Qi Qingsong has always been lazy.
Jiang Li was able to survive, not because he couldn't do it, but because he felt it was meaningless.
He had no personal hatred towards Jiang Li, and he would not care too much about the life or death of such a character. If there had not been some blind guy in Jiang Li's team who provoked him, he would not have bothered to attack Hongshan.
"Don't 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, saw Dong Tianze move aside and the man named Qi Qingsong stood up. She saw at a glance that on the chest of the man's blue clothes, there was a pavilion shaped like a sword embroidered on it.
The pavilion hangs in the air, like nine sections of a sharp sword with the tip pointing downward, and each section is a floor.
The pavilion, shaped like a nine-section sword, seems to have an eye-piercing sharpness that seems to be shooting out from the pavilion.
"Zhou Qingchen, I think it's better to forget it."
Luo Hongyan, who had ignored him, finally understood why Jiang Li was unwilling to let Zhou Qingchen take revenge, and frowned and advised: "The other party is from the Sword Tower of the Second Realm."
"Sword, Sword Tower!"
Han Duping's mouth was trembling. He held Zhou Qingchen down and said hurriedly, "Don't be impulsive, Zhou! There are many sects in the Second Realm, but the Sword Tower is the top one. We can't afford to provoke the Sword Tower!"
"Sword Tower!"
Zhou Qingchen, whose blood was about to rush to his head, stared with red eyes at Qi Qingsong, who was wearing a blue shirt and standing on a high platform.
He also saw the nine-sword-like pavilion symbol on the man's chest.
Zhou Qingchen had been to Hongshan in the third realm. He had heard about the Sword Tower in the second realm from some people in Hongshan.
He was of course clear about what the Sword Tower meant, but when he thought about his beloved having half of his arm chopped off and the other party not even remembering who Jiang Li was, he found it difficult to control himself.
"No, please don't risk your life for me!"
Jiang Li held his other hand, shook her head constantly, and said almost crying: "I only lost half an arm, I am 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 accompany you even for a short distance."
Jiang Li still burst into tears. She tried to persuade Zhou Qingchen to calm down by appealing to his emotions.
"Forget it if you don't want to fight."
Qi Qingsong, who was naturally casual, stood up and prepared to fight, but found that the provocateur was held down by two people, and suddenly felt bored.
He didn't suffer any loss in the first place, and since Zhou Qingchen didn't bother to provoke him, he didn't bother to care about anything.
"Pang Jian, if it were you..."
Zhou Qingchen, who was held down by two people, thought about the beloved enemy on one side and the towering sword tower on the other side. He felt a little hesitant in his heart, so he wanted to seek Pang Jian's opinion.
"Where are the Pangjians?"
Turning his head, he found that only Han Duping, Luo Hongyan, Su Meng and Jiang Li were beside him.
Pang Jian disappeared.
“Oh no!”
The next moment, he, Luo Hongyan and Han Duping all cried out that something was wrong.
For some reason, none of the three people suspected that Pang Jian would escape under the pressure of the Sword Tower. They all firmly believed that Pang Jian would do something reckless!
"Pang Jian!"
When almost everyone present was attracted by the commotion and looked at the unusual movements of Zhou Qingchen and others.
There was only one person who had been paying attention to Pang Jian's every move from beginning to end.
He is Dong Tianze!
He pulled the corner of his mouth, bared his teeth and looked at Qi Qingsong in the Sword Tower, and said, "It doesn't count."
"What doesn't count?"
Qi Qingsong was surprised.
Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a blazing flame, like a meteor, rising against the sky and suddenly shooting out from under the high platform where he was standing!
Standing alone on the high platform, Qi Qingsong, who had just been looking at Dong Tianze, couldn't help but look down in surprise, and saw a spear wrapped in flames suddenly stabbing towards him!
"Tongmai Realm."
Qi Qingsong frowned.
In a flash, he saw through the realm of the spear-wielding boy at a glance, so he put his two fingers together to form a sword, stood on the high platform and pointed at the tip of the spear.
A sharp sword intent that seemed to be able to cut through the air burst out from the tips of his two fingers and pierced towards the tip of the spear with dazzling light.
Dong Tianze let out a strange cry of "Hey", his eyes full of gloating.
“Shhh!”
The sharp sword intent from Qi Qingsong's finger sword first cut the flames on the spear tip, then shattered the red flame power and green spiritual power, and finally he pointed his finger at the tip of the spear.
An unreasonable and terrifying force suddenly burst out from the spear with 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 at the finger sword that Qi Qingsong had transformed with his two fingers!
"puff!"
Qi Qingsong, who underestimated his enemy, had two fingers bleeding profusely. The terrifying force that was not from the Tongmai Realm broke the bones of his two fingers.
Qi Qingsong took a breath, shook his fingers, and a stream of bright red blood beads flew out.
"Pang Jian!"
Zhou Qingchen was shocked and used all his strength to push Jiang Li and Han Duping away, no longer caring about Qi Qingsong's identity as a disciple of the Sword Tower.
Seven deep red beams of light burst out from the heart-protecting mirror on his chest and headed straight for Qi Qingsong on the high platform.
Zhou Qingchen, holding a knife, stomped his feet and soared into the sky, then slashed towards Qi Qingsong behind seven beams of light.
Qi Qingsong, who had underestimated Pang Jian's fighting power, was still grimacing in pain. When he saw the beams of light coming at him, he casually pointed his other hand at the incoming crimson beams of light.
A magic sword suddenly appeared from his sleeve.
He had underestimated the fighting power of the spear-wielding boy, so he didn't dare to be careless this time. After breaking the light column with one sword, he stabbed Zhou Qingchen who was coming with a knife with another sword.
"laugh!"
The second dark white sword light came at this moment.
Zhou Qingchen, who was in mid-air, was still very far away from the platform and had not yet been able to fly over the pool.
After the dark white sword light struck, he 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 magic sword and knocked Zhou Qingchen away with two sword strikes. He first looked at his bloody fingers, then lowered his head to look at the young man who had failed in the assassination and had fallen back to the platform.
"Dong boy, do you recognize him?"
Qi Qingsong did not get angry, but looked at Pang Jian curiously, while asking Dong Tianze who was gloating over his misfortune.
"Yes."
Dong Tianze stopped laughing crazily and stood on another high platform, looking at the young man with a spear who had pierced him several times, and said, "His name is Pang Jian. Like me, he also comes from the lower world that you despise."
"Are all the people in the lower world so brave and fearless?"
Qi Qingsong shook his head in surprise.
With his cultivation level of just Tongmai Realm and as a cultivator from the Fourth Realm, how dare he assassinate him who is one realm higher than him
Don’t you know how to write the word death
"laugh!"
Another faint white sword light was stabbed out by his spirit sword, heading towards the head of Pang Jian below.
When Pang Jian raised his head, he saw hundreds of dazzling sword lights that dazzled his eyes and covered every inch of the area around him.
Under these sword lights, 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 intent that Qi Qingsong attached to this sword has the miraculous effect of shattering people's will, it does not work on everyone.
For example, Pang Jian.
After a moment of distraction, he ignored the feeling of certain death and relied on his strong willpower to break free from the "cage" in the sword light and pulled away.
“Swish!”
The sword that should have pierced him from head to toe only left a shallow blood mark on the left side of his body, and the blood mark was not caused by the sword light.
Rather, it was the sharp sword intent that Qi Qingsong endowed that sword.
"Sword Tower!"
Pang Jian dodged a sword, feeling the pain on one side of his body, and looked at Qi Qingsong who was standing on the high platform among the crowd.
He clearly realized that there was indeed a huge gap between him and these so-called powerful people from the upper realm.
Whether in terms of tools, cultivation techniques, or current level of cultivation, he was far behind the other party.
If he hadn't suddenly attacked and the other party hadn't been a little too arrogant, he wouldn't have been able to pierce the other party's finger.
"Are you also seeking revenge for that woman?"
Qi Qingsong asked curiously.
As a disciple of the Sword Tower, as long as he wore clothes with the Sword Tower logo on them, the practitioners in the Bagua City would avoid him like the plague.
Qi Qingsong found it difficult to understand why a young man from the lower realm who was at the Tongmai realm dared to take the opportunity to attack him.
"no."
In response to his question, Pang Jian shook his head but did not give any specific reason.
"He's killing you for me!"
Zhou Qingchen, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, got up from the ground and shouted at Qi Qingsong.
"Brotherly love?" Qi Qingsong was speechless, shook his head, and commented with disdain: "It's ridiculous."
"Stop arguing."
On another high platform, the woman who had kept her eyes closed suddenly opened them and looked at the pool. She said impatiently, "The mirror tunnel is complete. Those who need to leave should leave as soon as possible."
Her words seemed to have some magical power, and all the noise in the venue suddenly stopped.
Everyone present seemed willing to listen to her instructions and do what she meant.
She was wearing a bright yellow dress and looked ordinary, but her eyes gave people a vague feeling, and no one knew where she was looking.
On her long skirt, there were words embroidered like flowers, and those colorful words filled her skirt.
And all the characters are actually the same, they are all the character “魔” (demon).
At first glance, numerous "魔" characters were blooming colorfully on her long skirt like flowers.
"Demon Sect!"
Looking at those "魔" characters of different colors and sizes, everyone showed fear in their eyes.
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I wish you all a May Day holiday with no traffic jams, no price hikes at hotels, and no queues at attractions~~
(End of this chapter)