The room was small, and as soon as the fist broke through the door, it was almost to the front door of An Qingli.
The fist came so fast, and An Qingli reacted quickly and quickly ducked to the right.
The punch missed, and the force of the punch directly broke through the wooden wall facing him.
During the Qi training period in the next room, there was no time to escape, and he was hit by the punch in the chest, and he immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.
An Qingli stood aside and raised his sword to take the man's head.
In the middle stage of foundation building, that person was living a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife, so his reaction was naturally not slow. He fell on his back to avoid the red sword energy, and at the same time waved his arm and shot three bone-penetrating nails straight towards An Qing.
The key points of the fence.
The sword energy strikes first, and the bone-penetrating nails arrive later.
The red sword energy touched the tip of the man's nose, passed through the wall, and disturbed another room.
Three bone-penetrating nails rushed towards An Qingli's Dantian.
An Qingli ducked and swung his sword in one movement, cutting off the three bone-penetrating nails with one stroke.
"What a sharp sword!"
The man looked greedy, but he was not willing to fight. Seeing that the sneak attack failed, he immediately got out of the house.
An Qingli followed closely and swung his sword to slash at the man's back.
The man ducked sideways, and the sword energy passed by his left arm again. A piece of flesh was immediately cut off from the man's left arm. At the same time, there was a "bang" sound, and an old wooden table was cut into pieces by the sword energy.
Two halves.
"Tsk, you have to pay for it." In a spacious house, the innkeeper's wife was leaning against the window, holding a hookah in her slender hand, watching the show in a good mood.
Several spiritual consciousnesses are paying attention to the lobby downstairs.
The lobby is spacious and should be a good place for killing.
However, the man didn't show any interest in fighting and ran directly towards the door and broke out.
"Looks like he's trying to escape!" Everyone had a guess in their minds.
It would be embarrassing to be chased and beaten in the middle stage of foundation building.
An Qingli picked up his sword and chased him near the door. He stared at the man's back and seemed to be swinging his sword at his back. However, the sword in his hand was slightly deflected and he swung towards the half door on the left.
"It's off!" Some people didn't forget to comment after watching the show.
With a "pop" sound, a line of blood appeared out of thin air.
Someone immediately realized that there was still someone standing by the door, an invisible person.
The magic weapon in An Qingli's hand is the Red Flame Sword. It is not the natal spiritual treasure, but the flying sword that Mu Sheng originally gave her and was upgraded by the smelting fire.
The power of a magic weapon-level sword is already astonishing.
An Qingli injected a lot of spiritual power, and a sword energy passed through, splitting the man's spiritual weapon and robe, and directly split the hidden man in half.
The lower half of his body was exposed and he fell to the ground. An Qingli didn't give the other party time to escape. He stared at the bleeding spot and struck several swords quickly. The hidden man completely lost his life and was revealed.
"Brother!"
At first, the man's eyes were about to burst, and he turned back to avenge his brother.
Several talismans immediately attacked An Qingli.
An Qingli immediately retreated, and at the same time his robes shone with light, blocking the explosive power of the talisman.
All the tables and chairs in the lobby were destroyed, and the entire inn was also damaged. There were cracks everywhere on the walls and on the floor.
"You'll get a thousand cuts!" The romantic landlady clenched the hookah rod in her hand and cursed fiercely.
In the thick smoke, An Qingli quickly turned to the side, holding the magic sword in his hand, and waved at the man again.
The man saw the red sword energy approaching quickly and quickly ducked, but another red sword energy also came immediately.
An Qingli kept moving and quickly swung his sword at the man. The man couldn't avoid it and was cut with blood all over his body by the sword energy.
That’s not true!
The man was so anxious that he no longer defended passively, locked his consciousness on An Qingli, punched quickly, and struck An Qingli violently with a few powerful punches.
The fist style was tangible, like a leopard, like a leopard's head.
There were several loud "bang bang bang" sounds, several pillars broke, and finally the entire inn collapsed.
Some of the people in the inn had already flown out of the inn, while others hurriedly got up and jumped when the inn collapsed.
The child is crying.
An Qingli didn't plan to waste any more spiritual power on entangled with this person, lest his spiritual power would be exhausted and he would be tricked by someone who would come after him.
Sacrifice of the red lotus bone umbrella can help a quick victory, but revealing too much wealth in front of everyone will inevitably cause trouble again.
An Qingli greeted the other party with poison.
This poison was given by the old man. Xiao Lingxi drank less than half of it and found that the taste was not very good. It was far worse than the poisonous elixir refined in the Sanyuan Furnace, so she left the poison.
An Qingli suddenly flew into the air, smashed a small wine can, and met the strong fist wind.
The people who were watching the battle around the ruins looked puzzled. The appearance of this small wine can was so sudden and so unexpected that it completely ruined the scenery.
There was a "boom" sound.
The wind of the fist blasted the wine can, and it was unclear whether it was water or wine.
The man's expression changed drastically. Although he didn't know what it was, he was still a powerful person, so he held up his spiritual energy shield and immediately dodged to avoid it.
An Qingli took the opportunity to take out a few fourth-level talismans, waved his hand, and the talismans exploded, killing the man to pieces.
At the same time, the poisonous water soaked into the body, causing the attack to occur in advance because the other party mobilized spiritual power to protect the body.
The poison can make a monk's reaction slow and his hands and feet weak. Even if he takes the detoxification pill, it will not be effective immediately.
An Qingli didn't give the other person time to take the detoxifying pill, and slashed him with his sword again. The man was seriously injured and poisonous gas entered his body, and he fell completely.
Quickly taking away the storage bag from the opponent's waist, An Qingli planned to leave immediately to avoid being entangled by this group of people again.
"Wait a minute." The innkeeper's wife in the early stage of Jindan stopped An Qingli with a smile, "My enemy, do you want to slap your butt and leave after smashing up his inn? One hundred high-grade spiritual stones."
One hundred high-grade spiritual stones?
The people around took a breath. This landlady was really a big talker. Although the inn was destroyed, many things could still be used after tidying them up. Ten high-grade spiritual stones were enough.
What's more, a casual cultivator may not even have high-grade spiritual stones on his body, but only some middle-grade and low-grade spiritual stones and some spiritual beads.
An Qingli was on guard and stepped back a few feet before saying, "Madam boss, I'm not the one causing trouble. I'm afraid you've found the wrong person."
"If you don't seek compensation from the living, why should you seek compensation from the dead?" The proprietress did not regard An Qingli as an ordinary cultivator. Ordinary cultivators cannot use magic weapons to fight enemies with flying swords, nor can they wear magic weapons on their bodies. Some people are blind,
She couldn't recognize the magic weapon, and she couldn't clearly see Shicai's fighting skills, but she could clearly see the golden elixir. For such a rich family, she had to make a good deal. "One price, one hundred high-grade spiritual stones, or the spiritual stone will be kept."
Either way, or the dead man’s storage bag will be left behind.”
Is this a blackmail by a cultivator? An Qingli raised his lips and said, "Mrs. Boss, there was a man who fell in front of the house earlier. I killed him, but the storage bag on him belongs to you. That storage bag belongs to you."
I'm afraid there are more than a hundred high-grade spiritual stones in the bag, enough to pay off the debt, so I won't bother you."
"Don't leave, don't leave." The proprietress smiled sweetly, but she released the pressure of the golden elixir period and enveloped An Qingli, "One code belongs to another code. He died in my store. It is reasonable for the things to belong to me. But
If you destroy my store, you should pay for your share of spiritual stones."
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