In the village below the hillside, blood and fire were intertwined, and sorrow and anger rang out.

The shadow held the sword, jerky and nervously swung out the Dao sword light.

Each sword light would bring out a splash of blood.

Then the splattered blood disappeared into the flames.

Li Ping'an stood on the mountain road and watched, his eyes calm.

He wasn't worried, and he had no reason to worry.

That shadow is very suitable for using a sword.

There are never very many people who are born to wield swords.

And there are even fewer people who are naturally good at making swords and like to make swords.

Therefore, even if Beisheng's movements are jerky, it is enough to deal with those mountain bandits.

Under the burning flames, the fierce and vicious cries of the mountain bandits were quickly extinguished.

Li Ping'an looked at Beisheng and did not speak.

At this moment, Beisheng looked a little embarrassed, his long hair was scattered like splashing ink, and his breath was short.

For first-time people, though, it's already done well.

It was also at this time that a gust of wind suddenly came from the mountains, and the wind carried a strong aura of heaven and earth into the village.

The wind extinguished the flames and finally disappeared into Beisheng's body.

Li Ping'an looked at this scene with a calm expression.

Half a month to pass through the nine veins, open the spiritual sea, it is indeed very fast.

But Li Ping'an has seen too much, and he is not surprised, but there is more appreciation in his eyes.

Originally, he thought that it would take at least a month for Beisheng to open Linghai without guidance, but he didn't expect that it would only take her half a month.

The air was filled with the smell of burnt wood, Bei Sheng didn't like these smells, and turned around and walked towards the young master.

Because of the breakthrough to the realm of the Spirit Sea, Beisheng's originally rapid breath calmed down, and his body was full of strength again.

It's just that she still looks so embarrassed.

"Young Master, what's the name of this sword?" Beisheng looked up at Li Ping'an and asked, "This sword is very sharp." ”

Her face had regained a little ruddy, and she didn't have the pale appearance it had before.

Beisheng handed the sword to Li Ping'an, but the hand holding the sword was still trembling slightly at the moment, and there were blood stains dripping down the tip of the sword.

The first time you kill someone, you are always scared and nervous.

Especially when so many people were killed for the first time, the psychological pressure was unimaginable.

Even if they were damned people, it was the first time they had killed someone.

"Lone Blade. Li Ping'an looked at the blood dripping from the tip of the sword and said, "Keep this sword." ”

Among the nine swords of Qingshan, Lone Feng is the sharpest and the best at cutting.

Therefore, it kills the most people.

Whether Changqing used it back then, or the senior brother used it, or it was in his hands, he killed many people.

After Li Ping'an finished speaking, the Lone Feng Sword turned into a hairpin and inserted it into Beisheng's hair.

Beisheng was a little surprised, opened her mouth to say something, and the next moment, her face suddenly turned white, and she quickly ran away with her hands covering her mouth.

Li Ping'an didn't look at Beisheng's embarrassed figure.

The first killing, no matter how much you suppress your inner emotions, still has to be released.

...

The wind blew over the mountain road, still carrying a faint smell of blood.

The river below, one side near the village, is red with blood, and the other side is crystal clear, like two distinct rivers.

When Beisheng returned to the young master, he was a little surprised to find that the young master was still in place.

This made Bei Sheng slightly surprised for a while, after all, the young master didn't look like someone who would wait for her.

This is also the case, because Bei Sheng found that the young master did not look at her.

The young master looked at the opposite side of the river below.

Bei Sheng looked along the young master's line of sight and found that on the clear side of the river below, two figures, a man and a woman, were looking at the young master.

Seeing the two people, Bei Sheng was shocked.

Did what she feared finally happen?

She knew both the man and the woman.

Because that woman is actually Qin Qiuyu!

And that middle-aged man, who in Qingyang City doesn't know?

That is the sect master of the Yunxia Sect, Falling Leaves, a cultivator who is photogenic!

There are even rumors that the Yunxia Sect Sect Master Luoye is already trying to condense the Life Palace!

Once the condensation of the Life Palace is successful, then the cultivator's perception will be greatly improved.

What's more, the successful condensation of the life palace can lay the foundation for the future Nirvana soul casting.

And it has been more than half a month since they left Qingyang City, and the Yunxia Sect Master appeared here, and there must be only one purpose, and that is the young master!

Thinking of this, Bei Sheng's heart sank.

When he saw the fallen leaves with Qin Qiuyu, he was even more sure of the thoughts in his heart.

After all, even if Falling Leaves was the sect master of the Yunxia Sect, he would not dare to let a disciple of the Qingshan Sword Sect have an accident in Qingyang City.

Because this will make the Qingshan Sword Sect the first to strike at the Yunxia Sect.

Therefore, Falling Leaves waited for the young master to leave a long enough distance before making a move.

Looking at the fallen leaves of the Yunxia Sect Sect Master on the other side of the river, Bei Sheng's palm tightened and shook it uneasily.

On the other side of the river, Qin Qiuyu looked at the white clothes on the mountain road, his face was a little complicated.

She didn't know that the master was going to come to Li Ping'an, until she met the other party at this moment.

Li Ping'an didn't look at Qin Qiuyu, just looked at the falling leaves.

When Li Ping'an stopped and Beisheng entered the village to kill people, Li Ping'an had already discovered the other party.

Across a river, the eyes of the two met in the air.

Falling leaves looked at Li Ping'an, with murderous intent and unwillingness in his eyes.

It's just that the fallen leaves didn't make a move.

Cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.

Qin Qiuyu looked at the master with some confusion, a little puzzled.

Didn't the master come here for Li Ping'an?

Why didn't the master make a move, but felt like he was scared?

Yes, the fallen leaves are afraid.

It must be an extremely terrifying thing to make a cultivator who has passed through the Xuan Upper Realm afraid.

Li Ping'an looked at the fallen leaves whose body began to be afraid, his eyes drooped slightly, and he was silent.

"Qingshan Sword Sect, don't deceive people too much!" Falling Leaf shouted in a low voice.

It's just that his voice is like that, powerless!

Qin Qiuyu was puzzled, thinking to himself that the master didn't come here because of Li Ping'an? Could it be that the master came here to say such a sentence?

Beisheng was also a little puzzled, thinking that shouldn't it be that we were nervous and scared?

After Falling Leaves finished speaking, he raised his head with difficulty and looked at the sky above, his face full of horror.

Qin Qiuyu and Bei Sheng also looked at the sky.

I saw that on the clouds in the sky, a figure in Tsing Yi stood in the air, quietly looking down.

Facing the figure in the sky, Fallen Leaf's face turned even paler, and his body bent down involuntarily.

Qin Qiuyu and Bei Sheng, when they saw the figure, their eyes were also a little tingling, and they couldn't help but lower their heads.

It turns out that the fallen leaves are afraid of the one above!

...

The air was filled with the sword intent of the Qingshan Sword Sect, and the figure above it must be someone from the Qingshan Sword Sect!

Falling leaves are naturally not afraid of Li Ping'an, he is only afraid of the one above.

So, what he said before was also to the one above.

Qin Qiuyu looked at the humble appearance of the master, and then looked at the figure above, his heart was full of shock.

What kind of power and pressure is this, which actually makes a cultivator who has reached the Xuan Upper Realm unable to stand upright!

The adult in the sky ignored the fallen leaves.

The sect master of the Yunxia Sect is the same in his eyes.

He quietly stared at the white-clothed young man on the mountain road, his eyes were calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Li Ping'an raised his head to look at the other party, silent, and the atmosphere seemed a little depressing.