"Qin Wushuang, I underestimated you." Qi Xiangwang clenched his fists, his facial muscles trembling. It was obvious that he was heartbroken that so many people had died.
"Old man, whether you underestimate me or not can't change the outcome. What I said will always count. The Qi family is gone!" Qin Wushuang repeated.
"How dare you!" Qi Xiangwang shouted angrily, "With this old man here, you can't touch the Qi family at all."
"Qin Wushuang, are you ready? I will personally fight with you."
"Don't call me old man, you are a bastard." Qin Wushuang cursed.
"Stop talking nonsense and watch this." Qi Xiangwang attacked fiercely.
Qin Wushuang wielded the Heavenly Wrath Sword with great vigor and impenetrable force, combining offense and defense, with a variety of moves.
As soon as Qi Xiangwang started fighting, he was at a disadvantage and was suppressed.
The fight was so fierce that his hands and feet were restricted and he couldn't move freely.
Every move and style of his was surpassed by Qin Wushuang.
The two are still in the trial stage. Qin Wushuang has not used his full strength, and the same is true for Qi Xiangwang.
The Qi family warriors watched the fight between the two with great attention. It was rare to see a fight between such masters, and one might not even see it a second time in a lifetime.
Absolutely wonderful, absolutely brilliant.
After about thirty moves, there was a "swish" sound, and a bloody cut appeared on Qi Xiangwang's arm, with blood flowing out.
Qi Xiangwang covered his arm, took three steps back, and his eyes were as big as cow eggs.
"As expected, heroes emerge from youth, but you should never, ever, mess with the Qi family."
"If you mess with me, no one can save you."
"Stubborn? That's all you can do and you still talk nonsense?" Qin Wushuang couldn't understand. If he couldn't do martial arts, did he rely solely on his mouth?
If life and death could be decided by words, then the ancestors of the Qi family would have to be scolded so much that they would jump up and down, and even their coffins would not be able to hold them down.
"Brother Situ, why don't you show up? It's time to show up." Qi Xiangwang shouted loudly.
Just as he finished speaking, a man came down from above the warehouse.
Qin Wushuang had met this person before. He was Situ Mo, the owner of Ningde Villa.
"As the owner of a villa, you enjoy great prestige among warriors, but who would have thought that you are just a lackey of the Qi family? This is something I never expected." Qin Wushuang said sarcastically.
Old Master Qi said that he had a trump card, a two-pronged approach. One was Qi Xiangwang, and the other was the owner of Ningde Villa.
"My dear Qin, it's really wrong for me to get involved in the grudges between you, but I have my reasons. I'm sorry." Situ Mo said with a fist salute.
He did have a compelling reason. In his early years, when there was no Ningde Villa, Situ Mo was hunted by his enemies and stabbed several times. He lay in the grass dying. It was the old man of the Qi family who saved his life.
Without the life-saving grace back then, there would be no owner of Ningde Manor today.
Situ Mo owed the Qi family a favor and promised to help them with all his strength if needed, regardless of right or wrong.
But only this time.
So many years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Mr. Qi has never opened his mouth, let alone mentioned it to anyone. You know it, I know it, and the world knows it.
Just yesterday, Mr. Qi called and asked Situ Mo to come and help.
Situ Mo came without saying a word or asking any questions.
The kindness shown back then should be repaid.
No need to say more, just do whatever you are told to do. Even if it costs him his life, Situ Mo won't frown.
Living twenty more years is a blessing.
"You haven't wronged anyone. There's no friendship between us." Qin Wushuang was pragmatic and said what he meant. "No matter who tries to deal with me, there's only one outcome. Just don't blame me for being ruthless."
"Friend Qin, since I've entered this turbulent water, I've made all the preparations."
"Whether it's life or death, everything is expected."
"Then let's begin." Qin Wushuang took a stance, "Do you come together, or one by one?"
Qi Xiangwang looked at Situ Mo, and they both understood each other and said in unison, "Together!"
"Come!" Qin Wushuang shouted.
A strange wind suddenly blew in the warehouse. The two sides stood opposite each other. It seemed that they had not started fighting, but in fact, the contest had already begun.
The momentum of both sides rose steadily, and invisible pressure pounced on each other.
Qin Wushuang fought one against two.
Momentum is something that cannot be seen or touched, it is mysterious and profound. If you are not in the right position, you will not understand its meaning.
The remaining two hundred warriors of the Qi family retreated one after another, suddenly feeling panicked, as if a stone was pressing on their chest, making it difficult to breathe.
This feeling is wonderful and magical.
The three of them were fully focused on displaying their talents. After a while, big beads of sweat flowed from their temples and their faces turned pale.
Qin Wushuang was slightly better, and nothing seemed wrong with him.
Suddenly, Qi Xiangwang and Situ Mo took three steps back, horror in their eyes.
Is Qin Wushuang so strong? His aura is soaring, like a sharp and peerless divine weapon, reaching to the sky.
He has reached this state at such a young age, he is simply a monster among monsters.
I have lived for so long, half buried in the earth, even up to my neck, but I have never seen such an awesome young man.
However, no matter how powerful Qin Wushuang is, today's plan cannot be stopped. Neither the Qi family nor Situ Mo can stop it.
The only option is to fight.
Even if the Qi family retreated, Qin Wushuang would not give up and shake hands in peace.
The key point is that if the Qi family doesn't deal with Qin Wushuang, they will never be able to hold their heads up in Ninghai and will never be able to erase the shame.
Situ Mo owes the Qi family a huge favor, so if the Qi family doesn't ask, he has to take action.
Even if we can't win, we have to fight, and we have to do it even if we die.
Although the two were shocked, they did not slow down in their actions and attacked Qin Wushuang side by side.
Qi Xiangwang may not have noticed an extremely small detail: the wound on his arm was still bleeding.
The bright red blood had dyed the entire arm red, and the clothes were soaked.
It stands to reason that when a cut is made, the blood will flow more violently at first, but will gradually decrease. Especially since Qi Xiangwang is a warrior, it is much easier for him to control the blood loss.
Mobilizing the true qi to attach to the wound, or sealing a few acupoints, these have miraculous effects.
However, did he really not notice? Qi Xiangwang was not a fool, much less a mummy. How could he not know whether he was bleeding or not?
Since you know it, why don’t you do it?
Is it possible that he did and it simply didn't work?
First of all, Qin Wushuang's Sky Wrath Sword was not poisoned. The reason why it caused people to bleed profusely was because of the strangeness of the Sky Wrath Sword itself.
I had never realized that the Sky Wrath Sword was so domineering before. The wounds caused by it were difficult to heal. Ever since it absorbed the unknown blood at the auction, I always felt that something was different.
Today I saw how different it is.
Are there any other features besides this? Is there anything else that's particularly amazing?
Stay tuned!
With frequent use, I believe Qin Wushuang will discover more secrets of the Sky Wrath Sword.
This is just one of them.
The three of them fought to the utmost, each of them raising their own strength to the highest and peak state.
The true energy scattered, causing a loud bang.
The ground kept exploding, as if it were covered in mines.
Not only was the ground bumpy and blown beyond recognition, but also the surroundings, wherever the true energy landed, there would be a loud bang.
Very intense.
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