"I'm afraid that Blood Blade Sect Master is exaggerating. Is that young man Xiao Feng or Zhang Wuji?" Hong Antong laughed, obviously not believing him.
Yuan Chengzhi also smiled faintly in his heart. In the past few years, he had already mastered the martial arts of Mount Hua Sect, Golden Snake Langjun, and Iron Sword Sect, forming 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, so I can give you some pointers." Blood Blade Ancestor narrowed his eyes and tightened his grip on the blood blade.
Hong Antong's white hair moved without any wind. He smiled faintly and suddenly disappeared from where he stood. His fist was already aimed at Blood Blade Ancestor's chest. Although Blood Blade Ancestor was surprised by his speed, he was experienced and was already prepared. He raised his blade.
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 Blade 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 field and made a few illusory hand seals with his hands, immediately separating the two of them.
"Humph!" Hong Antong snorted and turned around to sit down. "Tantric Palm Seal, it really lives up to its reputation."
Blood Blade Ancestor also put the blood blade back into his waist and slowly sat down.
Yuan Chengzhi was shocked. He 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 of Interchangeability to escape.
"Blood Blade Ancestor. Is that young man really so amazing? " Yuan Chengzhi originally wanted to deal with Wei Xiaobao. Seeing that they had the same goal as him, he remembered that he had no enmity with them, so there was nothing wrong with joining hands.
A hint of fear appeared on Blood Knife Ancestor's face. "I've seen many masters in the martial arts world, but this is the first time I've seen someone who can use an ordinary wooden sword to display such exquisite swordsmanship." He then described in detail what had happened that day.
The other three were amazed. Yuan Chengzhi was also bewildered. He thought that half of his martial arts were based on this Golden Snake Sword. If it was an ordinary wooden sword, he would not be able to defeat these three.
After witnessing Blood Knife Ancestor's martial arts, everyone believed in his judgment. Yuan Chengzhi was also tempted, but he still wanted to clarify some doubts in his heart. "Everyone here is an overlord, why are you all 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 Mongolia's Seventh Imperial Grandson Ali Buge Wangye. 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 also recently intended to pledge his allegiance to our Wangye.
Hong Antong nodded slightly, but in his heart, he was secretly calculating.
Wait until I find Wei Xiaobao and force him to tell me the secret of the Forty-two-chapter Sutra. Wouldn't it be better for me to establish a kingdom overseas? Why do I have to be a slave?
"According to our many investigations, Wei Xiaobao seems to be traveling separately from the main force. Right now, he should be within the borders of Song Country's Gusu. We will ambush him on his way back to Yan Jing, Yangzhou!" As soon as the four leaders decided to join hands, they quickly began to plan.
"We must make him stay in Yangzhou for a while. Only then will we have enough time to catch him."
"What weaknesses does Wei Xiaobao have?"
"Lecherous, gambling, and money."
"Yangzhou has always been a place of entertainment. There is no harm in using beauty as bait …"
"However, Wei Xiaobao is a high-ranking official of the Manchurian Qing. He has seen all kinds of beauties. I'm afraid he won't be interested in common rouge and powder."
"My wife can barely be considered an outstanding beauty. Originally, she could also be considered a suitable candidate. Unfortunately, that little thief has already seen her. If he becomes suspicious in advance, it will not be good."
"Madam Hong's beauty has spread far and wide. What a pity, what a pity."
The group of men were looking at each other in dismay, worrying about the bait. At this time, the curtain was lifted. Although she was young, her hair was already tied up in a bun. It was obvious that she was already a wife. "Big Brother Yuan, I heard that a few guests have come?"
They all looked at each other and thought to themselves, "You can wear out iron shoes in fruitless search, only to find it without even looking for it!"
Yuan Chengzhi, on the other hand, was speechless. "Qingqing, of all the times you came in, you came in at this time."
Who knew that when Xia Qingqing heard their plan, she became excited. "This is fun, this is fun! Let me go. I don't believe that Wei Xiaobao, that yellow-haired boy, won't grovel under my … Madam's skirt. "
…
Looking back at the competition between Song Qingshu and Jiu Mozhi, Jiu Mozhi originally did not take Song Qingshu seriously. But when the two of them confronted each other from afar, Jiu Mozhi quickly realized his mistake. Song Qingshu's temperament of a grandmaster was not inferior to his own.
Song Qingshu knew that his opponent was afraid of losing face and did not want to make the first move. So, he used the "Dense Cloud Does Not Rain" of the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms. His palms alternated, and the sky was filled with palm shadows.
"The Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms?" Jiu Mozhi was very knowledgeable. He recognized Song Qingshu's martial arts at a glance. He was puzzled. "Just now, I heard from those women that his surname seems to be Song. Then, he is definitely not Qiao Feng or Guo Jing. But I have never heard of any martial arts masters in the younger generation of the Beggar Sect."
Excited, Jiu Mozhi used the "Prajna Palm", one of the 72 Ultimate Skills of Shaolin Temple. Their fists and palms collided, and they exchanged dozens of moves. One used the world's fiercest palm technique, and the other used the Shaolin Temple's most profound and endless palm technique. They were really evenly matched.
Unfortunately, Song Qingshu had not reached the advanced level of the "Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms", so he could only use seventy to eighty percent of its power. Jiu Mozhi also relied on a trick to use it.
The Prajna Palm only had the form, but not the spirit. That was why the two half-baked people could fight for so long.
If it was Xiao Feng or Guo Jing who used the "Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms", Jiu Mozhi would probably have been defeated long ago. Similarly, if the "Prajna Palm" was used by the sweeping monk, Song Qingshu's "Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms" would not be able to withstand more than ten moves.
Even so, the two people's techniques were ingenious. The tables and chairs around them were swept away by the remaining power of the palms, and they were all destroyed. The two men and three women gasped in amazement.
"Those damn martial artists! What should I do with my losses?" When the owner went upstairs and saw the mess on the floor, he could not help but feel grief rise in his heart, and he started wailing.
"Shut up. Don't disturb my interest in watching." Wei Xiaobao was enjoying the fight, so he casually tossed a bunch of silver notes to the owner. "Treat it as compensation for your losses. Don't tell me it's not enough!"
"It's enough, it's enough. Take your time. I'll go and brew a pot of tea for you." When the owner saw the amount of silver notes, he instantly smiled and ran downstairs.
The interruption allowed the two to separate. Jiu Mozhi looked at Song Qingshu in amazement. "Prince Song is the person with the highest level of martial arts I've met since I came to the Chinese server."
"Shaolin Temple's Prajna Palm requires thirty-four years of practice to achieve a small success. This foreign monk must have only learned it for a few years, but he's actually able to practice it to such a degree. It's really puzzling," Wang Yuyan muttered to herself. She lowered her head and sank into deep thought.
"Wisdom King is indeed amazing. One year of practice is equivalent to ten years of practice by a Shaolin monk!" Song Qingshu praised sincerely. Although he knew that the other person was using the Minor Phaseless Technique, it was just a few words of flattery. It would not kill him.
Although Jiu Mozhi was an eminent monk, in the end, he could not see past martial arts and fame. When he heard the other person's praise, even though he felt ashamed, he still showed a faint smile on his face.
Unexpectedly, when Song Qingshu saw his smile, he was startled and hastily dodged to the side. When everyone looked, they saw that the place where Song Qingshu was just standing had several deep holes. If he hadn't dodged, he would have been seriously injured.
"To be able to dodge my finger attack so easily, it's enough to show that Young Master has a profound foundation in Buddhism. Ordinary people don't know the essence of Buddha's Flower Pinching Gesture and Kasyapa's smile, so they naturally don't know when to use the Flower Pinching Finger …" Jiu Mozhi slowly retracted his fingers. He admired the young man in front of him more and more.
"It's impolite not to reciprocate. Wisdom King, please take this." Song Qingshu's face was suddenly filled with hostility. He turned his palm into a claw and fiercely attacked.
Wei Xiaobao saw that the marble upstairs had several deep holes left by Song Qingshu's claw and couldn't help but shout, "Big Brother Song is awesome!"
On the side, Wang Yuyan frowned and didn't say anything. After watching more than ten moves, she sighed softly, "Although the Nine Yin Divine Claw is very powerful, Prince Song doesn't seem to have mastered it. Now he is being driven by martial arts. If this goes on, I'm afraid it will be hard to avoid qi deviation."
Chapter 59: Flaming Blade vs. Wooden Sword
Duan Yu couldn't help but be stunned. In his heart, how could the fight between the two stinky men compare to staring at Miss Wang?
Mu Wanqing originally had half of her attention on him, but she immediately noticed that Duan Yu looked like he was dreaming of her. Her heart felt uncomfortable and she focused all her attention on the situation on the field.
As expected, Jiu Mozhi waited until Song Qingshu's spirit was exhausted and used the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand. Claw against claw, he forced Song Qingshu to hurriedly retreat a few feet.
Jiu Mozhi smiled faintly, "I am very curious about the wooden sword on Prince Song's back. In the past few months, I have traveled east and seen all kinds of wonderful sword techniques in the Central Plains. For example, this Young Master Duan's Six Pulse Divine Sword is also one of the best sword techniques in the world … However, I have never seen anyone use a wooden sword … Could it be that Prince Song thinks that I am not worthy of your sword?"
"I heard that Wisdom King's supreme skill is the 'Flame Blade'. I wonder if I can have the honor to experience it." Song Qingshu pulled out the wooden sword and attacked with the fatal Three Celestial Swords.
"Good sword technique!" Jiu Mozhi praised in his heart. He gathered the Qi in his palms and pushed them out.
Wei Xiaobao saw the two of them, one was brandishing his sword in the air, the other was several 'zhang' away from the enemy, repeatedly chopping his palms. He felt it was dull and uninteresting, he scratched his head and scratched his ears. His heart was stirred, he giggled and said to Wang Yuyan, "Miss Wang, do you know what they are playing at?"
Seeing that he didn't understand, Wang Yuyan couldn't help but smile. She explained softly, "That foreign monk is using the 'Flame Blade' from the Ningma Temple of Tubo. Every time he attacks with his palms, there is an extremely sharp and hot blade Qi attacking Prince Song. As for the sword technique that Prince Song is using, it should be the sword technique of the Five Mountain Sect. However, as soon as he uses one move, it immediately changes into another. Although I know each move, when they are combined, it becomes an exquisite sword technique that I have never seen before."
Hearing Wang Yuyan's voice, Jiu Mozhi felt even more strongly. Every move of the person in front of him was a simple and ordinary sword technique, but when they were combined, it was extremely exquisite. Only a master with good eyesight like him could understand that the opponent was not using sword techniques, but sword intent.
"But the two of them are moving around in the same place. Can they really hit each other?" Wei Xiaobao asked confusedly. However, he was secretly very happy. "Oh my god, such a beautiful voice. If he calls me Xiaobao's husband in the future, I'm willing to live ten … no, one year less."
"The foreign monk's blade Qi can attack dozens of feet away. Prince Song is using exquisite sword techniques to find the weakest part of the opponent's blade Qi. Therefore, every time he stabs out, he can scatter a blade Qi from the foreign monk." Wang Yuyan's face was glowing. The battle between the two top-notch masters had improved her understanding of martial arts to another level. She thought to herself that she would definitely tell her cousin about it next time.
In the field, Song Qingshu jumped out of Jiu Mozhi's attack range and immediately said, "I admit defeat."
Jiu Mozhi had a confused expression on his face. "Young Master, your sword technique is amazing. I didn't get the upper hand at all. How can you say that I admit defeat?"
Song QingShu smiled bitterly as he placed the wooden sword in front of him. Looking at the slightly charred body of the sword, he sighed and said, "Wisdom Sovereign's Flaming Blade Qi is extremely hot. If I continue to fight, I'm afraid my wooden sword will burn."
However, Song Qingshu knew very well that it was because he was not as strong as Jiu Mozhi. Otherwise, his sword wouldn't have been damaged by the heat of the opponent's blade Qi. If Dugu Seeking-Loss had used this wooden sword in the past, not to mention fiery blade Qi, even real flames wouldn't have been able to hurt the wooden sword. "Wooden sword, oh wooden sword, you're so pitiful to have such a noob master like me."
"Hahaha!" Jiu Mozhi laughed. "Prince Song's sword technique is amazing, and he's also a straightforward person. How rare."
At this time, Wei Xiaobao had an idea. He knew it was time for him to take the field. He immediately jumped out and said, "Since you apes appreciate each other, why are you still fighting? We are all brothers from all corners of the world. Sit down and have a drink. Waiter, bring me the best vegetarian dishes in your restaurant."
"Okay!"
Hearing the waiter's response, Jiu Mozhi felt very comfortable. He couldn't help but look at Wei Xiaobao and say, "Looking at this little brother's clothes, you should be from the Manchu Dynasty, right?"
"Master is indeed a master. I haven't even introduced myself yet, and you've already seen through me." Wei Xiaobao's exaggerated expression of admiration made Jiu Mozhi feel very good. Chapter 660: The Four Major Schools of Tantra
Seeing that he didn't understand, Wang Yuyan couldn't help but smile. She explained softly, "That foreign monk is using the Ningma Temple's secret technique, the Flaming Blade. Every time his palm strikes, there's an extremely sharp and hot blade Qi attacking Prince Song. As for the sword technique that Prince Song is using, the foundation should be the sword technique of the Five Mountain School. However, as soon as he uses one move, it immediately changes into another. Even though I know each move, when they are combined, it becomes an exquisite sword technique that I've never seen before."
Hearing Wang Yuyan's voice, Jiu Mozhi's experience became even more intense. Every single move of the person before him was a simple and ordinary sword technique, but when put together, they were incredibly exquisite. Only an expert like him could understand that the person before him was no longer using sword techniques, but sword intent.
"But they're just moving on the same spot. Can they really hit each other?" Wei Xiaobao asked confusedly, but he was very happy inside. "Oh my god, such a beautiful voice. If he calls me Xiaobao's husband, I'm willing to live ten years less … no, one year less."
"The foreign monk's blade Qi can attack dozens of feet away. Prince Song is using exquisite sword techniques to find the weakest part of the opponent's blade Qi. Therefore, every time he stabs out, he can scatter the foreign monk's blade Qi." Wang Yuyan's face was glowing. The battle between the two top masters had improved her understanding of martial arts to another level. She thought to herself that she had to tell her cousin about it next time.
In the field, Song Qingshu jumped out of Jiu Mozhi's attack range and immediately said, "I admit defeat."
Jiu Mozhi looked confused. "Young Master, your sword technique is amazing. I didn't gain any advantage. How can you say that?"
Song QingShu smiled bitterly as he placed the wooden sword in front of him. Looking at the slightly charred body of the sword, he sighed and said, "Wisdom Sovereign's Flaming Blade Qi is extremely hot. If I continue to fight, I'm afraid my wooden sword will burn."
Song Qingshu knew very well that it was because he was not as strong as Jiu Mozhi. Otherwise, his sword wouldn't have been damaged by the heat of the opponent's blade Qi. If Dugu Seeking-Loss had used this wooden sword in the past, not to mention the flame blade Qi, even real flames wouldn't have been able to hurt the wooden sword. "Wooden sword, oh wooden sword, you're so pitiful to have a weak master like me."
"Hahaha!" Jiu Mozhi laughed. "Prince Song's sword technique is amazing, and he's also an upright person. How rare."
At this time, Wei Xiaobao had an idea. He knew it was time for him to take the field. He immediately jumped out and said, "Since you apes appreciate each other, why are you still fighting? We are all brothers from all corners of the world. Sit down and have a drink. Waiter, bring me the best vegetarian dishes in your restaurant."
"Okay!"
Hearing the waiter's response, Jiu Mozhi felt very comfortable. He couldn't help but look at Wei Xiaobao and say, "Looking at this little brother's clothes, you should be from the Manchu Dynasty, right?"
"Master is indeed a master. I haven't even introduced myself yet, and you've already seen through me." Wei Xiaobao's exaggerated expression of admiration made Jiu Mozhi feel very good. Chapter 660: The Four Major Schools of Tantra
Seeing that he didn't understand, Wang Yuyan couldn't help but smile. She explained softly, "That foreign monk is using the Ningma Temple's secret technique, the Flaming Blade. Every time his palm strikes, there's an extremely sharp and hot blade Qi attacking Prince Song. As for the sword technique that Prince Song is using, the foundation should be the sword technique of the Five Mountain School. However, as soon as he uses one move, it immediately changes into another. Even though I know each move, when they are combined, it becomes an exquisite sword technique that I've never seen before."
Hearing Wang Yuyan's voice, Jiu Mozhi's experience became even more intense. Every single move of the person before him was a simple and ordinary sword technique, but when put together, they were incredibly exquisite. Only an expert like him could understand that the person before him was no longer using sword techniques, but sword intent.
"But they're just moving on the same spot. Can they really hit each other?" Wei Xiaobao asked confusedly, but he was very happy inside. "Oh my god, such a beautiful voice. If he calls me Xiaobao's husband, I'm willing to live ten years less … no, one year less."
"The foreign monk's blade Qi can attack dozens of feet away. Prince Song is using exquisite sword techniques to find the weakest part of the opponent's blade Qi. Therefore, every time he stabs out, he can scatter the foreign monk's blade Qi." Wang Yuyan's face was glowing. The battle between the two top masters had improved her understanding of martial arts to another level. She thought to herself that she had to tell her cousin about it next time.
In the field, Song Qingshu jumped out of Jiu Mozhi's attack range and immediately said, "I admit defeat."
Jiu Mozhi looked confused. "Young Master, your sword technique is amazing. I didn't gain any advantage. How can you say that?"
Song QingShu smiled bitterly as he placed the wooden sword in front of him. Looking at the slightly charred body of the sword, he sighed and said, "Wisdom Sovereign's Flaming Blade Qi is extremely hot. If I continue to fight, I'm afraid my wooden sword will burn."
Song Qingshu knew very well that it was because he was not as strong as Jiu Mozhi. Otherwise, his sword wouldn't have been damaged by the heat of the opponent's blade Qi. If Dugu Seeking-Loss had used this wooden sword in the past, not to mention the flame blade Qi, even real flames wouldn't have been able to hurt the wooden sword. "Wooden sword, oh wooden sword, you're so pitiful to have a weak master like me."
"Hahaha!" Jiu Mozhi laughed. "Prince Song's sword technique is amazing, and he's also an upright person. How rare."
At this time, Wei Xiaobao had an idea. He knew it was time for him to take the field. He immediately jumped out and said, "Since you apes appreciate each other, why are you still fighting? We are all brothers from all corners of the world. Sit down and have a drink. Waiter, bring me the best vegetarian dishes in your restaurant."
"Okay!"
Hearing the waiter's response, Jiu Mozhi felt very comfortable. He couldn't help but look at Wei Xiaobao and say, "Looking at this little brother's clothes, you should be from the Manchu Dynasty, right?"
"Master is indeed a master. I haven't even introduced myself yet, and you've already seen through me." Wei Xiaobao's exaggerated expression of admiration made Jiu Mozhi feel very good. Chapter 660: The Four Major Schools of Tantra
Seeing that he didn't understand, Wang Yuyan couldn't help but smile. She explained softly, "That foreign monk is using the Ningma Temple's secret technique, the Flaming Blade. Every time his palm strikes, there's an extremely sharp and hot blade Qi attacking Prince Song. As for the sword technique that Prince Song is using, the foundation should be the sword technique of the Five Mountain School. However, as soon as he uses one move, it immediately changes into another. Even though I know each move, when they are combined, it becomes an exquisite sword technique that I've never seen before."
Hearing Wang Yuyan's voice, Jiu Mozhi's experience became even more intense. Every single move of the person before him was a simple and ordinary sword technique, but when put together, they were incredibly exquisite. Only an expert like him could understand that the person before him was no longer using sword techniques, but sword intent.
"But they're just moving on the same spot. Can they really hit each other?" Wei Xiaobao asked confusedly, but he was very happy inside. "Oh my god, such a beautiful voice. If he calls me Xiaobao's husband, I'm willing to live ten years less … no, one year less."
"The foreign monk's blade Qi can attack dozens of feet away. Prince Song is using exquisite sword techniques to find the weakest part of the opponent's blade Qi. Therefore, every time he stabs out, he can scatter the foreign monk's blade Qi." Wang Yuyan's face was glowing. The battle between the two top masters had improved her understanding of martial arts to another level. She thought to herself that she had to tell her cousin about it next time.
In the field, Song Qingshu jumped out of Jiu Mozhi's attack range and immediately said, "I admit defeat."
Jiu Mozhi looked confused. "Young Master, your sword technique is amazing. I didn't gain any advantage. How can you say that?"
Song QingShu smiled bitterly as he placed the wooden sword in front of him. Looking at the slightly charred body of the sword, he sighed and said, "Wisdom Sovereign's Flaming Blade Qi is extremely hot. If I continue to fight, I'm afraid my wooden sword will burn."
Song Qingshu knew very well that it was because he was not as strong as Jiu Mozhi. Otherwise, his sword wouldn't have been damaged by the heat of the opponent's blade Qi. If Dugu Seeking-Loss had used this wooden sword in the past, not to mention the flame blade Qi, even real flames wouldn't have been able to hurt the wooden sword. "Wooden sword, oh wooden sword, you're so pitiful to have a weak master like me."
"Hahaha!" Jiu Mozhi laughed. "Prince Song's sword technique is amazing, and he's also an upright person. How rare."
At this time, Wei Xiaobao had an idea. He knew it was time for him to take the field. He immediately jumped out and said, "Since you apes appreciate each other, why are you still fighting? We are all brothers from all corners of the world. Sit down and have a drink. Waiter, bring me the best vegetarian dishes in your restaurant."
"Okay!"
Hearing the waiter's response, Jiu Mozhi felt very comfortable. He couldn't help but look at Wei Xiaobao and say, "Looking at this little brother's clothes, you should be from the Manchu Dynasty, right?"
"Master is indeed a master. I haven't even introduced myself yet, and you've already seen through me." Wei Xiaobao's exaggerated expression of admiration made Jiu Mozhi feel very good. Chapter 660: The Four Major Schools of Tantra
Seeing that he didn't understand, Wang Yuyan couldn't help but smile. She explained softly, "That foreign monk is using the Ningma Temple's secret technique, the Flaming Blade. Every time his palm strikes, there's an extremely sharp and hot blade Qi attacking Prince Song. As for the sword technique that Prince Song is using, the foundation should be the sword technique of the Five Mountain School. However, as soon as he uses one move, it immediately changes into another. Even though I know each move, when they are combined, it becomes an exquisite sword technique that I've never seen before."
Hearing Wang Yuyan's voice, Jiu Mozhi's experience became even more intense. Every single move of the person before him was a simple and ordinary sword technique, but when put together, they were incredibly exquisite. Only an expert like him could understand that the person before him was no longer using sword techniques, but sword intent.
"But they're just moving on the same spot. Can they really hit each other?" Wei Xiaobao asked confusedly, but he was very happy inside. "Oh my god, such a beautiful voice. If he calls me Xiaobao's husband, I'm willing to live ten years less … no, one year less."
"The foreign monk's blade Qi can attack dozens of feet away. Prince Song is using exquisite sword techniques to find the weakest part of the opponent's blade Qi. Therefore, every time he stabs out, he can scatter the foreign monk's blade Qi." Wang Yuyan's face was glowing. The battle between the two top masters had improved her understanding of martial arts to another level. She thought to herself that she had to tell her cousin about it next time.
In the field, Song Qingshu jumped out of Jiu Mozhi's attack range and immediately said, "I admit defeat."
Jiu Mozhi looked confused. "Young Master, your sword technique is amazing. I didn't gain any advantage. How can you say that?"
Song QingShu smiled bitterly as he placed the wooden sword in front of him. Looking at the slightly charred body of the sword, he sighed and said, "Wisdom Sovereign's Flaming Blade Qi is extremely hot. If I continue to fight, I'm afraid my wooden sword will burn."
Song Qingshu knew very well that it was because he was not as strong as Jiu Mozhi. Otherwise, his sword wouldn't have been damaged by the heat of the opponent's blade Qi. If Dugu Seeking-Loss had used this wooden sword in the past, not to mention the flame blade Qi, even real flames wouldn't have been able to hurt the wooden sword. "Wooden sword, oh wooden sword, you're so pitiful to have a weak master like me."
"Hahaha!" Jiu Mozhi laughed. "Prince Song's sword technique is amazing, and he's also an upright person. How rare."
At this time, Wei Xiaobao had an idea. He knew it was time for him to take the field. He immediately jumped out and said, "Since you apes appreciate each other, why are you still fighting? We are all brothers from all corners of the world. Sit down and have a drink. Waiter, bring me the best vegetarian dishes in your restaurant."
"Okay!"
Hearing the waiter's response, Jiu Mozhi felt very comfortable. He couldn't help but look at Wei Xiaobao and say, "Looking at this little brother's clothes, you should be from the Manchu Dynasty, right?"
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