Chapter 816

619 The Qinglong Society has returned!

Watching Xin Longzi fight more and more viciously, Mu Lang grew frantic with worry.

But he knew that Xin Longzi in this state was not someone he could stop.

After much hesitation, he could only say to Han Zhibang and Wu Yuanying,

"Zhibang, Yuanying, you two keep an eye on Xin Longzi for me. If he really…

I'll go right now to find Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, and Senior Fu."

Regarding the Seven Star Subduing Tiger Fist, Mu Lang was actually tempted as well.

But he was upright by nature, and worried about Xin Longzi, so his first thought was to go find Chu Zhaonan and Yang Yuncong.

"Don't worry, Fourth Senior Brother!"

Han Zhibang and Wu Yuanying were also at a loss for words, and could only reply weakly.

Mu Lang immediately deployed his movement technique and dashed toward the manor.

"What, only this one wolf-boy wants the Seven Star Subduing Tiger Fist? Don't the rest of you want it?

Are you planning to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight?

I happen to know that as long as this fist art kills Liu Jingyi, it will immediately be transferred from his body by some mysterious means and imprinted into another person's mind.

This wolf-boy's sword art and Wu Gong cultivation are already not low to begin with.

If he obtains the Seven Star Subduing Tiger Fist, do you really think you can sit back and reap the fisherman's profits?"

The strange man paid no attention to Mu Lang's departure, but spoke leisurely once more to the crowd.

This piece of information made people feel even more shocked and bewildered.

So as long as one kills Liu Jingyi, one can obtain the imprint of the Seven Star Subduing Tiger Fist?

Liu Jingyi, hearing this, also grew somewhat anxious.

Because although this strange man spoke absurdly, in Liu Jingyi's view it was very likely true!

When the Qinglong Society originally passed down this fist art, there was indeed no manual or the like—just a jade pendant.

Once he took it in hand, a single意念 imprinted itself into his mind.

And just like that, this Seven Star Subduing Tiger Fist became his Wu Gong!

Only, since this person knew so clearly, in theory he ought to be a member of the Qinglong Society, or at least connected to it.

Why would he deliberately trip Liu Jingyi up at this very moment?

He wanted to explain himself, or to question the man a couple of times.

Unfortunately, Xin Longzi's Wu Gong was already formidable, and now that he had gone wolf-boy, he attacked without any thought of defense.

Liu Jingyi figured Xin Longzi was from the Tianshan Sect, so in the end he could not bring himself to strike lethally.

As a result, he was beaten rather badly by Xin Longzi, and had no spare energy to explain or question anyone.

"Old Qi, if you won't go up, then don't blame me."

Cheng Tianting finally could not hold back any longer. He casually snatched up a short staff and, using it as a judge's brush, charged over.

The moment he moved, those Qing court experts naturally could hold back no longer, and rushed forward one after another.

In an instant, more than ten Qing court experts, together with Xin Longzi and Cheng Tianting, surrounded and attacked Liu Jingyi.

Even though the Seven Star Subduing Tiger Fist was incomparably wondrous, Liu Jingyi was still somewhat flustered.

"Xin Longzi, if you keep being unreasonable, then I, Liu Jingyi, will have to stop being polite."

With the pressure doubled, after barely weathering several more waves of attacks, Liu Jingyi could only say as much.

"Stubborn! Watch my sword!"

Qi Zhenjun, who had been waiting a long time, now once again raised his five-foot long sword and charged over.

He had been hesitating all along, truly because he knew this strange man was too bizarre, and had been resisting the greed in his heart.

But the strange man's voice seemed to carry a magical power, and on top of that Cheng Tianting, Xin Longzi, and the others were pressing the attack urgently.

If Cheng Tianting or Xin Longzi obtained the Seven Star Subduing Tiger Fist, then he could forget about ever getting it in this lifetime.

After weighing it for a long time, Qi Zhenjun could hold back no longer, and could only set his Wind and Thunder Sword in motion.

This encirclement was far more perilous than the previous one by the three great experts—Fenghuo Liancheng, Qi Zhenjun, and Cheng Tianting.

After all, in the previous encirclement, the three were not necessarily determined to put Liu Jingyi to death.

They had been thinking of capturing Liu Jingyi alive to obtain this fist art.

Now, from what the strange man had revealed, this wondrous fist art could be obtained simply by killing Liu Jingyi.

Moreover, the number of attackers this time was far greater than last time.

More than ten experts attacked, every strike aimed at a vital point.

In but a moment, Liu Jingyi was ultimately no match; he had already suffered several wounds in succession.

Even the vital acupoint behind his shoulder had been struck by Cheng Tianting.

For a moment, half his body felt somewhat numb.

Defeat seemed not far off.

"Senior, why are you harming me?"

After weathering several more waves of attacks, with the situation growing ever more dire, Liu Jingyi shouted the question at the strange man atop the memorial archway.

"Hahaha!"

The strange man burst into wild laughter.

Along with his laughter, everyone participating in the attack on Liu Jingyi, including Qi Zhenjun and Cheng Tianting, felt their heads spin and their minds go blank.

The Qing court experts with weaker cultivation even suddenly began bleeding from the seven orifices.

"Whose side are you actually on?"

Qi Zhenjun was startled, immediately gathering his true qi to resist the strange man's laughter, then demanded of him.

"I only intended to see whether you Qing bandits truly had the nerve to strike at the Qinglong Society."

"I never expected this to be real!"

After laughing, the strange man said coldly,

"Where are the Qinglong Society assassins?"

"Here!"

At his words, numerous figures in green robes suddenly appeared atop the Wu Zhuang's outer wall.

These men were dressed exactly as the Qinglong Society assassins, whose reputation struck terror into every martial artist of the Wu Lin!

"Kill!"

Upon receiving the order, the Qinglong Society assassins surged downward with explosive speed.

Not only did they appear out of nowhere, but their brutality surpassed even Xin Longzi's.

More crucially, their strength!

Whether ordinary Qing elite warriors or Qi Zhenjun himself,

no one could withstand even a single blow or half-strike from them.

To Duogeduo's eyes, it seemed as if Qi Zhenjun and the others had deliberately exposed their vital points, inviting the Qinglong Society assassins to stab them.

In the blink of an eye, the Qinglong Society assassins slaughtered everyone who had just attacked Liu Jingyi—including Xin Longzi—on the spot!

After killing them, the Qinglong Society assassins flickered once more and vanished back onto the wall.

"You're Duogeduo, right?"

At this moment, the strange man turned to Duogeduo and asked in a chilling tone.

Duogeduo, staring at the slaughter before him, trembled in terror.

He knew at once that this strange man was at least a Platform Master of the Qinglong Society!

He never imagined the Qinglong Society would arrive so swiftly!

Hearing the strange man's question, he nodded frantically.

Shh!

The strange man flicked his finger, and a streak of light shot forth.

The next instant, blood splattered across General Nalan Xiuji's forehead, then his occiput exploded—brains and blood spattered the ground as his body slumped sideways and died.

Duogeduo, standing close, was splattered with General Nalan Xiuji's blood and brain matter across his face.

A wave of overwhelming terror rose from his heart, and the next moment, a clear stream flowed from between his legs.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! I thought you, as a Prince of the Blood of the Qing, might have some spine—but you're just a coward."