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The next morning. The disciples of the Heaven's Desire Sect suddenly appeared frequently in Lotus City. Under the lead of the eighth heaven elder, they searched all over the place.

Qi Xing had only just left the city from the inn, but he had already been questioned thrice! From this, it could be seen that Fang Ren's identity was not simple. As he whipped his horse, Qi Xing decided to head towards Dragon Lake City first. He needed to find out where Zhou Wen was.

Suddenly, the sound of rapid horse hooves could be heard in front of Qi Xing. Raising his head to look, the first person that entered his line of sight was a youth that was fleeing in a sorry state, and behind him was a martial artist that was in hot pursuit. The strength of this group of martial artists varied, some high and some low. The one leading them was a sixth heaven middle-aged martial artist.

The youth suddenly saw Qi Xing. His eyes immediately shot out a ray of hope as he rushed towards Qi Xing. He stood in front of Qi Xing and shouted, "Young hero, save me!"

Qi Xing pulled on the horse's reins, his expression unchanging. Trouble seemed to have come knocking on his door again. The group of warriors didn't care about anything else as they immediately surrounded Qi Xing and the young man.

"Sir, please leave quickly. Don't obstruct the work of Young Master Piao!" The leading middle-aged martial artist was incomparably arrogant.

Qi Xing swept a glance at the other party and immediately got on his horse, preparing to leave. Qi Xing still remembered this person, he was the Young Master of the Dragon Lake City's Governor, Fu Tu. Those words from Floating Dust made Qi Xing think back to a year ago when the Buddha tried to test him. It also brought back memories, especially the matter of the hundred swords saying they would take him as a disciple of the sword faction. Whether it was true or not, Qi Xing didn't regret entering the Hall of Assassins.

"Young Hero, Young Hero!" His voice was desperate, and he wanted to reach out and pull the horse.

Qi Xing's eyes twitched, immediately scaring the young man, causing him to stop what he was doing. The youth became even more desperate, and his eyes turned lifeless. The youth originally thought that Qi Xinglian would help him out when he saw injustice, but who knew that he would be like that group of martial arts experts, sitting back and doing nothing!

Qi Xing escaped from the crowd, and everyone burst out laughing, "Another coward!" The middle-aged martial artist in the lead stared at the youth and asked, "Hand over the items and avoid physical pain!"

Qi Xing went out of the encirclement, but did not leave. Instead, he quietly watched from the side. He completely ignored the middle-aged martial artist's words. He was just suddenly curious as to why dust had sent this group of martial practitioners to kill a young martial practitioner who was only at the third heaven!

"In your dreams, even if I become a ghost, I won't tell you where the treasure map is!" Even though the youth was trapped in a desperate situation, he was extremely tenacious and refused to yield.

"Hmm? Why isn't Your Excellency leaving? " Some warriors suddenly noticed that there was a figure quietly watching from the side.

"Let's take a look." Qi Xing spat out two cold words from his mouth.

"Scram!" Young Master Fu, what are you looking at?! " The middle-aged martial artist in the lead shouted and cursed, "Xiao San, go and take care of him. Also, tie this up and ask around about the whereabouts of the treasure map. "

Just as he finished speaking, a Sixth Heavenly Layer warrior walked towards Qi Xing, "Kid, you are the only one to blame for hearing something that you shouldn't have heard. "From now on, be careful in the martial arts world."

Shua, unsheathe your sword! Ling Li's sharp blade was pointed straight at Qi Xing's chest, as fast as lightning. The powerful aura he exuded caused the people around him to stare in shock, and their eyes narrowed as they had gotten used to it. His right hand moved. Clang. Bai Ling Jian turned into a ray of white light and easily blocked the tip of Fang Jian's sword.

The White Spirit Sword. After a year, Qi Xing had forged another one of the same standard White Spirit Sword. However, the quality was much better. It could be considered a pretty good thin sword.

Everyone was shocked. Seeing that Qi Xing had broken his sword, the warrior named Xiao San blushed. With a turn of his wrist, the sword move changed again. Its speed was even faster and its might was even stronger!

Ding ding ding! A clear sound entered everyone's ears. Three moves in a row, all of them were broken by Qi Xing! Judging from the other party's posture, it was simply extremely easy. Everyone immediately realized that they had kicked an iron plate. Xiao San's expression became even more unsightly. Four moves in a row had been seen through by his opponent. Anger welled up in him as he activated the most powerful move that he had ever learned with the intent to kill.

The sword stirred the sand in the air, shooting straight towards Qi Xing like a cone. Ling Li's sharp aura couldn't help but cause all the martial artists present to be surprised, except for Qi Xing.

Extending his right hand horizontally, he swung the White Spirit Sword. A sword shadow flashed, and the conical shape of Little Three's sword landed somewhere else, like a top that had been whipped by a whip. Once again, Qi Xing's sword attack had broken through the Small Three Great Sword Technique! While everyone was still in shock, Qi Xing waved his right hand. The extreme cold sent chills down one's spine!

Bang! Xiao San fell from his horse, the blood lines on his neck clearly visible. Hiss! The orderly intake of breath caused the youth to be pleasantly surprised, causing the middle-aged martial artist to feel endless fear.

"What do you mean?" The middle-aged martial artist respectfully replied. He had no choice but to be careful when dealing with powerhouses.

"Kill you all!" Qi Xing grinned, no one knew what he meant. Another martial artist fell off his horse as he raised his sword. He died with grievance. With a wave of the White Spirit Sword, one cloud after another silently attacked towards the crowd at a speed that was difficult to be caught by the naked eye.

All the warriors who fell from their horses had their throats slit. In the blink of an eye, before the crowd could react, seven warriors had already died, including one Sixth Heavenly Layer warrior. Currently, there were only five warriors who were far away from Qi Xing, so they were still alive and well for the time being. However, he was also frightened by the powerful strength of Qi Xing and his entire body turned ice-cold. The youth was even more shocked by the power of Qixing. At the same time, he had made a huge decision!

"You! "You!" The leader of the martial artists was already at his wit's end. As long as one wasn't an idiot, one would know that this youth in front of them was definitely not a genius of the Sixth Heavenly Layer like he seemed to be on the surface. Hiding his strength, this level of strength was not at all inferior to a seventh heaven master.

"Run!" Some martial artists were so scared that they broke down their courage and galloped on their horses. However, just as he raised his whip into the air, the sky and earth started spinning. Qi Xing's sword cut off his head, and the head of the corpse fell to the ground!

The martial artist's words reminded the others. In that moment, what did everyone care about the young man's treasure map? He immediately ran for his life.

Qi Xing lightly tapped on the horse's back and his whole body shot out like an arrow leaving the bow. Pfft. The alluring fresh blood was a clear indication of the loss of life. The Rootless Steps had made Qi Xing's body more agile. Plus the lightness skills he had learned in the Hall of Assassins, it had become much easier to hunt him down. Puff, puff. The two warriors fell from their horses. Only the leader of the martial artists had managed to escape more than a hundred feet away in these two breaths' time.

Qi Xing Bai Ling sword returned to its scabbard and with one hand, the long sword on the ground was sucked into his hand. The power of the attack condensed in the palm of his hand. His palm struck out through the void, and the long sword shot straight towards the middle-aged martial artist like a bolt of lightning. The long sword sliced through the air. He instantly appeared behind the middle-aged martial artist. The long sword pierced straight through the middle-aged fighter's chest! The moment his life force was lost, he immediately fell to the ground!

At this point, all eleven warriors were dead! Qi Xing looked at the young man, then turned back to his own horse and left. The youth felt chills as he was stared at by the cold eyes of Qi Xing! It was only when Qi Xing was about to leave that he came to his senses. Gritting his teeth, he jumped onto his horse and started chasing after Qi Xing.

Everything happened very suddenly and very briefly. No one was surprised to see their bodies lying dead on the road. However, this year, there were a lot of special people who cleaned up the dead bodies of the martial artists.

Dragon Lake City arrived very quickly, and Qi Xing slowed down to sit on the back of a horse as he slowly headed towards Dragon Lake City. Drive, drive! Qi Xing had long since noticed the youth behind him. Upon seeing him walking alongside him, he coldly said, "If you continue to follow me, don't blame me for being impolite." With that, Qi Xing entered the city.

The youth hesitated slightly, but still followed her. Senior, please accept me as your disciple! "

Qi Xing looked at the young man in surprise. He didn't expect the young man to recognize him as his master. So hasty?

"I won't accept any disciples!" Qi Xing replied before heading to the tavern.