In fact, long after Wang Hao left Mount Tai under the guise of Ye Gucheng, the attention of the major forces in the Central Plains martial arts world and those reclusive experts had already shifted to the Mount Song Sword Sect.
After all, Zhu Yanzu had clearly stated that he would pay homage to all the Five Mountains Sword Sect. Now that he has already paid homage to the Mount Heng Sword Sect, Mount Hua Sword Sect, Mount Heng Sword Sect, and Mount Tai Sword Sect, there is no reason for him to miss the Mount Song Sword Sect.
Moreover, the Mount Song Sword Sect played the biggest role in the siege in the capital and was closest to the Confucian School school, which also meant it had the deepest conflict with the Da Ming imperial family. This made it even more impossible for them to let the Mount Song Sword Sect go.
Therefore, several days ago, countless martial arts practitioners came to the area around the Mount Song Sword Sect. Among them were many reclusive old monsters, and even many Innate experts who had been cultivating in seclusion outside the Central Plains.
Faced with such a lineup, the Confucian School naturally dared not relax, after all, this was their stronghold and heartland!
If these powerful figures were to cause them trouble, the Confucian School would suffer a severe blow.
Therefore, the patriarchs of the eight major branches of Confucian School all came out of seclusion to take charge, intimidating all the martial arts experts, and at the same time, it can be regarded as a support for the Mount Song Sword Sect.
After all, the Mount Song Sword Sect was a newly recruited subordinate of the Confucian School. Last time, they participated in the siege of Wang Hao under their orders. Now that they were being targeted because of that incident, it was only right and wrong for the leaders to step forward and support them.
Otherwise, it would be a major blow to the reputation of Confucian School, which is not what they want to see.
" The Beggars' Sect' Sect Leader, Xie Feng, has arrived!"
The Confucian School and members of the Mount Song Sword Sect, who were seated on the high platform in front of the Mount Song Sword Sect's plaza, all frowned upon hearing the shouts of the disciples at the mountain gate.
As early as when Xie Feng returned from overseas by boat, they received a message from their scouts at the mouth of the Yellow River via hawk and made preparations.
The arrival of Xie Feng now means that the powerful Sword God Ximen Chuixue from overseas is also on his way.
In addition, the martial arts practitioners and reclusive experts around the square also understood this, and all turned their attention to the mountain gate, waiting for Xie Feng's arrival.
" The Beggars' Sect' Sect Leader Xie Feng, greets everyone!"
Xie Feng calmly strode into the Mount Song Sword Sect square, his gaze sweeping over the seated experts, especially when he saw the eight elders sitting side by side on the high platform, his heart skipped a beat.
He could sense the power of these eight elders; they were even stronger than Daoist Master Wuji and Fairy Yushu in her prime. They were definitely old monsters at the Peak Xiantian Grandmaster.
The only way for eight such powerful figures to appear at once in the Central Plains is by the eight patriarchs of the eight major branches of Confucian School.
He just hadn't expected the Confucian School to take this matter so seriously, bringing all eight old monsters with them in person. This was going to be difficult.
He knew his own family well and understood that his master was not the Sword God Ximen Chuixue, nor did he have any overseas martial arts world or Heavenly Demon Sacred Cult. If he were to face the eight patriarchs of the Confucian School, he would probably find it difficult to leave.
Although he was very wary, Xie Feng did not show his worries. Instead, he remained calm and composed, even displaying a hint of arrogance.
After all, he now represents the face of his master, so he can't afford to be cowardly in the slightest.
"The leader of the Beggars' Sect' Sect? You Xie Feng, still have the nerve to call yourself the leader of the Beggars' Sect' Sect?"
Zuo Qiutang, the current leader of the Mount Song Sword Sect, sneered disdainfully, his face filled with mockery.
Indeed, Xie Feng has been following Wang Hao in the martial arts world lately, and the journey has been filled with bloodshed. Strangely, wherever they go, the first thing he does is eliminate the Beggars' Sect's own branch, and he does so even more ruthlessly than when he targets other sects.
He personally killed over 80% of the powerful members of those branch sects, and all his beggar disciples were sold overseas. If the successive leaders of the Beggars' Sect Clan knew about this, they would probably be so angry that they would jump out of their coffins.
"Hmph! Why should I need your evaluation of my actions Xie Feng? How could you possibly understand my ideals!"
With a cold snort, Xie Feng returned a disdainful look and forcefully confronted the leader of the Mount Song Sword Sect.
He wouldn't back down an inch for the sake of his master's reputation, and he would dare to retort even if the eight Confucian School patriarchs spoke up.
In situations like this, the more assertive you are, the more wary the other party will become, and the less likely they are to act rashly.
"Presumptuous!"
Zuo Qiutang was furious; if he hadn't been wary of Xie Feng's strength, he would have attacked on the spot.
As the head of the Mount Song Sword Sect, when had anyone ever dared to speak to him like that?
"He certainly has no right to question you, but I believe I do. Tell me your ideals, and let Chen Youliang, see what kind of magnanimity you possess as the current leader of the Beggars' Sect' Sect. If you lack the necessary magnanimity, don't blame me for cleaning house for my old friend!"
An elderly man with gray hair sitting next to Zuo Qiutang watched Xie Feng below with great interest, but his old eyes flashed with cold light and even revealed a hint of killing intent.
However, these words shocked many martial arts practitioners present, because the Chen Youliang mentioned by the other party was a figure who had competed with Zhu Yuanzhang, the Hongwu Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, during the late Yuan and early Ming periods, and was also the leader of the Beggars' Sect at that time.
Judging from what this person said, he clearly had a close relationship with Chen Youliang, at least they were contemporaries.
The Da Ming Dynasty has been established for two hundred years, and this person must be at least two hundred years old. To live to such an age is undoubtedly the work of a Xiantian Grandmaster.
Furthermore, this person appears to be a powerful figure from the Mount Song Sword Sect. Mount Song Sword Sect acquire such an individual?
You are Zuo Yihan!
Wheel-Turning King, who had accompanied Xie Feng up the mountain, seemed to recognize the gray-haired old man and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, his expression turning very gloomy.
Zuo Yihan was once a personal guard under their ancestor Zhu Yuanzhang. He was secretly sent to Mount Song to establish the Mount Song Sword Sect, to monitor the Confucian School and Shaomu Temple, and was also a thorn in the side of the Old Zhu Household's involvement in the martial arts world.
Judging from his appearance today, Zuo Yihan has clearly sided with the Confucian School. They had been wondering why the Mount Song Sword Sect would suddenly side with the Confucian School, but now that they have seen Zuo Yihan, who was rumored to have passed away, appear, everything is clear.
"Are you a descendant of Zhu Yuanzhang?"
Zuo Yihan turned his gaze to Wheel-Turning King, his eyes narrowing slightly, and said, "I never expected that a junior like you would know my name. However, my name is not something a junior like you can address directly. Today, I will teach you the proper etiquette on behalf of Zhu Yuanzhang."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zuo Yihan struck out with his palm, a chilling force surging towards Wheel-Turning King and the others.
This palm strike was chilling and vicious. The moment it appeared, the entire area seemed to be plunged into the dead of winter. Some of the weaker martial artists around couldn't help but shiver. They then looked at Zuo Yihan and the chilling palm strike that seemed to freeze everything in its path with horror.
Faced with this incredibly cold palm strike, Wheel-Turning King's expression changed drastically. Even before the palm strike arrived, he felt as if his entire mind had been frozen.
This is a palm technique that incorporates Divine Sense attacks, capable of freezing and suppressing the opponent's mind beforehand, rendering them unable to resist.
Without a sufficiently profound level of Divine Sense cultivation, it would be extremely difficult to withstand.
Wheel-Turning King had only broken through to the Innate in a month or two, and his Divine Sense cultivation was extremely weak, so he was naturally unable to resist.
Even Eunuch Chen and the others following behind were visibly shaken, their expressions changing drastically. By the time they recovered and tried to offer assistance, it was too late.
Just as the chilling palm strike was about to hit Wheel-Turning King, a dragon's roar suddenly rang out, followed by an Tyrannical Dao palm strike that powerfully shattered the chilling palm strike.
At the same time, a terrifying aura spread out, making everyone present feel as if they were in a battlefield of Asura. Their minds and spirits were Mo Da impacted, and some martial artists with weaker skills could not withstand it and fainted to the ground.
That's right, the Tyrannical Dao palm strike and murderous aura just now were unleashed by Xie Feng, who was standing to the side. After all, Wheel-Turning King was his ally, so how could he just stand by and watch him be bullied and injured?
That palm strike was the newly created Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, but he didn't have any true qi in his body at the moment. He directly used his evil qi to activate it, making it several times more powerful than true qi.
So he directly shattered the palm strike from Zuo Yihan palm, and even continued to blast it forward with undiminished momentum.
The crimson palm force surged forth, causing Zuo Yihan to change drastically. In his eyes, it was nothing short of a crimson divine Shenron, exuding an extremely terrifying aura. Clearly, this was also a deadly technique that had been fused with Divine Sense.
Without daring to be negligent, Zuo Yihan powerful palm strike, shattering the crimson palm force. However, what happened next caused his expression to change once again.
The crimson palm force that he had shattered with all his might actually returned to Xie Feng's body on its own, forming streams of crimson energy that swirled around his palms, ready to be unleashed again at any moment.
This means that the palm strike just now had almost no effect on Xie Feng, allowing him to continuously unleash such bizarre attacks, which is terrifying.
"Old man, if you need a beating, come down and spar with me. My newly created Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms haven't even been officially used yet!"
Looking up at Zuo Yihan, whose face was ashen, Xie Feng beckoned with his finger, indicating that anyone who was not convinced could come down and have a go.
He was looking for an opportunity to fight and open up the situation for his lord, and there was no more suitable opponent than Zuo Yihan.
The opponent's cultivation level was at Late-stage Innate Realm. A few days ago, he would definitely not have been a match for this person, but now it's different.
It should be known that when leaving Mount Tai by boat, the master transmitted all his insights and experiences on all the palm techniques he had cultivated to him through his Innate Divine Sense. Then, with this, he deduced the new Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms to the seventh palm. Coupled with his powerful physical body and domineering Blood Sha, he was enough to fight against ordinary Late-stage Innate innate experts.
Fortunately, although Zuo Yihan was at the Late-stage Innate Realm, he was not a top genius and his foundation was quite ordinary. If they really fought, he was confident that he could defeat him.
"Be careful, the old ancestor passed down many unique skills to him, among which the Icy Soft Palm of the Green-Winged Bat King of the Ming Cult and the Xuanming Divine Palm of the Xuanming Elders of the Yuan Dynasty are the most outstanding, their martial arts styles are extremely insidious."
With a deathly pale face Wheel-Turning King gave Xie Feng a few words of advice, then quickly retreated, leaving the area to Xie Feng.
Faced with Xie Feng's challenge, Zuo Yihan's expression grew even more gloomy, but he dared not accept the challenge. The palm strike he had just received made him realize that he was not very confident he could defeat this person.
If a fight were to break out, even if we won, it would be a Pyrrhic victory, and we would lose a significant amount of our lifespan, making it a losing proposition.
Just as Zuo Yihan was about to refuse, he suddenly seemed to hear something, his expression stiffened, and he glanced discreetly at a Confucian School expert sitting beside him. After hesitating for a long time, he finally said coldly, "Since you want to die, then I'll grant your wish!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zuo Yihan leaped down from the high platform and, without pausing, swung his palm down at Xie Feng. The chilling palm force surged out, covering the ground within a radius of several dozen feet with a layer of frost.
"Good timing!"
Facing the chilling palm strike, Xie Feng met it head-on without flinching. The crimson energy swirling around his palms merged into a crimson Shenron that roared forth with unparalleled Tyrannical Dao.