Qi Qingsong has always been lazy.
Jiang Li could survive not because he couldn't do it, but because he found it boring.
He has no personal grudge against Jiang Li, and he doesn't care too much about the life and death of such a character. If there wasn't a blind guy in Jiang Li's team who provoked him, he wouldn't even bother to attack Hongshan.
"do not remember?"
Zhou Qingchen grinned, holding the cold iron sword with murderous intent, and took out the heart-protecting mirror.
Luo Hongyan, who had been silent until now, saw Dong Tianze turn away and the man named Qi Qingsong stood up. She saw at a glance that the man's chest in blue clothes had a pavilion shaped like a sword embroidered on it.
The pavilion hangs in mid-air, like a sword with nine sections pointed downwards, each section is a floor.
The pavilion shaped like a nine-section sword seemed to have a sharp force that pierced the eyes and seemed to be shot out from the pavilion.
"Zhou Qingchen, in my opinion it's better to forget it."
Luo Hongyan, who didn't pay much attention to him, finally understood why Jiang Li refused to let Zhou Qingchen take revenge. She frowned and persuaded: "The other party comes from the Sword Tower in the second realm."
"Sword, sword tower!"
Han Duping's mouth trembled, and he held down Zhou Qingchen and said quickly: "Don't be impulsive, Mr. Zhou! There are many sects in the second world, but Jianlou is the top one. We can't afford to offend him." Sword Tower!"
"Sword Tower!"
Zhou Qingchen, whose blood was about to rush to his head, stared at Qi Qingsong, who was dressed in blue and standing on a high platform, with red eyes.
He also saw the pavilion symbol on the man's chest that looked like a nine-jointed sword.
Zhou Qingchen has been to Hongshan in the third realm. He heard about the Sword Tower in the second realm from some people in Hongshan.
He naturally knew what the sword tower meant, but when he thought about his beloved having half of his arm cut off, and the other person didn't even remember who Jiang Li was, he couldn't control himself.
"No, please don't fight for me!"
Jiang Li pressed his other hand, shook her head, and said almost crying: "I only lost half of my arm, I'm still alive now."
"Please don't risk your life because of me. I'm not worth it."
"In the future, I mean in the future, if you still like me, I can accompany you for a while. I know that I can't accompany you to the end, but I am willing to go even for a short distance."
Jiang Li still cried. She was aware of her feelings and wanted to persuade Zhou Qingchen to calm down.
"Forget it if you don't fight."
Qi Qingsong, who was casual by nature, got up and prepared to fight. When he found that the provocateur was being held down by two people, he suddenly felt bored.
He didn't suffer much in the first place. Since Zhou Qingchen didn't mess with him, he didn't bother to worry about it.
"Pang Jian, if it were you..."
Zhou Qingchen, who was held down by the two men, thought about his beloved enemy on one side and the towering sword tower on the other. He hesitated in his heart, so he wanted to ask Pang Jian for his opinion.
"Where are the Pangjian people?"
Turning around, he found that there were only Han Duping, Luo Hongyan, Su Meng and Jiang Li beside him.
Pang Jian was nowhere to be found.
"Oops!"
The next moment, he, Luo Hongyan, and Han Duping all cried out.
For some reason, none of the three people doubted that Pang Jian would escape under the pressure of Jianlou. They all firmly believed that Pang Jian was bound to do something wrong!
"Pang Jian!"
When the eyes of almost everyone present were attracted by the commotion, they all looked at the strange movements of Zhou Qingchen and others.
There was only one person who paid attention to Pang Jian's every move from beginning to end.
He is Dong Tianze!
He twitched the corners of his mouth, bared his teeth and looked at Qi Qingsong in the sword tower, and said, "Never mind."
"What doesn't count?"
Qi Qingsong was surprised.
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a blazing fire rising up from the sky like a meteor, shooting out from under the high platform where he was standing!
Standing alone on the high platform, Qi Qingsong, who had been looking at Dong Tianze just now, couldn't help but look down in surprise and saw a spear wrapped in flames suddenly stabbing him!
"Tongmai Realm."
Qi Qingsong frowned.
In the flash of lightning, he could see at a glance the state of the spear-wielding boy, so he put his two fingers together into a sword, stood on the high platform and pointed at the tip of the spear.
The cold sword intent that could split the air burst out from the fingertips of his two fingers and pierced the spear tip with a dazzling light.
Dong Tianze let out a strange cry of "Hey", his eyes full of gloating.
"Chichi!"
The sharp sword intention from Qi Qingsong's finger sword first split the flames on the spear tip, then shattered the red flame power and Qingying spiritual power, and finally he pointed his finger towards the tip of the spear.
An unreasonable and terrifying force suddenly erupted from the spear with the dragon pattern!
When the flames faded and the fire power and spiritual power were exhausted, the spear in the young man's hand still stubbornly pierced the sky!
He also stabbed Qi Qingsong’s finger sword transformed from two fingers!
"puff!"
Qi Qingsong, who underestimated the enemy, had two fingers bleeding profusely. The terrifying force that did not belong to the Tongmai realm stabbed the bones of both fingers to pieces.
Qi Qingsong took a breath of cold air, shook his finger, and flicked out a stream of bright red blood beads.
"Pang Jian!"
Zhou Qingchen was shocked and used all his strength to knock Jiang Li and Han Duping away. He no longer cared about Qi Qingsong's identity as a disciple of the Sword Tower.
From the goggles on his chest, seven crimson beams of light shot out one after another, heading straight for Qi Qingsong on the high platform.
Zhou Qingchen, who was holding the sword, jumped into the sky with his feet and struck Qi Qingsong behind seven beams of light.
Qi Qingsong, who had misjudged Pang Jian's combat power, was still grinning and screaming in pain. When he saw the light beams coming, he casually pointed at the incoming crimson light beams with his other hand.
A spiritual sword suddenly appeared in his sleeve.
A flash of white sword light flashed, and the beams of light emitted from Zhou Qingchen's heart-protecting mirror were instantly wiped out by the sword light.
He had underestimated the strength of the spear-wielding young man and did not dare to overestimate him this time. After shattering the light beam with one sword, he stabbed Zhou Qingchen who was coming with the sword with another sword.
"laugh!"
The second ray of white sword light struck.
Zhou Qingchen, who was in mid-air, was still far away from the high platform and had not yet been able to fly to the pool.
After the Youbai sword light struck, his whole body and the cold iron sword were thrown far away.
"Boom!"
He fell next to Jiang Li and Han Duping, his hands holding the knife were bleeding, and he was injured in the blink of an eye.
"I was actually injured."
Qi Qingsong took out his usual spiritual sword and knocked Zhou Qingchen away with two swords. He first looked at his blood-stained fingers, then looked down at the young man who had failed in the assassination and had fallen back to the platform.
"Boy Dong, do you recognize him?"
Qi Qingsong did not get angry, but looked at Pang Jian curiously, while asking Dong Tianze who was gloating about his misfortune.
"I recognize it."
Dong Tianze restrained his crazy smile, and on another high platform, he looked at the spear-wielding young man who had penetrated several holes in him, and said: "His name is Pang Jian, and like me, he also comes from a place that you look down upon. The lower realm.”
"Are all the people in the lower realm so bloody, so brave and not afraid of death?"
Qi Qingsong shook his head strangely.
A practitioner with a mere Tongmai realm, or a practitioner from the fourth realm, dare to assassinate him who is a level above him?
Don’t you know how to write the word “death”?
"laugh!"
There was another ray of white sword light, which he thrust out with his spiritual sword and stabbed towards the top of Pang Jian's head below.
As soon as Pang Jian raised his head, he saw hundreds of dazzling sword lights piercing his eyes, covering every inch of the area around him.
Under the light of these swords, he seemed to have nowhere to escape and could only passively accept the coming of death.
However, feelings are just feelings after all. Although the sword intention attached to this sword by Qi Qingsong has the miraculous effect of breaking people's will, it does not work on everyone.
For example, Pang Jian.
For a moment, he ignored the feeling of death, and relied on his tenacious willpower to escape from the "cage" in the sword light and retreat.
"Chi!"
The sword that should have pierced him from head to toe only left a shallow bloodstain on the left side of his body, and the bloodstain was not caused by the sword's light.
It was the sharp sword intent that Qi Qingsong gave to that sword.
"Sword Tower!"
Pang Jian, who avoided the sword, felt the stinging pain on one side of his body and looked at Qi Qingsong who was standing on the high platform in the crowd.
He clearly realized that there was indeed a huge gap between him and this so-called powerful person in the upper world.
No matter the utensils, the techniques of practice, or the state of cultivation at this moment, he was far behind the other party.
If he hadn't made a sudden attack and the opponent was a little too strong, he wouldn't have been able to pierce the opponent's fingers.
"Are you also avenging that woman?"
Qi Qingsong asked curiously.
As a disciple of Jianlou, as long as the clothes he wears have the symbol of Jianlou, the practitioners in Bagua City will avoid him like snakes and scorpions.
Qi Qingsong found it difficult to understand that a young man from the Lower Realm Tongmai Realm dared to take the opportunity to attack him.
"no."
Faced with his inquiry, Pang Jian shook his head, but did not give a specific reason.
"He killed you for me!"
Zhou Qingchen, who had a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, shouted to Qi Qingsong as soon as he got up from the ground.
"Brotherhood?" Qi Qingsong was dumbfounded, shook his head, and commented disdainfully: "It's really ridiculous."
"Stop arguing."
On another high platform, the woman who had always had her eyes closed suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the pool, and said impatiently: "The mirror tunnel is complete. Those who should leave should leave as soon as possible."
Her words seemed to have a magical power, and all the noise in the venue suddenly stopped because of this.
Everyone present seemed to be willing to listen to her instructions and do what she said.
She was wearing a bright yellow dress, and her appearance looked ordinary, but her eyes gave people an erratic feeling, and she didn't know where she was looking.
On her long skirt, there were embroidered words like flowers, and those colorful words filled her dress.
And all the words are actually the same, they are all the word "devil".
At a glance, many "magic" characters bloomed on her dress like flowers.
"Demon Sect!"
Looking at the "devil" characters of different colors and sizes, everyone's eyes showed fear.
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