Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

"You audacious madmen, stop your empty words! Since you've delivered yourselves to our doorstep, don't blame the Quanzhen Sect for acting on behalf of Heaven and vanquishing demons!"

Hao Datong was the first to stand up, pointing with one hand at the thirteen men in black on the stone steps outside the hall, looking righteous and awe-inspiring.

"Hahaha..."

"You?! You think you're worthy?!"

The middle-aged man with black and white hair, who was at the head of the group, gave Hao Datong a cold look, his face full of disdain.

"Then let me first experience your superior skills!"

Hao Datong roared angrily and made a move to charge out.

"Junior Brother Hao!"

Upon seeing this, Qiu Chuji hurriedly shouted to stop him. He then slowly rose and walked to the entrance of the main hall. He looked calmly at the middle-aged man and said in a deep voice, "Your opponent is me, and has nothing to do with anyone else in the sect. Since we made an agreement a month ago, I hope you will honor it and not go back on your word!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, ignoring Hao Datong, and stared intently at Qiu Chuji, saying, "Fine! Then please keep your word, Daoist Qiu. If I win against you, hand over my senior brother, Master Lingzhi, immediately, and no one shall stop you!"

"Otherwise, I will wipe out the entire Quanzhen Sect, leaving no one alive!"

Qiu Chuji raised his voice and said, "I always keep my word. Since I promised you, I will never go back on my word! But don't forget, if you lose, you will have to surrender and stay in Chongyang Palace with your senior brother, Master Lingzhi, for the rest of your life!"

The middle-aged man sneered and shouted, "A promise is a promise!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man waved to his men behind him, clearing a space for them.

Qiu Chuji didn't waste any more words. Holding his whisk, he slowly stepped out of the main hall.

"Brother!"

Hao Datong's expression turned solemn. He couldn't help but grab Qiu Chuji's arm, looking worriedly at Qiu Chuji, who had already decided not to involve the entire sect.

"It's okay, don't worry."

Qiu Chuji smiled, turned to Hao Datong, said something, and went straight to the stone steps, standing opposite the middle-aged man.

As the two were about to clash, Wang Chuyi, Hao Datong, and all the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect watched intently at the two on the stone steps, their faces filled with undisguised worry.

They knew in their hearts that the sect leader's power had not yet fully recovered, and he was likely no match for the middle-aged man!

They had already witnessed the middle-aged man's skills a month ago. At that time, he single-handedly turned the Quanzhen Sect upside down and injured more than a dozen Quanzhen Sect disciples!

At that time, Yin Zhiping and Zhao Zhijing were still in the northern desert and had not yet returned.

If Qiu Chuji hadn't intervened in time, many people would have died! So the two made a pact that day: the middle-aged man would return to Chongyang Palace a month later to challenge Qiu Chuji to a duel! If he could defeat Qiu Chuji, he could take away his senior brother, Master Lingzhi!

Although the middle-aged man claimed to be Lingzhi Shangren's junior brother, his martial arts skills far surpassed those of Lingzhi Shangren!

It should be noted that Master Lingzhi was a disciple of the Western Regions Tantric sect and was also a master of martial arts. If he had not been captured by Zhou Botong, the Old Urchin, on the summit of Mount Hua, who knows how many heroes of the martial arts world would have died at his hands!

Now, after many years, people from the Western Regions Tantric sect have suddenly come to the Central Plains, intending to bring back the Tantric sect's chief disciple, Master Lingzhi, from the hands of the Quanzhen sect!

"Let's take action!"

Qiu Chuji raised his hand in a gesture, then immediately focused his attention on the middle-aged man.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the middle-aged man, without even bothering with proper etiquette, launched a fierce attack on Qiu Chuji, unleashing deadly moves aimed straight for Qiu Chuji's vital points!

Qiu Chuji fought with all his might, not daring to relax for a moment, but it was clear that his opponent did not just want to determine a winner, but wanted to kill Qiu Chuji directly!

The two exchanged dangerous blows on the stone steps!

Qiu Chuji's skills were not at their peak to begin with, and as time went on, they gradually showed signs of decline!

Wang Chuyi and Hao Datong, standing at the entrance of the main hall, looked solemn and dared not relax for a moment. They would take immediate action as soon as they found Qiu Chuji in danger of losing his life.

Even if it breaks the rules of the martial arts world, we cannot watch Qiu Chuji die at the hands of the enemy!

However, the variables in this showdown came much earlier than they had imagined!

After fifty moves, Qiu Chuji suddenly felt his strength waning and was struck on the shoulder by the middle-aged man's palm, causing him to stagger back several steps!

Upon seeing this, Wang Chuyi and Hao Datong rushed out without hesitation. One supported the pale-faced Qiu Chuji, and the other blocked the middle-aged man who was about to unleash another killing move!

"Senior brother?! How are you?!"

Hao Datong quickly sealed several of Qiu Chuji's vital acupoints and asked with a worried expression.

"I'm fine..."

Qiu Chuji shook his head and said three words with difficulty, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood!

"Sect Leader?!"

Upon seeing this, the surrounding disciples became agitated and shouted as they tried to approach, but they were stopped by the twelve black-clad subordinates brought by the middle-aged man. It looked as if a melee was about to break out between the two sides!

"Go back!"

Wang Chuyi waved his hand and immediately stopped the group of disciples, because he knew that these people from the Tantric sect were all highly skilled and ruthless, and if they fought, there would probably be countless deaths and injuries!

"I never imagined that even the Quanzhen Sect, which claims to be the number one esoteric sect in the world, would be so unruly! They promised a duel, but now they're trying to gang up on us!"

"Wang Chongyang's disciples are nothing special! In my opinion, the Quanzhen Sect should be disbanded right here and now!"

The middle-aged man, holding a curved knife, looked at Qiu, Wang, and Hao with disdain, his words full of contempt.

"Shut up! My master was the foremost of the Five Great Masters in the world back then. You evil heretic are not worthy to mention his name!"

"Furthermore, the title of Quanzhen Sect as the number one mystical sect in the world is not self-proclaimed, but rather it is because heroes and valiant men throughout the world respect our Quanzhen Sect and unanimously call it the number one mystical sect in the world!"

"How could a madman from the Western Regions like you possibly understand?!"

Wang Chuyi glared angrily at the middle-aged man, his voice booming and reaching the ears of everyone present.

"But it's true that you ganged up on the few and broke the rules of the martial arts world, isn't it?!"

The middle-aged man frowned, his voice icy.

"You're wrong again! My senior brother, Master Changchun, recently lost some of his true energy and hasn't recovered his strength yet. It's wrong of you to take advantage of him in his time of need. If we're really going to talk about it, it was you who disregarded the code of the martial world first!"

"This competition should have been postponed until my senior brother had fully recovered his strength! But the Quanzhen Sect always keeps its word. If it was agreed to be today, then it is today!"

"However, since your victory over my senior brother was not honorable, then let me take my place and fight against you. Regardless of the outcome, our agreement will remain the same!"

"What is your opinion, sir?!"

Wang Chuyi snorted coldly, looked up at the middle-aged man with his head held high, showing no fear whatsoever.

Although he and his senior brother occasionally clashed in secret over the struggle for the position of sect leader, he did not hesitate for a moment when facing external enemies!

"Okay! I agree!"

"Since you want to die, then I'll grant your wish!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the middle-aged man made his move again!

"This person's moves are unpredictable and vicious, junior brother, be careful!"

Qiu Chuji, pale-faced, leaned against Hao Datong. Seeing that Wang Chuyi was about to take his place in the battle, he hurriedly shouted a reminder with all his might.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Chuyi was standing with the middle-aged man. In a flash, the two exchanged blows, creating a dangerous situation!

However, not long after, Wang Chuyi was on the verge of collapse and narrowly escaped death several times!

Seeing this, Qiu Chuji was disheartened. He immediately beckoned to Xiao Shiqi, who was not far away, and whispered, "Go and inform your senior brother Yin immediately, and tell him to take you and Zhiyuan away from Chongyang Palace!"

"Wherever he goes, he must never come back! Tell him that I will never care about him again, and he can do whatever he wants!"

Little Seventeen's eyes were red. After struggling and hesitating for a long time, she finally ran towards the back garden crying under Qiu Chuji's stern command.

"Find an opportunity to lead all the disciples away. Every one who can leave is one less. We cannot waste Master's life's work in vain. The Quanzhen Sect cannot be without successors!"

Immediately afterwards, Qiu Chuji gave Hao Datong some earnest instructions.

He knew that if no one could defeat that middle-aged man today, the Quanzhen Sect would be in grave danger! The other party would surely wipe them out!

"Senior brother..."

Hao Datong was agitated and kept shaking his head; he didn't want to abandon his senior brother like this.

"Go!"

Qiu Chuji gave Hao Datong a hard push and urged him in a deep voice.

Hao Datong nodded with difficulty, glanced at Qiu Chuji reluctantly, and got up to leave.

But just as he turned around, a muffled groan came, and then he saw that Wang Chuyi had been forced back by the middle-aged man with one move, blood splattering on his shoulder, and he was seriously injured!

"Brother!"

Upon seeing this, Hao Datong's eyes widened instantly, and he roared, having completely forgotten Qiu Chuji's earlier instructions. He drew his sword and charged directly at the middle-aged man who was heading straight for Wang Chuyi!

In the blink of an eye, Hao Datong and the middle-aged man were locked in a fierce battle!

However, Hao Datong, blinded by anger, had already lost his way and was no match for the middle-aged man. After a dozen or so moves, he was injured by the middle-aged man!

Seeing this, the Quanzhen Sect disciples around them no longer cared about a fair duel and roared as they rushed towards the stone steps, quickly engaging the twelve black-clad assassins in battle!

In an instant, shouts of killing filled the air outside the main hall of Chongyang Palace, creating utter chaos!

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