At this time, An Baoshi's immediate mood was blank.
Even though he knew the other party's identity and how powerful the other party was at this time, killing him was extremely simple, but the emotion that occupied his heart for the first time at this moment was very dazed.
His emotions at this moment are hard to describe in words.
In the past, Gu Huai entered the Lingxu Sword Sect and became the suzerain of the Lingxu Sword Sect as a practitioner of the Bashan Sword Field. There are six people in the Lingxu Sword Sect who have the opportunity to become the suzerain of the Lingxu Sword Sect regardless of their cultivation level or reputation. .
Except for one of them who followed Wang Jingmeng to die in Changling, even after Gu Huai became the suzerain, the other five had the highest status in Lingxu Sword Sect. "The word to call.
These are the five sects of Lingxu Sword Sect.
Compared with the suzerain, there is only one less character, which means that although he is not in charge of the specific affairs of the sect, he has a status infinitely close to the suzerain.
For example, this Qi Jinshan, the other disciples of Lingxu Sword Sect will call him Qizong when they see him.
An Baoshi just called him uncle because of his special status as a teacher of Gu Huai.
However, most of these five sects could not practice in seclusion, especially the Qi sect, who practiced overseas before the Changling Rebellion. After Gu Huai became the suzerain, although he returned to the mountain, he could not retreat, let alone him, Even the previous generation of practitioners who have practiced in Lingxu Sword Sect for more than ten years have never seen this "Qi Zong".
An Baoshi thinks that by virtue of his talent, he has implicitly become the next generation suzerain of Lingxu Sword Sect, and even believes that in the future, Lingxu Sword Sect will definitely lead to a higher position in the world. In his previous subconscious mind, he should also be one of the five Lingxu Sword Sects proud.
A few breaths ago, he was still full of vigor, feeling that he had reached the highest level, but now, this Qi Zong, who had never been born, came in front of him, and instead said that he wanted to kill him.
The astonishment and bewilderment brought about by this extreme gap made his bewilderment even outweigh his fear.
"Why?"
He looked at the wound on Qi Zong's heart and the blood on his clothes that hadn't completely dried up, and he began to understand that the fact that the other party came here meant that no one would be able to stop the other party from killing him. However, he was even more at a loss in his heart. "How could this be?" He said subconsciously again.
"In the past ten years, you haven't seen me, but I have seen you many times."
Qi Jinshan looked at him quietly, and said: "You are too close to her, too similar, you cannot be the suzerain of Lingxu Sword Sect, but I know she will not give up, and you will never give up either."
"Why should I give up?"
An Baoshi suddenly understood, and became angry, "This is just a dispute between you and her, why do you have to impose it on me? And with my talent, am I not worthy to be the suzerain of Lingxu Sword Sect?"
He didn't actually finish his sentence.
His next sentence was, "Besides me, who else can progress faster than me, who will have a higher cultivation level in the future, and who is more worthy of being the Lingxu Sword Sect than me?" metropolitan?"
"Whether you can become suzerain has nothing to do with the future, it's about the present." The reason why he didn't finish his sentence was because Qi Jinshan had already calmly said such a sentence, as if he had directly predicted his next sentence in advance.
"Too self-confident will lead to pride and stubbornness." Qi Jinshan glanced at the trembling disciple of Lingxu Sword Sect beside An Baoshi, and said flatly: "Whether one can become suzerain is related to virtue and human nature. "
"What qualifications do you have to judge my virtue?"
An Baoshi clenched his fists tightly. He felt humiliated and wanted to yell like this, but his body turned cold quickly, because he realized that the other party did have such qualifications.
The other party was originally Qi Zong, and his status was almost equal to that of the suzerain. Now that Gu Huai is dead and he has not really ascended the throne, the other party himself is one of the people with the highest status in Lingxu Sword Sect.
The most important thing is that the other party can officially appear here and calmly say that he wants to kill him, which means that the other party's will has already won the battle with the others.
"Am I really going to die like this?"
An Baoshi raised his head, and looked at Qi Jinshan's calm eyes in a daze, but his eyes suddenly became extremely frenzied, "I am not reconciled, the young man from the wine shop who won the first place in the Minshan Sword Club is dead, clean Liuli was also defeated by me, I will be the number one person in Changling and the whole Qin Dynasty in the future, how could I be willing to die like this?"
Qi Jinshan waited for him to finish speaking.
When An Baoshi pronounced the last word, he took a serious look at An Baoshi.
Just at a glance, a pure and magnificent aura rolled up countless heaven and earth vitality in the void, turned into a sword intent, and pierced An Baoshi's chest.
People like him do things that ordinary people can't understand, and there is no need to explain anything to others.
Having such a dialogue with An Baoshi is actually just a final decision, and to see whether An Baoshi's mind will change.
In a sense, this is the last chance he gave Ann Baoshi.
Especially at this time, after he felt An Baoshi's killing intent, he no longer hesitated.
Compared with An Baoshi's realm, he is like a real fairy, and he can even predict what An Baoshi will do in the next moment.
An Baoshi's murderous intent did not fall on him, but on the disciple of Lingxu Sword Sect beside him who was holding a medicine bowl and didn't know what to do with himself.
An Baoshi's hand landed on the waist of that disciple of Lingxu Sword Sect.
A sword intent was generated from this moment.
Before the disciple of Lingxu Sword Sect could react, he felt an extremely domineering true energy pouring into his body, and the next moment, he became a sword, the sword in An Baoshi's hand, and moved towards Qi Jinshan." Stab" past.
Seeing this disciple of Lingxu Sword Sect flying towards him, Qi Jinshan's face didn't change at all.
He knew that An Baoshi naturally didn't dare to expect this sword to pose any threat to him, he just wanted to delay for a moment with the life and death of this disciple.
It's just that since he had a premonition, it is naturally impossible for An Baoshi to succeed.
He slowly stretched out his hand, palm erect in front of him.
The head of the disciple of Lingxu Sword Sect whose body was full of berserk true energy hit his palm, but he didn't feel any impact of power, as if he fell into a void as soft as cotton.
In the next moment, he realized that he was standing in front of Qi Jinshan properly, the violent true energy in his body disappeared without a trace, and Qi Jinshan's palm was just stroking the top of his head like a fairy, and he hadn't withdrawn it yet.
The sword intent that was generated out of thin air and pierced An Baoshi's chest landed on An Baoshi's chest without any delay.
An Baoshi's body frantically rushed towards the rear.
His body had smashed open the half-hidden palace door, and flew into the extremely luxurious passage behind, sensing the overwhelming sword intent of Mo Yu, his eyes were full of horror, and his complexion was extremely white.
The moment this sword intent pierced his body, the sea of qi in his body exploded, forcing out the natal sword at a speed that he would never be able to achieve normally.
A pale white jade sword appeared on his chest.
There was a crackling sound.
This beautiful jade sword was directly crushed.
An Baoshi felt that his chest was hit by countless boulders, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were filled with a look of extreme fear, and his whole body suddenly accelerated like a bullet, and bounced to the depths of the stone hall behind him.
Even for the most talented practitioner in Changling, there is still an unimaginable distance between him and Qi Zong.
With just a random blow from the opponent, he had completely destroyed his newly completed natal sword, and destroyed most of the vitality in his body, causing unimaginable heavy injuries.
Even if the opponent doesn't make any more moves, and if such an injury cannot be treated, he will probably die.
However, he was still not reconciled.
While bouncing back, he still stretched out his hand tenaciously and almost violently, grabbed two pieces of extremely violent elixir on the ground twice, and then slapped them into his mouth, squeezing the two A piece of elixir was slapped into his stomach, and with a howl of pain like a beast, he forcibly twisted his body and rushed towards the inner sword washing pool.