Bian Bufu felt Song Ziqing's terrifying killing intent. The killing intent condensed into a knife, like the Sword of Damocles hanging above his head, making his scalp go numb and his entire body tremble.
He couldn't help but feel regret.
However, what he regretted was not that he had been lustful and provoked Lian Xing, but that he had not risked his injuries to leave Lian Xing behind.
As a result, he had drawn out a strong enemy like Song Ziqing.
With just one slash, Song Ziqing had already made Bian Bufu realize the difference between the two.
Although they were both grandmasters, they were different.
Some people only had a body full of powerful Genuine Qi, but without the heart of a warrior, they could not unleash their full strength.
As for Qiao Feng and Song Ziqing, they were natural-born warriors.
Once Song Ziqing's saber was unleashed, there was no way out. It was either you die or I live.
Only by advancing courageously could one achieve something in the path of martial arts.
Bian Bufu was clearly not such a person.
He was greedy and lecherous, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. That was his true nature.
Such a person, even if he had the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in front of him, he would still not be Qiao Feng.
As his thoughts raced, he said gloomily,"Young Master Song, I admit defeat. However, this old man is an elder of Yin Weed Sect. If you really kill me today, aren't you afraid that my senior sister will seek revenge on you?”
"Even if your demonic blade is powerful, can you defeat a martial grandmaster?”
Song Ziqing was silent, deep in thought.
Bian Bufu saw that he seemed to hesitate and was overjoyed. He hurriedly said,"Even if you're not afraid, don't forget about Palatial Lord Soliciting Moon. The Shifting Flower Palace is right here.”
"How can the Shifting Flower Palace be safe when Empress Yin is pressing down on us?”
Bian Bufu's tone softened as he added,"If Young Master Song lets me off today, Bian Bufu will retreat from here on out and never step into the Shifting Flower Palace!"”
He suddenly smiled strangely." If Young Master Song has taken a fancy to any lady, I can help."”
Even though he was begging for mercy, he did not change his true colors.
"Think about it. If you really become enemies with my Yin Weed Sect, my senior sister might be angry and personally lead her disciples to the Shifting Flower Palace to demand an explanation. Besides, you've gone mad to kill me. Would Soliciting Moon Palatial Lord go mad with you?”
Bian Buju's words were truly impressive.
It was both a threat and a bribe.
Yin Weed Sect was one of the giants in the martial world, and its strength was top-notch. Including Yan Nantian, the Shifting Flower Palace had four Grandmasters with high potential.
However, they did not have a martial grandmaster to oversee them, so they could not be considered a first-rate force.
Therefore, most people would only give in half due to their concerns.
Bian Bufu had lived for so long because his ability to judge the situation was much stronger than his martial arts.
He was 80% confident as he looked at Song Ziqing confidently.
Song Ziqing smiled and shook his head.
"You are wrong. If Yao Yue is really here, she must be crazier than me!”
Song Ziqing couldn't help but smile when he thought of the girl who kept saying that she wasn't a murderous maniac.
Yao Yue had a domineering personality and would never be threatened.
Even if Zhu Yuyan came personally, she wouldn't lower her head, let alone someone who used Zhu Yuyan's name.
Song Ziqing's hand rubbed against the bloody knife as if he was caressing his lover's skin. His expression was gentle.
"I promised Yaoyue that I would bring your head back," he said softly. Brother Bian is a person who cherishes flowers. I think you won't let me break my promise to a beautiful woman, right?”
Bian Bufu immediately felt a sense of foreboding. He instantly mobilized all the Genuine Qi in his body. The sleeves of his loose robe slid down, revealing a round iron ring with a diameter of about one and a half feet and shining with silver light in his right hand. He actually made the first move and completely blocked Song Ziqing's attack route.
It was the ultimate skill he was proud of, the Devil's Heart Chain.
His "Devil Heart Chain" could borrow strength to exert strength, and it was continuous and vicious. At the same time, he also used his strength to counterattack, taking advantage of the enemy's old strength exhaustion and new strength to quickly counterattack and seize the initiative. Then, he would use a series of moves, like mercury pouring down from the ground, to directly deal with the enemy.
However, Song Ziqing had been accumulating power for a long time. His entire body's essence, qi, and spirit had been raised to a peak state that he had never reached before. His gaze was like lightning as he locked onto his opponent. He felt as if he could see through Bian Bufu's every detail, and he could clearly sense the fear that Bian Bufu was trying his best to hide.
In a battle between experts, it was often just this tiny difference that could determine the victor.
Song Ziqing saw that there was an opportunity, so he did not hold back. After taking half a step back, he took another step forward. With a bone-chilling and powerful aura, the blood-red blade carried a terrifying demonic power as it attacked. It was as if it could break the stone and shake the sky. It was as if no one could resist it and it was the majesty of a ruler.
Bian Bufu shouted angrily as the silver rings in his hands danced, creating silver shadows that filled the sky.
Song Ziqing didn't retreat, his long saber slashed forward, aiming at the center of the ring where the ring was the strongest.
A shocking saber intent suddenly erupted. The saber force was like a storm, and the tables, chairs, and stools on the restaurant were shattered into pieces.
However, the long saber was even faster than the storm!
In just an instant, the Devil's Heart Chain, which had been running rampant in the martial world, was cut into pieces.
Bian Bufu was extremely shocked and wanted to dodge, but Song Ziqing's saber seemed to have a strange magic power that made him unable to take his eyes off it.
It was as if there was a fairy in the demonic blade.
It was as if dying under this blade was the happiest thing in life.
Until the long blade cut across the neck and the head was separated.
Only then did Bian Bufu feel pain.
Only then did he wake up.
As he was dying, one last thought flashed through his mind.
" This…What saber is this?"
Bian Bufu, an evil cult elder who had roamed the martial world for decades and harmed countless innocent women, was beheaded.
His eyes were wide open in anger, filled with disbelief and deep fear.
His body was also in a terrible state.
They were cut into pieces by the powerful saber force, and their flesh was a mess.
"Pa da".
It was the sound of wood shattering.
Song Ziqing stood with his hands behind his back. He looked into the distance and said indifferently,"Miss Bai Qing Er, can this scene be considered exciting?”
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