The puppet and Ma Chaoqun became entangled in battle. Ma Chaoqun's treasured blade landed on the puppet, but it only left behind a deep mark. There was the vague sound of metal colliding. The mohist puppets were made from thousand-year-old ironwood. They had been tempered through a special method, so they could not be compared to regular wood. Although he had the assistance of a Vitality talisman, he was still forced into a retreat.
"Senior brother, what do we do?"
Senior brother Song's expression finally changed slightly. Even if he had a few more mid grade talismans, it would be far too much of a waste. With a great roar, he leapt out of the carriage and took off from the door, rushing into the air. He flew over the spacious square like a great bird.
He completely ignored Ma Chaoqun and the others below. He landed on the Proud Sword hall and pushed off again, directly shooting towards the secret room where Li Qingshan resided.
The people of the jianghu in the square had never seen such a wondrous movement technique before. They all raised their heads and became dumbfounded.
Yu Zijian cried out, "Sixth layer Qi Practitioner!" During the time she spent in the Clear River prefecture, she had learnt a lot about the general knowledge of Qi Practitioners. She understood just how terrifying sixth layer Qi Practitioners were, which immediately made her worry for uncle Niu. She rushed towards the Proud Sword hall.
As he rapidly approached her, senior brother Song grabbed and pulled with his finger, and the thick wooden door shattered. He saw the tall, hooded figure inside with a single glance as if he had not sensed anything at all. He still had his back towards him. ("")
There was definitely no such a tall, burly man on the three mountains! Senior brother Song immediately realised this. He slammed his palm against the man's back, and true qi surged out of his body.
"Uncle Niu!" Yu Zijian happened to make her way over. When she saw this, she paled and became filled with sorrow. It's all my fault. Uncle Niu is going to be beaten to death by the bad guy now.
Senior brother Song's face had just lit up when it vanished, as not only did the burly man not fly away, but he basically did not budge at all. He continued to drink from his bowl of alcohol. The true qi he breathed out was like mud in the ocean. It failed to harm the burly man at all. This was the first time he had encountered something so strange!
"W- who are you?"
Li Qingshan suddenly looked back. There was a scarlet flash in the darkness under the hat. Senior brother Song wanted to retreat, but it was already too late. His arm, which was almost twice as long as a normal person's, wrapped around his neck with a dustpan-like hand.
He felt as if he was trapped by iron and had no chance of breaking free. As long as this hand exerted a little force, his neck would be broken and he would become a corpse.
All Yu Zijian saw was uncle Niu finally stand up. His tall figure was filled with unbelievable power. His head seemed like it was about to hit the ceiling. With a single step, the ground shook, and the dishes on the table flew into the air. "Call me Niu Juxia!" He took a step back and pulled back his arm. He roared, "Call me Niu Juxia!" He threw Martial Brother Song like a javelin thrower. ("")
With a whoosh, Senior Brother Song's figure disappeared. He even crashed into the eaves with a loud bang, causing broken tiles to fall to the ground.
The martial artists in the square saw that the figure left even faster than the one who came. He drew a parabola and landed outside the door with a loud bang. His mouth was open without him realizing it. Obviously, Niu Juxia inside was more ruthless.
"Senior brother, senior brother, are you fine?"
Senior brother Song was disorientated from the fall, but he was protected by true qi, so he was not injured. However, he was truly frightened. Just who was that huge man? Before him, he actually felt like he was unable to resist. If he wanted to kill him, he would be a dead man already. He was afraid that he would suddenly change his mind, so he said in a hurry, "Go, go!"
He actually ignored Ma Chaoqun and immediately boarded the carriage. He whipped off, rushing out of Salt Mountain city.
Yu Zijian stared at Li Qingshan in a daze. Just Now, the light from outside had landed on him, illuminating his pitch-black, unsophisticated face.
His face was much younger than she had imagined it to be. He gave off a dignified air without being angry. His pursed lips made him seem extremely dignified. She was certain that she had never seen a face like that before, but the sense of familiarity did not vanish. Instead, it grew heavier.
Could this be fate? A strange thought suddenly crossed her mind, which made her leap in fright. How was this possible? This fate was a little too great.
"Thank you, B- Niu Juxia!"
Li Qingshan sat back down on the bench and pushed down his bamboo hat. "There's no need to thank me. Go see your father!"
Yu Zijian turned around and returned to the hall. The entire square fell silent. Everyone gathered their gazes on her, as if they wanted to find out about this Niu Juxia's secret from her.
Ma Chaoqun's face was ashen. In his eyes, senior brother Song was a supreme existence on the entire Pheasant's Grace mountain, yet he had actually been defeated in a single move by the person inside. He did not even dare to fight back. The Vitality talisman on him had dimmed and lost its effect. The puppet soldier gripped his arm firmly, pressing him to the ground.
Yu Shukuang said, "What else do you have to say?"
Ma Chaoqun struggled as hard as he could. His face twisted viciously. "It's the same as last time. It's the same as last time. It's not that I'm weaker than you, but that you're despicable and deceitful! If you have the guts, then kill me. The Pheasant's Grace mountain will definitely avenge me and slaughter your Proud Sword manor! "
Yu Shukuang suddenly laughed aloud, but it was not the complacent laughter of a victor. Instead, it was filled with bitterness and self-mockery. "I really don't understand. You're ugly and you're extreme. Apart from your martial arts being slightly better than mine, which aspect of me is inferior to you? Why does Zi 'er just have to take a fancy to you?"
Ma Chaoqun said, "W- what did you say?!"
Li Qingshan was confused as well. Why would there be a woman who would poison the person she took a fancy to in the world?
"That's because she knows that if I win, I won't kill you, but if you win, you'll definitely kill me. That's why she resorted to this. She once personally told me that she would marry a madman like you regardless of the outcome. I've already lost before the battle has even begun. "
"I just refuse to accept this. I want to prove to her that I, Yu Shukuang, am fearless even if I have to die for her. However, she just can't bear to see me die for her. How can she let anyone die for her?" When Yu Shukuang reached there, he could not help but burst into tears.
Ma Chaoqun was stunned. She had once tried so hard to persuade him not to fight Yu Shukuang, but he became more and more suspicious that she had fallen in love with someone else. He flew into a rage, determined to kill Yu Shukuang.
Yu Shukuang continued, "After the match, you left without even leaving behind a single message. She was filled with regret. Although she had no choice but to marry me, she passed away in a few years. "Ever since then, he grew his beard and swore never to marry again. He focused on raising Yu Zijian.
Neither of the two young and stubborn men took a step back. All the woman could do was do what she could, but it was all for naught in the end.
Ma Chaoqun came to a realisation. The extremely gentle woman had never betrayed him. He had been blinded by his jealousy and suspicion. At that moment, he suddenly hoped that she had really fallen in love with someone else, obtained everything she wanted, and lived happily in this world.
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