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Chapter 919

This sickly young man was definitely not as weak as he looked. When he fought side by side with Baidi, he made the cultivators of the Cultivation Alliance suffer a lot.

However, his reckless method of deciding to exchange his lifespan for his cultivation base in order to make a quick decision also cost him a very painful price. Not only did he personally cut off his own way of life, but he also reduced himself to such a situation.

But as the saying goes, before the death of a sick tiger, his prestige is still there, even if he reached such a point, Qing Emperor would definitely not die on his knees.

Although Shen Guixu looked not easy to provoke, but in terms of means, he was naturally not the Qing Emperor's opponent. Although it was only a wine bowl gap, the doorway contained in it also made the sword master's expression freeze.

From his vision, it is natural to see that this person's cultivation is extraordinary.

The whole person Shu Ri'an is already terminally ill, but his control over strength is still so perfect.

This scene, he couldn't help but set off that year.

Is it him!

The sword master never dreamed that the Qing Emperor who left a deep impression on him would be reduced to what he is now, and he also never imagined that the Qing Emperor who was as famous as the White Emperor would willingly live in a corner like this Hard life.

Back when the Bloodline Merchant Association was very popular, the title of Qingbai Emperor also resounded throughout the whole world and Kyushu.

Its limelight even overwhelmed the fledgling three major palace masters at that time, and it was at that time that the sword master also met the Qing Emperor who could be called his lifelong enemy.

Qing Emperor is different from Bai Emperor. Bai Emperor, who controls the cycle of life and death, also impresses the sword master with his ghostly methods.

But the Qing Emperor, who had reached the pinnacle of strength control, made the sword master suffer a lot.

Originally good at swordsmanship, he should have cut melons and cut vegetables against these bloodline inheritors, but who would have thought that the fast swordsmanship that the sword master has rarely met since his debut would be defeated in front of the Qing Emperor.

And his perverted control of strength also quietly turned the sword master's strengths into invisible.

It was the first time for the sword master to feel strenuous, which also planted the root of disaster for Dao Xin Bu Wen afterwards.

Those methods of the Cultivation Alliance seemed to be child's play in front of the Qing Emperor. His physical arrogance had already reached an unbelievable level, and the domineering methods made the Qing Emperor extremely proud at that time.

The sword master will never forget that lonely figure was besieged almost to death by their tricks.

But even so, it still couldn't erase the raging fighting spirit in his heart.

After paying the price of the demon lord's serious injury, their cultivation alliance finally made Qingdi's magic disappear.

But the Qing Emperor, who was stubborn until his death, still refused to admit defeat. He would rather be trapped in such a desperate situation as the God of Destruction, but he would not let his broken and seriously injured body fall into the hands of the demon lord who had been watching for a long time.

After the Bloodline Merchant Guild fell apart, the three palace masters also personally went deep into Mie Shenjian to find the Qing Emperor's body.

But helplessly, there are many dangers in Mie Shenjian, and even the three palace masters dare not set foot in some places.

Not to mention Qingdi's corpse, not even a trace of hair or flesh was found. Although the appearance of the sickly young man standing in front of the sword master had changed drastically, the flashing look between his brows still made the sword master feel ashamed. He remembered the old man who he would never forget in his life.

But sooner or later, the wine bowl that Emperor Qing handed out was already approaching the sword master's face with thunderous force.

I saw the latter handing out a consonant finger while pointing to the sword, and the sword intent following the heartbeat of the finger also came rushing forward.

In an instant, the wine in the wine bowl shattered and scattered like a silver bottle bursting into water.

However, the surrounding area was replaced by a scream, and an extremely unpleasant smell of blood spread in the air.

There were several plopping sounds, and some lifeless corpses also appeared in front of everyone.

"Master!"

"Brother!"

The screams of the rabbit's death and the fox's sorrow can be heard endlessly, no one would have thought that watching the excitement would see a disaster for the fish in the pond.

At first those people were still holding the attitude of watching the fun, but in the blink of an eye they ended up dead, and the culprit was naturally the wine in the wine bowl.

Under the intentional urging of the sword master, countless splashed water droplets scattered towards the crowd like arrows leaving the string.

It seemed to be an unintentional move, but the drop of water hit the eyebrows of those people impartially, and the immense power in it also shattered the souls of these people in an instant, and even completely tore the sea of ​​consciousness of these people.

Xu Ming noticed that these seemingly innocent people were all innocent, without exception, they were the long-tongued monks who had been gobbling before.

What they said about Wuhenjian Palace and Shangguan Changkong was worthless, and the sword master's actions were just a slight punishment for them.

But they paid the price with their lives, which is the best interpretation of the evil from the mouth.

And the sword master's method of massacre at the slightest disagreement also succeeded in causing those fellow disciples to go berserk completely, and the shouts of killing were loud for a while.

One by one also involuntarily killed the sword master, most of them yelling "give me my life" and so on.

Needless to say their fate, one or the other became the ghost of the sword master.

These people don't even have the qualifications to let the sword master use his sword, and they can't even break through his first killing power.

So in the blink of an eye, the smell of blood in the air was extremely thick, but those people became more honest after seeing the sword master's methods.

It's just that the blood that hasn't dried up around it still seems to remind everyone of the danger of this young man with a sword.

But at this moment, the Qing Emperor spoke with a gloomy expression to smooth things over.

"Everyone, why did you make such a big fuss here, ruining my artistic conception of the fairy mountain in the South China Sea?"

Some of the people who heard the words were monks who had just died and dared not make a move. Now they saw Qingdi speak out to smooth things over, as if they were grasping at straws.

"Master, if this person hadn't killed my fellow disciple outrageously, how could we have fought against him with swords and swords?"

"That's right, if the leader doesn't take action to punish this person, I'm afraid it will be extremely difficult for the subsequent alchemy conference to proceed."

What everyone said made the monks nod their heads. Naturally, they have no ability to compete with this young man with a sword, but they put their hopes on the real master of the fairy mountain in the South China Sea to solve the problem. This murderous madman.

And the star master on the side couldn't help but sneer when he saw this scene. He laughed at these self-proclaimed noble but mortal monks who couldn't recognize the real body of the sword master until now.

Talking like this to me will only keep the distance between you and the butcher's knife hanging above your head getting closer.

Sadly, none of the so-called sect masters present seemed to realize the most terrible point.

(End of this chapter)