I, the villainous eldest prince, will suppress everything!

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The person who was happiest when Grandmaster Bai Jinghong landed was the Sixth Prince.

His laughter came one after another, each louder than the last; anyone who didn't know better would have thought he had gotten married.

No, he wasn't even this happy when he got married. The next time the Sixth Prince smiles this happily will probably be when he defeats his many brothers and ascends the throne.

The Sixth Prince stepped forward, pointed at the twelve sword geniuses posing on the collapsed courtyard wall, and sneered:

"Master Bai has arrived; your end has come!"

"So what if they're twelve sword geniuses? So what if they're twelve experts of the ninth rank or higher? They're no match for Grandmaster Bai!"

"I advise you to be sensible. If you're smart, get back here and tell Qin Li that his father's woman is not someone he, as her son, can take away. Don't be afraid of being laughed at by the world, then come and try to take her!"

After saying that, the Sixth Prince cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Bai Jinghong: "Master Bai, I beg you."

Bai Jinghong, with the demeanor of a grandmaster, simply waved his hand lightly without saying anything.

Since he had received the generous reward promised by Emperor Xuan, he had to do his bidding.

Since we've already offended Qin Li in Jiangnan, and it's a fight to the death, one more time won't make a difference.

Moreover, he learned that Old Snake was no longer in the capital, but had gone to the countryside to see a doctor.

In other words, no one in the capital can stop him now; he can fight or leave whenever he wants.

Upon seeing Bai Jinghong's arrival, Lu's father breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally, there's hope. Shushu won't have to go to the Crown Prince's residence anymore."

But as he was speaking, he suddenly felt a cold gaze shot towards him; it was none other than his father-in-law, Huangfu Song.

Huangfu Song glared at Lu Heng with annoyance... You're happy to go to the palace instead of the Crown Prince's residence?

Lu Heng suddenly realized what was happening and quickly shut his mouth, saying nothing.

On the collapsed courtyard wall, the twelve sword geniuses watched as Bai Jinghong landed on his eagle, their expressions turning slightly grim.

"What, are you difficult to deal with?"

Lu Shushu's understanding was still at the stage where whoever had more people was more powerful.

Bai Jinghong was just one person, while behind her stood a full twelve sword geniuses.

She refused to believe that twelve people couldn't defeat one person.

The leading sword genius is named Jian Jiu. The Sword Sect is different from other sects. It is not whoever enters first who becomes the senior brother, but whoever is the strongest.

In other words, among these twelve people, the position of the eldest brother is not fixed; today it is Jian Jiu, and tomorrow it may very well be Jian Shi.

Jian Jiu said, "Don't worry, Miss Lu. We brothers might not be able to defeat any other grandmaster, but since the opponent is Bai Jinghong, we are certainly capable of putting up a fight."

Upon hearing this, Bai Jinghong, who was standing not far away, twitched at the corner of his eye.

Although he was the weakest among the three Grandmasters of the Great Three Kingdoms.

But we cannot tolerate a young swordsman smearing our reputation like this.

With a flick of his sleeve, Bai Jinghong declared, "By order of His Majesty, we are to welcome Miss Lu back to the palace. Anyone who dares to obstruct us will be executed without mercy!"

After saying that, an iron fan slid from his sleeve and landed in Bai Jinghong's hand.

That was his signature weapon, possessing immense power.

The twelve sword geniuses didn't even draw their swords, still posing for the fight. The leader, Jian Jiu, simply said to Lu Shushu, "Miss Lu, please retreat to a safe position and watch how we teach this grandmaster who only knows how to run away a lesson."

Lu Shushu nodded and quickly stepped back to her mother's side. The two women hugged each other, nervously watching the situation unfold, which would determine Lu Shushu's final fate.

Although Lu Shushu didn't want to go to the palace or the crown prince's residence, she could only take it one step at a time now.

With the iron fan in hand, Bai Jinghong pointed at Jian Jiu, who was at the head of the group, and said, "Your master must be that drunkard. Last time at the Dragon Tiger Gate, you didn't get enough of fighting with your master. Come on, kid, you can learn a few more moves for your master."

Upon hearing this, Jian Jiu scoffed, "Master Bai, aren't you ashamed to say such a thing? Last time at Dragon Tiger Gate, I don't know who it was, but the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry had just arrived and then disappeared without a trace, causing the entire Dragon Tiger Gate to be wiped out!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Jinghong's face turned ugly, and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the iron fan in his hand.

Originally, seeing that the other party was just a junior, he only intended to teach him a lesson and then let it go.

Now it seems unnecessary.

Jian Jiu must die, otherwise the hatred in his heart will not be appeased.

"You arrogant brat, shut your mouth!"

With a whoosh, Bai Jinghong unfurled her iron fan and prepared to launch a fierce attack.

"Wait a minute!"

Unexpectedly, Jian Jiu stretched out a hand and said.

Bai Jinghong stopped, frowning in confusion, and said, "Arrogant brat, are you perhaps afraid of this grandmaster?"

"If you had known this would happen, why did you spout such arrogant words? Now you're scared, but it's too late!"

"I, the grandmaster, will now teach you a lesson on behalf of your master!"

After saying that, Bai Jinghong was about to launch another fierce attack.

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's that I want you to look behind you!"

"Jian Jiu said."

Bai Jinghong didn't look at it, but just sneered and said, "Such a trivial trick, this grandmaster will not be fooled."

It must be that Jian Jiu knew he couldn't beat him, so he used tricks to deliberately trick him into turning around so that he could gain the upper hand.

Jian Jiu was too lazy to say anything more, and simply crossed his arms and watched quietly.

It's better if Bai Jinghong doesn't turn around; it would be better if he were stabbed to death with a sword!

As time went on, Bai Jinghong noticed something was wrong.

At one point, he suddenly turned his head to look.

A steel sword flew in!

It rapidly magnified in Bai Jinghong's pupils.

Bai Jinghong was startled.

He quickly raised the iron fan in his hand.

With a clang.

The iron sword and the iron fan collided, leaving a trail of sparks on the surface of the iron fan.

The immense force caused Bai Jinghong's wrist to tremble slightly.

After finally managing to block the iron sword, Bai Jinghong was deeply shocked.

Could it be that the drunkard has come all the way from Jiangnan?

Otherwise, how could anyone unleash such a powerful sword strike?

Thinking of this, Bai Jinghong instinctively tried to fly away.

He was no match for Li Fuyao, and he didn't want to perish so soon.

Where there is life, there is hope.

But when Bai Jinghong looked in the direction from which the iron sword had come, he realized it wasn't the drunkard, but the young Taoist nun he had met at the Dragon Tiger Gate.

It was her!

Bai Jinghong found it unbelievable.

How long has it been, and she's already able to unleash such a powerful sword strike? No wonder she's a disciple that Li Fuyao made an exception for.

Who is this woman?

Huangfu Song had never seen her before, and couldn't help but ask.

Han Zhen clasped his hands in greeting and replied, "My lord, you may not know this, but this woman is named Bai Zhenzhen. She was originally the head of the Jade Maiden Sect, but now she spends her days in the Crown Prince's library and rarely sees anyone."

Huangfu Song nodded and asked again, "Is it very impressive?"

Han Zhen didn't know how to answer, "Unfathomable!"

……

With Bai Zhenzhen's arrival, a very subtle change occurred on the scene.

A true expert's skill is immediately apparent; with just one sword strike, Bai Jinghong knew that his opponent was no pushover.

He instinctively wanted to run away, but then he thought that the other party was just a woman. If he ran away after only one move, how would he survive in the martial arts world?

His escape from the Dragon Tiger Gate was understandable. With two grandmasters, Li Fuyao and Snake Elder, and the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry, anyone would have fled, and no one would have said anything about him.

But now, with only one woman, he ran away. He didn't know where to put his reputation as a grandmaster.

"I am Bai Zhenzhen, and I have come to learn from Grandmaster Bai's superior skills!"

Without further ado, Bai Zhenzhen unleashed a Cloud-Turning Hand strike towards Bai Jinghong.

Bai Jinghong, naturally not to be outdone, also struck out with a palm.

boom!

A loud bang.

Their palms met.

Ripples spread outwards from the two people's feet, raising dust as high as half a person.

After a few breaths, the two separated and each took several steps back before regaining their balance.

However, those with sharp eyes noticed that Bai Zhenzhen took three steps back, while Bai Jinghong took three and a half steps back.

In other words, when it comes to internal strength, even the renowned master Bai Jinghong is no match for Bai Zhenzhen.

How is that possible?

Bai Jinghong, who had finally managed to steady herself, looked at her hands and felt incredulous and shocked.

What kind of monster is the other party, and why is their internal energy so powerful?

Is the Xuan Yin Body really that powerful? No wonder everyone wants to obtain it.

Seeing that the people around him were about to gossip that he couldn't beat Bai Zhenzhen in a contest of internal strength, Bai Jinghong didn't want to lose face, so he grabbed his iron fan and attacked Bai Zhenzhen.

It's called an iron fan, but it's actually made up of several sharp daggers that can cause injury upon contact.

Moreover, Bai Jinghong's attacks were swift and fierce, each move aimed directly at vital points, making the audience's hearts pound with fear.

"One has weapons, and the other doesn't. That's not fair."

Lu Shushu used all her strength to finally pull the sword out of the ground and threw it at Bai Zhenzhen.

Thank you.

Bai Zhenzhen thanked her.

He caught the iron sword with his backhand and engaged in combat with Bai Jinghong once again.

Despite Bai Jinghong's long-standing fame, his ruthless moves, and his extreme speed, few in the world could rival him.

However, Bai Zhenzhen had read countless books in the library and integrated various martial arts styles. The iron sword in her hand was also ever-changing, and she blocked Bai Jinghong's iron fan every time.

As time went on, Bai Jinghong gritted her teeth, feeling extremely strained.

If this continues, he will definitely lose.

But he couldn't lose. How could he lose to a woman?

boom!

The two distanced themselves again.

The next moment, Bai Jinghong's entire aura changed, becoming stronger and stronger, making people afraid to face him head-on.

Instead, she became increasingly ethereal, like a goose feather in the air.

In a series of quick movements, his speed increased, leaving only a blur.

Suddenly, his speed increased dramatically, making it impossible for anyone to catch him.

"The Eight Leaps of the Spirit Ape!"

Bai Zhenzhen, who was sitting opposite him, blurted out.

Previously, Bai Zhenzhen might not have known what move Bai Jinghong was using.

But these days, Bai Zhenzhen has been immersed in the library, and she recognized it at a glance.

Using this move, one is like a nimble mountain ape, leaping and bounding with incredible speed.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Jinghong appeared behind Bai Zhenzhen and swung his iron fan fiercely.

If Bai Zhenzhen hadn't carried the sword on her back, that iron fan would have scraped off a large chunk of flesh from her back.

Using the Eight Leaps of the Spirit Ape once more, Bai Jinghong appeared above Bai Zhenzhen's head, his face contorted with rage.

If you want to defeat him, wait until your next life.

He admitted that Bai Zhenzhen's cultivation progressed at an astonishing speed, but today she was still going to perish at his hands, Bai Jinghong.

Even if Bai Zhenzhen dies at the hands of a grandmaster, it's not a loss for her.

"Be careful!"

The numerous sword geniuses not far away blurted out, their faces filled with anxiety.

"Too late!"

Bai Jinghong had already struck out with the iron fan in her hand.

This fan was angled sharply and struck with incredible force.

As expected, Bai Zhenzhen's head will be smashed by his blow, just like a ripe watermelon in summer.

But then, a sudden change occurred!

Just when it seemed like a sure hit, a series of cicada chirps startled the fan, and the fan missed its target.

Bai Jinghong's body was suspended in mid-air, in disbelief.

When they searched for Bai Zhenzhen again, she had already appeared nine steps away, leaving only the afterimage of Bai Zhenzhen's Taoist robe in her original position.

"Catch the cicada in nine steps!"

Bai Jinghong blurted it out.

Bai Zhenzhen, standing nine steps away, smiled slightly and cupped her hands in greeting, saying, "Senior truly lives up to your reputation as a grandmaster, with your vast knowledge and experience! The Nine Steps to Catch the Cicada is indeed a masterpiece!"

This technique, along with the Eight Leaps of the Spirit Ape, is a type of movement technique, characterized by its speed.

Within a small space, he took nine consecutive steps, chasing the wind and lightning!

Shocked, Bai Jinghong once again used the Eight Leaps of the Spirit Ape.

He flashed behind Bai Zhenzhen and attacked again with his iron fan.

He refused to believe that his Eight Leaps of the Ape was inferior to Bai Zhenzhen's Nine Steps to Catch the Cicada.

Although nine is one more than eight, it doesn't mean his speed is slower than Bai Zhenzhen's.

He's a master renowned for his speed; if he wants to leave, no one can stop him.

However, another continuous chirping of cicadas rang out, and the fan missed again; Bai Zhenzhen reappeared nine steps away.

Bai Jinghong was immediately enraged. He felt humiliated, especially in his area of ​​expertise.

This humiliation angered him more than any other humiliation, and no one understood how he felt.

Bai Zhenzhen must die to appease his hatred.

In the time that followed, all the people saw were two afterimages flashing and shifting back and forth in the open space.

As for whether the two actually fought, no one could tell.

No one could see how the fight went.

They can only wait for the final result.

Not long after, it seemed that the results were in.

The first thing everyone could see was Bai Jinghong's figure; his speed was getting slower and slower, as if he was exhausted.

In contrast, Bai Zhenzhen still had the mind to joke around.

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"

Bai Jinghong was filled with hatred. She waved her iron fan wildly and roared at the top of her lungs.

But lacking the strength, Bai Zhenzhen wouldn't just stand still and let him kill her.

Finally, Bai Jinghong was completely exhausted and collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

Bai Zhenzhen smiled slightly and cupped her hands, saying, "Senior, you flatter me."

In this battle of speed, he was ultimately outmatched!

With the outcome decided, the many martial arts geniuses cheered.

In contrast, the sixth prince's face looked ashen, as if he had eaten excrement.

He couldn't help but yell at Bai Jinghong, "Bai Jinghong, you call yourself a grandmaster, yet you can't even beat a woman? Aren't you ashamed of yourself?"

Bai Jinghong couldn't be bothered to pay any attention to the Sixth Prince. Didn't he feel ashamed?

But he was simply outmatched, and what could he do when he was defeated in his area of ​​expertise? He was also very frustrated.

Thinking of this, Bai Jinghong said to Bai Zhenzhen, "There are always mountains beyond mountains, and people beyond people. Our Great Zhou has gained a genius like you, so it's time for me to take my leave."

"However, this iron fan cannot be taken down. Come here, I will give it to you!"

Bai Zhenzhen walked straight over and reached out to take Bai Jinghong's iron fan.

Although she had never used this weapon before, it was still a grandmaster's weapon.

"Reliable enough to be close enough," Bai Jinghong suddenly sneered.

Suddenly, the iron fan stabbed fiercely towards Bai Zhenzhen's chest...