Zhou Bai felt a chill coming from above that frightened him, and he rolled on the spot in embarrassment without caring about his demeanor.
And that cold edge, mixed with the falling tiles, brushed against his body and almost stabbed him through from top to bottom.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the chill hit his back again.
So as soon as he finished rolling, Zhou Bai, who was half-crouching, used his spiritual energy to kick forward with all his strength, leaping a foot away, half-twisting his body in the air, raising his knife, and facing the person attacking from behind.
After he adjusted his posture, he felt that the cold sword intent was not approaching, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Only then did he realize that the palm of his hand holding the knife was already sweating.
If he hadn't been experienced in fighting and reacted in time, the stab that followed just after he escaped the most dangerous first wave could have killed him.
But what frightened him the most was the speed with which the man took action.
A normal person wouldn't be able to make a sneak attack like this by jumping from the roof. He would definitely have to slow down for a while after landing before he could attack again.
But he suffered the first surprise attack and the subsequent pursuit, with almost no pause or interval in between.
Zhou Bai turned around and looked at the man standing among the broken tiles and broken eaves, and was stunned for a moment.
The man holding a cold sword in his hand actually looked very similar to Qin Yuan, but his expression was a little more youthful.
"Are you Qin Yuan's younger brother? I never thought that the second young master of the Qin family who was rumored to be idle would actually practice immortal arts." Zhou Bai slowly placed the knife in front of him and said coldly.
At this time, his eyes were full of fear.
Especially the sword in Qin Luo's hand.
The sword energy with a cold light didn't even cause any wounds to him, but caused his spiritual energy to move slightly to a halt.
Qin Luo turned around and nodded lightly to his brother.
Seeing the look in his eyes, Qin Yuan said knowingly: "Xiaoluo, be careful."
Then Qin Yuan carefully and slowly retreated until he reached the end and quickly turned to the inner room next to the main room.
Qin Luo, on the other hand, drew his sword and stared at the man in front of him.
The moment Zhou Bai kicked forward and exploded, he felt the fluctuation of spiritual power from Zhou Bai!
Unexpectedly, the first cultivator he met in this world was a strongman who came to rob his home.
At the same time, Qin Luo felt a little lucky in his heart.
When he arrived at the mansion just now, he did not come directly to the hall in a hurry, but went to get his Hanyu Sword first.
Now that he has an advantage in his weaponry, it is obvious that the opponent is very afraid of him.
When the elder brother walked to the inner room, Qin Luo no longer had any scruples, and the sword in his hand started to move immediately.
Qin Yuan hid in the inner room but did not leave.
There are bandits in the house now, and there is nowhere to run.
No matter how fast he ran, it would only take the blink of an eye for the other party to catch him.
So if he stays here, as long as Qin Luo wins, it will be the safest.
After taking a deep breath, he looked around and clung to the wall farthest from the lobby, hearing the sound of gold and iron knocking outside.
"Xiaoluo, please don't let anything happen to you. I promised my father that I would protect you, but I didn't expect that you are protecting me now." A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Qin Yuan's mouth.
In the lobby.
The originally luxurious decoration turned into a mess all over the floor. The exquisite and gorgeous vases were broken to pieces on the ground, and the patterns were stained with blood, giving it a strange sense of beauty.
There were still gangsters at the entrance of the inner courtyard who wanted to rush in and help their boss deal with Qin Luo.
However, Qin Luo casually threw a few fragments of vases and tiles through the air, killing the first few people who rushed into the yard with one blow. The remaining gangsters stood and hid behind the door tremblingly, no longer daring to come in.
So now the entire inner courtyard has become a venue for Qin Luo and Zhou Bai to duel.
The round of fighting is over.
Qin Luo changed the hand holding the sword to his left hand.
The two people's weapons collided dozens of times just now. Zhou Bai's sword was so powerful that it numbed his tiger's mouth.
Zhou Bai also felt uncomfortable.
He felt the coldness in his heart and lungs stagnate.
If it is under the sun during the day, he can easily resolve it by circulating his spiritual energy in just ten breaths.
But now, there is no sunshine, and he does not have enough time to call on the spiritual energy.
He stared at the sword in Qin Luo's hand again, his eyes full of greed.
If this sword was in his hand, he might have killed Qin Luo with the sword long ago.
But that's okay.
As long as he kills Qin Luo, the sword will eventually be in his hands, and only he can prevent the famous weapon from being covered in dust.
So he ignored the stagnation in his chest and forcibly mobilized his spiritual energy, raised the sword in his hand again and slashed at Qin Luo.
Qin Luo saw Zhou Bai coming at him menacingly, so he took two steps back to avoid this fierce knife.
When Zhou Bai's sword strike failed to stop, he stepped forward and stabbed forward, and the Hanyu Sword in his hand headed towards Zhou Bai's chest with sword light!
This is the first life-and-death fight since I came to this world five years ago.
He had gone to the garrison in the city to learn combat skills before, but at that time Qin Luo had already reached the first level of Qi training, and most mortals were inferior to him in physical fitness. They did not pose much of a threat to him, so naturally they could not take him.
Forced into a life and death struggle.
It's not like he didn't try to find wild beasts to hunt on Linglu Mountain, but those wild beasts relied more on instinct to attack, and they also couldn't bring him a sense of life or death.
Until this time, he faced Zhou Bai.
Zhou Bai is not only a cultivator like himself, but also a ruthless murderer.
If he followed Zhou Bai's pace, Qin Luo knew that even if he had the advantage in weapons, his spiritual energy would be consumed bit by bit by the opponent.
When his spiritual energy is consumed too much and his movements slow down, then when Zhou Bai catches his flaw, he will die.
So what I have to do now is to really fight for my life!
Qin Luo let go of all the distracting thoughts in his heart and focused his energy entirely on this sword.
What he had to do was to be quick, and before Zhou Bai could return his sword to defend, he could penetrate him with his sword.
Seeing Qin Luo's stabbing sword, Zhou Bai's eyes did not panic.
He did not choose to defend with his sword, but dropped the sword in his hand and jumped up to slightly avoid the sharp edge of Qin Luo's sword.
After Qin Luo saw Zhou Bai abandoning his sword, alarm bells rang in his heart.
In a life-and-death fight, a veteran will never drop his weapon. This is no different from giving up his life.
But he concentrated all his attention and mobilized all his spiritual energy for this sword, striving to thrust out as fast as possible in order to make it impossible for Zhou Bai to avoid this sword.
But similarly, even he himself couldn't stop this thrust of the sword.
This sword move was extremely fast and did not leave Qin Luo any more time to think.
Feeling the cold rain sword in his hand piercing Zhou Bai's body, Qin Luo's uneasy feeling did not get any relief.
His first reaction was to draw his sword and retreat as far away from Zhou Bai as possible.
Qin Luo raised his head slightly, and Zhou Bai was grinning at him.
Something is going to happen!
Qin Luo saw blood coming from the corner of Zhou Bai's mouth and smiled horribly, and his heart went cold.
He still lost because he didn't have much combat experience.
If Qin Luo had experienced a lot of battles, he could have easily seen in the fight just now that Zhou Bai's attack was intended to expose a flaw in order to lure him to stab him and get close to him.
But when he understood all this, it was already too late.
At such a close distance, it was almost impossible to avoid the palm of Zhou Bai's raised hand.
"boom!"
Qin Luo was hit by Zhou Bai's palm and flew three or four meters away until he hit a load-bearing pillar in the lobby and collapsed weakly.
Seeing this scene, the bandits who were standing outside the house watching the situation and were originally ready to scatter and escape burst into cheers.
"The boss is mighty!"
"I knew the boss could always do it. How could this hairless boy be the boss's opponent?"
"This kid is indeed a tough guy, but with the boss here, no matter how strong he is, he can't change the world."
…
Listening to the cheers erupting from the bandits outside, Qin Yuan in the inner room felt dazed for a while and hugged the incense burner a little tighter.
He planned to wait and hit the incense burner on that person's head whenever a bandit came in.
Even if he is going to die, he must kill a bandit to avenge Xiaoluo before he dies!
"I'm sorry, father, I failed to take good care of my brother." Qin Yuan gritted his teeth and hid at the door of the inner room, like a dormant lion.
Lobby.
Qin Yuan was lying on the ground, with a big hole in his clothes, and a black palm print could be clearly seen in the hole, and the blackness was slowly spreading to the surrounding area.
And he clearly felt that his internal organs were being stirred. Under the severe pain, it was almost impossible to get up.
So he opened his mouth slightly, took a big breath, and seemed to swallow a mouthful of saliva, trying to relieve the pain.
After Zhou Bai finished all this, his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.
However, his eyes were filled with the joy of surviving the disaster.
This kid is indeed a formidable opponent. He reacts too quickly. If he hadn't had more combat experience, he might have been the one lying on the ground.
And if he hadn't quickly abandoned his sword and jumped up, the position where Qin Luo's sword struck would have been right through his heart.
That would be a lose-lose outcome.
But there is no if.
The one who wins in the end is yourself.
Zhou Bai endured the pain and did not pull out the cold sword on his stomach, which would cause him to bleed too much and lose his strength.
He reached out tremblingly to pick up the knife he had thrown on the ground, and wanted to step forward and give Qin Luo another blow.
Although the palm he just used was to mix the poison hidden in his sleeves for his brothers with the spiritual energy and drive it into Qin Luo's body, this is a poison that mortals will die if they touch it. If the cultivator uses the spiritual energy in time to force out the poison, he still has a chance.
immortal.
So he can't leave any chance to the enemy.
"Boss!"
"Master, be careful!"
"Mom!"
When Zhou Bai lowered his head to pick up the knife, he heard a burst of exclamations from the younger brothers in the courtyard behind him.
He found an elongated shadow on the floor in front of him.
Zhou Bai was stunned for a moment, and quickly tried to grab the knife he had dropped on the ground.
If he retreats, the only weapon he has is the sword stuck in his stomach, and the existence of this sword also limits his movement.
So only if he snatched his knife back could he have a chance to fight back.
But when he held the handle of the knife, he had no chance to lift his knife.
Qin Luo stepped heavily on the blade, then pushed hard with his knee, directly hitting Zhou Bai's jaw.
Just when Zhou Bai was knocked backwards, Qin Luo reached out and pulled out the sword from his stomach.
The next second.
He sent the Cold Rain Sword into Zhou Bai's body again.
But this time there won't be any deviation in the position.
Zhou Bai was holding his chest, and the blood spurting out quickly flowed through the gaps in his palms.
He looked at Qin Luo standing in front of him, feeling extremely unbelievable in his heart.
It is obvious that his plan has been successful and he has not made any mistakes. Once he kills Qin Luo, everything in the Qin family will be his.
Those wealth, my own path to immortality, and the comfortable days in the future...
All flowed away along with the blood through the gap between his palms.
He is the one who should win!
He is unwilling!
He could no longer take a breath, and Zhou Bai's wide eyes instantly lost their luster. The knife in his hand was still held tightly, but he could never swing it again.
At the same time, several lines of subtitles appeared in front of Qin Luo's eyes, and a prompt sounded in his ears.
[Congratulations to the player for achieving a new achievement: First Murder of the Monk.]
[Reward: 50 attribute points, which can be used to improve the player's own attributes.
"Preliminary Interpretation of Magic Techniques" - Don't forget to study on your way to immortality. Only by mastering more methods can you be more relaxed and comfortable when facing enemies.]
Seeing the system prompt, Qin Luo knew that Zhou Bai who was lying on the ground had completely lost his life, so he slowly pulled out the Hanyu Sword.
Although he didn't know the name of this opponent, he did force himself into a desperate situation.
He taught himself a lesson.
That is to never relax your vigilance against the enemy at any time. Many times, the flaws exposed by the opponent may not be real flaws, but a means to lure yourself into being fooled.
Qin Luo knew that his victory this time was due to his first encounter with the enemy, and he cautiously secured his hand in advance.
When he went back to the bedroom to get the Hanyu Sword, he expected that things might not go well, so he took out the Jiuxin Pill and kept it in his mouth.
If he didn't swallow this heart-saving pill in time after being poisoned, then he must have confessed here.
Qin Luo felt that the power of the medicine in his body was still taking effect at this time, and a warm current was continuously generated from his heart, and then spread to the torso and limbs, transforming into spiritual energy, quickly dissolving the toxins in the body.
The Huang-level middle-grade elixir recognized by this system actually has such effects.
Wouldn’t those higher-grade elixirs really have the effect of resurrecting people, flesh and bones?
It seems that I'd better find a way to know the composition of this elixir in the future. If I have one more elixir, I might have one more life in the future.
As the spiritual energy in his body continues to recover, although he has not yet reached his peak state, he has already reached 70% of his original strength.
It is more than enough to kill the remaining ordinary bandits.
Each of these bandits had the blood of innocent people on their hands, so he would kill them later without any psychological burden.
What's more, if I don't have the ability to kill them, then everyone in the Qin Mansion will die tonight.
Qin Luo's eyes were sharp as he stepped out of the lobby and rushed straight towards the bandits in the courtyard.
He will drive out all the bandits who enter Dancheng tonight.
Kill until no one dares to challenge the Qin family in this regard!
A big red lantern was hung high, and the original light red lampshade was dyed deep red by the splashed blood. The light shining on the ground was also dimmed a lot, as if an old man was lamenting softly. This chapter has been completed!