Song Qingshu was completely baffled. However, Guo Jing showed no mercy in his attacks, and he did not dare let his guard down. He hurriedly raised his palms to meet him. Guo Jing's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, combined with the Nine Yin Manual, had reached a state where yin and yang blended together. There was no room for carelessness.
Fortunately, Song Qingshu knew the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms as well. Though his opponent's attacks came urgently, he still found an opening to speak. "Brother Guo, why are you helping that Elder Usun?"
Guo Jing did not answer. He continued striking with an expressionless face. His footwork incorporated the Mongol Wrestling Technique as well as the Quanzhen Sect's Heavenly Dipper Formation. Even more terrifyingly, he could employ Left-Right Mutual Combat. Although his cultivation was only at the level of the Five Greats, he was absurdly difficult to deal with in actual combat.
Song Qingshu did not want to fight him. As one side waned and the other waxed, he was forced back step by step. Had his cultivation not been what it was, he might already have been wounded.
Watching Elder Usun's disappearing figure, Song Qingshu thought, Had I known this would happen, I should have used sword qi earlier. But he feared that others might recognize his identity from his martial arts, so he had been quite restrained whenever he acted in Karakorum City.
Noticing that Guo Jing's attacks carried killing intent, lacking their usual upright calmness, Song Qingshu frowned slightly. He recalled his earlier suspicions about the Lord of Light, and doubt abruptly surged within him. He decided to test the other man.
With that, he no longer held back. Since he knew the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Nine Yin Manual well, and was also deeply familiar