Wo Long's Nine Flying Daggers were unpredictable and tricky in their angles, and these three blood arrows were even more so.
The moment the three blood arrows were shot, they vanished into thin air. When they reappeared, they were less than a sliver of distance from Shan Yuan.
Facing such fast and strange blood arrows, Master Shan Yuan had no room to dodge. He could only activate his Pure Yang Wu Ji Technique to forcefully resist the three blood arrows.
In an instant, three blood arrows struck Master Shan Yuan's abdomen, heart, and throat, but they were all forcefully withstood by his Pure Yang Wu Ji Technique.
"What?"
Seeing that Master Shan Yuan was impervious to weapons, everyone present was astonished. Was this the power of a Heavenly Realm expert?
However, what others didn't know was that forcefully resisting Wo Long's flying daggers and blood arrows with the Pure Yang Wu Ji Technique, even Shan Yuan, a Heavenly Realm cultivator, suffered internal injuries.
He must die. If this child isn't eliminated, he will surely be a calamity in the future.
Shen Lang alone is already terrifying. Having Shen Lang gain another junior brother is like making an enemy for herself.
"Kid, I've seen your skills. Do you have any other tricks? If not, I'll take your life now."
Shan Yuan had withstood Wo Long's attacks consecutively. Although he was unharmed, he had lost face and was now enraged. He was about to get serious.
"As expected of a Heavenly Realm cultivator, to survive my Moon Shadow Flying Daggers and Sorrowful Small Arrows without dying. I am truly impressed."
Facing Shan Yuan's fury, Wo Long didn't care at all. He smiled and said, "I originally thought I could kill you, a Heavenly Realm expert, with my Moon Shadow Flying Daggers and Sorrowful Small Arrows. Now it seems there is a vast difference between the Earth Realm and the Heavenly Realm. Fine, I apologize for my previous arrogance."
Saying this, Wo Long raised his hand and drew back the nine Moon Shadow Flying Daggers and three Sorrowful Small Arrows into his hand. He then retreated behind Shen Lang and said, "Senior Brother, I've made my move. From now on, it's up to you."
"Alright, go have a cup of tea and rest for a bit. I'll handle this old fellow."
Shen Lang patted Wo Long's shoulder, smiled, and then walked directly to Shan Yuan, saying, "As the saying goes, it's better to tear down ten temples than to break up one marriage. Master, this is my joyous occasion, and you've come here to cause trouble. You've gone too far. You've truly angered me."
"Shen Lang, you scoundrel, is this a case of 'officials are allowed to set fire while commoners are forbidden to light lamps'?"
As soon as Shen Lang finished speaking, Kong Wu Dao's voice rang out. Everyone looked over and saw Kong Wu Dao and Qi Tuo Jiang striding in, followed by over a dozen reporters with cameras and video equipment.
"Kong Wu Dao, it's you again, you scoundrel. Are you a persistent ghost?"
Shen Lang knew Kong Wu Dao was not one to stay quiet, but he never expected him to show up on his wedding day. He was furious.
"Shen Lang, you're furious when others cause trouble at your wedding. What about when you caused trouble at Young Master Qi's wedding and snatched his fiancée?"
Kong Wu Dao smiled and raised his hand, gesturing to the dozen reporters. "Everyone, quick, look. This scoundrel in the groom's attire is Shen Lang. Not only did he hook up with someone else's fiancée, but he also snatched her away."
"I can't believe it. In this world, how can there be such a despicable and depraved person? I can't believe such an ugly and wicked villain can still get married."
"Click—"
"Click—"
Kong Wu Dao put on a show of deep grief and indignation, while the cameras and video recorders in the hands of the dozen reporters clicked and whirred incessantly, turning the lively wedding scene into something else entirely.
"Ah—"
"Ah—"
"Ah—"
Just as Kong Wu Dao was about to continue his performance, suddenly, the nine Moon Shadow Daggers and three Sorrowful Small Arrows shot out simultaneously. They didn't hurt anyone, but they destroyed all the cameras and video recorders in the reporters' hands, causing the reporters to let out cries of pain and heartbreak.
"Who's there?"
Kong Wu Dao was furious that his performance was being disrupted and shouted.
"Bang—"
As Kong Wu Dao's words fell, Wo Long appeared in front of Kong Wu Dao with a single step and, without a word, kicked him.
Kong Wu Dao was no ordinary person. He quickly dodged Wo Long's attack and, after evading, counterattacked with a punch aimed directly at Wo Long's heart. However, the moment it hit Wo Long, a terrifying force from within Wo Long repelled him three steps back.
"Who are you?"
Because they didn't want it known that Master Shan Yuan's rampage at the wedding was instigated by Kong Wu Dao and Qi Tuo Jiang, Kong Wu Dao and Qi Tuo Jiang deliberately arrived late. They hadn't witnessed the fight between Wo Long and Shan Yuan and were completely unaware of the sudden appearance of Wo Long, hence their confusion.
"Listen up, Shen Lang is my Senior Brother. My name is Wo Long."
Wo Long looked at Kong Wu Dao, his face filled with anger, and said, "Today is my Senior Brother's joyous wedding day. You scoundrel, where did you find so many disreputable reporters to spread rumors and cause trouble? Are you tired of living?"
"Wo Long?"
Kong Wu Dao had never heard this name before. He exchanged glances with Qi Tuo Jiang and found that Qi Tuo Jiang also looked puzzled.
"Haha, I wondered who it was. So it's Shen Lang's junior brother. Not bad. Looking at your physique and temperament, you are indeed birds of a feather."
Kong Wu Dao took out a white folding fan and gently fanned himself, speaking sarcastically.
"Bang—"
As soon as Kong Wu Dao finished speaking, Wo Long's eyes turned cold. He lunged forward and delivered a heavy punch directly at Kong Wu Dao. Kong Wu Dao raised his hand to block, but his martial arts cultivation was no match for Wo Long. He was instantly repelled seven or eight steps back.
After retreating seven or eight steps, before Kong Wu Dao could regain his balance, Wo Long spotted an opening and lunged forward again, throwing another punch at Kong Wu Dao. As Kong Wu Dao frantically tried to defend himself, Wo Long quickly tapped his left middle and ring fingers onto Kong Wu Dao's chest, instantly sending Kong Wu Dao flying ten meters away, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Young Master Kong—"
Seeing Kong Wu Dao injured, Qi Tuo Jiang cried out. At the same time, a woman of unparalleled beauty, dressed in blue, rushed out. She drew a soft sword from her waist and, with a flick of her wrist, swung her sword directly at Wo Long.
This woman was none other than Kong Wu Dao's strategist, Yu Linling.
Yu Linling's sword was so fast that even afterimages couldn't be caught. Each swing forced Wo Long to take a step back. In less than ten seconds, she unleashed hundreds of sword strikes, forcing Wo Long back hundreds of steps.
"Shadowless Sword?"
Wo Long quickly recovered from his shock. Looking at Yu Linling, he smiled and said, "I didn't expect such a beauty to be skilled with a sword, and such an accomplished swordsman at that. I underestimated you."