Chapter 262 I Always Keep My Words
His eyes were filled with madness and ruthlessness. Holding the samurai sword that emitted a cold and evil aura, he strode towards Qing Yanrou.
Qing Yanrou looked at the samurai sword coming towards her, and she raised her hand and the lightning sword in her hand to meet it.
“Clang——”
The Thunder Sword and the Samurai Sword collided with each other. Not only did the Thunder Sword not break, but it just shook slightly. At the same time, most of the evil spirit contained in the Samurai Sword was instantly dispersed by the Thunder Sword.
The crazy and irrational eyes of the man in kimono recovered a lot because of this.
He first looked up at the knife in his hand, his mouth twitching with anger, and his gaze turned to the lightning sword in Qing Yanrou's hand.
It was clearly a wooden sword, but it was not only strong enough to not break, it even dissipated a lot of the evil energy on the knife.
He narrowed his eyes and took a closer look, only then did he realize that the wooden sword actually carried the righteous energy of thunder.
The thunderous righteousness also frightened him, and he couldn't help but have a thought of retreating.
"Aren't you going to drink all my blood? Come on."
Qing Yanrou saw what he was thinking, reached out and stroked the lightning sword in her hand. She raised the corner of her mouth slightly and said sarcastically.
As expected, her words made the man even angrier. He raised his other hand again, grabbed the blade, and slashed it hard.
The black blood was quickly absorbed by the blade. This time, he ignored the blood beads on his palm, directly grasped the handle of the knife, shouted, and rushed towards her.
The samurai sword in his hand, nourished by his blood, exuded an even stronger evil aura and cold light than before.
Qing Yanrou took out a talisman to dispel evil spirits, and as the talisman fell, a sense of righteousness flashed on the lightning sword.
Looking at the samurai sword that was about to chop towards her face, she took a step back, raised the lightning sword in her hand and rushed forward.
"Clang—clang—clang—clang—"
"bite--"
"Clang—"
The sword and the knife collided in their hands again, making a loud sound. Qing Yanrou seized the opportunity and her movements became faster and heavier. She even input spiritual power.
The weapons collided, making continuous noises, and in the end the knife was defeated by the thunder-struck wood.
There was a crisp "ding" sound, and the samurai sword vibrated and hummed, then broke and fell to the ground with a "clang".
The man was knocked back several steps by Qing Yanrou's strength, and his hands were numb from the shock of this force.
He first glanced at the broken knife in his hand, then looked at the half of the broken knife that fell on the ground, his face full of disbelief and shock.
He seemed to have not yet realized what had happened and stood there in a daze for a long time.
It took him a long time to react completely. He suddenly raised his eyes to look at Qing Yanrou, and the corners of his mouth twitched several times before he said fiercely with a distorted face:
"Baga, you actually destroyed my sword! Ah—I'm going to drink up all your blood and use it to sacrifice to my sword! Ah!"
"I can also speak harshly. I will use your worthless life to teach you a lesson. You cannot covet China's things, and you cannot touch my Qing Yanrou's things. The difference between you and me is that I always keep my words."
After she finished speaking, she raised the lightning sword in her hand and struck him at him quickly.
The man was caught off guard by the sudden attack and hurriedly raised the half-broken knife in his hand to block her attack.
But at this moment, Qing Yanrou was serious. Spiritual energy continued to flow into the sword. Even though the righteous energy shrouded in the Thunder Sword had not yet fallen on the man, the aura and majesty it exuded had already filled the man with fear.
He kept trying to step back, but his legs were weak and he fell to the ground.
"puff--"
Qing Yanrou didn't bother to argue with him. She stabbed his heart directly with the sword, piercing through it. The wound was exactly in the same place as the one their men had inflicted on the Taoist priest Jian Yidao.
However, this man was not a normal person after all. Because of this sword, black blood flowed out of his body, and his body was shrinking rapidly.
In the end, all that was left on the ground was a pile of black kimonos and a pool of black blood.
At this time, the black fog that was still besieging and restraining Chu Tingbai also disappeared.
The woman in white kimono lying in the corner had her eyes drooped after the man turned into blood. Her body was filled with death and her pale face began to rot.
The smell of a rotting body continued to emanate from the room, and the strong smell made Yanrou and Chu Tingbai frown at the same time.
This time they made many talismans, all kinds of talismans, except the cleansing talisman.
They were careless. Looking at this R country sorcerer who particularly likes evil things, a cleansing talisman is a must.
But now she was too lazy to find yellow paper and cinnabar to draw some cleansing talismans, so she casually made a cleansing gesture.
The smell of rotting corpses in the room finally dissipated a lot, but looking at the large pool of black blood and the woman's corpse, Qing Yanrou frowned slightly and looked at Chu Tingbai.
"Leave it to me."
Chu Tingbai walked up to her, looked up and rubbed her head, then took the phone on the table and started calling.
This is an international hotel chain. The Chu family is wealthy and powerful, with businesses spread all over the world. It just so happens that the Chu family has business dealings with the owner behind this hotel.
Chu Tingbai is very familiar with the new head of this hotel.
"David, I'm Chu Tingbai."
"Oh, Chu, of course I know it's you. Is there something wrong?" A man's smiling voice came from the other end of the phone.
"I'm at your hotel in Country R. Something happened here."
While Chu Tingbai was on the phone explaining everything to David, he placed the peach wood sword on the table, took Qing Yanrou's hand, moved her away from the disgusting pool of black blood, and asked her to sit on the clean sofa at the other end.
"Oh, Chu, are you kidding?"
"When have I ever joked?"
"I happen to be in Country R. Please wait for me for an hour and I will come right over."
David on the other side was a little confused by the news he said and spoke quickly.
"Forty minutes. This place is so dirty. I need a cleaner room."
When Chu Tingbai heard that he was coming, he didn't care, but he was not very satisfied with one hour.
"OK, I'll be right there."
He hung up the phone, threw it aside, sat next to Qing Yanrou, watched her lower her head and wipe the lightning sword with a talisman, and said in a low voice with apology:
"I was useless just now and didn't help at all."
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