Chapter 8 Aoyama Yanagimoto

The sword intent in the air was even stronger, making people's skin tingle.

Fallen leaves are already half-kneeling on the ground, unable to raise their heads.

Qin Qiuyu was so frightened that he didn't dare to make a sound.

Bei Sheng's hand was trembling slightly, and he turned his head to look at the young master, very worried.

Looking at the appearance of the adult in the sky, he obviously didn't like the young master.

Otherwise, as an adult of the Qingshan Sword Sect, how could the sword intent encompass everyone present, including the young master?

Young master, but a disciple of the Qingshan Sword Sect!

Falling leaves were pressed to the ground by the sword intent at this moment, and his eyes looked at Li Ping'an, but he had a look of schadenfreude.

No matter which sect you are in, the adults who offend the sect will not end well.

Especially a righteous leader like the Qingshan Sword Sect, a strong sect who offended a righteous leader, this Li Ping'an, I'm afraid that if he doesn't do it, there will be no good results in the future.

Whether it was Beisheng's worries or the schadenfreude of falling leaves, Li Ping'an didn't care.

He just looked at the figure in green clothes in the sky, and he didn't know what he was thinking under his calm gaze.

Laugh at!

The mountain wind blew, and the wind brought the sound of a flame burning.

Immediately after, a sword fire fell from the sky.

That sword fire was like a bewitching red lotus, bringing out a flame tail and heading straight for the fallen leaves.

"Qingshan Sword Sect, you...!"

The fallen leaves were suddenly shocked.

But even if he was a cultivator of the Xuan Upper Realm, even if he was the sect master of the Yunxia Sect, even if he had sensed the arrival of the sword fire, he had no way to avoid the sword fire of the Qingshan Sword Sect after all.

In particular, this sword fire is still a red flame red lotus, which comes from the hand of an adult of the Qingshan Sword Sect.

Boom!

The sword fire fell on the body of the fallen leaf, and the flames suddenly burst into flames, rising against the wind.

Even if Falling Leaf was already a cultivator of the Xuan Upper Realm, under this sword fire, he still did not have the power to resist, and he quickly died in the flames, and returned to nothingness with the flames.

The ground where the fallen leaves were originally located was scattered with a layer of powder.

That layer of powder is proof that the fallen leaves are the only ones that survive in the world.

Finally, the mountain wind blew, and even the only remaining proof dissipated between heaven and earth.

Qin Qiuyu stood in place sluggishly, his eyes widened, his eyes full of shock and fear.

Her master died in front of her without any power to fight back.

And she doesn't even have the qualifications to look at each other.

"Feed monsters with human blood, damn it. ”

When Qin Qiuyu was sluggish, a faint voice fell from the sky in the sky.

As the voice fell, there was also a green mountain sword light.

The sword light slashed into the river, and then a ten-meter-long giant snake broke through the river.

It's just that the giant snake just came out of the river and broke into dozens of pieces.

The sword of the Qingshan Sword Sect, once the sword is released, it will either be bloody or fatal.

Qin Qiuyu looked at the giant snake, his face turned much paler all of a sudden, and he also figured out why there was an adult from the Qingshan Sword Sect here.

And why did the Lord of the Qingshan Sword Sect kill the master.

It turned out that the matter of destroying the village in this neighborhood turned out to be related to the master.

The master didn't come here for Li Ping'an, but just happened to meet Li Ping'an.

The figure in Tsing Yi in the sky, after saying this, finally glanced at Li Ping'an calmly, and the sword light dispersed and disappeared above the clouds.

The departure of the figure in Tsing Yi relieved Qin Qiuyu and Beisheng.

The pressure on them from that man was too great.

Even if the other party didn't deliberately target them, just standing there made them feel like a piece of heaven was pressed down, and it was extremely depressing.

Qin Qiuyu's face was a little pale, and he left here with his head down.

Li Ping'an looked at the sky where the man in Tsing Yi disappeared, then retracted his gaze, came to the giant snake that was broken into dozens of pieces, and picked up a piece of paper.

The piece of paper was only the size of a palm, purple and shiny, and it looked a little metallic and hard, falling out of the serpent's body.

Bei Sheng looked at the purple piece of paper in the young master's hand and was a little surprised.

I thought to myself what kind of paper this was, and it could still be preserved intact under the sword intent of Qingshan?

Li Ping'an didn't explain, put away the purple paper, and left here.

Seeing this, Bei Sheng hurriedly followed the young master.

It's just that following behind the young master, Bei Sheng's mind always resides in the eyes of the figure in Tsing Yi when he looks at the young master.

The figure in Tsing Yi looked at the young master's eyes, extremely calm, like a mirror, and like an abyss, unfathomable, making it impossible to guess what the other party was thinking.

But the more this happened, the more uneasy Beisheng became.

The Qingshan sword intent released by the figure in Tsing Yi just now enveloped both her and the young master.

Bei Sheng didn't know what the other party's purpose was, but it was obvious that the other party didn't seem to like the young master.

Could it be that the young master had already offended the adults of the Qingshan Sword Sect before?

"Young master, which one from Qingshan was that one just now?" Beisheng followed behind Li Ping'an and asked softly.

When Li Ping'an heard this, he paused, looked up at the north with no end in sight, and was silent for a while and said, "Qingshan, Liu Yuan." ”

Although the Qingshan Sword Sect was the leader of the righteous path in the cultivation world, it was the first time that Bei Sheng had heard this name.

After all, before this, the affairs of the cultivation world were too far away from her.

She only knew that the Qingshan Sword Sect was the leader of the righteous path in the cultivation world, and she knew that the people of the Qingshan Sword Sect were very strong, fierce, and sometimes unreasonable.

Of course, these are all heard.

For Beisheng, or for the past three hundred years, there is only one Qingshan person whose name is known to everyone in the whole world in the Qingshan Sword Sect.

That is Li Xuantian, the sword emperor who reached the sky with a sword three hundred years ago and ascended through the catastrophe.

He was also the first person in the Tian Yuan Continent to successfully break through the Tribulation and Ascension in the past thousand years.

It is also for this reason that the name of Sword Emperor Li Xuantian can be said to be known to everyone in the Tianyuan Continent, and everyone knows it, even mortals who can't cultivate know a little bit about it.

And the matter of Sword Emperor Li Xuantian is also one of the best talking points in the teahouse restaurant in the market.

Who doesn't want to be a cultivator in this world?

And among the cultivators, who doesn't want to soar to the rank of immortal?

But over the years, there have been very few people who have been able to break the calamity and soar.

"Young master, did you have a holiday with that Liu Yuan?" Bei Sheng remembered Liu Yuan's gaze and asked softly.

"Sort of. Li Ping'an said.

When Bei Sheng heard this, his heart sank.

"That Liu Yuan, is it very powerful?" Bei Sheng asked.

Liu Yuan is undoubtedly very powerful, so powerful that she feels hopeless.

But she still asked, because Liu Yuan is powerful, just for a person like her who doesn't know much.

"Awesome. Li Ping'an was silent for a while and walked forward.

Liu Yuan is naturally powerful.

Qingshan is in charge, a giant, if Liu Yuan is not powerful, who else is powerful in this world?

It's just, did you happen to be passing by, or was it for something else?

Li Ping'an thought in his heart, remembering the piece of paper that fell out of the snake demon's body.

Purple paper, purple letters.