Simultaneous time travel, starting from Little Li Flying Dagger

According to the book "Tiangong Kaiwu", Zhuge's repeating crossbow had an extremely fast firing rate and could fire all thirty of its stored arrows in a short time.

However, things that are fast have two inherent flaws: one is insufficient power, and the other is low accuracy.

The arrow struck Chu Ke, but failed to penetrate his "Invincible Vajra Divine Skill." Instead, Chu Ke roared "Buddha's Wrath Tang Lotus" and pulled out the Plum Blossom Needle, known as the "Number One Hidden Weapon in the World."

The fine needles that shot out left only barely perceptible silver threads on the snow.

Before the servants could even cry out in alarm, the needles had already pierced all the vital points on their bodies. One by one, they groaned and collapsed to the ground, instantly losing the ability to move.

"What kind of hidden weapon is this?"

Plum blossom needle?!

Long Xiaoyun's eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty. The fear he felt for the hidden weapon in this person's hand far outweighed his fear of physical strength.

As Lin Xian'er's accomplice, he had naturally witnessed the power of the Plum Blossom Needle, but he couldn't understand why this number one hidden weapon in the world was in the hands of the man in front of him.

He turned his head and looked around, as if trying to find Lin Xian'er and ask her for clarification.

But why would Lin Xian'er show up at this time?

"Heh," Chuk chuckled from beneath the dragon-head mask.

"Old man, are you dizzy or what? The Plum Blossom Thief was locked up in the woodshed, so how come I have a plum blossom needle in my hand?"

Chuk looked at Long Xiaoyun with a mocking smile in his eyes, waiting for him to smooth things over.

Long Xiaoyun took a deep breath.

If the plum blossom needle were to appear on an outsider, then Li Xunhuan's reputation as the Plum Blossom Thief would be unfounded.

Recalling the name this person had mentioned, Long Xiaoyun gritted his teeth and said, "I never thought there would be such a hidden weapon in the martial arts world, 'Buddha's Wrath Lotus'... Its power is probably no less than that of the Plum Blossom Needle and the Peacock Feather."

"Who exactly are you?"

"You dare ask me?"

Upon hearing Chuk's disdainful retort, Long Xiaoyun's face immediately turned ashen.

He suspected that this person was most likely one of Lin Xian'er's accomplices, but he couldn't reveal it at the moment. Moreover, Chu Ke's retort left him speechless.

"Amitabha." Master Xinmei saw that Chu Ke had only sealed the acupoints of the servants and had not harmed their lives, so he was clearly not a ruthless killer. Therefore, he stepped forward to negotiate:

"I wonder why you saved these two? You should know that the Plum Blossom Thief's crimes are heinous, and how many innocent people have been raped and murdered by him."

"These two are accomplices of the Plum Blossom Thief and should be executed."

"Monk, you are old and your eyesight is failing. You can't tell the difference between clear and muddy water. You should go back to the temple and chant sutras."

Chuk sneered, and two beams of light seemed to burst forth from beneath his bronze dragon-head mask. "Besides, I didn't come here for the Plum Blossom Thief; I came here for you."

Chuck pointed at everyone present one by one with his finger.

Feeling the man's oppressive words, everyone was stunned for a moment.

"Since you didn't come to rescue Li Xunhuan, then what happened just now was merely a misunderstanding. I have a small reputation in the martial world; perhaps you could grant me the honor of entering the manor to discuss this further?"

A gentle and modest voice rang out; it was Zhao Zhengyi who introduced himself and bowed.

Such demeanor, who wouldn't praise it as a sign of great refinement?

Just then, the snow on the side was suddenly swept up by an invisible force, and white mist spread out, instantly obscuring Chuk's eyes.

The cold light was hidden in the shadows of the snow.

The sword's aura was bone-chilling, its wind whipped at the face, aimed straight at Chuk's head!

Furthermore, a gleaming silver iron ball the size of a walnut, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, followed closely behind the sword's momentum and came hurtling towards them!

"Be careful!"

Tie Chuanjia shouted loudly in his subconscious, for he had suffered a great loss from this combo not long ago!

Now, the two have launched a sudden sneak attack, their ferocity far surpassing what he had just encountered.

Ah Fei also looked solemn. As a fellow swordsman, he naturally knew that the person who drew the sword was also a formidable swordsman.

—You Longsheng, the young master of Cangjian Villa, a disciple of Xue Yingzi, formerly known as the "Number One Swordsman Under Heaven"!

The moment the flying snow broke through, You Longsheng revealed himself, with Qin Xiaoyi, known as "Iron Gallantry Shakes All Directions," behind him, throwing out his Iron Gallantry to reinforce the formation.

Zhao Zhengyi's lips curled up, revealing a hint of disdain, and his eyes flashed with a cold smile.

He spoke sweet words and flattering expressions, but secretly harbored such murderous intent.

"You're just playing tricks; I'll take your head first."

You Longsheng moved like a shooting star, wielding a silver light, and swiftly approached Chu Ke.

Three feet, two feet, one foot...

Just as his sword tip was about to pierce the man's throat, You Longsheng's heart sank.

Chuk didn't dodge the sword that was inches away. Instead, he twisted his waist sharply, lowered his elbow and shoulder, and gathered all his strength to thrust forward.

Iron Mountain Lean!

With force concentrated in one place, it grazed the blade and moved with unstoppable momentum, surging like a torrent of steel, steadily reaching the middle of the dragon's body.

You Longsheng's eyes snapped open, and before he could react, a tremendous force slammed into his waist and abdomen. He was thrown through the air like a runaway bull, and excruciating pain instantly spread throughout his body.

Just as his figure seemed to float up to the clouds and the world was spinning before his eyes, a tremendous force suddenly pulled him back to the ground.

His body scraped a long, conspicuous mark on the snow before he was thrown like a broken sandbag, flying straight toward Qin Xiaoyi behind him.

In the end, You Longsheng and Qin Xiaoyi flew out together, rolled several times on the snow, and barely stopped. They looked up and coughed up a mouthful of blood mist before collapsing.

Everyone present was utterly stunned.

You Longsheng's martial arts skills were among the top three present, and despite having the upper hand, he still lost so decisively, without even having to display his own martial arts techniques.

"Bang!"

Like a thunderclap from a clear sky, a metal gall bladder exploded in front of Zhao Zhengyi, scaring his old face red.

"Old man, you and all of you, those of you with a name in the martial arts world, come at me all at once!"

Chuck beckoned with his finger, his tone playful.

For a moment, everyone's expression froze, and they couldn't utter a word.

When Chu Ke called out his name, Zhao Zhengyi's heart pounded like a drum. He quickly turned to look at the crowd and tried to persuade them.

"Master Xinmei, Mr. Tiedi, this man's origins are unknown, and he seems quite formidable. Why don't we all swarm him and capture him!"

The group had already realized how formidable Chuk was, and they figured that rather than being defeated one by one, they should attack together and seize the initiative.

With a glance, several figures simultaneously rushed out, quickly encircling Chuk like a net, instantly trapping him in the center.

"Fool." Chuk sneered as he watched the rapidly closing encirclement.

With the two sides so close, Chuk had no way to avoid it.

However, the people of Xingyun Manor also had no chance to escape.

Just as the group was about to clash with their weapons, Chuk suddenly stomped the ground and leaped into the air, his 'plum blossom needles' shooting out like a shower of flowers.

"Buddha's Wrath: Tang Lotus!"

That bullshit Buddha's wrathful lotus, and it's just plum blossom needles again!

Upon hearing these words, Long Xiaoyun couldn't help but curse Lin Xian'er's ancestors for eighteen generations.

But the unfortunate thing is that he has no way to remind everyone.

Knowing the power of the Plum Blossom Needle, Long Xiaoyun immediately slammed his spear into the ground, forcefully stopping his forward momentum. He then unleashed a counter-attack, attempting to escape.

"Where are we going?"

Chuk couldn't help but sneer.

In terms of martial arts and internal strength, his predecessor was utterly insignificant in the martial arts world, probably far inferior to the Eight Righteous Men of the Central Plains and Zhao Zhengyi.

But his skill with hidden weapons truly earned him the title of "Plum Blossom Thief".

Furthermore, Lin Xian'er was too presumptuous, giving him the plum blossom needle. If the Xingyun Manor people were to escape, wouldn't it be a huge loss of face?