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Chapter 572 Qinglian Sword Song!

Chapter 19: Qinglian Sword Song!
Li Qinglian didn't know about the change in Dongfang Huaizhu's heart at the moment, but even if he knew, he couldn't allow him to be distracted now. If he was careless in the hundred Yuanying stage, the situation would be reversed.

"Sister, what's your relationship? Can he be my brother-in-law? Could it be that guy wearing a mask? It doesn't look like it. Could it be that sister, you are on two boats?" Dongfang Qinlan looked at the falling Yuanying The monk asked excitedly.

"Qin Lan! What nonsense are you talking about!" Dongfang Huaizhu pinched Dongfang Qinlan's face, blushing and shouted softly.

"Is it right? So guilty? Hehehe!" Dongfang Qinlan patted Dongfang Huaizhu's hand away, and made a face at her sister, not worried about her situation at all.

"The Sword of the Great River is coming from the sky!"

Li Qinglian gave a soft shout, and a sword light slashed down, like a surging river, and even in the mid-air, the river rushing like the sea could be vaguely seen.

With its turbulent momentum, it smashed several magic weapons that were shining with golden lights, and even several Nascent Souls were directly beaten into blood mist.

"Blast these villains!" Dongfang Qinlan shouted excitedly.

Li Qinglian's sword stopped, and her body immediately dodged to the side. A cloud of blood rose from Li Qinglian's body, but there was a bone-deep scar on her right shoulder.

"Ah..." Dongfang Qinlan immediately covered her mouth and looked at Li Qinglian nervously.

"Senior, there are two Eastern Spirit Clans below. We only need one of them. If we continue like this, we will lose both." You Yuanying Daxiu suggested.

This ruthless man really can't afford to offend, nearly a hundred Nascent Soul Daxiu, more than [-] people were beheaded by him, and there was only one scar on his body.

"Hahahaha... What if I say no?" Li Qinglian laughed out loud and asked sternly.

"Then don't blame me for being cruel and merciless." The Suzerain of Hehuan Sect said coldly.

"Hahahaha! It's really interesting! Threatening me? Very good! Very good!" Li Qinglian laughed loudly, took out the jug and opened the cork, ignoring many Nascent Soul cultivators, and drank freely.

"kill!"

Cultivator Yuan Ying rushed towards Li Qinglian again, but Li Qinglian didn't seem to notice, and was still drinking the fine wine in the jug.

Throwing away the empty jug, Li Qinglian leaned on her sword and sang: "The peaches and plums will bloom in the sun, and the glory will be as it was then.

The east wind moves all kinds of animals, and the vegetation speaks for itself.

There are no ugly leaves on dead branches, and clear springs spit out dry water.

Vigorously move the world, Xihe never stops.

Fame is not early, how will the bamboo and silk be announced.

Tao Li Wu youth, who can live in the daylight.

Wealth and immortality are lost in two.

Gold and stone are still hard to sell, and wind and frost have no permanent quality.

Afraid of the setting sun and the moon, I forcibly sing and drink.

Qiushuang did not hesitate to invade Puliu suddenly. "

Immediately, the sword light shot out, and the terrifying sword intent permeated the surrounding area, smashing all the monks who came.

Blood filled the air, as if it had dyed the sky and the earth red. With one move, ten Nascent Soul Daxiu were minced and spread all over the ground.

All of a sudden, many Nascent Soul cultivators hesitated to move forward, and some Nascent Soul cultivators fled directly, being scared out of their wits.

"Hahaha! Who can take my sword?" Li Qinglian laughed wildly with her sword, her peach eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Aren't you leaving yet? Do you want me to give you a ride?" Li Qinglian looked at the nascent soul monks who were still hesitating fiercely, and said coldly.

Quite a few Nascent Soul cultivators immediately changed countenance and fled away.

"Aren't you going?" Li Qinglian looked at the remaining twenty or so people, and asked with a light smile.

"Hmph, you don't need to pretend, we are not those wastes, you are probably out of fuel now, and you can be scared away? That's how it will be in this life." A picky man said in a muffled voice.

"Since you don't want to leave, then stay here! Qinglian Sword Song!"

Li Qinglian laughed loudly, turned into a sword light, uneasy slashed out 360 swords in one breath, and the sword light that hadn't dissipated formed a flourishing green lotus, which slowly bloomed.

As for the person who was blinded by greed, he had already turned into ashes and dissipated.

"If you don't leave, I don't mind a few more dead souls under the sword!" Li Qinglian glanced at the dense forest in the distance, and said coldly.

Immediately, the souls of the cultivators hiding in it burst forth, their faces turned pale, and they fled away in a hurry.

Feeling that the dangers around her were almost gone, Li Qinglian looked at the place where half a hundred Nascent Souls had fallen, and said with a big laugh, "A poem, a bucket of wine, a long song, and a sword to the end of the world!"

People watching the theater from a distance couldn't help shaking their heads. After this battle, this person might become famous.

After one battle against one hundred, they still won, and the vitality of human beings was severely injured. It is estimated that it will not be able to recover from the precipitation of 20 years.

"Cough cough..." Li Qinglian scattered the Qinglian sword formation, couldn't help but coughed twice, blood stains slowly flowed down the corner of her mouth, this time she barely used the Qinglian sword song, and her spiritual power was completely overdrawn.

It will definitely not recover in two or three months.

"Senior, are you alright?" Dongfang Huaizhu quickly supported Li Qinglian with concern in his eyes.

"Do you think I'm fine?" Li Qinglian couldn't help complaining, being supported by Dongfang Huaizhu.

"Sorry... Senior, I didn't mean it." Dongfang Huaizhu apologized repeatedly.

"Let's go quickly... If something happens, you and I will be in danger." Li Qinglian waved her hands, and said dumbfoundingly, "In the future, I don't want seniors to be tall and seniors to be short, as if I am very old. From now on, I will either call you Mr. or Just call me by my name."

"Brother Qinglian? Is it okay to call you that?" Dongfang Qinlan asked bouncingly.

"Of course." Li Qinglian nodded with a smile, wiped off the blood stains on the sword, held it in her arms, and evaded pursuit aimlessly.

Three or four months passed in the blink of an eye, and Li Qinglian's subordinates already had nearly a hundred innocent souls. After the first battle, there were still some people who did not believe in evil and provoked them. Walking on the street with Dongfang Qinlan and Dongfang Huaizhu, no one with eyes and no eyes came out to die.

Beheading hundreds of Nascent Soul stage monks in two months has already made these people terrified.

In the past few months of getting along, the relationship between the two parties, which was somewhat unfamiliar, has become extremely familiar. The four months of contact made Dongfang Huaizhu understand that Li Qinglian is quite easy-going, not like an old man with a strange temper.

Gradually, she became less restrained in front of Li Qinglian, and the balance in her heart could not help but tilt towards Li Qinglian, but she was too late to express her feelings, and Li Qinglian also pretended not to see it. The relationship between the monster race and the human race is still Dire situation.

Even the little girl Dongfang Qinlan was very anxious for the two of them. She still wanted to wait for Li Qinglian to become her brother-in-law so that she could pester him to learn swords.

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