Falling into Wenqishan's sword force felt very uncomfortable. Huge and intense crises were squeezing in from all directions, as if they were about to squeeze Ma Yong into a meat pie. Life and death only lasted a moment, and Ma Yong didn't care about that much anymore. He put all his cultivation into full play, and he was ready to fight Wenqishan for his life.
"The trapped beast still fights! Let's see how long you can hold on!" Wen Qishan shouted angrily, and the sword became more fierce, compressing Ma Yong's movement space layer by layer.
This is by no means the first time Wen Qishan and Ma Yong have fought, but this is the first time Wen Qishan has completely restrained Ma Yong at a disadvantage. The spiritual energy in his body surged, seemingly endlessly, and the feeling of having the upper hand made Wenqishan feel more relaxed.
Ma Yong was at the end of his strength, and he resisted for a moment, but finally gave out. His figure swayed, and his flaw was immediately exposed. A cold light flashed across Wen Qishan's eyes, and the sword in his hand seemed to have eyes, moving like thunder, piercing Ma Yong's flaw.
"Not good!" Ma Yong's heart sank so hard that his hair stood up in shock. He hurriedly tried his best to remedy the situation, but Wenqishan's sword was so cunning and powerful that all the efforts made by Ma Yong seemed so feeble. [
Life and death only lasted a moment, and Ma Yong felt desperate. At this moment, the wind suddenly sounded loudly in his ears, and at the same time, a fierce and powerful force that was unprecedented in the world came with a bang. Before he could react, what was going on? , the sword shadows raised by Wenqi Mountain immediately collapsed. Not only that, even Wenqishan was hit hard, blood spurted out, and his body fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
Ma Yong was shocked, and when he looked back, he was even more happy, Zhao Weihu was back.
Seeing that Wen Qishan had the upper hand in the battle with Ma Yong and that killing Ma Yong was only a matter of time, Huang Xiuze didn't pay too much attention to it. When Wen Qishan was poisoned by Zhao Weihu, Huang Xiuze tried to take action again, but it was already too late. He could only watch Wen Qishan fall into Zhao Weihu's hands.
After catching Wen Qishan in the air, Huang Xiuze probed and stared in anger. Although Zhao Weihu didn't kill Wen Qishan with one palm, he almost crippled him.
"Huang... Mr. Huang..." Wen Qishan gritted his teeth and stood up from Huang Xiuze's arms, his heroic eyes filled with anger.
Huang Xiuze nodded lightly at him and said, "Don't worry! I will definitely seek justice for you!"
"Master Zhao, you are back!" Ma Yong exclaimed.
Zhao Weihu already had great trust in Ma Yong, and now he admired and relied on him even more. Without Ma Yong's desperate resistance, the patriarch's seal would have fallen into Huang Xiuze's hands, and the matter would have been very difficult.
Patting Ma Yong on the shoulder, Zhao Weihu said with a smile, "Ma Yong, good job, Mr. Zhao did not misjudge you! From now on, you are my brother, Zhao Weihu!"
Ma Yong hurriedly shouted, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao!"
Zhao Weihu nodded, glanced at Zhao Xipin who was following him, and said, "You and Xipin just watch, and leave the rest to me!"
"Master Zhao, they..."
Before Ma Yong could finish his words, Zhao Weihu shouted with a domineering voice, "Don't worry! It's just a dream for them to overthrow me, Zhao Weihu!"
After saying that, Zhao Weihu swayed and went directly to Huang Xiuze.
When the real master arrived, Huang Xiuze knew that the real battle had just begun. The tiger's body straightened up and faced Zhao Weihu head-on.
"Huang Xiuze, you can do it. You came to raid my Zhao's house while I was away?" Zhao Weihu stared at Huang Xiuze with cold eyes.
Huang Xiuze smiled coldly and said without giving an inch, "Zhao Weihu, you are not bad. I thought you were on the run now, but I didn't expect that you still have the courage to come back."