Villain: I am not good at fighting.

Liu Muqing was so cautious, but she didn't expect that she would still trigger her Nascent Soul's back-up plan.

But all this was within her expectations and she did not lose her composure.

The secret technique that Qin Huang performed seemed to have cost him his life, and he completely broke free from the control of the Seven Divine Harp.

But he himself had also lost his mind, and his blood-red eyes only had Liu Muqing in them.

Kill kill kill kill kill kill!

Twenty-four magic flying swords were urgently gathered to form the Lingxiao Sword Formation. Some of the flying swords even had storage bags hanging on them.

Not bothering to clean up, the flying swords rushed towards Qin Huang. Four mid-grade flying swords pierced through his body, and the other seven nailed the vital points on his body.

The rest of the flying swords burst out with sword energy, like a giant spider web, strangling the prey in the cocoon.

However, Qin Huang didn't care, ignored the sword energy, ignored the pain, and only had Liu Muqing in his eyes.

The wounds cut by the sword healed quickly, and the long sword that pierced through the body was stuck in the bones, making a buzzing sound.

Light golden talismans appeared on Liu Muqing's body, and black armor covered her red clothes.

The top-grade magic weapon, the Cicada Wing Sword, in his hand followed the will of its master and slashed out a ray of icy sword energy that eclipsed the heavens and the earth.

The sword energy stretched for hundreds of feet, and a deep ravine appeared in Yikong City.

"empty?"

Liu Muqing looked forward in disbelief. In this situation, Qin Huang still had an instinctive reaction to the crisis?

There was no time to think about it, and the nearest magic flying swords turned around to defend.

The next moment, Qin Huang, covered in blood, appeared in front of Liu Muqing and punched out. Liu Muqing blocked it with her sword.

A huge force was transmitted from the sword, and Liu Muqing's palm felt numb and the Cicada Wing Sword almost slipped out of his hand. The whole person fell to the ground like a cannonball.

boom! boom! boom!

After smashing several buildings in succession, Qin Huang did not give the enemy a chance to breathe. He rushed forward again, shouting "Kill, kill, kill".

A hero appears!

In the eyes of all the foundation-building cultivators in the city, the Jindan elder who was originally standing in the air suddenly displayed his divine power and knocked the female devil down from the sky with one punch.

awesomeness!

"it is good!"

Some people cheered, some were eager to try, and some watched from the sidelines.

"He seems to be Qin Huang from the Exiled Immortal Mountain, Senior Brother Qin!"

"Now we should call him Uncle Qin, he is a Jindan strongman."

"Whether we can get our storage bag back depends on him."

The foundation-building monks were talking about it, and a small number of them took advantage of the chaos to leave this troubled place.

However, most of the immortal cultivators choose to wait and see. They not only want to retrieve the storage bag, but also want to eliminate demons and defend the way if conditions permit.

In the ruins, Liu Muqing was at a disadvantage, but she was not injured, just a little exhausted.

Looking at Qin Huang, whose strength and speed suddenly increased, Liu Muqing suddenly thought of the Holy Son of the Dragon.

Before she and Bian He investigated the Cambrian Kingdom, the Holy Son of the Dragon first encountered the exiled immortal Shan Longye.

The Devil's Mind-Seducing Technique controlled Wang Xiaoxiao, and the Dragon Saint, who had set up an ambush in advance, should have been sure of victory.

As a result, he was severely injured by Long Ye before his death, and had to sacrifice a large amount of mortal blood to refine the Qingdan to recover.

The method that Long Ye used in his counterattack before his death should be the secret technique that Qin Huang is using now.

Burn life, energy and blood in exchange for strength, ignore pain, heal injuries on your own, and have the instinct to avoid fatal attacks.

Greed flashed in Liu Muqing's eyes. Qin Huang's soul was protected by an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage, so it was not possible to search his soul.

We can only hope that he doesn’t have a storage bag. If not, we’ll have to cultivate the demon species from the Exiled Immortal Mountain.

"If the tiger doesn't show its might, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

After observing for a while and confirming that Qin Huang had no ability to release other spells, Liu Muqing blew the horn of counterattack.

The golden image of Bodhi appeared behind him. The Seven Sacred Harps played a deep and angry sound to bless him.

The feeling of being able to pull up mountains and overwhelming the world filled her again. Holding Nalan Ze's thunder hammer in her hand, she had no secret skills, but she had the help of a spiritual weapon that even the Yuanying stage monsters coveted.

Bang!

The Thunder Hammer collided head-on with Qin Huang, and the golden Bodhi image, along with Liu Muqing's real body, retreated three steps.

Qin Huang was knocked flying by the huge inertia and rushed backwards into the sky. Liu Muqing took the opportunity to organize the flying sword and soared straight up.

The talisman armor flashed, and Liu Muqing flew across the sky with his sword. The flying sword once again pierced Qin Huang's vital points, and the golden body stretched out four illusory arms.

Grasping the frantically struggling Qin Huang tightly, Liu Muqing's real body holding the cicada-wing sword went straight in and stabbed Qin Huang in the chest.

In an instant, the sky and the earth lost their color, and the Taixuan Dao essence flowed, with a cold aura that was even colder than the ten thousand year old black ice, flowing along the cicada wing sword and into Qin Huang's body.

The cold evil broke out and Qin Huang's body was quickly frozen, but the soul between his eyebrows burst out with strange energy again, protecting his soul.

"Humph, I want you to die today, how can I keep you alive until tomorrow!"

Thump…thump…thump thump thump!!!

Half of Liu Muqing's pupils suddenly became playful, with the emotional changes of a child, that was the anger of not having enough food to eat.

"Break it for me!"

The rapid sound of the Seven Divine Harp forced a slight break between Qin Huang's eyebrows, and Liu Muqing took the opportunity to let in a ray of cold evil.

Then, as he pulled back, he detonated the cold evil. A phantom burning with black blood rushed out from between Qin Huang's eyebrows, looking down at Liu Muqing angrily.

"If you dare to hurt me, the bloodline of the Qin family, I will chase you to the ends of the earth!"

"Hahahaha... Yuanying old monster, please turn around and take a look."

Liu Muqing circled Yikong City and left without looking back.

Qin Huang's body behind him was melting like ice and snow, and so was his soul.

The shadow burning with black blood let out an angry roar. Ten thousand meters away, thunder was rolling in the sky and was rushing towards Yikong City at a high speed.

In Yikong City, all the foundation-building monks were stunned and the situation took a turn for the worse.

Qin Huang, who had the upper hand just now, suddenly fell, his face full of disappointment of having his dream shattered.

How can it be……

Qin Huang is the pride of our Daoxuan Sect, and his fighting power is unparalleled among his peers. How could he die like this?

Who exactly is that witch from the Hehuan Sect? Wasn’t there a ceasefire during the beast tide?

How could there be a demon who came to Daoxuan Sect specifically to kill people?

"Who is it?"

A roar came from far away in the sky. As soon as the sound arrived, a person teleported over. It was the ancestor of the Qin family who was exiled to the Immortal Mountain - Qin Zhan.

The Nascent Soul is a body-refining man with a bearded appearance. He is wearing black armor, has large nostrils, and his facial features are somewhat similar to Qin Huang.

There was black and red blood burning on his body, and it was obvious that he had used a secret method to get here. The void around him was distorted and there were strong fluctuations of spiritual energy.

Qin Zhan came to the sky where Qin Huang had disappeared, took out talismans one after another, and performed one spell after another.

There was no way to restore Qin Huang's soul. He was dead and gone, and the thieves left no room for him.

Qin Zhan's body heaved violently, his rage was hard to suppress, the pressure of his Nascent Soul burst out, Yikong City trembled violently, and there was a tendency for it to fall.

"Senior Qin, I am Tao Qi from Mo Ya Mountain and the current deacon of Yikong City."

The silver-haired old man who had escaped earlier appeared not far behind Qin Zhan.

"You were the one who sent the message just now?"

"It's this junior!"

"Do you know who that person is?"

Qin Zhan didn't look up, his tone was unusually calm. The silver-haired old man knew that this was a sign of the coming storm.

"That person has never revealed his name, but I have already guessed it!"