Flying Dust Chapter 74.1:
“Sect Master Wen kidnapped my daughter to threaten the Palace Master Mo, is this the work of the righteous?” Qu Shaofeng clenched his fists and wanted to strangle this hypocrite in front of him so that he could ask about his daughter’s whereabouts.
“Since Sect Master Qu also knows what Wen Mou (Wen Qianliu calls himself using Mou) is like, there are two choices – firstly, keep silent and join the alliance to eliminate the Blood Worshiping Cult, and when the time comes, I will naturally return your daughter to you. Secondly, go and tell the various heroes out there that I have taken your daughter captive, that I am a villain, but I have a thousand reasons to explain it, let’s see how many people can believe you!”
“You, this despicable villain, my daughter’s life is a small matter, how can I allow you to use the various heroes to counter the Blood Worshiping Cult’s conspiracy!” Qu Shaofeng was about to rush forward, but Lu Qingmo held him down.
“Sect Master Qu is really interesting, dealing with the Blood Worshiping Cult is not something that I, Wen Qianliu, alone wish for, so how can you say that it is my conspiracy (scheme)?”
“Don’t say anything more! Who knows if you want to push the martial arts sects into the tiger’s den (jaws of death) with the Blood Worshippers, so that when the sect leaders die, you will be able to dominate in the Central Plains!”
Mo Feichen froze, after all, Qu Shaofeng was an old Jiang Hu (a person who has seen much of the world), this kind of speculation of his was not unreasonable.
“Amitabha Buddha——” Great Master Wu Liang’s voice came from the other side of the door, “If Master Wen really took Miss Qu captive, why don’t you hand her over right now? Put down the butcher’s knife, repent and be saved.”
Wen Qianliu opened his eyes wide and kicked the door open, “You this monks didn’t say you wouldn’t come!”
“I only said I couldn’t attend Sect Master Wen’s banquet but I didn’t say I refused Lord Mo’s invitation to come to Mu Yun Mountain Villa.”
Wen Qianliu gritted his teeth and glared angrily, his image of a modest gentleman vanished, he looked up and said, “Then what do you want?”
“That goes without saying, of course, it is to hand over Miss Qu and the Thousand Cloud Sword’s sword seed!” Mo Feichen said in a deep voice.
“And then you can make me lose my reputation and expel me from the Central Plains martial arts world?” Wen Qianliu’s smile appeared vicious and profound in the darkness, “There’s a saying that goes, it’s rather be a broken piece of jade than a whole tile—better to die in glory than live in dishonor.”
He looked around at Mo Feichen and the other four, and sneered coldly, “You guys may as well try to see if you can kill me today! As for Qu Xiao Jie, she will be buried with me —— as for the Thousand Cloud Sword’s sword seed, my Lu Shi Di, why don’t you try to see if you can take it from me!”
After saying that, he condensed his inner strength and the air swept towards his body, Mo Feichen felt as if he was being sucked by his opponent and could only use his inner strength to maintain his body. Looking at Qu Shaofeng again who kept deliberately staring at Wen Qianliu, brewing what seemed like he was going to pour all of his inner strength into his sword.
Lu Qingmo’s face could not be seen to be happy, not far away from the Great Master Wu Liang is still in the posture of put the palms together before one (a Buddhist greeting).
A sword energy bursts out from Wen Qianliu’s finger, crashing into Mo Feichen, who defends against it. Wen Qianliu’s sword energy was extremely clever, traveling in an arc towards Qu Shaofeng. The force of Zhai Feng Sword sliced through a huge rock crashed into Wen Qianliu’s sword energy, after being rebounded, Qu Shaofeng retreated three steps back, while the sword momentum of the Thousand Clouds Sword didn’t weaken, still maintaining that arc, sweeping through the surface of a wall of the entire room tilted down towards one side, and the blade was pointed towards Great Monk Wu Liang.
Xumituo (The Void Amitabha) sword has an extraordinary momentum, wrapping up the Thousand Cloud Sword, but soon the sword’s momentum is penetrated, and Great Monk Wu Liang leaps up, and when he lands, the tailwind of the Thousand Cloud Sword sweeps past his toes.
The situation was really dangerous.
“Wen Shi Xiong! If you hand over the Thousand Cloud Sword now, there is still room for maneuver! If He Yunfeng comes back and finds out everything, he will definitely not let you go!” Lu Qingmo shouted.
“Because I let Dian Ling take away the Thousand Cloud Sword’s seed, only then Luo Lianyun died, do you think that if I give up the Thousand Cloud Sword, He Yunfeng will let me go? Without the Thousand Cloud Sword, I’m really resigned to fate (wait to die)!” Wen Qianliu’s gaze seemed to be mocking Lu Qingmo’s naivety.
“Since that’s the case, today Shi Xiong and his Shi Di will have a showdown.” Lu Qingmo’s fingers reached out into the air, tracing curves that resembled splashes of ink in a landscape (mountain and rivers).
“Don’t expect me not to use the Thousand Cloud Sword against you!” Wen Qianliu’s sword aura swept across the ground and leapt upwards, the Dang Xiao Sword fiercely penetrated into the layers of mist of Qian Yun (Thousand Cloud) Sword.
Mo Feichen suddenly realized that Lu Qingmo was going to go all out this time, although he had seen the power of Dang Xiao Sword so many times in the past, this was the only time that it was decisive and vigorous, with the determination to wipe out everything in the world into dust.
The sword blade came head on, and Mo Feichen was hugged into his arms and retreated backward for several feet.
“I never would have thought that Lu Qingmo’s Dang Xiao Sword would be so powerful, no wonder everyone says he is a once-in-a-century genius who is able to block the Thousand Cloud Sword, which has already reached the third or fourth level of its power.” Jun Wushuang’s hot breath as he spoke sprayed into Mo Feichen’s ear canal, causing him to raise his shoulders.
Mo Feichen broke away from his embrace, but he smiled, as if the rare competition in front of him was not even in his eyes.
After a series of loud bangs, the buildings on the northern axis were instantly pierced through by the sword energy of the two men as they tore and twisted together.
Everyone’s jaws dropped as the sword energy rushed all the way to the martial arts ring and crashed into the mountain wall, shaking the heavens and earth.
Many martial artists gathered around.
The black clothed waiter sighed, “Mu Yun Mountain Villa has these two, they are unrivaled in the martial arts world.”
Jin Ziyu was also surprised, “I really didn’t expect Lu Qingmo’s Dang Xiao Sword to be able to compete with Wen Qianliu’s Qian Yun Sword…”
