"Who did it?" Li Qinglin's tone gradually became colder.

"It's... from the Rakshasa Sect."

Luoshamen is also a middle-level Taoist temple in the outer city, involved in a wide range of businesses. They control a considerable number of secret doors, gambling, and life-saving operations in the shantytowns and the outer city.

But a few days ago, the Luosha Sect suddenly smashed and robbed many shops of Wulao Qingxinzhai, and the two forces even had several conflicts.

Recently, various medicinal materials in Wulao Qingxinzhai have been in short supply, which is also the reason why Luoshamen secretly cut off the trade route.

Moreover... Third Senior Brother Hua Mu's family was "invited" back by Luosha Sect in the chaos.

The important news is that Shoufei went personally to redeem the person.

"Where are my master and the others?" Li Qinglin asked.

"The host has already counted several good fighters and sent them to meet the people from Luosha Sect. Senior Brothers Xiao Changyi and Huamu have all gone, while Senior Brother Pei Zhang will stay in the shop downstairs just in case."

"But before the master left, he asked me to tell you, Senior Brother Li, to stay behind in the temple and not to act rashly. They will be back by dark at the latest."

Junior Brother Yang was a little worried that Li Qinglin would act on impulse. After all, the Rakshasa Sect was coming with great force and acting ruthlessly this time. Once Li Qinglin, his direct disciple, went there, he would definitely be the target of the concentrated fire.

Li Qinglin did not comment.

Time passed, and it was evening.

Li Qinglin loosened the huge lock in his hand and threw it into the sand pile like a toy.

He wiped his hands, mercury blood flowing continuously in his limbs and bones. His breathing drove the circulation of his bone marrow, and with each breathing cycle, strands of precious blood began to emerge.

Li Qinglin's strength also gradually grew stronger.

It’s getting dark.

Li Qinglin glanced at the foggy sky outside the eaves and walked towards the gate of the gym.

Third senior brother Hua Mu has always been nice to Li Qinglin.

Li Qinglin also used the Baishou Sword very skillfully.

When the nest is overturned, all the eggs will remain intact. How could Li Qinglin remain indifferent when the dojo is in trouble?

It is both to repay a favor and for personal gain.

After all, the benefits that Li Qinglin had enjoyed from Wulao Qingxinzhai in the past few months, converted into silver, would be worth more than hundreds of taels.

"Brother Li?"

Junior Brother Yang's voice came with a hint of worry.

Li Qinglin did not turn around, the voice came,

"I should go home."

After returning home, Li Qinglin asked a few questions about Li Xian's dyeing business as usual.

The autumn examination was approaching, and Li Qingjing was studying classics in the academy and had not yet returned home.

Li Qingqing was as unreliable as ever. He even advertised his own dyeing business in the school.

After dinner, Li Qinglin sat in silence for a while, then walked back to the north room.

Pulling open the bottom of the bed, a secret compartment was revealed, containing thirty-four cages filled with fine steel arrows, and bottles and jars of various poison powders.

There is also a nightgown made of northern cicada silk, which is as black as ink, extremely close-fitting, highly elastic, and the same size.

Li Qinglin bought this nightgown a long time ago, but this is the first time he wears it.

Li Qinglin changed into night clothes, put on a mail mask on his face, carried a bow bag on his back, and slung a white-headed sword across his shoulder.

Arrows are inserted into the quiver one by one!

His figure flashed, his size suddenly shrank a little, his aura changed greatly, but the nightgown still fit him well.

Then, a ghostly figure disappeared into the night.

…

The bright moon that is not yet full is like an iron hook. The transparent gray clouds lightly cover the moonlight, but a few strands of red like blood emerge.

In the shantytown, in a deserted house.

There are overgrown weeds and broken walls.

Wen Shoufei, Xiao Changyi, Hua Mu and four others were standing in the main house of the deserted house.

On the opposite side, there were also three or four people of different looks, some sitting and some standing, drinking wine, eating meat, and appreciating the dances of several dancers.

The fragrant breeze blows on your face and the beautiful figure dances.

The dancers looked pale and timid, but they did not dare to stop dancing.

It seemed that the people from Rakshasa Sect did not notice Wen Shoufei and the others from beginning to end, and there was a hint of mockery in their eyes.

In the back room, several figures fainted on the ground, and it was unknown whether they were alive or dead.

Xiao Changyi took a step forward and said in a deep voice,

"Master Hai, those of us who run a gym have always been careful not to let our families suffer any harm. This time, I'm afraid Master Hai has gone too far, right?"

The voice was cold and contained a hint of anger, which spread out layer by layer, causing ripples in the air.

Several dancers shuddered and stopped.

A man with a fierce and ferocious face slammed the table and cursed.

"Why stop? Keep playing the music and keep dancing!"

Then, he turned his head, squinted his eyes, glanced at Xiao Changyi from top to bottom, and said,

"The elders didn't say anything, so why are you, a disciple, talking? Could it be that Brother Wen didn't teach you well enough?"

As he spoke, Haimen Lord looked towards the figure who had been standing quietly from beginning to end, "Brother Wen, if it's okay for you to teach me, I can also help you discipline him."

Seeing that Shoufei's expression did not change and he did not react at all, Lord Haimen sneered and shook his head.

Then a thin middle-aged man beside him stood up, with a warm smile on his face, bowed and said,

"We invited Senior Brother Huamu's family here in a friendly manner. How can this be considered a disaster?"

"But your car dealership has occupied 20% of the outer city's market share over the years and has made a lot of money. It should also give my Luosha Sect a little bit of its own money, right?"

"How about this? Please give us half of the car dealership, three pharmacy shops, two foundry shops, and two thousand silver taels, and we can all get along peacefully. How do you think?"

"What?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Xiao Changyi, Hua Mu and others' faces changed drastically.

Hua Mu's face was filled with rage, his blood boiling and his veins exposed.

This skinny man opened his mouth like a lion. What kind of soup is this? He almost took up half of the shop of Wu Lao Qing Xin Zhai!

"The sea is vast! I'm going to kill you!"

Hua Mu could hardly suppress the murderous intent in his heart and wished he could cut the people in front of him into pieces.

But Wen Shoufei strangely did not give any signal to take action. He just stood there without saying a word.

"Hey? For such an important event today, your disciple didn't come?"

Next to the thin man, a young man in green clothes, who was in his twenties, clapped his hands and stood up, looking at everyone with a frivolous look.

"I thought long and hard about the name of Master Qingxu before I came up with it. I thought I could meet Brother Li today and exchange some ideas with him, but I never thought Brother Li would stay at home again."

"Hai Qiu, don't be rude!"

Hai Dakuo had a stern face and scolded the young man in blue, "It's rare for your uncle Wen to accept a disciple, so of course you have to take good care of him!"

Hai Dakuo emphasized the word "caution" with particular emphasis.

"Are you done?"

Sudden,

Wen Shoufei raised his head, waved his sleeves slightly, and looked towards the back of the house with a gleam of light in his eyes.

Then, from behind the deserted house, a nine-foot tall man with a handsome appearance came walking towards them with the sound of footsteps.

Upon seeing this person, Hai Dakuo immediately stood up and welcomed him into the house with enthusiasm.

Wen Shoufei let out a long sigh.

"So, he is your confidence. The two of you are the ones who can take down Wen?"

The nine-foot-tall man's face turned cold when he heard this. "Wen Shoufei, things change over time. It's true that I lost to you back then, but I have gained immortal fate and my divine will has reappeared. I am now as good as you!

Today, the outcome is still unknown! "

Hai Dakuo's smile deepened, and he said,

"How about this, Brother Wen? I won't make it difficult for you. All you need to do is transfer all the business of the car dealership to me today. In addition, you can copy a copy of the original Five Elders' Pure Heart Inscription that you have been studying for a long time for me. How do you think?"

Wen Shoufei was originally a shoe seller and mat weaver, but he worked his way up to where he is today step by step, and even cultivated the second of the three intentions of nourishing the spirit, which is observation.

When you sit in meditation and concentrate on your thoughts, your qi and blood will flow smoothly. You can observe yourself in great detail and also understand others clearly.

People all say that he once received guidance from an immortal and that he learned the Dharma in dreams.

It was a pity that Wen Shoufei was too stubborn and self-righteous. He didn't learn any good martial arts, but chose to create his own! He injured himself and was labeled a martial arts madman.

This time, Hai Dakuo deliberately tested Wen Shoufei, wanting to see to what extent his Five Elders Purifying Heart Inscription had been perfected.

I also want to see how much strength he has left!

At the beginning, the lion opened his mouth wide and just shouted a high price, but after the nine-foot man came to support him, he took the initiative to back down and revealed his true intentions.

Just like in business, it’s all about psychological warfare.

"bring it on."

Wen Shoufei's cold voice came.

Hai Dakuo and the others were stunned for a moment, seemingly unable to react.

But Wen Shoufei jumped out directly, his eyes like fire, and suddenly turned his palm over and attacked Hai Dakuo and the other man.

"What?!"

Hai Dakuo never expected that Wen Shoufei would be so unruly. He didn't even talk to anyone and started fighting as soon as they disagreed.

Boom! ! The nine-foot-tall man was still in shock, and he hastily raised his hand to greet the enemy.

The invisible palm winds collided, causing a loud bang. The vast energy and blood intertwined with golden light poured out like a wave of air. The faces of the people around changed drastically and they immediately stepped back.

Wen Shoufei's face flushed abnormally, and a trace of pain flashed across his face.

The nine-foot man was delighted when he saw this, "You've become weaker!"

Wen Shoufei glanced at the stunned dancer, frowned, and flew past and out of the deserted house.

“Where are you going!”

"Haha, old man, I'm afraid you're going to lose your head here today!"

Hai Dakuo and the nine-foot-tall man laughed three times and immediately chased after Wen Shoufei.

The three Yangshen had just left.

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"Come and die!"

Hua Mu, who had been unable to suppress the rage in his heart, suddenly rushed out, his body as fast as a whirlwind, the cloud-head knife at his waist was instantly unsheathed, and then blazing flames filled the blade, sweeping across with his movements!

BANG BANG BANG!!

The crisp sounds of weapons clashing came one after another.

Fires flashed everywhere and hurricanes raged.

The fat man's body movements were extremely superb. He was able to arrive first and block the fierce force of Hua Mu's knife.

Behind them, the young man in blue, Hai Qiu, leisurely lifted the tablecloth, revealing underneath a huge crossbow that was half a person's length, completely white, and had a strict mechanism.

"Jackdaw Crossbow? Not good!"

Seeing this crossbow, Xiao Changyi's face changed wildly, he let out a long roar, and the fat all over his body started burning and exploding wildly, his five internal organs roared, and the blood around him turned into smoke.

Hai Qiu gently turned the axle, drew the string and drew the bow. With a loud bang, crossbow arrows shot out like jackdaw feathers!

The red iron axe in Xiao Changyi's hand swept across violently, but it was completely shattered with a sharp breaking sound.

Xiao Changyi groaned, holding the flower curtain and retreating frantically, directly into the yard, stepping out a huge chasm on the ground.

Then one of Xiao Changyi's hands was seen hanging down limply, with the bones twisted in a shocking arc and bright red blood flowing like water.

There was not a trace of his layers of fat left, and his wrinkled skin almost covered his entire body, making him look extremely terrifying.

"Senior Brother Xiao!"

Hua Mu shouted in shock and anger, with murderous intent in his eyes, and was about to rush out again.

"Walk!"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Changyi did not dare to stay for a moment, and immediately retreated with Hua Mu and his men in the dense smoke.

Hai Qiu watched Xiao Changyi and his companions leave without chasing after them. He just smiled coldly.

They sped all the way until they were hundreds of feet away from the deserted house and arrived at a remote street.

Xiao Changyi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and leaned weakly on Hua Mu.

Hua Mu looked anxious and immediately took out a handful of pills and poured them into Xiao Changyi's mouth.

"Brother Hua, what just happened was..."

The accompanying gym martial artist asked with a look of fear on his face.

Hua Mu has been a blacksmith all his life, so naturally he is very familiar with various weapons.

At this moment, his face looked a little gloomy.

"The Jackdaw Crossbow is a forbidden weapon in the army and a national treasure! If it is properly prepared, with the right time and place, and with dozens of Jackdaw Crossbows, it can even kill immortals!"

Killing the Immortal?! Several people swallowed their saliva, dumbfounded.

There are such weapons of mass destruction in the world.

How could such a forbidden weapon fall into the hands of Luosha Sect? ! Seeing Xiao Changyi's disordered blood and qi gradually calm down, Hua Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

A depressing and gloomy atmosphere enveloped everyone.

No one spoke, as if they were being crushed by a mountain.

Wen Shoufei seemed to be in a bad state, facing two masters of spiritual cultivation alone, one of whom was an immortal.

But on his side, he was repelled by a Jackdaw Crossbow and dared not advance.

Hua Mu, Xiao Changyi and others looked solemn. They had never felt that time passed so slowly as it did now.

…

In a deserted house.

Hai Qiu tapped the table lightly with a smug look in his eyes. This time, their Rakshasa sect had made full preparations for the attack.

This Jackdaw Crossbow took a lot of effort to buy from a cavalry captain in the army.

No matter how Xiao Changyi and his companions jumped around, they were nothing but clowns who could be defeated in the blink of an eye.

The thin man looked at the Jackdaw Crossbow with fear; the cold light stung his eyes.

"If Wen Shoufei is sensible and surrenders, then he can pay the compensation. If he refuses, then this Jackdaw Crossbow will probably have to drink the blood of a master of spiritual cultivation."

Hai Qiu smiled softly, "Their Wulao Qingxinzhai's car shop has mastered several secret passages in the wilderness. If we can get them... we won't have to worry about not being able to accomplish great things!!"

Upon hearing this, the thin man said in a flattering tone, "That's right."

As he was speaking, Hai Qiu suddenly looked up, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Huh? But where's the leak? Why do I feel like there's a cold current coming?"

The thin man was stunned for a moment, his ears moved slightly, and he faintly heard some noise.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The next moment, thunder exploded in the night sky!

A silver stream of light directly penetrated the roof, bringing with it a violent gale, penetrating all obstacles along the way, like a divine soldier sent from heaven, cutting through the night sky.

Then, the moment it touched the ground, it exploded!

In an instant, the flames spread out like a stream of water, carrying with them sharp fragments of arrows.

There were flashes of electricity! "Ah ...

"Where did the archer come from?!"

Hai Qiu and the other were horrified, but the arrow came so fast, fierce, urgent and dangerous that they had no time to react. They only felt an oncoming heat wave that almost set their hair on fire instantly!

His iron skin and bones began to melt under the raging flames that were like maggots on the tarsal bones, and severe pain spread throughout his body!

But even so, both of them were at least marrow-refining warriors and did not die. Instead, they burst into intense bloodiness despite their serious injuries.

However, what awaited them were three consecutive thunderous shocks.

Behind the spinning arrow, a ghostly figure quietly followed the arrow.

Smoke was rising and Hai Qiu felt a sudden gust of evil wind coming from behind.

The arrows fell to the ground like cannonballs.

Hai Qiu dodged in a hurry, but suddenly a man in night clothes and holding a big knife appeared in front of him.

Bang! The blade flashed like a cold dragon. Hai Qiu's face changed drastically. He shouted angrily and raised his palm. The bone marrow in his body was completely burning. He slapped the blade with great strength.

After a series of loud collision sounds like a huge bell, Hai Qiu retreated continuously. The violent recoil made him see stars, his body leaned back, and his blood churned.

Especially the pair of flesh palms, which were burned into a bloody mess by the thunder and fire.

"Who are you?!"

Hai Qiu shouted loudly.

The man in front of him was extremely strong, with blood and energy refined to his bones. He was also very shrewd and caught him off guard. As soon as they started fighting, he was completely at a disadvantage.

He is definitely not an unknown person!

However, in an instant, the night walker in Hai Qiu's eyes suddenly disappeared.

To be precise, the speed was extremely fast, even beyond the limit of Hai Qiu's vision.

"How is that possible?!"

How could a warrior who has locked the essence gate have such speed?

Could it be the secret pattern of the blood weapon? !

Bang! Hai Qiu felt a pain in the back of his head, and then his whole body started to spin.

With a click, he was puzzled to see that he had become shorter, and a headless corpse suddenly appeared in front of him.

Then, he suddenly reacted.

“I was beheaded.”

"Young Master? Prepare to die!"

All this happened in a flash, from Li Qinglin drawing the bow and shooting the arrow from a hundred feet away, to his qi and blood stimulating the secret pattern of the two countermeasures - Shenzutong, killing Hai Qiu took only a few breaths.

As the smoke and dust cleared in front of the thin man's eyes and the flames licked him, he saw the scene of Hai Qiu's body and head being separated.

His face was ferocious and angry...

Then he turned suddenly and tried to flee out of the house.

Escape? The beheading knife in Li Qinglin's hand rubbed against the air, almost causing a sonic boom. A cold blade light suppressed the flames on the ground and slashed out diagonally!

Ding! The thin man heard the movement behind him and hurriedly turned back. The long sword in his hand made a mournful sound, and after a loud and deep sound of metal, it broke in the middle! "He is so strong? The power of a dragon and an elephant?!"

There was a look of surprise on the thin man's face, and he flew backwards.

However, Li Qinglin's sword did not slow down, and he took a step forward to reach the target within several feet.

(End of this chapter)