Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Throughout the entire transaction, the atmosphere in the main hall became incredibly oppressive.

No one dared to underestimate the man before them in the slightest.

He had attracted the attention of many since entering the city.

And his behavior was completely that of a capricious rogue cultivator.

Li Guanqi didn't even bother to learn his identity.

He was in no mood to waste words with someone who came to provoke him without thinking.

He raised his hand and took the man's storage ring, only to find that it contained a mere three thousand high-grade spirit stones.

"Tch! Just three thousand, what are you showing off for?"

After saying that, he immediately felt much better, after all, he had just spent four thousand and immediately recovered three thousand.

With his hands behind his back, Li Guanqi walked forward with a smile. It was said that there was a place called the Yin-Yang Market deep within the River of the Dead.

But he didn't have time to go there now.

He looked up at the powerful fluctuations constantly emerging in the sky, and Li Guanqi couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

"What powerful spatial fluctuations… what's inside?"

Shaking his head, the items on the roadside stalls were truly unbearable.

"It's like burning paper money for the dead, fooling ghosts…"

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Li Guanqi's mind.

He turned and walked towards the south of the city.

"Oh, grandpa's here to play?"

"We have humans, ghosts, and demons, definitely a novel experience, guaranteed to satisfy you."

Li Guanqi coughed lightly and strode into the brothel.

As soon as he entered, Li Guanqi held up three fingers, and the woman immediately nodded knowingly.

"Don't worry, sir, I'll arrange it right away."

Late at night, Li Guanqi still hadn't touched a drop of alcohol. After leaving the brothel, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Tsk tsk, what an eye-opener…"

He lowered his head, lifted his clothes, and looked at the blood纹 on his body, lamenting with a sad face.

"What bullshit about keeping my virginity if I don't want the blood纹 to dissipate."

"Was the old man trying to fool me…"

Although the blood纹 on his body had dissipated by forty percent, at this rate,

he would have to wait until he ascended to the Immortal Realm to truly temper his heart in the mortal world.

With a slightly depressed mood, he returned to the inn. He sat cross-legged on the floor of his room and entered a state of cultivation.

He had been thinking about a problem these past few days, which was that the power he currently possessed was very mixed.

All kinds of powers were mixed together.

He loved the Sword Dao, especially when he spoke that sentence.

The inexplicably strong will in his heart helped him break through the shackles of Sword Intent.

And the Sword Intent that once only thought of dominating the world had also changed slightly, becoming more lethal.

Li Guanqi opened his eyes and murmured softly, "阎罗…"

"Since that's the case, from now on it will be called 阎罗 Sword Intent."

"Since worldly troubles are endless,"

"then…"

"I'll wield my three-foot sword and kill until the world is dark!"

"Kill until I'm undefeated!"

"Kill until I shatter the nine heavens, and immortals and demons tremble!"

At this moment, Li Guanqi's entire temperament underwent a subtle change.

Along with the change in his state of mind, Li Guanqi decided to completely sever his connection with the Spiritual Curse.

The two flames within his body also completely became auxiliary at this moment, the Source Fire Seed still emitting a faint glow.

But the Heavenly Fire would not become an aid in his pursuit of the ultimate Sword Dao.

Gradually, Li Guanqi had already found his own path of the sword.

Whether it was the Tyrant Sword or 阎罗, they both existed for the great freedom in his heart.

All he wanted was to do as he pleased, without restraint.

If there was restraint, then he would cut it down with one sword!!

Buzz!!!!

The power within the closed-eyed Li Guanqi was boiling, as if tempering himself, removing impurities.

He wanted to pursue the ultimate Sword Dao!

A mysterious feeling suddenly surged into his heart, and the Heaven-Crushing Sword Manual actually began to operate on its own at this time.

And the name of the third sword of the Heaven-Crushing Sword Manual gradually appeared in his mind.

"诛仙!"

"Hiss…"

"Subduing Demons, Crushing Heavens, the last sword… named 诛仙!"

A phantom of spiritual light appeared in Li Guanqi's mind.

Gradually, Li Guanqi slowly stood up and violently clenched the void with his left hand, as if holding an invisible long sword, and began to slowly wave it in the room.

At the same time, the Red Lotus Sword in the sword coffin suddenly trembled slightly.

The Red Lotus Sword showed its joy at this moment, the sword body blooming with dazzling light.

However, just as Li Guanqi was wholeheartedly immersed in the realization of the Sword Dao,

a white and chubby big radish gradually woke up.

As soon as Pengluo woke up, he found himself on a strange altar.

Scared, his two legs scurried quickly,嗷嗷 running.

Suddenly, Pengluo bumped into something, and a blood line was cut on his forehead.

Looking up, he happened to see the Red Lotus Sword body blooming with a scarlet glow.

"Ahhhhh!!! Someone wants to kill the radish!"

"Ahhh! Don't kill me, can't I cut you a bit?"

Pengluo covered his forehead and was so frightened that he lay on the ground, not daring to move.

The pressure emitted by the Red Lotus Sword at this time was too terrifying.

Pengluo lay on the ground, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, murmuring.

"Apocalypse-level long sword!!! Whose sword is it!! Second awakening!!!"

However, after a long time, there was no movement. Seeing this, Pengluo looked up at the motionless Red Lotus Sword and ran away.

Just after running two steps, Pengluo looked up and saw a woman with extremely beautiful and unparalleled appearance quietly suspended in mid-air.

In the still slightly illusory body, there was a bone sword that was snow-white all over.

However, at this time, the bone sword had already turned into the woman's bones.

The woman's eyelashes trembled slightly, and this scene made Pengluo's heartstrings tremble.

Swoosh!

The wound on Pengluo's forehead had long been healed. Seeing the woman motionless, he immediately flew over, drooling.

Standing on the woman's stomach, the two white radish-like arms were about to touch the peak.

Pengluo's eyes widened excitedly…

Suddenly!

The sleeping woman seemed to sense something, and with a slight frown, she slapped Pengluo away with one palm.

(￣ε(#￣)

Pengluo in mid-air had purple纹 flashing all over his body, and his round body was directly flattened by more than half.

This slap almost exploded Pengluo…

Pengluo left tears of regret in mid-air, still muttering.

"A little!! Just a little!!!"

Li Guanqi slowly opened his eyes, exhaled lightly, and shook off the stench of sweat with the surge of Yuan power.

"诛仙… what a mysterious sword move!"

"Huh??"

Buzz!!!

Li Guanqi's Divine Soul phantom appeared in the sword coffin space.

Looking at Pengluo lying on the ground half-dead, he muttered in confusion.

"Was my punch that heavy? Still not awake?"

Hearing Li Guanqi's voice, Pengluo suddenly sat up from the ground. With a glint in his eyes, Pengluo slid and knelt directly in front of Li Guanqi.

"Please, brother, I'll follow you."

"The condition is to give me that woman."

Li Guanqi's eyes widened, and he looked in disbelief along Pengluo's finger to the sleeping sword spirit.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and cold sweat broke out.

His throat wriggled with difficulty, and he looked stiffly at the sword spirit.

"You are my brother…"