"What did you say? That bastard Yang Guo actually dared to barge into our Quan Zhen Sect?”
When he heard this news, Zhao Zhijing, who was kneeling on the ground, immediately stood up. He looked at the person with an angry expression and shouted angrily.
At the mention of Yang Guo, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.
A few years ago, he was still his disciple, but he went against him in every way. He wanted to teach him a lesson, but he did not expect him to refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. This caused the matter to blow up and even betrayed Quan Zhen Sect and joined Ancient Tomb Sect.
In Zhao Zhijing's eyes, that incident could be said to be a stain in his life.
Back then, if not for his fear of Guo Jing, he would have killed Yang Guo long ago.
In addition, he had just lost two fingers because of Xiao Longnu, and now Yang Guo had barged in. Was he bullying him?
"This bastard, I want to see what he wants to do!”Zhao Zhijing shouted angrily in a low voice and immediately headed out of Chong Yang Palace.
At this moment, the Seven Sons of Quan Zhen Sect also looked extremely embarrassed.
"Senior Brother, look, look, what's the use of us following Master's rules? The Ancient Tomb Sect went too far and killed Zhi Ping. Now, Yang Guo has come to kill our Quan Zhen Sect's disciples.”
Sun Bu 'er slammed the table and shouted angrily.
Qiu Chuji, who was at the side, had an extremely cold killing intent on his face.
Even Wang Chuyi, Tan Tan Chuduan, Liu Chuxuan and the others were unhappy.
"Alright, let's go out and take a look. That Yang Guo was sent by Guo Jing after all. Do you really want to kill him?”
Ma Yu glanced at everyone, shook his head, and sighed.
As expected, everyone's expression froze as soon as he said that. They smiled embarrassedly and did not say anything else.
It had to be said that not to mention that Yang Guo had only killed a dozen disciples today, even if he killed another dozen, they would definitely not dare to really kill Yang Guo.
Otherwise, if Guo Jing was to become Quan Zhen Sect's enemy, the gains would not make up for the losses.
Guo Jing was a famous martial grandmaster. In addition, he had been guarding Xiangyang City for many years, making his prestige second to none in the entire Great Song.
If they were to really fight Guo Jing, the Seven Sons of Quan Zhen Sect would not be enough. Only Zhou Botong, Ling Xiaozi, and Perfected Qing Mu could stop Guo Jing.
However, this was too much of a loss.
Moreover, Guo Jing's wife, Huang Rong, was the vice sect master of Beggar's Sect. Her master was one of the Five Uniques who was as famous as their master, Northern Beggar Hong Qigong.
The current Beggar's Sect Master Qiao Feng was also on good terms with Guo Jing. It could be said that if they were to become enemies with Guo Jing, Quan Zhen Sect would have to think twice.
"Sigh, the current Guo Jing is no longer the silly boy who had just entered the martial world from the Northern Desert Plains ten or twenty years ago. The world is unpredictable. Who would have thought that he would actually grow to this stage today?”
Qiu Chuji shook his head and sighed. Back then, they had fought side by side in the Jin Country.
"Alright, there's no need to reminisce about the past. Let's go out and take a look at the situation.”
Ma Yu shook his head and slowly stood up. He flung the horsetail whisk in his hand and immediately headed out of Chong Yang Palace. When the others saw this, they followed suit.
At this moment, hundreds of Quan Zhen Sect disciples were holding swords outside the Double Yang Palace. They were all furious and formed a circle.
In the circle, Yang Guo was holding Zhao Zhijing's sword. His body was covered in blood, and there was a small bloody mark on his cheek. His expression was cold, and his eyes were angry as he shouted,"Hand over my aunt, or I'll kill all of you Taoist priests today.”
"Yang Guo, don't be so stubborn. How can Miss Long be in our Quan Zhen Sect? Put down your sword quickly, or you will die today.”
In the crowd, a handsome young Taoist priest in a Taoist robe shouted angrily.
This person was none other than Qiu Chuji's second disciple, Zhen Zhibing.
"Hmph, a bunch of sanctimonious hypocrites. Hurry up and hand over my aunt.”Yang Guo smiled disdainfully. A strand of blood-stained hair drifted past, making the killing intent in his eyes even stronger.
How could he believe Zhen Zhibing's words?
The traces of battle, Zhao Zhijing's sword, and his aunt's disappearance.
This meant that his aunt was captured by Quan Zhen Sect.
"Traitor, how dare you come to my Quan Zhen Sect?!”
Suddenly, at this moment, a loud shout was heard. At some point, Zhao Zhijing walked out of Chong Yang Palace, staring at Yang Guo with an extremely angry expression.
"Zhao Zhijing, return my aunt to me!"
The moment he saw Zhao Zhijing, Yang Guo was instantly enraged. With a furious roar, he soared into the air, the sword in his hand bursting with sharp sword qi, and slashed down at Zhao Zhijing.
"This is…"
When he saw the longsword in Yang Shou's hand, Zhao Zhijing's face immediately showed a hint of surprise. Then, as if he had thought of something, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
However, in Yang Guo's eyes, this surprise represented everything, just as he had guessed.
"Humph! Traitor, you said you came to look for your aunt? Could it be that Miss Cheng doesn't want you anymore?"
Zhao Zhijing smiled coldly and tried to block Yang Guo's sword with his palm.
Boom!
As the sword Qi and the palm force collided, a loud boom sounded in the air.
A strong force swept past and directly flipped over hundreds of Quan Zhen Sect disciples.
"Puchi!"
Zhao Zhijing's face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He retreated more than ten steps before he finally stood firm. His expression was filled with anger, shock, and disbelief.
"Yang Guo, when did you possess such a cultivation?!”
No wonder Zhao Zhijing was in disbelief. He was at Xiantian third stage and could suppress Yang Guo with one hand. Now, in just a few years, he couldn't even withstand a single move from Yang Guo. How could he not be shocked?
"Zhao Zhijing, I've already told you that you're trash and not worthy of being my master. Now that I've stepped into Xiantian fifth stage, I'll let you pay for all the humiliation you've given me back then.”
"Die!"
Yang Guo's expression was cold. He held his long sword in his hand and roared angrily. Once again, he slashed out a terrifying sword qi.
Wherever the sword Qi passed, the green stone bricks instantly shattered into countless stone fragments, leaving a long sword mark on the ground.
The sharp killing intent was directed at Zhao Zhijing!
"Stubborn! Disciples, set up the formation!”
At the same time, Zhen Zhibing's expression changed when he saw this. He waved his sword and shouted angrily.
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