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Chapter 1093 Qinghua School

"Master, this man has been in coma for three days and hasn't woken up yet. Is it hopeless?"

"I don't know either.

Judging from the situation, he was seriously injured, but he shouldn’t be hopeless.”

"Junior sister, you are serious, why are you saving this irrelevant person?"

"I also feel sorry for him. I'll save him if I can. It doesn't take much effort anyway."

"Yan'er also has a kind heart, so it doesn't matter. Let's just form a good relationship."

There were three people sitting on a carriage, an old man and a young man and woman.

The conversation just now took place between these three people.

The person they were talking about was a heroic man lying on the carriage, who was unconscious at this time.

The carriage swayed slowly and slowly towards the road ahead.

"Hey, this car is a magic weapon, but it can't fly. It's such a waste of time. I can only drive slowly to Xingning City."

The young man said impatiently.

"There is nothing we can do about it. A big event happened recently. The entire Xingning Prefecture has implemented high-altitude control. No one can fly. We cannot disobey the government's orders."

The old man said, Fu Xu.

"All sects in the world must obey the orders of the government. When will we, the practitioners, be free between heaven and earth?"

"If you are strong enough, you can naturally be free and at ease."

The old man smiled slightly and said, "Just like the thirteen most powerful ones, they can disobey the orders of the Emperor of Heaven and even go against the imperial court. This is a chronic disease that has persisted for many years."

"How can it be compared with the Thirteen Paths?"

The young man whispered.

"So, if you are not strong enough, just obey the government's orders obediently. At least under the government's management, the sects can observe order and reduce many casualties and fights, which is still good for small sects like us."

"Peace is hard-won, so don't start war lightly."

The young woman said.

"You just have a kind heart. It's hard to survive in the spiritual world with such kindness."

The young man curled his lips.

"To put it another way, this is also a mind as pure as water."

The old man said with a straight face, "It is precisely because of such thoughts that Yan'er's cultivation speed is so fast, much faster than you. Won't you reflect on it?"

The young man's face turned red, but the old man was his master and could not have an attack.

That woman is also someone he likes, and he cannot be rude to a beautiful woman.

He could only respond in a muffled voice.

"When we arrive at Xingning Mansion, we will pay tribute to the government over the past three years with our resources, report on the disciples who have been injured or killed in recent years, and update the roster. Then we can take a good tour of Xingning Mansion City and show you some of it."

The old man said.

"Every three years, a portion of resources must be paid to the government as tribute, and the identities of all disciples in the sect must be registered. It's really annoying."

The young man shook his head and said.

"Just think of it as paying the protection fee and wasting some time. Under normal circumstances, the government won't interfere with us much."

The old man said calmly, "Otherwise, what do you think our Qinghua sect relies on to be safe and sound for so many years?

Isn’t it just relying on the protection of the government?

Otherwise, it would have been swallowed up by other factions and nothing would be left."

"Hahaha, that's right. There aren't many people in this world who can think as clearly as you do."

At this moment, a burst of laughter sounded outside the carriage.

"Who is it?"

The old man looked up and looked outside the carriage, only to see a man in black blocking the front.

"Kill your people!"

The man in black stood with his sword horizontally, flashing cold light.

"What is your identity? What grudges do you have with our Qinghua sect? Are you here to kill us?"

The old man said solemnly.

"Look at me, I'm all dressed in black, and I'm completely covered. Do you think I'll tell you my identity?"

The man in black laughed ferociously.

This black clothes is naturally not an ordinary black clothes, but can block the spiritual thoughts.

The old man was at the Life Palace level. At this time, his consciousness could not clearly see the appearance and figure of the man in black, and he could only feel it was blurry.

"It seems that you are well prepared to deal with me!"

"That's right! To be precise, it's against people from the Qinghua sect."

The man in black said.

"This place is not far from Xingning Mansion. Aren't you afraid that the noise of the battle between us will attract the government?"

The old man said.

"You seem to have made a mistake."

The man in black laughed ferociously, "I can hang you up and beat you with one hand. How can I possibly alert the officials?"

After saying that, I saw the man in black releasing his own aura, and he was clearly at the peak of the Life Palace Realm! And this old man was only at the early stage of the Life Palace Realm! "Not good!"

The old man's expression changed, a token appeared in his hand, and he sent it towards the sky.

Whoa! The light of the sword flashed, and the man in black took action instantly, cutting off the token in the old man's hand! As soon as the old man saw the man in black's sword, he already understood that the strength of the two sides was not at the same level at all, and there was no luck in his heart.

principle.

"Yan'er, Hao'er, you retreat quickly, I'll hold him back!"

"Want to leave?

Old guy, you think too much!"

The man in black took a step forward, and the sword flashed across him.

Click! Their well-defended carriage was cut in half by the man in black.

Whoa! A flash of blue light flashed, and the old man held a long sword and slashed towards the head of the man in black.

The man in black turned around and slashed the old man with his sword. The nearby forest was penetrated by the sword energy and split into two halves.

"die!"

The man in black didn't say much, he chased after him and struck at the old man.

The old man's face was horrified as he watched the majestic sword light fall and closed his eyes helplessly, about to fall under the sword light.

Zheng! At this moment, a hand stretched out from the side and steadily caught the sword light, making a sound of gold and stone clashing.

The old man couldn't help but open his eyes, and saw the unconscious man in the carriage appearing next to him, blocking the sword light of the man in black with one hand.

"Um?

Where did this little boy come from?"

The man in black was furious and wanted to draw his sword and kill him again.

Click! Click! The next moment, the big knife in his hand was shattered layer by layer, leaving only a handle.

The man in black had a dull expression on his face and stared blankly at the handle of the knife in his hand. This knife was a top-grade spiritual weapon. It was a fine thing made by the imperial weapon refiner. How could it be broken?

"Your Excellency...Who is your Excellency?"

The man in black said harshly.

"My name is Qin Ming!"

The mysterious man gently stretched out his hand and moved forward.

Poof! Then I saw this man in black, a bloody hole appeared between his eyebrows, which had been pierced by a finger, and he fell straight down.

The old man couldn't help but stayed for a moment, looked at Qin Ming blankly, and took a breath.

Crushing a high-grade spiritual weapon with one hand! With one finger, he pierced the eyebrows of the man in black! What a powerful strength this is, he must be a master of the Dharma Realm, right?

Even, it may not be an ordinary Dharma Realm, it may be a powerful figure in the Dharma Realm.

After all, someone who can crush a high-grade spiritual weapon with one hand is no ordinary person.

"Master, are you okay?"

The woman named Yan'er stepped forward and helped the old man up.

"It's okay. I suffered some minor injuries. Fortunately, I got help from someone noble."

The old man took a deep breath, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, stepped forward and said respectfully: "Greetings, senior! Thank you very much, senior, for saving me. Qinghua Sect Elder Li Changsong is very grateful!"


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