Ye Qiu walked down Shaoshi Mountain feeling refreshed.
Since he had entered the Xiantian realm, his peculiar genuine Qi had already dissipated. Naturally, he did not want to stay in Shaolin any longer, so he had already reported his intention to the abbot.
The reason was also very easy to find.'Disciple is worried about the original Huashan Sect members and wants to go to Fujian to meet them...' The image of a loyal disciple and filial son leaped up.
Fang Zheng did not agree at first. After all, a good disciple could not be kidnapped by Old Yue.
However, Ye Qiu had his own way. He wandered around Shaolin Temple when he had nothing to do. He was especially interested in the place where Ren Yingying was imprisoned. After several times, Fang Zheng saw that his body was no longer in a bad condition. He was even more afraid that once the two of them met, they would cause some trouble, so he finally agreed.
" Very good…I have to go to Fujian. Although I definitely won't use the Evil-Warding Sword Manual to cultivate, it doesn't hurt to take a look. After all, I still have to find Sister Dongfang to embroider in the future. I still have to understand the Sunflower Manual…"
As Ye Qiu hurried on, he tried to figure out the Nine Beyond the Swords 'mnemonic chant.
Now that he had obtained the truth of this sword technique, how could he not study it day and night?
Not long after they left Shaoshi Mountain, a few horses galloped past them. The people on the horses were dressed like Jianghu people and shouted,"Hurry up, don't let that evil thief escape!”
After these few riders, a few more riders passed by. One of them asked Ye Qiu,"Have you seen an old man in a white robe passing by? He had a scimitar hanging from his waist. His aura was terrifying and unforgettable…"
"No!" Ye Qiu shook his head."It can't be such a coincidence, right? You met Xiang Wentian?"
At this moment, there were a few more waves of knights passing by, and Xiang Wentian's aggro on him was quite high. Not only were there people from the Demon Cult, but there were also a large number of righteous cultivators from Green City, Mount Song, and Mount Tai who were chasing after them.
"Ren Woxing, I'm too lazy to move. In any case, as long as Xiang Wentian wasn't around, he wouldn't be able to escape from the Plum Blossom Manor alone. If you cultivate your body every day, you might even live a few more years than in the original novel. It's not bad for Ren Yingying…"
Ye Qiu's brows twitched as he headed in the direction of the black and white paths.
A few miles later, a black pine forest appeared in front of them. Hundreds of people surrounded the pavilion in the middle, making it airtight.
In the middle of the pavilion, a white-robed old man was pouring wine and drinking by himself. There was a forthright expression between his brows, and he looked relaxed, as if he did not take the surrounding siege seriously at all.
If it was the old Linghu Chong, he would have gone up to drink three bowls of strong wine with him and then killed the enemy side by side.
However, the one standing there was Ye Qiu! Furthermore, he had already entered Shaolin Temple, so why would he make the same choice as Linghu Chong?
"Excuse me, make way!" Ye Qiu squeezed his way for more than a hundred feet before finally arriving outside the pavilion. He saw the old man's appearance.
This Xiang Wentian was indeed very tall. His old face was thin, and his white beard reached his chest.
He wasn't wearing a scimitar, but he was carrying a bag on his back. There were iron chains in his hands. It was obvious that he had just escaped from prison. At this moment, he was holding a big bowl and drinking heartily. He actually treated the heroes present as if they were nothing!
"This Xiang Wentian's nickname is the Heavenly King, so he naturally doesn't care about etiquette and rules. In the original novel, there was even a plot where he wanted to eat human flesh…He deserved to die!”A hint of killing intent flashed across Ye Qiu's eyes!
After killing Xiang Wentian, Ren Woxing naturally wouldn't be able to come out of the Plum Blossom Manor. Without this great devil in the martial arts world, he would naturally be able to live in peace for a while. It could be considered a good deed.
" Sigh…" At this moment, Ye Qiu saw that the black and white experts were so afraid that they didn't dare to fight. He couldn't be bothered to wait any longer and directly stepped out of the crowd."Are you Xiang Wentian?"
His voice was loud and clear, and it immediately gave the surrounding martial artists a fright. They all looked at this hotheaded kid.
" Heh…" Xiang Wentian glanced sideways at Ye Qiu. After seeing that it was a little brat, he couldn't be bothered with him. He smiled coldly and continued drinking.
"Isn't this Huashan Sect's abandoned disciple, Linghu Chong? You still have the face to come here?" A person jumped out from the Qingcheng Monastery. Ye Qiu recognized him to be Hou Renxiong, one of the heroes. Ling Huchong had an old grudge with the Qingcheng Monastery, so Hou Renxiong immediately jumped out to make trouble."You made friends with evil people and were expelled from Huashan. Now, you want to join the Demon Sect?”
"My Divine Sect doesn't accept such villains!”A disciple of the Sun Moon Sect wearing black clothes and a yellow belt sneered.
"Oh! So it's Brother Hou. I'm sorry for being disrespectful. I just didn't expect that when did you also join the Demon Cult? Otherwise, why would they not only arrest this person together, but also speak in unison? It could be seen that they were of the same mind.”Ye Qiu laughed.
"Nonsense!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Hou Renxiong and the Demon Sect member rushed forward.
Hou Renxiong unsheathed the pure steel sword at his waist, and specks of sword light pierced towards Ye Qiu's vital points. As for the Demon Sect disciple, he used a pair of Judge Brushes. His moves were exquisite, and his internal strength was vigorous. He was no weaker than the first-class figures of the Five Mountain Sword Sect.
"Many thanks for Brother Hou's sword!" Ye Qiu reached out his hand and gently plucked out a sword light. Under the dazzling gazes of the surrounding crowd, he had already pinched out a Qingfeng sword. Then, he kicked Hou Renxiong and sent him tumbling a few times before rolling away in a sorry state.
With a sword in hand, Ye Qiu casually swung his sword. He used the 'Whip Breaking Style' of the Nine Beyond the Swords. This move specialized in breaking all kinds of short weapons. As the sword light flashed, the Demon Cult member's wrist was hit by the sword, and his right palm fell to the ground.
"Good!" With these few moves, the surrounding experts saw that Ye Qiu's martial arts were exquisite and his sword skills were superb, and they couldn't help but cheer.
"Brother Hou's 'Wild Goose Falling on the Sand with His Buttocks Backward', I'm afraid I still need to practice it properly…"
Ye Qiu casually said, causing Hou Renxiong's face to turn red. He walked into the pavilion and cupped his hands towards Wentian,"Envoy to the right, please!"
"Your martial arts are not bad. Are you here to make things difficult for me?”Xiang Wentian put down his wine bowl. Ever since he saw Ye Qiu display his exquisite martial arts, he did not dare to be as impudent as before.
"I'm Linghu Guochong, a Shaolin disciple!”
Ye Qiu only said this sentence and didn't say anything else, because this reason was enough! The martial arts world had always had a blood feud with the White Dao. When a disciple of a famous sect encountered a member of the Demonic Sect, it was normal for him to draw his sword and kill him!
"So it's the Shaolin Temple's elite! I don't think I've offended Shaolin before!”Xiang Wentian sighed.
The Shaolin Temple of Mount Song had always been the leader of the martial arts world in the Central Plains. Its reputation was even above that of the Five Mountain Sword Sects. The group of heroes outside the pavilion were all shocked.
"Exterminating demons and protecting the Dao is the duty of righteous disciples like us!”Ye Qiu said seriously. A green light flashed on his hand, and the chains on Xiang Wentian's hand were completely removed!
Using the Qingfeng Sword to cut the chains was naturally the work of Ye Qiu's internal energy. Xiang Wentian had already thought highly of Ye Qiu, but only now did he realize that this young man's internal energy was so high that it seemed bottomless.
"I won't take advantage of you. There are so many weapons outside. You can go and borrow one!”Ye Qiu took a step back, his face revealing a righteous expression.
"What a fast sword! What vigorous internal strength!"
The group of heroes were all moved and took a few steps back.
The people from the Sun Moon Sect naturally knew that the iron chain in Xiang Wentian's hand was no ordinary item. Yet, this person was able to cut it with an ordinary steel sword. The speed of his attack and the strength of his strength had already reached an unbelievable level!
"Good! Good! Good!" Xiang Wentian looked at the broken iron chain on his wrist and suddenly said," Good." He laughed loudly and pushed his palms together. The four pillars of the pavilion broke and the entire pavilion fell down.
Before the gazebo was pressed down, Xiang Wentian's body leaped out like a great roc and entered the Demon Cult's camp. He punched and kicked, quickly killing a group of people, and even snatched a scimitar and a horse. He was about to escape!
Xiang Wentian was extremely scheming. Although he seemed to be surrounded, he had already planned to escape, so he was extremely relaxed. However, when he met Ye Qiu, he knew that he was no match for him and instantly chose to escape!
He wasn't a man of rules to begin with, and he was also shouldering a heavy responsibility. It wasn't easy for him to find out Ren Woxing's whereabouts, so how could he be willing to fight to the death with the enemy here?
"Emissary to the Right, why are you in such a hurry?"
Ye Qiu's voice suddenly rang out from behind his ear. Xiang Wentian jumped out in shock, and his right leg kicked out in a series of consecutive kicks, creating a strong wind.
It was a pity that his strength had missed. When Xiang Wentian dismounted, he realized that Ye Qiu had already stood behind the horse. His lightness skill was so high that it was like a ghost.
"Forget it! Forget it! You want my life? Then come!"
Xiang Wentian unsheathed his scimitar. The blade lowered slightly, causing a cloud of dust to rise from the ground.
Seeing Ye Qiu's qinggong, the Right Emissary gave up all hope and prepared to struggle.
At this moment, the group of heroes knew that Xiang Wentian was desperate and wanted to risk his life. They retreated one after another, forming a circle and giving up the battlefield.
" I'm just about to experience God's brilliant moves…" As Ye Qiu spoke, his sword had already lightly stabbed out.
The sword was thrust very slowly. Since ancient times, there had never been such a sword technique in the Five Mountain Sword Sect. It was crooked and could not be considered a sword technique. However, when Xiang Wentian saw the sword tip coming at him, his expression became unprecedentedly solemn because he realized that there was no flaw in this sword technique. It was so natural that he had no chance to counterattack!
He knew that he had met many famous swordsmen in his life, but none of them had given him such great pressure from the beginning!
Xiang Wentian had no way to dodge, so he could only raise his saber to block. The saber shadow was like a howling wind, covering his upper body. It was a defensive move.
The tip of Ye Qiu's sword moved and naturally drew a half circle. The sword shadow merged into the blade shadow. Xiang Wentian cried out repeatedly, and his body was covered in wounds as he quickly retreated.
Just like that, one stab, one circle, and it was plain, but it had forced a top expert to be in danger again and again!
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