Chapter 37: Wan Diao

  Looking at Gu Yinghua's painful expression, Liu Suizhen didn't know how to express his emotions. He was like a child who had done something wrong, lowering his head and not knowing what to do. After a long time, he finally said: "I understand."

  This sentence made Gu Yinghua even more disappointed, but also made her stronger: "It's okay, I'll go to the water pool outside and wipe my face. After crying, I feel much better, not to mention after entering this Tian Nu Temple, I feel like a whole person has relaxed!"

  Liu followed the cloud but didn't dare look up at Gu Yinghua's disappointed expression, he could only say: "Miss Gu, you should rest more, I'll go get some water."

  It wasn't until he walked out of the Temple of Heaven that he realized there were no basins or teapots around him, so he had to use his hands to scoop up some water. The pool water was icy and clear, but Liu Suiyun's heart didn't feel good, it was all tangled up, and he always felt like he had done something wrong.

  Should I apologize to Gu Yinghua? At least she told me such private matters, and even got to the point where I could pick them up at will. Was I too ruthless? As Liu Su Yun thought about it, he walked back and forth with a bowl of water in his hands, but suddenly heard a loud roar in the air: "Liu Su Yun, you killed Xiao Shui, now let you taste the pain of losing a loved one!"

  "This is Ma Qianjun's voice, he declared with a fierce killing intent: 'I am the only one now, if you don't come out and fight me, I will kill Yu Changkong this old thief with one palm!'"

  As soon as the words were spoken, Liu Suizhen heard a familiar cry of despair in the distance. No matter if Ma Qianjun was alone or not, he knew that this time he could no longer retreat. He sprinted towards the mountain slope in front of the temple like an arrow off the string, gripping his knife and sword tightly, ready to abandon all worries and engage in a life-or-death duel with Ma Qianjun.

  His speed was like a gust of wind, and with a flick of his wrist, he had already killed the wild grass that had let out a mournful cry. He didn't hesitate, directly drawing his sword to charge in, but before him, there was no sign of Ma Qianjun's figure, only a middle-aged man with a bloodied and mangled body - none other than Yu Changkong. Liu Suizhen couldn't help but let out a loud cry: "Damn it! We've fallen into Ma Qianjun's 'Tiger Leaving the Mountain' trap!"

  Ma Qianjun's voice had already come out from the Tian Nu Temple behind him: "Liu Suizhen, you now also know the taste of losing a loved one? Also know what heartache feels like? But this is not enough, far from enough. I'm waiting for you in the Tian Nu Temple, waiting to appreciate your despair and struggle, waiting to hear the sound of your shattered heart! Xiao Shui, I've arrived!"

  The voices in front of Ma Qianjun were all murderous, but when it came to the last mention of "Xiaoshui", they became affectionate and silent. Liu Suiyun didn't have time to analyze what was behind Ma Qianjun's voice, his left hand probed towards Yu Changkong's neck, and he almost lost all his strength, almost falling directly to the ground, his heart cut like a knife, his mind in chaos.

  Changkong Shu is gone! Just as Ma Qianjun said, he has tasted the pain of losing a loved one. No matter how ruthless and rational his judgment was, he had a deep emotional attachment to Changkong Shu. He blamed himself in his heart, hated himself even more, and didn't know why he lost his usual calmness and cleverness, falling into Ma Qianjun's trap.

  Until he heard Gu Yinghua's painful moan, Liu Suoyun finally came back from his daze. Ma Qianjun didn't know that this was his best chance to strike, and he had already taken control of the defenseless Gu Yinghua: "Liu Suoyun, if you have the ability, then run! Later, I'll punch Gu Xiaojie to death with one fist, and let you taste the feeling of losing your loved one!"

  Liu Suiyun had already wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes, and the mountain wind on Kill Tiger Ridge had calmed him down. He muttered to himself: "I don't owe any debts, whether it's emotional debt, monetary debt, or personal favors. So Liu Suiyun, ah Liu Suiyun, Miss Gu's safety is much more important than your own life and death. You must send Miss Gu to Yuanzhou."

  He once again rushed towards the Temple of the Heavenly Maiden like a whirlwind, fearless whether there were a thousand soldiers or truly thousands of horses and soldiers in front of him.

  The Tiangong Temple was just a moment away, and under the last rays of the setting sun, Liu Su Yun saw Ma Qian Jun standing in front of the statue of the Heavenly Goddess, one hand grasping the slender white neck of Gu Ying Hua. Seeing Liu Su Yun appear, he smiled ferociously: "Liu Su Yun, didn't you feel bad just now? I was thinking that if you didn't show up, I would directly crush this woman's neck!"

  Gu Yinghua was lifted into the air by Ma Qianjun, almost unable to breathe. Her struggles were in vain as she couldn't move. Her originally clean and pretty face had even turned slightly green due to suffocation. Liu Suoyun angrily shouted: "Put her down! Come at me!"

  Ma Qianjun suddenly became very excited, and he finally gave Gu Yinghua a chance to catch her breath: "That's right, I'm coming for you! Let me introduce myself, I am Ma Qianjun, a 47-year-old old man!"

  Liu Suiyun could be said to have been familiar with Ma Qianjun, a fellow townsman, from a young age. He had heard Ma's name countless times, but this was the first time he had come into formal contact with him: "Liu Suiyun, 24 years old, servant of Miss Gu Yinghua, let her go if you're a man!"

  Ma Qianjun's face turned gloomy, and he grabbed Gu Yinghua's collar with a swift motion: "I've smelled the scent of Xiao Shui! Indeed, it was you who killed Xiao Shui! I will make you pay a heavy price for this!"

  "Xuan Shui?" Liu Su Yun said this name at the first time: "Is it Xuan Shui?"

  He even understood what Ma Qianjun meant by "the taste of small water", and he wasn't using the Extreme Yuan Huang Lei's Divine Record to absorb at least several dozen pounds of spiritual blood from Xuan Shui Jun, and finally refining these spiritual blood into a drop of essence that seeped into his own body, no wonder Ma Qianjun smelled it out as soon as they met.

  Ma Qianjun's voice was filled with emotion: "That's right, it's Xiao Shui, you will taste the anger of an old man!"

  "Let Miss Gu go, let's have a man-to-man showdown!"

  Liu Suiyun was still quite confident about his own battle with Ma Qianjun, he knew that the leader of the Ma gang had been grinding in the Yuanlong boundary for many years, but if there were no strange encounters in this life, it would be hopeless to break through the mountain boundary.

  "I'm also a martial artist in the Yuanlong realm, although I'm slightly inferior to Ma Qianjun. However, with my dual cultivation of Wu Dao and the help of the Tianlei Starfall Sword, I have a 60-70% chance of winning: 'A man should speak with his fists!'"

  "That's right! A duel between men shouldn't involve any fancy tricks, just let your fists do the talking!" Ma Qianjun was consumed by endless killing intent and anger, and she lifted Gu Yinghua into mid-air again: "Throw over your sword, or I'll give Miss Gu a little tap like this!"

  As he spoke, he casually punched the ground with his fist, and the bluestone slab emitted a crisp cracking sound. Liu Suoyun had only taken a glance when she sucked in a cold breath - this Ma Qianjun was really too exaggerated!

  These bluestones on the ground were all transported by Liu Suizhen himself from the depths of Luoxing Mountain, one footprint at a time. Although they are not sacred materials, they have the advantage of being extremely solid. Even if swords and knives were to strike them, they might not be able to leave much of a mark. But now, Ma Qianjun's punch has struck down, and an entire bluestone slab has been shattered into dozens or even hundreds of fragments.

  "Ten thousand thunderbolts! This is ten thousand thunderbolts!"

  Liu Suiyun immediately recognized that Ma Qianjun's punch actually contained the meaning of Wan Jun realm, how is this possible?

  To know, above the Yuan Dragon is the famous Ji Shan Boundary, where a cow is separated by a mountain and a person is injured in the void. Above the Ji Shan Boundary is the Long Lin Boundary, where one's body is protected by external skills that have reached the realm of transformation. Even if swords and knives are added to the body, there will be no damage at all. And above the Long Lin Boundary is this Wan Jun Boundary.

  It is said that with a single punch, one can even blast to death fellow cultivators of the same rank. This can be considered the highest achievement for warriors before reaching the Three Flowers Crowned Peak.

  This Ma Qianjun is just a martial artist with a Yu Long realm cultivation, how can this punch have such an unmatched fierce and powerful feeling, it actually blasted a bluestone slab into dozens of almost identical fragments. To say nothing of blasting the delicate Di Di's Gu Yinghua, even if it were to blast himself, Liu Suizhen, there is also a possibility that he would be directly blasted into powder and dust.

  It was just then that Liu Su thought of the reason: "Is it because of Xuan Shui?"

  Ma Qianjun ignored Liu Suizhen's question: "Throw over all your weapons, otherwise you know what kind of ending it would be if this punch lands on Miss Gu's body! You throw down your weapons and we'll have a man-to-man duel with fists!"

  Liu Suiyun did not believe in Ma Qianjun's promise. Ma Qianjun, who had suddenly transcended three realms and was now far superior to his original self, had given up the Tianlei Starfall Sword after their duel, which had been a desperate struggle for survival. Based on Liu Suiyun's understanding, this leader of the Ma clan was not someone who kept his promises.

  "Throw the weapon over, let this little girl go, I'll show you what an old man's anger is like, I'll smash you into the wall and kill you alive! Otherwise, I'll punch this little girl into a pulp with one fist, you also know how much strength I have in this fist!"

  Gu Yinghua struggled desperately, making indistinct sounds from her throat: "Go away... don't... bother me... go away... don't fall for it!"

  Liu Suizhen's eyes had a fierce and cannibalistic glint, but Ma Qianjun didn't put Liu Suizhen's anger in his heart at all. He poured all his thunderous energy into his hands and said, "Throw the weapon over, otherwise this little girl will be a pile of minced meat, three, two..."

  Liu followed the cloud, tightly locking his eyebrows, and the sword that never left his side had already been thrown out. Only Ma Qianjun's triumphant and arrogant laughter was left in the Temple of the Heavenly Maiden.

  "Do you think I'll keep my promise?"