Qi Xianxia knew very well that it was impossible for such a strong person to joke with him, so his uncle might have really been killed by this person.

But now, he didn't have the heart to avenge Zhao Xuansu.

He was now thinking about how he could get out of it.

As he spoke, his steps began to slowly move back.

"It's getting late today, so I won't bother my seniors here, and I will definitely visit the door another day, and count the full courtesy."

Jiang Xi looked at the Taoist priest in front of him who was obviously very cowardly, but he pretended to be indifferent and calm, and he couldn't help but want to laugh.

This Dragon and Tiger Mountain Qi Xianxia is rumored to be the reincarnation of Qi Xuanjiao.

The person who will carry the future Daomen.

The reputation is so wide that even she has heard of it.

But this kind of character, in front of Li Chengqian, is no different from the sons of those families she has seen.

Of course, she also knew that it was not that Qi Xianxia was too useless, and that he could spread that great name and practice such an extraordinary sword intent, which had its own extraordinary.

It's just that her future husband is too powerful, and even the world-famous Tianjiao is in front of him, and he is not more than Erer.

Looking at Li Chengqian, who had a flat expression beside her, her eyes were bright, as if there were stars twinkling in them.

Yu Youwei hadn't heard much of Qi Xianxia's name, but she knew that this Qi Xianxia wanted to leave now, and I was afraid it wouldn't be so easy.

Sure enough, seeing Qi Xianxia retreating step by step, Li Chengqian said lightly: "I heard that you have ten million swords without holding a sword, I want to learn and learn."

With a wave of his hand, the trees within a radius of several hundred meters instantly shook, and pieces of fallen leaves flew from all directions.

Every fallen leaf is a sword at the moment.

In an instant, there were swords in the heavens and on the ground.

"This is the confluence of ten thousand swords, if you can break this move, you will naturally leave."

Li Chengqian's calm voice sounded, and Qi Xianxia stood silently in place.

The oppression was extreme, but it gave him a trace of rebellion regardless of it.

He is the pride of the world, even if he is a great enemy, he will never be killed.

Moreover, he could see that the method of turning thousands of fallen leaves into swords in front of him was super exquisite, but when it came to the level of strength, it was probably the Martial Arts' Finger Realm.

Fight it, he may not be able to break this trick.

As soon as he thought of this, he instantly entered the realm of goodness like water.

There is no wave in the ancient well, but everything around me is instantly reflected in the heart.

The sword intent that had just been suppressed in his body burst out in an instant.

A whisk of dust in his hand also turned into one, or countless swords, in an instant.

Every white thread is a sword.

Looking at this scene, Cao Changqing showed a little admiration.

"At a young age, he has such a kendo attainment, and it is really the true legend of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and his means are extraordinary, but it's a pity."

He didn't say anything more.

It's a pity that I met a monster that doesn't make sense.

Even if Li Chengqian only used the power of the Xuan Realm, under such exquisite skills, even the celestial phenomena could not be matched, let alone a mere Qi Xianxia?

sighed, as Li Chengqian's eyes fell, the thousands of people fell and shot towards Qi Xianxia.

Qi Xianxia attacked with a dusty ten thousand swords.

Ten thousand dusty white silk to meet ten thousand fallen leaves.

With the same level of power, what is now fighting is the subtlety of both sides.

A flick of the finger is sixty moments, and nine hundred lives and deaths in an instant.

And this is where the real subtlety of the mystery lies.

At the beginning, Qi Xianxia was still calm, and the fallen leaves were pierced by the white silk of the dust, and it looked like there were back and forth, but after only a moment, his face was slightly tight, and his forehead was sweaty.

Just a moment, out of nowhere, the white silk of dust was cut off by the fallen leaves.

until the white silk flies in the sky.

The dust was bare, and only a dust handle remained.

Next

seconds, the remaining fallen leaves drowned Qi Xianxia.

When the fallen leaves were gone, Qi Xianxia stood in place with a pale and frightened face, and a finely made Taoist robe had turned into a ragged beggar suit.

There were dense marks of lacerations, but not a single piece of cloth fell, and among them, although the visible blood marks did not hurt the muscles and bones, they also continued to bleed.

"Dare to ask what the seniors commanded."

Qi Xianxia's voice was a little weak, and it was no longer as clear as it was at the beginning.

The moment the leaves fell, he almost thought he was going to die.

But now it seems that although he has suffered numerous wounds, his life is not in serious trouble.

Obviously, this is the other party's hand.

And he knew very well that there would be a price to pay for his life.

If it is not a violation of the principle, when life is at stake, it can be compromised.

As for whether the other party dared to kill him, he hadn't thought about it at all.

Even his uncle Zhao Xuansu of the Land Immortal Realm of Longhu Mountain died at his hands, although he is extremely talented, how can he compare with Zhao Xuansu of the Land Immortal Realm?

As soon as the words fell, he looked at the other party in silence, which was the only thing he could do at the moment.

"You're smart." Li Chengqian praised it without being salty, and said lightly: "Leave your life and go back to Longhu Mountain to help me bring a sentence."

On the eighth day of the lunar month, I will personally go to the dragon and tiger and lead the one hundred and eight sword army to slaughter the sword formation, if I win, the dragon and tiger will either bow down to the subordinate, or all of them will be destroyed, and you will worry about it."

Hearing this, Qi Xianxia gasped.

The rumors are nothing, but the content is too rampant.

You must know that the dragon and tiger are the state religion of Liyang, and the four heavenly masters do not mention it, and they are inextricably linked with the major forces in the world, so no one dares to say such cruel words to the dragon and tiger.

And the one hundred and eight sword army in the other party's mouth, Tu Yudu, the sword formation guarding the demon suppression platform, even the celestial beings above the land god immortal realm may not be able to easily retreat.

Not to mention, the predecessors of Longhu Mountain who have ascended to the immortal realm are also the unimaginable heritage of ordinary people in Longhu Mountain.

He admitted that the other party was indeed incredibly powerful, but in the face of the entire Dragon and Tiger Mountain, the strength of one person was still a little weak.

He pursed his lips, feeling weaker and weaker, he knew that it was the result of his excessive blood loss, and he had to find a place to stop the bleeding now.

Otherwise, don't talk about it, I'm afraid that before the sun rises tomorrow, he will become a cold corpse.

"The younger generation remembers it, and will definitely bring this word to it as it is."

He hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and asked, "Dare to ask the name of the senior?"

"Li Chengqian."

A faint voice sounded, and when he looked up, it was already a back that was fading away.

Li Chengqian?

He vaguely felt a little familiar, but this was not the time to explore the origin of the other party, it was only right to save his own life first.

And not long ago, at the moment when the ten thousand ghosts in Xiangfan City entered the reincarnation of the netherworld, thousands of miles away on the Lantuo Mountain in the Western Regions, a female bodhisattva wearing a snow-white monk's robe, three thousand troubles were gone, a snake coiled around her wrist, sitting barefoot, and a beautiful face suddenly opened her eyes from the dark quiet room.

She looked at Xiangfan Cheng with a shaky face.

"Years of planning, ruined."

She rose up, descended barefoot, and disappeared into the silent chamber in a moment, leaving only a faint Sanskrit sound.

"This person should be seen."