Wan Zhongshan and Xu Cunbao belonged to the sa era of Xuanjia Guards.
They had experienced the era when Yan Xuankong controlled the Southern Mountain, as well as the Demon Chaos in Black Mountain, finally making a na for themselves when Chen Baxian took control of the Southern Mountain.
It could be said that at each stage, they had fought their way out through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Not to speak of their realm, their combat power was absolutely formidable.
Although Wan Zhongshan was old, his strikes were forceful and fierce, unparalleled in their ferocity. Even Gongyang Qu, a Cang Mountain Sword Sect Elder in his pri, dared not face his sharpness directly.
"Gongyang Qu, you are also a renowned senior in the Martial World. How could you stoop to take sides with the younger generation? Have you no sha? Fighting with the younger generation, what kind of ability is that? Co on, this old man will spar with you!"
Wan Zhongshan had a fiery temper, plus Han Zheng worked for him. If he let Han Zheng co to harm in Qianjiang Prefecture, what face would he have to return and see Lord Xu Cunbao?
Gongyang Qu's face darkened, but he dared not act directly.
From just that one strike earlier, he knew that although Wan Zhongshan was old, he still maintained his strength at its peak.
Facing him, he didn't even have a thirty percent chance of winning.
Moreover, what was originally a matter between the younger mbers would escalate into a conflict between the Cang Mountain Sword Sect and the Demon Cleansing Bureau if he were to engage in a fierce battle with Wan Zhongshan.
If this matter blew up, it would not end well.
At this mont, Song Tianqing and Han Zheng had already decided the outco of their confrontation.
Even though Song Tianqing used the Sealing Character Mnemonic to forcefully enhance his strength, he was still completely overpowered by Han Zheng in every aspect.
With Han Zheng's final strike, the power of Destructive Blade from Autumn Water Shocking Swallow directly shattered the long sword in Song Tianqing's hand and sent him flying.
Song Tianqing spat out blood, his eyes red, his face filled with unwillingness and anger.
He wasn't angry at Han Zheng, but at himself. How could he possibly lose to Han Zheng?
Song Tianqing was dark and paranoid in nature, and equally proud and conceited, believing that under the sa conditions, he would not lose to anyone.
Just like in Black Stone County, even though he wasn't qualified to learn the Song Family's Heavenly Blade, he could still outclass those wastes of the Song Family!
But his pride and conceit were utterly shattered by Han Zheng.
He lost to Han Zheng at the Martial Arts Hall, defeated by Han Zheng at Kai Ping Prefecture.
Now, striving for strength, he fought life and death battles in the Trial Lands, defeated many fellow disciples to beco the top young mber of the Cang Mountain Sword Sect, yet still ended up defeated by Han Zheng.
Over and over again, how could Song Tianqing possibly endure this?
Song Tianqing roared furiously, and sword qi wildly surged out from all around him; that dense and nurous sword qi completely enveloped Song Tianqing, obscuring his figure.
The power of the Sword Dao Thirteen Character True Technique of the Cang Mountain Sword Sect was forcefully rged by Song Tianqing. By turning himself into a sword, he brought forth ultimate might and power.
"Song Tianqing! Stop!"
Gongyang Qu's face imdiately changed color.
The secret technique used by Song Tianqing now was even more extre than the Sealing Character Mnemonic, forcibly rging the Sword Dao Thirteen Character True Technique — sothing even the Sect Leader of the Cang Mountain had not fully achieved!
With this move, even if he could defeat Han Zheng, his own body would be destroyed by the backlash of the sword intent.
But it was too late now.
Song Tianqing, having turned himself into a sword, had already brought down a slash; that overwhelming sword qi stord through like a tempest, sweeping everything away.
Han Zheng ford a seal technique with his hands, his qi and blood surging powerfully; the powerful Qi Blood Power transford into the Dragon Elephant Sky Chart behind him.
In the next mont, the Purple Blood Xuanyang Technique suddenly erupted, imnsely intensifying his already extrely powerful Qi Blood Power burning fiercely.
Strengthened by this formidable Qi Blood Power, Han Zheng threw a punch, and behind him the Ape Demon roared; the force of that punch alard Gongyang Qu, changing his expression.
A punch and a sword t midair, their force shaking, instantly creating a storm that spilled outwards.
Seeing this, Wan Zhongshan's expression slightly changed, and he quickly ford a seal technique; four Gang Qi hand prints, each over a hundred feet tall, continuously fell, sealing the area around the two completely to prevent the powerful force from escaping.
When that force dissipated, Han Zheng reined in his qi and blood, his face just slightly pale.
Song Tianqing lay on the ground, covered in blood, looking as if he had only a breath of life left.
Gongyang Qu moved swiftly, imdiately checking on the comatose Song Tianqing's condition, his face suddenly darkening.
Song Tianqing's ridians were severed at several points, rendering him completely useless!
"Idiot! Waste!"
Gongyang Qu directly threw Song Tianqing to Lin Qing, rcilessly cursing him without mincing words.
Song Tianqing was a disciple whom the Cang Mountain Sword Sect had cultivated at great cost, and now, in his stubbornness to fight Han Zheng head-on, his ridians had been destroyed.
All the resources the Cang Mountain Sword Sect had invested over the years were now wasted!
Gongyang Qu, always prioritizing the sect above all, was exceptionally cold and ruthless.
Previously, he had gone as far as to interfere, disgracefully leveraging his status to ensure Song Tianqing wouldn't lose too disgracefully, only to preserve his disciple's face.
But now, to him, a ruined disciple was of no value to the Cang Mountain Sword Sect.
Thus, he abandoned Song Tianqing like a worn-out shoe, an action that chilled to the bone.
"Wan Zhongshan, your Demon Cleansing Bureau has destroyed the disciple of our Cang Mountain Sword Sect, we will settle this account sooner or later!"
Gongyang Qu coldly glared at Wan Zhongshan.
He wasn't seeking revenge for Song Tianqing, but rather for the face of the Cang Mountain Sword Sect.
"With so many witnesses here, your disciple from the Cang Mountain Sword Sect was inferior, getting himself crippled in his desperation to compete, and yet you have the nerve to hold my Demon Cleansing Bureau accountable? Ridiculous!
If you can't handle the heat, don't fight. On the Martial World stage, fighting is a matter of life and death, did you think this was child's play? Or do your sect's disciples think fighting is just child's play?"
Wan Zhongshan rcilessly mocked.
You think you can do any better? Bite !
With a heavy cold snort, Gongyang Qu turned with Song Tianqing and left.
At that mont, at the end of the long street, atop the most luxurious private box of a nine-story building.
Bai Xueru angrily slamd her teacup onto the table.
"This Han Zheng is so detestable, isn't there anyone who can deal with him? To let him strut around like this?"
Last ti, she was forcefully taken back to the Bai Family by Wei Wenruo, and even the historically indulgent Bai family ancestor rarely scolded her, telling her not to be too arrogant on the Martial World front.
Or else, she could encounter those fearless types, where it wouldn't be a simple fight, but a matter of life and death!
At the ti, Bai Xueru reluctantly nodded in agreent, yet upon seeing Han Zheng again, she couldn't swallow her pride!
Wherever Miss Bai went, she was like a star surrounded by the moon; when had she ever been beaten or humiliated like this?
She even began to hate Wei Wenruo.
This damned man, seeing her being bullied and not helping her, even wanting to clearly define boundaries between them, did he really think she was interested in him?
At that mont, a young man in a golden, luxurious robe, carrying a splendid long saber by his side, chuckled beside Bai Xueru, "It seems Miss Bai holds a hefty grudge against Han Zheng."
This young man, likely in his mid-twenties, had a handso and delicately feminine face, exuding the temperant of a noble from a prominent family.
He watched as Song Tianqing was carried away, scoffing lightly, "Blood of my Song Family scattered abroad turned out to be such a fool?
To forsake our Song Family's Heavenly Blade and learn the Cang Mountain Sword Sect's laughable Sword Dao Thirteen Character True Technique,
Mastering a bit of everything, master of none, no wonder he was beaten so miserably; collateral branches are just that, never amounting to much."
This young man was Song Xingyuan, heir of the Heavenly Blade Song Family, attending the Weapon Casting Conference on behalf of his family.
His pairing with Bai Xueru was also aid at developing a relationship, perhaps even an alliance through marriage.
However, Song Xingyuan was an exceptionally calm and pragmatic individual; he had no particular interest in Bai Xueru and even felt she lacked intelligence.
Had she not been from the Bai family, he wouldn't have even bothered to spare her a glance.
Yet given her special status and position, if he could marry her, his standing within his family would be solidly secured.
"Miss Bai, don't be upset. When the Weapon Casting Conference starts, if I draw Han Zheng, I will definitely teach him a lesson for you,"
Song Xingyuan said, looking at Bai Xueru with a gentle smile.
No one could see the impatience hidden in his heart toward this woman.
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