I've never felt happy to become an immortal.

Chapter 75 Ruthless Iron Hand
Bai Xuan held his sword in front of him.

The young man's back is very tall.

In front of the mottled fog, only the sword flashing with a cold light was still so bright.

Leng Wuqing's eyes were unconsciously attracted.

At this time, one of the two attackers said in a low voice: "He has no cultivation, so his power will naturally not be dispersed."

The other person also reacted, but doubts remained: "That's impossible. If he hadn't entered the country, how did he almost succeed in the sneak attack just now..."

The sword strike just now almost injured his kidney, which frightened the spy who was not in control of the night.

"No... The Ten Evil Poisons are first to dissipate power, and second to destroy will!"

"It will directly cause hallucinations and affect the mind. Without the power, it should be more difficult to resist!"

Look at the reactions of the ordinary people who were poisoned in the yard. They don’t need Shi Xie at all. The Thousand Illusion Mist alone is enough to make them extremely excited.

"I was indeed poisoned."

Bai Xuan said, then abruptly changed the subject: "I was feeling a little drowsy at first, but this smell has really made me more alert."

"..."

The people present fell silent again.

Do you want to listen to what you are saying?
You said the poisoning effect is simply because you drank too much coffee and were too excited to sleep?

Bai Xuan said sincerely, "It's true. Why don't you take off your mask and take a few puffs? I tell you, this is really exciting."

"How dare you play tricks on me, you bastard!"

The other party also reacted.

He was sure that Bai Xuan had used some method to avoid being poisoned - his guess was correct. Bai Xuan used the fourth level of wind-riding magical power to keep the air circulating around his body. Even when he stepped into the fog, he actually always maintained a certain spatial isolation from the surrounding fog.

He was not possessed by the Ten Evils at all. Instead, it was because of the medicine added to the hot pot he had eaten before that strengthened his Qi and blood, expanded his Qi channels, and indirectly enhanced his physical strength at this time, as if he had eaten hundreds of Snickers bars.

The enemy's poisoning was extremely effective, and our Bai Xuan's combat effectiveness was slightly improved.

"Leave this kid to me... and the other side to you. A poisoned Grandmaster won't be difficult to deal with. Don't forget our goal!"

Leave a reminder.

Ye Bushou rushed towards Bai Xuan, dragging a machete in his hand on the ground, then suddenly jumped up and slashed in the air, and three sword lights suddenly burst out from the ground.

Bai Xuan tapped the ground with his toes, quickly distanced himself, and retreated to the Jiang family's villa.

Hu Xianfeng looked at Bai Xuan gratefully, who had led the powerful enemy away. He then took a deep breath of Qi, suppressed all the discomfort, and said in a deep voice, "Who are these people from..."

"It should be from Northern Zhou." Leng Wuqing replied in a low voice, then stood up and said: "I'll go to the other side to help Young Master Bai, you stop this person!"

"it is good!"

During the conversation, the man in black suddenly shook his body, and the next moment, there was a swish sound, and a fist came straight at his face in the fierce wind, with a whistling strong energy. His master-level cultivation was undoubtedly revealed.

Hu Xianfeng is a master of horizontal training, and is good at boxing and grappling. His moves are open and closed, and he focuses on being fierce and powerful. Therefore, when the opponent's boxing posture was displayed, he immediately knew the situation after just three moves.

"Thunderbolt Cloud Collapse Fist, Thunder Cannon Triple Hand..." Hu Xianfeng was hit in the arms by a heart-piercing blow. He slid back three steps, steadied himself, and said in a low voice: "I didn't expect you to defect to the Northern Dynasty, Song Qingtang!"

The man in black paused, and then stopped concealing his voice.

"Rather than being a homeless dog in the Southern Dynasty, it's better to go to the Northern Dynasty and become a leader! Song is just looking for a better way to live!"

"Heh... Do you think that if you go to the Northern Dynasty, you won't be treated like a dog?"

"Master Hu should also know that it's useless to say anything at this point. Song has already made up his mind to go all the way!"

Song Qingtang's fists crackled with thunderous sounds, and his inner energy surged forth. "I'm here to ask if Lord Hu's iron-clad body is truly indestructible!"

Step forward with big strides, punch and punch.

Hu Xianfeng's whole body was covered with a layer of lead. He remained motionless in the face of the cannon punch. With a clang, he directly shocked his opponent, forcing him to retreat several steps.

The next moment, a figure flashed from behind.

Sa——!
The owner of Yanbo Tower slashed his sword horizontally and stabbed directly at Song Qingtang's side. The power of this sword was quite strong and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake. The three sword lights overlapped, appearing real and fake.

A blood mark appeared under Song Qingtang's ribs, and his protective energy was broken, but his eyes flashed with murderous intent. He leaned sideways to clamp the sword and slammed into the owner of Yanbo Tower with an Iron Mountain Lean.

boom--!
Li Qian spat out a mouthful of blood and crashed into the corridor, breaking several pillars and causing the entire corridor to collapse.

In the result of exchanging injuries, Song Qingtang was still the better one.

……

Let’s talk about the other side.

Leng Wuqing chased all the way to the villa.

At this time, in the villa, the battle started from the yard and spread into the house, then from the house through the wall to the wing room, then from the wing room to the kitchen, and then out from the top floor of the kitchen.

Even though he knew that Bai Xuan was very likely to have inherited the sword immortal's legacy, Leng Wuqing was still deeply shocked when he saw his exaggerated fighting power.

After all, Bai Xuan had no real skills at all, but he could fight with the opponent for dozens of rounds relying solely on his swordsmanship. Although he was fighting and retreating, he could still be said to be at ease.

A broadsword was wielded vigorously in Ye Bushou's hand. A sword really couldn't gain any advantage against such a weapon.

So there was no need for a head-on confrontation. Bai Xuan kept dodging sideways and easily seized the flaws in the opponent's swordsmanship.

He could tell that this type of swordsmanship was clearly born from the battlefield. And when it came to battlefield experience, he was incredibly experienced.

For at least ten lifetimes, I have crawled out of piles of corpses on the battlefield and died on the battlefield again.

Suddenly, the angle of the weapon in Ye Bushou's spy's hand changed, and he rushed forward at a rather strange angle, launching an upward slash. At the same time, the knife light bursting out from the ground cut through the bluestone ground like a rolling blade.

"Be careful!" Leng Wuqing suddenly came back to his senses.

She saw the danger of this move. The sword energy on the ground pushed forward like a barrage of bullets. She had to defend her lower body, but once she defended her lower body, the opponent had a pursuit and slashing move waiting for her.

Only a 'ding' sound was heard.

Bai Xuan flipped over and jumped up from the wall, spinning his body. Using the sword as a support point, he swung his body, spun around, and without touching the ground, he jumped over a distance of nearly ten meters, avoiding the range of the rolling sword energy on the ground.

Naturally, the knife that was chasing him could not reach the corner of Bai Xuan's clothes at all.

Leng Wuqing breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment his heart was suddenly gripped.

Bai Xuan held the sword and stuck it into the ground, breathing rapidly, sweat oozing from his forehead. At the same time, a blood mark appeared on his side. The wound was not deep, but blood still seeped out. He was not high enough, so he could not avoid all the sword energy.

But the Northern Dynasty man was also injured. He touched his neck and felt a slight pain, and his palm was bright red.

Just as he was about to force his way forward, the sword suddenly changed its trajectory, flew out of his hand, and almost cut his throat.

Although he had no true energy, he displayed extraordinary swordsmanship, instantly seeing through his own weaknesses and even nearly capsizing in the ditch.

"In terms of swordsmanship, you are indeed very strong. Perhaps you are among the top few people I have ever met."

The Northern Dynasty man held the broadsword and thrust it heavily into the ground, while a sharp murderous aura swept forward.

"But unfortunately, you have no cultivation, no power... Your body will tire, your physical strength will be exhausted, and your sword will not be able to surpass the sword circle. This is your fatal weakness!"

"Next, three moves will cut off your arm, and five moves will take your life!"

Instead of continuing to use the machete, he drew another weapon from his back.

It is also a knife, but it is more slender and not as heavy as the Pudao. It looks lighter and the blade has a strange wavy pattern. There is a snake head engraved on the handle, and the whole knife is a beautiful silver color.

Bai Xuan applied hemostatic powder on the wound, and while waiting for the blood to recover, he looked at the weapon in the other person's hand... It looked quite fashionable.

"Silver Ring Sword." Leng Wuqing recognized the weapon at a glance, and then immediately recognized the enemy's identity: "You are ranked 91st on the Human List."

"The Snake King Valley of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, the descendant of the Great Poison Clan, the master of the Silver Snake Blade, Yuwen Jie."

Yebushou Spy also revealed his name and background.

Because once you show this knife, your identity will definitely be recognized.

The only bad thing about the Bu Tian Shu is that it is open to everyone, and those who make the list are known to the whole world, and are studied madly by both the enemy and us every day.

The Crouching Dragon List shows potential.

The human rankings only look at the results!
Yuwen Jie is ranked among the human lists. His strength belongs to the first echelon below the Grandmaster, and he can be among the top 100 in the Northern and Southern Dynasties!
This type of expert is more difficult to deal with than an ordinary Banzong.

Because once one's cultivation reaches the Grandmaster level, development reaches its limit and one is prone to falling into a bottleneck period, gradually losing the bloodiness and fighting spirit in one's bones.

Below the Grandmaster level is the stage where most true warriors make rapid progress, just like a person between eighteen and thirty, whose energy and spirit are at their peak, and who is full of courage and can often achieve unprecedented achievements.

Therefore, the competition for rankings on the Human Ranking is much more bloody, far more intense and cruel than the Earth Ranking and the Sleeping Dragon Ranking.

Although Yuwen Jie was ranked 91st on the Human List, he dared to come to the Southern Dynasty to be a spy under an assumed name, which shows that his character and strength are both top-notch.

Moreover, his active exposure of his identity at this time also proved that he had obtained or was about to obtain the great merit he wanted, and he did not intend to stay in Nanchu any longer.

Leng Wuqing felt like giving up.

The two of them combined are no match for him, so the best strategy is to retreat and protect yourself.

but……

The other party will not give this opportunity.

The judgment on Yuwen Jie in the human list is: planning is better than swordsmanship, and swordsmanship is better than poison.

He is not a reckless man and must have had a plan before taking action.

"Are there any accidents happening in Jiankang City right now?" Leng Wuqing suddenly asked.

Yuwen Jie shook his head and laughed, "I was thinking, if you wanted to turn around and run away, maybe you could save some energy. It seems you're not stupid. What a pity."

Leng Wuqing said softly: "It seems that the support from Jiankang will not arrive for a while."

The Northern Dynasty spies lurking in Jiankang only need to launch an attack at the same time, whether it is arson or assassination of court officials, which will immediately cause a wave of commotion. Usually, it only takes a small cost to seal off Jiankang and put it into a state of alert.

At this time, Chenlong Town in the suburban area of ​​Jiankang City has completely become a blind spot under our noses.

I'm afraid that something won't be noticed until daybreak.

"It seems that there is only one way to go."

Leng Wuqing raised his left hand, and a weapon flashing with cold light fell to the ground in front of him.

She held an axe half her height, her aloof temperament replaced by an iron-blooded coldness, and the blade of the weapon was stained with rusty bloodstains.

"I can only kill you here...!"

...The title of Ruthless Iron Hand is really not a wrong name for this person.

(End of this chapter)