How old was Zi Qiange? She didn't have the decisiveness and coldness to turn and leave. She grabbed Zi Nan's hand and cried, "Father, I'll stay with you. At most, we'll die together!"
"Take the Heaven Song Sword and leave, leave quickly …"
Zi Nan was already heavily injured and didn't even have the strength to speak. She didn't have the strength to argue with Zi Qiange and could only repeatedly urge her to leave.
Zi Nan was so emotional that she couldn't breathe. Her eyes glazed over and she stopped breathing.
Zi Qiange realized the situation was bad and cried even harder. However, her mind was in a mess and she didn't know what to do.
The others were even more so. They were all Zi Nan's disciples and usually dared to make a fuss. However, the moment Zi Nan fell, everyone was stunned.
Although Zi Nan was no longer the dojo master, she still had a lot of influence in Tong City. After all, she was a rank five swordsman with considerable strength. Although Zi Qiange was usually very loud, she didn't have enough prestige in everyone's hearts.
Now that Zi Nan was dead, all the disciples were stunned. Of course, there were a few disciples who had other ideas.
Zi Qiange wasn't an ordinary girl after all. After crying for a while and confirming that Zi Nan was really dead, she slowly calmed down.
She looked around with bloodshot eyes and said to everyone, "My father was killed by a swordsman from the Mo clan. I must take revenge for him. Brothers, please lend me a hand! "
The group was young and hot-blooded. Zi Nan had indeed treated them well. Immediately, a large group of people agreed loudly and shouted that they would seek revenge.
Gao Zhengyang couldn't stand it anymore and reminded, "You can't even beat the old man, aren't you just throwing your life away?"
How could Zi Qiange listen to this? She glared at Gao Zhengyang and said, "If you're afraid, then scram. I was wrong about you. "
The other disciples also glared at Gao Zhengyang, some with bad tempers even started cursing him on the spot.
Ungrateful and worse than pigs and dogs, these words were naturally attached to Gao Zhengyang.
"It's fine if you were wrong about me, you've never been right."
Gao Zhengyang didn't get angry and said indifferently, "It's just that your current actions are unfilial, unjust, and unwise. You don't have the right to lecture others."
"What do you mean?" Zi Qiange became even angrier. She originally thought that Gao Zhengyang was one of them, but she never thought that he would undermine her at such a crucial moment.
"The old man's last words were for you to leave quickly. You went against his last words and wanted to take revenge. This is unfilial. Even the old man is no match for him, yet you insist on courting death. This is unwise. Not only are you courting death, but you also want to bring your fellow disciples to die with you. This is unjust. "
Gao Zhengyang lectured Zi Qian Ge one by one. He didn't care if Zi Qian Ge would listen to him. He turned around and left.
Everyone in the martial arts club was furious. They scolded Gao Zhengyang for being heartless and cowardly.
However, what Gao Zhengyang said did make sense. Some people also felt that revenge was not a reliable plan after getting hot-blooded.
Most importantly, Zi Nan, the strongest among them, had been severely injured in front of everyone. They were far inferior to Zi Nan, so how could they take revenge? Moreover, there were many guests from the Mo family.
The swordsmen from the Mo family were also friends of the Pegasus Martial Arts Club. The Pegasus Martial Arts Club was one of the top three martial arts clubs in Tong City. It was much more powerful than the Heaven Song Martial Arts Club.
After these people realized this, they all wanted to retreat. After Gao Zhengyang left, the group of people advised Zi Qiange to bury Zi Nan first. It would not be too late to take revenge later.
After being lectured by Gao Zhengyang, Zi Qiange calmed down a lot. Indeed, rushing over now would not be revenge. It would be suicide. However, she could not hold back her anger if she stayed silent.
In a hurry, she could only buy a coffin and build a simple mourning shed with a white cloth.
Zi Qiange sat in front of the coffin. She felt sad when she thought of her father's smiling face. She also felt that Gao Zhengyang was heartless and that everyone else was unjust. The more she thought about it, the more sorrowful she felt.
In the middle of the night, the maidservant, Zi Yan, dragged Zi Qiange into her room to rest and brought her a pot of hot tea.
Zi Qiange was very gratified. Although this maidservant who had followed her since she was young was fat, she was still one of them. After drinking two mouthfuls of hot tea, she felt weak all over and drowsy.
She vaguely felt that something was wrong, but her body was soft and she could not use any strength. This made her panic, not knowing what had gone wrong.
Just as Zi Qiange was feeling bewildered, Zi Yan strode over and smiled at Zi Qiange. Her fat smile was not comical, but cold and sinister.
"Miss, where is the Heaven Song Sword?" Zi Yan did not hide and directly asked about the Heaven Song Sword.
Zi Qiange was very surprised. "Little Yan 'er, what are you doing?"
"Just going our separate ways in the face of disaster."
Zi Yan sat down in front of Zi Qiange and said in a low voice, "But before we leave, we can't leave empty-handed. Since the other party wants the Heaven Song Sword, it must be something good. Miss, hurry up and hand it over. "
Zi Qiange was furious. "Zi Yan, our family has been good to you. How can you be so ungrateful? "
"Good or not, I'm just a servant."
Zi Yan sneered. "In order to let me practice the Iron Elephant Skill, your father fed me medicine to strengthen my muscles and bones since I was young. Isn't it your father's doing that I'm so ugly? "
Zi Yan continued, "You order me around, you must have forgotten about it yourself. "Don't talk about kindness. I eat the food of the Zi family and work hard for the Zi family." I don't owe you anything. "
Zi Qiange wanted to refute, but after thinking for a long time, she could not say anything. Her father made Zi Yan look like this. If she said it was for her own good, it would be nonsense.
"We got along, and I don't want to be rough. Hand over the Heaven Song Sword, and I'll turn around and leave. "
Zi Yan's small eyes flashed with a faint cold light. "Miss, keeping the Heaven Song Sword is also a disaster."
Zi Qiange could not help but say sarcastically, "So you're doing this for me?"
"People can only think for themselves. Of course, I have to take a big risk to take the Heaven Song Sword, but in the martial world, I have to take a gamble. If I'm afraid of everything, I might as well just die and save myself trouble. "
Zi Yan laughed strangely again. "With my ugly character, I can't get other people's love, so it's not bad to make other people afraid!"
"I don't know about the Heaven Song Sword. It's the sword my father hid …"
Before Zi Qiange could finish speaking, Zi Yan's thick palm covered her mouth and nose. "Miss, you're not smart."
Zi Qiange was soon out of breath. Her face turned purple, and the elemental energy in her body could not circulate with her breath. It kept expanding inside her body, and her internal organs were about to explode.
What was even more terrifying was the suffocation and pain, which made Zi Qiange wish she was dead. Although she often fought, was injured by swords, and was injured by demonic beasts, she had never experienced this kind of pain.
Zi Qiange's eyes quickly rolled back, and her body trembled violently. She seemed like she could die at any moment.
Only then did Zi Yan slowly let go of her hand, allowing Zi Qiange to breathe in a breath of fresh air.
Zi Qiange instantly released all the pressure, as if she had a new life. She greedily breathed in. She felt that being alive was so wonderful.
However, Zi Yan's hand quickly covered Zi Qiange's mouth and nose again, and the suffocating feeling came again. Zi Qiange could not help but want to beg for mercy, but she could not make a sound.
Zi Yan did not ask Zi Qiange anymore, and continued to torture Zi Qiange with suffocation. This happened a few times, and Zi Qiange's entire body was drenched in sweat. Her eyes were filled with fear. She no longer had the unyielding spirit from before.
Seeing Zi Yan's hand cover her mouth again, Zi Qiange hurriedly begged for mercy, "I'll talk, I'll talk. The Heaven Song Sword is my father's sword. It's just that it's covered with a layer of purple gold copper. "
Zi Qiange actually knew that Zi Yan would probably kill her once she obtained the Heaven Song Sword. However, the suffocating pain and torture made her want to die right now.
"Master can be considered a smart person, but unfortunately, you are neither smart nor ruthless. The martial world does not suit you. "
Zi Yan stood up, her fat face expressionless. She slowly raised her huge hand, and a green color appeared on it, "Master and servant, I'll give you a quick death!"
Zi Qiange's eyes revealed despair, but she also felt slightly relieved. She had lived for thirty years, but she could not even see the people around her clearly.
Indeed, Zi Yan was right. She was not suited for the martial world. Reuniting with her father in the underworld like this seemed pretty good.
Zi Yan circulated the Iron Elephant Skill, and just as she was about to slap Zi Qiange to death, she suddenly heard someone clapping. She was startled, and hurriedly turned around, only to see three men behind her.
The man in the lead wore a black fur coat, and a luxurious longsword hung at his waist. He looked very imposing.
Zi Yan could not help but narrow her eyes. This man was the swordsman who had killed Zi Nan during the day: Mo Qi.
Mo Qi clapped his hands twice, and said with a smile, "Although you are a maid with a fat and stupid appearance, you are a smart person."
Zi Yan took two steps back, "Swordsman Mo, I am a pitiful person. I will leave the Zi Clan right now, so please let me live."
"I see that you are also a talent, follow me." Mo Qi said with a sincere expression.
Zi Yan seemed to be a little moved, "Really?"
Mo Qi nodded, and just as he was about to speak, Zi Yan suddenly grabbed Zi Qiange's neck, and lifted her up. Zi Yan was a big person, and holding Zi Qiange was like a strong man holding a child.
"What are you doing?" Mo Qi asked in surprise.
"I want to rely on the Mo Clan, but as a servant who betrayed her master, I am afraid that I will not be able to obtain your trust."
Zi Yan's broken voice was very unpleasant to hear, but her words were very clear, "So, I do not dare to climb up to you. I beg you to let me live. "
Mo Qi said with a smile, "Are you holding Zi Qiange to threaten me?"
"I don't dare, I don't dare."
Zi Yan lifted Zi Qiange like a shield, and carefully held it in front of her chest, completely ignoring the fact that she was about to crush Zi Qiange to death.
"You suddenly spoke up when I was about to make my move, so you definitely don't want Zi Qiange to die."
Zi Yan calmly said, "Perhaps you like her beauty, or perhaps you want to play with your enemy's daughter, or perhaps she has some secret. No matter what, Zi Qiange is still useful."
Zi Yan said to Mo Qi, "Using a useful beauty to exchange for a useless ugly person's life isn't too much, right?"
"I've really underestimated you."
Mo Qi shook his head, "A small Heaven Song Martial Arts Club actually has such an understanding person. Not bad, not bad. "
As he spoke, he moved aside a few steps, "You can go, just leave Zi Qiange alive for me."
Mo Qi then signaled the two accompanying swordsmen to move aside, making way for Zi Yan.
"It's a deal."
Zi Yan carefully carried Zi Qiange and walked out of the door step by step.
Mo Qi just smiled there and did not have any intention to make a move.
Zi Yan did not dare to be careless. She carried Zi Qiange out of the room and was about to jump over the wall to leave, but a person suddenly flashed out of the shadows and fiercely slapped over.
Zi Yan did not hesitate to block Zi Qiange. That person's palm slapped down, but Zi Qiange was unharmed. But the cold palm power went straight through Zi Yan.
Caught off guard, Zi Yan felt something was wrong and hurriedly let go.
That person reached out and grabbed Zi Qiange by the back of his collar, snatching him away.
From making a move to snatching Zi Qiange, the entire process was done in one go. Although Zi Yan was on guard, her strength was not as good as the other. She could only watch helplessly without being able to do anything.
Zi Yan was also a decisive person. After failing, she did not hesitate and turned to leave. Outside the wall, a large group of black-clothed people holding swords jumped in.
This group of black-clothed men numbered in the dozens, and they quickly surrounded Zi Yan in three circles.
Seeing this, Zi Yan's big fat face became especially ugly. She cried and said to Mo Qi who walked out of the room, "Great swordsman Mo, why make things difficult for an ugly person like me?"
"I just want to make things difficult for a smart person like you, what can you do?" Mo Qi's smile was still so calm and confident, like a noble.
Zi Yan looked at that face hatefully and wanted to punch it. "I just want to live, I just want to live …"
The madly angry Zi Yan could no longer suppress her emotions, and her body continuously expanded. Her body was originally fat, and when she expanded, she grew more than three feet taller. Her exposed skin was dark green. It looked very terrifying.
This huge body also gave the black-clothed people a lot of pressure. Even Mo Qi restrained his smile. This Purple Swallow Iron Elephant Art had reached the fifth rank.
Moreover, it seemed to be combined with some kind of secret technique that could stimulate one's potential. It was very powerful.
The swordsman who tried to sneak attack took advantage of Zi Yan's transformation to flash over and stab Zi Yan's back. The white sword edge spat out a wisp of cold air, which turned into a huge white frost flower on Zi Yan's back.
After Zi Yan transformed, her strength increased explosively, and the little cold power was not enough to affect her. She grabbed the sword edge with a flip of her palm.
The swordsman still wanted to struggle, but Zi Yan raised her hammer-like fist and smashed the swordsman's head with one punch.
"You're jumping!"
After Zi Yan smashed the swordsman to death, she roared and fiercely rushed into the group of black-clothed people.
After Zi Yan transformed, her strength increased explosively, and naturally, her speed was fast. Adding on her long arms and legs, no one could dodge her attacks.
In a single exchange, five black-clothed swordsman were sent flying. These flying swordsman's bodies were twisted and deformed, and it looked like they would die.
Many of the black-clothed swordsman were shocked, and hurriedly dodged in all directions. Even Mo Qi was shocked. These were all his direct subordinates, and he naturally watched them die just like that. He also drew his sword and charged forward.
Zi Yan ignored Mo Qi, and specifically targeted the black-clothed people. Her attacks were extremely heavy, and every move she made had the power of thousands of catties. As long as the black-clothed people were swept by her, their bones would be broken.
In a dozen or so breaths, at least twenty black-clothed people had been killed by her. Of course, her body was also inevitably pierced by dozens of sword wounds.
Mo Qi was also anxious, if this continued, his subordinates would all be killed. Mo Qi shouted, his body glowed with blue light, and his body suddenly sped up a bit.
Taking advantage of the gap when Zi Yan turned around, Mo Qi's sword pierced through her heart. He was afraid that he could not kill Zi Yan, so he continued to stab several times, piercing through Zi Yan's body a few times before withdrawing his sword and retreating.
Zi Yan stood where she was, touching the bleeding wounds on her body, and roared unwillingly: "I just want to live, what's wrong with wanting to live … …"
Her voice became softer and softer, and her body continuously shrunk. Very quickly, she returned to her original size, and fell to the ground, no longer moving.
The surrounding black-clothed people all watched in bewilderment, not daring to approach.
Zi Qian Ge, who was thrown to the ground, witnessed the entire battle. Zi Yan's explosiveness before her death was very unexpected to her. She never knew that this servant girl could fight so well!
Zi Qian Ge's emotions were very complicated. If not for Mo Qi being so strong, Zi Yan would definitely have escaped. She had always looked down on Zi Yan, but now she realized that whether it was brains or martial strength, Zi Yan was much stronger than her.
Unfortunately, fate was not on her side, and she met Mo Qi.
Just as Zi Qian Ge was sighing, the corner of her eyes suddenly flashed, as if there was a shadow moving. Just as she was about to take a closer look, she discovered that Mo Qi had come over.
Mo Qi's face was filled with killing intent, and the sword in his hand was still dripping with blood. Just now, Zi Yan had gone crazy and killed more than half of the people. Even the ice swordsman close to her had been beaten to death. This number of casualties was a bit too heavy.
At this time, Mo Qi naturally could not laugh. He came over and pointed his sword at Zi Qian Ge's throat. "Bitch, how many people have died for you! Laozi will f * ck them to death. "
Mo Qi's expression was sinister, and just as he was speaking ruthlessly, he suddenly felt a sense of danger, and hurriedly turned around and slashed with his sword.
Mo Qi was a little surprised that the treasured sword slashed through empty air. At this time, a sword light pierced out from the shadow behind him, soundlessly piercing through the back of Mo Qi's neck, piercing through his throat.
This person had endured for a long time, and the timing of the stab was just right. Furthermore, the sword in his hand was extremely sharp, easily killing Mo Qi on the spot.
Piercing through the throat would not cause instant death, but the back of the neck was pierced, and all mobility was ended. Mo Qi looked at the cold and slender sword in front of him in despair. He could not figure out when someone came from behind.
The sudden change also made Zi Qian Ge, who was on the ground, dumbfounded.
The powerful swordsman Mo Qi who killed her father, died just like that?
Zi Qian Ge felt that Mo Qi was at least high grade fifth stage, or even a sixth stage swordsman. Such a swordsman was killed so easily.
The shadow faded, revealing Gao Zhengyang's figure.
Zi Qian Ge was even more shocked. She never would have thought that the one who killed Mo Qi was actually Gao Zhengyang! This man without essence energy, how could he be so powerful?
Gao Zhengyang nodded towards Zi Qian Ge: "Good thing I'm not late."
Zi Qian Ge looked at the slender green sword in his hand, it was her father's Heaven Song Sword.
"Lend me your sword." Gao Zhengyang explained. Only by borrowing the sharpness of the treasured sword could he compete with an expert like Mo Qi.
However, the Mo family swordsmen discovered that something was wrong, Mo Qi was actually dead!
The Mo family swordsmen all charged towards Gao Zhengyang like crazy. Only by killing Gao Zhengyang could they possibly survive.
The group of swordsmen that were like mad tigers caused Zi Qian Ge's expression to change, and she shouted: "Hurry and leave!"
Gao Zhengyang flicked the blade of his sword, and calmly said: "Don't worry, no one can leave."
(End of this chapter)
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