Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Jiao Wan'er's voice trembled, her face flushed, as she risked her last shred of dignity.

Having overheard the commotion inside the tent, Jiao Wan'er assumed Qin Han was some kind of lustful fiend, intending to sacrifice himself for righteousness.

Qin Han quickly noticed Wang Yuyan's resentment beside him.

Honestly, Qin Han himself was bewildered. Had his new identity become so disreputable?!

Situ He's face showed disdain; in his opinion, this woman had already lost.

Moreover, his god-sister Zeng Rou is no less beautiful than Jiao Wan'er, and is even younger and more beautiful.

Qin Han leaned back in the tiger-skin armchair, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest. He felt he should explain that he wasn't some lecherous fiend. He shouldn't keep testing himself with the idea of ​​using a beautiful woman.

bump!!!

A deafening explosion erupted from the outer perimeter of the camp!

An extremely violent surge of true energy tore something apart!

The entire bamboo forest camp shook violently.

The perimeter of the camp was guarded by soldiers personally set up by Dong Tianbao. They were all veterans who had been on the battlefield, but in an instant, they were overwhelmed by an unparalleled brute force.

The two guards on covert watch didn't even have a chance to draw their swords before they were struck by a powerful palm strike from a distance!

"puff!"

The two men's bodies twisted into a bizarre arc in mid-air, spitting out blood as they flew dozens of feet away, crashing through swathes of thick, green bamboo along the way, before landing without a sound.

This sudden turn of events froze the atmosphere in the camp.

Jiao Wan'er and Situ He froze, chilled to the bone by the violent aura. Just moments ago, they had been scheming and plotting over the ownership of 100,000 troops, but in the face of this pure power, their schemes and calculations seemed utterly laughable and pale.

"Enemy attack!"

Su Quan and Jiang Yuyan immediately stood in front of Madam Wang Yuyan, their expressions wary.

In the stable, Xie Xiaofeng, who had been lying on the hay pretending to doze off, suddenly opened his eyes.

What domineering true energy! It's violent, insidious, and even carries a hint of madness! This level far surpasses that of ordinary grandmasters; he is one of the few who truly stand at the pinnacle of martial arts!

Is Qin Han offending Tai Sui? Why is he being bothered everywhere?

"court death!"

A loud shout rang out from the camp!

Dong Tianbao was wiping his Dragon-Slaying Saber in his tent when he heard the commotion. His eyes widened, he kicked the tent open, and rushed out with his saber in hand!

On the other side, Zhang Junbao slowly put down the Tai Chi manual in his hand. He had received it from an old master when he passed by Wudang Mountain. His face showed little panic, and he followed along with fluid movements.

Qin Han remained seated in his armchair, seemingly in no hurry. He picked up the hot tea that A Zi had just served and slowly took a sip.

The tea was warm, just right.

Only then did he slowly stand up and walk out of the tent.

In the open space outside the camp, under the moonlight, stood an extremely tall old man with a brownish-yellow face and beard.

The old man had deep-set features, but his eyes exuded an indescribable sinister aura.

Most strikingly, under his arm, he was carrying a little girl of about ten years old, with her hair in two buns and wearing a light green dress.

The little girl struggled desperately, her face turning bright red, and she made "woo-woo" sounds, clearly indicating that her acupoints had been pressed to silence her.

"Where did this scoundrel come from! Daring to cause trouble in your Grandpa Dong's territory, are you looking for death?!"

Dong Tianbao didn't care who the other party was. When he saw this scene of the big bullying the small, his anger surged even higher.

"Let go of that little girl!"

Without even asking where he came from, he stomped his foot and shot forward like a spring. The first move of the Six Arts of Aohan, "A Glimpse of Startling Cold," erupted instantly!

The Dragon-Slaying Saber hummed!

A blade of energy, three zhang long and gleaming with an icy blue light, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, slashed straight at the face of the evil old man!

A hint of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes. He clearly hadn't expected to encounter such a powerful swordsman in this desolate bamboo forest.

He shielded the struggling girl in his arms behind his back with one hand, and pushed her forward with the other!

"Croak!"

A strange, inhuman hissing sound came from its throat.

A viscous, yellowish-green true energy gathered in his palm, forming a twisted toad shape, and collided head-on with the icy blue blade energy!

Toad Style Kung Fu!

Boom!!

The icy blue blade energy and the toad's true energy collided violently in mid-air!

A violent shockwave exploded outwards from the two of them, lifting the surrounding ground and sending countless pebbles and vegetation high into the air, where they were then pulverized by the two extreme forces!

The surrounding trees were uprooted and fell in all directions!

Dong Tianbao was jolted back several steps, feeling a sinister force travel along the blade, causing his blood to surge.

Damn it, this internal energy contains deadly poison!

Such powerful poison skills!

The burly man from the Western Regions was also not unscathed. He was shaken by the aura of the Dragon-Slaying Saber, and his gaze toward Dong Tianbao held a hint of solemnity and greed.

He recognized the knife in the other person's hand at a glance, clearly having his eye on the other person's treasured sword.

In that instant when the air surged and dust filled the air.

Zhang Junbao, who had followed, made a move.

Using the shockwave as cover, he stepped out with the Tai Chi movement, his entire body seemingly weightless like a willow catkin, and quietly slipped into the big man's left blind spot.

He drew circles with both palms, and a gentle yet incredibly resilient Tai Chi energy flowed out from his body.

The overflowing poison gas from the Toad Style Kung Fu, powerful enough to kill an ordinary expert upon contact, was drawn and transformed by a resilient force when it came into contact with the invisible aura surrounding him, ultimately dissipating into nothingness.

With both palms making circles, a gentle yet resilient Tai Chi energy spread out, completely dissolving the foul and poisonous fumes emanating from the Toad Style Kung Fu.

The big man's pupils suddenly contracted.

"There's another expert?!"

The old man suddenly turned around and struck Zhang Junbao in the chest with a palm.

Instead of retreating, Zhang Junbao advanced, placing both palms on his opponent's wrists and smoothly guiding and deflecting the attack.

That powerful, overwhelming force of the Toad Style palm strike was deflected by him with minimal effort!

"Boom!"

The force of the palm slammed into the ground, creating a three-foot-deep crater.

The old man's expression finally changed.

"Tai Chi. Who is Zhang Sanfeng to you?!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Zhang Junbao's shoulder with surprising speed.

Zhang Junbao did not answer.

He stepped back to avoid the grab, and at the same time, he exerted force from his palm to push the big man's arm outward.

The two exchanged three blows in a flash, and neither could gain the upper hand.

Qin Han happened to step out of his tent at that moment.

He glanced at the three people facing off in the arena, then at the little girl who was being held under the arm of the burly man from the Western Regions, her face filled with fear and anger.

Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison.

And...Little Guo Xiang?

Why did that old poisoner come to Mount Tai and even capture Guo Xiang?