On Pang Qi's body was a sword wrapped in black cloth. The sword's body was completely black, with lines like fish scales growing on it.
This sword is called Black Horn. A weird name, but many people are frightened by it.
Pang Qi's face was full of vicissitudes of life. His stern expression made others feel even more eerie.
He slowly lowered his head and looked at the black sword behind him. The black sword did not reflect even in the sunlight.
He untied the black cloth surrounding the black sword layer by layer. The black cloth was untied layer by layer, revealing the original appearance of the black sword.
He spoke very slowly, like an old man, but every word was pronounced clearly, "Your name is Xiao Chen? The man that my junior sister can't forget?"
His eyes were cloudy, with no light inside them, and his expression was sluggish, like a slow-responsive old man.
However, it is such a person who scares everyone who sees him.
The murderous aura in him was so strong that people dared not look directly at him. His powerful aura made everyone breathless.
Such a person is a monster.
Su Xiang's eyes were complicated, she bit her lips, and said in an unfamiliar voice: "Elder brother, I know you won't be convinced, but I really just regard you as my elder brother. But, over the years, you have become scary to me. "
Pang Qi's voice was hoarse, his vision was a little blurry, and tears were welling up in his eyes. Was everything he had worked hard to gain just a word of fear?
Su Xiang is the instigator of what he looks like now.
If it wasn't for Su Xiang, why would he be like this?
Now, in exchange for another sentence, she felt scared.
This made all Pang Qi's efforts a joke.
Pang Qi held the black sword in his hand. He slowly raised the black sword and pointed it at Xiao Chen, "What about him? How long have you known each other? We were childhood sweethearts, but now you are afraid of me?"
Su Xiang was speechless, she had nothing to say, she couldn't persuade Pang Qi anymore.
Pang Qi's character is becoming more and more stubborn, and no one can change it.
Su Xiang took a step back and her voice became decisive, "You want an answer, I will give it to you now. After the fight, you will know."
Hearing this, Xiao Chen touched his nose and said, "It seems that the grudge between you two has nothing to do with me."
He shrugged, a little unfair.
Su Xiang rolled her eyes at him. This guy obviously took advantage, but he didn't want to work hard.
However, this was just a joke, Xiao Chen soon became serious.
This Pang Qi is so powerful that Xiao Chen will be killed if he takes it lightly.
Pang Qi is at the second level of the Yuan Dan Realm. With the black sword, his combat power is comparable to the third level of the Yuan Dan Realm.
With such strength, he is considered a genius among his peers.
As soon as Xiao Chen shook his hand, the ancient sword appeared in his hand.
The ancient sword had a restrained aura, and the onlookers could not see its power and regarded it as just an ordinary sword.
Su Xiang stepped aside, and the two of them were separated by a few meters, their auras in full swing.
The aura on Pang Qi's body was black. This black aura was full of killing and blood, affecting his brain all the time.
His ability to maintain his sanity from being eroded is already better than most people.
Ordinary people who are eroded by this black energy will be confused at worst, and die suddenly at worst.
But Pang Qi remained sane.
His voice was cold and full of murderous intent, "Your level is too low. I'll give you three moves, so feel free to attack."
Xiao Chen raised the ancient sword in his hand. The ancient sword trembled slightly, a sword chant sounded, and immediately, countless sword energy was released.
This kind of terrifying sword energy is extraordinary just because of its appearance.
Pang Qi's black sword didn't dare to compete with it.
This is the first time that Pang Qi has seen Heijian so weak. Su Xiang's domineering sword and Heijian have never been like this, but Xiao Chen's ancient sword has done it.
This shows that the ancient sword is of a higher level.
He felt his skin hurt, and the sword energy from the ancient sword stung his skin.
It was obvious that the opponent was only at the eighth level of the physical realm, while he was at the second level of the Yuan Dan realm.
He regretted that he shouldn't have said what he just said.
But it was too late.
Xiao Chen just slashed the ancient sword towards Pang Qi.
Suddenly, the extremely sharp sword energy struck him.
The breath of death enveloped him, and his scalp felt numb.
He quickly mobilized his spiritual power and unleashed the strongest blow with the black sword in his hand.
It is his famous sword move.
This move has few rivals among his peers. Once it is used, even those at the third level of the Yuan Dan Realm will be overcome with hatred on the spot.
But it happened that he was facing Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen's sword art is many times more powerful than his sword art.
The sword energy of the two collided with each other, and Xiao Chen's sword energy easily tore apart Pang Qi's sword energy, seriously injuring him.
Xiao Chen finally held back, otherwise Pang Qi would be a corpse now.
Blood spilled from the corner of Pang Qi's mouth. There was a shallow sword mark on his chest. The sword wound was not fatal, but just cut through a layer of skin, and the blood stopped as soon as it flowed out.
But as long as Xiao Chen is willing, this sword can cut his body in half.
Pang Qi was defeated, completely and completely.
The corner of his mouth was bitter, and he looked up to the sky and sighed, "Am I wrong?"
He has worked hard for so many years, but he has achieved such a result. Not only was he hated by Su Xiang, but he was also not Xiao Chen's enemy.
Xiao Chen didn't kill him, but he felt more uncomfortable than death.
He left here in despair, and everyone around him fell silent.
The senior brother was defeated like this, and the wild man brought back by Su Xiang easily defeated Pang Qi.
Everyone felt a little uncomfortable for a moment, and they all dispersed.
Su Xiang did not feel the joy after winning. She looked at the direction Pang Qi left and was silent for a long time.
In the end, it just turned into a sigh, and Su Xiang said helplessly: "I hope that senior brother will not sink like this, but can find a path that truly belongs to him."
Xiao Chen smiled lightly and put his hand on Su Xiang's head, "Why bother."
Su Xiang softened, hugged Xiao Chen, and started crying, "Elder brother was wrong. He was obviously unhappy, but he chose a path of killing for me. I used to feel heartbroken when I saw him like this. He's better now, I hope He can look at his heart again."
Xiao Chen wiped away the tears from the corners of Su Xiang's eyes with his hand and said in a gentle tone, "So, you are doing it for his own good, right? As for the outcome, it can only be up to him."
Deep in the sword pavilion, Su Xuan sat cross-legged on the futon, with a slightly sad look in her eyes, muttering to herself: "Pang Qi, this kid, has a good heart, but unfortunately he has taken the wrong path. I hope he can wake up."
She casually picked up a bracelet beside her. The bracelet was made of immortal grass and strung with some wooden beads. The wooden beads exude a faint fragrance, and some ancient writings are engraved on the wooden beads.
Su Xuan has been looking at this bracelet for many years, but she still can't see through it.
She let out a long sigh, and a look of determination flashed across her face, "I'll try my best too. I'll take a gamble with you."
She put the bracelet on her wrist, stood up, and walked into the secret room.
She was determined to do something big.
