Translator: Transn Editor: Transn Between the two, one came from the modern era and knew nothing about poetry. The other came from Jianghu and did not like poetry. In the end, the romance turned into casual chatting.
After a few cups of wine, Song Qingshu's body heated up. He felt that Miss Youyou was becoming more and more beautiful.
Xia Qingqing also felt unbearably hot and carelessly pulled open her collar a little. Her snow-white skin was faintly discernible.
"Gongzi has bad intentions. The weather is so hot, yet you keep urging me to drink." Xia Qingqing's eyes widened slightly. Her voice seemed to be complaining and acting coquettishly. She had completely taken the role of the famous Yangzhou courtesan, Miss Youyou.
It turned out that Lovely Spring Brothel had recently received a new batch of medicinal wine from the Western Regions. Different from the usual medicines, this wine would not make people unconscious. It would only magnify the hidden desires in the target's heart. It could make people sink into it unknowingly. Afterwards, they would mistakenly think that everything was done on their own accord …
This wine was an extremely precious item. Wei Xiaobao had grown up in Lovely Spring Brothel and naturally knew where the best goods were kept. He secretly took it out to replace the wine jug that was to be sent to the courtesan's room. He had wanted to sneak into the courtesan's room, but he had accidentally benefited Song Qingshu.
"Such good wine, this way of drinking is so boring." With the help of the wine, Song Qingshu had already gradually relaxed and recovered his frivolous expression.
"How should I drink to make Gongzi feel interesting?" Xia Qingqing's expression was blurred as she looked at him with a faint smile.
"Everyone knows that wine is drunk by the scholarly side and by the martial side, but they often don't know that the most wonderful way to drink is to have a warm and fragrant jade in one's arms and a beautiful woman's red lips lightly pecking at the wine." Song Qingshu's eyes were full of evil as he stared at her.
"Gongzi, do you know that I sell my skills and not my body?" Xia Qingqing didn't know why, but when she heard the other's blatant teasing, she couldn't feel a trace of anger. Looking at the gentle Song Qingshu, she couldn't help but be a bit infatuated. Her voice became even more lingering and sweet, extremely seductive.
"You're saying this because you haven't met your fated one." Song Qingshu stood up and came to Xia Qingqing's side. He gently lifted her smooth chin and smiled slightly. "I'm willing to find the one of my heart, and never part until my hair turns white."
Xia Qingqing allowed him to hook her chin, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across her face. Her heart was beating wildly like a little deer. In a daze, he kept feeling as if he had forgotten something important. He subconsciously felt that something was wrong, but now his whole body was sluggish and he did not have any strength left. He really did not have the energy to think about it.
Biting her teeth, Xia Qingqing spun around on the spot. Her swaying skirt dazzled Song Qingshu. She stretched out her slender, jade-like hands and gently pressed Song Qingshu onto the stool. Her right hand picked up the wine jug and poured it into her mouth. Then, she took advantage of the situation and fell into Song Qingshu's embrace. She wrapped her arms around his neck and took advantage of his shock to press her soft, red lips on his.
Song Qingshu felt his teeth being pried open by something nimble and soft. Then, he felt that the wine in the jug was like bejeweled nectar.
Like dew, it dripped into his mouth.
After a long time, their lips parted. Xia Qingqing's hands hung around Song Qingshu's neck. Her cheeks were red and she looked at him in an extremely beautiful manner. "Is this how you drink it?"
Feeling the other party's lively and supple body sitting on his thighs, Song Qingshu felt the heat in his body sink to three inches below his navel. He could not help but bend down and kiss her.
With a moan, Xia Qingqing slowly closed her eyes and allowed the other party to do whatever he wanted …
"There's an assassin!"
"Protect Lord Wei!"
At this moment, a mournful cry came from outside. Xia Qingqing seemed to have woken up from a dream. She was shocked to find that she was actually in a desperate situation and was at his mercy. Pale with fright, she pushed Song Qingshu away and gave him a resounding slap.
"Miss Youyou, you …" Song Qingshu stroked his cheek. He did not expect that the woman who had been deeply in love with him just a moment ago would suddenly turn against him.
The scene from just now replayed in her mind. Xia Qingqing cried out in grief in her heart. What was going on?!
Just now, she had been startled awake by the scream outside. After breaking out in a cold sweat, most of the effects of the wine in her body had already dissipated. Feeling her whole body go limp, she picked up the wine jug on the table and sniffed it. Xia Qingqing's face could not help but turn ashen.
Through the crack in the window, she saw Yuan Chengzhi and the others attacking a young man with braids. How could she not know that she had recognized the wrong person? She turned around and gnashed her teeth at Song Qingshu. "You're not Wei Xiaobao. Who are you?"
"Uh, I'm Song QingShu." What was going on? Song QingShu hadn't fully woken up yet and answered subconsciously.
Xia Qingqing felt a chill in her chest. She looked down and found that her dress was in a mess. She felt a lump in her throat. She thought about how she had volunteered to play the part of this famous prostitute just for fun, but in the end …
If Big Brother Yuan were to see her current appearance, Xia Qingqing couldn't help but shiver. She didn't have time to settle the score with Song Qingshu. She tightly clutched her collar and jumped out in the opposite direction, disappearing into the night sky.
Seeing that her Qinggong was incomparably brilliant, Song Qingshu finally came to his senses. She was not a weak famous Qinhuai prostitute. She was clearly a female cat burglar with high martial arts skills.
"Brother Song, help!" At this time, Wei Xiaobao's mournful cry came from outside.
It turned out that after Yuan Chengzhi and the other masters quietly took care of Doron's outside defense, they led their subordinates and rushed in, ready to catch a turtle in a jar.
Jiu Mozhi was worthy of being the person with the highest martial arts skills. The moment he sensed a trace of killing intent, he pushed Wei Xiaobao, who was beside him, several meters away. In a split second, Wei Xiaobao dodged Yuan Chengzhi's fatal sword that fell from the sky.
Blood Knife Ancestor and Sangjie seemed to have been waiting for a long time. They stretched out their hands to grab Wei Xiaobao.
Jiu Mozhi's great ambition of reviving Tubo still needed to rely on Wei Xiaobao. How could he let Wei Xiaobao suffer an accident? He hurriedly launched two Flaming Knife Techniques.
Sword Controlling Technique.
Blood Knife Ancestor and Sangjie were shocked. If they continued to reach out to grab Wei Xiaobao, their arms would not escape the fate of being chopped off. They had to defend themselves.
Blood Knife Ancestor picked up his blood saber and slashed at the incoming saber Qi. After the sound of iron colliding, Blood Knife Ancestor stared at the blood saber in his hand in a daze, his heart filled with horror. His saber, which could cut through iron like it was mud, had collided head-on with the invisible saber Qi that came from dozens of feet away, but it was only a draw!
Sangjie made several big handprints in a row to disperse the knife Qi that was attacking him, but he no longer had the strength to chase after it. He had mixed feelings in his heart. Although he was the number one master of the Zhen Yan Sect, Jiu Mozhi was the number one master of the entire Esoteric Sect for many years. In this fight, the opponent's martial arts were indeed much higher than his.
At this time, Doron had already reacted. He quickly pulled out his knife and stood in front of Wei Xiaobao, just in time to block Hong Antong, the leader of the Divine Dragon Sect, who was waiting for an opportunity to move.
As the head of the Imperial Guards, Doron's martial arts were naturally not weak. However, his martial arts were more for charging and killing on the battlefield. In this kind of Jianghu fight, he was at a great disadvantage. After a few moves, he was hit by Hong Antong's palm and vomited blood, falling between the tables and chairs on the side.
Fortunately, he more or less played a role in blocking. Wei Xiaobao finally reacted and quickly ran to the side. As he ran, he cried like a ghost and howled like a wolf, "Brother Song, help!"
Hong Antong grinned and spread his wings. In a moment, he was about to grab the top of Wei Xiaobao's head.
At this time, Hong Antong heard a sharp sound of something breaking through the air. The sound of wind and thunder made Hong Antong's expression change greatly. He quickly used the strength of his waist to turn over and dodge. Unfortunately, he had used his old move, so he could not completely dodge it.
Touching the one foot long wound on his arm, Hong Antong's complexion turned gloomy as he looked behind him. He saw a wooden sword inserted into a pillar not far away from him. The sword's tail was slightly trembling.
"Sire, as a Wulin Elder, unexpectedly attacked someone who doesn't know any martial arts. I really admire you." Song Qingshu's toes touched the ground and he lightly floated down from the second floor, standing in front of Wei Xiaobao to block him.
"Brother Song, he is the Divine Dragon Island's Cult Leader Hong. His martial arts are very high, you have to be careful." Wei Xiaobao hid behind Song Qingshu and finally felt relieved.
"So you are the youngster that Blood Knife Ancestor mentioned. Sure enough, you have some skill." As soon as his voice fell, Hong Antong disappeared from his original place and his fist rumbled toward Song Qingshu's face.
When he was only a few feet away from arriving in front of Song Qingshu, Hong Antong's complexion changed greatly. He hastily withdrew the power of his palm and leaped to the side. Unfortunately, he was still a bit late. His shoulder was injured by the sword Qi.
Looking at the empty pillar, then looking at the wooden sword that had already returned to Song Qingshu's hand, Hong Antong said in shock, "Dragon Capturing Art!"
Song Qingshu declined to comment. He was secretly proud of himself. This was only the 'Twin Dragons Absorbing Water' from the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms. He had improved it a bit and was able to reach the same level as the Dragon Capturing Art Chapter 65 Imperial Sword Technique.
With this kind of effect, telekinetically retrieving objects, combined with the wooden sword, it was impossible to achieve the kind of Imperial Sword Technique that could kill people from a thousand miles away. However, within a hundred meters … …
Hong Antong was extremely angry. Now, he had been injured twice by his opponent's wooden sword. The first sword strike was fine, and it was just a superficial wound. However, the second sword strike had injured his shoulder. The sword Qi had entered his bones. Now, he was afraid that he could only use 70% of his martial arts.
This was not because Hong Antong's martial arts were too low. The first sword strike had happened too suddenly, and the timing of Song Qingshu's sword strike was too ingenious. It happened to be when Hong Antong had risen to the highest point and used up all his strength.
As for the second sword strike, Hong Antong had never seen a long sword that had been shot several feet away fly back on its own. He was not prepared for it at all. This caused his back to be wide open, and he was injured by the wooden sword that Song Qingshu had sucked back.
Jiu Mozhi's eyes were on all sides. He was constantly paying attention to the situation on the battlefield. Seeing this, he could not help but be excited. "Prince Song's sword technique is indeed divine. In time, the reputation of the Six Pulse Godly Sword Technique as the world's number one sword technique might not be able to keep."
Yuan Chengzhi, who was fighting with him, secretly complained. This mission was simply full of twists and turns. First, Qing Qing mistook him for someone else and lured Song Qingshu into the room, causing them to be unable to capture Wei Xiaobao secretly.
Then, thinking about it, it was not too bad that she lured away Song Qingshu, who had the highest martial arts, away. They wanted to take this opportunity to capture Wei Xiaobao quickly. They thought that it was foolproof, but who knew that there would be a monk with even higher martial arts! Chapter 66 Everyone Flies When Disaster Strikes
Jiu Mozhi was also secretly shocked. His opponent's weapon was a long sword that looked like a snake. His sword technique was sharp and sly, and his inner strength was also extremely profound. In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged more than ten moves, but there was no clear winner.
How could there be so many young martial arts masters in the Central Plains? Jiu Mozhi was secretly shocked. Although Nan Murong's martial arts were not bad, he was still far from the reputation in the Jianghu. He dared not underestimate the heroes in the world because of his encounter with Song Qingshu. He did not expect to meet a young man whose martial arts were not inferior to his own today.
"Golden Snake King Yuan Chengzhi?" His opponent's weapon was too unique. Jiu Mozhi finally remembered who he was.
"May I know who you are, sir?" Yuan Chengzhi's face was as calm as still water. In the past few years, his martial arts had greatly improved, and he thought that there were few opponents in the Jianghu who could rival him. He did not expect that an ordinary foreign monk could fight him to a draw.
"Tubo Nation Master, Wisdom King Great Wheel Jiu Mozhi, greets Golden Snake King." Jiu Mozhi put his palms together and secretly used the unique skill of Ningma Temple, Flame Blade.
Yuan Chengzhi gathered his Qi on the body of the sword, and the Golden Snake Sword let out a slight dragon roar. He was waiting for an opportunity to find his opponent's flaw.
"This foreign monk is too powerful. I will hold him back. You guys join hands and finish this quickly. It will be bad if the Tsarist soldiers react." Yuan Chengzhi said in a deep voice, but he did not dare to look at the others. He focused all his attention on Jiu Mozhi.
Seeing him open his mouth, Jiu Mozhi knew that his Genuine Qi had more or less dissipated. His eyes brightened, and he took the opportunity to attack.
Yuan Chengzhi was afraid of his illusory Flame Blade Qi, and Jiu Mozhi was also a little frightened by his strange sword art. Therefore, although Yuan Chengzhi had lost the initiative, he was still able to defend himself.
Jiu Mozhi was secretly anxious. He was being held up by his opponent, and it would probably take at least a few hundred moves to determine the winner. The other three people were all highly skilled martial artists, and if they attacked together, Song QingShu might not be able to handle them.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Doron quietly slipped out of the door and summoned the soldiers of the Valiant Cavalry Battalion.
Blood Knife Ancestor and Sangjie Lama slowly walked around Song Qingshu. Together with Hong Antong, the three of them firmly surrounded Song Qingshu.
"The three of you have a great background in the martial arts world. Your combined age is more than ten times that of my young master, but you still ganged up to attack him. Aren't you ashamed?" Shui Sheng was about to take advantage of the chaos to escape. When she turned around and saw Song Qingshu surrounded by the three people, she could not help but ridicule him.
"This young lady is so charming. She suits the old ancestor's taste very well." Blood Knife Ancestor had violated the chastity of countless girls, so how could he not see that the other party was a man dressed as a woman? He glanced at Shui Sheng with eyes full of greed.
Sangjie Lama was very angry because he had just been snubbed by Jiu Mozhi. Seeing that the other two people did not attack him, he wanted to save his face in front of the other two. His palms seemed to be holding a ball, and he attacked with the most powerful Great Light Seal of the Mahamudra.
Despite being so far away, Song QingShu could feel the air around him beginning to solidify. He couldn't help but fly off in different directions.
Jiu Mozhi was also secretly shocked. The other party's weapon was a long sword that looked like a snake. His sword technique was sharp and sly, and his inner strength was also very profound. In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged more than ten moves, but there was no clear winner.
How could there be so many young masters in the martial arts world of the Central Plains? Jiu Mozhi was secretly shocked. Nan Murong was not a big deal. Although his martial arts were not bad, he was still far from the reputation of the martial arts world. He did not dare to underestimate the heroes of the world because he met Song Qingshu before. He did not expect to meet a young man whose martial arts were not below his.
"Golden Snake King Yuan Chengzhi?" The other party's weapon was too unique. Jiu Mozhi finally remembered who the other party was.
"May I know who you are?" Yuan Chengzhi's face was gloomy. In the past few years, his martial arts had improved greatly, and he thought that there were few people in the martial arts world who could rival him. He did not expect that an ordinary foreign monk could fight him to a draw.
"Tubo State Preceptor, Wisdom King Great Wheel Jiu Mozhi, greets the Golden Snake King." Jiu Mozhi put his palms together and secretly used the Ning Ma Temple's unique skill, Flame Blade.
Yuan Chengzhi gathered his Qi on the body of the sword, and the Golden Snake Sword let out a slight dragon roar. He was waiting for an opportunity to find the other party's weakness.
"This foreign monk is too powerful. I will hold him off. You guys join hands and finish this quickly. It will be bad if the Tsarist soldiers react." Yuan Chengzhi said in a deep voice, but he did not dare to look at the others. He focused all his attention on Jiu Mozhi.
Seeing him open his mouth, Jiu Mozhi knew that his genuine Qi had more or less dissipated. His eyes brightened, and he took the opportunity to attack.
Yuan Chengzhi was afraid of his illusory Flame Blade Qi, and Jiu Mozhi was also a little frightened by his strange sword art. Therefore, although Yuan Chengzhi had lost the initiative, he was still able to defend himself.
Jiu Mozhi was secretly anxious. He was held up by his opponent, and it would take him hundreds of moves to decide the winner. The other three people were all experts in martial arts. Under their joint attack, Song Qingshu might not be able to hold them off.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Duo Long quietly slipped out of the door and summoned the soldiers of the Valiant Cavalry Battalion.
Blood Knife Ancestor and Sangjie Lama slowly walked around Song Qingshu. Together with Hong Antong, the three of them firmly surrounded Song Qingshu.
"The three of you have a great background in the martial arts world. Your combined age is more than ten times that of my young master, and you are still ganging up on him. Aren't you ashamed?" Shui Sheng was about to escape when she turned around and saw that Song Qingshu was surrounded by the three people. She could not help but ridicule him.
"This young lady is so charming. She suits the old ancestor's taste very well." Blood Knife Ancestor had violated the chastity of countless girls, so how could he not see that the other party was a man dressed as a woman? He glanced at Shui Sheng, and his eyes were full of greed.
Just now, Lama Sangjie had been snubbed by Jiu Mozhi, so he was extremely angry in his heart. Seeing that the two of them were not making a move, he had the intention to save his face in front of the other two. His palms seemed as if he was holding a round ball, and the first move he made was the most powerful Grand Light Seal of the Mahamudra.
Despite being so far away, Song QingShu could feel the air around him beginning to solidify. He couldn't help but fly off in different directions.
Jiu Mozhi was also secretly shocked. His opponent's weapon was a long sword that looked like a snake. His sword art was sharp and strange, and his internal energy was also very profound. In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged more than ten moves, but there was no winner.
How could there be so many young masters in the martial arts world of the Central Plains? Jiu Mozhi was secretly shocked. Nan Murong's martial arts were not bad, but he was still far from the reputation of the martial arts world. He did not dare to look down on the world's heroes because of his encounter with Song Qingshu. He did not expect to meet a young man whose martial arts were not inferior to his own today.
"Golden Snake King Yuan Chengzhi?" His opponent's weapon was too unique. Jiu Mozhi finally remembered who he was.
"May I know who you are?" Yuan Chengzhi's face was gloomy. In the past few years, his martial arts had improved greatly, and he thought that there were few opponents in the martial arts world who could rival him. He did not expect that an ordinary foreign monk could fight him to a draw.
"Tubo State Preceptor, Great Wheel Wisdom King Jiu Mozhi, greets the Golden Snake King." Jiu Mozhi put his palms together and secretly used Ning Ma Temple's unique skill, Flame Blade.
Yuan Chengzhi gathered his Qi on the body of the sword, and the Golden Snake Sword let out a slight dragon roar. He was waiting for an opportunity to find his opponent's flaw.
"This foreign monk is too powerful. I will hold him back. You guys join hands and finish this quickly. If the Tsarist soldiers react, it will be bad." Yuan Chengzhi said in a deep voice, but he did not dare to look at the others. He focused all his attention on Jiu Mozhi.
Seeing him open his mouth, Jiu Mozhi knew that his Genuine Qi had more or less dissipated. His eyes brightened, and he took the opportunity to attack.
Yuan Chengzhi was afraid of his illusory Flame Blade Qi, and Jiu Mozhi was also a little frightened by his strange sword art. Therefore, although Yuan Chengzhi lost the initiative, he could still defend the middle court.
Jiu Mozhi was secretly anxious. He was being held up by his opponent, and it would probably take at least a few hundred moves to determine the winner. The other three people were all highly skilled martial artists, and if they attacked together, Song QingShu might not be able to handle them.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Duo Long quietly slipped out of the door and summoned the soldiers of the Valiant Cavalry Battalion.
Blood Knife Ancestor and Sangjie Lama slowly walked around Song Qingshu. Together with Hong Antong, the three of them firmly surrounded Song Qingshu.
"The three of you have a great background in the Wulin world, and your combined age is more than ten times that of my young master, but you still ganged up on him. Aren't you ashamed?" Shui Sheng was about to take advantage of the chaos to escape, but when she turned around and saw that Song Qingshu was surrounded by the three people, she could not help but mock him.
"This girl is so beautiful, and she suits my taste very much." Blood Knife Ancestor had violated the chastity of countless girls, so how could he not see that the other party was a man disguised as a woman? He glanced at Shui Sheng, his eyes full of greed.
Sangjie Lama had just been snubbed by Jiu Mozhi, and he was very angry. Seeing that the two people did not make a move, he wanted to save his face in front of the other two people, so he held a ball in his hands and attacked with the most powerful Mahamudra, the Great Light Seal.
Despite being so far away, Song QingShu could feel the air around him beginning to solidify. He couldn't help but fly off in different directions.
Jiu Mozhi was also secretly shocked. The other party's weapon was a long sword that looked like a snake, and his sword technique was sharp and strange. In the blink of an eye, the two people exchanged more than ten moves, but there was no clear winner.
Why were there so many young masters in the Wulin world of the Central Plains? Jiu Mozhi was secretly shocked. Nan Murong's martial arts were not bad, but he was still far from the reputation of the Wulin world. Previously, he met Song Qingshu, so he did not dare to look down on the heroes of the world. He did not expect to meet a young man whose martial arts were not below his.
"Golden Snake King Yuan Chengzhi?" The other party's weapon was too unique, and Jiu Mozhi finally remembered who the other party was.
"May I know who you are, sir?" Yuan Chengzhi's face was gloomy. In the past few years, his martial arts had improved greatly, and he thought that there were few opponents in the Wulin world. He did not expect that an ordinary foreign monk could fight him to a draw.
"Tubo State Preceptor, Great Wheel Wisdom King Jiu Mozhi, greets the Golden Snake King." Jiu Mozhi put his palms together and secretly used the Ning Ma Temple's unique skill, the Flame Blade.
Yuan Chengzhi gathered his Qi on the body of the sword, and the Golden Snake Sword let out a slight dragon roar, waiting for an opportunity to find the opponent's flaw.
"This foreign monk is too powerful. I will hold him off, and you guys join hands to finish this quickly. It will be bad if the Tsarist soldiers react," Yuan Chengzhi said in a deep voice, but he did not dare to look at the others. He focused all his attention on Jiu Mozhi.
Seeing him open his mouth, Jiu Mozhi knew that his genuine Qi had more or less dissipated. His eyes brightened, and he took the opportunity to attack.
Yuan Chengzhi was afraid of his illusory Flame Blade Qi, and Jiu Mozhi was also a little frightened by his strange sword art. Therefore, although Yuan Chengzhi had lost the initiative, he was still able to defend himself.
Jiu Mozhi was secretly anxious. He was held up by his opponent, and it would take him hundreds of moves to decide the winner. The other three people were all experts in martial arts, and if they attacked together, Song Qingshu might not be able to handle them.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Duo Long quietly slipped out of the door and summoned the soldiers of the Valiant Cavalry Battalion.
Blood Knife Ancestor and Sangjie Lama slowly walked around Song Qingshu. Together with Hong Antong, the three of them firmly surrounded Song Qingshu.
"The three of you have a great background in the Wulin world, and your ages are more than ten times older than our young master, but you still ganged up on him. Aren't you ashamed?" Shui Sheng was about to escape when she turned around and saw that Song Qingshu was surrounded by the three people. She could not help but ridicule him.
"This girl is so beautiful, and she suits my taste very much." Blood Knife Ancestor had violated the chastity of countless girls, so how could he not see that the other party was a man dressed as a woman? He glanced at Shui Sheng, and his eyes were full of greed.
Just now, Lama Sangjie had been snubbed by Jiu Mozhi, so he was extremely angry in his heart. Seeing that the two of them were not making a move, he had the intention to save his face in front of the other two. His palms seemed as if he was holding a round ball, and the first move he made was the most powerful Grand Light Seal of the Mahamudra.
Despite being so far away, Song QingShu could feel the air around him beginning to solidify. He couldn't help but fly off in different directions.
Jiu Mozhi was also secretly shocked. His opponent's weapon was a long sword that looked like a snake. His sword art was sharp and strange, and his internal energy was also very profound. In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged more than ten moves, but there was no winner.
How could there be so many young masters in the Wulin world of the Central Plains? Jiu Mozhi was secretly shocked. Nan Murong's martial arts were not bad, but he was still far from the reputation of the Wulin world. He did not dare to look down on the heroes of the world because of his encounter with Song Qingshu. He did not expect to meet a young man whose martial arts were not inferior to his.
"Golden Snake King Yuan Chengzhi?" His opponent's weapon was too unique. Jiu Mozhi finally remembered who he was.
"May I know who you are?" Yuan Chengzhi's face was gloomy. In the past few years, his martial arts had improved greatly, and he thought that there were few opponents in the Wulin world who could rival him. He did not expect that an ordinary foreign monk could fight him to a draw.
"Tubo State Preceptor, Great Wheel Wisdom King Jiu Mozhi, greets Golden Snake King." Jiu Mozhi put his palms together and secretly used the unique skill of Ningma Temple, Flame Blade.
Yuan Chengzhi gathered his Qi on the body of the sword, and the Golden Snake Sword let out a slight dragon roar. He was waiting for an opportunity to find his opponent's flaw.
"This foreign monk is too powerful. I will hold him back. You guys join hands and finish this quickly. If the Tsarist soldiers react, we will be in trouble." Yuan Chengzhi said in a deep voice, but he did not dare to look at the others. He focused all his attention on Jiu Mozhi.
Seeing him open his mouth, Jiu Mozhi knew that his Genuine Qi had more or less dissipated. His eyes brightened, and he took the opportunity to attack.
Yuan Chengzhi was afraid of his illusory Flame Blade Qi, and Jiu Mozhi was also a little scared by his strange sword art. Therefore, although Yuan Chengzhi lost the initiative, he could still defend the middle court.
Jiu Mozhi was secretly anxious. He was being held up by his opponent, and it would probably take at least a few hundred moves to determine the winner. The other three people were all highly skilled martial artists, and if they attacked together, Song QingShu might not be able to handle them.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Duo Long quietly slipped out of the door and summoned the soldiers of the Valiant Cavalry Battalion.
Blood Knife Ancestor and Sangjie Lama slowly walked to Song Qingshu. Together with Hong Antong, the three of them firmly surrounded Song Qingshu.
"The three of you have a great background in the Wulin world. You are more than ten times older than my young master, but you still ganged up on him. Aren't you ashamed?" Shui Sheng was about to escape when she turned around and saw Song Qingshu surrounded by the three people. She could not help but ridicule him.
"This young lady is so charming. She suits the old ancestor's taste very well." Blood Knife Ancestor had violated the chastity of countless girls. How could he not see that the other party was a man dressed as a woman? He glanced at Shui Sheng, and his eyes were full of greed.
Just now, Lama Sangjie had been snubbed by Jiu Mozhi, so he was extremely angry in his heart. Seeing that the two of them were not making a move, he had the intention to save his face in front of the other two. His palms seemed as if he was holding a round ball, and the first move he made was the most powerful Grand Light Seal of the Mahamudra.
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