Martial Arts Universe: With a single command, 100,000 iron cavalry will sweep across the martial wor

She gently tugged at Huang Rong beside her: "Sister Huang, has the situation outside been resolved?"

Huang Rong was feeling frustrated: "How was I supposed to know? We couldn't see a single crack. These soldiers have surrounded us too tightly."

Upon hearing this, Su Yan gave Huang Rong a strange look, then suddenly burst out laughing: "So Sister Huang isn't tall enough either. If A Zhu and A Bi were here, they could hold me up and let me see you."

Huang Rong immediately clenched her fist, pretending to be angry: "Su girl, are you looking for a beating? How dare you complain about my height?"

Su Yan quickly waved her hand: "No, no, no, how could I dare to complain about your height? Your height is none of my business. As long as the person who marries you doesn't mind, that's all that matters."

Abbess Miejue, Huang Yaoshi, and Qiao Xiaofeng, standing to the side, shook their heads as they watched the two girls still making a fuss. No one dared to relax for the moment.

The attackers now are just ordinary martial arts practitioners; the truly powerful figures haven't shown themselves yet. They need to be wary of those masters who haven't yet made their move.

Before long, the thousands of martial artists outside had been annihilated by the Xuanwu Legion. The legion rearranged its formation and stood ready for battle.

Su Yan and Huang Rong also saw what was happening outside. They frowned slightly at the bloody scene before them, but didn't react much.

Huang Yaoshi and Abbess Miejue, who were watching Su Yan closely, were secretly delighted. They hadn't expected that the young Su Yan would neither be afraid nor vomit in the face of such a scene, which only strengthened their resolve to take her as their disciple.

Xuan Ci was shocked to see thousands of martial artists wiped out by the army in the blink of an eye. Now that he had no one left to command, he decided to capture the little girl himself.

"Amitabha, young benefactor, you ordered the massacre of all the Shaolin monks and these martial artists. How could you be so cruel at such a young age? Today, I will personally take you back to Shaolin to make you repent."

Xiao Feng glared at the hypocritical Xuan Ci and roared:

"Xuan Ci, with me here, you won't be able to take Su girl away. Come, today I will personally take your life."

"Then this old monk will experience your Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms."

"Prepare to die! Flying Dragon in the Sky!"

Just as Xiao Feng and Xuan Ci were fighting, a figure suddenly rushed towards Su Yan. The Xuanwu Legion soldiers guarding around him fell to the ground one after another.

At this moment, Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic, suddenly appeared and blocked the old man's way.

"Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, I didn't expect you to be here too."

Huang Yaoshi blocked Ouyang Feng's attack, but a question arose in his mind: Why would Ouyang Feng attack Su Yan when he should have no connection with her? Could it be that he has already sided with some faction?

Seeing Huang Yaoshi's obstruction, Ouyang Feng frowned and said:

"Brother Huang, please step aside. This little girl is someone the young prince of the Jin Kingdom wants. I hope you'll do me a favor."

Huang Yaoshi found it hard to believe:

"Impossible. Brother Ouyang, you would actually work for the Jin Kingdom? This is not like you."

Huang Yaoshi knew that the Western Poison was proud and arrogant, never submitting to any power, and he absolutely did not believe that the Western Poison would submit to the young prince of the Jin Kingdom.

Ouyang Feng smiled:

"Haha, Brother Huang understands me best. My nephew Ouyang Ke works under the young prince of the Jin Kingdom, so I had no choice but to come this time."

Ouyang Feng was unwilling to obey Wanyan Kang, but considering that his son Ouyang Ke had begged him to protect the young prince of the Jin Kingdom, and that he had always doted on his only son, he agreed without hesitation.

Su Yan walked to Huang Yaoshi's side, looked at the old man, and asked:

"So you're Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison? I know some secrets about you—about you and your nephew Ouyang Ke. Want to hear them?"

"nonsense!"

Ouyang Feng's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't expected that this girl would know such a secret, and he was momentarily flustered. What he feared most was that this girl really knew that Ouyang Ke was not his nephew but his biological son. If this secret were exposed in public, he would have no face to stand in the martial arts world afterward.

Seeing his expression, Su Yan knew that what her father had said earlier was true, and thought that she should ask her father to tell her more stories about the martial arts world in the future.

She gave Ouyang Feng a malicious smile:

"Heh, Ouyang Feng, if you don't want me to reveal your secret, then immediately cure the poison in my soldiers. Otherwise... you know what I'll say."

Ouyang Feng glanced at the cunning girl, then at Huang Yaoshi protecting her, and had no choice but to admit defeat.

"Little girl, you're pretty good... but you must promise not to tell anyone about this."

Su Yan's eyes darted around:

"Don't worry, as long as you are cured of the poison and do me one more favor, this secret will never be known in the martial arts world."

Ouyang Feng glared at her:

"You dare to negotiate with this old man?"

Just then, another martial arts master appeared beside the army formation. A female Taoist nun was about to attack Su Yan as soon as she appeared, but was stopped by Abbess Miejue who was blocking her way.

Huang Yaoshi shielded Su Yan and looked at the Daoist nun, wondering: Why is Li Mochou here? Why would this ruthless person also want to capture Su Yan?

Abbess Miejue shouted at Li Mochou:

"So it's the Crimson Serpent Fairy. You're only at the Innate Realm, yet you dare to cause trouble here? Why are you trying to capture Su girl?"

Li Mochou pointed at Su Yan and laughed:

"For no reason other than I've taken a liking to this girl. From now on, she will be my apprentice."

She had already arrived at the apricot grove, but unexpectedly encountered such a clever and mischievous little girl. Not only was she intelligent and quick-witted, but at such a young age, she already possessed the cultivation of the fourth level of the Acquired Realm, a truly rare talent. Li Mochou then had the idea of ​​taking her as a disciple.

When Abbess Miejue saw that someone else was trying to steal her disciple, she flew into a rage.

"Don't even think about it! You she-devil, stop dreaming! I will never let you take Su Yatou away. Minjun, protect Su Yan."

"Yes, Master!"

Ding Minjun and her fellow disciples immediately surrounded Su Yan. They knew this young girl was a treasure, and they couldn't afford to let her suffer any harm. Ding Minjun thought to herself that this girl's background was definitely not simple, especially since their master intended to take her as a disciple. Even though Ding Minjun harbored resentment towards Zhou Zhiruo, she dared not show the slightest disrespect to Su Yan.

This young man is already able to command armies and intimidate people in the martial arts world; he's bound to be a formidable figure in the future.

Su Yan looked at Li Mochou, the Red Serpent Fairy, with a curious expression and said:

"Li Mochou, you also want to take me as your disciple? Wait a minute, let me finish negotiating with Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, before we talk about your matter."

Li Mochou glanced at Su Yan and chuckled softly:

"Little girl, why should I listen to you? I can take you away right now."

Su Yan remained calm and composed, speaking with a hint of threat:

"Li Mochou, you don't want me to talk about Lu Zhanyuan in public, do you?"

Li Mochou was startled:

"You...you little girl know a lot. I've long forgotten about that heartless man Lu Zhanyuan; you can't threaten me."

Su Yan smiled slyly:

"Really? I heard you've always wanted the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, but haven't had the chance. What if I could help you get it?"

The more Li Mochou looked at the girl, the more clever she seemed, and she even wanted to meet her father.

"You really know a lot. Fine, I'll give you face this time."

Su Yan smiled and said:

"Thank you. I will tell you some secrets of the Ancient Tomb Sect in the future."

"Okay, I'll wait."

After saying this, Li Mochou smiled and turned to leave. She hadn't given up, but with so many grandmasters around, it was better to outsmart them than to force them; she'd find another opportunity later.

Huang Yaoshi, Abbess Miejue, and the others were all surprised to see that Su Yan had dismissed Ouyang Feng and Li Mochou with just a few words.

Su Yan then turned to Ouyang Feng:

"Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, will you grant me one request now?"

Ouyang Feng had no choice but to say:

"What are your conditions? Tell me."

Su Yan rested her chin on her hand and thought about it seriously.

"I know you are a master, and your word is your bond. If you agree to help me just once, I will swallow this matter forever, and I will also explain it to my father."

"Okay, I promise."

"Then, let's detoxify my soldiers first."

At this moment, Wanyan Kang saw that Ouyang Feng not only didn't capture the little girl, but instead began to detoxify the soldiers. He was instantly enraged and, leading his guards, loudly rebuked him:

"Ouyang Feng, why didn't you capture that little girl? She must be an important person in the Song Dynasty, otherwise how could she command such an elite army? You promised Ouyang Ke that you would protect me!"

"I did promise to protect you, but why should I obey your orders? From this moment on, I will no longer protect you, and my nephew will no longer serve you."

Ouyang Feng held Wanyan Kang in utter disdain. As a dignified Grandmaster of the Innate Realm, he had no desire to protect this young prince of the Jin Kingdom, and if it weren't for his son Ouyang Ke, he wouldn't have given him a second thought. Seeing Ouyang Feng abandon him so easily, Wanyan Kang angrily pointed at him and shouted:

"How dare you speak to me like that!"

Seeing that this young prince dared to point a finger at him, Ouyang Feng immediately unleashed a palm strike, shattering a boulder beside him, and shouted sharply:

"Get out, or die."

Seeing the power of Ouyang Feng's ability to shatter rocks from a distance, Wanyan Kang was terrified and hurriedly led his guards to hide to the side, daring not to say another word—he was truly afraid that the gloomy-faced Ouyang Feng would take his life.

Meanwhile, Xiao Feng had already beaten Xuan Ci so badly that Xuan Ci was spitting blood and staggering backward. He fought with increasing ferocity, vowing to take the life of this despicable Shaolin abbot and avenge his parents. Xuan Ci seized the opportunity to retreat and sought help from the leaders of the surrounding sects and various factions:

"Esteemed sect leaders and benefactors, please help this old monk capture Xiao Feng and that young girl. If you assist me today, I will grant the person who helps me a day to study the Shaolin Sutra Repository."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding crowd began to whisper amongst themselves, all drawn to the martial arts manuals within the Sutra Repository. Soon after, Yue Buqun of the Huashan Sect stepped forward and said:

"Abbot Xuanci, Xiao Feng murdered his master and relatives, and that little vixen has also harmed countless fellow martial artists. I, Yue, am willing to help the Abbot capture these two scoundrels of the martial world."

When Yue Buqun's wife, Ning Zhongze, and the others saw him appear, they were all greatly surprised. They never expected that their master would help that despicable Shaolin abbot without distinguishing right from wrong, just to peek at the Shaolin secret manuals. They were filled with confusion and bewilderment.

Ning Zhongze angrily questioned Yue Buqun: "Senior brother, why are you doing this? You know Xiao Feng is innocent, and that little girl did nothing wrong. Are you willing to abandon your conscience for the sake of Shaolin Temple's martial arts manual?" Yue Buqun's expression changed, and he coldly replied: "Junior sister, I have my own plans. There's no need to say more."

Ning Zhongze glanced at Yue Buqun, then turned and walked away. She would never harm Xiao Feng, nor would she try to capture that little girl. At this moment, she was utterly disappointed in Yue Buqun.

At this moment, Duan Zhengchun of Dali stepped forward. He still remembered how the young girl had exposed his shameful deeds in public, and this time he was determined to catch her red-handed. "Duan Zhengchun of Dali is willing to help Abbot Xuanci capture these two scoundrels of the martial world."

"The Wudang Sect is also willing to assist Abbot Xuanci," Song Qingshu suddenly shouted. He had noticed the several beautiful women beside Zhou Zhiruo earlier, and having been stopped by his father, he now wanted to show off and let those women see him. Song Yuanqiao hadn't expected his son to suddenly step forward, and it was too late to stop him. He could only secretly hope to call him back. Wudang and Shaolin were already at odds, and this was clearly a frame-up of Xiao Feng. He absolutely couldn't let Song Qingshu ruin Wudang's reputation. "Qingshu, what are you doing? Come back!"

Song Qingshu turned to look at Zhou Zhiruo and the others, and shouted to Song Yuanqiao, "Father, didn't you see Xiao Feng and that little girl's men killing fellow martial artists? I'm about to stand up for them!" "You bastard!" Song Yuanqiao was furious to see his son ignoring his advice and walking into the group of martial artists, but he couldn't force him to come back, so he could only feel helpless.

"We, the people of the martial world, are also willing to help Abbot Xuanci." "This old man is also willing to help." In a short while, dozens of martial arts masters stepped forward, all for the martial arts manuals in the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion, and no one cared about right or wrong.