Chapter 641 - Song Gang (1/2)

Compared to Qin Haodong’s simplicity, Mei Zhanlong’s momentum was much greater. He had booked a huge luxury yacht and he had brought hundreds of disciples and servants with him.

He wore a long green robe and his long hair fluttered in the wind. He carried a long sword on his back and looked like an immortal.

After the ship stopped at the shore, Mei Zhanlong walked toward the center of Divine Dragon Island. His disciples scattered around the island and drove away all the people who were eagerly waiting to land on the island to watch the battle.

They were not allowed to watch the battle today. Only a few people on the yachts were watching from a distance with binoculars in their hands.

After all, it had been a long time since Mei Zhanlong had fought in a battle. Many people wanted to see him in action.

Mei Zhanlong walked calmly to the center of the island. When he saw Qin Haodong waiting there, he sneered and said, “Boy, I didn’t expect you to come.”

He scrutinized Qin Haodong carefully. He could not tell if the young man had any cultivation, nor could he feel any danger. The more he did this, the more uneasy he felt.

Qin Haodong smiled and said, “I have an appointment with you. Why wouldn’t I dare to come?”

“Qin, how dare you kill my two disciples? Today, I’ll make you pay with your life for them!” Mei Zhanlong said with a murderous look, “Are you ready? I’ll take action.”

“Come on, let me see how capable you are.”

Qin Haodong waved his hand and asked Feng Wu and Nalan Wushuang to step aside.

“I’m going to make a move!”

Mei Zhanlong seemed to be very magnanimous, but in fact, he was being very careful. He did not mean to let Qin Haodong make the first move and was the one who made the first move.

As he stretched out his hands, a monstrous wave filled with evil spirits swept out of his sleeves like two long dragons, rolling up and down. Finally, two long dragons filled with the combined evil spirits and like a huge pair of scissors, snipped their way toward Qin Haodong.

As soon as a master makes a move, his cultivation could be seen. After Mei Zhanlong made a move, Feng Wu’s and Nalan Wushuang’s expressions changed a little. It seemed that the title of number one Taoist master in Hong Kong was not just for show. This old guy was really capable.

Qin Haodong still had a smile on his face. Although Mei Zhanlong was much stronger than his two disciples, he was in no way a threat to Qin Haodong.

Seeing two long dragons rushing toward him, Qin Haodong stretched out his hand and the Xuan Yuan Sword appeared in his palm, and then a golden light came slashing out.

“No matter how powerful your technique is, I’ll beat you with a single strike!”

A golden light emerged from the Xuan Yuan Sword. Its Sword Qi crashed headlong into the evil spirit. In an instant, the long dragons made of evil spirits disappeared into thin air, but the momentum of Sword Qi did not decrease. It slashed toward the direction of Mei Zhanlong.

Mei Zhanlong’s expression changed greatly. He had not expected Qin Haodong’s Sword Qi to be so strong. He quickly made a seal with his hands and his fingers trembled violently. Then a huge Tai Chi diagram appeared in front of him and blocked the Sword Qi.

“Boy, you really have some skills.”

Mei Zhanlong’s expression became extremely solemn.

Qin Haodong held the Xuan Yuan Sword in his hand and said, “Old faker, if you only have this ability, then you’ll be meeting your disciples soon.”

He was not in a hurry to take action. He wanted to see what kind of skills the strongest man in Hong Kong had.

“Boy, since I dare to challenge you, I have the confidence to kill you!”

As he spoke, Mei Zhanlong took out a red prayer flag. The prayer flag was bright red and looked as if it was about to drip blood. The black scriptures on it were constantly moving, which looked very strange.

He made an incantation, raised his hand and shook the prayer flag. The prayer flag immediately became bigger and then disappeared in the air. Within a radius of a hundred meters around the center of Divine Dragon Island, the sky suddenly darkened, as if night had fallen.

Then, countless ghosts emerged from the darkness and let out soul-stirring screams.

After the spell was formed, Mei Zhanlong sneered and said, “Boy, what’s the use of your swordsmanship against my Ghost Realm?”

Ghosts are intangible and have no substance. The substantial Sword Qi could not hurt them at all.

Moreover, his magic treasure had been specially refined. Under the protection of the prayer flag, those ghosts were not afraid of sunlight at all, so he chose an appointed time in the morning.

Around Divine Dragon Island, the people watching on the yachts were all originally in high spirits. Suddenly, the sky at the top of the mountain darkened and nothing could be seen.

“Master Mei is indeed a master. He is really amazing…”

“What a powerful magic art. It’s over. That guy surnamed Qin is doomed. Just now, I saw that his swordsmanship seemed to be very powerful. I thought he could compete with Master Mei…”

“Master Mei is indeed the best in magic arts. He deserves his reputation…”

All the people present praised Mei Zhanlong’s power, but they also felt some regret. In this case, they could not witness Qin Haodong’s defeat.

Feeling the endless ghosts around him, Qin Haodong’s expression became colder. Like his disciples, Mei Zhanlong used the souls to refine his magic instrument. These ghosts were trapped in the prayer flag and could not enter the Samsara. It was completely against the way of heaven.