Wei Wuya looked at Wei Mayi's corpse. He was so angry that his entire body trembled, as if he was not prepared at all.
Song Ziqing didn't make a move. Wei Wuya was cunning, and he didn't believe that he was unprepared.
As expected, Wei Wuya suddenly turned around. His hands were black and blue, as if he was dead.
It was the ultimate skill, Netherspirit's Claw, Hell's Eighteen Kills!
The Netherspirit's Claw attacked his vital points with every move, and it was as fast as lightning. Song Ziqing was in a sorry state when he dodged.
Even Yao Yue could not help but sit up straight. She had made up her mind that if Song Ziqing was no match for her, she would have to make a move.
Anyway…he said that it was fine to live off a woman.
Her face flushed red.
" Still not drawing your blade?!" Wei Wuya shouted angrily.
"Fine, I'll let you die in peace." Song Ziqing laughed.”
He held the hilt of his sword with his back hand. The temperature in the hall seemed to have suddenly dropped by a few degrees. Those who were slightly weaker couldn't help but shiver.
Wei Wuya's gaze was also attracted by Song Ziqing's actions.
A pale hand and a pitch-black knife. That was the color closest to death.
The saber light flashed, faster and more terrifying than lightning. No one could describe Song Ziqing's blade. When he attacked, the blade seemed to carry a power from hell.
Song Ziqing sheathed his saber and remained calm.
"Good saber!" Wei Wuya said.
At this moment, he had the bearing of a martial arts master.
Song Ziqing was very polite and nodded."Thank you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Wuya's body and the steel wheelchair were suddenly cut in half at the waist, spilling blood.
In the main hall.
There was complete silence.
A long time passed.
No one spoke.
Even Yao Yue's eyes widened in disbelief.
She was the one who was most familiar with Song Ziqing.
The two of them had fought countless times in half a year, but she did not expect Song Ziqing's saber technique to be so high.
No wonder Song Ziqing never drew his saber when the two were sparring.
She had also been angry because she felt that she was being underestimated.
But today, she finally understood what Song Ziqing had said.
"My saber is a saber that kills."
What a killer knife!
Wei Wuya's reputation in Jianghu was not just for show. With the profound martial arts he had just displayed, coupled with his sinister and cunning character, he was definitely not inferior to the famous first-class masters in Jianghu.
In fact, even if a grandmaster was not careful, he might suffer a loss.
And such an expert was killed by Song Ziqing in one strike!
Had Song Ziqing stepped into the Grandmaster Realm?
He was also a grandmaster who was extremely good at fighting.
What Yao Yue found hard to accept was that Song Ziqing had only just joined the sect when they first met, and he could defeat any palace maid in the Shifting Flower Palace. However, he had grown to such a level in just half a year!
Even a genius would not grow so quickly!
She, Yao Yue, had only reached her current state after twenty years of hard work…
Yao Yue's gaze changed involuntarily. Slowly, she became indignant.
What right do you have!
Unlike Yao Yue, this was the first time Lian Xing and Song Ziqing had met, so she did not feel as emotional.
She measured the combat strength of both sides and was speechless. Fortunately, I didn't make a move. This Song Ziqing's martial arts are definitely not inferior to mine. His saber technique is like a ghost. I'm afraid I won't be able to block it.
Song Ziqing stood tall, elegant, and with a solemn expression. He also had a cold aura that emitted a fatal attraction.
If you can't do it, you can't do it in your heart.
Why? How could such a handsome young man like her fall in love with her big ice cube?
The ones with the purest thoughts were the minions brought by Wei Wuya.
Wei Wuya's head was right in front of them, staring at them like a ghost, making them shudder.
At the same time, he was constantly reminding them.
Wei Wuya was dead!
That vicious and cruel Palace Master Toothless was dead!
He was killed by this seemingly harmless youth in front of him.
The broken body emitted a strong smell of blood.
In other words, the backer of these audacious people who went to the Shifting Flower Palace to ask for marriage was dead.
His survival instinct instantly occupied the high ground.
The attendant pushing the wheelchair suddenly pulled out his knife, not to attack Song Ziqing.
On the contrary, he swung it at Wei Wuya's corpse.
Blade after blade.
The corpse was cut into seven or eight pieces in an extremely cruel manner.
Then, he kowtowed to Song Ziqing until his forehead bled.
His target was very accurate.
Their actions today had angered both the Flower Transferring Palace and Song Ziqing.
However, it was obvious that the Palace Master of the Transforming Flower Palace was interested in Song Ziqing. If Song Ziqing agreed to let him go, Yao Yue would most likely not stop him.
"Hero! Hero! We were wrong, it was Wei Wuya that old dog who forced us to come!”
"That's right! That's right!"
"Don't worry, hero. We have a deep hatred for Wei Wuya. We will never seek revenge. Just treat us as farts and let us go.”
The followers who reacted began to beg.
Song Ziqing suddenly found it funny.
When Wei Wuya was alive, these people had done countless evil things to him, and they did not dare to say a word.
Once they died, these people were like ruthless hyenas, turning around and biting their masters 'bodies.
Jianghu! Jianghu!
This was the martial world!
"No." Song Ziqing said lightly.
Song Ziqing didn't waste any words and swung his saber again. The biting cold killing intent filled the air again.
Blood and flesh flew everywhere.
The followers were filled with unwillingness and resentment.
After Song Ziqing's two strikes, the hall reeked of blood.
He put away his knife, stood in the pool of blood, and laughed.
"The nameless Song Ziqing is offering Wei Wuya's head as a betrothal gift to propose marriage to the Soliciting Moon Palace Master!”
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