It was very uncomfortable to be caught in Wenqishan's sword force. Huge and intense crises were squeezing from all directions, as if they were going to squeeze Ma Yong into a meat pie. Life and death only mattered in a moment, Ma Yong

He didn't care about that much anymore, and used all his cultivation skills to show his potential 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 stronger, compressing Ma Yong's movement space layer by layer.

This is by no means the first time that Wen Qishan and Ma Yong have fought, but this is the first time that Wen Qishan has completely restrained Ma Yong. The spiritual power in his body surges, seemingly endless, and it feels like he has the upper hand.

, making Wenqishan feel more relaxed.

Ma Yong was at the end of his crossbow. He resisted for a moment, but finally gave out. His figure swayed, and the flaw was immediately exposed. Wen Qishan's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light, and the sword in his hand seemed to have eyes, moving like thunder, piercing straight.

Xiang Ma Yong’s flaws.

"Not good!" Ma Yong's heart sank, and his hair stood up in shock. He hurriedly tried his best to remedy the situation, but Wenqishan's sword was very tricky and powerful, and all the efforts Ma Yong made seemed pale.

Powerless.[

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 collapsed immediately. Not only that, even Wenqi Mountain was severely damaged, blood spurted out, and the body fell to the ground like a broken kite.

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 just a matter of time, Huang Xiuze didn't pay much attention to it. When Wen Qishan was poisoned by Zhao Weihu, Huang Xiuze wanted to take action again, but he had already

It was three autumns too late, and I could only watch helplessly as Wen Qishan fell into the hands of Zhao Weihu.

After catching Wen Qishan in the air, Huang Xiuze made some explorations and his eyes glared angrily. Although Zhao Weihu didn't kill Wen Qishan with one palm, he almost crippled him.

"Huang...Master 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. If Ma Yong had not resisted desperately, 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 from the sidelines, 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 came directly to Huang Xiuze.

When the real master arrived, Huang Xiuze knew that the real battle had just begun. He straightened his body 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.
Chapter completed!