"Ahem, this is the little phoenix of the Dugu clan. Her name is Dugu Feng, and she is passionate about swordsmanship. Moreover, she has already cultivated the Dugu family's Azure Sky and Red Dust Sword Technique to a state of perfection. Her martial arts skills are no less than mine. In terms of killing, she is even superior to me." Hou Xibai said somewhat embarrassedly.
He can't even beat a young lady now; it's really a disgrace to his title as the successor of the Flower School.
Their conversation was, of course, overheard by Qu Ao's three disciples. Their arrogant attitude was truly outrageous.
On the vast grasslands, as Qu Ao's disciples, they might not have gotten whatever they wanted, but they were still respected by everyone. They would never have been subjected to such ridicule as they are today.
"Boy, let me ask you, did you kill the Iron Cavalry Gang leader, Shao Ming?" Chang Shumou raised the golden shield in his hand and asked directly.
At the same time, his murderous intent was undisguised; even his clothes were billowing in the air due to his inner energy. Hearing this, Geng Gehu'er also left his seat and moved to Kou Zhong's left. Hua Lingzi, on the other hand, moved to Kou Zhong's right.
The three siblings, seasoned veterans of countless battles on the grasslands, had long since developed a perfect teamwork. At this moment, their mere positioning completely sealed off any life force surrounding Kou Zhong. Then, working together, their combined aura surged even higher.
Meanwhile, the surrounding crowd took the opportunity to move to the side. Soon, a clearing of about ten zhang in diameter was created. It wasn't that the onlookers were afraid of them, but rather that there was no need to cause trouble.
"Do you need any help?" Hou Xibai asked with concern.
"No, just watch. They're just three barbarians," Kou Zhong said nonchalantly. His constant use of the word "barbarians" infuriated Chang Shumou and the other two.
However, there's nothing that can be done about it. As the saying goes, "You have to adapt to the situation." Now that Kou Zhong and his companion have joined the Guangcheng Immortal Sect, they naturally have to become Han Chinese patriots.
After all, Lin Yang and his two companions were genuine Han Chinese. It was perfectly normal for them to look down on barbarians. And it was also normal for Kou Zhong and his companion to be influenced by this.
"Oh, you mean Ren Shaoming? The leader of the Iron Cavalry Society? I heard he's a barbarian, and also the only son of that old bastard Qu Ao."
However, before he could finish speaking, having just uttered the words "Old bastard Qu Ao," the three of them began to move. Since Kou Zhong had already said that, they couldn't hold back any longer.
"Boy, how dare you insult my master! Die!" Brother Geng shouted and attacked immediately.
With a loud shout, Geng Ge lightly tapped the ground with his right foot, unleashing bursts of internal energy that exploded like waves. The stone slab beneath his feet was crushed into fragments, scattering everywhere.
At the same time, he soared into the air like an eagle. Although it was only a few feet away, the air around him was still compressed by his true energy, creating a whooshing sound.
Seeing this, Kou Zhong said indifferently, "Hey, I remember that Ren Shaoming begged me before he died, saying that he had a good father. With a good father, I definitely can't do anything to him, otherwise, his good father will not let me go. Now, I haven't seen a good father, but I do have three good senior brothers and sisters."
"You smooth talker, I'll see how long you can keep this up!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Third Junior Sister Hua Lingzi flashed forward, and a short sword appeared in each of her hands. These two short swords were no more than a foot long, and they gleamed with a cold light as they were strapped to her wrists.
His feet moved with strange, spinning steps. His two short swords hissed and crackled, sparks flying from their blades!
"Haha, I knew it! How come Ren Shaoming has so many warhorses in the Central Plains? Turns out, he has a good father!" Kou Zhong continued to mock.
At the same time, the eldest disciple, Uncle Mou, who had remained motionless until now, suddenly moved. Without uttering a word, his actions spoke volumes about his murderous intent.
With his true energy surging, the golden shield in his hand emitted a series of strange sounds. The golden shield, which weighed dozens of kilograms, was now as light as a feather in his hands, and he attacked Kou Zhong with the force of thunder.
Seeing this, Kou Zhong narrowed his eyes. Although he was usually frivolous, he was now feeling a growing pressure. Confidence didn't equate to idiocy; the necessary preparations still needed to be made.
"Haha, since the three of you are so sincere, then I'll just give you some pointers. Maybe, if I'm in a good mood, I'll send you off to reunite with that Ren Shaoming."
"Haha, watch my creation out of thin air!"
As he spoke, a flash of light appeared, and before anyone could see what was happening, a precious sword suddenly appeared in Kou Zhong's right hand.
Seeing the puzzled looks on everyone's faces, Kou Zhong was quite pleased. "Haha, you lot, either scions of powerful families or disciples of prestigious sects, deep down, very few of you truly respect me, Kou Zhong. Now, you're dumbfounded!"
"Haha, this is a celestial treasure, a storage ring. It contains a vast amount of space, belonging to the legendary technique of storing a mustard seed in Mount Sumeru. Now that I have cultivated Senior Guang Chengzi's 'Longevity Technique,' I have been directly accepted as an inner disciple of the Guangcheng Immortal Sect by three True Immortals. And this storage ring is just one of the rewards I received." Kou Zhong said proudly.
However, in the next instant, Kou Zhong calmed down with great seriousness. He directly entered the state of "the moon in the well," his mind like the moon reflected in the well, mirroring everything around him.
At this moment, Kou Zhong remained motionless, but the true energy within his body suddenly surged. At an incredibly fast speed, it flowed from his dantian to every meridian, then to all the acupoints throughout his body, and finally to the sea of consciousness at the top of his head.
At this moment, Kou Zhong clearly heard the breathing of Chang Shumou and the other two. At this moment, Kou Zhong seemed to see the traces of their internal energy circulation. At this moment, as if by divine inspiration, Kou Zhong foresaw their next move.
To put it in a pretentious way, it means I've seen right through you! In a more familiar phrase, it means there's nothing that can be hidden from those eyes!
In the next instant, Kou Zhong raised his left hand, which landed three inches above the dagger with the flowery feather. Then, as if plucking a string, he gently swung it, and the dagger involuntarily changed direction, attacking Geng Ge Hu'er to the side.
In that instant, both of them used all their strength, their killing intent surging, showing no intention of holding back. But now, they were both filled with regret!
With a loud bang, the two collided. At the same time, the Well Moon in Kou Zhong's hand instantly emitted a golden light.
Whoosh!
Just like a skilled butcher carving up an ox, accompanied by the sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh, two enormous heads shot into the air. They then transformed into two hidden weapons, attacking Chang Shumou.
Although Changshu Mou was a non-Han Chinese and didn't have as many customs as those in the Central Plains, that doesn't mean he was heartless.
Therefore, the attack that was originally very confident was slowed down. Otherwise, regardless of whether it hit Kou Zhong or not, the senior and junior brothers would definitely be killed.
Then, a large amount of blood gushed from the headless neck. Within a breath, the surrounding crowd could smell the extremely strong stench of blood. Many women couldn't help but back away, and at the same time, a series of retching sounds could be heard.
"Ah, you despicable and shameless Han Chinese, I will kill you!" Changshu Mou said angrily.
Seeing this, Kou Zhong chuckled. He finally understood what Lin Yang had said.
For some people, if he kills you, you should wash your throat and let him kill you; that's the only reasonable thing to do. Otherwise, you're committing a heinous crime.
If you dare to resist or even injure him, you're finished. He'll hold a grudge against you for life. Therefore, when encountering this kind of person, our approach is to rush up and stab him!
However, just as Kou Zhonggang was about to keep Qu Ao's eldest disciple, Lin Yang was cleaning up his mess, or as commonly known, wiping his backside.
At the top of the restaurant was nothing more than a small pavilion, barely a foot square. At this moment, two people stood at the opposite corner of the pavilion.
One of them was Lin Yang. As for the guy opposite Lin Yang, you could tell from his appearance that he was another non-Han Chinese.
Originally, Qu Ao arrived at this place just as his three disciples were fighting Kou Zhong, ready to intervene at any moment.