The gray-shirted swordsman was stunned, probably because he did not expect that Qin Yun would actually make such a suggestion, but he immediately shook his head and replied: "In our line of work, the most important thing is reputation. If the reputation is gone, there will be no business in the future."
It can be done, so I'm really sorry, but even if you pay ten times the price, you can't make me give up..."
"Who said you should give up?" Qin Yun interrupted him: "The reason I offer double the price is to ask you to deal with the person who hired you to trouble me the same way you dealt with me. Two businesses will not
It affects your credibility."
The gray-shirted swordsman suddenly became speechless. After a moment, he shook his head and said, "I can't accept this business from you, because you can't afford to offend that person, and I can't afford to offend him either."
"Then I really misjudged you..." Qin Yun was not surprised and sighed: "I thought you were a swordsman, but I didn't expect you were just a rat who bullies good and fears evil!"
The muscles on the gray-shirted swordsman's face twitched a few times, and a hint of embarrassment flashed through his gray eyes.
Clang!
Qin Yun suddenly pulled out the Wur Cang Sword, stepped forward and shouted in a deep voice: "If you want to fight, then fight!"
As he stepped forward, the heavy sword he held tightly resounded with a clanging sound, and the momentum of the innate swordsman suddenly burst out, overwhelming his opponent in an instant!
"Watch the move!"
In the blink of an eye, Qin Yun approached less than seven steps away from the gray-robed swordsman. The wrathful sword that was raised high fell down in an instant. The hot sword energy tore into the air and slashed straight towards the gray-robed swordsman's head.
!
The long river fell into the sun and beheaded!
The fourth form of Taiyi Jinhuan Sword Art is the most powerful. Although the sword form is simple and direct, it contains more than seven changes. Without sufficient realm cultivation, it is impossible to display the essence of it.
In the eyes of the gray-shirted swordsman, Qin Yun's figure had disappeared, disappearing into the vast river of flames. The force of the sword coming towards him made his breathing stop!
The gray-shirted swordsman originally thought that he had overestimated Qin Yun, but when he actually faced Qin Yun's attack, he realized that his overestimation was actually an underestimation. He no longer had any thoughts of underestimating the enemy.
"break!"
He took half a step back, and the long sword in his hand suddenly flew up, the sword light shining like dazzling sword flowers.
The sword flowers appeared out of thin air in an instant. They emitted a bloody red light. When all the sword flowers were combined together, they actually formed a huge lotus-shaped flame. It could barely block Qin Yun's Taiyi who was slashing down in front of him.
Sword energy!
"Thousand-Calamity Red Lotus!"
Fang Feicheng, who was watching the battle from behind, suddenly changed his expression, as if he had thought of something.
Bo! Bo! Bo!
Two different qi energies collided head-on. The Taiyi Sword Qi seemed to have crashed into an extremely flexible giant net. The surge of power was quickly resisted and weakened. The collision of qi energies made muffled sounds one after another.
Like bubbles of liquid exploding in a river of rock and fire.
However, the Red Lotus Sword Qi deployed by the gray-shirted swordsman could not completely withstand the frontal bombardment of Taiyi Sword Qi. It only lasted for a moment before it broke and collapsed.
But the gray-robed swordsman quickly changed his steps, and his body flew towards Qin Yun like lightning, stabbing him directly in the vital part of the throat!
The gray-shirted swordsman's counterattack was absolutely fierce and swift. If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely be killed in a hurry. But Qin Yun has very rich combat experience, how could he not guard against his opponent's counterattack in advance.
His body suddenly moved a few feet flat to the right, and the heavy sword was tilted towards the gray-robed swordsman.
If the gray-shirted swordsman kept his attack unchanged, he would be bumping into Qin Yun's sword, so he had no choice but to give up his back-up moves. The long sword sank and hit Qin Yun's heavy sword.
Clang!
The two swords collided heavily, and bright sword flowers burst out from where the swords clashed, and then they both swung apart.
Qin Yun's body trembled, and he withdrew his sword and took three steps back. His hands and mouth were slightly numb.
In a mere test of strength, Qin Yun's realm cultivation level is undoubtedly far behind that of his opponent. The result of a head-to-head confrontation will inevitably be that he falls at a disadvantage.
The gray-shirted swordsman was even more surprised, because he had gathered almost 90% of his strength with this sword. He originally wanted to bully the weak and knock Qin Yun's weapon away. At the worst, it would make Qin Yun suffer a hidden loss.
But he didn't expect that although Qin Yun's level of strength was not as good as his own, his internal energy was strong and pure, and he didn't take much advantage in a head-on confrontation.
The most important thing is that after a brief confrontation, the gray-shirted swordsman discovered that Qin Yun's combat experience and adaptability were very high, which was definitely not comparable to that of ordinary Sword Sect disciples.
However, the more this happened, the higher his fighting spirit became. He shouted in a low voice while drawing a sword towards Qin Yun.
This sword looks ordinary, but the blade cuts through the air and emits a shuddering roar. The invisible sword energy surges toward Qin Yun like a raging wave of the sea, and countless red lotus sword flames are faintly visible.
flash.
Sword phase!
Qin Yun took a deep breath, a divine light flashed in his tiger eyes, and his face became extremely solemn!
A low sword howl followed, and thousands of sword rays suddenly exploded in front of him. The Nu Cang Sword brought torrents of flames towards the endless red lotus, spreading blazing flames like a golden crow falling from the sky.
Mang!
boom!
The collision of sword energy caused an earth-shattering crack, the golden crow was destroyed and the red lotus was destroyed. Countless broken air flames flew everywhere, raising countless gravel and grass on the ground, and a scorching storm swept manically from the roadside.
And pass!
Qin Yun "kicked, kicked, kicked" and stepped back seven or eight steps, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that his internal organs were injured by the opponent's strength during the duel.
But his hand holding the Wrath Sword is still steady and strong, and his dark eyes are burning with unyielding flames!
The gray-shirted swordsman only swayed and took a step back.
The strength of both sides was clear at a glance. It was also a sword-level duel, and Qin Yun was at a clear disadvantage.
Seeing such a situation, Fang Feicheng, who was watching the battle from behind, could no longer sit back and watch. He secretly gathered his energy and was ready to support Qin Yun at any time. Together, the two of them could definitely repel the gray-shirted swordsman.
But what everyone didn't expect was that the gray-shirted swordsman didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue the victory, but instead put away his sword.
He looked at Qin Yun and said slowly: "Your strength surprises me. At your age, I am far from your opponent. It seems that this mission cannot be completed."
Qin Yun was surprised by his opponent's abandonment and couldn't help but said: "Then how do you explain it to your employer?"
"The employer's request is that I beat you until you kneel down and beg for mercy!" The gray-shirted swordsman smiled faintly: "I may be able to defeat or even kill you, but I certainly can't make you kneel down and beg for mercy. No matter what, I can't accomplish it."
"You are right, I am indeed a person who bullies good and fears evil. Maybe someone like me shouldn't..."
A gust of wind blew by, kicking up dust flying all over the sky, and the figure of the gray-robed swordsman disappeared into the dust.
Only his voice still echoed around, with an indescribable loneliness.
"You have to be careful, my employer won't give up..."
The last sound became inaudible, and Qin Yun's heart moved, and he slowly put away the Wrath Cang Sword.
Fang Feicheng walked over with his mount in hand, his expression very solemn: "I think I know who he is. If I guess correctly, he should be Wang Yang, the abandoned disciple of the sect. The Thousand-Calamity Red Lotus Sword Technique he practiced is exactly what we have
The secret skill of Sword Sect!"
Wang Yang is quite legendary in the Tiancheng Sword Sect. He joined the Tiancheng Sword Sect to learn swordsmanship at the age of thirteen, and studied under Lin Chaohui, the elder of Tingtaofeng Huagang. He entered Xiantian at the age of twenty, and later became a swordsman and traveled around the nine states.
Ten years ago, Wang Yang was one of the Thirty-Six Tiangang Disha of the Sword Sect and was regarded as a promising young disciple. However, no one expected that he would violate the sect's precepts and be expelled from the sect.
"I also heard from people that this matter is also a taboo in the Sword Sect. It is said that Wang Yang's master was punished to live in seclusion for ten years. However, it was only because of his master's protection that his martial arts was not abolished.
Fang Feicheng said with great regret: "I didn't expect that he would now be reduced to an accomplice."
"If I hadn't seen someone else perform the Thousand-Calamity Red Lotus Sword Technique, I probably wouldn't have thought it was him!"
So that's it! Qin Yun asked curiously: "Then why did he violate the sect's precepts back then?"
Fang Feicheng shook his head and replied: "I don't know about that. I heard that the internal situation back then was very complicated. Our Tiancheng Sword Sect has strict rules. Some people who want to deal with you don't dare to come forward in person, so they can only hide in the dark.
Black hand."
He looked at Qin Yun and said with a smile: "I heard that the matter between you and Ruobing has been made public? I'm afraid there will be a lot of similar troubles in the future, but my old lady is really right. You are not twenty now.
Promoted to Xiantian..."
Before Fang Feicheng could say anything, a cold voice suddenly came from behind: "Brother Feicheng, it's getting late, we'd better go to the small town ahead to stay early!"
It was Fang Ruobing who interrupted Fang Feicheng. The former shrank his head and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go..."
It can be seen that he is quite in awe of his cousin. In fact, if Fang Ruobing keeps a serious face, many people will be uneasy. Just the coldness in her eyes can make people feel chilled.
.
But when she looked at Qin Yun, Fang Ruobing's eyes returned to warmth, and she said apologetically: "Senior Brother Qin Yun, what happened this time..."
"It doesn't matter..." Qin Yun said with a smile: "My swordsmanship is honed in battles. Opponents are rare. I hope that someone will come to challenge me often!"
Both of them knew in their hearts that the man behind the hiring of Wang Yang to block the road and cause trouble for Qin Yun was most likely Zhong Yong, the direct grandson of Zhong Shidao, the chief elder of Tianfeng. No one else would be so boring.
But there is no basis for it, even if you capture Wang Yang and question him, you may not be able to win over Zhongyong, so there is no need to explain it clearly, it is enough for everyone to understand clearly.
Of course, in Fang Ruobing's heart, she felt more sorry for Qin Yun. In the final analysis, it was because of her.
