Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Li Ying held the hilt of the sword with her jade hand, watching their movements quietly, letting them slowly surround the three layers.

Her bright eyes sparkled like cold stars, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth.

She was kind enough, but they still wanted to die. It can only be said that they deserved it, and they couldn't blame themselves!

The round-faced middle-aged man smiled and said, "Young Master Li, our swordsmanship is derived from the Samsara Sword Formation of the Impermanence Sword Sect. It is quite powerful. Please appreciate it, Young Master Li."

Li Ying was too lazy to talk nonsense.

She knew that the round-faced middle-aged man's intention was to eliminate her killing intent and reduce her vigilance at the same time.

Once her vigilance was reduced, her killing intent was reduced again, and the power of her swordsmanship was greatly reduced.

In a fight, a little difference in power is enough to decide life and death, not to mention a big difference in power.

The round-faced middle-aged man smiled and said, "Please stop!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword light suddenly increased, and long swords stabbed out. The sword lights merged with each other and merged into one, forming three halos.

These three halos were as thick as a sword, like a platinum-cast ring.

Their diameters were one meter, two meters and three meters respectively. The inner and outer halos echoed each other. When one approached, the other two were also approaching.

The innermost halo retreated without waiting to confront Li Ying.

This halo was a trick.

Then the second halo came, and it retreated again without touching, still a trick.

The third halo followed.

Li Ying had a hint of irony at the corner of her mouth.

She was at a higher level and had a deeper level of swordsmanship. She could see their dazzling swordsmanship clearly.

"Shh!"

With a light whistle, the long sword in her hand had pierced into the heart of the round-faced middle-aged man.

The round-faced middle-aged man stared with his eyes wide open in astonishment, unable to believe that Li Ying was so cruel and ruthless that she actually used him as a breakthrough point.

The sword eye of this reincarnation sword formation was indeed on him.

He had been eliminating Li Ying's hostility, showing friendliness was the need of the sword formation, and protecting the sword formation from being broken.

According to human nature, people often feel friendly or even a little grateful to enemies who show kindness, especially a group of powerful enemies.

Under this instinct, they would hardly be ruthless to him first. Once the sword formation was fully unfolded, it would be like a river flowing endlessly. Even if they wanted to be ruthless to him, it would be too late and they would be too busy to take care of themselves.

The round-faced middle-aged man was stabbed in the heart, and the sword formation suddenly stopped, and the three halos suddenly broke apart.

They were shocked and angry. The long swords could not form a formation, so they split into different directions and stabbed Li Ying, hoping to kill with one sword.

Li Ying still had time to shake her head, with pity on her face.

These guys were here to die, to test their strength, to see how strong their swordsmanship was, and how serious their injuries were.

She had to act ruthless and powerful to make them believe that she was just holding on, to intimidate them, but in fact she was weak.

"Buzz..." The sword light suddenly surged, wrapping her up, like thousands of pear blossoms falling towards her.

Eleven middle-aged men were stabbed by the sword light, some holding their throats, and some holding their chests.

They all had the same expression: unbelievable.

They had never thought that there would be such an amazing swordsmanship in the world, so fast that they could not see anything clearly, but had already been stabbed.

Li Ying watched them fall to the ground calmly, blood gushing out and seeping into the ground.

She glanced at the round-faced middle-aged man, who had not yet died, and was still staring at her.

She smiled at the round-faced middle-aged man embarrassedly: "It seems that I was a little heavy, please forgive me, you can go down together, you won't be alone."

"You..." The round-faced middle-aged man gritted his teeth.

As a grandmaster, even if his heart stopped beating, his Qi could still keep running, unlike the other five grandmasters, who were directly attacked by Qi into their brains and died.

Li Ying restrained her smile and said lightly: "You are too clever, do you really think you will win?"

"Hehe..." The round-faced middle-aged man suddenly laughed.

Li Ying looked at him calmly.

"Hehehe..." The round-faced middle-aged man laughed more and more, and the blood in his heart could not be suppressed and kept gushing out.

Li Ying judged that after a few more breaths, he would almost faint, and then slide into the abyss of death.

It doesn't matter if the heartbeat stops, the Qi can stimulate the circulation of blood and continue to nourish the internal organs, and no matter how powerful the Qi is, it will be useless without blood in the body.

The round-faced middle-aged man also felt the weakness and coldness of his body, and the darkness was surging, approaching him to devour him.

"Haha..."

He knew he was going to die, and laughed more and more, from laughing to laughing loudly.

"Do you think they will avenge you?" Li Ying's lips curled up slightly: "Actually, this is a trap."

"What trap?" The round-faced middle-aged man's laughter stopped abruptly.

Li Ying said: "What do you think?"

"... Impossible!" The round-faced middle-aged man stared at her.

Li Ying chuckled.

The round-faced middle-aged man's face became extremely ugly.

Originally, he was just bloodless, but now he was ugly from the inside out, as if he had swallowed something unpalatable and unspeakable.

Li Ying said: "Do you think I'm injured?"

"You pretend to be injured?" The round-faced middle-aged gritted his teeth.

Li Ying nodded gently: "If you don't pretend to be injured, how could you come here to die? So your death is not unjust, and there will be more people going down to accompany you."

"You...you are going to die too!" The round-faced middle-aged gritted his teeth and said: "You can't escape."

"With your three-legged swordsmanship, you still want to kill me?" Li Ying shook her head.

She wanted to find out who was going to kill her.

This round-faced middle-aged man is obviously the vanguard, testing the waters, and there will be more powerful attacks later.

Is it the Impermanence Sword Sect?

If we infer normally, it should be the Impermanence Sword Sect, after all, the sword formation they use is derived from the Samsara Sword Formation of the Impermanence Sword Sect.

The Samsara Sword Formation is the secret of the Impermanence Sword Sect, and other sects cannot get a glimpse of its wonders. Only the masters of the vassal sects can appreciate its wonders up close.

Therefore, they are likely to be masters of the vassal sects of the Impermanence Sword Sect, and they can do whatever they want in normal times.

It just happened to lead the charge for the Impermanence Sword Sect to test their own strengths and weaknesses.

But worldly affairs cannot be inferred so easily.

It is often unexpected, so we must be careful.

"Hehe..." The round-faced middle-aged man laughed again and shook his head: "It doesn't matter whether you are injured or not."

"Impermanence Sword Sect?" Li Ying said.

The round-faced middle-aged man showed a strange smile, and then his eyes quickly went out, and he had already died.

Li Ying frowned. It was not the Wuchang Sword Sect.

She turned her head and looked in the direction of Daqian.

I don't know what Fakong is doing now. If he is here, he will see it at a glance, and there is no need to guess it.

If it is not the Wuchang Sword Sect, then it is the Wuji Sect, the Broken Star Sword Sect, or the Hanyue Fist Sect?

Or other strange sects?

She was filled with excitement and wanted to know who the next wave of enemies would be.

She shook the long sword lightly, and the blood flew out. The sword body returned to its bright and clean state and gently returned to the sheath.

She left lightly without paying attention to the corpses.

She knew that someone would collect their bodies and bury them in peace.

Fakong's eyes fell on her and saw six old men a mile away from her. They looked haggard, like six pieces of wood.

He looked calm and shook his head lightly.

It was not easy to pass the level of these six old men. Even if Li Ying won, it would be a miserable victory. Her difficulties had just begun.

However, Li Ying's swordsmanship improved again.

If this continues, will he really catch up with me?

The martial arts wisdom contained in the demon relic is indeed amazing.