"Tian Pingzhi, who exactly is this man..." Qing Yu frowned in thought.
Tian Pingzhi had hidden himself very well. Although Qing Yu could perceive that there was sothing different about him, he couldn’t pinpoint where the familiar feeling ca from.
"Hmm!" Suddenly, Qing Yu reached out and caught a hidden weapon flying from a hidden spot, "There are enemies!"
Qing Yu slightly frowned and shut off his hearing which, while it greatly increased his eyesight, surpassed the past, it did affect his perception sowhat. If it were before, with Qing Yu’s perception almost comparable to that of the Divine Origin Realm, he would have detected the enemy approaching much earlier.
"Ah?" The Pharmacist was startled by the sudden change of events.
Under the dim twilight sun, several black-clothed n leaped out from shadows, and a torrent of hidden weapons assailed Qing Yu.
"They’re focusing on and not attacking the Pharmacist, interesting!"
The sky full of hidden weapons seed to cover even the light of the setting sun, giving off an appearance as if death was imminent. However, even in such a mont, Qing Yu still had the leisure to observe the attacker’s situation and the Pharmacist’s condition.
"The Pharmacist’s expression doesn’t seem fake; he must not have betrayed ." Qing Yu trusted his Void Eye— the shock and fear of danger on the Pharmacist’s face were not feigned.
Then there were the attackers; with a glance, Qing Yu took in the situation around him. Six attackers, by their aura, were all around the Innate Second and Third Layer, within his ability to handle. All of them wore black, their faces covered, their heads enveloped, revealing only several pairs of eyes flickering with a cold murderous intent. They all wielded short knives, which was sowhat unusual.
In an instant, Qing Yu understood all he needed to know with his Void Eye. Closing his hearing to cultivate had indeed paid off.
At that mont, the hidden weapons arrived, striking Qing Yu who stood unmoving.
"My lord..." The Pharmacist cried out in alarm.
"There’s no need to worry." Instead of the expected sound of tearing flesh, Qing Yu’s calm voice was heard.
"This..." The Pharmacist watched in amazent as the hidden weapons lost their force before hitting Qing Yu, falling powerlessly to the ground. The crisp clinking sound was that of iron hidden weapons hitting each other on the ground.
The Pharmacist was close enough to see the transparent Qi Force flowing over Qing Yu’s body, which was the protective "Innate Gang Qi."
"Such attacks cannot harm ." Qing Yu dusted off his sleeves lightly and smiled lightly.
The enemy was only six but had launched so many hidden weapons. Thus, the force behind them was certainly inadequate, a strategy of winning by numbers. Such feeble hidden weapons couldn’t even breach Qing Yu’s protective "Innate Gang Qi."
Therefore, Qing Yu simply didn’t bother dodging, allowing the rain of hidden weapons to fall around him, his True Qi consumption was significant, but under the "Qi Dual Flow," it was only a matter of breaths before recovery.
"Ho, quite brave..."
The six black-clothed attackers were shaken by Qing Yu’s domineering display but still charged towards him fearlessly.
However, due to Qing Yu’s terrifying strength, they switched their primary target to the Pharmacist. Four aid at Qing Yu, and two reached out to the Pharmacist, their gestures suggesting they intended to capture rather than harm.
Unfortunately for them, such tactics were entirely ineffective against Qing Yu.
His figure vanished in a flash and reappeared in front of the Pharmacist. With Dual Swords sweeping horizontally and their exceedingly fast speed, the two black-clothed n lost their lives in an instant.
Against Qing Yu’s incredible speed, those weaker stood no chance in controlling their own lives.
"Oh, there are still others..." Qing Yu had intended to take the remaining four’s lives, but just before he made his move, a shadow flickered at the edge of his vision. The shadow’s stealth and speed were remarkable, but could not avoid the detection of the Void Eye.
Qing Yu’s form shifted, his sword intercepting the short knife of the side-approaching shadow. This latecor was no weakling; the short knife glead with a cold light, slashing out like shooting stars.
Qing Yu easily blocked them. This speed still posed no threat to him. In Qing Yu’s eyes, there was no fundantal difference between this man and the two black-clothed n who had just perished—they could all be dispatched with a single sword strike.
For a speedster, those weaker than them had no capacity to resist.
Just as Qing Yu was about to end his life, the other four black-clothed n foolishly made their move, trying to grab the Pharmacist.
Seeking death.
With a cold snort, Qing Yu manifested four illusions, "Light Transformation."
The four illusions seed real, blocking the assault of the four. However, the "Light Transformation" was ultimately just a Qinggong combining speed and Illusion Technique—it couldn’t truly create four clones.
Having to block the stronger black-clothed man while also stopping four others, Qing Yu could only use his speed to create a deadlock, unable to kill any of them.
For a ti, Qing Yu appeared to know Clone Technique, with two of him appearing simultaneously on either side of the Pharmacist, preventing the five black-clothed n from stepping over the line.
The stronger black-clothed man on the left seed to say sothing. His face was covered, so Qing Yu couldn’t lip-read what was said.
However, from the dispersing posture of the four black-clothed n, one could guess that he signaled them to split up and attack. Obviously, he realized that Qing Yu’s capability of maintaining two miraculous "clones" was already at its limit—he could not produce a third.
However, the mont they dispersed, their assault weakened, and Qing Yu, now with a little surplus energy, seized the Pharmacist’s shoulder and directly broke out of their encirclent.
Planting his Dual Swords into the ground, Qing Yu’s hands ford a seal, resembling Taiji.
"Qi Dual Flow·Yin Yang Hand Seal."
Countless hand seals shot out from his palms, like the previous sky-covering rain of hidden weapons, only now the positions were reversed.
Among the five black-clothed n, only the strongest one evaded this strike. The rest were struck by this technique from the Yin Yang Family, thrown up into the air, continuously hit by the True Qi hand seals, and flung like rag dolls three ters away, stirring up dust as they landed.
Now there was only one black-clothed man left. Qing Yu didn’t know if he was scared enough to cry out, but from his exposed eyes, one could see the fear that penetrated deep into his bones.
With a "Bang—"
The black-clothed man dropped a smoke bomb, the green smoke billowing out with a color that signified poison.
The toxic smoke was too damaging to the eyes. Although Qing Yu was not afraid of the poison, he dared not rush in. Raising his hand, he used the "Ten Thousand Leaves Flying Flower Flow" to whirl up a breeze and dispersed the toxic smoke. By this ti, the black-clothed man had already run far.
Likely wary of Qing Yu’s speed, the black-clothed man sprinted to the Luoshui River running through Linchuan Prefecture, and without hesitation, plunged into the water.
Seeing this, Qing Yu could only drop the idea of further pursuit.
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