In the middle reaches of the Changlin River, there are steep mountains and cliffs on both sides of the Kuiling Gorge, and the scenery is amazing.

The steep and continuous peaks on both sides are hundreds of meters above the river, while the narrowest point of the river is only about a hundred meters.

The setting sun is setting in the west, and the setting sun is like blood.

The sunset filled the sky, and the sky turned into a sea of ​​burning fire. On the river, sparkling red waves appeared on the river.

There is a large flat rock in the shallows on the shore, and sitting cross-legged on it is a young man wearing a purple brocade robe and white eyebrows.

It was Murong Qi.

As he breathed and inhaled, a faint smoke lingered around him, and the gray-white smoke condensed and refused to disperse, gradually shrouding his body in it.

As the afterglow of the setting sun shone down, the gray-white mist continued to transform, and finally turned into wisps of sword energy, sharp and sharp, but unable to harm Murong Qi in the slightest.

The sword slave stood not far away with a black sword case on his back, his body upright like a javelin, and said nothing.

After a long time, the mist and sword energy around Murong Qi completely disappeared, and his originally pale face regained some color.

The violent thunder set off circles of air waves and violent winds, which continued to escape from the center of the explosion.

"What's going on?!" Murong Qi was about to launch an attack when his body suddenly trembled.

However, the remaining sword energy continued to destroy her body, and there was a stalemate for a while, so that she looked extremely embarrassed.

"Now, no one can disturb us." Murong Qi smiled coldly. Only bloody battles between peers can awaken the warlike blood in his body. Perhaps the battle with Ji Qingshuang can make him go one step further.

Murong Qi's body flew backwards as if he had been hit by a cannonball.

The dazzling electric arc condensed into a ferocious white-gold dragon, and instantly hit Murong Qi's chest.

The sword energy cut off the serrated blade transformed from the power of the divine weapon. However, the broken blade did not disappear. Instead, it shot out and pierced Murong Qi's heart.

"Ho~!"

"I'll fight you!" Ji Qingshuang used real fire and resisted Murong Qi's sword. Her body was cut in half, and the serrated blade in her hand pierced Murong Qi's arm.

For a moment, it seemed that Ji Qingshuang had suppressed him.

boom!

"White Tiger Killing Sword·Sword Six!" The golden giant sword in Murong Qi's hand flashed white-gold light continuously for an instant, releasing a domineering sword energy that accurately landed on the weak spot of the serrated blade.

"Sir." The sword slave stepped forward.

She had no time to support Ji Qingshuang and was suppressed by the sword slave's follow-up attack.

"What if I don't agree to your terms?" Murong Qi raised his eyebrows.

"Damn it!" The seven evil-covered fragments on Ji Qingshuang's face flashed red, and the spirit of the divine weapon kept urging her to fight Murong Qi, amplifying the killing intent in her heart.

The Seven Evil Covers worn on Ji Qingshuang's face quickly transformed from half red and half black to a strange red color. Her strength also increased, and the serrated blade transformed from the power of the divine weapon suddenly expanded.

Ji Qingshuang's smile faltered, her face gradually fell, and she said in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"

She was blown away by this huge force, her body flew out like an arrow, and hit the river heavily.

Murong Qi slowly walked towards Ji Qingshuang.

Soon, the boat stopped on the shoal.

"Is Mr. Murong too unkind?" Ji Qingshuang was furious.

The breeze blew across my face, the river surface rippled, and the trees on both sides swayed with branches and leaves.

The red light containing the power of the divine weapon gathered in the front part of her palm, and finally transformed into a blade-like shape.

If she used the power of her bloodline to activate the Seven Evil Fragments, she might be able to defeat Murong Qi, but the price would be too high.

But it’s about subduing Han Zhao and the Nujiao Gang. When she breaks through the snake-level bottleneck, if Murong Qi is still in Yunzhou, she must make him look good!

"Han Zhao from the Nu Jiao Gang has decided to join my army. I would like to ask Mr. Murong to let him go for my sake," Ji Qingshuang said seriously.

"Murong Qi, us." Ji Qingshuang said in a deep voice, ready to give in, but Murong Qi's giant sword was already approaching.

When the sword slave saw this, he took off the black sword box he was carrying behind him.

"What's wrong? Where did your arrogance just now go?!"

Juli, strengthened by the power of the divine weapon, quickly recovered from her injuries.

However, he has never tasted the taste of failure since he was a child. Even if his opponent is a martial saint who is much higher than him, he still feels the humiliation deeply.

boom!!

Buzz!

The golden giant sword in the black sword box made a buzzing sound. Murong Qi raised his right hand and pinched a sword finger. The golden giant sword suddenly flew out, and the white-gold sword energy came up from the bottom to meet him.

Bang!

The sword slave took action and stopped Ji Yun.

"No!" Murong Qi's hair stood on end, but under the influence of the Seven Evils, his reaction was much slower. The giant sword he raised to block blocked the wind arrows, but did not block the thunder arrows.

Ji Qingshuang jumped up, crossed his hands, and slashed down with the power of the divine weapon.

There was a middle-aged woman standing on the bow of the boat. She held the sword finger in her right hand, and her true energy was injected into the river like essence, speeding up the boat.

"Young master inherited the martial arts master's little magical power, and now he has found the key to breakthrough. He is unparalleled in the world!" the sword slave complimented.

However, the seven evil fragments integrated into her body sharply amplified her emotions, and murderous intent suddenly filled her heart.

"You have relied on the power of divine weapons to forcibly raise your realm, but you don't have the corresponding strength. Are people like you qualified to negotiate terms with me?"

"I have met Mr. Murong, and the little girl is polite." Ji Qingshuang gave Murong Qi a womanly salute, without the condescending attitude she had when facing Han Zhao.

"Only I will reach the top step by step and live forever!"

The atmosphere in the venue suddenly dropped to freezing point.

A large amount of river water was blown up, and then fell like raindrops.

Murong Qi let out a tiger's roar, full of pain. A bloody hole the size of a fist appeared on his right chest, and the surrounding area was scorched black. The squirming granules inside were constantly scorched by the remaining arc, preventing his recovery.

"Why would Young Master Murong refuse people thousands of miles away?" Ji Qingshuang smiled gently.

call out!

The two arrows fell like meteors, and their speed exceeded the speed of sound, creating a spiral wave of air.

Ji Qingshuang was already weaker than Murong Qi unless she tried her best.

"Murong Qi! The clay figurine still has three points of energy, do you really want to do it so brilliantly?!" Ji Qingshuang suppressed the murderous intention in her heart.

"With the erosion of time, trees and flowers will wither, and rivers will change their course."

"You're right." Murong Qi sneered lightly.

He turned around and walked toward the felt tent at the back.

"Qin Qingxu, wait." Murong Qi's eyes turned cold. Qin Qingxu's blow directly hurt his internal organs. He took the precious secret medicine exchanged from his family for four days.

The injury has only slightly recovered.

Boom boom boom!

Earth-shaking loud noises kept coming from the river, and the river water kept being blown up. It was like raining from the sky, with water droplets falling continuously.

Clang clang clang!

Murong Qi held a golden giant sword and kept blocking.

"who?!"

Thinking of this, Murong Qi suddenly lost interest in the scenery in front of him.

"My injuries are no longer serious." Murong Qi looked calm.

"What? It's just you, do you want to fight with me?" Murong Qi disdained.

The big stone behind him was hit by the broken blade. In the violent explosion, the big stone exploded, and the broken stones scattered in all directions.

Ji Yun was blown away by the force of the counterattack and flew to the riverside with an extremely solemn expression. Unexpectedly, the sword slave beside Murong Qi turned out to be a martial saint in the Ersha realm, and his strength was even higher than hers.

"Huh?!" Murong Qi was about to walk into the felt tent when his steps suddenly stopped and he turned around to look.

"This place contains the innate golden energy, and the scenery is not bad. It is a good place for retreat."

Joy, anger, sadness, fear, love, hatred, desire, all kinds of complex emotions surged into his heart, and Murong Qi felt as if his brain was going to explode.

This injury gave him a chance to break through, which is not a bad thing for him.

With a "click", the serrated blade broke, and huge power was transmitted into Ji Qingshuang's body.

In the open cabin, there was a gorgeous-looking woman in a white dress sitting, and she was enjoying the scenery on both sides of the Taiwan Strait leisurely.

Ji Qingshuang's body emerged from the water, her clothes were torn, her originally fair skin was covered with fine tears, and blood overflowed.

"In that case, the little girl would like to thank Mr. Murong for letting us." Hearing this, Ji Qingshuang suddenly showed a bright smile on her face.

"Who do you think you are? It's your turn to dictate what this young master does?" Murong Qi sneered.

Although Murong Qi was very powerful, the way he treated others made her very displeased. Ever since she was recognized by the fragments of the Seven Evil Overturning Divine Weapons, even the military commanders in her family were kind to her. How could she ever be so angry with her?
To be continued...