Taiping Inn

Although Qian Xing made a harsh remark and he was a master of Xuanyuan realm, he still did not make a move immediately.

The so-called Xuanyuan realm is one step further than the Baodan realm where Qi and blood return to oneness. It is the gathering of essence, Qi and spirit in the Xuanguan acupoint, returning to the origin and becoming one, hence the name Xuanyuan. After stepping into the Xuanyuan realm, when the essence is full, one does not think of lust, when the Qi is full, one does not think of food, when the spirit is full, one does not think of sleep. There is only one step away from the innate realm where one can stop breathing and pulse, practice fasting, be free from disasters and diseases, and prolong life.

The masters who have reached this realm have gradually left the category of "human" and gradually moved closer to the "immortal" in the eyes of the world. However, the more they reach this point, the more they know how big the world is and how small human beings are. It is difficult for them to have a presumptuous heart, but they dare not be as presumptuous as when they first glimpsed the third realm.

At this time, he was a little unsure of the true realm of this young man, so he did not dare to act rashly, for fear that he would make a mistake and capsize in the gutter. This is like crossing a river. If you know the depth of the water, you can be at ease. If you don't know the depth of the water, you have to cross the river by feeling the stones. After all, it's better to be careful.

Just when he was hesitant, a child's heart-wrenching cry suddenly came from the second floor. The sound was extremely miserable and unbearable.

Qian Xing laughed grimly, and his figure rose from the ground, and he was about to return to the C-room, but Li Xuandu also jumped to the second floor. The two of them almost arrived at the door of the C-room at the same time. Qian Xing's fist, which had been accumulated for a long time, swept out and swept Li Xuandu away. If this punch hit hard, even a piece of granite would be shattered, but after Li Xuandu's back broke through the fence on the second floor, his figure was like a fallen leaf, without any force, floating in the air for a turn, and then fell back to the corridor on the second floor.

Li Xuandu didn't care about Qian Xing and looked at the guest room.

At this time, the guest room was in a mess, full of blood. A headless corpse in a green shirt was lying on the ground. It was probably Zhou Tingchao who had his head cut off.

On the bed not far away, there was a woman in plain clothes, with a numb expression and empty eyes. The blood flowing from her lower abdomen had turned slightly black, like a crimson stream trickling from the bed to the ground, gathering into a small pool of blood.

The woman had already died, but her hands were still tightly grasping the dagger that had pierced her chest.

From beginning to end, the woman did not make a sound, just stabbed the dagger into her body, and then quietly waited for herself to bleed to death.

How strong and decisive was this? And what kind of pain made such a weak woman make such a decision?

On the woman's body, there was a little girl about ten years old, with tears all over her face and panic in her eyes.

Poor little girl, in less than half an hour, she witnessed the tragic death of her parents. After the initial heartbreak, the little girl became numb, staring at her parents' bodies, tears rolling down silently.

Li Xuandu sighed lightly and said nothing.

In the past fifteen years, he had seen too many such tragedies, and in the end, most of them could only sigh.

Qian Xing looked at Li Xuandu and sneered, "You used the 'Su Nu Lu Shuang' of Xuan Nu Sect just now? This is something that only the inner disciples of Xuan Nu Sect can learn. Are you Yu Qingning's mistress? But these are irrelevant. I thought you were a master of Xuan Yuan Realm and deliberately concealed your abilities. I didn't expect that you were really just a Bao Dan Realm. How dare you, a mere Bao Dan Realm, pretend to be powerful and pretentious in front of me?"

Li Xuan said calmly, "I want to say that Bao Dan can also kill Xuan Yuan. Do you believe it?"

Qian Xing raised the corner of his mouth and sneered, "Even if you say that you are the Purple Mansion Sword Immortal who was known as the number one in the Return to the True Realm and can cross the border to fight against the gods, I will believe it."

Li Xuandu smiled, stretched out his hand, and the long sword that Qian Xing had thrown in the lobby on the first floor flew into his hand by itself, and then he pointed out a sword, and the sword turned into three swords, attacking Qian Xing's three vital points.

This is the Sanqing sword technique of the Qingwei Sect. Although it cannot be said to be the art of controlling the sword or the way of controlling the sword, it is already the ultimate in pure swordsmanship and has the reputation of being able to transform the three pure swords with one sword.

Qian Xing stood still and let the long sword approach him. The whole body was filled with ripples of qi, so that when the tip of the sword was half an inch away from the surface of the body, it was difficult to move forward.

The qi leaked out to protect the body, like wearing armor, which is called Gangqi.

Only masters of the Xuanyuan realm can have this magical power, and those in the Baodan realm are still a little short of breath.

Sometimes, especially in life-and-death struggles, this breath difference is the difference between life and death.

Qian Xing, who was standing still with the Gangqi protecting his body, crossed his arms and showed a slightly sarcastic smile, "No matter which family you are from, you are dead today. I will take your head back to the Qingluan Governor's Mansion, pickle it with medicinal liquid, and put it on the desk of the government office."

Li Xuandu had no expression on his face and swung another sword.

A sharp sword energy was generated from this sword.

If the qi is like a piece of clothing, then this sword is like a cutting knife.

The sword tip wrapped in the green sword energy broke through the qi with great force, and then left a blood mark on Qian Xing's chest.

Although this sword mark was only a flesh wound, it made Qian Xing angry and embarrassed. He stomped on the ground heavily, crushing the entire second-floor corridor, and shot at the young man of unknown origin like an arrow from a bow.

The two collided with each other, and Li Xuandu used the method of Su Nu walking on frost to dissolve the huge impact, and his figure drifted back, and at the same time, he swept out another sword lightly, like sweeping the fallen flowers in front of the courtyard.

For the first time, Qian Xing showed a solemn look. His figure was still in mid-air. He slapped his palms at the same time, slapping more than ten times in front of him in an instant, and the palm wind broke through the air.

The next moment, three lotus flowers of Qi burst open. It was the "Heavenly Girl Scattering Flowers" of the Xuannv Sect. I'm afraid even Yu Qingning didn't expect that Li Xuandu only saw her use it once and remembered it in her heart. When she used it this time, it was only 50% similar in spirit, but 90% similar in appearance.

Because the corridor on the second floor had been completely broken, the two fell back to the lobby on the first floor and confronted each other from a distance.

Qian Xing frowned. Although he didn't recognize the basis of this move, the traces of the Xuannv Sect in it were very obvious. Could it be that he was really right in his words, and this person had a lot to do with the Xuannv Sect?

However, Qian Xing soon relaxed his brows. At this point, even if it was Yu Qingning herself standing here, it was destined to be unresolved.

The two rushed forward again, Li Xuandu pointed his sword forward, and Qian Xing poured all his energy into his palm without holding back. Not only did he hold the long sword with his palm, but he also broke the Zhengyi Sect's Lei Gang Sword into several pieces with just one palm.

Almost at the moment when the sword broke, Qian Xing was hit on the chest by Li Xuandu's Jade Tripod Palm, and at the same time, he punched Li Xuandu's forehead firmly.

The two separated as soon as they touched each other. Qian Xing still stood in the same place, his body shaking slightly, but Li Xuandu flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and his back slammed into a pillar supporting the beam of the inn, shaking off countless dust.

Qian Xing stared at Li Xuandu who was slowly sliding down from the pillar, and said gloomily: "Now that Zhou Tingchao is dead, you still refuse to retreat. It seems that you are indeed Sun Songchan's man. After all, Zhou Tingchao is the beloved disciple of the imperial teacher. This time, he may have been instructed by his teacher to submit a petition. It is neither reasonable nor just to watch him die. From this point of view, Sun Songchan has already made up his mind to join forces with the four sects who are still ruthless."