From the Red Mansion, you can travel through the world of martial arts

Chapter 98 Kill!

"It's been a long time since we last met. The fairy is still as charming as ever." Jia Wei said with a smile.

Li Mochou was delighted, but said coldly: "You slick-tongued boy, if it weren't for these old Taoists, I would definitely teach you a lesson."

Jia Wei smiled and said nothing. Now he could hang Li Mochou up and beat her.

The Quanzhen Sect members on the side had already helped Sun Buer down, while Qiu Chuji and others protected her to prevent Li Mochou from taking the opportunity to kill her.

Sun Buer took the healing pill, but it had no effect. He could only rely on his luck to resist the poison of the Ice Soul Silver Needle.

At this time, Zhao Zhijing came up with several Quanzhen disciples. He said with a fake smile, "Sir, may I have a word with you?"

This naturally attracted the attention of others. Li Mochou waved her whisk, laughed secretly, and just waited to see a good show.

Jia Wei held the sword and said expressionlessly, "Do you remember that day in Zhongnan Mountain when you and that old nun pushed me off the cliff?"

Zhao Zhijing smiled again: "Of course I remember, so I came here to apologize today."

Jia Wei nodded: "Just remember it, but there's no need to apologize..."

Zhao Zhijing smiled and thought that this boy was quite sensible. Just as he was about to speak, Jia Wei suddenly drew out the Yitian Sword. A cold light flashed and a line of blood burst out from his neck!

Jia Wei then said slowly: "If apologizing is useful, why would I practice martial arts?"

Everyone's face was filled with horror. Zhao Zhijing covered his neck and fell backwards. Blood could not stop flowing out from between his fingers...

[You have obtained Zhao Zhijing's twenty-one years of skills, please choose...]

Several Quanzhen disciples screamed "Senior Brother" a few times, and after they reacted, they all drew their swords and slashed at Jia Wei.

Jia Wei sneered, and the sword of Yitian swept out like a full moon. The long swords engraved with "Chongyang Palace" in the hands of several people were vulnerable. The sword energy cut their bodies in half, and blood was all over the ground!

Qiu Chuji and others were also frightened and rushed over. These disciples were not yet dead, but their cries were like those of evil spirits.

Qiu Chuji saw the corpses of his disciples and disciples, his eyes were red, and he drew the long sword behind him in anger and said: "What a thief, how dare you commit murder in public!"

Jia Wei said, "Why not take revenge?"

"He just accidentally pushed you off the cliff, and now he is here to apologize to you under my orders. It would be fine if you don't appreciate it, but why did you sneak up on him!"

Qiu Chuji's eyes seemed to be spitting fire: "And these few disciples of mine, what hatred do they have against you?"

Jia Wei laughed and said, "Are you old Taoist with blurry eyes? Didn't you see them draw their swords and stab me? I was just defending myself."

Qiu Chuji had already fainted from anger, but when he saw Jia Wei was still laughing, he could no longer bear it, and he dodged and stabbed Jia Wei straight in the heart!

Jia Wei took a step back, swung out the blood-stained sword, and with a flick of his hand, he blocked Qiu Chuji's sword.

Qiu Chuji was a little surprised. He thought that Jia Wei had ambushed Zhao Zhijing, but he didn't know that Jia Wei, at such a young age, had such first-class strength!

Qiu Chuji had no time to think and immediately swung out another sword. When Jia Wei tried to block, his fingertips trembled and the long sword stabbed fifteen times in an instant. Fifteen cold stars seemed to pounce at the same time!

Faced with this exquisite Quanzhen swordsmanship, Jia Wei was not in a hurry. He took another step back, and then swung the tip of the Yitian Sword to meet it, instantly cutting off all fifteen points of cold light!

"Snapped!"

Qiu Chuji took back the broken sword in his hand and saw that the cut was sharp and neat. He then noticed the quality of the sword in Jia Wei's hand. He looked closely and shouted, "Yitian Sword! How did it end up in your hand?"

Jia Wei did not answer, but turned from defense to attack. Qiu Chuji took the broken sword and started to counter his moves.

The crowd was in chaos when they heard the name "Yitian Sword". Everyone in the martial arts world knew that the Yitian Sword had fallen into the hands of the Miao Sun Moon Sect. Now it was an ownerless item, and it was first come first served...

But seeing the two of them fighting fiercely, attacking and defending, one with superb swordsmanship and the other with pure and powerful internal strength, both of them are rare masters in the world. The restlessness that had just arisen in my heart was extinguished in an instant.

Li Mochou stared at the two people fighting, with a look in her eyes, and she was shocked:
"A few months ago, this guy was still my opponent in three moves. How come he can fight Qiu Chuji so evenly now? What happened in the meantime..."

Li Mochou was also very talented. At only 30 years old, she was as strong as Qiu Chuji, who was in his 60s or 70s. But for someone like Jia Yu, whose strength had increased so much in just a few months, it was still beyond her comprehension.

Although Qiu Chuji had profound internal strength and exquisite swordsmanship, he could not compete with the power of Yitian with just a broken sword. He gradually fell into a disadvantage and was suppressed by Jia Wei.

Wang Chuyi broke out in a sweat upon seeing this, and quickly picked up Sun Buer's Quanzhen sword and threw it out.

"Brother, take the sword!" As soon as Qiu Chuji got the Quanzhen sword, he seemed to be assisted by God. He instantly turned around his bad momentum and overwhelmed Jia Wei's offensive.

"Boy, I'm going to take you back to Chongyang Palace to kowtow!"

Jia Wei sneered and repeated the eight words: "First kill Quanzhen, then destroy Emei!"

The two men fought again, like a needle against a wheat spike. Wang Chuyi raised his sword and was about to go to help, when he suddenly heard the sound of an arrow breaking through the air!
Without knowing when, a group of foreign guards dressed in gorgeous clothes had surrounded the area, holding bows and crossbows, shooting at the area where the Quanzhen Sect was!

He quickly turned around and swung his sword to knock down the flying arrows. He heard several screams and looked sideways. He saw that several Quanzhen disciples had been shot and fell down screaming. There were also unlucky bystanders who were shot to death nearby...

"The Quanzhen Sect assassinated the Jinyi Commander, which is tantamount to treason! Jinyi Guards are investigating the case, and all outsiders must leave immediately!"

Suddenly, a Jinyiwei roared and then rushed over to kill them.

The onlookers were stunned and quickly fled in all directions, fearing that they would get into trouble.

Only the Red-robed Fairy Li Mochou, confident of her martial arts prowess, was unwilling to miss this great show, so she turned around and flew to the rooftop nearby to continue the fight between the two.

Seeing this, Qiu Chuji slapped Jia Wei away, looked at the Jinyiwei, then looked at Jia Wei, and shouted: "You guys go quickly, I will hold him back!"

Wang Chuyi and others were all veterans in this world, and they did not hesitate. They led the Quanzhen disciples with Liu Chuxuan and took Sun Buer to attack the Jinyiwei, preparing to break out.

Qiu Chuji looked at Jia Wei and said, "You are from the Jinyiwei!"

Jia Wei laughed and said, "How dare the Quanzhen Sect assassinate the first-class earl of the Han Dynasty and the commander of the Jinyiwei? I think you have colluded with the Mongols and are planning a rebellion! In the future, I will lead the Jinyiwei to Mount Zhongnan and trample on Chongyang Palace!"

Jia Wei thrust out the Heavenly Sword again, but Qiu Chuji did not retreat even a step. With a clang, the two swords collided, and they exchanged several moves...

A bloody storm unfolds in Linqing City!

Wang Chuyi, Liu Chuxuan and others were very powerful. They rushed out of the encirclement of the Jinyiwei with the injured Sun Buer. Shen Lian and others relied on the advantages of bows and crossbows to shoot and kill half of the Quanzhen disciples.

Off the field, only Qiu Chuji and Jia Wei were left fighting hard...

Li Mochou stood on a high place and saw it clearly.

Although Qiu Chuji had superb swordsmanship and great strength, he was old and inevitably lacked strength under Jia Wei's fierce attack.

But Jia Wei was young and strong, and his internal strength was extremely profound. After a fight, the power of his sword moves did not decrease at all, and each move was stronger than the last.

This is exactly the effect of the Nine Yang Divine Art. The internal force will circulate and regenerate itself endlessly, and it is inexhaustible, the more it is used, the stronger it becomes!
Li Mochou couldn't help but be amazed when she saw that Qiu Chuji was doomed to fail. If she went up herself, this would be the result!

"How did this kid become so powerful?" Li Mochou was puzzled. "Did he deliberately hide his strength to play a trick on me that day?"

Looking down again, Jia Wei found the right opportunity, blocked Qiu Chuji's Quanzhen sword, stepped closer with his feet, and stabbed the sword into his chest.

When the sword was drawn, blood splattered everywhere.

[Qiu Chuji, the head of the Quanzhen Sect...]

[You have obtained Qiu Chuji's 41 years of skills, please choose! ]

[1: Deduction of the technique]

[Two: Absorption. It is estimated that it can absorb ten years of internal energy.]

Jia Wei exhaled a breath of foul air...

Those he killed before were all small minions, who were far inferior to him in terms of power. Even if he absorbed them directly, the benefits would only last for a year or half a year. It would be better to store them first and use them to practice his skills.

And Qiu Chuji is a veteran innate master with profound foundation and much higher skills than him, which is why he was able to gain the internal strength after ten years.

Without hesitation, he immediately chose to absorb it as internal force!

The familiar feeling came again, a warm current swept through the meridians of his body, and Jia Wei's battle damage and fatigue were swept away, and he immediately recovered to his peak state!
After a moment, Jia Wei felt his internal energy was replenished, and the yang heat in his dantian also increased a lot. He estimated that he had reached the level of a first-class middle-level person.

Jia Wei took a deep breath and looked up at Li Mochou on the roof.

(End of this chapter)