Chapter 3: I'm afraid that someone will accidentally kill you
Whoosh!
Poof!
The sound of breaking through the air continued to be heard, and the leader seemed to be the leader. The pair of curved blades in his hands shone brightly, sealing Xu Qiye's body.
"A quick victory, let's go!"
Seeing this, the other two people appeared on Xu Qiye's left and right sides with a tacit understanding and launched an attack.
Whoosh!
Poof!
The sword light flashed, blood flowers bloomed, and two figures were seen, holding their chests and retreating, looking horrified.
"What! Has your cultivation level recovered?"
The two men shouted in unison, their breathing became rapid, and their hearts were filled with a haze.
Xu Qiye was seen holding a long sword. The sword was pitch black, with red lines shimmering, and blood dripping down the tip of the sword.
"Even if I'm down and out, I'm not someone you cats and dogs can bully at will!"
The murderous intent in Xu Qiye's eyes skyrocketed, and he raised his hand to execute a sword move. Now that he was using his powerful physical body to perform this move, even a monk who had transcended the stage was no match for him.
Keng!
Clang!
The face of the leader holding the double curved blades changed dramatically, his pupils shrank, and he hurriedly raised his hands to block.
When the long sword made contact with the curved blade, a ball of sparks suddenly burst out, and the weapon curled directly.
Poof!
Xu Qiye's wrist shook slightly, and the long sword was slashed horizontally. The sound of piercing flesh was heard, along with blood and the sound of half of his arm falling to the ground. The leader's face instantly turned pale.
"Your... cultivation is still there!"
The man at the head was frightened and could not help but tremble all over.
"Don't, don't kill me...we are being instigated by others." A voice begging for mercy sounded from the side.
Xu Qiye raised his lips slightly, without turning his head. With a twist of his wrist, the long sword came out from his hand and turned into a sharp arrow, piercing the chest of one of them, and then penetrated the wood three-thirds of the way, nailing him to the ground.
This scene instantly made the remaining two people have a lump in their throats.
"Wu Yue, right? It's not difficult to guess."
The expressions of the leader and the other person changed drastically. They did not expect Xu Qiye to be so resolute, decisive in killing, and sharp in mind.
The remaining two people also went to hell.
Xu Qiye was still struggling with how to dispose of the body, whether to bury it or throw it directly into the lake.
The Hongmeng Immortal Sutra running in the body started to move abnormally, as if it felt the energy and blood. Xu Qiye had an illusion that it was going to absorb the energy and blood of these three people!
Xu Qiye pondered for a moment, did not stop him, and just let nature take its course. Soon, it was visible to the naked eye that the bodies of these three people condensed into blood droplets in the air!
Even the bones of the corpse were melted away!
There were not many drops of blood, one drop per person, constantly blending and flying towards Xu Qiye.
The power of Qi and blood in his body was very strong. Xu Qiye broke five shackles in one fell swoop by sucking in the blood drops!
My own realm has reached the early stage of destruction!
The physical strength has also been greatly improved!
"Now that I am assisting my swordsmanship with my physical body, I won't be my opponent even if I am a monk in the early stages of transformation, right?"
This Hongmeng Immortal Sutra is really amazing!
Now, Xu Qiye's hunger was gone, but he soon thought, wouldn't he eat them indirectly?
Xu Qiye simply tidied up the wooden house, and then took the remaining unused weapons to the trading market of Zhijian Academy.
Now he needs elixirs to improve himself. If he practices blindly, he may be sucked into the human body!
It was getting late, and the disciples of the Sword Academy who passed by on the road all looked at Xu Qiye with strange eyes.
The journey was smooth and we arrived at the trading market smoothly.
Most of the people in the trading market are disciples, each of whom has a stall, and there is a constant stream of hawkers.
In a daze, Xu Qiye seemed to have returned to the ancient city of Loulan.
"Take a look, take a look, a man's perpetual motion machine, a woman's sleepless night..."
"Level 3 Wood Element Source Dark Illusion Demon Source Demon Crystal, the best choice for restoring vitality and blood."
Xu Qiye ignored the others and spread a long piece of cloth on the ground, with one long sword after another, and even wrist guards and fist gloves placed on it.
"Hey, isn't this the chief disciple of our Sword Academy?"
"Are you going to make a living by selling equipment?"
"If it were up to me to have my engagement broken off twice in one day, I would have the heart to die..."
Some of the disciples at the surrounding booths were watching with cold eyes, while others were adding insult to injury.
They were so jealous in the past, but now they are so happy, and dirty words burst out from their mouths.
Poof!
Blood flashed, Xu Qiye's eyes were cold, and the tip of the long sword in his hand was pressed against the throat of the disciple who kept saying evil words.
The man's face was full of horror, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He looked at Xu Qiye in shock and fear.
Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect Xu Qiye's attitude to be so strong. With just a few verbal insults, he had the potential to kill someone.
"I have never offended you. Again, don't blame me for being rude."
The long sword Long Yuan returned to its sheath and let out a soft groan. Xu Qiye sat cross-legged on the ground, making calculations in his mind regardless of the shock and suspicion of others.
The first one is that he must improve his strength as soon as possible to face the trials seven days later.
At the same time, Wu Yue and Su Yan must die.
The second one, Wu Yue and Su Yan, were their schemes carried out by individuals, or were they instigated by others behind the scenes?
The reason for Xu Qiye's guess is that there are requirements for taking the Lingyan Zhuguo. Under heavy armor, it will burn a person's internal organs to ashes!
Of course there are exceptions, that is, the number of shackles broken in the shackles realm reaches a very terrifying level, reaching the extreme in this realm!
With Wu Yue and Su Yan's talent and cultivation, they would probably not be able to bear it if they took it, and would need an alchemist to neutralize it with other herbs.
But the Lingyan Zhuguo was originally stolen goods, and it was the main thing that framed Xu Qiye. Once exposed, the secret would be exposed, and the rest of the academy were not fools.
It is not ruled out that the two of them have a treasure that isolates the spiritual energy and hides it so that they can use it again in the future.
But there is another possibility. The two people framed Xu Qiye because they had this intention. In addition, the people behind the scenes wanted to get rid of him, which gave them benefits...
In this case, why did the person behind it want to get rid of him?
There are too many possibilities for this speculation.
"How can I sell this sword?"
The visitor stood in front of Xu Qiye's stall and pointed at Long Yuan beside him, his eyes full of contempt and arrogance.
"Elder brother, long time no see."
Xu Qiye looked at the person in front of him. He had a handsome face, but his slender eyes made him look gloomy and not like a good person.
She is of medium height, neither fat nor thin, but unusually straight, and has a very sharp aura.
He recognized this person. He was Liu Yue's subordinate who once competed with Xu Qiye for the top disciple. His name was Fengdong.
"Long Yuan doesn't sell it."
"Elder brother, don't be so stingy. You have lost all your cultivation, and your engagement has been broken off by Dongtian and the Palace Master. From now on, you can just be an ordinary person and experience the prosperity of the world. There is no need for you, right?"
"Two hundred spirit stones, I want everything in your stall, plus Long Yuan, otherwise no one will buy it even if you stay here for a thousand years, I said so."
Xu Qiye squinted his eyes, "Two hundred spirit stones? Buying and selling by force!"
Any sword contains more than five hundred spirit stones!
"Fengdong, are you sure?"
"Hahaha, senior brother, you want to take action?" Fengdong rolled his eyes with a very contemptuous expression and said, "I'm afraid I'll kill you accidentally!" This chapter has been completed!