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Looking at the footprints behind him, Qin Hao thought of the large box of Tianpin martial arts given to him by Long Wu General Assembly, the light skill called Treading Snow Wuhen, and he felt the ten drops of blood essence in his heart. , sighed slightly:

"I don't know when it was the first time. It's already ten drops. It's unprecedented. Why can't I develop that innate true energy? Alas, it's so melancholy."

Guarding a lot of heavenly martial arts and being unable to practice, Qin Hao felt as helpless as guarding a mountain of treasure but not being able to use any of it.

He had practiced sword fighting with his master some time ago, and he had already understood that even in Middle-earth, Tianpin martial arts was extremely rare. According to him, apart from the royal family and the five royal courts, there were only a handful of people or forces possessing Tianpin martial arts. countable.

As for the legendary divine martial arts, the entire Middle-earth only appeared in historical records thousands of years ago, and was lost after that. To this day, there is no divine martial arts in the world.

The mental technique taught to him by his master was created by him after reading all the sword manuals in the world, comprehending countless internal skills, and the quality has reached the heavenly level.

The master also said that he has two sword techniques, which are also among the heavenly grades. It was originally agreed that he would teach them to him after he reached the seventh grade, but now for some unknown reason, he suddenly asked him to go down the mountain to practice.

Qin Hao guessed that the reason why the master suddenly asked him to come out of the valley might be related to the Sword God Order that Feng Cheng and the others talked about.

Thinking of this, Qin Hao felt that he had an extra goal when walking around the world.

If I take back all the seven Sword God Tokens that are wandering in the rivers and lakes, then this matter will be settled.

Thinking about these questions, he unknowingly arrived at the foot of Luoxia Peak.

Looking up, there was a group of buildings halfway up the mountainside of Luoxia Peak. There was a mountain path paved with stone steps at the foot of the mountain leading directly to it. Qin Hao thought to himself that it should be the Luoxia Sect.

The road up the mountain was not easy because the wind and snow were getting stronger and the stone steps became slippery, but Qin Hao walked steadily.

At the end of the stone mountain path, there is a stone mountain gate. There is no one guarding the mountain gate. Qin Hao can vaguely hear the sound of people pushing cups and changing cups and talking loudly in the sound of wind and snow.

Presumably on days like the first day of the first lunar month, these gangsters also pay attention to reunion and celebration.

Qin Hao walked straight in, came to a square inside the mountain gate, took off the sword case, stood beside him, then used his internal strength and said loudly:

"My dear Qin Hao, I have come to the Luoxia Sect to ask for instruction in swordsmanship. I also invite a master of the swordsmanship of the Luoxia Sect to come out and meet me."

In the sect hall, a group of Luoxia Sect disciples who were drinking loudly suddenly became angry when they heard Qin Hao's voice.

"Damn it, on the first day of the new year, there are still people coming here to die?"

The leader of Luoxia Sect, who was sitting at the head of the hall, pushed away the naked beauty in his arms and looked through the door with sinister eyes.

"Fifth Elder, go and dig out his heart and make me drink. Listen to the voice. This man has great skills. Are you sure?"

A skinny, bald man stood up in the crowd. He squinted his eyes and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, Sect Master, I'll come as soon as I go. I guarantee to bring you a hot heart."

After saying that, the fifth elder rushed outside the house. When he saw Qin Hao, he didn't waste any time. He unsheathed his sword and stepped forward.

Although this man was thin in stature, his swordsmanship was quite fierce. With one sword strike, it turned into dozens of sword shadows, covering all the vital parts of Qin Haozhou's body.

Obviously, the fifth elder's sword was completely aimed at killing Qin Hao.

However, this sword technique seemed sharp and changeable, but in Qin Hao's eyes, it was full of flaws and flashy.

When the sword shadow approached, Qin Hao just stretched out his right hand casually, pinched it gently with his thumb and index finger, and the sword shadow in the sky immediately dissipated, leaving only a long sword held in Qin Hao's hand. The long sword The sixth-grade infuriating energy was directly crushed by him.

The fifth elder was shocked and turned back, trying to pull out the long sword, but Qin Hao's strength was beyond his ability. Not only did he not pull out the long sword, he even staggered and almost fell down. .

The fifth elder was quite decisive. He immediately abandoned his sword and retreated. He patted his sleeves and two flying arrows shot out from his sleeves.

Because of the close distance, the two flying arrows arrived in front of Qin Hao almost in the blink of an eye. Qin Hao was no longer the rookie he was when he first traveled to Cangming Continent. He and Gongsun Yu traveled thousands of miles to Middle-earth. He had already seen everything Too many vicious moves.

So even though he was on guard, the two flying arrows naturally made no difference and flew away from him.

The fifth elder already understood that this opponent was no match for him. He immediately ran away, shouting as he ran:

"Sect Master, you have a strong idea. I am no match for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sudden heaviness in his chest. The fifth elder looked down and saw half of the sword tip protruding from his chest. It was the sword he had just abandoned.

His eyes were filled with panic for a moment, and he stretched out his arms to look at the sect leader on the first seat and begged:

"Sect Master, save...save me..."

After taking a few steps, the fifth elder fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and then stopped moving.

Although the leader of the Luoxia Sect was still sitting on the chair, murderous intent was already boiling in his eyes. All the disciples in the hall stood up and drew out the swords from their waists.

Qin Hao walked to the door, looked at the man sitting at the head in the center of the hall, and said:

"You are the leader of the Luoxia Sect, right? I, Qin Hao, came to the Luoxia Sect to learn swordsmanship and prove my martial arts with you. However, this dear friend came up and wanted to kill me. Out of self-defense, I had no choice but to kill him. Kill me, please forgive me, sect master."

All the disciples in the hall stared angrily. They could see clearly that Qin Hao could not kill the fifth elder out of self-defense. The fifth elder had already escaped, but he still killed him. This was clearly a deliberate killing.

The leader of Luoxia Sect stood up slowly, looked at Qin Hao and said coldly:

"Does the young hero also want to imitate those so-called righteous people and come to suppress gangsters like us who do all kinds of evil?"

Qin Hao shook his head and said:

"I told you, I just came to you to learn the art of swordsmanship, nothing else matters."

The sect leader sneered:

"Hmph, your Excellency just kills people when you come to your door. What kind of competition is this?"

Qin Hao said impatiently:

"Do you want to have a sword duel with me? Just give me a nice word. If you want to compete, then hurry up. If you don't want to compete, just say so."

At this time, the leader of the Luoxia Sect was a little unsure. Qin Hao dared to break into the Luoxia Sect alone, and even dared to kill people. He was so confident that he was either a fool or he had someone to rely on.

"What if I don't compete?"

Qin Hao smiled and said:

"If we don't want to compete, we won't compete. If you had said no to competing earlier, it would have saved me trouble."

"Okay, then I won't compete with you, so you can go."

Qin Hao asked meaningfully:

"Really no comparison?"

"No comparison."

"Okay then, farewell."

After saying that, Qin Hao turned around and walked out of the hall.

The leader of the Luoxia Sect looked at Qin Hao's back with confusion, and thought to himself:

"Could this guy be a fool?"

Qin Hao, who walked out of the house, suddenly walked behind a thick pillar for some unknown reason. After a few breaths, he walked out again.

But at this time, the leader of the Luoxia Sect discovered that Qin Hao had changed drastically. He was holding a strange thing in his hand. It was dark, with pipes and brass-colored chains wrapped around him. It was unclear. What is it.

Luoxia Sect Leader frowned and asked:

"Aren't you going to leave? Why are you coming back?"

Qin Hao picked up the Gatling, pointed the barrel of the gun into the room, and said with a smile:

"I came here just now for a sword showdown, so you naturally have to leave before me. This time I'm here to punish evil and promote good people, and it has nothing to do with sword showdowns. So, are you ready to die?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Gatling in Qin Hao's hand began to make a rotating mechanical sound.