Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Above the Bright Summit Square.

The somber atmosphere was almost tangible.

The Heaven Sword in Abbess Miejue's hand hummed.

"Prepare to die!"

She shouted sharply, and the Heaven-Slaying Sword in her hand drew a dazzling sword light!

This sword energy shot straight towards Yang Xiao and his companions.

Yang Xiao had already closed his eyes.

It's not that I'm afraid of dying, it's just that I feel a bit humiliated.

The leader of the Ming Cult entrusted him with an important task, asking him to take care of the Ming Cult, but now he has brought the Ming Cult to the brink of destruction.

The Heaven-Slaying Sword descends!

"boom--!!"

A muffled sound exploded from underground!

The ground beneath everyone's feet trembled in the square.

Everyone's attention was drawn to this sudden commotion.

A figure burst from the ground, scattering rubble and raising clouds of dust!

The man was holding another person in his arms.

The speed was too fast, and the dust obscured our vision.

Whether it was the six major sects or the Ming Cult, they only had time to make out a black outline before the figure landed in front of the Ming Cult members.

It landed silently, and the dust settled.

Qin Han put one arm around Xiao Zhao's slender waist, and the latter buried her face in his chest, a blush spreading from her ears to her neck.

When the girl was lifted into the air, she clung tightly to Qin Han, and even now that they've landed, she hasn't dared to let go.

The sword energy from the Heaven-Slaying Sword landed just in time.

Qin Han's eyes narrowed.

His body was filled with white and gray true energy, and a three-foot-long wall of energy instantly took shape, like an invisible iron wall in front of him.

The sword beam from Abbess Miejue struck the wall of energy directly.

"Zheng—!!"

The collision produced a resounding clang of metal against stone, and a strong wind swept through the air, forcing Abbess Miejue to retreat several steps.

A strange force emanated from the Heaven-Slaying Sword. Extinction had already fought a long battle before, and what she just did was her last all-out attack.

Faced with Qin Han's powerful counterforce, he could no longer hold onto the Heaven-Slaying Sword and was sent flying from his hand by the shock.

The sword tip struck the ground and embedded itself seven inches into the stone, the blade trembling slightly.

This sudden and earth-shattering change.

The square fell silent suddenly.

Abbess Miejue was helped up by Ding Minjun and Zhou Zhiruo to steady herself, and only after the dust settled could she see Qin Han's face clearly.

"Qin...Lord Qin?!"

Extinction's pupils contracted, and her tone changed abruptly.

She was quite familiar with this person.

The master of Lingjiu Palace is known in the martial arts world as "Western Madman".

Not long ago, Zhou Zhiruo was kidnapped and the Heaven Sword was stolen. It was this person who stepped in to save his disciple and the Heaven Sword.

I really didn't expect Qin Han to be so powerful.

Abbess Miejue frowned, her mind clouded with suspicion and vigilance.

Could it be that Lingjiu Palace has some connection with the Ming Cult?

Is this an attempt to stop the six major sects?!

Qin Han looked down at Xiao Zhao, who was nestled in his arms.

Seeing that the girl still had her face buried in her cute little earlobes.

"There are so many people here, aren't you going to let go?"

Xiao Zhao then realized what was happening.

She exclaimed "Ah!" and hurriedly withdrew from Qin Han's embrace.

Her blush deepened, and after Qin Han handed her the two swords, the girl took them and hugged them to her chest, looking somewhat bewildered.

Bloodthirsty Mad Blade.

Xiao Zhao lowered her head and ran quickly toward Yang Xiao and the others, afraid of being stared at.

Within the Emei camp.

Zhou Zhiruo's gaze was fixed on Qin Han the moment he appeared.

His eyes clearly held a hint of infatuation; his master had arrived.

It's been so long since it's snuggled up with its owner.

but……

When her gaze fell on the little girl who had just been held in Qin Han's arms.

Zhou Zhiruo frowned, her beautiful eyebrows furrowing, and looked at Xiao Zhao beside Yang Xiao with a somewhat unfriendly expression.

Who is that woman?

Why is her face so red even though her owner is holding her?!

"Junior Sister Zhiruo, do you know who that person is?"

Song Qingshu approached at some point, his gaze following Zhou Zhiruo's.

Seeing that Junior Sister Zhiruo was staring intently at the man named Qin Han, his gaze darkened.

He is the eldest son of Song Yuanqiao of Wudang. In terms of family background, appearance and martial arts skills, which younger generation would not look up to him?

In the past, Song Qingshu was the dream lover of countless senior and junior female students.

But ever since the six major sects met, he has seen Zhou Zhiruo.

Song Qingshu suddenly realized that no amount of beautiful words could adequately describe the charm of his junior sister Zhiruo. When she smiled at him, she was gentle and lovely, like a daffodil in the morning dew.

Zhou Zhiruo was simply dressed in a plain white Taoist robe from Emei, with simple hair ornaments, yet she exuded a quiet and gentle aura, possessing the refined elegance and restraint of a woman from Jiangnan, as pure as ice and snow.

It's true, seeing Zhiruo once can ruin one's life...

Unfortunately, Junior Sister Zhiruo always kept her distance from him, the senior brother of Wudang.

His gaze turned unfriendly to Qin Han, who made a grand entrance.

……

After Xiao Zhao stepped aside, Qin Han faced Abbess Miejue and bowed to the members of the six major sects.

A perfectly timed wry smile appeared on his face: "I'm sorry, Master, but you cannot destroy the Ming Cult today."

He didn't say it very loudly.

But the square was already quiet, and since the elders and leaders of the six major sects were all experts, almost everyone could hear clearly.

"What gives you the right?!"

The first thing to jump out of the water is not extinction.

Instead, another sharp sound came from within the Shaolin formation.

Yuanzhen stood behind several Shaolin disciples, his hands clasped together, his face square, but the coldness in his eyes was almost impossible to hide.

If he hadn't just witnessed the Heaven-Slaying Sword, which had shattered and destroyed a three-foot-high wall of energy, he would have really wanted to go out and use the Illusionary Yin Finger to kill Qin Han, this troublemaker!

So close!

I'm so close to fulfilling my long-cherished wish!

"Are you Qin Han, the new leader of the Lingjiu Palace in Tianshan? Today, the six major sects of us are besieging Bright Peak, which is an act of upholding justice on behalf of Heaven."

"Although you are the master of Lingjiu Palace, you can only manage your own affairs. Do you think you can interfere with our efforts to eradicate the Demonic Sect?"

Kongtong Sect Leader Guan Sheng followed up in a deep voice: "My Kongtong disciples have suffered countless casualties today. Do you intend to stand up for these demonic cult traitors?"

Mr. and Mrs. He Taichong from Kunlun exchanged a glance. Although Lingjiu Palace was famous, this was Bright Peak. Moreover, the couple looked around and found that Qin Han was the only person there.

Of course, they also stepped forward. Although they didn't say anything, their attitude was clear. Did they want to say a few words to make them back down?

That's absolutely impossible!

Yue Buqun, a shrewd man, stood among the Huashan disciples, his lips moved, but he ultimately remained silent.

He had long heard of Qin Han's power, especially his arrogance at Guiyuan Manor...

Moreover, regarding Zhang Wuji's matter, Yue Buqun always felt that Zhang Wuji's death was inextricably linked to the person in front of him.

But it was precisely because he had witnessed and heard of the Qin and Han dynasties that he knew that such people were even more ruthless than hypocrites like him.

Yue Buqun didn't believe Qin Han was a reckless person. Since he dared to come out as a protector of the Ming Cult, he must have already arranged everything.

Now is not the time to step forward.

Linghu Chong realized that his master had no intention of stepping forward, and his chivalrous instincts kicked in again, so he couldn't help but speak up:

"master?"

"Don't speak." Yue Buqun lowered his voice and glanced at the disciple who had caused the trouble.

Qin Han paid no attention to the commotion.

To put it bluntly, if it weren't for the need to protect their reputation, they would have killed all the sect leaders and elders who were almost out of their true energy right now.

Reputation is a good thing. For example, during the Three Kingdoms period, if it were said that Cao Cao indiscriminately killed civilians, some people would definitely believe it, and even find it very funny.

But if someone said that Liu Bei indiscriminately killed civilians, no one would believe it, and they would find it quite laughable.

This is why word-of-mouth is so important.