Yue Buqun: My Mount Hua has been time-traveled.

Although Nangong Ling is young, his martial arts skills are said to surpass those of Ren Ci.

His unique skill, the "Eight Strikes of Ruyi," allows him to transform his short sword into eight different weapon techniques, including acupoint tweezers, a judge's pen, and a water-splitting stab. His moves are unpredictable and can be described as unparalleled in the martial arts world.

When he unleashed his full power, his twin swords almost transformed into two nimble, venomous snakes, attacking from unpredictable and cunning angles.

Ku Yin wielded his long sword with almost impenetrable skill, yet he still needed to use the scabbard as a shield to keep Nangong Ling at a distance of three feet.

At that moment, I felt a sense of dread.

She had actually already thought of the reason why Wuhua hadn't come before.

Nangong Ling hates her to the core; if she were to seek revenge, she would undoubtedly target her first…

However, she was confident in her superior swordsmanship.

Even if he were to fight Nangong Ling one-on-one, he would never be defeated.

In addition, more than ten Emei disciples assisted them.

Nangong Ling is alone; even if she were to come, she would surely die.

But who would have thought that Wu Hua, who seemed so upright and honest, was actually even more narrow-minded than Nangong Ling!

They couldn't wait to deal with her...

With these two working together, she would be no match for them.

Even with these dozen or so disciples added...

No, it is precisely because of the presence of these dozen or so disciples that she may not even have a chance to escape.

Wu Hua was clearly well aware of this as well.

He still wore a compassionate and peaceful smile, his palms clasped together, but he was not in a hurry to kill these disciples. He simply smiled faintly and said, "It's a pity... a pity. All of you female benefactors are in the prime of your youth, yet you are going to die tragically here. It truly makes this humble monk's heart ache."

"You Japanese pirates! Sure enough, not a single one of those Japanese bastards is any good!"

Among the Emei disciples, the leader is named Qingxuan!

She held her sword defensively, drawing it halfway out to protect her disciples behind her.

Looking into Wuhua's eyes, which held undisguised disappointment, he said, "I thought you were different, but I didn't expect you to be even worse than them!"

"Were you deceived by the imposter I portrayed?"

With a smile of compassion, Wu Hua said, "Why live in this world if you are so blind? The Buddha is compassionate, and so is this humble monk. I will guide you all to the Yellow Springs to be reborn. Remember in your next life, do not misjudge people!"

With that, he threw a punch.

Qingxuan shouted, "Junior sisters, form a formation!"

Having said that, she took the lead and thrust her sword straight at Wuhua.

But Wu Hua's punch was a feint, causing the Emei disciples to scatter and form a battle formation. He seized the opportunity and, with an extremely unpredictable and difficult-to-defend footwork, broke into the middle of these Emei disciples.

"Everyone be careful, get out of the way immediately!"

Ku Yin's expression suddenly changed drastically. Ignoring Nangong Ling behind him, he rushed towards Wu Hua.

"Hahaha, you have no chance to save anyone in front of me!"

Nangong Ling leaped forward, and seeing that Ku Yin was in a state of mental chaos, he became even more ruthless. He used his two short swords to change moves one after another, and each move was aimed at the vital points around her body.

He could clearly see with his naked eye that bloodstains had seeped out from under the ribs of Ku Yin's moon-white monk's robe.

In addition, Wu Hua's powerful punch earlier, even through the heavy helmet, had the effect of hitting a cow from a distance, piercing through the Shaolin sandbag.

Even if Ku Yin had taken precautions beforehand, he was able to parry with his sword sheath.

But he must have also suffered serious internal injuries.

He didn't need to rush things at all. As long as he could hold her off, she would be unable to suppress her injuries after at most a hundred moves, and she would surely die then!

Thinking it over, he laughed loudly, "Brother, let's do it! No need to hold back!"

Wu Hua's smile remained peaceful, but a sudden flash of ferocity appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, he was surrounded by many Emei disciples, making them feel restricted, but he had no scruples and threw a powerful punch at Hehe, the youngest of these disciples.

BOOM!

A dull thud.

Hehe was already terrified, her face pale, and she was prepared to die.

The punch aimed straight at her face was blocked by an arm extending from behind her.

At this moment, his fist and palm were only half a foot away from her pretty face.

Hehe could only see a purple aura appearing before her eyes.

Their fists clashed, and for a moment they were locked in a stalemate. After a few moments, with a low, muffled thud, the two men stepped back.

The cause of the suffering was that he was already overwhelmed with anger.

Facing Nangong Ling, he even seemed somewhat at a loss for words.

At this moment, her situation was even more perilous than that of her disciple Hehe, but suddenly divine soldiers descended from the sky.

She couldn't help but be overjoyed.

He exclaimed in surprise, "Sect Leader Yue! You... how did you get here?"

A thousand miles away.

The rescuers, whom she could never have imagined, suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

At this moment, Yue Buqun used the Huashan Zixia Divine Skill to activate the Hunyuan Palm and clashed head-on with the Wuhua Great Subduing Demon Fist.

He then grabbed Hehe and leaped away.

Hehe escaped death, but before she could even speak, she screamed in fright as Yue Buqun threw her out of the second-floor window.

He shouted, "These two brothers are both despicable, shameless, and vile. Your presence here will only disturb your sect leader's peace of mind. Leave immediately!"

Qingxuan said worriedly, "But... Sect Leader Yue..."

"Go to the county government for help and say that Japanese pirates have infiltrated our Central Plains, impersonating Shaolin monks and wreaking havoc in the inn, and that Wuhua is their leader!"

Yue Buqun said in a deep voice, "If you all get out, even if Wuhua doesn't die today, he's destined to be utterly disgraced. That's what he fears most!"

Wu Hua's expression indeed turned extremely ugly.

He sneered, "You think you can stop me? Killing you won't stop me from killing others to silence them. At that time, I will still be the highly respected Master Wuhua of Shaolin."

Yue Buqun gestured for Qingxuan and the others to hurry up and leave.

He slowly drew the Longevity Sword, took a deep breath, and suddenly gathered his energy in his dantian, shouting loudly: "The Shaolin traitor Wuhua, in collusion with the Beggar Clan traitor Nangong Ling, intends to assassinate the Emei Sect Leader! Whoever is the first to seek help at Wanfu Wanshou Garden will be rewarded with gold..."

He paused, then immediately changed his answer to, "Ten taels of gold!"

Unleashing his full power of the Purple Cloud Divine Skill, Yue Buqun's voice resounded for miles around, reaching almost everyone outside the inn.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, looking at the second floor of the teahouse, where it seemed that there were indeed people standing with swords and knives, and the sound of fierce clashes of weapons could be heard.

After a brief pause, several shrewd merchants seemed to realize something and quickly sped off towards Wanfu Wanshou Garden.

Wu Hua's eyes were wide with fury.

He shouted angrily, "I'll kill you!"

This is truly a case of the blind being right under one's nose.

Wu Hua believed that as long as he killed someone to silence them, he could guarantee his innocence.

Unexpectedly, the other party was already on guard against him, and now even Yue Buqun, who should have been thousands of miles away, has come here.

And with that roar, Wu Hua was truly and completely exposed.

However, the smooth action of cutting off the cause of suffering actually leads to everything going against one's wishes.

At this moment, the composed expression on his face finally vanished completely.

Wu Hua angrily charged towards Yue Buqun.

Although he was born with a refined and gentle demeanor, the boxing technique he used was none other than the most imposing and intimidating Great Subduing Demon Fist of Shaolin Temple.

Moreover, within the shadow of the fist technique, there was also a hint of eeriness and sinister intent.

Yue Buqun chuckled lightly.

Seeing that the cause of his suffering was safe and sound, he felt much more at ease.

Holding the Longevity Sword, he laughed gleefully, "If you hadn't come out, I really wouldn't know what to do with you. Now that you've come out, I guess I'll have to first cut off Shi Guanyin's lineage before I can properly raid her lair!"

Having said that, he picked up the Longevity Sword and immediately engaged in battle with Wuhua!