With a sword drawn, he laughs proudly, his martial prowess dominating the heavens!

Chapter 110 An old man, wise and shrewd, whose blade will fall?

Three days at Hengshan passed in the blink of an eye.

As dusk approached, at a run-down noodle stall at the foot of Mount Heng, Li Che wolfed down a bowl of plain noodles with pickled vegetables.

This meal is on the treat of Master Mo Da, the head of Hengshan Sect!

After finishing the steaming bowl of vegetarian noodles, Li forced himself not to burp, maintaining his image as the young master of Mount Hua.

"Don't worry, Uncle Mo, the Hengshan Sword Technique will not be taught to others."

Mo Da, who was holding a huqin across from him, smiled faintly, "Four swords are still owed."

Li Che:

""

Mo Da glanced at him sideways. "What's wrong? You got the benefit, but you're complaining now?"

"I wouldn't dare, but I must return with my sect tomorrow, and upon returning to the mountain, I am permitted to seclude myself to diligently cultivate my martial arts."

""

"I believe Sect Leader Yue will return to the mountain." Mo Da glanced at Li Che and chuckled, "Will you let those people from Songshan go?"

Li Che remained silent, thinking to himself, "As expected, old people are shrewd and cunning. Master Uncle Mo is quiet, but he sees things more clearly than anyone else."

"call-!"

Having already fallen out with Songshan, they could only feel at ease after killing Ding Mian and the others.

After a moment, Mo Da's eyes narrowed, "If you're going to make a move, you should eliminate the root of the problem!"

"I'm afraid my nephew is not up to the task of overseeing the Six Great Protectors of Mount Song."

"Your actions have been exposed. Who can you fool if you keep hiding your strength? You killed Lu Bai, didn't you? It seems you still held back when you struck Fei Bin."

Not that stupid.

"The righteous and the demonic paths, right and wrong are matters for people to decide. If we directly resort to killing, then even if our four factions are in the right, we will have no grounds for argument."

Li Che was stunned for a moment. It seemed that Master Mo was not so engrossed in the Xiaoxiang Night Rain all day long.

"Lu Lianrong, my nephew, must be killed!"

"Killing him is fine, it saves me the trouble of going through all that trouble," Mo Da said indifferently.

He then turned serious and said, "I am more concerned about what the Huashan Sect is plotting?"

Li Che understood and said frankly, "Huashan has no ambition to dominate the martial arts world. In the past, it was for self-preservation, and in the future, it will be for self-strengthening."

Moreover, if my Huashan Sect wanted to dominate the martial arts world, why would I need to scheme to merge with other sects like Zuo Lengchan?!

Li Che chewed on some pickled vegetables, speaking in a very soft tone, as if he were talking about something trivial.

But Mo Da thought differently: "What this young man said is not wrong. The Liu family's plan has benefited Hengshan without any loss."

"To have formed this auspicious connection with Mount Hua is a blessing, not a curse."

After a while, Mo Da slowly got up and walked out of the stall, emphasizing again, "Don't forget the four swords you owe."

The night was as dark as ink, and a light rain began to fall. The beautiful sound of the zither pierced through the rain, its clear notes tinged with sorrow, as if it were a lament for Ding Mian and the others from Songshan, which was very fitting for the occasion.

Li Che listened quietly for a while, until Mo Da's figure disappeared from sight, before suddenly realizing, "Has this old man not paid the bill yet?!"

Meanwhile, Xianshang Peak, Songshan Mountain, and other places, located a hundred miles north of Hengyang, are also in this area.

The disciples stood guard on the outer perimeter, but dry firewood was hard to find, and the fire they managed to light emitted choking white smoke.

Fei Bin sat cross-legged by the fire, with the large Yin-Yang Hand's thick palm pressed against his back.

"Hey!

""

As the palm strike intensified, Fei Bin's pale face gradually turned red, and in an instant, he was enveloped in heat and sweat.

I felt that the pent-up anger that had been pressing down on my chest finally began to rise slowly.

A full quarter of an hour later.

"puff--!"

"Junior Brother Fei, how are you feeling?"

Fei Bin wanted to raise his hand, but felt that his arm was as heavy as a thousand pounds and could not move at all. His eyes first showed resentment, and then showed defeat.

He then shook his head with a wry smile, saying weakly, "Much better. The Purple Cloud Divine Skill is indeed powerful! Li Che of Mount Hua, what a cunning schemer!"

"Junior Brother Lu and the Sword Sect members must have also died at this boy's hands!"

The group of bodyguards all looked up at the figure who was standing with his hands behind his back, gazing south. "Senior Brother Ding, what should we do now?"

After a long while, Ding Mian turned around, his face terribly grim. "How is Junior Nephew Shi?"

"The dantian is weak, and the external true qi is strong and does not dissipate. We are powerless to help. We have already sent a disciple to send him back to Mount Song as soon as possible. Perhaps Senior Brother Zuo can find a solution."

The white-haired immortal Bu Chen said resentfully, "Senior Brother Ding, why don't we take advantage of the fact that the Huashan master and disciples are out there, storm the mountain, destroy their sect, and avenge our hatred!"

"Foolish!" Ding Mian glared at him and said, "This effort has failed at the last moment. If we were to attack the other four mountains, wouldn't that confirm that my Songshan Sect is colluding with the Demonic Sect?"

"Then why don't we stick to the old method? Disguise ourselves as members of the Demonic Cult and attack the mountain? Or perhaps we can ambush Yue and his group halfway through?"

"If even my disciple is like this, then that old fox Yue Buqun might also be hiding his strength. We can't make a move against him for now!" Ding Mian pondered for a moment and then said, "Now that all the core disciples of Mount Hua are in Hengyang, what's the point of going to Mount Hua to kill someone? Besides, the timing isn't right either."

"So we're just going to slink back like this? Senior Brother Zuo has been planning the unification of the Five Sacred Mountains for many years, but now his schemes have backfired, making the other four sacred mountains hostile to Mount Song."

I think we should go all the way and split up. We'll kill the old Taoist priest from Mount Tai and slaughter Liu Zhengfeng's entire family. Even if others suspect something, they won't have any evidence!

"Brother Sha is right!" Bu Chen agreed.

Zhong Zhen, the Nine-Bend Sword Master, remained silent. He suddenly remembered something else: the sword wound of Junior Brother Deng at Xianxia Ridge that day!

I initially suspected Xiang Wentian was behind it, but now that I think about it, how similar is the masked man who killed Yu Canghai to Li Che of Mount Hua!

Are they the same person?

Why did Xiang Wentian admit to this?

chaos!

It turns out that the Songshan Sect had been searching for Xiang Wentian's whereabouts for the past six months. They had tried to kill him twice but failed and instead killed or wounded many of their disciples. However, this villain knew exactly who had killed Deng Bagong and Gao Kexin.

He even admitted that Di Xiu was killed by him.

Li Che of Huashan took on this matter again at the Liu residence.

What kind of shady business are those two up to?!

As the mysteries continued to unfold, Zhong Zhen suddenly realized that Senior Brother Zuo's trick of disguising himself as a member of the Demonic Sect was indeed somewhat outdated.

Just as I was hesitating, I heard hurried footsteps approaching.

"What is it?"

News came from Hengyang that Huashan has changed course westward, saying he is heading towards Qingcheng Mountain.

Bu Chen sneered, "The Qingcheng Sect is just an empty shell now. That hypocrite Yue Buqun is really going to great lengths to save face."

"Gentlemen, our opportunity has arrived!" Ding Mian's eyes suddenly lit up. "Since you accuse my Songshan sect of colluding with the demonic sect, then let the old nun from Hengshan die at the hands of the demonic sect, and we'll rescue her by chance. That way, our names will be proven clear!"

"Brother Ding, what a brilliant plan!" Bu Chen responded first. "Among the three nuns of Hengshan, the old nun Dingyi has the worst temper. I think we should just kill her and leave one or two younger nuns as witnesses."

"Furthermore, by revealing some clues, it is implying that Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng are involved, thus confirming that Hengshan and Huashan are colluding with the evil cult."

"Excellent!"

"That's what we'll do!"

The Songshan Taibao frequently offered advice and strategies, making the guillotine aimed at Hengshan increasingly sharp.

However, at the Hengyang branch of the Fuwei Escort Agency.

"Senior brother, this won't do, junior sister really can't do it."

"If I say it's okay, then it's okay. Don't move around. Hey, Junior Sister Huo, I just realized you're quite tall."

"Ouch, you're hurting me."

"Sorry, sorry, how come I never realized this job was so complicated before?"

"Clang!"

"What are you doing?!"

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