Liu Changqing's words plunged everyone present into deathly silence.
No one expected that the young master of Wandao Sect, who was so humble just now, would become so ruthless.
Among them, the only one who feels normal is probably Wang Xuan.
At first, just because he and Li Qingyao were childhood playmates, this guy was able to gouge his own eyes out, so what else could he not do?
He knew what Liu Changqing was doing, but that didn't mean Wang Xuan could accept it.
"Liu Changqing, do you think you can threaten me? Well, I have already cut them off once I return to Xuanyang City."
"Haha, Wang Xuan, Wang Xuan, do you know? I wish I could tear you into pieces. If you don't care about Li Qingyao, how can you send her body back?"
Wang Xuan's denial made Liu Changqing smile coldly and immediately refute.
"Well, if that's the case, let's take action. It's a matter of life and death."
"Okay, it's exactly what I want. However, you can't take action on that little thing on your shoulder, otherwise I will destroy Li Qingyao's body in front of you."
That little thing, of course, refers to the little tiger.
Perhaps sensing the unusual atmosphere, Xiaohu squatted on his shoulders, his eyes involuntarily flashing with light.
"Haha, okay, I also want to learn the clever tricks of the young master of Wan Dao Sect, and take my life."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Xuan threw the little tiger on his shoulder behind him and rushed towards Liu Changqing.
"Well done, you are an ant like mud. It is a great gift for you to live to this day. You should die!"
The swords clashed and opened at the first touch, and the fight was evenly matched.
However, the two did not stop, but rushed towards each other again.
Sure enough, with the subsequent confrontation, Wang Xuan discovered that Liu Changqing was indeed very strong. No wonder he was able to defeat the senior brothers in the Ten Thousand Sword Sect who were at the half-step Sky Control Realm with the strength of the ninth level of the Spiritual Movement Realm.
"Drawing the Sword Technique!"
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wang Xuan shouted lowly, and then struck hard at Liu Changqing.
"The Tyrannical Crazy Sword!"
In an instant, sparks flew everywhere, and they were evenly matched again.
"kill!"
The killing started again, a faint light flashed in Wang Xuan's eyes, and strong spiritual power was injected into the Heaven Sacrifice Sword.
The sharp edge of the sword is so menacing that when people look at it, their eyes seem to be burned in some way.
With a slash of the sword, the long knife in Liu Changqing's hand suddenly broke into two pieces.
"Huh? Your sword..."
How could a sword that could be used by the young master of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect be inferior?
Liu Changqing was shocked when he was split by Wang Xuan's heaven-sacrifice sword.
With one successful move, Wang Xuan gained the upper hand and was not merciful. The sword in his hand did not lose its force and he pressed hard towards the opponent.
A strong sense of crisis filled Liu Changqing's whole body, making him feel as if he was on the verge of death.
"Hmph, don't even think about it."
Holding the broken knife in his hand, Liu Changqing tried his best to resist. At the same time, his body quickly retreated, widening the distance between the two.
"What kind of sword is this?"
"Hmph, the sword that kills you."
"No, you can't use this sword."
No one thought that Liu Changqing would say such words, considering that he is now the young master of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.
"It's a joke. Weapons are also part of strength. Who do you think you are? I won't use them if you ask me to use them?"
"Wang Xuan, don't force me. Believe it or not, I will destroy Li Qingyao's body right now?"
"you......"
Among the people present, apart from Wang Xuan, perhaps only Liu Changqing knew how powerful the sword in Wang Xuan's hand was.
You must know that the sword he used was given to him by the Supreme Elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, which was the top-grade Lingxi Ba Dao.
Now, being cut off by Wang Xuan's sword, we can deduce how powerful the sword in Wang Xuan's hand is.
"Master Liu, is it too much to ask for something like this?"
As the leader of the team, Elder Sun, after seeing that Wang Xuan had the upper hand, Liu Shaoqing went back on his word, which forced him to step forward.
"Why, Old Ghost Sun, you want to intervene and take advantage of the weapons, so you can't win without using force."
"Haha, Old Ghost Qin, if you want to be shameless, you really have to be your Ten Thousand Sword Sect. Weapons are also part of the strength. A sect as big as your Ten Thousand Sword Sect can't even produce a decent sword, right?"
"You...hum..."
Holding a gun and a stick, Elder Qin was speechless for a moment.
Speaking of which, they really were in the wrong.
The way of fighting was determined by them, as was the bet. Now that the weapons are inferior to the opponent's, they are ready to go back on their word. There is no such thing as cheap in the world.
"Senior Sun, when you said this, I suddenly remembered something. My Liu family was robbed not long ago, and what was lost was the sword in Wang Xuan's hand. I wonder if senior can explain it?"
I have never seen such a shameless person before. Everyone present in the Wanjian Sect laughed in anger and glared at each one.
"Liu Changqing, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. Are you afraid that you are biting and biting?"
"Senior Brother, I think this guy is a mad dog now and only wants to bite people."
"That's right, this guy is clearly a dog, a dead dog, a mad dog."
The others didn't say anything. Ji Lingji and others were the first to quit and began to curse.
"What are you talking about? Do you dare to maliciously insult our young sect master? Don't you want to live?"
"Looking for death, I will kill you."
The scene was in chaos. Except for a few elders, the remaining disciples who had participated in the competition were shouting and scolding each other.
"stop......"
If the quarrel continues like this, something will happen. If everyone starts fighting now, there will definitely be casualties.
In response, Wang Xuan roared and suppressed the voices of those present.
"Liu Changqing, you can't be so shameless. Are you going to fight me?"
"No, you took advantage of the weapon, and you also stole my family's ancestral sword. You have to give an explanation no matter what."
"After all, you are also the young master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. What you do is really despising."
His eyes were full of contempt, and Wang Xuan's face showed a hint of sarcasm.
"If you don't change your sword, I'm sorry, but I will definitely destroy Li Qingyao's body."
"Liu Changqing, let me tell you, if you want me not to use this sword, you can do it, but then I will need my spiritual pet to help me fight. Choose one of the two, which one do you choose?"
"Spirit pet, is that guy who couldn't wake up just now?"
Hearing that Wang Xuandi mentioned his spiritual pet, Liu Changqing subconsciously turned his attention to Xiaohu.
Perhaps because he was too bored, Xiaohu was lying down on a stone slab to sleep.
The power of weapons often has unexpected effects.
After the Heaven-Sacrifice Sword in Wang Xuan's hand cut off Liu Changqing's sword, he was terrified.
In this case, Liu Changqing naturally had some considerations.
Is it worthwhile to change the sword and add an extra spiritual pet?
Taking a deep look at Xiaohu, he didn't notice any difference.
"Okay, it's up to you and let your spiritual pet join the battle.".