At this time, An Baoshi's first mood was at a loss.

Even if he knew the identity of the other party at this time, knew how powerful the other party was, and it was extremely simple to kill himself, but the emotions that occupied his heart for the first time at this moment were very dazed.

His emotions at this time are difficult to describe in words.

In the past, Gu Huai entered the Lingxu Sword Sect and became the sect master of the Lingxu Sword Gate as a cultivator of the Bashan Sword Field, and there were six people in the Lingxu Sword Sect who had the opportunity to become the sect master of the Lingxu Sword Sect regardless of their cultivation or prestige.

Except for one of them who followed Wang Jingmeng to die in Changling, the remaining five people all had a supreme position in the Lingxu Sword Sect even after Gu Huai became the sect master, and even all the other disciples of the Lingxu Sword Sect were called by the word "Zong".

These are the five sects of the Spirit Void Sword Sect.

Compared with the sect master, there is only one less main word, which means that although he is not in charge of the specific affairs of the sect, he has the status of being infinitely close to the sect master.

For example, this Qi Jinshan, the rest of the disciples of the Spirit Void Sword Sect need to be called Qi Sect when they see him.

An Baoshi only called him his uncle at this time because he studied under Gu Huai and had a special identity.

However, most of these five sects were originally unable to cultivate in seclusion, especially this Qi sect, which practiced overseas before the Changling Rebellion, after Gu Huai became the sect master, although he returned to the mountain, he could not come out of retreat, let alone him, even the previous generation of cultivators who had practiced in the Lingxu Sword Sect for more than ten years had never seen this "Qi Sect".

An Baoshi thought that he had become the next generation of the sect master of the Lingxu Sword Sect by virtue of his talent, and even thought that he would definitely let the Lingxu Sword Gate go to a higher position in the world in the future, and in his previous subconscious, he should also be the pride of the Lingxu Five Sects.

A few breaths ago, he was still in high spirits, and he intuitively felt that he had reached the highest end, but now, this Qi Zong, who had never been born, came to him and said that he would kill him.

The confusion caused by this extreme discrepancy made the confusion in his heart even exceed the fear.

"Why?"

He looked at the wound on the heart of this Qi Sect and the blood on his clothes that had not completely dried up, and began to understand that the other party was able to come here, which meant that he was afraid that no one would be able to stop the other party from killing him, but his heart was even more dazed, "How can this be?" he subconsciously said again.

"You haven't seen me in more than ten years, but I've seen you many times. ”

Qi Jinshan looked at him quietly and said, "You are too close to her, too similar, you can't be the sect master of the Spirit Void Sword Sect, but I know that she will not give up, and you will definitely not give up." ”

"Why should I give up?"

An Baoshi suddenly understood a little, and became angry, "This is just a dispute between you and her, why should it be imposed on me? and with my talent, am I not worthy of being the sect master of the Spirit Void Sword Sect?"

He didn't finish his sentence.

His next sentence was, "Apart from me, who else is faster than me in cultivation, who is higher than my future cultivation, and who is more worthy of being the sect master of the Spirit Void Sword Sect than me?"

"Whether or not you can become a suzerain has nothing to do with the future, it has to do with the present. The reason why he didn't finish his words was because Qi Jinshan had already said such a sentence calmly, as if he had directly predicted his next sentence in advance.

"Too much confidence leads to pride and stubbornness. Qi Jinshan glanced at the trembling and restless Lingxu Sword Sect disciple beside An Baoshi, and said lightly: "Whether you can become a sect master or not is a matter of virtue and human nature. ”

"Who are you to judge my virtue?"

An Baoshi's hands were clenched into fists, he felt humiliated, and wanted to scream like this, but his body was quickly cold, because he reacted that the other party did have such qualifications.

The other party was originally Qi Zong, and his identity was almost the same as that of the sect master, but now that Gu Huai is dead, he has not really ascended the throne, so the other party himself is now one of the people with the highest status in the Lingxu Sword Sect.

The most important thing is that the other party can officially appear here and calmly say that they want to kill him, which means that the other party's will has won the battle with the rest of the people.

"Am I really going to die like this?"

An Baoshi raised his head and looked at Qi Jinshan's calm eyes with some confusion, but his eyes suddenly became extremely fanatical, "I'm not reconciled, the wine shop boy who won the first place in the Minshan Sword Club is dead, and Jing Liuli has also been defeated by me, I will be the first person in Changling in the future, the first person in the entire Great Qin Dynasty, how can I be willing to die like this?"

Qi Jinshan waited for him to finish.

When An Baoshi's last word came out, he took a serious look at An Baoshi.

Just at a glance, a pure and grand aura swept the countless heaven and earth vitality in the void, turned into a sword intent, and stabbed An Baoshi's chest.

A character like him does things that ordinary people can't understand, and he doesn't need to explain anything to others.

Having such a conversation with An Baoshi is actually just a final decision, and to see if An Baoshi's mind will be transformed.

In a sense, this is the last chance he gives An Baoshi.

Especially at this time, after he felt An Baoshi's killing intent, he no longer hesitated.

Compared to the realm of An Baoshi, he is like a real immortal demon, and Kuaidao can even predict what An Baoshi will do in the next moment.

An Baoshi's killing intent did not fall on him, but instead fell on the disciple of the Spirit Void Sword Sect who was holding a medicine bowl beside him and didn't know how to deal with himself.

An Baoshi's hand landed on the waist of the Lingxu Sword Sect disciple.

A sword intent was generated from this moment.

Before the Lingxu Sword Sect disciple could react, he felt an extremely domineering True Yuan surging into his body, and then in the next moment, he became a sword, a sword in An Baoshi's hand, and "stabbed" towards Qi Jinshan.

Looking at the disciple of the Spirit Void Sword Sect who was flying towards him, Qi Jinshan's face did not change at all.

He knew that An Baoshi naturally didn't dare to expect this sword to pose any threat to him, and just wanted to delay for a moment with the life and death of this disciple.

It's just that since he had a hunch, it was naturally impossible for An Baoshi to succeed.

He slowly stretched out his hand, palm erected in front of him.

The head of the disciple of the Spirit Void Sword Sect, whose body was full of furious true yuan, slammed into his palm, but he didn't feel any impact of power, as if he had fallen into a void as soft as cotton.

In the next moment, he realized that he had stood in front of Qi Jinshan, the furious True Yuan in his body had disappeared without a trace, and Qi Jinshan's palm was just caressing the top of his head like an immortal, and it had not yet been withdrawn.

The sword intent that was generated out of thin air and stabbed into An Baoshi's chest, but there was no delay and fell on An Baoshi's chest.

An Baoshi's body swept frantically towards the back.

His body had already smashed open the hidden temple door and flew into the extremely luxurious passage behind, sensing this unbelievable sword intent, his eyes were full of horror, and his face was extremely white.

The moment this sword intent pierced into his body, the sea of qi in his body exploded, forcing out that natal sword at a speed that he would never achieve on a daily basis.

A small pale white jade sword appeared on his chest.

There was a crackling sound.

This jade sword was directly shattered.

An Baoshi felt that his chest was hit by countless boulders, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were filled with a look of extreme fear, and his entire body suddenly accelerated like a projectile, and it bounced into the depths of the stone hall behind him.

Even for Changling's most talented cultivator, there was still an unimaginable distance between him and Qi Zong.

With just a random blow, the opponent had completely destroyed the natal sword that he had just achieved Xiaocheng, and destroyed most of the vitality in his body, causing unimaginable heavy damage.

Even if the other party doesn't make a move anymore and such an injury is not treated, he is afraid that he will die.

However, he was still unwilling.

In the middle of bouncing back, he still stretched out his hand tenaciously and almost violently, grabbed two extremely violent elixirs on the ground twice, and then slapped them into his mouth, slapping these two elixirs into his abdomen like a hard stopper, and then with a howl of pain like a beast, he forcibly twisted his body and rushed in the direction of the inner sword washing pool.