As Aizen in Naruto and Joined a Chat Group Chapter 493: Did I Let You Go?

"Is that Ning Hu’s waist token?!" Ding Mian strode forward and demanded loudly, "What did you do to them?"

"Oh, they were indeed acquaintances of yours, right?" Qu Feiyan blinked, not stopping them from snatching the waist token. "But when we saw them, they were aggressively surrounding the Liu manor in Hengshan. And they were saying this is the target, what did they mean by leaving no man, woman, child, or even chicken or dog behind?"

"Leaving no chicken or dog behind? Could it be that the Songshan Sect plans to take Liu Zhengfeng’s family as hostages?"

"I’m afraid it’s not just hostages. They might even intend to wipe out the Liu family."

"This, this is going too far, isn’t it?"

"In the martial world, troubles should not extend to families. Isn’t this something everyone knows?"

The people present began to discuss amongst themselves. Even though they lowered their voices, their words still reached the ears of Fei Bin and the others.

Fei Bin, Ding Mian, and Lu Bai’s faces began to look grim. They blamed Ning Hu and the others for ruining their plans. If they had successfully captured Liu Zhengfeng’s family, it would have been a done deal.

The problem was that not only did they fail to capture them, but they also got themselves into trouble.

Qu Feiyan watched Fei Bin and the others’ faces darken, and continued to provoke them. "My master thinks they weren’t people from your esteemed righteous sect, but rather like robbers and bandits. So, he took it upon himself to capture and kill them. Surely you righteous people of Songshan wouldn’t blame us, would you?"

Hiss.

Everyone present gasped and their faces showed expressions of utter shock. To dare to openly say they killed their people in front of the Songshan Sect’s protectors was, in a way, unprecedented for this master and disciple duo.

This was equivalent to stomping on the Songshan Sect’s reputation. Even the most good-tempered person probably couldn’t accept this.

As expected.

As soon as Qu Feiyan finished speaking, Ding Mian let out a cold laugh. "Good, good! You twist reality! How dare you scoundrels of the demonic sect act like this, killing my Songshan disciples? Do you really think the righteous path has no one?" Before his words even finished, his fist was already raised and swinging towards Qu Feiyan.

Ding Mian wasn’t an idiot. He had already seen that this child in front of him had some skill. So, he didn’t prepare his stance but attacked directly with a sneak attack.

However, to his surprise, his punch missed.

Qu Feiyan in front of him disappeared from his spot like a phantom. Ding Mian only realized when he turned his head that the other person had already appeared beside the young man in white at some point.

"So scary, thank you, Master!" Qu Feiyan said with a mischievous grin, patting his chest as if faking being scared.

"Today, I will teach you a sword technique. How much you learn depends on your own talent." Li Mochou ignored her playful disciple, put away her fan, and took out her long sword.

"Are you master and disciple really going to oppose our Songshan sect?" Ding Mian narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "I advise you, it’s still not too late to turn back! Otherwise..."

"You’d better draw your long sword and say goodbye to it now, or you won’t get another chance later." Li Mochou’s voice was clear and cool, said indifferently.

"Arrogant!" Ding Mian was furious and gritted his teeth. "You brought this upon yourself!" He still didn’t draw his sword but lunged at Li Mochou. His hands moved rapidly, pushing forward fiercely.

Whoosh.

A terrifying surge of energy erupted, forming a biting gale.

Ding Mian was indeed the Grand Protector of the Songshan Sect. His martial arts skills were a notch higher than Fei Bin’s before. His move made the surrounding martial artists secretly cheer.

What a great palm technique!

However, Li Mochou did not dodge or block. She thrust her sword forward against the palm strike. This sword move was peculiar. Although it was within the range of the palm strike, it precisely avoided all the palm’s energy, as if it had found the most accurate opening and went straight for Ding Mian’s face.

Astonishment.

At this moment, Yue Buqun’s eyes were wide open, and his face was stunned. He had already seen the wonder of this sword technique. It was a complete counter-attack!

This sword technique, could it be...

"The Nine Solitary Swords, long lost?" Abbess Dingyi directly provided the answer, exclaiming, "How is this possible?"

Facing the incoming sword strike from Ding Mian, his eyes were filled with dread. He quickly stopped his forward momentum and turned back. But Li Mochou’s long sword was like maggot attached to bone, sticking closely to him.

As Ding Mian took half a step back, a cross-shaped sword net had formed in front of him. It enveloped and covered him completely from all directions.

I’ll give it my all!

At this critical moment, Ding Mian’s will to survive erupted completely. He spread his palms and swiped them horizontally at the sword net in front of him.

Bang.

Sword and palm met, and the air suddenly vibrated with a loud noise. Countless bursts of energy shot out. At this moment, Ding Mian felt a surge of extremely pure and yang true energy flow into his body, making him feel like he was being burned by a fierce sun.

Gasp.

Li Mochou raised her sword again and slashed horizontally. A spurt of blood erupted from Ding Mian’s throat, splashing onto the ground.

The Grand Protector of the Songshan Sect fell to the ground in such a humiliating manner. His eyes remained wide open in death, clearly dying with unfinished business.

"Brother Ding!" "Brother!" Fei Bin and Lu Bai cried out in grief and lunged towards Li Mochou together.

However, just as they were about to get close, a wave of air suddenly surged from Li Mochou’s body. The terrifying impact directly knocked them over, leaving them sprawled on the ground on their backs.

What terrifying internal energy!

Everyone present gasped and showed expressions of extreme horror. They had never witnessed such a scene in their lives, being able to knock over masters like Fei Bin and Lu Bai with just internal energy.

"How much did you learn?" Li Mochou ignored them any further and asked Qu Feiyan, looking at him.

"Two-tenths?" Qu Feiyan remained silent for a moment before answering.

"And you?" Li Mochou then shifted her gaze to Liu Qing.

"Half a tenth..." Liu Qing replied honestly.

"Your talents are still too poor. We’ll need to strengthen your training when we get back." Li Mochou sighed helplessly. "Alas."

This is still poor talent?

The martial artists present were all dumbfounded. Most of them hadn’t even seen how Li Mochou made her move just now. They only saw two streaks of white light, and Ding Mian was down.

Let alone half a tenth, what did they count as, who couldn’t even see the "caliber"?

"Good, very good!" Fei Bin got up from the ground and declared, "Our Songshan Sect will never let this matter go. You just wait!" With that, he was about to carry Ding Mian’s body away.

However, Li Mochou blocked their path, holding her long sword, and said indifferently, "Wait, did I let you go?"

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