Volume 1 The Seven Qualities of Taoism Chapter 7 Each for His Master

In a flash of the knife, this fine official kiln bowl was divided into two halves, but at the same time, in the rain curtain, another splash exploded, like a slowly blooming lotus flower, and then disappeared in the vast rain curtain.

Almost at the same time, Qi Xuansu snorted and had to take a step back, and the qi around his body was bulging, causing the surrounding rain curtain to also fluctuate.

Li Sanxin was still standing under the rain eaves, not moving an inch.

The gaiwan just now had a hidden mystery, and at the moment when Qi Xuansu split the gaiwan in half with a knife, another hidden qi machine took the opportunity to explode, making Qi Xuansu, who had no time to retract the knife, suffer a dark loss.

The corners of Li Sanxin's mouth turned up slightly, he had been holding this bowl before, but it was not a vassal elegance, but he continued to inject his true qi into it, and now he made a contribution, which was also in his expectation.

However, to his surprise, this young swordsman did not flinch, and even omitted the process of calming the true qi in his body, and swept forward again.

Is this person confident? Or arrogance?

At this time, the distance between the two was about ninety paces.

Li Sanxin lightly buckled the bronze tiger head around his waist.

The biggest difference between an acquired person and an innate person is whether the true qi can be released, and the acquired person in the Bao Dan stage can also cultivate a breath of true qi, but the true qi cannot be separated from the body, and the limitations are quite large. But congenital people can control the outside in an understatement, which makes people unguardable. It can also be hidden in external objects, just like Li Sanxin hid the qi machine in a teacup.

At this moment, the raindrops that were falling in the courtyard instantly shattered, turning into a vast white mist, falling on the ground, shooting on the pillars on both sides, leaving a small hole as fine and dense as a pinhole.

Qi Xuansu's footsteps did not stop, and he broke it with one sword.

On the blade of the sword, there is a sword qi rotation, like riding the wind and waves, breaking through this obstructive white mist, and at the same time, the true qi contained in it is completely shattered in one go.

True Qi reverberated around, causing the rain mixed with abundant qi to fly in the distance between the two, drawing clear water lines, and after landing, many small ravines appeared on the ground.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qi Xuansu narrowed the distance between the two to sixty steps.

Li Sanxin frowned slightly, and the five fingers placed in his lower abdomen suddenly clenched into fists.

The stagnant water on the ground was pulled by his true qi in an instant, and gathered into a water dragon, as if a green dragon came out of the water and rose from the ground. Then he swayed and slid in the courtyard, like a dragon walking into the sea, pounced on Qi Xuansu who was unwilling to stop.

Qi Xuansu, who was moving forward, still did not retreat at all, and the sword qi on the "Thin Tiger Knife" in his hand suddenly rose, and then slashed away as usual, colliding with this water dragon from the front.

The water splashed everywhere, and the water dragon was certainly shorter, but Qi Xuansu also slid backwards and retreated, his feet splashing countless splashes on the waterlogged ground, widening the distance between the two to about seventy steps.

Qi Xuansu's face was expressionless, and the sword qi on the "Thin Tiger Knife" in his hand rose again and again, and in the vast rain curtain, it was clearly visible that the white light around the blade was swirling, no longer illusory, almost substantial.

Innate people, flying leaves and picking flowers can kill, and grass, trees, bamboos and stones are also swords.

Qi Xuansu swept forward again, and the whole person passed directly through the water dragon, emitting a series of sonorous sounds that did not conform to common sense, sharp and piercing.

The next moment, the entire water dragon completely collapsed, and countless splashes of water splashed violently, like lotus flowers blooming in unison.

At this point, there were only thirty steps left between the two.

Qi Xuansu threw out the "thin tiger knife" in his hand, broke through the rain in his cloak, cut through the heavy lock rain curtain, and stabbed Li Sanxin's head.

I saw that Li Sanxin's feet did not move, and his figure suddenly leaned back, and the whole person was still straight, with an extremely exaggerated angle of inclination to the ground.

After the "Thin Tiger Knife" swept over Li Sanxin, Li Sanxin just straightened up, but saw Qi Xuansu's right arm make a pull back movement, and then the "Thin Tiger Knife" was pulled by True Qi, and it actually forcibly turned out a circular arc behind Li Sanxin, as if a swallow was circling around the beam, and stabbed Li Sanxin's back of the heart again.

Li Sanxin finally pressed the handle of the thin tiger knife on his waist, and he didn't have time to turn around, nor did he have time to draw the knife, so he directly put the "thin tiger knife" with the scabbard in the back of the heart, blocking this sharp knife from behind.

Qi Xuansu's "Thin Tiger Knife" stabbed on the scabbard of Li Sanxin's "Thin Tiger Knife", making a sharp and piercing sound of gold and stone colliding, and the scabbard was shattered.

Li Sanxin took advantage of the situation and hurried forward, leaving from under the eaves, and also came to the rain curtain in the courtyard, only ten steps away from Qi Xuansu, and then turned around suddenly, holding the knife in his backhand, and knocked away the "thin tiger knife" that had been following him closely.

The "Thin Tiger Knife" swirled around and returned to Qi Xuansu's face, where it was held by Qi Xuansu again.

After a fight, the two were evenly matched, and for a while, no one made a rash move, but fell into a confrontation.

After a while, Qi Xuansu opened his mouth and asked, "What about Li Hongwen, the commander of Fengtai County?" ”

The corners of Li Sanxin's mouth curled: "I'm already dead and can't die anymore, if you want to save people, then I can only say that you're late, so don't waste your efforts." ”

Qi Xuansu didn't care about Li Hongwen's life and death, but said: "You dare to kill a county magistrate, you are too bold." ”

Li Sanxin sneered: "Who said we killed it?" It is clearly your rebellious party that did it, and our Qingluanwei also lost many brothers and a trial hundred households for this. After the case is concluded, I will personally deliver the pension money to Brother Zhou's house. ”

Speaking of this, Li Sanxin glanced at Zhou Feilong's head, which had turned into a puddle of mud, and said with a smile: "Your wife is raised by me, so don't worry about it." ”

Zhou Feilong was originally an outcast, his life and death were already doomed, no matter whether Li Hongwen would hand over that thing or not, Li Sanxin would execute Li Hongwen on the spot in Fengtai County in accordance with the orders of Lord Qianhu. However, after all, Li Hongwen is a dignified county commander from a serious Kejia, even if Qingluanwei kills people, there must be a cover, and Zhou Feilong is this cover.

Use Zhou Feilong's life to clear Qingluanwei's suspicion.

That's why Li Sanxin let Zhou Feilong die alone.

If he doesn't die, how can he shut up others?

The sword in Qi Xuansu's hand rose again.

At this time, there was only ten steps between the two, and it was almost instantaneous.

Qi Xuansu's knife seemed to be listening to thunder in a silent place.

In the face of this knife, Li Sanxin also had to go out.

The two knives collided, and the two of them retreated separately, and countless rubble and stagnant water scattered in all directions.

The next moment, Qi Xuansu took out the knife again, and walked with the knife, which made the momentum of this knife extraordinarily abundant, that is, Li Sanxin did not face this edge directly, but walked quickly in broken steps, and in an instant, he staggered with Qi Xuansu who rushed forward.

At this moment of passing by, Qi Xuansu's blade left a deep wound on Li Sanxin's arm, and Li Sanxin swept through Qi Xuansu's wrist holding the knife, although it only hurt the flesh and skin, but it was enough to affect Qi Xuansu's knife movement.

The two of them slid backwards on the rain-soaked bluestone slab at the same time.

When the two of them regained their footing, Li Sanxin looked at the wound on his arm, and his face was gloomy.

Qi Xuansu handed over the "Thin Tiger Knife" from his right hand to his left hand with an expressionless face.

Left-handed knife, he will too.

Qi Xuansu, who was holding the knife in his left hand, rushed forward again, and Li Sanxin stepped a little under his feet, retreated sharply, and dodged Qi Xuansu's knife in a millimeter.

I saw that Qi Xuansu's knife was less agile than the previous right-hand knife, but it was three points heavier, and with just one knife, it cut out a large pit that was more than a foot wide and more than a foot deep from Li Sanxin's foothold, and countless gravel and dirt shot out.

While Li Sanxin retreated, the "Thin Tiger Knife" in his hand swept out a crescent arc, and wisps of sword qi also appeared on the knife body, directly slashing Qi Xuansu's head.

Qi Xuansu slammed the long knife in his hand.

The same "thin tiger knife", the same sword qi, is nothing more than a horizontal and a vertical.

The "Thin Tiger Knife" in Qi Xuansu's hand touched Li Sanxin's "Thin Tiger Knife", and in an instant, it trembled nine times at a frequency that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and it was divided into nine times to dissolve Li Sanxin's knife momentum, and even had the strength to counterattack.

When the Qingluan guards scattered all over the back house gathered, they saw that the chaotic party had forced the Lord of the Hundred Households to retreat again and again, and the "Thin Tiger Knife" in the hands of the Lord of the Hundred Households had bent out of an extremely terrifying arc.

Although the "thin tiger knife" is already a rare sharp weapon, it is not a spiritual object or a treasure after all, and in the end it is still overwhelmed, slamming, and shattering into several pieces, and Li Sanxin has to float back with the bare handle in his hand.

Qi Xuansu was unforgiving, and then bullied forward, the blade always pointed directly at Li Sanxin's chest, as if the sword qi of a python spitting out a letter was uncertain, and it had torn Li Sanxin's chest shirt from it, revealing the "prison cow armor" under it.

At this moment, a touch of green light flashed between Li Sanxin's sleeves.

It was as if a small cyan snake coiled its body and charged its strength and shot out.

Qi Xuansu, who had always been at ease, finally looked a little embarrassed at this moment, although he had already made dodging movements in advance, but the placket on his chest was still cut open by this sharp green mang, and there were faint traces of blood oozing.

At that moment just now, Qi Xuansu had almost wandered around the Ghost Gate Pass once, but he hadn't crossed the threshold.

The green mangs jumped between them, and after a few flickers, they shot at Qi Xuansu again.

Fortunately, Qi Xuansu was already on guard this time, and at the last moment, he blocked the horizontal knife and opened Qing Mang dangerously.

This touch of green finally revealed its true face.

I saw a short sword with a body as green as jade hovering in the air.

It is no more than an inch wide, no more than a finger long, and there is a cyan sword aura lingering around his body.

Qi Xuansu's face suddenly became solemn.

It turned out to be a flying sword.