ouls are not kept. They are all taken into that small black bottle.Originally, Wu Yunzhao and the others didn't take a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage seriously at all. They only made a move beca...Xia Qing and Ye Qingtan were happily eating by the campfire when Xia Qing's expression changed slightly. She shook her head gently, and an arrow whizzed past her nose, embedding itself in a stone wall behind her.

With a deafening explosion, the stone wall shattered into pieces.

Outside at a distance of ten thousand steps, Du Ling霜 held a black bow in her hand. Seeing that her arrow had missed, she secretly sighed in regret after her sneak attack failed.

But she didn't pause, immediately firing a second arrow.

"Damn it, you dare to sneak attack me!"

Xia Qing was very angry, although the arrow posed no threat, it offended her majesty.

With a swift punch, he shattered the second arrow with his ferocious force.

Du Lingxiang's pupils shrank in fear. The opponent's strength was stronger than expected.

To know that arrow was a divine artifact, yet it was casually smashed into a cloud of metallic powder.

At this moment, there was no hesitation left. Immediately, he put away his bow and turned to run, increasing his speed to the limit, charging towards the distance.

But her speed was fast, Xiaoqing was even faster, surpassing the arrow that had been shot before. She chased relentlessly from behind, and the distance between them was closing rapidly.

Du Lingxiang felt a chill run down her spine and silently thanked herself for keeping a safe distance. At the same time, she prayed that Baihe would succeed soon.

As long as they caught that little girl, Xiaoqing would naturally stop.

Lily hid in the shadows, secretly observing. Seeing Xiaoqing chase after someone alone, she was overjoyed. She feared most that Xiaoqing would take Ye Qingtan away; if that happened, her plan would be a failure.

At this moment, seeing the little girl alone by the fire, still gnawing on a rack of lamb to herself, I was overjoyed.

With a reach of his hand, a genuine Yuan force giant hand descended from the sky.

As it got closer and closer, just when she thought she had succeeded, a flash of white light appeared suddenly, and a lamb rib flew out, colliding with Zhenyuan's palm.

With only a deafening boom, Zhenyuan's palm was shattered to pieces by the bone strike. The force did not relent, and continued forward, smashing straight toward her face.

Lily's expression changed drastically. According to her previous observations, this was just an ordinary little girl, possibly just an ordinary person. Even if she had cultivation, it wouldn't be strong at all.

Only now do I realize I was mistaken. A broken bone, a powerful True Yuan hand, this strength is definitely not weak.

At this moment, she had no time to think. With a flip of her wrist, a water-blue long sword appeared in her palm, its blade flashing out again and again.

Three swords struck in succession, each one ringing with a thud, before finally severing the rib bone. At the same time, his wrist was jolted, sending a wave of numbness up his arm.

"This..."

Lily's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. She had misjudged this little girl; her strength was completely on par with hers.

"Who are you What do you want to do"

At this moment, Ye Qingtan rose to her feet, took out a wet wipe, and gracefully wiped the corner of her mouth and fingers clean.

Lily glanced at the distance. She saw that the two figures on the horizon were already becoming two small black dots, but they were getting closer and closer, obviously Du Lingfrost was in imminent danger.

At this moment, I couldn't care about much else. With a gritted teeth, I swung the sword in my hand directly forward.

It's already too late to catch the young girl in front of me quickly. I can only do my best and hope to defeat her before Xiaoqing catches up with Du Ningfrost.

In the eyes of a lily, there is still a glimmer of hope, after all, she comes from the Nine Stars Sect, Hanjian Xianzong, whose swordsmanship is unparalleled.

Even if the opponent's cultivation level is equal to their own, their swordsmanship absolutely holds the upper hand and they can still win.

It was precisely with this thought in mind that she immediately drew out the Cold Sword Sect's most treasured secret technique—Twelve Consecutive Slashes.

One sword after another, each sword faster than the last, he slashed out twelve sword beams, forming a huge net of swords.

Lily was very satisfied with her swordsmanship. Her master had once said that with these twelve consecutive strikes, she could challenge opponents of a higher level, and in a critical moment, she could catch them off guard and defeat them in one fell swoop.

Never could she have imagined that the swordsmanship she had always been proud of would be rendered useless just now.

The sword light began to dissipate inch by inch.

Not only that, but even the sword in his hand began to tremble, as if it had encountered something extremely terrifying.

Looking back, Ye Qingtan also had a sword in her hand. It was completely white, and the blade seemed to have a thin layer of frost on it.

This was all secondary; the key was that this person and sword emanated endless sword intent, making her heart tremble, and the long sword in her hand trembled constantly.

"This... This is the culmination of Kenhin's mastery! How is this possible"

As a disciple of the Cold Sword Immortal Sect, he naturally knew what this meant, and that was why he felt fear.

Such a mastery of the sword, even looking throughout the sect, there are few who can achieve it. No matter how you look at it, it's impossible to imagine how such a small girl could possess such extraordinary swordsmanship talent.

Shocked as he was, it didn't hinder his escape. Knowing he was no match for his opponent, he immediately turned and ran, but it was too late.

Before he could take two steps, a sharp pain shot through his legs. Two sword wounds pierced his knees, leaving gaping holes the thickness of thumbs.

"Uncle Master, save me!"

In utter despair, Lily could only seek help, but little did she know that thousands of miles away, Du Ningxiang was cursing her ancestors eighteen generations.

As agreed before, once Xiaqing was distracted here, they immediately started arresting people over there.

After so long, there’s still no news from Lily. We haven't even heard anything about Ye Qingtan.

At this moment, Xiaoqing had already reached behind her, and it was too late to run.

With no other choice, he could only turn around. A sword slashed out of his hand, unleashing all his strength in a desperate attempt to buy some more time.

She was proven completely wrong, the gap in their strength was too vast, like an ant facing an elephant, there was no room for resistance.

Xiaoqing smashed out with a punch, and Du Ling霜 was pulverized along with her sword, not even her primordial spirit could remain.

A powerful cultivator in the later stages of the Great Vehicle, who was previously fantasizing about becoming the next headmaster of the Cold Sword Immortal Sect, is now reduced to ashes with both his body and spirit destroyed.

"Damn thing, dare to disturb my meal, you're lucky!"

Xiaoqing angrily cursed, turned around and walked back. She saw a lily on the ground and was taken aback, "How is there another one here"

As she spoke, she lifted her leg and was about to kick the other person to death.

"Xiao Qing Yi, wait a moment."

Ye Qingtan wasn't so impulsive, she stopped Xiaoqing and turned back to Lily, "Who are you What do you want"

Lily's face turned pale. The moment Xiaoqing lifted her leg, she felt the presence of death.

It's too late to regret now, all we can do is grit our teeth and push through.

I am a disciple of the Hanjian Xianzong. The headmaster has left seclusion and his strength is unfathomable.

"Bring back the dragon's blood at once, or your sect will be exterminated!"

At this point, she has no other choice but to hope that the prestige of her sect can intimidate the other party.

"Hanjian Immortal Sect, Dragon Blood"

After saying that, Xiaoqing immediately recalled her past. She had once rapidly increased her strength by relying on the drop of dragon blood given to her by Ye Bufan, and she also had a deep impression of the Cold Sword Immortal Sect.

"So it's you guys, still greedy and wanting dragon blood, go to hell!"

Back then, Ye Bufan was in a hurry to treat Leng Qingqiu's injuries and didn't settle accounts with the Han Jianxian Sect. Unexpectedly, these people came looking for him themselves.

Xia Qing originally had a fiery temper, and at this moment, there was no trace of mercy. With one punch, she shattered Lily into pieces.se to scan it. They didn't find the black-clothed man, and only then did they let out a long sigh of relief.It's clear that everyone's previous actions pleased the other party, and this matter seems t...