The moment their eyes met, they launched their attacks without any unnecessary words.

They both knew that in a martial world duel, what mattered was victory or defeat, and what was seen was life or death. When there was no need for explanations and no need to distinguish right from wrong, the greatest correctness was seeing your opponent fall to the ground, lifeless.

It wasn't that there was no right or wrong in the martial world, it was just that black and white, good and evil, came after the clash of fists and swords, not before.

Thirteen Absolute Hands bloomed like fireworks.

The Qi of the Death Severing Blade howled like the north wind.

The moment the two exchanged blows, their speed reached its extreme. Their attacks became increasingly unpredictable amidst the constant changes. The shadows of their hands and the light of their blades were like reeds dancing in a wild wind, making it impossible to tell whether the wind was carrying the reeds or the reeds were leading the wind.

In just a blink of an eye, Lin Zhao's figure split into ten, pressing towards her opponent in a cooperative formation. Countless claw shadows were like a blizzard covering the sky and the sun. The whistling sound of her ten fingers tearing through the air was shrill and piercing, as if every snowflake was screaming in terror.

Jun Jixue stood like a snow pine in the wind, his long hair, tied behind his back, flying wildly, yet his figure remained unmoving.

The moment Lin Zhao's claw shadows reflected in Jun Jixue's eyes, the ten figures suddenly disappeared, leaving only Jun Jixue standing with his blade in the middle of the battlefield.

Thirteen Absolute Hands—Absolute Shadow!

When Lin Zhao's figure disappeared, it meant that Lin Zhao's speed had reached its limit, so much so that the human eye could no longer capture her figure.

In the next instant, Jun Jixue's shoulder trembled slightly, and he took half a step back.

The moment Jun Jixue's toes touched the ground, the blade in his hand and the blood on his shoulder shot out at the same time.

After the sound of fingertips rubbing against the blade, Jun Jixue's Miao blade was already resting on Lin Zhao's neck.

Jun Jixue saw through Lin Zhao's attack route, but he also knew that he couldn't match Lin Zhao's Thirteen Absolute Hands in speed, so he simply risked a serious shoulder injury to take Lin Zhao's claw.

The backward step he took was to dissolve the force of Lin Zhao's claw.

It wasn't until he stepped forward and drew his blade that the blood on his shoulder burst out.

That was the reason why the light of the blade and the light of the blood burst forth at the same time!

Lin Zhao felt the opponent's long blade pressing against her shoulder and instinctively wanted to retaliate, but before she could raise her hands past her chest, she lowered them again. She knew that she had lost.

If they fought again, Lin Zhao might not necessarily be Jun Jixue's opponent, but Jun Jixue's style of trading injury for life had found a gap in Lin Zhao's Thirteen Absolute Hands, deciding the victory or defeat with one strike.

Lin Zhao was unwilling, but what could she do about it?

In the martial world, one should never trust luck, and there would never be a second chance.

Lin Zhao closed her eyes as her hands fell to her sides.

But at this moment, Jun Jixue withdrew his long blade: "Let's go! Take me to find Li Po!"

Lin Zhao was stunned: "What are you..."

Jun Jixue said in a deep voice: "I'll clean up the mess that Wang Peng made!"

After Jun Jixue finished speaking, he turned around and walked out. Lin Zhao quickly followed: "I don't understand what you mean."

Jun Jixue said: "First, Wang Peng's actions were not done with my consent. I can't take the blame for this."

"Since I, Jun Jixue, have come openly, I can't act with secret malice. Even if I have to use schemes and tricks, I have to let Li Po know that I, Jun Jixue, am the one who made the move."

"Second, Li Po has his principles in doing things. I have my own bottom line. The only way to make an opponent like Li Po truly submit is to defeat him head-on."

"I, Jun Jixue, have always treated worthy opponents in this way."

"Third, I, Jun Jixue, don't want anyone to influence my actions. Not even my direct superior. My people can only be ordered by me, and my opponents can only be killed by me."

"No one can touch my, Jun Jixue's, bottom line!"

Lin Zhao looked at Jun Jixue's profile: "You really are a strange person."

Jun Jixue laughed: "Aren't the people of Liangjie Tang strange?"

"That's true!" Lin Zhao subconsciously responded. Jun Jixue burst out laughing: "Liangjie Tang, interesting! Let's go! If we're late, Li Po might take the bait."

Jun Jixue noticed that Lin Zhao behind him hadn't moved, and couldn't help but stop: "Don't you trust me?"

Lin Zhao later told me that she didn't trust Jun Jixue at the time. It was like betting Liangjie Tang on Jun Jixue's character.

Character was the easiest thing to bet on, and the easiest thing to lose.

Lin Zhao didn't know why, but after a moment's hesitation, she believed Jun Jixue: "I'll take you there."

Jun Jixue smiled: "Aren't you going to call Liangjie Tang? Those five groups of people aren't easy to deal with!"

While contacting Lao Liu, Lin Zhao hurried towards Zao Mu Village.

The situation on my side had also changed.

The puppet in Ye Yang's hand had completely taken shape, but the flying long hair had not yet been coiled on top of its head.

Was it that Ye Yang hadn't made a move yet? Or was it that the ghost was unwilling to relive the scene of that year, and didn't want to "marry" again?

The things here started to not make sense!

While my thoughts were still spinning, a cold laugh suddenly came from a distance.

The giggling laughter suddenly rose from the roadside, and the wedding suona stopped abruptly.

As I turned to look at the roadside, with my back to the wedding procession of ghosts, a sense of unease suddenly arose.

I only turned my head slightly and saw that the wedding procession seemed to be infected by the laughter, and everyone looked at me with a sneer.