I'm here in the martial arts world just to find love.

"Is Lord Zuo a little late?"

Jiang Chao looked at Zuo Xiaoqian and transmitted his voice from afar.

The skill of transmitting sound secretly is actually not complicated. It simply involves condensing sound into a line and transmitting it to the target person at a special frequency.

Martial arts true qi is the best medium for transmitting this frequency. The distance that can be transmitted in a secret way is determined by the practitioner's cultivation level.

However, this cultivation level is not just about the strength of one's true qi, but also about the degree of control over and application skills of one's true qi.

In short, Jiang Chao learned this convenient method of sound transmission in just over ten breaths, recited it from beginning to end, and then he mastered it.

Upon hearing the voice beside her, Zuo Xiaoqian paused slightly.

Looking up at the distant rooftop, at the tall, handsome young man holding a green sword, he replied telepathically:

"I have arrived at just the right time, neither too early nor too late."

Jiang Chao raised an eyebrow, clearly not expecting such a response from the other party.

Zuo Xiaoqian's words were clearly loaded with hidden meaning.

Could it be that she already knew about this?

Are they preparing to sit back and watch the tigers fight, and then seize the opportunity to reap the benefits?

"I left in a hurry last time and forgot to ask your name. I hope you can tell me your name, young hero."

As Jiang Chao was pondering, Zuo Xiaoqian's voice rang in his ears again.

  

Jiang Chao snapped out of his thoughts: "I am Jiang Chao."

"The son of Grandmaster Jiang Buwen?"

Zuo Xiaoqian exclaimed in surprise.

He immediately felt relieved. No wonder the young man had shown such remarkable strength last night; he was the young master of the Wind and Snow Temple!

As Master Jianzheng once said, eighty percent of the world's martial arts fortunes are determined by the Temple of Wind and Snow, while the remaining two-tenths are divided among the entire nation.

The current temple master, Jiang Buwen, and the grand sect master who guards a forbidden area of ​​the Heavenly Gate, now hold 60% of the power.

As the son of a grandmaster, his martial arts prowess is undoubtedly due to the influence of martial fortune, which is perfectly understandable.

Jiang Chao was not surprised that the other party could guess his identity from his name.

Anyone who has witnessed him in full power and has heard of the "Qilinzi" of Jiangnan can almost certainly associate him with Jiang Buwen.

Jiang Chao was not surprised by this.

After all, the world of martial arts in the Great Liang Dynasty is only so big.

Jiang Chao said, "What exactly is going on with this Prince Nangong? First, he used the pretense of welcoming a bride, and then he suddenly started killing people. If we hadn't been prepared, we would probably be dead here today."

Zuo Xiaoqian shook her head. "I don't know the specifics either. The secret report I received only said that this young prince is colluding with a martial arts master and has recently been secretly contacting many martial arts sects, intending to rebel."

While the two, one tall and one short, faced each other from a distance and communicated through telepathy, Qin Shaoling and Nangong Hao were still fighting in the open space in front of the inn.

The two seemed tireless, growing stronger with each battle.

True energy surged, a strong wind howled, and spear shadows filled the sky.

The two, whose martial arts skills and marksmanship were nearly equal, had seemingly reached a state of complete absorption.

This state is definitely not normal!

Let alone Qin Shaoling, just consider Nangong Hao. All of his men have been killed by Jiang Chao. Now, on the surface, only he and the sinister middle-aged man who attacked Jiang Chao earlier remain...

Thinking of this, Jiang Chao's expression changed slightly.

By the way, where is that sinister-looking middle-aged man?

Jiang Chao glanced around but did not spot the sinister-looking middle-aged man.

A sense of foreboding crept into my heart.

Just then, a slight noise came from behind.

Jiang Chao suddenly turned his head, and his pupils contracted.

An old man with white hair and eyebrows, and a body as thin as a rake, looking like a dried corpse, appeared less than two steps behind him.

The old man had dark eyes, a strange smile on his lips, and held a small black flag in his hand.

"hehe."

Seeing that Jiang Chao had finally noticed his presence, the old man chuckled softly and said:

"Excellent, excellent, truly a superior physique, all my painstaking planning has not been in vain."

The moment the other party finished speaking, Jiang Chao had already swung out the Moye sword in his hand.

A sword aura slashed out, and the emaciated old man was split in two.

However, no blood splattered.

Under Jiang Chao's solemn gaze, the old man's body slowly closed up, returning to normal in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Chao didn't waste any more words and swung his sword again.

Amidst the crisscrossing sword energy, the old man's body was sliced ​​into pieces, and even the small black flag in his hand was not spared.

However, what is shocking is neither the strange old man nor the small black flag in his hand.

Everything returned to normal in an instant.

Jiang Chao: "..."

This bizarre phenomenon of "smoke without injury" left Jiang Chao stunned.

He couldn't figure out what kind of tactics the other party was using.

But the woman noticed.

The moment Yun Xiaoqian saw the old man appear, her eyes lit up.

The martial arts master that Teacher Jianzheng mentioned, who is skilled in formations and puppetry!

"Young Master Jiang, be careful! This person is proficient in illusion arrays and has a profound understanding of puppetry. He is extremely difficult to deal with, so do not underestimate him!"

Hearing Zuo Xiaoqian's voice, Jiang Chao immediately felt relieved.

So it was just an illusion?

When physical force proved ineffective, he even wondered if he had been possessed by an evil spirit in broad daylight!

Since it's an illusion array, that makes things easier.

Jiang Chao immediately abandoned his sword-wielding, planted the longsword in his hand into the roof ridge, and, facing the hunched, aged figure, smiled with his hands behind his back:

"Senior, you're getting old and nearing death, why bother with this whole mystical act?"

The old man smirked. "You're quite an interesting young man. But unfortunately for you, I'm determined to have your body today."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chao glared angrily and cursed:

"You shameless old scoundrel! You're almost dead yourself, and you still want to possess me?"

"Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? Do you even deserve to?"

Old man: "..."

When has he, He, ever suffered such humiliation?

The old man's face was gloomy, and he sneered:

"Originally, I didn't intend to attack anyone else; I only wanted to seize your body and that was it. But since you're so ungrateful, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Having said that, the old man waved the small flag in his hand.

In an instant, thick black smoke billowed out.

A series of ghostly wails came from all directions.

"what!"

Jiang Chao heard the female knight-errant Chu scream from inside the inn.

Immediately following were two muffled groans of considerable pain.

Judging from the voices, they were made by Chu Ning and Su E!

Jiang Chao's expression immediately changed slightly.

This old man is so vicious, he actually attacked his companion in secret!

"You old dog! You're asking for it!"

Jiang Chao was furious. He cursed loudly, and his true energy surged out.

As a sudden gust of wind arose, the boy's figure vanished from the rooftop in an instant.