A King of Clouds Falling from the Sky

"Qin Xian! I didn't expect that you actually found him!"

Murong Chen yelled loudly, causing everyone to be shocked at the same time. He looked at the weak man in the yard in disbelief. Qin Xian frowned and stood up slowly. What Lu Jianli was about to say just now blocked behind him.

"Sect Master Murong."

With a wave of Qin Xian's hand, the disguise on his face was wiped off, and the aura on his body also changed drastically. Instead of being vacuous and unstable, he now had a layer of cold and stern coercion, which was not much compared to the imposing Murong Chen. Panicked, but once again almost shocked everyone present out of their eyes.

Lu Jianli rolled his eyes, his face changed drastically, and he suddenly pointed at Qin Xian with a shocked look, as if seeing him for the first time.

"Xiao Xian, why do you look like this?! Aren't you the luthier of Zuiyue Tower?"

The corners of Qin Xian's eyes hidden under the white silk twitched imperceptibly, and he turned his head coldly, ignoring Lu Jianli. This scene fell into the eyes of others, which naturally caused another misunderstanding.

The Great Elder Fan Jian gave Lu Jianli a look of resentment, feeling annoyed and blaming himself, he only went to the back mountain to search for Qin Xian's trace, who would have thought that this person would lurk here again with a different identity Within the Tianyi Sword Sect, if the suzerain hadn't found out, all of them would still be kept in the dark.

He gestured to Lu Jianli with his eyes to tell him to leave the man's side quickly, but Lu Jianli, who used to be clever in the past, seemed to be frightened, and stood there motionless. The elder was so anxious, but Not daring to be impulsive, at this moment, Murong Chen spoke again.

"Qin Xian, I know why you sneaked into my Tianyi Sword Sect over and over again, but the kid from back then is dead! Today, I will put you here and avenge those three thousand Taihua heroic spirits." avenge!"

"died?"

Qin Xian sneered, and with his hands like lightning, he grabbed Lu Jianli, who was stunned aside, and grabbed his throat with one hand. Few people's faces were pale, but Lu Jianli was even paler, his little face was at a loss.

"Then who is he?"

Qin Xian clasped Lu Jianli's neck, felt the throbbing pulse from the warm skin, and involuntarily rubbed it, Lu Jianli's face changed slightly, he lowered his head slightly, and bit his lip firmly, The body began to tremble slightly.

Nima... I can't hold it anymore... I really want to laugh...

After seeing this scene, the Great Elder and the others became even more angry, and felt that Lu Jianli was too disappointing. Bai You had a whole body of cultivation, but he was so cowardly!When I met Qin Xian, I could only tremble, and didn't even dare to fight back!

Murong Chen's eyes changed slightly, he took a deep look at Qin Xian, and said in a deep voice: "He is just a wild child I picked up."

You are a wild child, and your whole family is a wild child!

Lu Jianli rubbed his teeth secretly, he still has an older brother!How did you become a wild child!

Just as Qin Xian was about to say something, a strong sense of crisis suddenly appeared behind him, and a sword edge gleaming with cold light quietly appeared behind him and Lu Jianli, and then went straight to his vitals at a tricky and strange angle And then, the blade cut through the air and made a sharp sound, and at the same time, a tyrannical sword energy was emitted.

That kind of sharpness and power can only be possessed by advanced sword cultivators. Qin Xian didn't dare to hold the sword, so he pushed Lu Jianli away and dodged to one side, and then Lu Jianli was immediately caught by someone. He stopped, retreated violently, and left Qin Xian's position.

The whole process was as fast as lightning, and when Lu Jianli realized it, he had already been taken away from the reach of Qin Xian and Murong Chen. When he turned his head, he saw Fan Jian covering his face with a cold face. Next to him, he slapped him hard on the back of the head.

"Look at how promising you are! You'll be shivering when something happens!"

Lu Jianli didn't catch his breath and was almost beaten to death by him, but after hearing Elder Fan Jian's words, he was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips, and honestly hid behind him with his neck curled up and his head in his arms. , dare not say a word.

When Lu Jianli was taken away, Qin Xian was not in a hurry, but turned his head to Murong Chen instead.

"I didn't do what happened back then." Qin Xian said in a deep voice.

However, Murong Chen didn't care about his words at all. He saw that Lu Jianli had escaped from Qin Xian's control, his body was agitated, his sword trembled slightly, and he kept making low beeps.

"I saw this with my own eyes. You don't want to deny it. Now, it's time for you to go underground and apologize to your master and the others!"

Qin Xian's brows slowly tightened. He didn't expect that Murong Chen really didn't listen to his explanation. At this moment, a clear and clear phoenix cry sounded, and Qin Xian's face changed slightly. Murong Chen had already rushed over, and the sword sharpened La was merciless, and the surging sword energy forced everyone around him to retreat, leaving only him and Qin Xian to fight together.

The strength of the two people is too strong, one is a great power at the peak of the god transformation state, and the other is a half-step god transformation genius. He hid from afar and watched, not daring to approach, for fear that the two forces would drag him into it.

Although Murong Chen healed all his hidden wounds during the retreat period, he didn't dare to push Qin Xian too hard. He thought that Qin Xian's peerless talent from ten years ago would be enough for him even if he didn't transform into a god at this time. It posed enough threats to the cultivators in the stage of transformation, but after making a move, he found that although Qin Xian's moves were extraordinary, they lacked stamina, as if he hadn't exerted his full strength.

He suddenly remembered what the Great Elder reported to him just now. Ten days ago, Qin Xian fled from the Tianyi Sword Sect to the back mountain in a hurry, and did not fight with the people present, as if he had suffered some secret injuries. After chasing all the way, he did find the blood left by this person. Murong Chen turned his mind slightly, and took a deep look at Qin Xian's eyes that had been tightly closed all the time, and had a little guess in his heart.

He jumped up and threw his sword towards Qin Xian's side ribs. With a wave of Qin Xian's hand, a wall of light was born out of thin air. Taking a step forward, he thought that this attack was just Murong Chen's feint, but at this moment, a powerful and terrifying sword intent condensed out from the tip of the Golden Feather Phoenix Sword, and the blade twisted strangely. Turning around, he stabbed Qin Xian's lower abdomen at an absolutely impossible angle.

Because the sword was coming too fast and too hard, Qin Xian couldn't dodge it, so he raised his hand to hold Chang Tian, ​​and in an instant there was a sharp friction sound, and Chang Tian and the golden feather Fengming sword collided fiercely At the same time, although Chang Tian managed to block Jin Yu Fengming's sword body, a golden sword energy landed directly on Qin Xian's waist, and seeing his face turn pale, he slapped forward with his left hand After forcing Murong Chen away, he kept retreating, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Lu Jianli in the distance clenched his fists after seeing this scene, the blood vessels under his arms were slightly raised, but he stood there without moving.

"You are indeed injured."

Murong Chen looked at Qin Xian with complicated eyes. Up to this moment, Qin Xian still hadn't opened his eyes. The blow just now made him feel that Qin Xian didn't have much power in his body. It seemed that most of his spirit had been emptied. He was so strong that he couldn't even catch his sword that didn't use his full strength. It was completely different from the feeling he had when fighting him in the Hall of Pure Heart a few days ago.

Murong Chen didn't know that the previous time was just Qin Xian's struggle, he only thought that his strength was comparable to his own at that time, so he became more and more surprised and uncertain about his performance today.

Qin Xian coughed, wiped the blood from his lips with the back of his hand, and chose not to answer Murong Chen's question

"Why don't you open your eyes?" Murong Chen stared at Qin Xian and asked in a deep voice.

Qin Xian still didn't speak, he held Chang Tian with his backhand, only heard a clear sword cry, countless sword shadows appeared around Murong Chen one after another, Murong Chen took a look at those sword shadows, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth , the footsteps appeared behind Qin Xian in an instant, raising his hand was a sword, Qin Xian's face was condensed, he did not want to fight close to him, his figure retreated violently, and the sword shadows flying towards Murong Chen like a rainstorm .

However, Murong Chen seemed to have made up his mind not to let him distance himself. His sword energy swept across, destroying the sword shadows in the sword array, following Qin Xian's side like gangrene, and the sword energy became stronger every time he struck. One point, originally he was more than a step above Qin Xian's cultivation level, and now he was forcing Qin Xian to lose again and again, he was not his opponent at all.

The two didn't fight for a long time, Murong Chen found the right moment, and while Qin Xian dodged his sword, he slapped Qin Xian's chest with his palm. Blood spurted out, and he knelt on the ground with a plop.

Murong Chen didn't expect that Qin Xian, who had easily received his full-strength sword last time, would be so easy to deal with this time. His long sword was turned around Qin Xian's neck, and at the same time, he pointed at him. Consciousness quickly swept across his body, only to see that the spiritual power in this person's body was thin, and his sword energy was still flowing through his meridians, constantly causing new injuries, there was no possibility of camouflage at all.

Qin Xian took a few rough breaths, and Murong Chen raised his hand to seal his cultivation, and used several spiritual locks to lock the vital gates where the spiritual power was circulating on his body, and he no longer had the strength to resist.

"Take him to the ice prison and keep him under strict watch, no one is allowed to approach him!"

After capturing Qin Xian, Murong Chen's expression softened a lot, and the elders came over one after another when they saw that the victory had been decided. Among them was Lu Jianli, but he kept his head down and couldn't see his expression clearly.

The people of Tianyi Sword Sect quickly took Qin Xian away according to Murong Chen's instructions and locked him in the ice prison. Murong Chen watched their backs disappear into his sight, his eyes flickered , I don't know what he was thinking, after a while, he came back to his senses and glanced at Lu Jianli who was still standing aside, hesitating to speak, and sighed.

"I know you have a lot to ask me, this is not a place to talk, come to Qingxin Hall to find me tonight."

Lu Jianli seemed to be a little shocked, he was startled for a moment, and then realized the meaning of Murong Chen's words, he nodded blankly, Murong Chen stopped talking nonsense with him, and disappeared into Danyang Palace in a flash.

Lu Jianli looked up at the Danyang Palace that had become a mess. After all the crowd had disappeared, the place returned to silence, and he was the only one left.

He sat on the ground somewhat exhausted, hugging his legs and burying his face in his knees, his whole body seemed a little sluggish. After a while, San Pang walked over slowly and hugged him, only to see Lu Jian Li patted San Pang's head, without saying anything, San Pang shook his head, and leaped, although his movements were a bit clumsy, he quickly turned into an afterimage and moved towards those who took Qin Xian away. The direction the person left jumped up.