already broken Mu Wanqing's heart. On Mount Hua, when she heard that Duan Yu was caught by Jiu Mozhi in Gusu, she hurriedly went to rescue him. She did not expect that her former lover would so quickly devote all his attention to that Miss Wang.
The speed at which Duan Yu had fallen in love with someone else had caused Mu Wanqing's heart to be bitterly disappointed all along the way. Now that she saw Song Qingshu, Mu Wanqing felt a trace of warmth in her heart. Of course, these words were mostly said for Duan Yu to hear, to anger him.
Wei Xiaobao finally had a chance because he had been blocked just now.
When he looked at Mu Wanqing, he could not help but be startled. After comparing the two women back and forth, they were actually equally matched. He could not help but praise, "Brother Song, sister-in-law is really beautiful!" But in his heart, he felt that it was a pity. As brothers, they were loyal. If she was not his woman and so beautiful, he would have gotten her no matter what.
Jiu Mozhi did not have the time to watch a group of infatuated men and resentful women fighting over a man's affection. He put his palms together and said, "I wonder what advice this young master has for me?"
"In Tubo, Wisdom King used the ultimate skill of the 'Flaming Blade' to wipe out the Black Sect and shook the western frontier. What's rarer is that he has great wisdom and is proficient in Buddhism. He is a person that I have been fascinated by for a long time. How would I dare to talk about advice?" Song Qingshu smiled modestly.
Jiu Mozhi had a proud expression. If this young man had only praised his martial arts, he would not have felt anything. After all, there were not many people in the Central Plains who had seen him fight. His praise for his martial arts was most likely exaggerated. However, the young man seemed to admire his Buddhism even more. This could not be faked.
Wang Yuyan finally saw Song Qingshu. Her eyes brightened and she asked happily, "Prince Song, your injuries have been healed?"
"Thank you for your advice that day, Miss Wang. My meridians have been healed." Song Qingshu smiled kindly at her.
"So you two know each other." Jiu Mozhi snorted coldly, but he was not worried. Among the people present, the one with the braids did not seem to know martial arts. The woman standing behind him had limited martial arts. He did not take Mu Wanqing seriously either. Only this young man in front of him might be a little difficult to deal with. But considering that he was only a young man, how high could his martial arts be?
"Song Mou was greatly indebted to Miss Wang in the past. Today, seeing Miss Wang in trouble, even though my martial arts are weak, I will not just stand by and watch. If I have offended you in any way, please forgive me, Wise King." Song Qingshu did not really want to fight with him. He just wanted to take the opportunity to let Wei Xiaobao see Jiu Mozhi's martial arts. Only then would Wei Xiaobao know that what he said before was true. He could also return a favor to Wang Yuyan.
"Prince Song is handsome and has the air of a righteous man from the ancient times. I admire him. Unfortunately, I have something important to ask Miss Wang, so I will have to offend you. "Jiu Mozhi spoke in a scholarly manner. He looked like an accomplished monk.
"Brother Wei, this is the martial arts master I mentioned to you before. Take a closer look. Later, it will be up to you to convince him to join us," Song Qingshu whispered in Wei Xiaobao's ear before standing up.
Their clothes fluttered even though there was no wind, and the situation could be triggered at any moment. Somewhere thousands of miles away, a major event related to the life and death of Song Qingshu and Wei Xiaobao was happening.
Deep in the mountains of Shandong, in the main tent of the Golden Snake Camp, Yuan Chengzhi looked at the three people in the tent as if he was facing a formidable enemy. "Everyone, why have you gathered at the Golden Snake Camp?"
It was no wonder that he was nervous. One was the leader of the Dragon God Cult in Liaodong, the other was the leader of the Blood Knife Sect in Qinghai, and the last one was Sangjie, the number one martial arts master of the True Word Sect, one of the four major schools of Tantric Buddhism. All of them were first-class martial arts masters.
Although they had already sent their visiting cards in advance, they did not seem to have any evil intentions. However, the three of them coming together still made Yuan Chengzhi vigilant.
"Golden Snake King, why are you so guarded against us? Now that we have a common enemy, we are enemies, not friends." Sangjie was white and chubby, and when he smiled, there was always an illusion of a fake smile.
"Please forgive me for my ignorance. I don't understand what you mean." Yuan Chengzhi's heart moved, and he said calmly.
"Golden Snake King, why are you pretending to be confused?" Hong Antong, the leader of the Dragon God Cult, said solemnly, "We are all here for Wei Xiaobao. I heard that Wei Xiaobao's alliance to the south this time is fake. His real purpose is to deal with you."
"Originally, to deal with Wei Xiaobao, we don't need so many masters to join forces." Blood Knife Ancestor suddenly said, "A few days ago, I was about to take Wei Xiaobao's life, but who knew that a young man with high martial arts suddenly appeared next to him. Hehe." Blood Knife Ancestor looked around and said with a smile, "In my opinion, in a one-on-one fight, I'm afraid that no one here is a match for that young man. That's why I ran around, wanting to unite everyone to kill him …"
"I'm afraid that the leader of the Blood Knife Sect is exaggerating. Is that young man Xiao Feng or Zhang Wuji?" Hong Antong smiled. He obviously didn't believe it.
Yuan Chengzhi also smiled faintly in his heart. In the past few years, he had mastered the martial arts of the Mount Hua Sect, the Golden Snake Scholar, and the Iron Sword Sect. He had formed his own sect. Although his martial arts were not the best in the world, he was not inferior to anyone.
"Leader Hong, you think that your martial arts are higher than mine. You can come down and give me some advice." Blood Knife Ancestor narrowed his eyes, and the hand that was holding the blood knife tightened.
Hong Antong's white hair fluttered even though there was no wind. He smiled faintly, and his body suddenly disappeared from where he stood. His fist had already struck a major acupuncture point on Blood Knife Ancestor's chest. Although Blood Knife Ancestor was surprised by his speed, he was experienced and had long been prepared. He raised his knife.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had exchanged more than ten moves. Hong Antong's martial arts attainments were originally slightly higher than Blood Knife Ancestor's, but in reality, he could only fight to a draw. He was very depressed.
Sangjie, who was at the side, saw that the two of them were almost done fighting. He quickly jumped into the arena, and his two hands transformed into a few illusory hand seals, immediately separating the two of them.
"Humph!" Hong Antong snorted, turned around, and sat down. "Vajrayana Sect's Grand Palm Seal, it really lives up to its reputation."
Blood Knife Ancestor also put the blood knife back into his waist, and slowly sat down.
Yuan Chengzhi was shocked. He thought that if he were to deal with any one of the three, he would be able to win. If the two of them joined hands, he would at most be able to maintain a draw. If the three of them attacked at the same time, he was afraid that he could only rely on the Lightning Changes to escape.
"Blood Knife Ancestor. Is that young man really so amazing? " Yuan Chengzhi originally wanted to deal with Wei Xiaobao, but seeing that the few of them had the same goal as him, and thinking that he had no enmity with them, there was nothing wrong with joining hands.
A trace of fear appeared on Blood Knife Ancestor's face. "I have seen many martial arts masters in the martial arts world, but to be able to use an ordinary wooden sword to display exquisite swordsmanship, this is the first time I have seen." Then, he described the situation that day in detail.
The other three people were amazed, and Yuan Chengzhi was also bewildered. He thought that half of his martial arts was based on this Golden Snake Sword, and if it was replaced with an ordinary wooden sword, he was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to defeat these three people.
Having seen Blood Knife Ancestor's martial arts, everyone believed in his judgment. Yuan Chengzhi was also moved, but he still wanted to clear up some doubts in his heart. "All of you are overlords of a region, why are you working together to deal with a small Wei Xiaobao?"
Sangjie glanced at Blood Knife Great Ancestor, put his palms together, and said, "Golden Snake King, we won't hide it from you. Blood Knife School's Master and I have now pledged our allegiance to the Mongolian Seventh Imperial Grandson Ali Buge Wangye. The Wangye has been in a stalemate with the Manchurian Qing for a long time. As his subordinates, we want to share some of his burdens and get rid of the young Emperor Kangxi's right-hand man. As for Hong Jiaozhu, he has recently expressed his intention to pledge his allegiance to our Wangye. He plans to make a great contribution first before paying his respects to the Wangye …"
Hong Antong slightly nodded, but in his heart, he was secretly calculating.
"I'm afraid that Blood Knife Sect Master is exaggerating. Is that young man Xiao Feng or Zhang Wuji?" Hong Antong smiled mischievously. It was obvious that he didn't believe it.
Yuan Chengzhi also faintly smiled in his heart. In the past few years, he had mastered the martial arts of Mount Hua Sect, Golden Snake Prince, and Iron Sword Sect. He had formed his own sect. Although his martial arts were not the best in the world, he was not below anyone.
"Sect Master Hong thinks that his martial arts are higher than mine. You can come down and give me some advice." Blood Knife Ancestor's eyes narrowed, and the hand that was holding the blood knife tightened.
Hong Antong's white hair fluttered even though there was no wind. He faintly smiled, and his body suddenly disappeared from where he stood. His fist was already aimed at Blood Knife Ancestor's chest. Although Blood Knife Ancestor was surprised by his speed, he was experienced and was already prepared. He raised his knife.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had exchanged more than ten moves. Hong Antong's martial arts attainments were originally slightly higher than Blood Knife Ancestor's, but in reality, he could only fight to a draw. He was very depressed in his heart.
When Sangjie saw that the two of them were almost done fighting, he quickly jumped into the arena. His hands transformed into a few illusory hand seals, and immediately separated the two of them.
"Humph!" Hong Antong snorted, turned around, and sat down. "Vajrayana Sect's Grand Palm Seal, it really lives up to its reputation."
Blood Knife Ancestor also put the blood knife back into his waist, and slowly sat down.
Yuan Chengzhi was shocked. He thought that if he were to deal with any one of the three, he would be able to win. If the two of them joined hands, he could at most maintain a draw. If the three of them attacked at the same time, he was afraid that he could only rely on the Lightning Changes to escape.
"Blood Knife Ancestor. Is that young man really so amazing? " Yuan Chengzhi originally wanted to deal with Wei Xiaobao, but seeing that the few of them had the same goal as him, and thinking that he didn't have any enmity with them, there was nothing wrong with joining hands.
A trace of fear appeared on Blood Knife Ancestor's face. "I have seen many martial arts masters in the martial arts world, but it is the first time I have seen someone who can use an ordinary wooden sword to display such exquisite swordsmanship." Then, he described the situation that day in detail.
The other three were amazed, and Yuan Chengzhi was also bewildered. He thought that half of his martial arts was based on this Golden Snake Sword. If it was replaced with an ordinary wooden sword, I'm afraid that I wouldn't even be able to defeat these three people.
Having seen Blood Knife Ancestor's martial arts, everyone believed in his judgment. Yuan Chengzhi was also moved, but he still wanted to clear up some doubts in his heart. "All of you are overlords of a region, why are you all working together to deal with a small Wei Xiaobao?"
Sangjie glanced at Blood Knife Ancestor, put his palms together, and said, "Golden Snake King, we won't hide it from you. Blood Knife Sect Master and I are now relying on the Mongolian Seventh Imperial Grandson, Ali Buge, His Highness. His Highness has been in a stalemate with the Manchurian Qing for a long time. As his subordinates, we want to share some of his burdens and get rid of the Young Emperor Kangxi's right-hand man. As for Sect Master Hong, he also recently wanted to rely on our Highness. He wants to make a great contribution first, then pay his respects to His Highness …"
Hong Antong slightly nodded, but he was secretly calculating in his heart.
"I'm afraid that Blood Knife Sect Master is exaggerating. Is that young man Xiao Feng or Zhang Wuji?" Hong Antong smiled mischievously. It was obvious that he didn't believe it.
Yuan Chengzhi also faintly smiled in his heart. In these past few years, he had already mastered the martial arts of Mount Hua Sect, Golden Snake Prince, and Iron Sword Sect, forming his own sect. Although his martial arts weren't number one in the world, he wasn't below anyone.
"Sect Master Hong thinks that his martial arts are higher than mine, so he can come down and give me some advice." Blood Knife Ancestor's eyes narrowed, and his hand that was holding the Blood Knife tightened.
Hong Antong's white hair fluttered even though there was no wind. He faintly smiled, and his body suddenly disappeared from where he stood. His fist was already aimed at Blood Knife Ancestor's chest. Although Blood Knife Ancestor was surprised by his speed, he was experienced and was already prepared. He raised his knife.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had exchanged more than ten moves. Hong Antong's martial arts attainments were originally slightly higher than Blood Knife Ancestor's, but in reality, he could only fight to a draw. He was very depressed in his heart.
Sangjie, who was at the side, saw that the two of them were almost done fighting. He quickly jumped into the arena, and his two hands transformed into a few illusory hand seals, immediately separating the two of them.
"Humph!" Hong Antong snorted, turned around, and sat down. "Vajrayana Sect's Grand Palm Seal, it really lives up to its reputation."
Blood Knife Ancestor also put the Blood Knife back into his waist, and slowly sat down.
Yuan Chengzhi was shocked. He thought that if he were to deal with any one of the three, he would be able to win. If the two of them joined hands, he would at most be able to maintain a draw. If the three of them attacked at the same time, he was afraid that he could only rely on the Lightning Changes to escape.
"Blood Knife Ancestor. Is that young man really so amazing? " Yuan Chengzhi originally wanted to deal with Wei Xiaobao. But seeing that the few of them had the same goal as him, and thinking that he didn't have any enmity with them, there was nothing wrong with joining hands.
A trace of fear appeared on Blood Knife Ancestor's face. "I have seen many martial arts masters in the martial arts world, but it is the first time I have seen someone who can use an ordinary wooden sword to display such exquisite swordsmanship." Then, he described the situation that day in detail.
The other three people were amazed, and Yuan Chengzhi was also bewildered. He thought that half of his martial arts was based on this Golden Snake Sword. If it was replaced with an ordinary wooden sword, he was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to defeat these three people.
Having seen Blood Knife Ancestor's martial arts, everyone believed in his judgment. Yuan Chengzhi was also moved, but he still wanted to clear up some doubts in his heart. "All of you are overlords of a region, why are you working together to deal with a small Wei Xiaobao?"
Sangjie glanced at Blood Knife Ancestor, put his palms together, and said, "Golden Snake King, we won't hide it from you. Blood Knife Sect Master and I are now relying on the Mongolian Seventh Imperial Grandson, Ali Buge, His Highness. His Highness has been in a stalemate with the Manchurian Qing for a long time. As his subordinates, we are thinking whether we can share his burden and get rid of the young Emperor Kangxi's right-hand man. As for Sect Master Hong, he has recently expressed his intention to rely on our Highness. He plans to first make a great contribution before paying his respects to the Highness …"
Hong Antong slightly nodded, but in his heart, he was secretly calculating.
"I'm afraid that Blood Knife Sect Master is exaggerating. Is that young man Xiao Feng or Zhang Wuji?" Hong Antong smiled mischievously. It was obvious that he didn't believe it.
Yuan Chengzhi also faintly smiled in his heart. In these past few years, he had already mastered the martial arts of Mount Hua Sect, Golden Snake Prince, and Iron Sword Sect, forming his own sect. Although his martial arts were not number one in the world, he was not below anyone.
"Sect Master Hong thinks that his martial arts are higher than mine, so he can come down and give me some advice." Blood Knife Ancestor's eyes narrowed, and the hand that was holding the blood knife tightened.
Hong Antong's white hair fluttered even though there was no wind. He faintly smiled, and his body suddenly disappeared from where he stood. His fist was already aimed at Blood Knife Ancestor's chest. Although Blood Knife Ancestor was surprised by his speed, he was experienced and was already prepared.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had exchanged more than ten moves. Hong Antong's martial arts attainments were originally slightly higher than Blood Knife Ancestor's, but in reality, he could only fight to a draw. He was very depressed in his heart.
Sangjie, who was at the side, saw that the two of them were almost done fighting. He hurriedly jumped into the arena. His two hands transformed into a few illusory hand seals, and immediately separated the two of them.
"Humph!" Hong Antong snorted, turned around, and sat down. "Vajrayana Mahamudra, it really lives up to its reputation."
Blood Knife Ancestor also put the blood knife back into his waist and slowly sat down.
Yuan Chengzhi was shocked when he saw this. He inwardly thought that he could easily defeat any one of the three. If the two of them joined hands, he could at most maintain a draw. If the three of them attacked at the same time, he would probably have to rely on the Lightning Changes to escape.
"Blood Knife Ancestor. Is that young man really so amazing? " Yuan Chengzhi originally also wanted to deal with Wei Xiaobao. Seeing that the few of them had the same goal as him, and thinking that he didn't have any enmity with them, there was nothing wrong with joining hands.
A trace of fear appeared on Blood Knife Ancestor's face. "I have seen many martial arts masters in the martial arts world, but it is the first time I have seen someone who can use an ordinary wooden sword to display such exquisite swordsmanship." Then, he described the situation that day in detail.
The other three were amazed when they heard this. Yuan Chengzhi was also bewildered. He thought that half of his martial arts lay in this Golden Snake Sword. If it was replaced with an ordinary wooden sword, I'm afraid that I wouldn't even be able to defeat these three people.
After seeing Blood Knife Ancestor's martial arts, everyone believed in his judgment. Yuan Chengzhi was also moved, but he still wanted to clear up some doubts in his heart. "You are all overlords of a region, why are you working together to deal with a small Wei Xiaobao?"
Sangjie glanced at Blood Knife Great Ancestor, put his palms together, and said, "Golden Snake King, we won't hide it from you. Blood Knife School's Master and I have now pledged our allegiance to the Mongolian Seventh Imperial Grandson Ali Buge Wangye. The Wangye has been in a stalemate with the Manchurian Qing for a long time. As his subordinates, we want to share some of his burdens and get rid of the young Emperor Kangxi's right-hand man. As for Hong Jiaozhu, he has recently expressed his intention to pledge his allegiance to our Wangye. He plans to make a great contribution first before paying his respects to the Wangye …"
Hong Antong slightly nodded, but he was secretly calculating in his heart.
"I'm afraid that Blood Knife Sect Master is exaggerating. Is that young man Xiao Feng or Zhang Wuji?" Hong Antong smiled mischievously. It was obvious that he didn't believe it.
Yuan Chengzhi also faintly smiled in his heart. In the past few years, he had already mastered the martial arts of Mount Hua Sect, Golden Snake Prince, and Iron Sword Sect, forming his own sect. Although his martial arts weren't number one in the world, he wasn't below anyone.
"Sect Master Hong thinks that his martial arts are higher than mine. You can come down and give me some pointers." Blood Knife Ancestor's eyes narrowed, and the hand that was holding the blood knife tightened.
Hong Antong's white hair fluttered even though there was no wind. He faintly smiled, and his body suddenly disappeared from where he stood. His fist was already aimed at Blood Knife Ancestor's chest. Although Blood Knife Ancestor was surprised by his speed, he was experienced and was already prepared. He raised his knife.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had exchanged more than ten moves. Hong Antong's martial arts attainments were originally slightly higher than Blood Knife Ancestor's, but in reality, he could only fight to a draw. He was very depressed in his heart.
When Sangjie saw that the two of them were almost done fighting, he quickly jumped into the arena. His hands transformed into a few illusory hand seals, and immediately separated the two of them.
"Humph!" Hong Antong snorted, turned around, and sat down. "Vajrayana Sect's Grand Palm Seal, it really lives up to its reputation."
Blood Knife Ancestor also put the blood knife back into his waist, and slowly sat down.
Yuan Chengzhi was shocked when he saw this. He inwardly thought that he could easily defeat any one of the three of them. If the two of them joined hands, he could at most maintain a draw. If the three of them attacked at the same time, he was afraid that he could only rely on the Lightning Changes to escape.
"Blood Knife Ancestor. Is that young man really so amazing? " Yuan Chengzhi originally wanted to deal with Wei Xiaobao. When he saw that the few of them had the same goal as him, he remembered that he didn't have any enmity with them, so there was nothing wrong with joining hands.
A trace of fear appeared on Blood Knife Ancestor's face. "I have seen many martial arts masters in the martial arts world, but it is the first time I have seen someone who can use an ordinary wooden sword to display such exquisite swordsmanship." Then, he described the situation that day in detail.
The other three people were amazed when they heard this. Yuan Chengzhi was also bewildered. He thought that half of his martial arts was based on this Golden Snake Sword. If it was replaced with an ordinary wooden sword, he was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to defeat these three people.
After seeing Blood Knife Ancestor's martial arts, everyone believed in his judgment. Yuan Chengzhi was also moved, but he still wanted to clear up some doubts in his heart. "All of you are overlords of a region, why are you all working together to deal with a small Wei Xiaobao?"
Sangjie glanced at Blood Knife Ancestor, put his palms together, and said, "Golden Snake King, we won't hide it from you. Blood Knife Sect Master and I are now relying on the Mongolian Seventh Imperial Grandson, Ali Buge, His Highness. His Highness has been in a stalemate with the Manchurian Qing for a long time. As his subordinates, we are thinking whether we can share his burden and get rid of the young Emperor Kangxi's right-hand man. As for Sect Master Hong, he has recently expressed his intention to rely on our Highness. He plans to first make a great contribution before paying his respects to the Highness …"
Hong Antong slightly nodded, but in his heart, he was secretly calculating.
"I'm afraid that Blood Knife Sect Master is exaggerating. Is that young man Xiao Feng or Zhang Wuji?" Hong Antong smiled mischievously. It was obvious that he didn't believe it.
Yuan Chengzhi also faintly smiled in his heart. In the past few years, he had mastered the martial arts of Mount Hua Sect, Golden Snake Prince, and Iron Sword Sect. He had formed his own sect. Although his martial arts were not the best in the world, he was not below anyone.
"Sect Master Hong thinks that his martial arts are higher than mine. You can come down and give me some advice." Blood Knife Ancestor's eyes narrowed, and the hand that was holding the blood knife tightened.
Hong Antong's white hair fluttered even though there was no wind. He faintly smiled, and his body suddenly disappeared from where he stood. His fist was already aimed at Blood Knife Ancestor's chest. Although Blood Knife Ancestor was surprised by his speed, he was experienced and had long been prepared. He raised his knife.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had exchanged more than ten moves. Hong Antong's martial arts attainments were originally slightly higher than Blood Knife Ancestor's, but in reality, he could only fight to a draw. He was very depressed in his heart.
When Sangjie saw that the two of them were almost done fighting, he quickly jumped into the arena. His hands transformed into a few illusory hand seals, and immediately separated the two of them.
"Humph!" Hong Antong snorted, turned around, and sat down. "Vajrayana Sect's Grand Palm Seal, it really lives up to its reputation."
Blood Knife Ancestor also put the blood knife back into his waist, and slowly sat down.
Yuan Chengzhi was shocked. He thought that if he were to deal with any one of the three, he would be able to win. If the two of them joined hands, he could at most maintain a draw. If the three of them attacked at the same time, he would probably have to rely on the Lightning Changes to escape.
"Blood Knife Ancestor. Is that young man really so amazing? " Yuan Chengzhi originally wanted to deal with Wei Xiaobao. But when he saw that the few of them had the same goal as him, he remembered that he didn't have any enmity with them, so there was nothing wrong with joining hands.
A trace of fear appeared on Blood Knife Ancestor's face. "I have seen many martial arts masters in the martial arts world, but it is the first time I have seen someone who can use an ordinary wooden sword to display such exquisite swordsmanship." Then, he described the situation that day in detail.
The other three were amazed as they listened. Yuan Chengzhi was also bewildered. He thought that half of his martial arts lay in this Golden Snake Sword. If it was replaced with an ordinary wooden sword, perhaps he wouldn't even be able to defeat these three people.
Having seen Blood Knife Ancestor's martial arts, everyone believed in his judgment. Yuan Chengzhi was also somewhat moved, but he still wanted to clear up some doubts in his heart. "All of you are overlords of a region, why are you working together to deal with an insignificant Wei Xiaobao?"
Sangjie glanced at Blood Knife Great Ancestor, put his palms together, and said, "Golden Snake King, we won't hide it from you. Blood Knife School's Master and I have now pledged our allegiance to the Mongolian Seventh Imperial Grandson Ali Buge Wangye. The Wangye has been in a stalemate with the Manchurian Qing for a long time. As his subordinates, we want to share some of his burdens and get rid of the young Emperor Kangxi's right-hand man. As for Hong Jiaozhu, he has recently expressed his intention to pledge his allegiance to our Wangye. He plans to make a great contribution first before paying his respects to the Wangye …"
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