Chapter 43: The Thirteen Guards
"Alas, I knew you wouldn't go back to the Dragon Clan with us!" Sanshui sighed helplessly.
"Hehe, I'll go sooner or later, if you don't prepare wine and food, I won't spare you!" Qin Qi patted Sanshui's shoulder and said.
"Hahaha, if you drink, I'm not afraid of anyone yet! If I can't pour you down, I'll change my name to Sanjiu!" Sanshui laughed loudly.
"Brother Sanshui, if you see a new dragon clan named Tuxin in the Dragon Clan, this person has an old relationship with the younger brother, and Brother Sanshui will take care of it!" Qin Qi suddenly thought of Tuxin, who had been promoted to the Dragon Clan not long ago.
After hearing this, Sanshui responded with a full mouth, and several people exchanged pleasantries before leaving.
And Qin Qi's face was filled with a wry smile, as if he was always looking for a place to stay, but this Qingdi City is not covered with dense forests like Donghua Prefecture in the Northern Regions, this is a prosperous place in the Central Plains, except for the city, there are only people left.
Qin Qi had only taken a small path since he left the Blue Emperor City, because he knew that Ju Mang would not let him go, and Qin Qi released the power of his divine sense and carefully sensed all the breath around him.
But along the way, no stalkers were found, but Xingtian was found.
When he sensed the breath of Xingtian, Qin Qi knew that trouble was coming.
And when Qin Qi raised his eyes again, Xingtian was already standing in front of him.
"You seem to have forgotten our agreement!" Xing Tian was as beautiful as a girl, and even Qin Qi was afraid to look at him directly.
"Uh, hehe, Brother Torture misunderstood, I, I just want to take a walk!" Qin Qi said with a dry smile.
"Oh, it's been five days, have you scattered enough?" the expression on Xingtian's face never seemed to change.
"Hahaha, Brother Xing said that he was laughing, enough, enough!" Qin Qi smiled embarrassedly.
"Okay then! Use your dragon yuan power to make a move!" Xing Tian took a few steps back and said to Qin Qi, but he didn't draw his sword.
Qin Qi smiled bitterly, unable to understand why such a beautiful man would like to use such a barbaric way to show his strength.
But the matter has come to this point, Qin Qi still can't escape the entanglement of Xingtian after all, and as a last resort, Qin Qi decided to deal with a few tricks casually, and then obediently admit defeat.
And at this moment, I saw Xingtian raise his eyebrows, and then a pair of phoenix eyes flashed with a thick killing intent.
Qin Qi couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this, and scolded secretly in his heart, damn it, this kid is going to be real!
But then I saw Xing Tian suddenly draw out his long sword and whisper to Qin Qi: "There is killing intent!"
Hearing this, Qin Qi hurriedly probed with the power of his divine sense, and sure enough, he found that more than ten auras full of murderous intent were rushing towards the direction where he was.
"Hehe, Ju Mang finally can't help it!" Qin Qi sneered, took out the Tiangong Sword he took back from the Bai family, and said to Xingtian: "Brother Xing, they are looking for me, you better not get involved!
Xing Tian didn't speak after hearing this, but he didn't show the slightest sign of leaving, holding the long sword in his hand, causing Zhenyuan to be ready to go.
Seeing this, Qin Qi no longer persuaded him, and at the same time, the power of divine consciousness quickly gathered momentum, preparing to use his divine sense technique to take the lead in delivering the first blow to the enemy.
Those people were extremely fast, and even Qin Qi couldn't use the advantage of the Dragon Emperor Holy Body to exert all his strength, and just a few moments later, more than ten white-clothed martial cultivators had already appeared in front of the two.
Qin Qi sensed with the power of his divine sense, and found that the cultivation of these thirteen white-clothed martial cultivators was actually at the Xuan Realm level, and one of them had actually reached the fourth level of the Xuan Realm.
This cruel fact made Qin Qi suddenly despair, even if he fought for his life with Xingtian, it would never be possible to escape in the hands of thirteen Xuanjing level powerhouses.
"Xingtian, they are very strong, you go quickly!" Qin Qi urged, if he was involved in Xingtian because of himself, he would be ashamed to die.
"You and I haven't fought a decisive battle yet, we can't die!" Xing Tian said lightly.
"No, you're all going to die!" At this moment, one of the white-clothed martial arts cultivators pointed at the two and said softly.
"Hahaha, it seems that Ju Mang really looks up to me, and he actually sent so many people to kill me!" Qin Qi laughed.
"Did you kill the Bai family?" the man asked again, his tone extremely cold.
"Hehe, so many times, you thirteen, that's what kind of thirteen guards!" Qin Qi immediately thought that he didn't see thirteen guards in the Bai family that day.
"Yes, we are the Thirteen Guards!" the man said coldly, glancing at the others.
Immediately, I saw those mermaids rising up, and then surrounded Qin Qi and Xingtian in the center.
The way was sealed, but Qin Qi's face was a little more ruthless, the golden halo on his forehead was shining, and the power of divine consciousness was ready to be attacked.
But at the same time, Qin Qi also knew that his Divine Sense Technique could only attack one of them, which meant that after he used the Divine Sense Technique, he was still a dead end.
"Xingtian, can you leave?" At this time, Qin Qi suddenly relaxed, straightened his waist and smiled at Xingtian on the side.
Xing Tian looked at Qin Qi inexplicably and did not answer.
"You're not leaving, okay, if you don't go, I'll go!" Qin Qi said before quickly rushing towards one of the white-clothed martial cultivators.
Seeing this, the white-clothed martial cultivator snorted coldly, raised his long sword and stabbed straight at Qin Qi.
But at this moment, Qin Qi's figure suddenly turned sharply, and he turned to another white-clothed martial cultivator.
And the white-clothed martial cultivator still calmly took out his sword and stabbed directly, forcing Qin Qi back again.
"Damn, you really can't get out!" Qin Qi swept to Xingtian's side again and scolded.
Although the power of his divine sense was already gaining momentum, Qin Qi knew that he must not attack easily.
And because the opponent's cultivation had reached the Xuan Realm, Qin Qi's divine consciousness power was also like the law when he first encountered Xingtian and those bandits in the dense forest, erasing the opponent's divine consciousness memory.
Because although the power of the divine consciousness of a powerhouse at the Xuan Realm level is far from being comparable to that of a psychic sorcerer, he also has a certain defensive ability, so ordinary divine consciousness interference cannot be effective.
"What's the matter? The son of the dignified Master Qin Yangzi, is that all he can do?" said the white-clothed martial artist at the head.
"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to kill, come to fight! Otherwise, get out!" Xing Tian seemed to be a little impatient, and the long sword in his hand pointed at the white-clothed martial cultivator, and the fierce murderous aura quickly spread.
"Okay!" said the white-clothed martial cultivator, raising his long sword and slashing at Xingtian's waist.
A simple and unpretentious horizontal slash, the other party of the divine consciousness did not even use the martial arts, but a mysterious light shot towards Xingtian with the sword momentum.
Seeing this, Xingtian's face did not change, and the long sword slashed in the air, and a green mang drew a graceful arc towards the sword Xuanmang.
"Xingtian, you're crazy!" Qin Qi exclaimed in surprise when he saw this, Xingtian's move was tantamount to asking for his own death, the gap between each other's cultivation No matter whether Xingtian could stop this blow or not, for Xingtian, there was only one result, and that was death.
Because he was at the Qingjing level, he would definitely not be able to withstand the powerful True Yuan power of the Xuanjing powerhouse.
But at this moment, although Qin Qi wanted to pull the punishment heaven away, it was too late.
I saw that the sword light roared towards Xingtian, and the sword light of Xingtian barely affected it even the slightest.
However, Xingtian's body was completely exposed to the attack range of that sword.
Qin Qi couldn't even bear to look at it anymore, the sword light easily slashed through Xingtian's body, and then castrated unabated, and then smashed a boulder behind him.
"Torture ......" Qin Qi yelled, but before the word "Tian" was shouted out, he was stunned by the strange scene in front of him.
I saw that Xingtian's severed body slowly disappeared, and at the same time, Xingtian actually appeared behind one of the white-clothed martial cultivators, followed by the same unpretentious sword raising and flat stabbing.
Poofโโ
A pillar of blood gushed out, and the chest cavity of the white-clothed martial cultivator was instantly pierced by Xingtian's long sword, and Xingtian actually turned the sword that was still in his body back and forth a few times before drawing the sword.
With a plop, the white-clothed martial cultivator didn't even have time to let out a wail, and then fell to the feet of Xingtian in such a daze.
This cruel scene made Qin Qi stunned for a moment, and it was precisely because of Xingtian's cruel methods that the other white-clothed martial cultivators were completely angry. ๏ผ
Almost at the same time, more than a dozen swords stabbed towards Xingtian in unison.
And at this time, the punishment will be inevitable.
Seeing this, Qin Qi couldn't care about anything else, and immediately activated the power of his divine consciousness to launch his own nirvana against the white-clothed martial cultivator who was the leader.
In an instant, the powerful and incomparable power of divine consciousness swept towards that martial cultivator, this type of divine consciousness technique was the same as the one that killed Bai Yifeng, but now it was far more powerful than that style, and the power of divine consciousness was also more abundant.
As expected, the martial cultivator fell silently in front of the others, his eyes dilated, his seven orifices bleeding, and his death was extremely miserable.
This is the horror of the Psychic Sorcerer, but if the power of the Divine Sense is not strong enough to defend against the attack of the Divine Sense, there is only one way to think under the sneak attack of the Psychosover.
And it seems that these white-clothed martial cultivators had expected that even if their own people killed two people in a row, they were still unmoved, and the eleven people were divided into two groups to attack Qin Qi and Xingtian respectively.
Originally, one person's attack would be enough to put the two to death, but they weren't sure if Qin Qi still had the strength to use the Divine Sense Technique, and if Xingtian would be able to teleport a few zhang away.
Therefore, in order to be safe, the eleven men did their best to kill the two on the spot.
It was only at this moment that Qin Qi's heart swelled up with deep despair, the power of his divine sense was no longer enough for him to use the divine sense technique twice in a row, and even if he could use it continuously, it would take a certain amount of time to build up.
At this time, six white-clothed martial cultivators had already attacked in front of him.
Although Xingtian was also helpless, there was no trace of retreat on his face, but the killing intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and he did not hesitate to meet the attack in the face of the five white-clothed martial cultivators.
With such a crazy move, even the five white-clothed martial cultivators were slightly stunned, but they didn't hesitate immediately, and the five swords came out together, stabbing at the most lethal part of Xingtian's body.
And just when the two of them were about to become the souls of these white-clothed martial cultivators, Qin Qi suddenly sensed an incomparably familiar aura appearing out of thin air.
"Uncle Ghost!" Qin Qi shouted happily.