The night is as dark as a dark curtain.

This is a suburban area, naturally not as prosperous as the city center, with only a few street lights on.

Qi Chen looked into the dark night. His hands were holding the cold and wet railing. Although he looked calm on the surface, his palms were slightly sweaty.

"Who is it that can actually discover my existence?"

Qi Chen knows very well that although he is sometimes high-profile, he still hides it very well. Basically, except for a few people, few people know that he is Master Qi.

As for those who know their identities, Qi Chen believes that they dare not reveal them at will.

What's more important is that the person who came is definitely a master-level existence. Otherwise, why didn't I find traces of the other party until now?

All this made Qi Chen feel uneasy.

He was used to a careful life and an ordinary life every day, but suddenly, his original life was disturbed.

Qi Chen is Qi Chen, Master Qi is Master Qi... However, it seems that we can't hide it forever.

The darkness was silent for a long time, and Qi Chen remained motionless.

After a long time, suddenly the black curtain in front of me seemed to have been lifted open, and a figure slowly appeared on the roof opposite.

The black and white hair made Qi Chen a little surprised, and he immediately smiled: "Taoist Qingchen..."

Taoist Qingchen is holding a whisk, which has a touch of transcendence.

Every province in Yanxia is rumored to have at least one master in charge, and Taoist Qingchen is in charge of Jiangye Province.

"Master Qi...you are so young."

His voice was extremely distant and his breath was long. Although the two of them were more than ten meters apart, it seemed as if he was speaking right next to Qi Chen's ear.

However, Taoist Qingchen's heart is far from as calm as he appears.

He knew that Master Qi was young, but he never expected that he would be so young. It could even be said that he was ordinary.

The number of monks is rare, and therefore, all monks live a very wealthy life. If they sign a contract with any big power, even a new monk can earn tens of millions a year.

Qi Chen stroked the railing with his fingers and asked, "Taoist Qingchen, I think my whereabouts are well hidden. How did you discover me?"

Taoist Qingchen took a long breath, looked at the young man, and said with a smile: "Master Qi doesn't know something. When I first awakened and became a monk, my sense of smell changed and I became very sensitive."

"Then I acquired a small skill in this area, so I am particularly sensitive to smells."

"If it hadn't rained these past few days, I might have found Master Qi the day before yesterday."

Grandmasters are friends with each other as equals, so even if Taoist Qingchen is much older than Qi Chen, he is not superior to him.

Qi Chen was surprised and secretly frightened. It seemed that he still underestimated the people in the world. There were many tricks in this world that he didn't know about.

But since the person coming is Qingchen

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Taoist, he was relieved, considering Taoist Qingchen's character, he must not be a bad person.

"What's the matter with Taoist Qingchen?"

"I didn't come here with any ill intentions, I just came to take a look at this talented monk like you. Now that I've seen it, I really don't know what to say." Taoist Qingchen sighed.

"Master Qi, do you know that you have already set a new record for the Military God? At this age and with such a level of cultivation, you can obtain a very high position even if you join the Maintenance and Management Office."

Qi Chen did not answer, but asked: "Taoist Qingchen, since you are here, come in and have a cup of tea."

Taoist Qingchen understood what the other party meant. It was obvious that Master Qi did not like restraint.

It's just that the maintenance office has its own practices, so he just asked casually.

"There's no need to go in. I came here today because I still have a little wish. A few days ago, I thought I could fight against Master Man, but unfortunately I didn't have the chance. I came here today because I really want to see Master Qi's true skills."

"I have four qi entering my body now, but speaking of which, I still have to thank Master Qi for his report. Otherwise, I would not have been able to go so smoothly."

"However, I will suppress my strength."

"Master Qi, please!"

Although Taoist Qingchen's voice is weak, he is full of fighting spirit.

Qi Chen smiled helplessly, but he soon understood how terrible his character was to be able to reach this level in such a difficult world and environment.

In particular, this person created the existence of the Thunder Tribulation style on the battlefield.

"right here?"

"It's right here. With the strength of you and me, we can control it without making any big noise."

Slanting wind and drizzle.

Qi Chen put his right hand on his waist and rubbed his slender fingers.

The next moment, he floated out like a breeze. After becoming a master, he was able to glide briefly at low altitude.

After all, with one breath in the body, it will be more comfortable to control the spiritual energy.

As the long sword penetrated Yusi, Qi Chen's brows were extremely serious. He wanted to know how far his strength had reached, and this veteran grandmaster could definitely satisfy him.

The thin sword made a low chirp, like the sound of flowers blooming, and Qi Chen felt that he and the sword were completely connected.

Only now did he understand that the so-called Forgetting the Sword Technique was not an attack method, but more about allowing him to communicate with the sword.

Once he communicates, that good sword comes to life in his hands.

Taoist Qingchen's expression was serious. He had completely fought his way out of the war at the bottom.

The whisk in his hand flew up, and the soft silk thread turned into a steel needle, blocking Qi Chen's sword.

His lips moved up and down, not knowing what he was saying, and he didn't make any sound. But the next second, the whisk was out of hand and hit the air heavily.

Boom, boom, boom!

Qi Chen only felt his ears ringing,

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My heart felt like someone was hitting me hard with a sledgehammer.

The body staggered and almost fell from the air.

He bit his tongue fiercely, put his last foot on the balcony on the second floor, jumped slightly, raised his body again, and swept over with his sword.

The breeze blows the rain.

The rain curtain split across.

Qi Chen's face was slightly pale, but his eyes were very bright. He knew that he had met a top master. He had been immersed in the monks for decades, and he was also a member of the repair department. Naturally, he had many methods.

"It's really not easy to patrol a province."

Taoist Qingchen floated back, always keeping a meter away from Qi Chen's blow.

After the blow weakened, he gently raised his hand.

"Um?"

But suddenly, he felt something was wrong. The sword energy that seemed to have weakened suddenly erupted again, like a dead tree blooming with spring.

Moreover, one sword energy is divided into eight paths. Each sword energy seems to have its own unique route, like the attack of eight people.

Taoist Qingchen's expression changed again and again, and his lips kept moving.

He raised his left hand and blocked the blow, causing a section of his sleeve to shatter.

"call!"

Suddenly, Taoist Qingchen exhaled a breath, and in an instant, the world seemed to have changed.

Qi Chen only felt that the rain around him was like a trap. Although he and the other party were only ten meters apart, there were many dangers.

"What's this?"

Taoist Qingchen smiled: "The Taoist talisman... was passed down from the Taoist sect, and it contains the character 'rain'."

"It took me several minutes to arrange it successfully. If it is a heavy rain, it will be even more powerful."

"Master Qi, please break it!" Taoist Qingchen was quite proud.

Qi Chen didn't understand Taoist gates, nor did he know the meaning of Taoist talismans. He just felt that the rain in front of him was hotter than magma.

If he broke in directly, he would probably be doused to death.

Qi Chen took back his sword and then took out his knife. He called this knife a pig-killing knife.

The method of killing pigs with the butchering knife is really the most suitable.

He raised his arm. The knife was very light, but under the infusion of spiritual energy, it immediately became very heavy.

He is not proficient in the first sword technique, but now he can only use this sword.

boom!

Different from the misty swordsmanship, the sword is very domineering. This sword fell from the sky, making thunder out of thin air, as if it was going to chop off the opponent's head.

The heavy rainwater was split instantly.

When the sword fell in front of Taoist Qingchen, the rain had completely dissipated. Of course, Qi Chen's sword had lost its strength.

Taoist Qingchen took a breath, his eyes were extremely solemn, and he was silent for a long time before he asked aloud: "What kind of sword technique is this?

"Pig-killing knife technique." Qi Chen raised his eyebrows.

"..."

Taoist Qingchen felt that he should not ask this question.
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