Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

Although the sound was as small as a mosquito and as thin as a gossamer, it instantly touched his usually alert and sensitive nerves. It was like a string that was extremely taut in the quiet night and was suddenly plucked by an invisible hand, sending out a series of subtle but audible echoes.

Although the voice was light, it was like a violent storm, which made Yuan Chengzhi's mind involuntarily shaken. He involuntarily stopped the words that were about to come out and frowned immediately.

For a moment, Yuan Chengzhi's face suddenly looked extremely pale, and a barely perceptible trace of panic and alertness flashed in his deep eyes. His heart suddenly tightened, as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest.

It made it difficult for him to breathe, and his years of experience in the martial arts world told him that this was not a good sign.

"not good!"

These two words were almost squeezed out from between Yuan Chengzhi's teeth, low and powerful, full of an unquestionable sense of urgency. As the words fell, Yuan Chengzhi's whole body involuntarily tensed up.

"There are hidden weapons!!!"

This sudden exclamation, like a thunderclap across the night sky, instantly broke the tranquility and peace around him. Yuan Chengzhi's heart was suddenly startled, and an ominous premonition quickly spread throughout his body like ice.

He cried out inwardly that something was wrong, and his eyes immediately became extremely sharp, as if they could see through all the secrets of the world. His gaze instantly locked onto the tiny object that was flying towards him at a rapid speed, flashing a cold light in the sunlight.

Each of the ten [Ice Soul Silver Needles] was as thin as a hair, but contained a terrifying chill that was enough to kill a person. They were like ten silver lightning bolts, shooting straight at them at an incredible speed.

The air around them seemed to have condensed into a thin layer of frost due to their rapid arrival.

At this critical moment, Yuan Chengzhi had only one thought in his mind - to save people! He was so eager to save people that he had no time to think about it. All his actions were based on instinct and intuition.

Yuan Chengzhi stretched out his left hand at lightning speed without any hesitation or delay. It was completely out of an instinctive desire to protect. He subconsciously hugged Jiao Wan'er's slender waist, which was closer to him, tightly.

At that moment, Yuan Chengzhi could feel Jiao Wan'er's delicate body trembling slightly and her helplessness at this moment, which made Yuan Chengzhi feel a strong sense of responsibility and desire to protect her.

At the same time, the profound internal force of "Hunyuan Gong" in Yuan Chengzhi's body surged like a rushing river, and he performed the light skill [Climbing the Clouds and Riding the Dragon] without hesitation.

Yuan Chengzhi seemed to be freed from the ground in an instant. His figure became as light and graceful as riding on clouds. His left hand tightly embraced Jiao Wan'er's soft and elastic waist.

For a moment, a wonderful tacit understanding and connection seemed to have arisen between Yuan Chengzhi and Jiao Wan'er, as if they had merged into one, facing this sudden crisis together. They rose from the ground, and their figures drew a smooth and graceful arc in the air.

Like a meteor across the sky, they leaped up and dodged the extremely vicious [Ice Soul Silver Needles] hidden weapons shot by Li Mochou. Those silver needles whizzed past the corners of their clothes with a biting chill and the threat of death.

Yuan Chengzhi and Jiao Wan'er narrowly avoided the deadly hidden weapon [Ice Soul Silver Needle]. The air around them seemed to still linger with the cold breath of the silver needle, which made people feel palpitations and fear.

At this moment, Yuan Chengzhi was so eager to save people that he seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and completely forgot that Xia Qingqing, who was jealous and sulking, was sitting next to him.

Because Yuan Chengzhi's attention is now fully focused on the unknown threat that is about to come. His eyes reveal firmness and determination, as if he wants to keep all dangers out.

"what!!"

Suddenly, a terrified scream broke through the tense and solemn atmosphere. It turned out to be Xia Qingqing who was sulking alone. Her beautiful eyes as clear as autumn water inadvertently caught a glimpse of the ten [Ice Soul Silver Needles] flying at her at a rapid speed.

Those [Ice Soul Silver Needles] flashed a cold light in the sunlight, like messengers of death, making people feel chilled. Xia Qingqing's pretty face turned pale with fear and panic in her eyes.

At this critical moment, Xia Qingqing tapped the ground with her jade feet without hesitation, and jumped up lightly with her delicate figure, displaying the unique light skill [Divine Movement and Hundred Changes] taught by Taoist Mu Sang.

Xia Qingqing's figure was seen moving left and right, forward and backward, like a ghost, shuttling through the air, trying to use her exquisite [Godlike Movement] lightness skills to avoid the fatal blow.

"Not good!! Qingqing!!!"

Using the light skill of [Climbing the Clouds and Riding the Dragon], Yuan Chengzhi's body was as agile as a dragon soaring into the sky. He had already escaped from the previous dangers. However, at this critical moment, when his left hand slowly loosened Jiao Wan'er's soft and elastic waist.

A strong sense of guilt and self-blame suddenly surged in Yuan Chengzhi's heart. He was shocked to realize that at the critical moment of life and death, he was so eager to save people that he only focused on saving Jiao Wan'er, but completely ignored the beauty he had been thinking about - Xia Qingqing.

"what!!!"

At this moment of regret and anxiety, a sharp and piercing scream pierced the surroundings. Yuan Chengzhi's heart suddenly tightened. He knew that it was the voice of his beloved Xia Qingqing.

At this moment, although Xia Qingqing relied on her superb [God of Movement] lightness skills and dodged countless [Ice Soul Silver Needles] hidden weapons shot at her with her delicate body, as the saying goes, there is always a loophole, and she still could not completely avoid this disaster.

Just when Xia Qingqing thought she had successfully avoided all attacks and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she suddenly felt a tingling sensation in her left leg. Then, an extremely cold chill quickly spread across her leg, as if freezing her entire leg.

Xia Qingqing looked down and saw that a [Ice Soul Silver Needle] flashing with cold light had pierced deeply into her slender left leg. Blood was slowly dripping along the tip of the needle, staining her clothes red.

"boom!"

Xia Qingqing's usually delicate and charming body, as weak as a willow in the wind, seemed extremely fragile at this moment because she was accidentally hit by the extremely vicious hidden weapon [Ice Soul Silver Needle]. Her legs, which were originally as light as a swallow, slender and straight, were quickly invaded by the poison.

Her slender left leg was the first to be hit. A feeling of numbness rushed from the toes to her heart, causing Xia Qingqing to lose her balance involuntarily. She fell powerlessly on the cold and hard ground like a withered petal, making a slight muffled sound.

“Qingqing!!!”

Yuan Chengzhi's cries echoed in the empty environment, carrying with them unconcealable fear and deep concern.

At this moment, his gaze seemed to be pulled tightly by an invisible force, fixed on the thrilling scene before him. In his heart, an indescribable, complex and intertwined fear and anxiety surged like a tide, almost drowning him.

Yuan Chengzhi stared with his eyes wide open, staring at his beauty Xia Qingqing without blinking, only to see that her left leg, which was originally slender, well-proportioned, full of vitality and beauty, was now covered with tiny and dense ice crystals.

These ice crystals were flashing with a faint cold light, as if they had their own life, and were spreading from the wound on Xia Qingqing's slender left leg at a strange and irresistible speed.

At first, only a small area around the wound on Xia Qingqing's slender left leg was covered with frost, but in a flash, this icy force raged like a wild horse, quickly climbing along her skin texture and gradually covering the entire calf.

Under the crystal clear ice, Xia Qingqing's delicate skin could be vaguely seen trembling slightly, but this beauty contained a fatal threat and exuded a heart-pounding breath of death.

As the frost continued to spread, it ruthlessly devoured every inch of warmth on Xia Qingqing's thigh until it completely enveloped her entire left leg. The frost reflected a dazzling light in the sun, but also exuded a chilling chill, as if it could freeze all life.