Wuxia: Begging the Moon at the Beginning
46 Indian Secret Technique, Desperate Wang Baobao

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At first, when Song Ziqing wanted to look for the Black Jade Intermittence Ointment, his first reaction was to look for Ah Er and Ah San, or to go to the Western Regions to look for the Western Regions 'Vajra Sect, whose whereabouts were unknown.

However, after arriving at the capital, his thoughts changed.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would have been hard to imagine how domineering the Mongolians were.

Although Ah Er and Ah San were highly skilled in martial arts, it was not easy for them to seek refuge with a prominent family like Ruyang Mansion.

Song Ziqing guessed that after the two of them reported their origins, the divine medicine, Black Jade Intermittence Ointment, would definitely be coveted by the people in the Imperial Residence. They might even have handed over the production process!

How could Song Ziqing be satisfied with just a few bottles of medicine?

He might as well believe his own guess and charge into Ruyang Palace to snatch the production method. Only then would his trip not be in vain.

While he was thinking, Song Ziqing had already entered the Imperial Residence.

Because most of the experts had been transferred away by Zhao Min, Song Ziqing seemed to be strolling in the courtyard as he searched freely in the residence.

The reason why he had gone through so much trouble before was for this moment of relaxation.

One had to know that Ruyang Mansion was ordered to lead the world's experts. It was not just Zhao Min's subordinates. In terms of status, Zhao Min was only a princess.

Above him, there are Wang Baobao and Ruyang Wang.

Logically speaking, the guards around these two people should not be much weaker than Zhao Min.

Only by transferring these people away would it be easier to use their hands.

Ruyang Mansion was built extremely luxuriously, but compared to the Han Mansion, it lacked foundation and revealed the aura of a nouveau riche.

There was only a side courtyard that was exquisitely built. The rocks in the garden were simple and ugly, the stream was clear, and there were not many flowers, but it was very elegant. There were seven or eight daffodil-like flowers planted in the pond around the water pavilion. They were as big as daffodils, and the flowers were white and had a delicate fragrance.

It was most likely Zhao Min's residence.

Song Ziqing passed by but did not advance. Finally, he found a target not far away.

A small courtyard was lit up, and the faint sound of men and women laughing could be heard.

Around the room, one could faintly hear the long breathing of the martial artist. Clearly, his cultivation was not weak.

There were only three people in the Imperial Residence who were qualified to enjoy such treatment.

Zhao Min was not here, so it was most likely either Prince Ruyang or Wang Baobao.

Song Ziqing did not hesitate anymore. He suddenly appeared in the darkness and slashed open the door and windows with his knife, wanting to break in.

"Who is it?"

Suddenly, a few figures dashed out of the rooms on the left and right and stopped Song Ziqing.

Under the moonlight, Song Ziqing had a rough idea.

In a moment, more than 20 foreign monks appeared in front of the door, all wearing red robes.

Then, Wang Baobao walked out in a sorry state and scolded,"What kind of bird dares to barge into Ruyang Palace!”

"This place can be called a palace?" Song Ziqing laughed. In my opinion, it's just a brothel. You can come and go as you please without paying!”

Wang Baobao flew into a rage and whipped Song Ziqing.

A foreign monk quickly stopped him." Young Prince, step back for now. This person is very skilled in martial arts. I'm afraid he might accidentally hurt you."”

He was just short of pointing at his nose and saying that his martial arts were too lousy. It was better not to cause trouble. Wang Baobao's face turned green and white. Fortunately, he did not lose his mind and retreated as he was told.

"Great Monk, do you think you can protect him like this?" Song Ziqing laughed.”

"If you want to hurt the young prince, you have to get past us first!" the monk said.”

The two monks in the lead stepped forward side by side and pushed their right palms against their chests. The palm force was nothing special, and Song Ziqing easily dealt with it.

The two monks shouted in unison,""Ammi, ammi!”It seemed like he was chanting a curse, but it also seemed like he was cursing. The foreign monks behind him seemed to have heard the order. They reached out their palms and pressed against the backs of the monks, as if they were transferring power to them. The two foreign monks didn't change their moves and attacked with another Mountain Orderly Palm.

This time, the palm force was more than four times stronger than before!

Song Ziqing did not want to take it head-on, so he could only take a step back.

The four foreign monks saw that one move had established their might and their spirits were lifted. The other 18 monks repeated the same thing and formed two long dragons like a line of primary school students. The power of the 24 people combined into one. When they struck out again, Song Ziqing felt that the power of this palm was much stronger than the Xuanming Elders!

This was the Indian secret technique, Body Merging Technique!

Their actions were extremely fast, Song Ziqing did not have time to stop them at all.

Each of these people was a first-rate expert. In a one-on-one battle, Song Ziqing could kill them as easily as slaughtering a sheep or a chicken.

However, with twenty-four people in one body, their internal strength was at least equivalent to the strength of a peak Zongshi realm expert.

This was the first time Song Ziqing had faced such a powerful palm strike.

Just the wind from his palm had already stirred up a huge cloud of dust in the courtyard. The gravel hit his face, causing his face to hurt.

Not to mention the majestic palm force that came crashing down!

Song Ziqing's gaze turned cold.

There was a knife that was even colder than his gaze!

What was colder than a knife was a cold heart!

Song Ziqing's heart was as cold as steel. In the face of danger, his mind became clearer.

Wang Baobao watched from afar. When he saw this situation, he shouted,"Let's see how you deal with this!”

"It's just brute force," Song Ziqing said lightly.”

He instantly drew his saber, and the blood saber was unsheathed once again!

He leaped into the air and looked down from above, slashing down with all his might without hesitation.

He used his cold heart to control the cold blade, but he unleashed the simplest and most direct attack!

The saber intent soared into the sky, making people shudder.

With a flash of saber light, a huge bloody saber phantom condensed in the air. The pressure alone made the 24 monks pale.

The powerful saber force was like a hot knife cutting through butter, dispersing the vigorous palm force with one strike. Then, it completely ignored the monks 'protective Genuine Qi, as if it was cutting tofu, and blood instantly filled the air!

The twenty-four monks scattered flowers like a kite with a broken string!

Scattered in the small courtyard, their bodies were shattered, and no one could survive!

When the bloody saber landed on the ground, the saber force slashed the ground. The entire ground of the small courtyard seemed to have been plowed!

The power of a single blade had actually reached such a level!

One had to know that with the combined strength of these 24 monks, even Zhang Wuji, who was at the peak, could be delayed for a moment. But now, he was actually killed by a single saber strike.

Song Ziqing was also a little surprised. This saber was the sixth technique of the Prideful Frost Six Techniques: Cold Blade Ice Heart.

This was the first time he had used it in a real battle. It was indeed extraordinary. As expected of Nie Feng's fundamental cultivation technique.

He smiled at Wang Baobao, who was not far away.

Wang Baobao seemed to have seen a demon. He finally remembered those knights who were delirious. At this moment, he realized that it was not that their minds were weak.

Rather, Song Ziqing was truly like a god or a demon!

"Young Prince, how is my blade?" Song Ziqing chuckled.”

Wang Baobao forced himself to be calm and said," No…that's all. Don't be arrogant. There are many experts in Ruyang Mansion, and the twenty-four monks are just so-so. If you know what's good for you, hurry up and escape!" Perhaps we can still leave the capital alive."

"Is that so?" Song Ziqing said lightly. Why did I hear that these experts went to Eternal Peace Temple?”

Wang Baobao suddenly remembered that Zhao Min had mobilized experts today. At this moment, the strongest guard of Ruyang Mansion had already been killed by Song Ziqing!

In other words, Song Ziqing could do whatever he wanted now, and no one could stop him.

He could not help but feel despair!

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