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Chapter 38
【Name】Yang Qing

【Age】23 years old

【Physical】40-40
[intelligence] 15
[savvy] 22
[Internal force] 9000-9000
【Martial Arts】Zixia Gong·Change (Peerless Peerless 259/500)

Dugu Nine Swords (Suddenly Penetrating 99/100)

[Talent] Perseverance and unyielding - Fengshen handsome - strong tendons - master of swordsmanship
【Potential】39
[Introduction] Huashan basic internal strength (transcendent and holy · full level)
Introductory Swordsmanship of Mount Hua (Supernatural and Saint · Full Level)
Glittering Glimpse (Extraordinary, Full Level)
Xiyi Swordsmanship (Extraordinary to Saint · Full Level)
Five Sacred Swordsmanship (Extraordinary to Saint · Full Level)
Songfeng Swordsmanship (Extraordinary Saint · Full Level)
【Progress】78%
Yang Qing sat cross-legged in the carriage, his body heaving and falling with the shaking of the carriage.

"My lord, we will be in Longquan County soon."

The coachman who was riding the horse in front reminded the carriage, Yang Qing let out a breath of foul breath and slowly opened his eyes.

Suddenly, there seemed to be purple lightning flashing in the void, and the driver sitting in front seemed to feel it. He looked around and rubbed his eyes, thinking that he was dazzled.

However, in the carriage, Yang Qing's opened eyes were full of purple air, which kept going back and forth.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, in a half-smile.Combined with the purple pupils and the uncontrollable greed in the eyes, it looks extremely strange and evil.

Leaving Qingcheng a year ago, he was anxious to get his Zixia skills full, and bloodbathed seventeen bandit dens one after another within half a year.

But when he raised Zixia Kung Fu to the ninth stage, the desire that was suppressed by him broke out in an instant, almost causing him to go mad.

Afterwards, he practiced in a hidden place for half a year before he was able to control this desire, but it was no longer difficult to suppress it.

The desire for killing, blood, and the opposite sex impacted his reason all the time.

He could only resist carefully all the time, not daring to slack off for a moment.

Zixia's true energy rushes back and forth between the meridians in his dantian, just like the Yangtze River, flowing continuously.

It's just that the zhenqi is scorching hot, like the source of all kinds of desires, the stronger the zhenqi, the greater the influence on him.

Now he is almost certain that the Zixia Kung Fu must be related to the Sunflower Canon, but the method of internal force cultivation in the Evil Resisting Sword Manual cannot be connected with the Zixia Kung Fu, as if something is missing.

Intuition told him that if he practiced the evil sword manual now, he would definitely die.

There was the sound of rumbling horseshoes on the official road, and they caught up with the carriage in a short while.

"Brother Linghu, we have arrived at Longquan."

Yang Qing opened the curtains and looked out. It was Linghu Chong and Yilin, followed by a large group of Hengshan disciples dressed as nuns.

"Big Brother."

Linghu Chong heard the sound and looked over. He was overjoyed at first, but after seeing Yang Qing's appearance clearly, he was a little stunned: "Junior Brother Qing, you...your eyes, how did you become like this?"

Yang Qing's appearance gave him too much impact. The young junior brother who talked and laughed at Yanyan in the past, who was free and easy, only made him feel dangerous now.

That feeling was clearer than when facing Ren Woxing.

After getting off the carriage and paying the driver, Yang Qing said with a smile: "Brother, this is how Zixia has cultivated to the highest level."

Linghu Chong wanted to ask again, but Yilin who was beside him suddenly reminded: "Brother Linghu, now is not the time to reminisce about the past, the most important thing is to save people."

Linghu Chong immediately realized that they had received a message from Hengshan's disciples to save them.

"Junior Brother Qing, do you know where the Sword Forging Valley is?"

Yang Qing didn't know much about the plot of this episode, but seeing their expressions, she knew that the situation was urgent and that Sword Forging Valley was involved, so she waved to everyone and said, "Follow me."

……

In the cave on the side of Zhujian Valley, Qu Feiyan tore off the cotton cloth from his body and soaked it in water to cover his mouth and nose, and the rest followed her example.

Everyone lowered their bodies in the cave, trying to avoid the thick smoke as much as possible.

At this time, Dingyi's eyes looking at Qu Feiyan also eased a lot.

Qu Feiyan rejoiced in her heart, if it wasn't for Chi Lao Er and the others living here all year round, there would still be some drinking water left in the cave, but the smog just now would have killed countless people.

"Senior sister, if we don't rush out, it's better than being burned to death in the cave."

Dingyi saw that if this consumption continued, he would still die sooner or later, and felt anxious.

"Junior Sister, don't be impatient." Dingxian shook his head.

No one spoke in the cave for a while, only the continuous coughing sound.

"who!"

Just when they felt that they were hopeless, someone outside the cave suddenly shouted loudly...

Yang Qing heard Linghu Chong's explanation on the road, and only then did he know that the people from Songshan had actually arrived at Zhujian Valley.

So he immediately used his lightness kung fu and rushed to Shuiyue Temple first.

When he reached the dangerous mountain behind, he flew all the way up to the top of the mountain. Seeing thick smoke rising into the sky not far away, he immediately drew his sword and rushed away.

The three Songshan disciples guarding the outside of the cave noticed something strange behind them, turned around and were about to ask questions, but saw a sword light stretching out of thin air, like a scattered screen, there was nowhere to dodge, and there was no way to stop it!

"who?"

"No matter who it is, kill him!"

The three disciples who spilled blood and threw them away awakened everyone in Songshan Mountain, and Yang Qing suddenly felt a magma-like hotness in his chest and abdomen rushing to the top of his skull, and his eyes were full of purple energy!

The next moment, an erratic and flickering electric light rushed into the crowd wrapped in a gray shadow, rushing left and right, unstoppable!
When Linghu Chong brought Hengshan's disciples to Taniguchi, he saw corpses all over the ground, blood raining all over the sky, the crowd was split like a river, and they all rolled to the sides to avoid.

"Brother Linghu, Senior Brother Yang..." Yilin was rescued by Yang Qing outside the city of Hengzhou. Looking at the scene in front of her, although she knew that the other party was an enemy, she still felt uncomfortable.

Looking at the other disciples, some of them couldn't help retching.

Linghu Chong also felt that Yang Qing's methods were too cruel, but now is not the time to delve into them: "It's important to save people, kill them!"

Yang Qing was driven forward by the desire to kill, but when he raised his hand again, there was no one in front of him.Looking back, he actually killed the crowd!
"Brother Qing, we are here!"

The raging fire covered the cave, Yang Qing heard Chi Lao Er's cry for help, and immediately used Zixia Gong to slash across with his sword.

When he swept away the firewood and exposed the opening of the cave, the people who were about to suffocate in the cave breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Yang, take the sword!"

Yang Qing looked up, only to see a long sword with a bamboo sheath as green as jasper being thrown in front of him.

He put away the Danxia sword he got from Songfengguan, reached out to catch the cold iron sword, and pulled out the scabbard. Suddenly, the sound of the sword's sound soared into the sky, echoing in the valley for a long time.

At this moment, Linghu Chong led Hengshan's disciples to rush into the valley, and fought with everyone in Songshan. Hearing the sound of the sword, they all looked over at the same time, and there was a momentary silence in the field.

"That's... Yang Qing?"

"Evil Yang Qing!"

Some Songshan disciples recognized him on the field.

Against the bright blade of the cold iron sword, the lavender eyes looked even colder and colder.

Yang Qing looked sideways at the people in Songshan, with a smile on the corner of his mouth:
"You are all going to die today!"

……

(End of this chapter)