The man surnamed Cao was tall and tall, and his sword intent was condensed, and as soon as he walked out, a terrible sense of oppression swept over.

Chu Qingxiao's eyes froze, looking at the man surnamed Cao.

It's a martial artist of the Five Realms!

Then his gaze swept again, looking at the long sword behind the man's back.

Although the sword had not yet been unsheathed, the sword intent faintly resisted on the sword body made Chu Qingxiao smell a dangerous smell.

Obviously, this man surnamed Cao is not low in cultivation, and it is very likely that he is also the sword wielder of the Heavenly Hanging Mountain King Sword.

He didn't want to have unnecessary conflicts with him, and at the same time, what Zhou Ling'er said also made him a little worried.

He retracted his gaze and looked at Zhou Ling'er and said, "Miss Zhou, you said Lu Qi was injured?" Where is he now? Take me to see it. ”

The condition in Lu Qi's body was extremely dangerous, and when he faced the desolation yesterday, there were signs of recurrence, and Chu Qingxiao was indeed worried that Lu Qi would have any accidents.

And such words sounded like a cat crying mouse to Zhou Ling'er.

She said angrily: "You injured the person, don't you know if he was injured or not?" ”

"Miss Zhou, Brother Lu was really sad about my residence yesterday, and he did have some accidents when he was fighting with me."

"But that's because of his cultivation and the Wang Sword he wore, it has nothing to do with me, I also specially helped him recuperate the injuries in his body, and agreed to let him come again today, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding." Chu Qingxiao said patiently, and at the same time said: "Brother Lu's illness is extremely dangerous, if he really has a condition, please tell Miss Zhou truthfully, it is best to take me to see him, so that I can ......recuperate for him."

"Otherwise, his life may be in danger!"

"Chu Qingxiao, you don't have to pretend there!" Zhou Ling'er scolded: "If it weren't for you, how could Lu Qi be like this!" ”

"Ling'er, you don't have to talk to him, this kind of nonsense!"

"Come on, smash this courtyard for me first, and then bring them to the Sword Hall! Deliberately hurt my disciples of Tianhang Mountain, I will definitely vent my evil anger for Senior Brother Lu! But the man surnamed Cao was short-tempered, and as soon as he said this, dozens of disciples around him rushed to the surrounding courtyard.

A few of them came to the wooden pavilion and swept all the unfinished breakfast on it to the ground, and the plates and bowls fell to the ground, making a crisp sound and shattering, and a few people directly took out their swords and raised them to slash at the wooden pavilion, while more people rushed to the various rooms, looking at the family history like bandits who had entered the village, and wanted to destroy everything in sight.

"You dare!" Song Qingqing was already annoyed, seeing everyone like this, she couldn't help it anymore, she lifted the sword in her hand, and the majestic sword intent poured out without any care at that moment, enveloping several disciples of Tianhang Mountain, and the rolling killing machine also overflowed from her body and spread.

Song Qingqing's cultivation had entered the four realms, and with the blessing of Luo Shen's sword intent, the momentum that erupted at that moment was extremely terrifying, and those ordinary disciples also felt this and their faces changed, their expressions were jealous, and the movements in their hands were also stagnant at this time.

"Afraid of what!? You dignified disciples of Ganquan Peak, can you still be bluffed by her!? Seeing this, Zhou Ling'er on the side scolded loudly.

The man surnamed Cao obviously also cared about Zhou Ling'er's feelings, or in other words, he cared about the Zhou Zhenshou behind Zhou Ling'er.

He naturally didn't want the other party to be dissatisfied with him.

At that time, he looked at Song Qingqing angrily: "You are so bold, you dare to do it to the disciples of Tianhang Mountain in the territory of Tianhang Mountain!" ”

"Today, I, Cao Lun, am going to let you know that the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

As soon as he said this, the long sword behind his back roared, and he pulled it out, and he stepped forward, and the long sword in his hand was wrapped in sword intent and attacked Song Qingqing.

His speed is extremely fast, and his sword moves are fierce.

Song Qingqing also felt that the other party's attack was extraordinary, she frowned, and the Luo Shen sword intent rushed out from her body, condensed on her sword body, ready to resist the opponent's sword.

Cao Lun narrowed his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a sneer.

This girl does have some ability, looking at her age is only seventeen or eighteen years old, but she has the cultivation of the four realms, and the sword intent she inspires is pure, obviously from the superior exercises, she can have such cultivation at such an age, even if it is placed in Tianhang Mountain, she can also be cultivated as a good embryo by several divine peaks.

But alas.

She met herself, who had been practicing for more than 20 years.

He is happy to destroy a junior who is more talented than himself.

It's a wonderful feeling for him.

Thinking like this, he condensed the sword intent a little more, and several subtle dark red spiritual power overflowed from his body, pouring into the sword body, hidden under the sword intent.

That was when he learned a technique in his early years, called "Poisonous Punishment Heavenly Gong", the exercise was incomplete, but even if there were only a few chapters, he still relied on the fragments to learn some trivial methods.

This method is extremely vicious.

A spiritual power called Chisha was condensed in his body.

It seems that his sword moves are not very powerful, and there is no killing intention.

But in fact, what is hidden in the condensed sword intent is a wisp of fierce redness.

As long as the other party can't block her sword, on the surface, she will only suffer some small losses and suffer some skin injuries.

But secretly, a few wisps of his red power will pour into the other party's body and secretly deposit in the other party's flesh and blood.

It was not harmful at first, but it would slowly corrode the opponent's spirit mansion and shake the opponent's foundation.

Five years ago, there was a junior in Ganquan Peak, who relied on his outstanding talent and at the same time won the respect of the elders of Shenfeng, so there was no one in his eyes, and he was sometimes provoked against him, so he continued to inject this red power into the opponent's body in the name of competition.

At first, the other party was not abnormal, and even he secretly thought that he had not learned the essence of this method.

But half a year has passed, the talented junior, but trapped in the three realms, has never been able to break through, to the present, five years have passed, even if the other party is practicing day and night, but the road of cultivation is difficult, can be stepped into the four realms, has been wiped out among everyone.

Since then, he's fallen in love with the feeling.

In the entire Ganquan Peak, there were already three or four such disciples who were plotted by him.

Strangling those talented juniors in the cradle, for someone like him, who is not very talented and barely made it to this day, this gives him a kind of revenge-like pleasure.

Thinking of this, his narrowed eyes shone with a feverish light.

He was getting more and more excited, and he was already a little impatient to see the wonderful scene when the poisonous power poured into Song Qingqing's body and annihilated her future as well.

But just when his sword was about to bombard Song Qingqing's sword.

He suddenly felt that beside him, a terrifying killing force suddenly rose up, enveloping him.