He realized that this Murong Chou was not blindly arrogant. He did have the ability and confidence. The power of the Imperial Heaven Sword was amazing. It could suppress his Great Dream God Technique.
His body flashed and he was about to teleport away.
"Chi!" A light whistle suddenly sounded. The light of the short sword increased again. It actually locked the space, making Yi Qingsong unable to move.
"Humph!" Yi Qingsong's face darkened. He slowly pushed out his palm.
This palm seemed slow and unhurried, but it was actually incomparably fast.
"Ding …" The cold light collided with his palm. It actually flew out and revealed the sword.
The short sword vibrated in the air like a snake, trying to find a gap to enter.
Yi Qingsong lowered his head and looked at his palm. There was already a small wound on it. This dagger was actually able to break through his Protective Aura Qi and the power of his palm. If not for the fact that Murong Chou's cultivation was slightly lower, the dagger would have pierced through his palm.
He did not dare to underestimate Murong Chou anymore.
Originally, he did not want to make things too tense. The Great Dream Sect was not fully prepared yet. They needed time to increase their strength and accumulate power. He just wanted to teach Murong Chou a lesson.
However, he did not expect to meet such a tough opponent. He could only use his true strength. Otherwise, if he really lost, he would become a big joke. He, the Sect Leader, could not defeat a Demon Sword Sect disciple. The whole Great Dream Sect would be shamed.
Moreover, he did not want to lose under the eyes of Qin Mengyun and Lu Qingxue.
"Ding ding ding ding …" The short sword was like lightning. It arrived in an instant but was blocked by his palms. No matter how hard he tried, he could not break through the blockade of his palms. The tip of the sword stabbed into his palms. It was like hitting a stone. The sound was clear.
Yi Qingsong's palm power was getting faster and faster. In the end, it formed a sky full of palm shadows that enveloped Murong Chou. Murong Chou kept retreating while using the Imperial Heaven Sword to attack.
One advanced while the other retreated. His palms could force back the sword user. It seemed that Murong Chou was in danger and would definitely lose.
Murong Chou's face was solemn. His eyes were burning. He would not allow himself to be defeated. If he could defeat Yi Qingsong, it would be a great thing for the Demon Sword Sect. It would also lead to an alliance with the Dancing Butterfly Sect.
More importantly, he could show his face in front of Qin Mengyun and let her know how strong he was.
"Hmph!" He shouted, and another beam of cold light shot out from his back. Two beams of cold light shot towards Yi Qingsong at almost the same time.
Yi Qingsong frowned and used his palms to block them.
"Ding …" Two clear sounds rang out almost at the same time.
Yi Qingsong took a step back.
Who would have thought that the power of these two swords would not weaken in the slightest. It was equivalent to adding another person. This Imperial Heaven Sword truly lived up to its name.
"Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding." This time, Murong Chou moved forward while Yi Qingsong continuously retreated. The situation between the two of them immediately reversed.
"Forget it." Qin Mengyun said angrily, "The two of you, stop fighting."
She could tell that the two of them were truly enraged. It was hard to get off a tiger, but they still wanted to win. If this went on, someone would definitely die. Moreover, the two sects were bound to fight, and the Dancing Butterfly Sect would be caught in the middle.
Murong Chou said with smile: "Junior Sister Qin, don't worry. My Imperial Heaven Sword can only control two swords. I was afraid that if I really killed him, it would cause big trouble, so I held back. He won't die!"
"Shut up!" Qin Mengyun snorted. "What's the point of continuing to fight?"
"To experience the power of this Sect Leader Yi." Murong Chou said with a smile: "Now that I look at it, it's really normal. This Sect Leader is probably the same as Brother Wu. His words are useless, and he's just a figurehead. Otherwise, why would he come here personally? "
Yi Qingsong laughed coldly.
Qin Mengyun said coldly: "Brother Wu's words carry enormous weight. No one can go against him. You just have to say that Brother Wu is just a figurehead!"
"Haha …" Murong Chou shook his head and laughed: "I know that you like Brother Wu and are biased towards him. But no matter how powerful he is, how can he defeat those old fellows?"
Yi Qingsong said: "From what I know, Brother Wu is really not just a figurehead. Instead, he commands him like an arm. Everyone in the sect obeys him."
"You're flattering yourself." Murong Chou said with a smile.
Suddenly, a cold light flew out from behind him. Three swords formed a triangular shape and shot towards Yi Qingsong at lightning speed.
Yi Qingsong waved his sleeve.
"Ding! Ding! Ding! "With a clear sound, the three cold lights suddenly disappeared.
Murong Chou's expression changed slightly. He laughed coldly: "Good skill!"
He realized that he had lost contact with the three swords. His forehead was in severe pain, as if a knife had cut through it. It was obvious that this was a strange secret technique that cut off the connection between him and the swords.
Murong Chou smiled and looked at Murong Chou: "Although the Heaven Sword is good, it's not invincible. Take a look at my Great Dream Sword Technique!"
After he said that, he waved his sleeve and three cold lights shot out.
Although Murong Chou could not see the swords clearly, he felt that they were his own swords. He did not dodge or evade, he stretched out his hand, wanting to gather them back into his bosom. However, his expression suddenly changed, the short swords did not seem to recognize him at all, and a dense killing intent shot towards him.
He could not dodge them in time. He could only watch helplessly as he was about to be pierced into three holes. Moreover, the three swords formed a triangular shape. One was aimed at his forehead, one was aimed at his heart, and one was aimed at his Dantian.
He did not even have the time to dodge them on his forehead. No matter how fast his movements were, they could not be faster than his thoughts.
While he was thinking about this, his body could not move. He could only watch helplessly as the cold lights shot towards him.
Yi Qingsong was shocked when he saw that Murong Chou did not dodge. His expression changed. He wanted to withdraw the three swords but he did not have the Imperial Sword Technique. It was too late for him to fly over. He could only watch helplessly.
"Tss tss tss!" After three whistling sounds, the three swords pierced through an ancient tree and disappeared into the forest.
Murong Chou wiped his forehead with lingering fear. Fortunately, there was a huge force behind him that moved him away.
He turned his head and saw Chu Li in a white robe standing with his hands behind his back. He was overjoyed. "Brother Wu!"
"Brother Murong, long time no see!" Chu Li closed fist saluted and smiled. He then looked at Yi Qingsong. "Sect Leader Yi!"
"Calling me sect leader is too formal. Brother Wu, how have you been?" Yi Qingsong smiled and closed fist saluted.
He let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Chu Li acted in time. Otherwise, it would have been troublesome.
However, Chu Li was unfathomable. His aura was like the sea.
Chu Li smiled. "I just came out of isolated cultivation. I didn't expect to bump into each other!"
"What coincidence? We're both here to look for Sect Leader Lu!" Murong Chou smiled.
He glared at Yi Qingsong and scoffed. "I made a wrong move earlier. Otherwise, it's hard to say who would've won!"
He was not convinced. If he did not lose control of the short swords, he would not have been in danger. Fortunately, Chu Li reached out in time. Otherwise, he would have died here.
He stole a glance at Qin Mengyun. He saw that Qin Mengyun was staring at Chu Li with a complicated expression.
His heart ached but he could not do anything. He still could not win against Brother Wu!
Yi Qingsong shook his head and smiled. He looked at Chu Li. "Brother Wu, are you here to look for Sect Leader Lu too?"
Chu Li replied, "Isn't it the same for the Great Dream Sect to form an alliance with the Dancing Butterfly Sect?"
"The Great Dream Sect and the Dancing Butterfly Sect have always been close. I'm not here to form an alliance. I'm just here to visit Senior Lu. "Yi Qingsong smiled.
Chu Li chuckled. "Brother Yi, you've improved a lot since you became the sect leader. You can't lie through your teeth like before."
"Haha, you're the same." Yi Qingsong laughed.
Murong Chou suppressed the bitterness in his heart and scoffed. "Then let Sect Leader Lu choose a sect!"
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