The imposing presence of Zhenwu Hall and Yang Cheng did indeed cause the Song family members to lose their composure.
They had been somewhat confident before, but now that they saw so many elites from the Zhenwu Hall, their confidence suddenly waned.
At this moment, Song Xianyuan looked at Song Zhongji next to Yang Cheng with some curiosity.
He thought his son might have met with some misfortune, or if he hadn't died, he would have been severely tortured and had his martial arts skills crippled.
But to everyone's surprise, Song Joong-ki seemed to be fine, looking quite well. He even rode a horse alongside Yang Cheng, appearing to be a trusted confidant.
Yang Cheng arrived with great momentum, but Song Xianyuan did not dare to confront him too directly.
One reason was that he lacked confidence, and the other was, of course, that his son was still in the other party's hands.
Therefore, Song Xianyuan politely stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Greetings, Grand Commander Yang."
I have heard that my son has been ignorant and offended the Grand Commander. I hope the Grand Commander will forgive him.
My Song family has never had any conflict with the imperial court. If the Grand Commander-in-Chief is to hold my Song family accountable because of my son, I, Song Xianyuan, will bear all the responsibility. I hope Grand Commander-in-Chief Yang will spare my Song family.
Song Xianyuan was a competent head of the family.
He took the blame upon himself. Yang Cheng could kill or punish him at will, as long as he didn't give Yang Cheng an excuse to attack the entire Song family.
In fact, Yang Cheng was actually planning to use Song Zhongji as an excuse to force the Song family to hand over the Heavenly Blade Manual.
However, now that Song Joong-ki is behaving so obediently, and even willing to act as a guide and proactively disclose information about the Song family, Yang Cheng naturally cannot use him as an excuse.
Riding on his horse, Yang Cheng said with a half-smile, "Patriarch Song, you are the patriarch of the Song family. Aren't your affairs also the affairs of the Song family?"
"You cannot bear the consequences of what happened today. If I wanted your Song family's Heavenly Blade Manual, could you bear that too?"
Before Song Xianyuan could say anything, Song Xiancheng stepped forward and said coldly, "Yang Cheng! You want to seize the Heavenly Blade Manual of my Song family? You're dreaming!"
Do you think that just because your Zhenwu Hall is backed by the imperial court and you, Yang Cheng, are so powerful, you can act recklessly?
We, the Song family, practice swordsmanship with unwavering resolve—we would rather break than bend, and we would rather die than submit!
Even if you slaughter my Song family today, my Song family will still severely damage your Zhenwu Hall!
Yang Cheng squinted and said, "You're really tough, aren't you? You're not even afraid of wiping out your entire family?"
However, you're wrong about one thing: I don't need the support of the imperial court.
Confucian scholars use their literary skills to disrupt the law, while chivalrous individuals use their martial arts to break the law.
What happens in the martial world should be settled within the martial world itself. Your so-called rules have always been based on the law of the jungle. The Song family of Tian Dao has risen to prominence over the years, and how many forces have been destroyed by your hands?
So don't make it sound so tragic, like you've done something incredibly heroic.
Our Zhenwu Hall does not prohibit martial arts, but rather suppresses them. The imperial court has its rules, and the martial arts world has its rules.
But the rules of this martial world are not set by you, but by me, Yang Cheng!
Furthermore, with the Song family patriarch and ancestor present today, who are you to dare spout such nonsense?
As Yang Cheng finished speaking, the Divine Bow Phoenix Hunter appeared in his hand. The bow was drawn to its fullest extent, and sharp silver bullets condensed in Yang Cheng's hand before suddenly bursting out!
The speed of this strike was beyond anyone's imagination.
The expression on Song Ke's face changed instantly. He unleashed his inner energy and charged towards Song Xiancheng.
But at that moment, the silver bullet arrived in front of Song Xiancheng. Its extreme sharpness tore through Song Xiancheng's protective aura almost instantly, and pierced through his head in a flash!
No one expected that Yang Cheng would act so suddenly, and Song Xiancheng, one of the powerful figures in the Song family, died on the spot.
Song Kemeng drew his long sword from behind him and pointed it at Yang Cheng, shouting angrily, "Yang Cheng! Are you determined to fight to the death with the Song family today?"
Yang Cheng dismounted, sheathed the Phoenix Hunting Bow, and the Soul-Severing Spear appeared in his hand. He said calmly, "A fight to the death? That's not my choice, but the choice of your Song family."
Why are you unwilling to hand over the Heavenly Blade Manual? Are you afraid that I will learn your Song family's Heavenly Blade technique, or are you afraid that I will develop a technique to counter your Song family's Heavenly Blade technique?
You'll soon find out that all your worries and anxieties are unfounded!
As Yang Cheng finished speaking, he seemed to transform into a black and red demonic shadow, his speed suddenly exploding to the extreme, and he appeared in front of Song Ke in the blink of an eye!
In an instant, Yang Cheng's body was filled with golden divine light and black yin energy. When he thrust out his spear, it was like a demonic dragon ascending to the sky. The extreme evil and the boundless power roared up, and the power was like that of a god or demon descending!
According to Song Joong-ki, dealing with a martial arts fanatic like Song Ke is actually quite simple. As long as you completely break him down and utterly destroy what he is proud of, he will stop resisting.
Therefore, Yang Cheng used all his strength almost from the very beginning, displaying the same power he had shown when fighting Zuo Yuan and even Dugu Cheng.
Faced with this powerful and ferocious attack that seemed to come from a god or demon, Song Ke felt a chill run down his spine, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.
In his youth, he challenged the Shaolin Temple abbot, the Arhat Du'e, Fakong. Although he lost, he shattered Fakong's golden body with a single strike.
However, the immense pressure Yang Cheng exerted on him today made Song Ke feel as if he were a god or demon, so powerful it was terrifying!
The long sword in Song Ke's hand was an ordinary black iron long sword, without even a single extra pattern, except that the blade was faintly tinged with crimson.
In his youth, Song Ke roamed the Central Plains and even the martial arts world beyond the Great Wall with his sword, fighting countless swordsmen. In each battle, he would collect the broken swords of his opponents, and then use these broken swords to extract refined iron to forge his long sword.
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