The owner of the slave farm that the eldest prince was negotiating with was also a cultivator from Yan Yue Xuantian's clan. He was wearing a gorgeous robe and had a good level of cultivation. He also had a look of contempt on his face and glanced at Xu Qing who stopped not far away.
, and looked at the eldest prince again.
"It's not like I can't sell it to you."
"But, are you from the human race or Yanyue Xuantian's own race? There is a big difference here."
"If you are a human race, you are not qualified to buy slave cultivators. If you are from Yanyue's own race, I can sell some to you."
The slave farm owner spoke calmly and casually opened the mouth of a human prisoner next to him.
"Look, this tooth mouth is still very good and worth buying."
The numb expression of the human prisoner of war changed, humiliation flowed in his eyes, and he finally closed his eyes, but as the slave master shook his hands, his eyes were forcibly opened.
The slave farm owner smiled and his eyes fell on Xu Qing again, this time with a hint of provocation.
To be able to open a slave farm in the Holy City and have a way to transport human prisoners of war from far away in the Black Sky Territory, one can imagine that the power behind this slave farm must be astonishing.
So he didn't care about the eldest prince of the human race at all. After all, everyone knew that he was abandoned by his mother clan.
What he cares about is Xu Qing, the human race who won the first stage.
The eldest prince looked ugly and had anger in his eyes, but this was the Yanyue Xuantian Clan, so he took a deep breath and could only bear it, took out the jade slip to transmit the message, and prepared to buy back the human prisoners of war in his own way.
There were not many surprises in the development of the matter. After all, the eldest prince still had some friends in the Yanyue Xuantian Clan, and he couldn't help them much. But for this small matter, it was still okay to buy some human prisoners of war on his behalf.
So soon, several monks from the Yanyue Xuantian clan came, and after negotiations, they bought the human prisoners of war.
Xu Qing stared at the whole process until the matter was over. Under the contemptuous eyes of the slave farm owner, he turned around silently and walked towards his residence.
It's just that he walked very slowly.
The sunset in the distance, the red glow today.
The light from the sky fell on his path, coloring the sky and dyeing the road red like blood.
Looking at the red clouds, two voices gradually appeared in Xu Qing's heart.
A voice was telling him that there was no deep emotion between the human race and himself, and the experience of cannibalism when he was a child, and most of the evil in the world came from his own race.
The imperial capital is not his home, his home is in Fenghai County.
Relatives and friends are the softness of life.
In this era, in this world, the most important thing is that you and your relatives and friends around you can live well.
The other voice was very soft, and Xu Qing himself couldn't hear clearly what he said.
I can only hear the name of the old palace master and the name of the sword-wielding emperor in the gap between the two voices...
Xu Qing walked all the way under the red clouds.
After a long time, when the glow on the horizon was about to dissipate, he arrived in front of his residence.
At the door, there are dozens of jade slips.
Those are letters of challenge, from the cultivators of Yanyue Xuantian's own clan and cultivators from affiliated clans.
In the past half month, because Xu Qing has not gone to fight, he has not only encountered challengers on the road, but also has people coming to the door of his residence every day to throw challenge slips.
Today, there are quite a few.
Looking at those jade slips, Xu Qing paused. The scenes after arriving at the Yanyue Holy City appeared in his mind. The disgusted eyes and the feeling that even breathing seemed to be rejected made Xu Qing's heart...
, there were some disturbances.
There was also Qiu Quezi's loneliness and the slave farm owner's provocation.
Also, the numb expressions of those human prisoners of war and the humiliating eyes of the human beings whose mouths were opened.
Xu Qing closed his eyes.
He has been killing people since he was a child because he felt the intention to kill, so he wanted to kill everything that threatened his life.
The main reason why Xu Qing didn't want to cause trouble in this holy city was because he didn't want to cause trouble.
When he didn't get the chief position in the first stage, his purpose was clear, so he could fight all the way. But after coming here, what he wanted was to spend the month safely and wait until the second stage started.
In the meantime, he didn't want any accidents to happen.
He believed that some of these challenges were spontaneous, but he also knew very well that some of them must have been fueled by others.
The purpose is to get myself out of the city.
After all, no one can do anything in this holy city.
To accept the challenge, you have to leave the city...
"It's nothing, just bear with it."
Xu Qing murmured in his heart, looking away from the challenging jade slips, and walked towards the door of the residence, but the pace was slower and heavier.
Inside the residence, the captain noticed, raised his head in surprise, and was about to get up and go out to take a look.
But at this moment, footsteps came from behind Xu Qing. Five or six young men from the Yanyue Xuantian tribe who had challenged Xu Qing on the road a few days ago for fame, but were later ignored by Xu Qing, their
The figure appears.
These people are all Lingzang in cultivation, and their many challenges have made them somewhat famous among the younger generation of the Yanyue Xuantian tribe, so they came together today, ready to continue throwing challenging jade slips.
After seeing Xu Qing from a distance, one of them sneered, raised his hand and threw a jade slip, which landed on the ground in front of the house, just as he was about to speak.
But the next moment, Xu Qing's footsteps stopped, and he looked at the jade slip aside, then turned around and looked at the young man who threw the jade slip.
The young man's body trembled, and the words he was about to speak were swallowed alive after meeting Xu Qing's eyes.
A feeling of coldness seemed to spread along Xu Qing's gaze, covering his whole body for an instant. At this moment, an extremely strong sense of life and death crisis also broke out in his body.
The flesh and blood all over his body seemed to have become an individual, all conveying a trembling sense of danger, causing the young man to instinctively take a few steps back and breathe quickly.
The companions next to them also threw out the challenging jade slips one by one. But after seeing this scene and being swept by Xu Qing's eyes, they all trembled, and a sense of uneasiness suddenly rose in their hearts.
The world seems to have become the dead of winter at this moment.
There were vaguely some blood-colored snowflakes, intertwined between illusion and reality, falling in all directions, rolling up the jade slips, and came to Xu Qing's face.
Looking at these jade slips, Xu Qing raised his hand.
At this moment, the door of the house opened, and the captain stood there, looking at Xu Qing's back. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he changed what he originally wanted to say.
"Junior brother, just do what you want to do. Having a clear mind is the key."
Xu Qing's hand fell on the jade slips, and with a slight squeeze, all the jade slips were shattered. Challenge the contract and establish it!
Along with Xu Qing's hoarse voice, the surrounding temperature dropped even lower.
"I accept."
The moment he finished speaking, Xu Qing's figure was blurred, along with the five Six Flame Moon cultivators who came here, as well as all the cultivators who had given up their challenge to the Jade Slips here today.
As long as they are still in the Holy City, no matter where they are, when the challenge contract is established, their bodies will be blurred and they will be teleported out.
So in an instant, Xu Qing's figure disappeared outside the residence, and when he appeared, he was in the world outside the city.
Appearing together were the dozens of Yanyue monks who challenged today.
Each of these people was breathing rapidly, some were stunned, some were horrified, some were panicked, and some were trying to retreat.
They just want to gain a reputation.
Xu Qing's acceptance was irrational and beyond their expectation. After all, Xu Qing had ignored him for the past half month, but today... he actually agreed.
Then everyone's heart was turbulent, and some of them were about to say something.
But the next moment, the chill in Xu Qing's eyes broke out, and he took a step forward, directly in front of the young man who threw the jade slip at the end.
The huge gap in fighting power between them made the young man unable to even react. In the blink of an eye, Xu Qing's left hand pinched his neck.
The physical body quickly shriveled up and was absorbed by Xu Qing.
The soul continued to dim and was swallowed by Xu Qing.
This young man was like a deflated balloon. He had gone through a lifetime in just one breath.
While shocking, there were also extremely miserable wails that resounded throughout the world.
This scene made the cultivators around him roar in their hearts. In their eyes, Xu Qing was no longer a human being who could be challenged at will, but a vicious demon.
So in shock, they instinctively wanted to escape, but it was too late.
Xu Qing's figure disappeared in an instant and appeared behind another monk, with a dagger slashed across the man's neck.
A cold feeling emerged, a sense of suspension filled the air, and heads and blood flew together.
Heaven and earth rotate.
The roaring sound echoed, which was the sound of the body's flesh and blood crumbling and the head that could not reach the ground, shattering.
kill!
The anger accumulated in Xu Qing's heart rose, and he took another step to reach the third Yanyue cultivator without even looking at him. The moment he passed by, the cultivator let out a shrill wail, and the blood all over his body burst out from his body.
That's blood charged.
It turned into a blood-colored flower, bloomed in the air, and headed straight for Xu Qing, surrounding him on both sides.
From a distance, it looks eerie and beautiful.
At this moment, Xu Qing didn't want to think about anything anymore. The two voices in his heart blended together and became one word.
kill!
In an instant, clusters of blood flowers bloomed outside the city. Along with the miserable sound, a large amount of blood spread out from the bodies of these monks and converged on Xu Qing.
And his figure never stopped, and wherever he passed, there was death.
The bodies collapsed one by one, and the heads flew up one by one.
The meaning of life, it seems at this moment, is just to sacrifice the blade.
The shroud on the dagger has been dyed red, exuding bloodthirsty, and the edge of the dagger has become the only light that all lives will see at the end.
After dozens of cultivations, all died in less than ten breaths!
And Xu Qing's killing seemed to have a kind of artistic obsessiveness, so there were no corpses left in the world outside the city.
Only the blood swirled around it, reflecting and continuing the red glow of the sky that was about to disperse.
In the bloody glow, Xu Qing raised his head and looked at the Holy City without speaking.
And his actions, his gaze, and his momentum have formed words.
All challengers, I'm waiting for you...to fight!
This chapter has been completed!