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Chapter 152 My cultivation is very poor, but

The night wind is strong.

The bustle on the street has dispersed, leaving only a few rustling figures still walking.

Chu Qingxiao walked to the door of the inn and looked outside.

The Linyuan Sword in his hand was trembling slightly, and he said: "Tianxuan Mountain is a well-known and upright sect! If you want to do evil things, you may have chosen a name by chance! Then please show up!"

His voice was loud and unconcealed. The moment he spoke, the passers-by around him all looked sideways and looked at him with strange expressions, obviously not understanding what this young man was doing.

But soon their doubts were answered.

Dozens of black figures suddenly walked out of the shadows of the street, all armed with spiritual swords, and stepped forward, surrounding the inn door.

The leading man's face was gloomy, with a shocking scar running through half of his cheek.

He looked at Chu Qingxiao with great interest and asked, "Are you Chu Qingxiao?"

"What advice do you have?" Chu Qingxiao asked instead of answering his question.

"A mere handyman disciple dares to steal the Tianxuan Mountain Spiritual Sword. You have great courage. If you hand over the Spiritual Sword now, I may spare your life!" Yi Shitai said coldly.

Chu Qingxiao blinked: "Is this the crime you Liuhuanfeng gave us?"

After saying this, Chu Qingxiao didn't wait for Yi Shitai's response, and turned to look at the dozens of young disciples behind him, most of whom were in their twenties or thirties.

He frowned slightly: "Everyone, swords have no eyes. If you really fight, you will die."

"We can be considered fellow sects. Zheng Lingyin almost killed the inner sect disciples of Shenhe Peak for his own selfish reasons. Now he is even more pressing. If you are serious, you can retreat, lest you lose your useful life for unjust things."

Chu Qingxiao's words were righteous, but the disciples of Liuhuan Peak who heard these words looked at each other with mocking looks. They looked at Chu Qingxiao more like they were looking at a fool.

Yi Shitai was also stunned.

Although Chu Qingxiao's cultivation level was not high, Yi Shitai was a little afraid of Chu Qingxiao after understanding what he had done.

At least Chu Qingxiao seems to be a smart guy from taking revenge on Zhu Renzhao to planning the sword theft.

And if such a guy is looked down upon simply because of his cultivation, he will often cause big trouble.

But what he didn't expect was that this guy who he valued so much would naively try to persuade them in this way.

"If this is how you plan to deal with us, my suggestion is to surrender." Yi Shitai said.

Chu Qingxiao looked regretful: "Aren't you ready to leave?"

He asked the people behind Yi Shitai.

He looked serious.

The Liuhuan Peak disciples behind Yi Shitai could no longer hold back at this moment and burst out laughing.

"Isn't this guy a fool?"

"He asked us to leave? Why?"

"You brat, if you're scared, just catch him as soon as possible!"

Words of ridicule rang out from the mouths of those disciples, reached Chu Qingxiao's ears, and resounded in front of the inn door.

After hearing these words, Chu Qingxiao frowned and seemed a little afraid.

Yi Shitai asked with a smile: "Are you scared?"

He, Chu Qingxiao, shook his head and said, "I'm just not used to killing people yet."

The moment he said these words, Yi Shitai could clearly feel that the seemingly harmless young man in front of him suddenly had a heart-stopping aura filling his body.

"careful!"

He shouted loudly.

But as soon as the voice fell, the young man's figure suddenly shot out and headed straight for Yi Shitai.

Yi Shitai was shocked. He couldn't figure out the details of this young man, so he seemed a little hesitant when he made his move for the first time.

He chose to go on the defensive in order to figure out the opponent's tactics.

This is the safest way.

But it is also the result that Chu Qingxiao wants to see.

Just when Chu Qingxiao's Linyuan Sword was about to hit Yi Shitai's sword, the perception from the Shura Realm allowed Chu Qingxiao to clearly understand that the opponent had no intention of hurting the enemy.

His sword edge deflected and attacked the Liuhuan Peak disciple next to Yi Shitai.

The Liuhuan Peak disciple who faced Chu Qingxiao's offensive looked horrified, and he quickly raised the sword in his hand to resist.

But this time, Chu Qingxiao did not choose to feint, and Linyuan Sword landed solidly on the opponent's sword edge.

The two were in a stalemate, and the disciples around them also came to their senses and attacked with their swords.

But Chu Qingxiao's face was calm. He bent his body to avoid the incoming sword. At the same time, he stretched his other hand behind his back. From the Qiankun Sword Box, a broken sword fell into his hand.

“Spring is never too late—the wild geese have departed and come home!”

With a soft shout, the broken sword suddenly turned into a stream of light, flew towards the disciples who were killing him, drew an arc in the air, cut the throat of one of the disciples, and then rotated and inserted into the arm of another disciple.

A sudden flash of blood appeared.

The atmosphere on the scene suddenly turned cold.

"How dare you hurt my disciple!" Yi Shitai said angrily.

He never expected that Chu Qingxiao, who seemed to be showing fear just now, would suddenly look like a different person, and kill a disciple of Liuhuan Peak in such a ruthless way with just a raise of his hand!

This is no small matter.

Although there are many differences within Tianxuan Mountain, they have done a pretty good job in protecting the inner disciples.

Daring to kill an inner disciple blatantly is tantamount to slapping Tianxuanshan in the face, and everyone will take it into account when doing things.

But Chu Qingxiao completed the matter without changing his expression.

He didn't even pay attention to Yi Shitai's angry scolding, and he dodged to avoid the large number of people coming to kill him.

At the same time, another broken sword was taken out from behind.

"Second watch - Yama mourns!" He shouted violently, the broken sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the harsh sword sound resounded. The disciple who was the first to bear the brunt suddenly felt his brain trembling, and he was in a trance. When he came back to his senses, his chest

Already pierced by the broken sword.

Chu Qingxiao, who succeeded in the attack, did not withdraw the broken sword inserted into the opponent's body at all, and avoided it in time.

With the help of Shura Realm, even when being besieged by several people, he seemed to be able to do it with ease, as if he had already anticipated the rules of everyone's attack, and his dodge steps seemed calm and leisurely.

At the same time, he drew out the broken sword again.

"The Water of Everlasting Hate—Feng Mingxiao!"

This sword move is as powerful as a rainbow, and the body leaps up, like a divine bird coming to the world.

"Breaking the formation - the mountain collapses!"

This move is simple and unpretentious, but it carries the power of collapsing mountains.

"The swallow in front of the door - Qiu Yumian!"

In this move, the force of the sword is continuous, as fast as autumn rain, and several swords are struck in an instant.

Yi Shitai on the side calmed down after his initial anger.

Although Chu Qingxiao's cultivation seemed far inferior to him, he still chose to sit back and watch as the disciples he brought surrounded and killed Chu Qingxiao.

In this period of more than twenty breaths, five or six disciples of Liuhuan Peak died in Chu Qingxiao's hands.

But in a sense, this is not a bad thing.

Chu Qingxiao and others are inextricably linked to Qingque Peak.

Yi Shi Taibing couldn't figure out what these connections meant, and the young peak master of Qingque Peak was now in the limelight.

Unlike ordinary disciples like Sun Li who have no background in Shenhe Peak, if Chu Qingxiao and others really have something to do with Zhao Nianshuang.

Injuring them, or even killing them, after the Dongchuang incident, Yi Shitai could not guarantee whether his peak master would take the blame on himself.

Yi Shitai has seen too many such things.

He understood very well that there was nothing wrong with doing things for his master, but the premise was that he had to protect himself first, and at least give his master a reason to protect himself.

Therefore, let Chu Qingxiao kill a few people.

Once he came, he could see Chu Qingxiao's true identity.

Secondly, Chu Qingxiao took action first, so when the Dongchuang incident happened, he also had rhetoric to rely on.

And now it's all mature.

Yi Shitai slowly drew out his sword.

Chu Qingxiao is indeed a bit weird.

The jet black long sword in his hand was absolutely extraordinary, but he didn't seem to be able to control it particularly well.

Most of the time, he just used the sword as a defense, and the real killing moves were hidden among the broken swords in the sword box behind him.

And the most bizarre thing is that the sword moves used by each broken sword of this young man are completely different and come from different factions.

At the same time, those sword moves are not simple moves, they all have their own mysteries.

But Chu Qingxiao knows every move very well.

For such a young boy to be able to master so many different sword moves is something that no ordinary person can do.

He was a little wary in his heart, but that was all.

He could see clearly that the other party's cultivation level was only in the third level, and he had no hidden agenda. He only relied on his weird body skills and exquisite sword moves to advance and retreat under the encirclement of so many Liuhuan Peak disciples.

There is a degree.

"It's a good seedling, but it's a pity that he chose the wrong path."

He sighed, and when he pulled out the sword from his waist, he was about to step forward, and a sharp sword intent surged out of his body, covering Chu Qingxiao's figure.

The moment the breath escaped, Chu Qingxiao's body visibly paused and froze on the spot.

He turned his head to look at Yi Shitai in astonishment, with a look of horror in his eyes.

"Suffer death!" Yi Shitai had no intention of talking to Chu Qingxiao.

As soon as he said this, his figure suddenly shot out, his sword like fire, coming straight towards Chu Qingxiao's face!

Yi Shitai had cultivated to the sixth realm, and the power contained in this sword was simply not something that a third-level warrior like Chu Qingxiao could contend with.

Seeing the sword edge getting closer and closer to him, the existence of the Shura Realm made Chu Qingxiao understand that the danger was approaching, but the opponent's speed was too fast for him to avoid.

And just when he was about to be pierced between the eyebrows with this sword.

Zheng!

A surge of sword intent suddenly rose from Yi Shitai's back.

Yi Shitai's heart tightened. He looked back and saw a girl in purple, holding out a long sword with the sword hanging in the air.

"Silver light falls on the snow!" Following her cry, eighty-one silver streams of light poured out from the sword body, attacking Yi Shitai.

"The Sword of the Earthly Evil King!"

In just a moment, silver light came to Yi Shitai.

Yi Shitai did not dare to be careless and had to withdraw his attack, while holding the sword across his chest.

Facing the intensive impact of silver light, muffled sounds continued to be heard from the sword, and his figure immediately retreated.

After more than ten breaths, he finally stabilized his body.

His face turned a little pale at this moment.

But before he could recover, black shadows suddenly appeared on the eaves on both sides of the street, fluttering their wings.

Yi Shitai was startled. When he looked at those things, he saw black crows with scarlet eyes.

The black crow was extremely fast. The moment it attacked, Yi Shitai was unable to resist, and was immediately pecked by the black crow's sharp beak.

He quickly gathered the Zhengyang Qi around him, and at the same time activated his sword intent to protect his body. As if he realized that it would be difficult to hurt him, the ghost crows actually retreated, and then gathered behind him, turning into a ghostly figure.

.

The figure was given wings, and when it flapped, countless black feathers shot out like sharp swords.

Yi Shitai had never seen such a strange attack before. He hurriedly avoided it and rolled on the ground in a panic. Although there were many wounds from feathers all over his body, fortunately, no vital parts were injured.

He was half kneeling on the ground, breathing heavily.

Ding.

But at this moment, a soft sound suddenly came.

He looked up alertly and saw a body lying on the ground not far away.

That was the Liuhuan Peak disciple who died at the hands of Chu Qingxiao at the beginning.

There was a broken sword stuck in his chest.

And that light sound comes from this.

The sword trembled slightly, as if responding to some call.

Yi Shitai was stunned.

But the next moment, the broken sword suddenly flew out from the corpse of the Liuhuan Peak disciple.

He looked in the direction where the broken sword had escaped.

I saw that the broken swords that Chu Qingxiao had swung out were all summoned by something at this moment, and flew forward to where they were hovering behind another girl.

The girl was holding a bright long sword, and phantoms holding swords appeared behind her. Soon the number of phantoms reached hundreds.

At the same time, a terrifying and sharp sword intent surged out of the girl's body.

She looked at him.

Hundreds of shadows behind her also looked at him.

Rolling murderous intent, like a tide or a river, enveloped him.

The girl who clearly only had four realms gave him the illusion of being a god in this one.

In great horror, he looked at the three women standing side by side in front of him, and then he realized that Chu Qingxiao was just the weakest one in the group.

Chu Qingxiao seemed to see Yi Shitai's surprise. He walked up to him and looked down at Yi Shitai.

He shrugged helplessly and said.

"As you can see."

"My cultivation is very poor."

"But my soft rice..."

"Very hard."


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