Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Yang Guo thought about the experiences Qiu Qianchi had described and felt that she was indeed pitiful.

"Do the math."

With a flick of his right sleeve, he pulled the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword back into his hand.

"Gongsun Zhi, today I will act on behalf of Heaven."

Gongsun Zhi held a golden knife in his right hand and a black sword in his left.

The elder's demeanor was gone from his face; only gloom filled his eyes.

"Yang Guo! How dare you!"

Yang Guo, too lazy to waste words, swung his heavy sword and smashed it down.

Gongsun Zhi drew an arc from bottom to top with his right golden knife, while his left black sword pierced Yang Guo's empty right sleeve along the bottom edge.

These two weapons, one overt and one covert, were the killing moves he used his entire life.

The two weapons collided fiercely in mid-air, and a loud clang of metal echoed through the hall.

As soon as Gongsun Zhi touched the giant sword, he knew something was wrong. A tremendous force traveled back along the blade, tearing the skin and flesh between his thumb and forefinger, and nearly causing his golden sword to fly out of his hand.

Yang Guo had no intention of giving him any chance to catch his breath, and once again brandished his heavy sword.

Gongsun Zhi dared not take the attack head-on and dodged it in a flash.

The saying goes, "A heavy sword has no edge, and great skill is without artifice." This sword alone weighs eighty-one pounds.

With a loud crash, a red-lacquered wooden pillar was smashed in half, and the red ribbons hanging from it fell to the ground.

The dozen or so martial arts practitioners below slid off their chairs, clutching their heads and scrambling to hide in the corner.

"What kind of swordsmanship does this young hero Yang use? How can he possess such immense strength?!"

Zhu Ziliu asked in surprise.

Yang Guo kept moving, changing three moves in succession.

Gongsun Zhi was unable to dodge in time and was struck in the shoulder by the third sword. His body flew backward, crashing into two wooden wine tables, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

He reached up and wiped his mouth, his eyes darting around.

In a one-on-one fight, he was no match for Yang Guo now, not to mention that Qiu Qianchi could spit out a date pit and ambush him at any time.

Escaping through the window was too far, and there were guards at the side door, so his gaze fell on the girl in a wedding dress at the bottom of the steps.

With a hardened heart, Gongsun Zhi rushed over and grabbed his daughter, shielding her in front of him.

"father?"

Gongsun Zhi ignored Gongsun Lü'e's painful cries and faced Qiu Qianchi not far away.

"You wicked woman, don't you want my life? Come on then!"

Qiu Qianchi, who was about to spit out a date pit, got it stuck between her teeth and said sternly.

"You beast! That's your own daughter!"

"What daughter? How could you have gotten in here without this brat's cooperation?!"

Qiu Qianchi's facial expression twitched, and the hatred that had been building up in her heart for twenty years finally made her spit out the date pit.

It's just that the direction is slightly off.

Gongsun Zhi used his wrist to push his daughter forward.

A faint sound rang out as the jujube pit pierced the flesh of Gongsun Lü'e's left shoulder, and blood instantly stained the fabric of her wedding dress.

"mother……"

Gongsun Lü'e never expected her mother to intervene, and she felt utterly hopeless.

Yang Guo's heavy sword stopped in mid-air, and now it's unclear who was right and who was wrong.

The biological father used his daughter as a shield, and the biological mother, disregarding her daughter, still tried to intervene.

The lobby fell silent instantly as everyone watched this incredible scene unfold.

Master Yideng slightly bent his right index finger.

He was skilled at using acupressure to save people from a distance.

Just as his fingers were about to make a move, Qin Han came to Master Yideng's side.

"The master emphasizes compassion and always leaves room for maneuver when he acts, so it's best not to act."

"What does the King of Qin want?"

Qin Han's expression remained calm.

"Gongsun Zhi is holding a hostage. If you hold back a little of your strength when you strike him, you might not kill him."

Then he would definitely act ruthlessly and recklessly, and that Miss Gongsun would not survive either.

"I have a more direct method."

As soon as he finished speaking, the air in the middle of the hall surged violently, and Qin Han's body vanished from the spot.

Gongsun Zhi's vision blurred for a moment.

He immediately crossed the weapons he was holding in both hands around Gongsun Lü'e's neck.

Two sounds of bones breaking came out of nowhere.

Qin Han had appeared behind Gongsun Zhi at some point, gripping his right wrist with his left hand and his left wrist with his right hand.

Gongsun Zhi's two wrists were twisted in opposite directions, and the golden knife and black sword fell to the ground.

He opened his mouth but no sound came out.

Qin Han seized the opportunity to grab Gongsun Lü'e's clothes and throw them backward.

"then."

Yang Guo put down his heavy sword and quickly caught the falling girl.

"Miss Gongsun."

Qin Han raised his right foot and stepped on Gongsun Zhi's chest.

A deep, muffled thud resounded, causing the entire stone slab on the ground to tremble.

The bluestone floor tiles cracked from where he was stepped on, and Gongsun Zhi's upper body sank directly into the ground, with broken stones mixed with soil covering his shoulders.

Blood flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth and nose.

All of his ribs were broken.

"Using one's own daughter as a shield, that's worse than being an animal."

None of the wandering martial artists in the hall dared to utter a sound. Those who had been echoing Gongsun Zhi were now hiding in the back with their heads down.

The Golden Wheel Monk's face twitched. The reason he came to the Valley of Heartbreak with Huo Du and his group was purely due to an accident.

Huo was speaking from the side.

"Master, we won't be... too..."

The Golden Wheel Monk looked at him with annoyance: "No, we're just guests. The King of Qin is reasonable."

Huo Du awkwardly tugged at his noodles, thinking that the other person didn't seem like a reasonable person.

Qiu Qianchi pushed her chair and stopped next to Gongsun Zhi.

Looking at the person still breathing in the pit.

Her eyes blazed with intense hatred: "A full twenty years."

"I ate sour jujubes at the bottom of that cave for twenty years, hahaha!"

Gongsun Zhi made a muffled sound from his throat.

"A thousand...a thousand feet of grace..."

Qiu Qianchi took a deep breath.

She spat out a date pit, which pierced directly through Gongsun Zhi's brow!

Gongsun Zhi's eyes widened in disbelief.

Yideng put his hands together, chanted "Amitabha," and closed his eyes, no longer looking.

Gongsun Lü'e leaned against Yang Guo, her left shoulder wound still bleeding.

She was perhaps heartbroken and did not cry because of her father's death.

Looking at the man standing in the middle, a strange, inexplicable thought arose in my mind.

Yang Guo didn't notice anything unusual about her; he was filled with anxiety.

"Miss Gongsun, please accept my condolences. Your bleeding hasn't stopped yet, um... Brother Qin, could you...?"

Qin Han turned and called over Shi Qingxuan, who was still studying the Love Flower.

"Qingxuan, go and check on that girl's injuries."

"Why is it me again?"

Despite her complaints, Shi Qingxuan's body language betrayed her as she walked over.

Just when everyone thought the matter was settled, Qiu Qianchi suddenly let out a strange laugh.

The laughter sounded tinged with an undisguised desolation, then quickly turned into a manic and frenzied rage.

Little Dragon Girl frowned slightly: "Brother Qin, what's wrong with her...?"

Qiu Qianchi suddenly raised her head and looked around, her expression completely distorted.

"He's dead, he's really dead..."