Early in the morning of the second day.

"Brother Qu!" Remembering that Qu Wuming said that he was unwell last night and went back to rest early, Lin Wanqing came to Qu Wuming's door early in the morning.

With a squeak, the door opened, and Qu Wuming flashed and let Lin Wanqing into the house.

"Brother Qu is better?" Lin Wanqing said with concern.

"Thank you for your concern, it's no big deal." Qu Wuming replied, "So early, why don't you sleep more?" ”

"In the morning, there were three or five people living in the store, and they were noisy and annoying." Lin Wanqing sat at the dining table in the room, picked up the water cup and poured herself a glass, and drank it all, "Brother Qu, do you think that sword technique will really be as magical as the rumors?" After practicing, even ordinary martial artists have the possibility of becoming immortals? ”

"The legend about this sword technique is very old, and it is probably true." Qu Wuming nodded.

Lin Wanqing's eyes flashed with excitement, as if she was very happy to hear this conclusion.

"Still, I advise you not to fight its idea." Although Qu Wuming couldn't use his mana, through the power of his keen divine sense, he could still clearly hear Lin Wanqing's heartbeat that suddenly became rapid, "It's not just ordinary martial artists who are staring at this sword technique, at least two or three cultivators and many scattered cultivators are also waiting for the sword technique to appear." Even if you grab it, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to take it out of Dongsheng City alive. ”

"Oh." Lin Wanqing pursed her lips and sighed, "If only I could cultivate the Dao......"

"There are some things that can't be forced." Qu Wuming knew that Lin Wanqing had no spiritual roots in his dantian, so he had to comfort, "Although you can't cultivate the Dao, you can still improve yourself through martial arts, anyway, if you are idle now, why don't I give you another pointer on your swordsmanship?" ”

"Okay!" Lin Wanqing said happily, "But, this room is so cramped......

"It's okay," Qu Wuming sat opposite Lin Wanqing, took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick holder on the table, handed one to Lin Wanqing, and said, "It's okay to use your hands as a person and use it as a sword?" ”

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Just when Qu Wuming and the others were hiding in the inn and enjoying themselves, on a street called Wanzheng Road in the north of the city, two groups of people were facing each other in the middle of the street.

There were six people on one of them, five men and one woman, wearing the same style of pale cyan robes, carrying swords behind their backs, and a black sword pattern was embroidered on one corner of the robe.

Opposite them were seven or eight men dressed in coarse cloth clothes and carrying long knives at their waists, most of whom looked like they were in their twenties, and all of them had cold eyebrows and fierce faces, and two of them deliberately ripped off their collars, revealing half of their breasts, and their black chest hair was very eye-catching.

"If you know each other, get out of the way!" A disciple of the Iron Sword Sect said coldly, not noticing that the plainclothes City Lord's Mansion servant who had just led the way for him had already hid in the tea shop next to the road.

"Obviously, you don't walk long, and you just hit and hurt my brother! How? Don't you apologize? A man with an open chest leaned his neck, "looked" at the person opposite with his chin, pointed to the young man lying on the ground holding his legs and wailing, and said, "There are two ways to choose, either lose money or fight a lawsuit!" ”

The only woman among the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect was unconvinced and said, "Obviously he bumped into it himself, how can he slander a good person out of thin air?" ”

"I slander you? Joke! You ask the people around you, it's clear that you are the ones who hurt us, and you still want to play the scoundrel? The shirtless man grinned, turned his head to look around, and casually pointed to an old man passing by and asked, "Hey! You! Did you just see them hit someone? ”

The old man was pointed at by him, and he couldn't help but feel excited, and couldn't help but take two steps back, and under the man's gaze, he nodded and replied, "Look, I see!" ”

"You! Was it the person they hit just now? The bare-chested man's hand pointed at the vendor on the other side.

The peddler nodded busily and said, "Yes, it's them." As he spoke, he put away his stall three times and two times, turned around and ran towards the street.

The bare-chested man smiled, looked at the woman opposite and said, "Hehe, did you hear that?" The human and physical evidence is there, that is, you hit someone, say, how do you plan to compensate? ”

"You! You are the one who intimidates them! ”

The woman was so angry that her eyebrows rose, and she took two steps forward to judge with the man, but was stopped by the person next to her: "Senior Sister Ji, don't be impulsive." ”

"Senior Brother Ma, it's obviously their ......"

"Okay, I know." The man interrupted her and whispered, "Just leave it to Senior Brother Li to negotiate, we don't need to talk too much." ”

The Senior Brother Li in the man's mouth was the one who stood at the front and scolded this group of ruffian-looking people to walk away.

I only heard Senior Brother Li speak: "It doesn't matter if it's the person we hit or not. You are obviously a cultivator, but you have to dress up as a gangster, don't you feel that you have lost your identity? ”

"Lao Tzu likes it! Can you manage it? The shirtless man said, "Don't talk to me about anything else, if you hurt someone, you will either lose money, or go to the city lord's mansion with me to fight a lawsuit!" Or, hehe, let the little lady behind you accompany us for a drink to accompany us, okay. ”

When Senior Brother Li heard this, his face sank, and he said coldly: "Are you trying to force us to do it?" ”

"Yo? Still want to get your hands dirty? The shirtless man looked Senior Brother Li up and down a few times, and said with a disdainful expression, "You can sacrifice the sword behind your back to try." ”

"......" Senior Brother Li resisted the urge to sacrifice his sword and slash it, but his eyes were so angry that they seemed to be about to erupt fire.

"What? Don't you dare? The bare-chested man snorted coldly, and suddenly changed to a voice and said, "Dare to set up a Thousand Illusions Trace Array outside the city, but dare not openly do it in the city, what a group of hypocrites!" ”

This sentence was not only said to Senior Brother Li, but more than a dozen people present could hear it clearly.

When Senior Brother Li heard this, his face was as angry as pig's liver, and he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Do you dare to say it again?" ”

"What if I just say it?" The corners of the chest-chested man's mouth twitched, and his palm was already gently placed on the hilt of the knife on his waist, "I said that you Iron Sword Sect are all pseudo-kings, kings, and sons!" ”

"Hehe, good! Dare to insult my sect, even if you don't use magic today, I will take your dog's life! Senior Brother Li said angrily in a deep voice, and with a raised hand, he pulled out the long sword behind his back.

Seeing Senior Brother Li draw his sword, several junior brothers and sisters behind him also drew their swords one after another, pointing at the people opposite with a menacing attitude.

The people who watched the bustle from afar on Wanzheng Road saw that they had drawn their swords here, and they dared to stay there, and they suddenly made a mess, running far away and did not dare to approach, and the shops on the left and right sides were even more frightened and hurriedly closed the doors, and between a few breaths, a large section of the long street was vacant.

At this time, the man lying on the ground and wailing had already moved his body on the ground, and rubbed to the side of the road silently, he was just a gangster, and his martial arts were not even in the first stage of the Hidden Yuan Realm, where did he dare to continue to stay between the two groups.

The bare-chested man's gaze fell on the tip of the sword, which was only half an inch away from the tip of his nose, and he sighed as if he hated iron and steel: "Hey! I really don't know how the Iron Sword Sect teaches you on weekdays. is so high-spirited, can you also come out to walk the rivers and lakes? If all the disciples of your sect are straw bales like you, I don't think the Iron Sword Sect is far from being finished. ”

"You!" When Senior Brother Li heard this, where could he still bear it, and with a twist of his wrist, he stabbed with his sword.

However, it was clear that the long sword was only half an inch away from the tip of the nose of the bare-chested man, and as soon as he made a move, the bare-chested man turned around and disappeared!

Senior Brother Li's divine sense power had already firmly locked on the bare-chested man, and he knew that he had not disappeared, but quickly turned around like lightning to dodge the sword.

Senior Brother Li was just about to withdraw his sword and sweep, but he felt a burst of pain in his arm holding the sword, and when he looked closely, he saw that his arm had broken off at the elbow, and the arm holding the long sword was falling to the ground.

"Ahh Before Senior Brother Li's voice could be fully spoken, a knife light had already slashed through his throat, and the blood flashed out, and a large skull rolled backwards.

"Murder !!" The crowd of onlookers in the distance scattered in fright, and the alleys at both ends suddenly jumped again.

"Senior Brother Li!"

"Take your life!"

"Avenge Senior Brother Li!"

The other four disciples of the Iron Sword Sect didn't expect Senior Brother Li to be cut off and beheaded by the gangster-looking man in front of him, and after being stunned, they all roared and rushed forward with their swords.

And that Senior Sister Ji, when Senior Brother Li's blood gushed out, she was already so frightened that she rolled her eyes and passed out.

"Do it!" The bare-chested man no longer hid his strength, the long knife in his hand flew up and down, clanging to block the long sword stabbed by the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect, not advancing but retreating, luring a few people to retreat towards his own side.

"Where to go!" Senior Brother Ma's eyes were red, the long sword in his hand made a buzz, and the sword body suddenly lit up, as if he was about to fly out at any time and take the life of the bare-chested man.

However, just when the long sword was about to fly, Senior Brother Ma only felt a cramping pain in the dantian, and when he looked down, he saw that a long knife had already been inserted into his lower abdomen from the side......

The four Qi Refining Stage disciples of the Iron Sword Sect were deliberately suppressed by a Foundation Building Stage cultivator on the opposite side, and they were already lying on the ground in just a few breaths.

The only living mouth, the fainting Senior Sister Ji, never woke up until she was taken away by the warriors.

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To the east of the city, in an alley just a few streets away from the City God Temple.

A man with a long sword behind his back slowly turned around, and his eyes fell on a middle-aged man who had been following him for a long time.

If Qu Wuming was here, he would definitely be able to recognize this man with a sword on his back—it was the cultivator he saw downstairs in the Wenlan Restaurant, a cultivator who had reached the middle stage of foundation building.

"You're not my opponent, while I don't want to kill you yet, let's go!" The man with the sword on his back said in a deep voice, without a trace of emotion in his voice.

The middle-aged man opposite lifted the hat on his head and put it behind his back, revealing a face full of vicissitudes: "Heh, you are very confident." ”

The middle-aged man said, but his footsteps did not stop, and he seemed to walk forward step by step.

"You're just an ordinary warrior, and you can't pose any threat to me." The man with the sword on his back said disappreciatively.

The middle-aged man approached step by step, the clothes on his body were windless, and the corners of his clothes began to swing back, making a hunting sound.

Not because of the wind, but because of the power of divine consciousness that the man with the sword on his back kept unleashing.

The middle-aged man didn't see the slightest panic on his face, and walked forward step by step, saying lightly: "The momentum is not bad, why do you have to have the middle stage of foundation building?" ”

At this time, the face of the man with the sword on his back gradually moved, he didn't expect that the middle-aged man opposite would be able to resist the pressure of his divine sense with the strength of his body alone, and he didn't even change the rhythm of his steps in the slightest.

"No matter how close you get, you can't be my match." The long sword behind the man with the sword on his back suddenly trembled, as if it might fly out to kill the enemy at any time.

An intriguing smile appeared on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth, and he suddenly stopped about seven or eight steps away from the man with the sword on his back and said, "This alley is very secluded, there are only you and me. You might as well use your means of cultivating the Dao, lest you lose your chance for a while. ”

The man with the sword on his back didn't speak, a strong warning suddenly surged in his heart, and as soon as his heart moved, a translucent light shield came out of his body, forming a barrier about two feet in front of him, and the long sword behind him slammed into the sky, crossed an arc, and stabbed the middle-aged man's throat.

At this moment, the middle-aged man also suddenly moved......