Time passed by, and the Shuangxi Peak Hall in Kongming Mountain was extremely quiet. The three people in the hall were all well-known people. They originally gathered here because of the same thing, but now it seems that they have nothing to do with each other.
Fairy Zixia drank the wine slowly as if nothing had happened, Zhao Qiankun played with the rosary in his hand expressionlessly, while Li Su of the Hanging Bell Sect squatted on the beam in a daze, occasionally focusing on the other two.
The scene seemed calm, but in fact the auras of the two Jindan monks had already collided, and they were testing each other.
Not long after, Zhao Qiankun said, "Is there anything more important than the general trend of the sect in a thousand years? You are also the leader of a sect, so you shouldn't be so obsessed with it, right?"
"The path of our monks has been blocked. No one can live for a thousand years, so why should we worry about what happens after our death?" Zixia Fairy opened her red lips lightly and said one sentence, which completely stated her position.
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"A woman is a woman after all, short-sighted." Zhao Qiankun laughed and shook his head.
Hearing this, Fairy Zixia glanced at Zhao Qiankun. This time her eyes were no longer calm, but mixed with a hint of indifference.
"You will regret it." Zhao Qiankun lowered his head and played with the rosary. He didn't know whether he said this to himself or to Fairy Zixia.
Suddenly, he raised his head again and asked.
"Since you have chosen the same camp as Xie Changyuan, why don't you help him, knowing that he narrowly escaped death today."
"Know."
"Then why did you stand idly by?"
"Not taking action is the greatest help to him."
"Oh? That makes sense." Zhao Qiankun nodded.
Looking out through the hole in the main hall, he found that the sun had gradually set in the west, and night would come in a few hours. Zhao Qiankun pinched his rosary beads and kept counting the time silently.
He was calculating the time when Xie Changyuan left, hoping to deduce the latter's condition. The longer it took him to chase Li Chonghuan, the worse his physical condition was. The worse his condition, the more confident Zhao Qiankun was.
Of course, what reassured him most was that from the conversation just now, he learned that Fairy Zixia would never help Xie Changyuan.
If this was the case, how could he, a golden elixir cultivator who kept a low profile and bide his time, lose to an ordinary man who had been damaged in battle? Thinking of this, Zhao Qiankun couldn't help but smile.
Not long after, Xie Changyuan returned to the Double Happiness Palace. At this time, his condition was even worse. A big hole was broken in the armor on his body. The guy at hand also replaced the blackened giant sword, because when he just chased Li Chonghuan, the one in his hand was
The long-handled sword was broken.
Zhao Qiankun smiled slightly and said, "A mere Li Chonghuan hurt you like this, and you actually dare to come back?"
Xie Changyuan's condition at this time made him unexpectedly "good" and made him feel more confident.
Xie Changyuan chuckled and didn't intend to say too much. After all, only he knew what happened just now.
Even he was surprised. While chasing Li Chonghuan all the way, the latter actually made a breakthrough in the crisis of life and death. His cultivation level broke through to the realm of half-step golden elixir. The struggle before death even broke out in this life.
The strongest sword cut off Xie Changyuan's sword and pierced his armor.
Li Chonghuan's broken mirror was an accident, which caused Xie Changyuan a lot of trouble. Now that he has returned to the Double Happiness Palace, his condition is not ideal.
Fairy Zixia also saw it and couldn't help but feel worried.
Xie Changyuan walked in dragging his giant sword and told Fairy Zixia with a look that he was fine.
Zhao Qiankun asked again, "Why didn't you come directly to fight with me just now? Instead of getting rid of those who set up the trap first, do you know that this is not good for you?"
As he spoke, Xie Changyuan was already standing ten feet in front of Zhao Qiankun. He inserted the giant sword into the ground and held it with both hands.
"If I fight you first, I won't be sure to catch up with them. On the contrary, if I deal with them first, I will still be sure to catch you."
Zhao Qiankun sneered.
To be honest, he didn't think Xie Changyuan still had the strength to fight at this moment.
He stood up suddenly, waved his sleeves, and the nine-link rosary in his palm came out, turning into a blue light and hitting Xie Changyuan.
"boom!"
Xie Changyuan immediately raised his sword as a shield. After a loud noise, his whole body stepped back dozens of steps, making a hole with every step he took.
"You overestimate yourself." Zhao Qiankun stood on the main seat and looked down at Xie Changyuan.
With his hands behind his back, he seemed to be the supreme master of the scene. Xie Changyuan, who was injured in the battle, was like an ant.
"Oh, then you'd better not let me get the chance to bully you, otherwise I will return this sentence to you intact." Xie Changyuan held his sword in front.
Zhao Qiankun is in the palace, and Xie Changyuan is in the palace. The former is immortal, and the latter is scarred. This fight is almost overwhelming. But strangely, Zhao Qiankun does not have absolute confidence in his eyes, and Xie Changyuan's eyes are also full of scars.
There was no absolute decadence.
In this life-and-death battle, who will win will ultimately depend on the outcome.
In the palace, Zhao Qiankun smiled, "I'll give you the opportunity, but can you grasp it?"
After he finished speaking, he stood up on the table and raised his hands.
Almost in an instant, Xie Changyuan's figure disappeared from the spot, and a strong wind was set off within a distance of ten feet in front of Zhao Qiankun, lifting up the gravel and gravel on the ground and flying wildly.
Xie Changyuan approached Zhao Qiankun with a giant sword in his hand. There was a murderous intent in his single eye, and he struck down with the sword.
Suddenly, Zhao Qiankun's shadow shone under the candlelight and moved. In an instant, he broke free from the restraints of the ground, transformed into a human form and caught Xie Changyuan's sword.
Take the sword with your bare hands!
Xie Changyuan was stunned for a moment in mid-air, looking at the dark shadow in front of him, but because humans generally have a complete body, if the color was not wrong, it would simply be a living person.