As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful spiritual power attacked Luo Jianqing.
When Luo Jianqing heard the words "You are a demon", his eyes narrowed and he reflexively took out the Green Bamboo Umbrella from his storage ring. The surging spiritual energy attacked the Green Bamboo Umbrella, actually breaking a rib!
Seeing this, Luo Jianqing's heart was alarmed and he immediately drew his sword to fight.
In the hazy, lightless chaos, Luo Jianqing closed his eyes, listened carefully, and raised his sword to meet the attacks from all directions. The opponent's attacks all collided with the green bamboo umbrella, while Luo Jianqing's attacks fell into the empty air and did not hit the opponent at all.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Although those attacks were not as powerful as the first time, directly breaking a rib of the Green Bamboo Umbrella, they could still break a rib within ten moves. Even though Luo Jianqing no longer felt sorry for the umbrella, he knew that if he continued like this, he would be forced into a dead end sooner or later.
This kind of attack was performed by at least a master in the late Nascent Soul stage, or even a master in the late Great Perfection stage!
His mind raced, Luo Jianqing struggled to fight back while pondering what had happened. He didn't believe he was a demon. Since ancient times, humans and demons have been incompatible. If even the Venerable Xuan Lingzi, who was at the Spiritual Transformation stage, couldn't tell he was a demon and accepted him as his disciple, then there was absolutely no way anyone in these ruins could detect he was a demon.
So what’s the problem?
"That demon pill?!"
Luo Jianqing stopped with his umbrella, ignoring the opponent's attack, and shouted loudly: "Senior! I am not a demon!"
The voice, laced with a trace of spiritual power, carried immensely far, finally halting the attack. The voice remained hoarse and unpleasant, mumbling in a hoarse voice, "It's a demon, it's a demon, it's a demon..."
Luo Jianqing flipped his hand and took out a purple demon pill from his storage ring. He said respectfully, "Senior, this is the inner pill of a sixth-level demon beast that I just obtained from the Wanzhang Wasteland. In fact, I have killed hundreds of demon beasts before and taken their inner pills. Did you misunderstand?"
The chaos was silent for a while, and Luo Jianqing gradually relaxed. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the voice suddenly became sharp, shrieking piercingly: "You are a monster! You are a monster! You are a monster!"
Another barrage of attacks descended upon Luo Jianqing. Even if Luo Jianqing had the Green Bamboo Umbrella to defend against them, he had no idea where his enemies were, and was unable to attack. Luo Jianqing simply felt that this voice was completely unreasonable. Why did they conclude that he was a demon? If he was a demon, wouldn't all the venerable elders on Mount Taihua become a laughingstock?
Seeing that another rib of the green bamboo umbrella had broken, Luo Jianqing gritted his teeth and tossed the green bamboo umbrella into the air. A gentle golden light poured down from the umbrella, enveloping Luo Jianqing.
Luo Jianqing tapped his fingers on the Frost Floating Sword a few times, and the long sword slowly flew out of his palm, its tip pointing outward, hovering in mid-air. Luo Jianqing quickly formed hand seals with both hands, and a cyan light flickered between his hands, twinkling like stars, making the light on the Frost Floating Sword even more dazzling.
Above this chaos, there seemed to be a faint sound of thunder.
Luo Jianqing's hand gestures quickened, and the Frost Floating Sword spun rapidly, ready to strike the enemy. However, the cyan light in his hands seemed to dim slightly. Without hesitation, Luo Jianqing stomped his right foot onto the ground, spraying a mouthful of boiling blood onto the Frost Floating Sword.
Suddenly! A green light appeared!
Luo Jianqing pinched his fingers together, and a streak of blood flowed from the corner of his lips.
"One sword turns into nine lotuses!"
One sword transformed into nine, soaring forward at breakneck speed. The Frost Floating Sword had already become a phantom, and nine-day thunder rumbled down from the sky. It was precisely because of the Frost Floating Sword, forged from ten thousand-year-old black iron and millennium-year-old thunder crystal, that Luo Jianqing was able to perform the Nine Lotuses spell twice in a single day. However, by this point, his spiritual power had long been depleted, and he could only rely on the Green Bamboo Umbrella to protect himself.
Purple lightning filled the entire space, snaking like thin silver snakes. The nine swords, unable to find a target, formed a sword formation, sweeping across every inch of the space with an unstoppable force.
Luo Jianqing had no other options. If he truly couldn't get past this, he could only crush the jade token and move out of the ruins. However, if he did that, he wouldn't be able to assassinate Li Xiuchen again, and his trip would be in vain.
Luo Jianqing clutched his right hand over his heart, feeling the spiritual energy draining from his body. Unfortunately, his Spirit Gathering Pills had been completely used up against the Phantom Fox. Looking at the Frost Floating Sword's blind attack, Luo Jianqing could only smile bitterly, "Could it be that... this is truly my limit?"
The next moment, white light appeared on Luo Jianqing's body. When he opened his eyes again, he suddenly came to a stone chamber!
Luo Jianqing stood there in a daze. His first reaction was to check the whereabouts of the Frost Floating Sword. When he felt the sword dancing joyfully in his sea of consciousness, Luo Jianqing finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked up and suddenly froze.
Li Xiuchen was also stunned when he saw the miserable Luo Jianqing.
The two of them just stared at each other. After a while, Luo Jianqing put his fingers together, and a hint of green sword energy condensed at his fingertips.
Li Xiuchen was kneeling on a mat. Seeing this, he quickly got up and said in a hurried voice, "You...you really want to kill me? We are from the same place, we are fellow villagers! I promise, even if I should kill you in the future, I won't. Please spare my life!"
Luo Jianqing narrowed his eyes and continued forward with sword energy.
Li Xiuchen added, "I won't fight with you anymore. I'll give you the protagonist, okay? You know, level seven is the reward level. I don't want this inheritance, and I don't want the treasures. I'll give them all to you. From now on, I'll be your little brother, and everything I have will be yours."
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