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After resting for four hours, Qi Xing finally woke up from his sleep. After scanning the cave for a while, Qi Xing finally came out of it. After determining the direction, he left.

"Young hero, do you want a horse?" A young trader called Linked Star asked.

"Of course, how much is it?" Qi Xing did not want to delay any longer, so he asked directly.

Thirty taels of silver." This was the price gap between a village and a city. A full twenty taels! After paying the bill, he jumped onto his horse and galloped away. He found a secluded area in the nearest city and began to dress up. For this reason, she wore a bamboo hat and a black veil that covered Qi Xing's face.

"Customer, are you here to collect money?" When the waiter saw Qi Xing walk in, he immediately went up to him. It was not surprising that Qi Xing was dressed like this. There were countless number of times that he dressed up like this every day.

"No, save it. Prepare a small box for me. " Qixing tried to soften his tone.

"Sure, please follow me. Please wait a moment." The waiter led Qi Xing to a separate room. After all, the things they stored were the secrets of others and were not allowed to be viewed by others. The waiter quickly took out a small box, and Qi Xing looked at it and nodded. After the waiter had explained and understood what to do, he waved his hand and dismissed the waiter. After the waiter left, Qi Xing took something out from his pocket. Of the two secret martial arts manuals, one had a stub. Inside the stub, there was the Peerless Sword of Qi Xing and the three hundred thousand taels of silver. There were also a few silver notes, one of which was the ten thousand taels of silver that he had obtained from He Yan. He had a total of 38,000 silver.

Qi Xing had left five hundred taels of silver notes and scattered silver on him, and sealed off all those precious items along with their roots with this small box. Qi Xing secretly nodded as he called the waiter in. After completing the necessary procedures, Qi Xing left with the two fingers' worth of money. Right now, Qi Xing only had five hundred taels of silver, several dozen taels of silver, and a few bottles of healing medicine. Of course, there was also the treasured sword and the Silver Threaded Sword!

After returning to his original location, Qi Xing took off his bamboo hat and walked towards the inn. After a few simple steps, Qi Xing entered the room.

With a cold flash, Qi Xing unsheathed his sword. With a light stroke to his waist, a wound several inches deep appeared, and bright red blood flowed out. At the same time, he sprinkled anesthetic on his wound. Qi Xing's expression changed as he looked at the stub in his hand. Without hesitation, he stuck it to the wound. He took out a needle from the bed and carefully sealed his wound. During the entire process, Qi Xing's expression was as cold as ever.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Several figures suddenly appeared in the inn, "Search!" Fan Hua shouted as he took the lead and dashed out.

The judge wrote. In the blink of an eye, Duan Yu appeared on the second floor. The martial practitioners in the inn suddenly saw someone barging in. They were about to get angry when they saw the strength displayed by Fan Hua's group. They immediately swallowed their saliva. He tightly shut his mouth and looked at each other indifferently.

"Dong, dong, dong!" Three rapid knocks on the door made Qi Xingfang summon his closed eyes again.

"Who?" Qi Xing asked coldly.

"I am the disciple of the Sword Reverence Sect, Fan Hua. Please open the door immediately!" Otherwise, don't blame me for forcefully charging in! " Fan Hua said tyrannically at the door. When the martial artists heard this, they were even more surprised. The Baima Sword Sect was a large sect with countless disciples. The sect master and elders were all Innate realm experts! And the deacons were all experts of the ninth heaven or higher. As for those below the eighth heaven, they could only be a disciple. This level of strength was something that all the sects in the city looked up to. In these sects, the master of a sect was either a ninth heaven master or an eighth heaven master. However, in the sword faction, he was just a deacon or disciple.

There were not many big sects like this in the world, but they were not few either. For example, the Subordinate Sword Sect, the Sacrificial Sword Sect, the Golden Spear Sect, the Heavenly Note Sect, the South Sect, the Soul Sect, the Sword God Sect, and so on. Each of the five prefectures would have two to three great sects. This even excluded the results of some hidden sects.

Qi Xing hesitated for a moment before opening the door. Standing in front of Qi Xing was a middle-aged man with a stern expression on his face. An aura that belonged to a powerful being emitted from between his brows. Qi Xing only needed a single glance at the other party's eyes to feel a slight stabbing pain, as if his eyes were being stabbed by a sharp sword.

Fan Hua was stunned when he saw the appearance of the stars. However, he could clearly smell the scent of rouge. Narrowing his eyes, Qi Xing suddenly pointed out with his left hand. In the instant that Qi Xing didn't react to hug him, his internal force was sealed. Following which, Qi Xing only saw a blur before his eyes as Fan Huihe leapt out of the window with Qi Xing in his hand.

"Damn it, quickly chase it. "Fan Hua actually wants to take it all for himself!" When Meng Qing heard the sound of the broken window, he hastily rushed over. He only saw Fan Hua with one hand carrying Qi Xing as he fled into the distance. His expression changed greatly as he shouted, while his movements weren't slow. When the other five heard the sound, they immediately stopped hesitating. He was immediately enraged. Fan Hua was truly despicable!

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo! The figures of several people turned into numerous sharp arrows in the air. They cut through the air and created a trail of dust.

Hu hu hu hu! Qi Xing only felt the air in his ears throbbing in pain. The speed of his transformation was so fast that it was difficult for him to move his mouth in such a simple manner. Amidst his shock, Qi Xing tried to calm himself down. If he fell into the hands of an eighth heaven master, he wouldn't even need to think about escaping. It was about how to preserve his life!

"Speak, where's the Purple Shadow Sword?" Fan Hua frowned as he looked at the figure chasing behind him. The difference in strength between the two wasn't too great, but the difference in Qing Gong wasn't too great either. However, if he was carrying a person, his speed would definitely decrease. If that was the case, then he wouldn't be able to catch up in time, and it wouldn't be for long. Fan Huihe waved his hand and used his internal energy to form a one-year Qi barrier so that Qi Xing could speak.

"What Purple Shadow Sword? Senior, you caught the wrong person." Qi Xing pretended not to know. Although he already guessed that his identity had been exposed, he didn't know how.

"Brat, don't pretend to be innocent. If it wasn't for the scent of rouge on your body, I'm afraid I would have really been tricked by you." The stars! " Fan Hua's expression changed.

Qi Xing was silent. Was there still a need to refute the matter at this point?

"Speak, where is the Purple Shadow Sword?" Otherwise, I will kill you! " Fan Hua became increasingly anxious. The people behind him were less than three hundred meters away from Fan Hua.

"I don't have the Purple Shadow Sword on me." Qi Xing thought for a moment and said.

"Hmph, I think you're courting death!" As Fan Hua spoke, he exerted a little strength in his hand and directly dislocated the Star Hand. Qi Xing raised his eyebrows, his face still cold. Fan Xian, on the other hand, was acting like a fatty. With a change of his hand, Qi Xing's other hand was also removed.

Qi Xing's face paled, but his expression did not change!

"You!" Fan Huihe was flustered, but he made up his mind, and the inner force within his body surged. He charged straight into the body of Qi Xing.

Puff! When Qi Xingchen's inner force entered his body, he was instantly injured! A mouthful of blood sprayed into the air.

"I must catch up to Fan Hua as soon as possible!" Meng Qing gritted his teeth. After smelling the scent of blood in the air, he understood that Fan Hua had already begun his confession. If Fan Hua were to force the whereabouts of the Purple Shadow Sword out, he would definitely kill everyone. By then, he would have already fled far away and would no longer be able to chase after them. A few days of chasing were not in vain! Damn it! Everyone else was thinking the same thing. Immediately, they all simultaneously used a secret technique. In the blink of an eye, his speed greatly increased. Sensing the numerous people charging from behind, Fan Hua's face changed.

Swish! A figure suddenly appeared in front of Fan's avatar, followed by another. Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh. Five figures instantly surrounded Fan Hua.