The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

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There was a silence in the courtyard, followed by a hubbub. For most of the lower class of the martial arts world, the spirit of gossip was the most indispensable.

Many of the martial arts people knew their own limitations. They had come here to pick up the loot, so they were not disappointed that they did not get the manual. Amongst them, there were a few people who had come with secret manuals. For example, the few people who had attacked Song Xuanyang previously. They did not hesitate and chased after Li Dao and Tang Xiaohu.

They knew that they were no match for Li Dao, but what if Li Dao and Tang Xiaohu were both defeated and injured?

After the few of them chased out, the courtyard became even more lively. One could imagine that what happened today at the Four Seasons Manor would soon spread to the entire martial arts world.

One should never underestimate the speed at which information travels through the martial arts world. Gossip is also a part of the martial arts world, just like the headlines of future generations.

The low-level martial artists might not kill a single person in their lifetime, but they were envious of those who would pull out their swords and kill others, so they chatted with relish.

As for Li Dao, he came out of Four Seasons Villa and hung behind Tang Xiaohu.

It had to be said that Tang Xiaohu's Qing Gong was indeed very high. Li Dao was slowly following him, but there was still a distance between them.

Li Dao was at the 3rd level precelestial stage while Tang Xiaohu was at the 5th level precelestial. Tang Xiaohu's inner force was definitely stronger than Li Dao's because he had opened up two more meridians and several more acupoints than Li Dao.

However, as far as the refining and purifying of inner strength was concerned, even Tang Xiaohu couldn't compare to Li Dao.

The Complete Truth Grand Song was not some high-grade internal force technique, but it was not considered bad even in the entire martial arts world. The number one sect under the heavens of the entire True Sect was not just for show.

In addition, Li Dao had used the thousand-year cold energy from the cold jade bed to break through his meridians. Therefore, his meridians were especially tough and durable, and the internal energy he had cultivated was also exceptionally pure.

The advantage of purifying and refining inner strength was that each strand could be compared to the other.

Moreover, in the precelestial stage, the gap between the two was not that wide.

With one chase and one chase, the distance between Li Dao and Tang Xiaohu constantly shortened. When Tang Xiaohu looked back, his heart was filled with terror.

Normally, he would pick flowers to make himself happy, and when he fought with others, it would always be small fights. He had never experienced such a life and death battle before. If Li Dao caught up to him, he would not dare to imagine the consequences.

When he thought of Li Dao's cruel and cold-blooded appearance, Tang Xiaohu used all his strength to muster up his true qi and escape with all his might.

With this, the distance between them widened.

The two continued to fly and Li Dao could see that Tang Xiaohu's Qing Gong was not of a low grade, but it was definitely not that high.

But as a rapist, Tang Xiaohu's talent in Qing Gong was unquestionable. Even with Li Dao's teleportation technique from the Nine Yin True Scriptures, he was unable to catch up to Tang Xiaohu.

But from beginning to end, it was only temporary. After a single breath, Tang Xiaohu's speed slowed down.

He wanted to increase his speed, but he couldn't. When he turned around, Li Dao was already within reach.

"Run! Brother Tang, why aren't you running anymore?"

Li Dao's mocking voice could be heard, but no one could tell that he was angry. However, the more Li Dao behaved normally, the more scared Tang Xiaohu became.

"Brother Li, if I told you this was a misunderstanding, would you believe it?"

Tang Xiaohu swallowed his saliva, his voice and legs trembling.

"Do you believe it yourself?"

Li Dao asked. Under the sunlight, the purple sword was beautiful and enchanting, without a speck of dust.

"Sorry, Brother Li, sorry. It's all my fault. I really don't have any intention of going against you! "

Tang Xiaohu's legs went soft as he knelt on the ground and loudly shouted.

A smile appeared on Li Dao's face. "Actually, I am a very easy person to talk to. However, I just don't accept it. I'm sorry."