Will she take action against me?
If she really takes action, how should I resist?
As if facing a formidable enemy, Han Baodiao instinctively grasped the hilt of the blunt sword. His soul power was flowing in his body and his whole body was tense.
If you strike first, you may still have a chance!
Perhaps the sense of oppression brought by Liu Qiqi was so strong that he began to unconsciously simulate various scenarios in which the two sides fought in his mind. After some deductions, he came to the conclusion that unless he was caught by surprise and drew his sword first, there would be no chance of success.
Victory.
Thinking like this, he couldn't help but tighten his right hand. The sword intention in his body became stronger and stronger, and the "big control without cutting" move was ready to come out.
"Qiqi, congratulations on breaking through the trial of the Flying Blood Demon."
At this moment, Lu Qingyan next to me suddenly smiled and said, "From now on, you can go wherever you want, and we will never stop you. It's a pity that I can't be the same sect with a swordsman genius like you."
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"Qiqi will never forget the kindness between Sister Lu and 'Jiange'."
Liu Qiqi smiled slightly when she heard the words, sheathed her sword with a swish, and with a sway of her feet, she appeared in front of the three of them. She cupped her fists and saluted Han Baodiao and Lu Qingyan, saying, "When I find my fellow disciples, we will definitely do it."
I will come back and repay you."
"There's no need to repay the favor."
Lu Qingyan smiled sweetly and said, "You just need to agree to one condition."
"What?" Liu Qiqi was slightly stunned.
"If you and I have a chance to fight each other in the future."
Lu Qingyan's face straightened up, and the smile on her face suddenly disappeared, "Don't hold back."
"..."
Liu Qiqi stared into her moving eyes, remained silent for a long time, and finally nodded slowly, "Okay!"
"Go!"
Lu Qingyan smiled sweetly and winked at her. She was indescribably charming and playful, "Send my best wishes to your fellow disciples."
"I'm going to find Master and Zhong Wen."
Liu Qiqi nodded slightly, then turned to look at Shi Xiaolong, "Are you going?"
"I……"
Shi Xiaolong was quite moved. He stared at the stunningly powerful beauty in red for a long time, but finally shook his head and said, "Miss Qiqi, please go first. Xiaolong wants to continue to practice here for a while until his sword skills are improved."
OK, let’s go find you again.”
"good."
Seeing that he planned to stay, Liu Qiqi didn't force it, she just responded softly, hugged her fists at Brother and Sister Han Baodiao, then turned around gracefully, took a step forward, and disappeared in an instant.
With the strength of the two top generals in the world, they were not able to see clearly how she left.
It wasn't until Liu Qiqi walked away that Han Baodiao slowly released his right hand holding the sword hilt and wiped his sweat-stained forehead. His back was already soaked.
"Third Senior Brother, why are you so nervous?"
Looking at the frightened Han Baodiao, Lu Qingyan couldn't help but wonder, "Qiqi has no enmity with you, is it possible that she will take action against you?"
"When I see a strong person, I can't help but want to take action."
Han Baodiao smiled bitterly and said, "Isn't this just a sword cultivator?"
Lu Qingyan's face changed slightly, she was thoughtful, and said nothing more.
"It seems that there is another opponent that needs to be surpassed."
Han Baodiao stretched out, his eyes burning with fighting spirit, "Junior sister, I will go to the Five Thousand Zhang Blood Sea to practice for a period of time. I won't bother you to worry about the things on the island."
"Five thousand feet?"
Lu Qingyan asked in confusion, "Didn't Master punish you to go four thousand feet?"
"It's better to add some code to yourself."
Han Baodiao scratched his head and chuckled, "There are too many people who want to catch up. It's impossible if we don't work hard."
Third Senior Brother, he is still the same Third Senior Brother!
Lu Qingyan smiled, a hint of admiration flashing unconsciously in her eyes.
"Brother Han, Miss Lu."
Shi Xiaolong on the side suddenly said, "Can I enter this sea of blood?"
"you?"
They both turned their heads and looked at him in surprise.
"I don't want to be a burden to others anymore."
Shi Xiaolong blushed, but his eyes were extremely determined, "I, I want to become stronger!"
"Good boy, you have the guts!"
Looking at him for a moment, Han Baodiao suddenly laughed and said, "In that case, let's go down to a depth of a thousand feet and try it first!"
"Thank you, Brother Han!"
Shi Xiaolong's eyes lit up and his face shone with brilliance.
"Third Senior Brother!"
Lu Qingyan was startled, "Is this okay? If anything happens, Master and I'm afraid he will..."
"It's okay. This boy is the man chosen by the Chaos Artifact after all. Is it possible that he could still die at a thousand feet?"
Han Baodiao waved his hand and said disapprovingly, "It would be better if he died. Seeing that he is so useless with the Eternal Life Sword, he might change his mind and turn to me as his master."
"You, you are really..."
Lu Qingyan really didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and couldn't help but slap him hard on the shoulder.
Master, Xiaolong will definitely become stronger!
Become stronger than anyone else!
I will never let down your teachings!
Zhong Wen's smiling face flashed through his mind, and Shi Xiaolong clenched his fists hard, with a look of determination on his face.
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Under the dense clouds, there is an endless wilderness, with no flowers, no trees, no grass growing, empty, lonely, and lifeless.
Tall buildings are closely connected and lined up in rows, firmly occupying the center of the wasteland.
These buildings vary in height, most of them have spires, and their surfaces are mainly black and gold. Under the architect's unique design concept, they organically combine the two contradictory temperaments of darkness and luxury.
At the same time, the style is indescribably weird, but definitely not ugly.
The area of this building complex is beyond imagination. Looking from one end, there are countless buildings, and it is impossible to see the other end.
Jin Yao Imperial Capital is already considered a big city, but if compared with this group of buildings, it pales in comparison, not even a fraction.
Rather than saying this is a huge city, it would be more appropriate to say it is a small country.
This is where the headquarters of the evil organization "Black Coffin" is located, which is hated and feared by most of the forces in the original land.
"Huh?"
At this time, in a building near the center, a voluptuous woman wearing a black tight-fitting suit, with her front and back curved, was carefully observing the broken arm of the arrogant apostle, and exclaimed, "Weird, really weird.
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The woman wears a round black hood over her left eye, which gives her a certain air of a pirate leader, but it does not affect her gorgeous appearance and charming temperament at all. The rare shawl of white hair not only does not make her appear older, but actually adds to her appearance.
With a somewhat intellectual temperament, she is actually a stunningly beautiful royal lady.
"Why, Wagtail, didn't you boast that you would install an arm for me?"
The arrogant apostle frowned, a hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes, "Are you trying to amuse me?"
"This person is indeed extraordinary. Not only did he cut off your arm, but even the meridians and flesh around the wound have been completely necrotic, without any life left."
The beauty in black whom he called "Wagtail" was not angry. Instead, she smiled charmingly and asked curiously, "I heard he is a swordsman. I wonder what kind of sword he uses?"
"He...what nonsense?"
The arrogant apostle's old face turned red, and the word "cleaver" came to his lips, but he couldn't say it anyway, so he had to change the subject and shouted sharply, "Can you pretend it, please tell me something sweet!"
"I can pretend, but it's a little more troublesome than I thought."
Wagtail stretched out a pair of slender white jade hands and carefully gestured at his shoulders for a long time before sighing and saying, "This section of flesh near the wound is no longer useful. All of it must be cut off. I'm afraid it will be used."
You have suffered one more time."
"As long as I can recover my right arm, I can take revenge."
The arrogant apostle said disapprovingly, "It's just pain, it doesn't matter...what's going on?"
Midway through his words, he was interrupted by a sudden noise from outside.
The two looked at each other, and then they quickly flashed and appeared outside the building in an instant. They saw that the surroundings were already filled with black coffin believers. They all looked up at the sky with shocked expressions on their faces, as if they had seen some incredible sight.
Looking along the line of sight of everyone, they saw a solitary figure standing in the sky.
An old man in gray clothes with ordinary appearance and simple clothes.
No matter from which angle you look at it, this is an ordinary old man who can be seen everywhere. He is an existence that cannot be recognized at all in a crowd. If he is not hanging in the air, no one will believe that this is an old man who at least has the strength of a spiritual master.
of practitioners.
However, the moment he saw the old man, the Arrogant Apostle's heart skipped a beat, the hairs on his skin stood on end, and an unprecedented sense of crisis instantly flowed throughout his body.
"Thanks to the apostles of your religion for coming to the 'Jiange' as a guest, I was out of town and didn't come back at that time, so I lost my etiquette."
The old man slowly pulled out a black sword and said slowly, "Now I'm here for a special visit, and I also ask Bishop Black Coffin to come out and see him."
Hearing the word "Jiange", the arrogant apostle's expression turned extremely ugly.
At this point, how could he still not guess the identity of the other party?
"My Lord Bishop went out and did not return."
An elder from the black coffin jumped up, suspended in the air, clasped his fists at the old man in gray clothes and said, "You might as well come back another day."
"Oh? That's really unfortunate."
The old man in gray clothes smiled faintly, and suddenly raised the black sword over his head, "It won't be necessary another day, but it's a rare occasion, so I have to leave something behind."
As soon as he finished speaking, the black sword in his hand suddenly moved forward and slowly fell.
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