"Please continue."

"Humph! How can my Huainan Prefecture be a place where you can hide and show your tail and come and go as you please?"

Several figures suddenly stopped Li Qinglin like the changing wind and clouds.

Thousand Machine Hands You Ji is an old man with a broken arm, which is connected by a bronze jade hand, and his back is decorated with Taotie patterns.

He smiled and said, "I wonder what your name is and where you came from?"

"Get out of the way. Why are you talking so much? Let's fight first!"

Chen Cejun flew out, holding the Dragon Sparrow Knife in his hand, and moved like a tiger descending from the mountain, chopping down at Li Qinglin on the head!

The strong wind blew in his face, lifting Li Qinglin's veil and revealing a young face.

"Why are you so young?"

"Impossible! Judging from his energy, blood and flames, he seems to be only about thirty years old?!"

"Could it be that he has practiced the secret technique of turtle breathing to hide his true age?"

"It's impossible that he had already reached the third level of martial arts ten years ago, right?"

Everyone's pupils shrank, they were filled with shock and confusion, and almost exploded.

They all thought that the warrior who was controlling Chen Bufan behind the scenes was some old monster who was nearly a hundred years old. After all, "Daogong Cangshen Zhu" was all-encompassing, profound in conception, and had a strong foundation, which required a lot of martial arts experience to support it.

There's no shortcut at all!

But at this moment, seeing Li Qinglin's age, everyone had the illusion that he had become a lackey at such an old age!

Chen Cejun was the first to take action, so naturally his mind was also shocked, but his speed of action did not slow down at all, and the strength in his hands was three times stronger.

"I don't believe it! Let me take off your mask of deception!"

Li Qinglin raised his eyebrows and raised his hand to greet him.

"boom!!!"

The sound of metal colliding was heard, followed by a loud bang, and a vast amount of energy and blood poured out, creating a wave visible to the naked eye, rushing in all directions.

The trees were snapping, the river was surging, and the sailboats along the shore were shaking and almost capsizing! "Isn't his physique too strong?"

Everyone was so horrified that their voices were a little distorted. They saw a figure flying back, landing on the ground and taking several steps back, crushing the embankment on the shore before he could barely keep his body steady.

Chen Cejun looked at the Dragon Sparrow Sword in astonishment, seeing the clear palm mark on it and the smoke rising from the high-temperature melt.

"My knife!!" Chen Cejun's heartbroken voice rang out.

With one palm, he defeated Chen Ce's army.

On the other hand, Li Qinglin just paused, then stepped on the red waves and reached the shore.

Then he slowly turned around and looked at these people with cold eyes.

"It is impolite not to return the favor. I just got something, so I would like to ask you to cast a spell!"

After saying this, the air around him shook, and waves could be seen rolling like tides.

Li Qinglin waved his hand, causing the air flow to collapse, and a powerful force immediately enveloped everyone.

Seeing this, You Ji suddenly remembered something and blurted out,

"Controlling Qi? Could it be that you are Wen Shoufei's apprentice, Li Qinglin?!"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple!"

Taoist Lilong looked indifferent.

"So, Mahalakshatra died in your hands?!"

After saying this, he fluttered his Taoist robe, and the crane pattern embroidered on the robe glowed faintly, then he actually flapped his wings and flew away, carrying the wonderful pattern, stirring up the pure air between heaven and earth, and strong winds whistled through the gaps between the crane's feathers, dragging countless green shadows towards Li Qinglin's face.

"Using the Secret Pattern Blood Weapon to reach the third level of martial arts? Indulging in external things, you are a small-minded person!"

Li Qinglin lowered his eyes and looked at the crane that was getting closer and closer, almost touching his body.

This crane was made by Taoist Lilong, who slaughtered thousands of cranes and used their blood to make needles and threads to weave a Taoist robe. He then retained the crane's spirit and "stolen its spirit"! Tigers, deer, bears, monkeys...

The more spirit beasts there are and the higher their quality is, the stronger the spiritual power that Taoist Lilong can steal will be!

But this kind of martial arts path, in front of Li Qinglin, who has all the power in his body, is nothing but a crooked and evil way! Seeing it, I am not happy!

Then, it spread with a bang! The next moment, the flames slammed into the dam and everyone, and the circular vibration spread in the air, shattering the clouds hundreds of feet above and creating waves below! "Puff..."

The men all stepped back several steps, pretending to vomit blood, but no blood flowed out of their mouths because the blood evaporated completely due to the high temperature as soon as it appeared! "Goodbye, everyone!"

After Li Qinglin defeated the crowd, he laughed heartily, feeling extremely happy. Then he stepped on the breeze and walked close to the ground. In the blink of an eye, only his back was left.

But this time, everyone watched Li Qinglin's gradually receding back in silence and did not chase after him.

They looked at each other in bewilderment, and the atmosphere became somewhat depressing.

So many people tried to stop it, but they failed?

Clang! However, the next moment, something strange happened.

A green sword appeared faintly, then flashed away and shot towards Li Qinglin like lightning.

"Immortal cultivator?"

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"This is... a magic sword used by a sword cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage!"

"Could it be Master Guan Xi from Jiecao Tower?"

This sudden change startled everyone, and they could see each other's astonishment when they looked at each other.

Wow, I really bought the bowls in a pottery shop, in sets.

In addition to them, the group of people who succeeded Wu Yu Longmen in taking charge, even Jie Cao Lou sent a master.

Perhaps , they are just part of this plan?

A bright sword light flashed across Qingming, and the rolling white clouds and strong winds split into two in the next moment, forming two spectacular walls of wind and sea, as if half of the sky was torn apart.

It was not until then that the sound of swords could be heard from afar.

You Ji subconsciously looked up, wanting to stop something, but still sighed, with helplessness in his eyes.

"Why would Master Guan Xi do this? After all, Li Qinglin is a martial arts genius. He shouldn't have done such a cruel thing to him."

Although there was some complaint in his words, he did not dare to directly accuse the Immortal Master Guan Xi.

Guan Xi was born in Jiecao Tower. He was a genuine sword cultivator in the late stage of foundation building. He had been nurturing a sword pill for more than a hundred years. His killing power far exceeded that of cultivators of the same level, and his hands were stained with countless blood.

He was in charge of divination and fortune-telling in the Jiecao Tower, and was in charge of the destiny of the people in Huainan Prefecture. He was the one who beheaded many people who wanted to divide the country.

In You Ji's eyes, although Li Qinglin had extraordinary martial arts talent and had defeated all of them, he would probably die under the Qingfeng sword.

Taoist Lilong's hand subconsciously stroked the empty space of the crane pattern on his Taoist robe. He smiled coldly, with a smug look in his eyes, but said nothing more.

A figure in white slowly emerged from the ripples in the air. After the invisibility spell dissipated, Guan Xi said indifferently, "If we keep people like this who don't obey Da Jiang's discipline, won't it be a disaster?"

"snort!"

Chen Cejun didn't know what he was thinking about. His brows were deeply furrowed, and a trace of fear flashed across his eyes as he looked at Guan Xi.

The forces in Dajiang are intertwined and complex. Although the Changsheng Immortal Dynasty dominates the world, it is the real master behind Dajiang.

But Da Jiang has thrived for thousands of years, and the Changsheng Immortal Dynasty, the many immortal sects guarding the city, and various martial arts forces have long been intertwined with each other.

Chen Cejun was originally from the military. In his early years, he was suppressed by Jiecaolou and suffered a great loss at the hands of Guan Xi.

"What a pity. If Li Qinglin grows up completely, he might become a figure like Wu Yong, the founder of martial arts..."

Although their positions were different, Chen Cejun still felt a little regretful. It was a pity that martial arts was going to lose a genius today.

“Boom…”

“Clatter…”

A strange noise came from a distance.

Then they saw large amounts of sword light and fire light intertwining and entangled, blocking everyone's vision.

But... the Qingfeng Sword has yet to kill the enemy.

Guan Xi's expression gradually became solemn.

(End of this chapter)