"No! Suppressing the eighth master's head consumes too much of my strength.
Now, like water without a source, it can no longer hold on for much longer. Now, all we can do is make a desperate move!"
Suddenly, divine patterns appeared on the ancient sword of the Sword Emperor.
A little bit of the original power burst out, causing the ancient sword to burst out with unprecedented divine power.
Buzz buzz.
In the cracks of nothingness, a sound like the chirping of insects suddenly emerged.
That was the Sword Emperor's ancient sword vibrating at high speed, forming a mysterious frequency.
The void shook, gradually tearing apart a terrifying crack.
Qin Feng's body fell out of the crack.
This is a quiet mountain forest.
It is surrounded by towering old trees, with roots packed into the sky, and forests of pines and cypresses.
A tree that exudes purple light makes the entire forest look mysterious and noble.
A quiet path, winding and rugged.
It was already covered with leaves, and it was obvious that this road was less traveled.
At this moment, a carriage that looked a bit shabby was driving on a quiet path.
Suddenly, the horse started jumping wildly and the warrior driving the carriage tried his best to suppress his anger.
His eyes looked around, finally settling on something not far away.
When you see clearly, a warrior covered in blood,
Both the driver and some warriors on horseback looked shocked and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
No matter how you say it, a warrior covered in blood appears in an inaccessible mountain forest. It seems a bit weird.
"I haven't heard of any powerful ferocious beasts nearby, and if he was seriously injured by a ferocious beast, he would probably be missing arms and legs. Now he has all four limbs!"
"Although I don't know exactly what is going on? But judging from the fluctuation of his soul, which is almost non-existent, he probably won't survive tonight!"
"Whether it's because of being beaten or robbed, it has nothing to do with us."
…
These guards were all gloating about the misfortune.
Obviously, the sudden changes in the carriage also attracted the attention of some warriors.
A young man came on horseback.
Wearing a powerful robe, holding a folding fan, and fluttering sleeves, he looks like a man of five or six.
"What's going on? Why did you stop? Don't you know that the reason why we took this less traveled path is to save time. You can really bear the delay in my affairs!"
The young man frowned slightly, and the expressions of the guards around him suddenly became ugly.
Then he said tremblingly: "A nearly dead warrior suddenly appeared here. The smell of blood must have made these horses uneasy. Let's move this dead body away now."
dead body?
The young man cast his gaze over, and there was obvious disgust in his eyes: "You are so useless, why didn't you deal with it quickly after seeing it? You let me see such a scene, it made my eyes dirty!"
When the young man became angry, the guards immediately knelt down.
"Forget it! Deal with it quickly!"
Then the young man turned around and prepared to leave.
At this moment, a slightly childish voice came from the carriage.
"Wait!"
Immediately, the carriage curtain opened, and a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old came out.
His face was pale, and even if he only took two steps forward, he was already breathing heavily.
Any normal person would be able to tell that the young man must be suffering from a serious illness.
At this time, seeing this young man appear, many warriors had a hint of ridicule in their eyes.
In fact, they didn't even care whether the sickly young man saw their ridicule.
"Ning Jin, you will fall if the wind blows, so you better get into the carriage obediently. Otherwise, if you die on the road, we can't bear it!"
Earlier, facing the respectful young man holding a fan, the muscular bodyguard said mockingly.
"Liu Chao, do you still have any rules? Young Master Ning Jin is the young master of Jiuyuan Mountain, and now he wants to participate in the official ranking of Fengzhou martial arts forces.
You only need to defeat a force like a cat or a dog to become the master of Jiuyuan Mountain. That is a martial arts sect!
If you don’t want to betray your family and destroy your ancestors, you should immediately apologize to Master Ning Jin!”
The young man holding the fan seemed to be speaking for Ning Jin, scolding Liu Chao, the muscular bodyguard.
But the sinister tone and slight disdain were palpable.
The sickly young man is Ning Jin.
Naturally, you are aware of the other party's bad intentions.
However, he did not care, but said calmly: "Jiuyuanshan's participation in the Fengzhou Martial Arts Competition is recorded.
If, at the specified time, I do not go to the martial arts competition, there will definitely be warriors investigating this matter.
If you, the Song family, want to get Jiuyuan Mountain's plan, you will be exposed to the eyes of many powerful people.
Jiuyuan Mountain contains the inheritance of gods and demons. Even if it is just an illusory legend, it will definitely attract the attention of a large number of warriors.
As long as they have an excuse to destroy the Song family, and then they can openly occupy Jiuyuan Mountain, there must be no powerful people who will refuse this matter."
Hearing this, Song Shan, the young man holding the fan, looked gloomy.
The Song family is a martial arts family.
If you want to become a big shot in Fengzhou and a powerful force on the stage, you must first have your own structure.
Jiuyuan Mountain was the place they chose to set foot in the martial arts sect.
Jiuyuan Mountain is a force inherited from ancient times and has a profound foundation.
However, at the end of the Middle Ages, the demons came, and the Lord of Jiuyuan Mountain, Ning Yuan, responded to the call and led many elders to participate in the war to exterminate the demons.
But I didn't expect that they would never come back.
There is a gap in the martial arts inheritance of Jiuyuan Mountain.
Countless years have passed, and Jiuyuan Mountain has gradually declined.
Now, only the sick young master Ning Jin is left in Jiuyuan Mountain.
Now, the Song family has become a business family, a stepping stone to the martial arts sect.
"Hmph! Jiuyuan Mountain has been in last place in the martial arts competition for nine consecutive times. As long as it is still in last place this time, it will lose the protection of the martial arts association.
We want to control Jiuyuan Mountain without even giving any resources."
Song Shan sneered.
Fengzhou Martial Arts Association is a force that manages all martial arts sects in Fengzhou.
If you join the Martial Arts Association, you will receive the protection of the Martial Arts Association.
Every ten years, the Martial Arts Association will hold a martial arts competition.
If a martial arts sect comes last in martial arts competitions ten times in a row, it will lose the protection of the martial arts association.
Of course, if you can hand over your resources, you can continue to receive asylum.
But if Jiuyuan Mountain had the resources, it would not have been last in the Fengzhou Martial Arts Competition nine times in a row.
When they lose the protection of the Martial Arts Association, it will be time for the Song family to take their place.
This is also the reason why Song family warriors will guard Ning Jin.
The purpose is to keep Ning Jin under control and avoid contact with other people.
Otherwise, the Song family has been planning for countless years, and when it is about to succeed, it will run away like a cooked duck. That would be a sad thing.