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Chapter 65: Haitang Duoduo appears, the Grandmaster takes action
Wang Qinian's expression changed slightly. He took out a small knife from his arms and started fighting with the boatman.

He is good at martial arts, but the narrow space of a ship limits his performance to a great extent.

After several battles, they gradually fell into a disadvantage.

The range of activities is gradually shrinking and being forced into a dead end.

The boatman shook the sword in his hand and stabbed it directly towards Wang Qinian's chest, and was about to succeed.

At the critical moment, a bamboo pole appeared and knocked the sword out of the boatman's hand.

Li Mu joined the battlefield. His level of cultivation as a half-step grandmaster was totally beyond the capability of a ninth-rank swordsman. With just a bamboo pole, he suppressed the boatman.

A bamboo shadow flashed by, the boatman's hat was knocked off, and a strange face appeared in front of everyone.

"Master He, it's really him!"

Li Chengping looked calm.

There are many ninth-rank masters in Northern Qi, but there is only He Daoren who is a ninth-rank master who can use a sword.

When he saw the boatman take action just now, he already had a rough idea in his mind, and now his guess has been confirmed.

Since a ninth-rank swordsman like He Daoren has already taken action, the Northern Qi must have a backup plan!

Li Chengping's eyes darkened.

It's hard to see the situation clearly on the water, which is not conducive to fighting, so we have to go ashore.

We are now very far away from the South Bank and it is impossible to go back. The only option now is to reach the North Bank quickly.

Thinking of this, he immediately ordered the soldiers to row the boats.

Thanks to everyone's efforts, the North Shore is now within reach.

The battle on the ship is about to end.

Although Li Mu's cultivation was very high, the bamboo pole in his hand was just an ordinary object after all, and now only a piece of it was left.

Even so, he relied on his exquisite swordsmanship to suppress He Daoren and force him to retreat step by step.

"When did Qing Kingdom have a swordsmanship expert?"

Taoist He frowned.

He tried his best to deal with Li Mu's attack, and took the opportunity to look around. Suddenly, his eyes fell on Li Chengping.

"This man is the third prince of Qing. If I can capture him, maybe I can use him to exchange for Sean!"

Taoist He's eyes lit up.

He tried his best to block Li Mu's attack, turned the sword around, and rushed directly towards Li Chengping.

Li Mu was stunned and retracted the bamboo pole he had swung. He looked at He Daoren's figure as if he was looking at a dead person.

next second.

A red sword light flashed, and it was the last ray of light He Daoren saw before he died.

The head flew up and was grabbed by Wei Zhuang, and the headless body was directly lifted into the rushing river.

Everyone on the boat was stunned, looking at Wei Zhuang with awe in their eyes.

Yan Xiaoyi even felt a chill on his neck. Thinking back to the sword just now, he knew that even if he encountered it, he would surely die!
The ship docked and the soldiers went ashore one by one.

Sean walked out of the cabin slowly, glanced at He Daoren's head, and his pupils contracted slightly.

Obviously, he knew the other person.

It was then that Li Chengping discovered that there were several boats parked on the other side of the river, but only this boat was running. This might have been arranged by Northern Qi in advance.

"You guys go back and bring the carriage."

After ordering several soldiers to leave, Li Chengping looked up at the huge peak not far ahead.

"Friends from Northern Qi, don't hide anymore. Taoist He has been killed by me. Why don't you come out and see me?"

As soon as the words fell, a powerful aura enveloped the entire scene.

The calm river water behind him suddenly surged several feet high and was about to fall. A red sword light flashed across, splitting the surging river water in two.

"Your Highness, I'll be back soon."

As he spoke, Wei Zhuang leaped forward, and his figure turned into a rainbow of light, disappearing in a few flashes.

The water curtain dissipated, and a figure rushed out, holding two axes and killing Li Chengping directly.

"The Holy Maiden of Northern Qi, Haitang Duoduo!" Li Chengping recognized her identity at the first sight, because the double axes in her hands were too conspicuous!
"Be bold!"

Li Mu's face darkened.

He swung the Zhenyue Sword and scabbard together to chop directly towards Haitang Duoduo.

"clang!"

The scabbard and the double axes collided, sparks flying.

Haitang Duoduo only felt a terrifying force rushing along her arms, and her body flew backwards uncontrollably.

Li Mu took advantage of the victory and pursued the enemy, using his sword skills to force Haitang Duoduo to retreat step by step.

Wang Qinian supported Fan Xian and stood aside, watching Haitang Duoduo being defeated step by step, and couldn't help but sigh.

"I can't believe that the Third Prince has two masters of such strength by his side!"

"Are these two people very powerful?" Fan Xian asked with a puzzled look on his face.

He didn't know much about the masters of Northern Qi.

"Master Xiao Fan, you don't know that the boatman who died just now was a famous swordsman in Northern Qi, Taoist He. His cultivation level was above the ninth rank, and he was a leader in swordsmanship."

"President Chen once said that this man's swordsmanship could rank among the top three swordsmen in the world."

"Such a person could be killed instantly by the white-haired swordsman beside the Third Prince, but how terrifying is this person's strength!"

"I guess his cultivation is at least at the peak of the ninth rank, and he may even be a grandmaster. As for the woman in front of me, she is the last disciple of the Northern Qi grandmaster Ku He."

"His cultivation is also at the ninth level, but unfortunately he is no match for the coachman beside the Third Prince."

Wang Qinian looked solemn.

I thought there were only a handful of masters above the ninth rank in the world, but now it seems that his knowledge was too shallow.

at the same time.

It's thirty miles away from here.

Wei Zhuang stood on the top of the cliff holding a shark-tooth sword, looking at the man in black robe on the opposite peak, murderous intent surging in his cold eyes.

Ku He looked serious: "Who are you? As a Grand Master, why would you work for others?"

Wei Zhuang easily dispersed the waterfall of water he had created with a wave of sword energy, which was enough to prove that he was quite powerful.

"A dead person has no right to know my name!"

Wei Zhuang's voice was extremely cold, but his eyes were full of excitement.

He leaped high into the air, waving the shark-tooth sword towards Ku He.

After breaking through to the middle stage of Grandmaster, he hadn't had a satisfying battle for a long time, and today he finally seized the opportunity.

The power of heaven and earth descended, Ku He did not dare to be careless, and activated his skills to form a barrier in front of him.

The sword fell and the barrier flashed violently a few times, narrowly blocking the attack.

"Not bad, quite capable!"

Wei Zhuang's eyes lit up, and his momentum surged again. He swung his sword and chopped at the shield frantically.

Figures intertwined in the sky, and swords fell like raindrops.

With every attack, the protective shield flickered violently.

Fortunately, the grandmaster's true energy is very strong, so Ku He does not have to worry about the protective shield being broken due to insufficient true energy.

After a long period of unsuccessful siege, Wei Zhuang gradually became impatient.

"Do you think I can't do anything to you just because you hide in a turtle shell like this?"

A violent aura burst out from Wei Zhuang, the true energy in his body surged, the shark-tooth sword in his hand hummed, and light golden true energy lingered on the sword.

"Across all directions!"

There was a loud shout.

Wei Zhuang's figure suddenly split into four, each holding a sword, and attacked different positions of the shield.

The moment the four figures fell, terrifying sword energy burst out.

The protective shield flickered violently, with countless cracks spreading around the tip of the sword like a spider web.

(End of this chapter)