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"City Lord Fu, what are your thoughts on this matter?" Liu Chen looked at the Buddha and asked seriously.

"A famous ancient sword. Who wouldn't be moved? "Sect Leader Liu," Fu Tu countered with a question.

"Haha, City Lord Fu, I am not referring to a name sword." Liu Chen smiled.

"Oh? Could Sect Leader Liu be referring to? " The pagoda pondered for a moment and vaguely sensed something.

"Doesn't the City Lord feel that this matter is too sudden?"

"Yes, indeed. But so what? "The point is not here."

"What does City Lord Xu mean?"

"The main point is that Qi Xing had previously obtained the Purple Shadow Sword, and he is now the only one who has seen the Purple Shadow Sword." The Buddha said lightly as she took a sip of the wine in the cup.

"Floating City's City Lord is really patient. Aren't you afraid that others will snatch the treasure from Qi Xing's hands?"

"I have to say, you underestimate Qi Xing too much. It was not easy to get something from him. I am not in a hurry at all. Is it possible that School Head Liu is in a hurry? "

"No, I don't want to be involved." Liu Chen shook his head. The Buddha looked at Liu Chen in surprise. To think that Liu Chen was actually able to resist the temptation of the ancient famous sword. "How many people in this world can compare to this kind of mentality, even though the Buddha knows not of it, he himself is unable to do so." However, right now, Qi Xing had probably already left the city. "You have to know, against those crazy fighters ?"

On the ancient road, Qi Xing carried a small bundle on his back. He was riding a large horse with a jujube red head. The sound of Dada's hooves affected the hearts of countless people. For a time, a storm was brewing outside Dragon Lake City. After a night of rest, Qi Xing's injuries were completely healed, so he didn't hesitate to leave. The longer they stayed in Dragon Lake City, the more unfavorable it would be. When a true expert arrived, Qi Xing would have nowhere to go.

Suddenly, Qi Xing quickly pulled on the horse's reins and several strands of killing intent filled the air. Qi Xing had already felt three auras of the sixth heaven.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared on the left side of Qi Xing. A flash of sword light was aimed straight at Qi Xing's vital points. Without any hesitation, Qi Xing instantly struck out with his sword, breaking his emotions with one sword strike! An unparalleled sharp light flashed as it rushed towards the assailant.

Puff! "Puff!" "You!" Only now did Qi Xing clearly see that the one who had attacked was a young martial artist around the age of 27. At this time, the young martial artist's body was covered in blood, and a deep bone-deep wound had appeared on his chest. The young martial artist's eyes shrank, and he looked as if he wanted to say something. His eyes closed, and all signs of life vanished!

Qi Xing's eyes lit up. Heartless Sword Art was truly worthy of being called peerless sword art. Qi Xing was very satisfied with the power of a sword attack that could instantly kill a Sixth Sky of Sky Realm warrior. Suddenly, he turned around and saw two sword shadows flying towards him from the right, one in front of the other. Just at that moment, a sword strike to sever all emotion, appeared once again! In the blink of an eye, two swords appeared! The two silhouettes flew out, their blood splattering in the air. Under the reflection of the blazing sun, they were incomparably beautiful. The two figures disappeared.

Dada, Dada. The hooves sounded, leaving only three cold corpses lying flat on the road. Even though Qi Xing had launched three sword strikes in a row, his internal energy consumption could not be ignored. A strong power would require an enormous amount of internal energy.

However, just as Qi Xing galloped three miles away, there were seven warriors in front of him. The one leading them was a Sixth Heavenly Layer warrior. His name was Meng Liu, and the rest of the cultivators were all at the peak of the 5th Heavenly Layer. This kind of formation was enough for a fourth heaven practitioner. But they had met a sibling. He was destined to fail.

"Get out of the way, live!" Qi Xing said coldly.

"And if you don't?" One of the warriors among the crowd stepped forward slightly and said in a funny tone. In his opinion, although you, Qi Xing, are the number one on the elite rankings, you will definitely die when facing a sixth layer sky warrior and six fifth layer peak warriors.

Suddenly, a sword light appeared. The crowd's vision blurred, and they immediately felt the world spinning around them. Instantly, the corpse of the branch family member split into two! Blood flowed like a pillar! The only one still standing was that Sixth Sky Realm warrior.

"What is your choice?" Qi Xing said indifferently.

"Please, please, please." Astonishment and shock filled Meng Liu's eyes as he hurriedly nodded his head and stepped aside to make way. With this level of strength, not to mention defeating him, it was more than enough to even kill him. Just now, he did not even know how Qi Xing had struck the sword.

Qi Xing kicked his horse in the stomach, and Meng Six let out a sigh of relief. A sudden flash of silver light entered his eyes. Uh, uh ? Meng Six clutched his neck in disbelief. Regret, hatred, and despair flooded over him.

Towards his enemies, Qi Xing would never show mercy.

However, just as they had walked less than a mile, another wave of warriors stopped them. Qi Xing's cold expression did not cease.

"Hand over the Purple Shadow Sword and I'll spare your life!" The one leading them was a sixth heaven middle-aged martial artist. There were five sixth heaven martial artists around him. They were all people who had lost their minds because of the enticement of the famous sword.

"I don't have the Purple Shadow Sword!" Qi Xing said. He drove the horse forward.

"Attack!" As the middle-aged martial artist gave the order, the five Sixth Heavenly Layer martial artists attacked at the same time. Shua, shua, shua. The sword was extremely sharp and the full force of six sixth heaven martial artists instantly caused the color of the world around them to change. The turbulent air currents transformed into a violent gale, causing sand and pebbles to fly into the air.

The silver threads of the treasured sword were unsheathed again, the dazzling silver light piercing through the sky. Suddenly, a ray of sword qi shot out from the silver threaded sword, shaking all the heroes!

Dada, Qi Xing had only been five Li away from Dragon Lake City and had already encountered five waves of interception. Fortunately, the highest were sixth level heaven's martial artists. Without exception, all of them had been killed by the Solitary Sword Qi. The unstoppable sharpness! The warriors who had been following Qi Xing the whole way were horrified as they looked at the dead bodies lying on the ground. Many of them already had thoughts of retreating; they were only warriors under the sixth heaven. Of course, there were also martial artists who harbored a faint hope that they would be able to continue chasing after the footprints of their fellow stars.

The wind blew and the autumn wind rustled!

The bamboo forest was completely silent. Only the rustling of the wind could be heard, disturbing one's clear thoughts. The murderous intent and murderous aura intertwined together, forming a murderous state!

"Hand over the Purple Shadow Sword and we will definitely let you go!" The elder of the Muddy Sky Sword Sect, Qiu Yu, led a group of disciples and surrounded Qi Xing. Other than Qiu Yu who was at the seventh level, there were also nearly ten sixth.

"The sword is not in my hands." In fact, Qi Xing was very confused. That day, who was the one that struck him down the waterfall? Wu Jiang? Impossible! With his fourth level of strength, it was impossible for him to send out a palm strike that was close to the sixth level. What about the rest of the team? Qi Xing didn't believe it even more. Then, the only one left would be Han Feng. However, Han Feng had only just entered the fifth heaven, did he even have the strength to do so? Was it a Qi Xing miscalculation, or did Han Feng hide his strength? Moreover, although he could not hear the laughter that day clearly, he vaguely felt that it appeared to be Han Feng's laughter.

"Haha, what a joke. If the sword is not in your hands, who else can it be? Can it even run now? " Qiu Yu's eyebrows twitched. Seeing Qi Xing's stance, he did not plan to hand over the Purple Shadow Sword.

"Han Feng." Qi Xing Ling said.

"What?" Qiu Yu's face twitched. Han Feng, as soon as he heard it, knew that it was a person's name. Could it be that it really was in the hands of the so-called Han Feng that Qi Xing spoke of? No, according to Wu Jiang, Han Feng was one of the people who found the Purple Shadow Sword with Qi Xing, and other than Wu Jiang, the rest were all dead.

"Are you messing with me?" "A dead man like you dares to say his name." Hearing your orders, disciples of the Muddy Sky Sword Sect, quickly capture Qi Xing! "

Qi Xing did not say a word. There was no longer any room for explanation. Faced with the four sixth heaven disciples rushing over, Qi Xing was not afraid in the face of danger, and focused his attention on Qiu Yu's movements. As the sword approached him, he drew his sword in the blink of an eye. Sword light, sword shadows, it was hard to tell with the naked eye. Four disciples who were in close proximity instantly died. Qiu Yu's expression changed. Qi Xing's strength had already far exceeded his expectations.

"Qi Xing, you're courting death!" Without much hesitation, Qiu Yu took action himself. The long sword broke through the air, its monstrous might instantly descended, wanting to suppress Qi Xing! Qi Xing's expression changed drastically. If this sword were to hit him, even if he didn't die, he would still be seriously injured!