Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Huang Yaoshi had been observing the chaotic battle from the sidelines, and given his status, he shouldn't have bullied a junior like this.

He could have easily killed the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan back then, but because he valued his status as a Grandmaster, he didn't kill them.

I still had a few doubts in my heart and wanted to hear how the head of the Green Robe Pavilion would explain it.

But the words Song Yuanqiao shouted after rushing in dispelled his last hesitation.

"My nephew Wuji had his skull shattered by the people of your Green Robe Pavilion! He wasn't even given a complete corpse! Such evil deeds deserve to be punished by everyone!"

A killer is a killer.

Do you expect these people with innocent blood on their hands to be wronged?

Today, we'll make an exception and bully the weak.

With a jade flute across his lips, a melody began to play.

A song of rising tides over the blue sea.

The flute music started out very softly, like the first gentle wave rising on the distant sea, but in an instant, the music exploded out like a rolling wave!

An invisible sound wave spread out from Huang Yaoshi.

The iron-faced judge felt a shock in his head, the scene before his eyes distorted and swayed, and he staggered.

The situation was even worse for the Soul-Hooking Hand. His true energy was not as strong as that of the Iron-Faced Judge. At this moment, he covered his ears, squatted down, and two lines of blood seeped from his nostrils.

"Attack together!" the Iron-Faced Judge roared at the few gangsters who had rushed over upon hearing the news.

Five ladles, six ladles, seven ladles...

These people are the backbone of the Green Robe Pavilion, each possessing innate or even top-tier cultivation.

With the addition of two top-tier fighters, Soul Hook and Iron-Faced Judge, the five of them combined would be a force to be reckoned with in the martial arts world.

Five people approached Huang Yaoshi from different directions at the same time.

The Iron-Faced Judge followed a fierce and ruthless approach, his fists slamming down with powerful internal energy.

The Soul-Hooking Hand's gleaming silver hooks flew left and right, cutting in from the flank.

The fifth-ranked swordsman wields a nine-ringed broadsword, his swordsmanship characterized by wide, sweeping strokes; the sixth-ranked swordsman is skilled with concealed weapons, carrying twelve poisoned plum blossom darts hidden in his sleeves; and the seventh-ranked swordsman is adept at wielding a whip, his nine-section steel whip whistling through the air with tremendous force.

Even an ordinary master would be overwhelmed and confused when faced with a five-person attack.

But who is Huang Yaoshi?

One of the Five Wonders of the World.

A grandmaster who has been famous for decades!

Even now that I'm old, I'm not someone a bunch of Tom, Dick, or Harry can easily take advantage of.

With a sweep of the jade flute, amidst the flashing emerald light, the iron-faced judge's fists shattered, and blood splattered everywhere.

Huang Yaoshi, stepping on the Qimen direction, moved as elusively as a wisp of smoke. His five-handled nine-ringed broadsword missed its target, and his six-handled plum blossom darts were deflected by the sound of the flute.

Seven-Spoon Handle's steel whip was swung out, but Huang Yaoshi grabbed the end of the whip with his other hand and pulled it off!

Seven-poured barbarian was pulled into the air.

With a "bang," they crashed into the Iron-Faced Judge, and the two rolled several feet together.

The Soul-Hooking Hand attacked from behind, its gleaming silver hooks aimed straight for the back of Huang Yaoshi's head.

Huang Yaoshi didn't even turn his head; he drew a half-circle behind him with his jade flute in his left hand.

"Snapped!"

The Soul-Hooking Hand's gleaming silver hooks were precisely struck by the flute, breaking off and piercing his own chest.

"ah--!"

The Soul-Hooking Hand screamed and flew back.

"Is that all you've got?"

Huang Yaoshi sighed, feeling that he had really lost his class. Of course, this was on the premise that Huang Yaoshi knew the meaning of the word "class".

He concentrated a point in his hand, and his true energy transformed into a beam of light, striking the vital acupoints on the chest of the Five-Piao-Ba-Zi and Six-Piao-Ba-Zi.

Both of them coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground.

The Finger Flicking Divine Skill!

From the moment Huang Yaoshi made his move until all five were defeated, it took no more than ten breaths.

On the other hand, Hoshu's situation was equally precarious.

Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou joined forces to unleash Wudang's ultimate martial arts, using the circular power of the Tai Chi sword combined with the fierce grappling of the Tiger Claw Hand to suppress Huo Xiu completely.

Huo Xiu was only close to the level of a Grandmaster after all. Faced with the attack from the two masters of Wudang, his moves became increasingly chaotic.

Song Yuanqiao thrust his Tai Chi sword into Huo Xiu's right shoulder, the sword's edge piercing through his body, causing Huo Xiu's right arm to bleed and lose strength.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Lianzhou kicked him in the back of the knee.

With a thud, Huo Xiu knelt down on one knee.

"Master Song!" Huo Xiu finally panicked.

"I, Huo Xiu, swear on my life! Zhang Wuji wasn't killed by my Green Robe Tower! You've been used—"

"Heh." Song Yuanqiao stopped his attack, his gaze icy.

"Huo Xiu, do you know that when your Qingyi Tower framed Chief Qin of the Cao Gang, he shouted the same thing before he died?"

They were crying out that they were "wronged" and that they had been "framed." Did you believe them then?

This was something Song Yuanqiao heard on his way here; it was something Qingyi Tower had framed...

As for why it just so happened that Song Yuanqiao and the others overheard it, it certainly wasn't the work of the upright and virtuous Qin Daxia.

It can't be...

Huo Xiu opened his mouth, but was speechless.

Chief Qin?

Yes, that job was indeed taken by the Qingyi Pavilion. Framing, murder to cover it up—all done cleanly and efficiently.

"Speechless?!" Yu Lianzhou said coldly.

He struck Huo Xiu's head with a palm.

Huo Xiu turned his head to dodge with all his might, but the palm grazed his ear and slammed into the ground, shattering the bluestone slab and sending fragments flying that cut his cheek.

Abbess Miejue was having an even more exhilarating time of killing.

It's been a long time since I've had such a satisfying slaying of a demon.

The Heaven-Slaying Sword shone brightly, and Huo Tianqing's men had lost more than half of their strength. Huo Tianqing himself was stabbed in the left arm, and blood stained half of his sleeve, leaving him in a sorry state.

"Master, watch out behind you!"

Zhou Zhiruo had been keeping an eye on Miejue. When she saw someone attacking her, she quickly used her sword to block an assassin who was trying to ambush Miejue.

The more Miejue looked at Zhou Zhiruo, the more satisfied she became.

Ding Minjun was so angry she wanted to grind her teeth; this little vixen was becoming more and more popular with her master.

"Kill them all! Leave no one alive!" Abbess Miejue ordered sternly.

Flames soared into the sky inside the Pearl and Jewel Pavilion.

Someone knocked over the lanterns and candles, and the piles of cloth in the silk shop were quickly set ablaze, billowing thick smoke.

Huo Xiu was sent flying by Song Yuanqiao's punch, crashing through the wooden wall behind him and landing on the edge of the sea of ​​fire.

He struggled to his feet; his brocade robe was soaked in blood and had turned blood red.

Look around.

The Iron-Faced Judge lay in a pool of blood, his iron mask shattered, revealing his disfigured face beneath.

The Soul-Hooking Hand was already dead.

Huo Tianqing's shoulder blade was pierced by Abbess Miejue's sword, and she even pinned him to a pillar with a long spear. Blood dripped down the sword, and he could only slowly wait to die.

Those ruthless assassins from the Green Robe Tower who usually killed without blinking an eye were now either dead, wounded, or scattered and fleeing, turning the entire Pearl and Treasure Pavilion into a living hell.

"Why..." Huo Xiu's eyes widened. His ambitions were not yet fulfilled, and he still had so many aspirations!

The turbid pupils reflected the soaring flames.

He spent his entire life in the hitman business, relying on the rule of "payment only, no money, no deal".

As long as it's confirmed that the Qingyi Tower can afford to offend them, regardless of whether the other party is innocent or not, they only care about money and not people.

Countless innocent people were framed and murdered by the Green Robe Pavilion, dying with their names buried in the sand.

Huo Xiu didn't even bother to watch their struggles and pleas before they died.

Now it's his turn.

Huang Yaoshi approached the assassin leader, his expression indifferent. "Heaven is watching what people do. Be a good person in your next life."

Huo Xiu stared at Huang Yaoshi, his lips moving.

I really want to say, it really wasn't me!!