I, the villainous eldest prince, will suppress everything!

At the main gate of the Song residence, the battle between the two pairs of grandmasters continued, and it was difficult to determine a winner for the time being.

Meanwhile, someone ran out of the Song family mansion and whispered to Qin Li about what had happened in the ancestral hall in the backyard.

As Qin Li watched the battle between the grandmasters, he nodded and said:

"Tell those two that you must capture Fang Yuan. This time, you absolutely cannot let him escape. If he does, make them come back with their heads."

"Yes."

The man clasped his hands in a fist salute and quickly ran back.

After it was over, Qin Li suddenly felt the person next to him trembling uncontrollably, and couldn't help but glance at him.

The person trembling uncontrollably was none other than Old Snake, standing next to Qin Li.

Qin Li said, "Why are you shaking?"

"Your Highness, I...I'm scared."

Although the voice was that of Snake Elder, those familiar with him could tell that this person was not Snake Elder at all, but Xia Liu in disguise.

"Your Highness, you can summon the Sword Immortal, so why can't you summon Elder Snake as well?" Xia Liu asked, puzzled.

They weren't facing a three-on-four situation; it was two against four.

The old snake is still at the border and has not returned at all; she was just an imposter.

If the other side finds out she's an imposter, they're guaranteed to lose.

The gap between the two masters is like a chasm, insurmountable.

"There's not enough time!" Qin Li said.

Moreover, if he hadn't transferred Snake Elder to the border, these four people wouldn't have come to kill him at all.

This was all a setup. In order to lure the four people to kill him, he had to transfer Snake Elder to the border.

"Xia Liu, don't be afraid, if you keep shaking you'll give yourself away."

Zhou Biao said these words, but now he doesn't seem scared at all.

His fear just now was probably an act he put on to cooperate with Qin Li.

……

"Look! The Sword Immortal is about to unleash his ultimate move!"

From among the soldiers, someone shouted, and everyone looked up.

Suddenly, Li Fuyao rose into the air without any wind.

Holding a sword in one hand and a wine jug in the other, Li Fuyao took a big gulp of wine and suddenly burst into laughter:

"Hahaha... If I don't speak first when spring comes, which insect dares to utter a sound!"

This line of poetry is extremely domineering, and its meaning is crystal clear.

Within the Great Zhou Dynasty, with Li Fuyao present, there are even grandmasters from other countries jumping up and down in protest. Let's see how he deals with them.

boom!

After drinking alcohol.

Li Fuyao threw her ever-present wine jug to the ground.

The gourd was not broken, but the wine slowly flowed out of the spout from the tilted pot.

When Wu Er saw this scene, his pupils dilated; he seemed to see his own end.

Buzz~ Buzz~ Buzz~

Suddenly, a deafening sound wave erupted.

It was Li Fuyao who suddenly gripped the sword hilt with both hands and lowered his body to unleash the attack.

The soldiers covered their ears in pain, some even collapsing to the ground and rolling around in agony.

"Retreat! Retreat now!"

The squad leader, who was in charge, quickly gave the order.

In a battle between grandmasters, they were still too close together.

Li Fuyao had already shown mercy by not killing him outright.

This is just the prelude to unleashing a powerful attack. If they don't retreat, not a single one of them will survive.

The soldiers helped each other and retreated to create a safe distance.

boom!

Master Wenjing and Bai Zhenzhen exchanged a palm strike and then distanced themselves, both looking towards the battle unfolding on this side.

"All swords return to their origin!"

In mid-air, Li Fuyao, gripping the sword hilt with both hands, roared and pointed the long sword at Wu Er.

In an instant, countless sword energies poured out, like a volley of arrows or a giant wave crashing against the head.

Wu Er was instantly engulfed by sword energy...

After a blinding flash of white light, everyone lowered their arms to look.

Wu Er was nowhere to be seen at the scene; only a tattered robe remained.

A gust of wind blew, and the tattered robe billowed up, carried further and further away.

Wu Da was the first to react. He quickly ran over and searched everywhere for Wu Er.

Wu Er was nowhere to be seen, yet Wu Er was everywhere.

Everyone understood what had happened: Wu Er had been reduced to ashes by Li Fuyao's ultimate move.

"Second brother, second brother!"

Wu Da screamed in agony, his voice filled with the sound of blood.

Although he was a grandmaster, he could not hide the pain of losing his loved ones.

Not to mention, Wu Er didn't even leave behind a complete corpse; he was directly reduced to ashes.

After letting out a few painful screams, Wu Da, his eyes red, pointed a finger at Li Fuyao:

"Li Fuyao, my second brother has no grudge against you, why did you commit such a heinous act!"

Li Fuyao landed gracefully from mid-air, twirling her longsword before she slung it behind her back and said lightly:

"You dare to cause trouble in the capital of my Great Zhou, and even attempt to assassinate my Crown Prince? How can you claim to have no grudge against us?"

"Since you dared to come, you must be prepared to die."

But Wu Da wouldn't listen, and continued shouting, "Li Fuyao, I'm going to kill you to avenge my second brother!"

However, before he could make a move, Venerable Wenzhi stretched out his arm to stop him:

"My apologies, benefactor! The dead cannot be brought back to life!"

"You old bald monk, what's the point of saying all this now!"

"I can't tell friend from foe," Wu Da cursed angrily.

Venerable Wenzhi remained neither sad nor happy, and clasped his hands together in prayer:

"Benefactor Wu, please calm down! The situation has changed somewhat, and we need to think of another way."

"What method?"

Wu Da suddenly swung his arm, pointed at Qin Li on the steps, and roared, "Don't you realize, you old bald monk, that today was a trap he set for us?!"

"You still want to kill him? Dream on. We can't even protect ourselves."

Seeing that Wu Da was angry and wouldn't listen to him at all, Master Wenzhi gently shook his head.

He looked at Qin Li, clasped his hands together, and said, "Benefactor, please join my Buddhist sect!"

Hearing this, Qin Li laughed, a laugh born of anger. "Didn't you come here to save me, to kill me? Why are you now asking me to join your Buddhist order instead of killing me?"

Everyone present heard this clearly, and the soldiers burst into laughter.

The other side lost a grandmaster, so the old bald monk must be scared, which is why he said such a thing.

Venerable Wenzhi remained neither sad nor happy, but clasped his hands together and said, "Benefactor, cease your wanton killing. Only by taking refuge in Buddhism can you cleanse yourself of all your sins!"

Qin Li, too lazy to listen to him, directly ordered, "Zhenzhen, kill that old bald monk for me, let him taste the bitterness of loss!"

"yes!"

After responding, Bai Zhenzhen attacked Wen Jing again.

This time, Bai Zhenzhen's speed and force were significantly greater.

The techniques used were also varied and never repeated.

The more Wen Jing resisted, the more alarmed he became. His opponent was a young woman; how could she have cultivated so many powerful techniques?

Although he possessed Buddhist skills that kept demons at bay, he still found it difficult to withstand so many dazzling martial arts techniques.

As time went on, he found himself at a disadvantage. How could this be?!

He was a renowned master, a master of the Buddhist kingdom, how could he be easily defeated by a woman?

Thinking of this, Master Wenjing silently recited a Sanskrit phrase that no one could understand, and his whole body shone with golden light, and his strength also increased dramatically.

shhhhhh!

Just then, an unexpected change occurred.

Li Fuyao suddenly unleashed "Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin" again, directly destroying Master Wenjing from behind...