The earth-shattering Sword Qi burst in front made the old man instantly alert.
His face, previously showing a thin sneer and scorn, imdiately transford into a kind and gentle smile, as if basking in the spring breeze.
"Damn it, why are all these lunatics from Swordmaster Peak the sa!"
"You dare to haggle with this old man, huh? Not even a fart before you start fighting, no wonder people from Swordmaster Peak are avoided by everyone."
"Damn it, even a dog passing by the roadside would probably get kicked by you people from Swordmaster Peak!"
His face smiled genteelly, but his heart was already cursing furiously.
If he were younger, he would definitely have fought this young lady to prove who was superior. If you want to fight, then let’s fight, as today, only one will leave Qingshui County alive, but the problem is...
He glanced subconsciously at Yan Yurou, who was unconscious on the ground.
If a real fight broke out, he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to protect this young girl. His Taixu Taoist Skill could shrink distances imnsely, taking a few people away wouldn’t be a problem, but could he really outrun this madwoman’s Sword Qi?
He noticed the Sword Qi from her casually handling the sword just now stretched a hundred feet.
The grip on his walking stick gradually loosened; calming down and thinking it over, he really should avoid any conflict with this madwoman. He looked down at his dragon-headed staff, its horn trimd short, and felt a pang of pain in his heart.
Damn it, this is an Earth-rank Magical Treasure! He had no doubt that if he hadn’t drawn back in ti, he might have been split in half along with his staff.
Cultivation equals strength, realm represents level, this statent applies in most cases, but so people are exceptions, especially this young girl.
If he rembered correctly, this young lady had slain three Great Demons when she had just congealed her Nascent Soul, judging by their status they were all master-level Divinity Transformation practitioners. Now, decades later, who knows what her drawing the sword would look like.
"If that’s the case, we won’t intrude any longer."
With a smirk, his ingenuously insincere expression made people feel sowhat physically unwell. Since neither of them could decide a victor now, it was up to their disciples to determine.
He was confident that the disciple he trained wouldn’t be inferior to anyone.
Tapping his walking stick on the ground, he was just about to take Yan Yurou and leave temporarily, but unexpectedly...
Behind him, the sword’s edge beca increasingly fierce, and the next mont, the longsword would shoot out!
Raising the sword guard, gripping the hilt, his indifferent expression now seed sowhat grim. The old man had no doubt that if he continued to use his Escape Technique, this woman would not hesitate to strike him with a sword!
"What do you an."
Lan Tianyong’s voice changed.
Aged and robust, equally sharp, wary but not fearful, he didn’t want to start a direct conflict not because he was scared of this madwoman but for the safety of his future disciple.
If she really wanted to make a scene, he wouldn’t mind dealing with this crazily young woman, but unexpectedly...
"First you insult my sect, then my ancestors, even accusing of betraying my own masters. If I let you go just like that, I might not be able to sleep peacefully for years."
Her tone was flat, but anyone could see the hidden madness in Liu Tangxi’s eyes, making Lan Tianyu roll his eyes. Indeed, it’s said that nothing is more difficult to endure than dealing with gentlen and ladies.
Usually, when he and those male cultivators cursed each other, nobody would fuss over such things, but today it’s a young lady.
Thus, he said impatiently, "What do you want then?"
"An apology in person to and my sect."
This request wasn’t too excessive, but Lan Tianyu’s expression imdiately fell. After fighting with Purple Cloud Palace for hundreds of years, he should apologize?
"Impossible!"
No more words were wasted.
The longsword slowly drew from its sheath, at a very slow pace. Logically, Lan Tianyong could have taken Yan Yurou and fled the scene during this ti, but for so reason, the old man just stood there, not moving a muscle.
As if enchanted, he stared at the longsword being drawn by the woman.
The action beca slower and slower, each inch drawn seed exceptionally difficult, this ti would have been enough for the old man to escape beyond half the mountain, but the text on the sword’s body sent shivers down his spine.
It read "Tangxi."
"Hold on! Let’s talk!"
He shouted.
But Liu Tangxi actually stopped the action of drawing her sword, the aura unyielding, even from more than ten ters away, one could feel the twisted sword light surrounding her!
Once drawn, it would an death or injury.
Staring intensely at the woman’s face, as if trying to see so flaw, but unfortunately...
Her face only displayed confidence and indifference.
"How is this possible, this sword isn’t Swordmaster Peak’s inherited Cheng Ying?"
Sowhat in disbelief, he hadn’t expected Liu Tangxi to have forged such a "Tangxi" sword with her Essence Blood as food, essence as body, and na as soul, this indicated only one thing.
The girl in front of him, nearly six hundred years his junior, was almost touching his own realm.
"Do you people from Swordmaster Peak always act without considering consequences? Could it be you want to start an all-out war with Taixu Sect? If so, your Purple Cloud Palace wants to stand against the entire world!"
He shouted sternly, trying to continue using "justice" for moral coercion, but Liu Tangxi didn’t et the old man’s eyes, her gaze seed a bit vacant, which made Lan Tianyong involuntarily smile.
Just a sentence scared her, indeed, old ginger is still more pungent...
"Lan is overreacting. You pursued my young lady in Qingshui County and started this, I only defended myself. If people ca to learn of this, perhaps the entire Taixu Sect wouldn’t be able to hold their heads high in the Cultivation World."
"You damn it!"
His beard quivering in anger, he raised a finger at Liu Tangxi, unable to utter a single word. How could this woman be even better at framing than he was? Liu Jian had always been upright and imposing; how did his disciple turn out like this?
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