I am the only fairy in the world

Chapter 69 68. Being handsome is a lifetime thing (two updates 8K for subscription)
at this time.

outside the hole.

A Jianghu man escaped, and saw: outside the entrance of the cave, there was a man dressed in black with an indifferent face and holding a knife in his arms.

"'Blood Fiend Saber' Qiu Leng?!"

As soon as this person saw him, he didn't even need the other party to speak, he immediately gave up, and told the news he knew: "I entered it, and I heard someone shouting 'Junwangtian's tomb' and 'Miekou', there must be something important "Others, I don't know anything."

"Then... Hero Qiu, I'm leaving?"

After he finished speaking, he turned around carefully and ran away.

Can not run a few steps.

click!
The man was still running, but his head had already flown out.

'I am dead? ! '

—that was his last thought.

On the other hand, Qiu Leng was still holding the knife, standing not far away, like a sculpture, he didn't seem to move.

Next.

There were also people coming upon hearing the sound, as well as the people in the rivers and lakes who escaped from the entrance of the cave, none of them were spared, all... died.

Corpses fell one after another, and blood gushed out, soaking the ground, dazzlingly bright red.

……

but said:

'Red Lady' Qu Ruyi, 'Purple Pattern Swordsman' Qiu Heqiu, and 'White-browed Old Man' Feng Wuji, the three charged all the way, killing everyone they saw.

soon.

They rushed out of the hole.

Then, I saw Qiu Leng, who was guarding not far from the entrance of the cave, dressed in black, as if he was dying, and a large body of corpses in front of and behind him.

"Hand over the things." He said lightly.

"'Blood Fiend Saber' Qiu Leng?"

Qiu Heqiu shrank his pupils and called out the person's name.

"Brother Qiu, look: the three of us are all top-notch masters, but you only have one, so you may not have a chance of winning... Why don't we go our separate ways without disturbing each other, okay?"

Qu Ruyi smiled charmingly and suggested.

"That's a reasonable statement, brother Qiu, how about trying to save face?"

Feng Wuji stroked his beard and opened his mouth, looking like a good old man, as if he was determined by the other party.

in fact.

If standing here, change someone else, even if it is another first-class master, with their nature, they will not talk nonsense and kill them directly.

The three threatened with words but did not act, it was entirely out of fear.

You know: the threshold of a first-class master is nothing more than: making great things and spreading fame.Therefore, even if they are both 'first-class masters', the difference is huge.

For example: the three of Qu Ruyi, who have become 'first-class masters' by virtue of 'suppressing bandits', 'catching flower pickers', and 'fighting with famous figures without defeat', are quite watery.

of course.

The moisture belongs to the moisture, their strength is still above a baseline.Otherwise, he would not have slaughtered ordinary Jianghu warriors before, such as slaughtering sheep and chickens.

As for Qiu Leng, he gained his prestige by killing people and stepping on the bones of an unknown number of people. Among those killed, there are not many 'first-rate masters'.

……

Closer to home.

At the moment when Feng Wuji's voice fell.

Qiu Leng made a move.

When he drew the knife, a crimson blood evil spirit was born, which almost condensed into substance.

Facing the evil spirit of blood.

The three of Qiu Heqiu, Feng Wuji, and Qu Ruyi seemed to be facing the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. Their spirits were shocked, and they subconsciously felt: fear, dizziness, vomiting, etc., and they couldn't help being absent-minded for a moment.

That is this moment.

Qiu Leng's movements quickly left afterimages, intersecting with Feng Wuji and appearing behind him.

next moment.

A red mark appeared from Feng Wuji's neck.

His eyes widened in disbelief, and he raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch his neck, but he couldn't do it after all.

Snapped!
The crutch in his hand dropped, followed by his body crashing down, and the bright yellow silk also flew out from Feng Wuji's chest.

Yes, it's that easy, just one move.

Boundless Wind... is dead.

Behind his dead body, Qiu Leng's expression remained unchanged, still as indifferent as an iceberg.

——As if before responding: What kind of thing are you, a piece of trash who can't take a single move, and deserves me to give you face?

At this time.

'Red Lady' Qu Ruyi and 'Purple Pattern Swordsman' Qiu Heqiu came back to their senses, looked at Feng Wuji's corpse, and felt chills in their hearts: "What a fierce murderous aura! What a fast knife! How ruthless!" people!"

They looked at each other, knowing that today, they are determined not to be kind.

"Go!"

"on!"

Without hesitation, the two started at the same time.

A red diamond pierced through the air, and the 'Purple Pattern Sword' had a piercing light, pinching towards Qiu Leng.

but only see:
With a flash of Qiu Leng's figure, he dodged the attack, allowing Hongling to collide with the 'Purple Pattern Sword', while he himself rushed out and approached Qiu Heqiu.

Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent is shocked by the 'blood evil spirit' again.

He backhanded and slashed at Qiu Heqiu's chest, but only ruined his outer robe, leaving behind a series of sparks.

——It turned out that Qiu Heqiu had put on the 'Fire Dragon Armor' long ago.

"die!"

At this time, Qiu Heqiu had recovered from the shock of the 'blood evil spirit', and turned back with a sharp sword.

Qiu Leng raised his saber to meet him, and with a clear sound of 'Dang', the 'Xuesha Dao' swung away the 'Purple Pattern Sword', and swept across Qiu Heqiu's neck with extremely exquisite saber skills.

click!
A great head flew up.

Qiu Heqiu's headless corpse fell heavily.

he died.

And at this moment-

groan!
There was a knife cry like a dragon's chant.

It's the 'Dragon Yin Knife'!
It turned out that Qu Ruyi gave up her weapon, Hong Ling, and used the 'Dragon Chanting Knife' instead, to break through the evil spirit of blood surrounding Chou Leng, attacking from behind, and piercing his heart.

This clear and majestic dragon chant shocked the mind and made Qiu Leng stiff for a moment, but his body's long-term fighting instinct made him slash the knife with his backhand and block behind him.

when!
Amid the crisp sound of clashing, Qiu Leng took several steps back.

"it works!"

Seeing this, Qu Ru looked overjoyed, and struck again with the 'Dragon Chanting Knife' in his hand.

groan!
Long Yin rose again.

Qiu Leng's body stiffened again, but his forward move did not change at all.

——A shock like the 'Dragon Crying Knife' works best the first time, but if the old trick is repeated, it will be weakened a lot.But it is only weakened. If the mind has not been cultivated to a certain level, before the birth of spiritual awareness, or the practice of spiritual magic that defends the mind, it cannot be exempted.

moment.

The two collided.

The result is...

Qu Ruyi lowered her head and looked at her pierced chest with a face full of disbelief.

——At that moment just now, she missed the knife she was bound to win; and Qiu Leng, even if his body froze for a moment, still pierced her chest.

"You... don't understand knives!"

Qiu Leng seemed to see through Qu Ruyi's doubts, and said lightly.

Done.

He drew the knife with his backhand, pulled out the 'Blood Demon Knife' which was not stained with blood, and put the knife back into its sheath.

boom!
Qu Ruyi's body fell down, and the 'Dragon Chant Knife' followed.

then.

In just a few dozen breaths.

"Red Lady" Qu Ruyi, "Purple Pattern Swordsman" Qiu Heqiu, "Old Man with White Eyebrows" Feng Wuji, the three first-class masters...the whole army was wiped out!
In this regard.

Qiu Leng is not proud of anything, as if it should be so.

because:

Even if they are both 'first-class masters', the gap between him and those three people cannot be calculated by reason.

Just like 'emperor' and 'slave', or 'genius' and 'foolish', they are both called 'human beings', but their essence is as different as heaven and earth.

……

Solved three problems.

Qiu Leng began to collect the spoils, first the 'Dragon Chant Knife', and then peeled off the 'Fire Armor' from Qiu Heqiu's body, and it was his turn to perform the 'Pure Yang Divine Art'.

It happened unexpectedly.

Whoosh!
A white shadow passed by like clouds and flowing water, one step ahead of him, and snatched away the 'bright yellow silk that recorded "Chun Yang Shen Gong"'.

Take a closer look:
It turned out that this white shadow was actually a man wearing a white brocade robe and white clothes that were more snowy.

And look at him:
The facial features are soft, the eyes are slightly narrow, the appearance is handsome, and there is a small mustache on the chin, but it does not feel disobedient at all, but has a romantic demeanor.

"Tsk tsk!"

At this moment, the man landed on a rock thirty paces away, glanced at the bright yellow silk in his hand, and said, "It turned out to be "Pure Yang Divine Art", I think the one in your hand is the 'Fire Dragon Armor' , 'Dragon Chanting Knife'?"

"Hey, 'Dead Fish Face', you killed so many people just for these treasures? This seems... not like your style of acting!"

"Also, I'm curious, so you're not afraid, Xing Bua's 'tofu block' is here to trouble you?"

"Dead fish face" naturally refers to Qiu Leng, which means that he has always been "expressionless".

And 'Tofu Cube' is Xing Bu'a's nickname, which fits well with that guy's behavior: square and upright, with a strict eye.

Sure enough, in this world, there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.

"Du Fangge, return the "Pure Yang Divine Art" to me, and I will exchange it with "The Sword of Myriad Tribulations."

Qiu Leng is still a dead fish... Bah, his face is still expressionless, but his attitude is much more cautious than before when he faced Qu Ruyi and the other three.

What he believes in is strength.

Therefore.

At the beginning, those ordinary people in the world, because they had no strength, Qiu Leng didn't bother to talk nonsense, so he killed them directly and treated them like nothing;

When Qu Ruyi, Qiu Heqiu, and Feng Wuji gained certain strength, Qiu Leng would open his mouth and say something;
As for the current Du Fangge, Qiu Leng would only value him if he had the same strength as him. It was not about grabbing directly, but about terms and exchanges.

This is his logic.

"In exchange for the "Ten Thousand Tribulations Knife Code"? It's strange, let me guess, what do you have to do with the "Pure Yang Divine Art"?"

Du Fangge twirled his mustache and said, "First of all, I don't think that when you reach your level, you will change your exercises... So, this item is excluded."

"For the sake of the younger generation? It's impossible. You have always been alone. Where did you come from the younger generation? Therefore, this item is also excluded."

"That's...for the organization behind you, right?"

Du Fangge didn't wait for Qiu Leng to answer, he opened his mouth again and said to himself: "You don't need to talk, let me guess again."

"The "Myriad Tribulation Knife Code" is an exercise that is not inferior to the "Chunyang Divine Art". Two phases are exchanged, so it is unlikely to be the exercise itself. That is: the meaning behind it?"

"So, it has something to do with Junwangtian 20 years ago?"

When he said this, his eyes lit up, and he stroked his palms and said, "Jun Wangtian, it is rumored that it is a remnant of the previous dynasty... The organization behind you has a mysterious origin, it can't be the same..."

"you know too much."

Qiu Leng raised his eyebrows and interrupted him: "Du Fangge, you... change, or not?"

"Everyone in the Jianghu knows that I, Du Fangge, like to meddle in other people's business the most, so if I don't meddle in other people's business, am I still Du Fangge? So, I..."

Du Fangge hasn't finished yet.

Swish!
Qiu Leng had drawn his knife out of its sheath, and the bloody aura filled the air, and he struck with the knife.

"Shoot as soon as you say, you dead fish face, you are going too far!"

Du Fangge yelled, but he was not affected by the 'blood evil spirit', and pulled out the 'Wuding Sword' on his back with his backhand. With one swing, the light of the sword split up, and it seemed that seven or eight sword shadows were born.

This is exactly the magic of his 'Wuding Sword'. When the sword is drawn, it will form a light and shadow effect, separating many 'virtual swords', making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, and unable to distinguish the real from the real.

Of course, this is just an effect. The most important thing, and what makes Du Fangge the most satisfied, is... handsome!
——In his words, whether you are strong or not is a matter of a moment, and whether you are handsome or not is a matter of a lifetime.

Closer to home.

Jingle Jingle!

After Du Fangge fought Qiu Leng for several moves, he slashed out with a sword, and while forcing Qiu Leng back, he used his own strength to retreat gracefully.

forget it!Dead fish face, you can't do anything to me, it's not like we haven't fought before...

he teased.

Qiu Liang didn't answer, flipped his right hand, submerged the 'Blood Fiend Knife' into the ground, replaced it with the 'Dragon Yin Knife', and flew over in pursuit.

groan!
At the same time as a dragon chant sounded.

Under the blessing of Qiu Leng's true energy, a blood-red saber energy of Zhang Xu slashed down vertically.

"Dead fish face is cheating. Fortunately, I have practiced a 'spiritual method of defending the mind'..."

While Du Fangge sighed in his heart, he was not intimidated by the sound of the 'Dragon Chanting Sword', but held the 'Wuding Sword' and swung it around for a week.

Swish!
A circle of light and shadow converges to form a white disc.

next moment.

The blood-red saber energy slashed on the white disc.

boom!
At the same time as there was a loud noise, dust splashed everywhere.

Whoosh!
Du Fangge's whole body, as ethereal as a feather, swung for more than ten meters in a row before he could barely stop his figure, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Fish face, relying on the power of the weapon, I won't fight you anymore... let's go!"

talking.

With a movement of his body, he performed lightness kung fu, and flew away like flowing clouds and flowing water.

"Ok?"

Qiu Leng frowned, turned around quickly, took the 'Blood Fiend Saber', pointed his toes, and ran after him.

But nothing: Du Fangge has a light kung fu method called 'flowing clouds and flowing water', which is extremely fast.

finally.

After Qiu Leng chased for several miles, he lost his target and had to return in vain.

……

but said:

After Du Fangge and Qiu Leng left one after another, many people from the rivers and lakes showed up near the mining area.

"Scared to death! Fortunately, that 'Blood Fiend Saber' Qiu Leng didn't notice..."

Someone patted their chest in shock.

"Not necessarily, I'm afraid people have already discovered it, but they just don't bother to care about us small characters."

"That's right, that killer's mind is all on Jun Wangtian's Three Treasures!"

"Hey, Jun Wangtian was born in the tomb, with one merit, one armor, and one sword, he came out of the rivers and lakes again... Xining City, I'm afraid there will be troubles from now on!"

"What are you afraid of, isn't there still Xing Butou?"

"Speaking of Catcher Xing,"

Suddenly someone laughed and said: "So many people died here, tomorrow, that person must be busy."

"Isn't it? I just don't know, that 'Blood Fiend Saber' Qiu Leng, and Xing Butou, who is stronger and who is weaker?"

"This...you'll know when you fight! However, there will be a good show to watch, that's for sure."

"maybe."

Someone said: "That 'Blood Fiend Saber' Qiu Leng won a treasure, and if he leaves, he probably won't return to Xining City. If so, how can we see that he and Xing Tutou are facing each other?"

"Exactly. So there's no fun to watch?"

"Oh, it's gone! It's gone!"

……

(End of this chapter)