The Nobility's Plight
Accompanying the sound was a thorny whip that coiled like a venomous snake, along with a series of powerful crossbow bolts piercing the air.
He Qichang quickly swung his sword to block the crossbow bolt. Murong Qing intended to cut the thorn whip in half with One Sword, but the whip was so elastic that it bounced to the side with the slightest touch, spun around, and then wrapped around her neck again.
"Leave the lowly soldiers to me, you deal with their leader."
As He Qichang spoke, his blade flashed like thunder, and he charged into the crossbowmen with lightning speed, striking them unconscious with the back of his blade.
Murong Qing brandished her sword, stirring up a flurry of snowflakes. She first covered the thorn whip with her icy aura, making it stiff and inelastic. Then, the Moon God's Tear transformed into a sword ring, firmly locking the thorn whip in place. Finally, she cleaved it in One Sword!
The thorn whip, now broken in half, quickly retracted and entered the hand of a tall woman. This woman wore heavy makeup, her hair was piled high and adorned with numerous pieces of jewelry, all priceless works of art. She wore a very revealing dress, exposing her two snow-white arms and half of her full breasts. The skirt was slit all the way up to her thighs, and there was no visible trace of underpants on the side.
"You little slut, you chopped off my beloved whip with your One Sword. I'll turn that One Sword on your master and see who feels more pain then," the woman with the gaudy makeup sneered, threateningly.
Murong Qing said, "Why try to deceive me? That Bold Evil already said he wanted to capture us to force my master to show himself, which shows that my master and Senior Yan are not in your hands at all."
Upon hearing this, the glamorous woman clicked her tongue in disappointment. "What a brainless fool, needlessly leaking information to the enemy. Fine, since you refuse to surrender obediently, then I'll just have to teach you a lesson. Such a pretty face, if it gets touched by my thorny whip, it'll really be..."
Before he could finish speaking, a whip lashed out, instantly transforming into a hundred snakes dancing wildly, blocking all angles of evasion.
Unfortunately, Murong Qing remained vigilant and was not distracted by the other party's words. The Moon God's Tear spun in the air, blooming into a petal-shaped sword circle. Countless Sword Qi shot out, blocking all the whip shadows. Then, the sword brilliance subsided, and Murong Qing the sword forward, the tip of the sword extending a long Sword-Ray.
The beautifully made-up woman removed a phoenix-head hairpin from her hair, flicked it with her finger, and it transformed into a streak of light that shot out towards the dazzling Sword-Ray.
The two energies collided in mid-air, swirling into an astonishing force. Murong Qing's sword flashed down, striking the center of the two energies, forcibly separating them, and striking straight at the Yellow Dragon.
The woman in bright makeup had already withdrawn her thorn whip. She was wary of the sharpness of her opponent's weapon and dared not confront it head-on. Instead, she swung it left and right, launching sneak attacks from both sides to disrupt Murong Qing's offensive while retreating backward.
The two advanced and retreated, attacking and defending, constantly changing their moves, bursts of brilliant light erupting from them.
During the battle, Murong Qing suddenly spoke, "Seeing you, I suddenly feel a little relieved."
What are you worried about?
"I thought all the members of the Remote Heaven Society were Spirit Transformation level experts, but it turns out there are also weaklings like you."
"Little bitch!"
Enraged, the woman in glamorous attire intensified her attack, intending to teach her opponent a lesson, but instead created an opening.
"Jade Finger Ice String!"
Murong Qing deflected the thorny whip with One Sword stroke, then conjured Sword-Ray with his fingers and pointed it at the opening. Although the woman in bright makeup tried her best to dodge to the side, the Sword-Ray suddenly shot out and pierced through her shoulder, instantly freezing her body.
Seeing that his opponent's movements had become sluggish, Murong Qing was about to take him down in one fell swoop when a figure suddenly flew from the horizon and crashed heavily to the ground, creating a large crater in the road. It was Si Ming.
Si Ming had no obvious injuries, but he looked quite disheveled. He anxiously said to Murong Qing, "Let's go, don't linger."
"What's wrong?"
"Su Yingbo has defected to the Remote Heaven Society."
Chapter 523 The Tribulations of the Nobles
You can't escape!
The blade energy carrying the power of Yin and Yang pierced through the air, its immense force covering the surrounding area. Si Ming knew that even if he could withstand it, Murong Qing and He Qichang would inevitably be caught in the residual force. So he swung his blade like a fish, separating Yin and Yang, like Butcher Ding's Ox-Carving up an ox, cutting the force inch by inch.
However, before he could completely neutralize the Yin-Yang Blade Qi, another precious blade attacked from the side.
"Hook Form, Mighty Crossbow, Broken Sinews!"
The unpredictable and ever-changing force of the blade completely defies the normal path of a sword, with no rules to follow. It moves left and right, up and down, like the strokes in calligraphy, changing suddenly and impossible to defend against.
"Clouds Disperse, Flowing Rosy Clouds Burst Forth!"
Si Ming had no time to be distracted and could not concentrate on discerning the trajectory of his opponent's sword. He simply used the Ethereal Cloud and Mist Palm to create a misty palm force that spread like clouds and smoke, enveloping his entire body. This was a case of using emptiness to counter change.
Faced with all-around protection, the unpredictable sword path lost its meaning. Just as they were about to make contact, the sword energy condensed, and all the power gathered together, transforming into a powerful move that slammed into Cloud and Mist Palm.
Attacked from both sides, although he managed to deflect all the blade's force, the powerful internal energy still surged in. Si Ming groaned, his internal organs injured, and he retreated.
"Yin and Yang Divide Dusk and Dawn!"
The blade strike that severed Yin and Yang followed closely, giving Si Ming no chance to breathe. It was Shentu Chuang of retaliating for the humiliation he had just suffered at the hands of the other party.
However, this internal injury was quickly healed by Si Ming, who possessed the Bodhi Golden Body. The Crimson Scorpion Evil Saber swayed and trembled, instantly unleashing six crimson blood blades.
"Six Paths Fall Together!"
Su Yingbo, who was on the other side, wanted to join the attack, Murong Qing saw this and her divine sword spread out like Peacock Spreads Its Tail, unleashing hundreds of sword shadows to both sides. She thrust her sword forward, and dense Sword Qi shot out. It was the move of Thousand Directions Afterimages, which forced Su Yingbo to block with her sword and slow down.
"You little bitch, you actually have the heart to take care of others?"
The woman in glamorous makeup snorted coldly, and with a sudden flick of her thorny whip, the originally soft whip transformed into a spear, emitting a hissing sound like an arrow piercing the air. She had transformed from soft to hard, and with a single thrust, she pierced through the air to kill.
"Demon Blade? Ice Mark!"
The sound of metal clashing suddenly rang out. It was He Qichang had knocked down a group of henchmen and turned to assist. His Demon Blade struck the thorn whip, and he felt a fierce power surging up from within the whip. Wave after wave of energy surged up like rolling tides, growing stronger and stronger.
He Qichang a sweet taste in his mouth, but was actually injured by the internal energy attached to the whip. His skill was inferior to his opponent's. Although Murong Qing called her the weaker one, the woman in glamorous makeup had actually reached level twelve in Internal Cultivation, which put He Qichang under pressure.
"You brat, you dare to bark with such meager skills!"
The woman in glamorous makeup was about to speak sarcastically when she felt a burst of cold energy erupt from within her body, chilling her to the bone. Her blood seemed to freeze, and her teeth chattered. It was because the cold energy from the Demon Blade Ice Trace technique had intensified the Vast Cold Sword Qi Murong Qing left in her body. Without its master's control, the Thorn Whip immediately went limp, becoming like an ordinary rope, losing its previous sharp power.
He Qichang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a forced smile, "You're wearing such heavy makeup because you're too ugly to show your Zhenmian, aren't you?"
"You're asking for it!"