From the Legend of the White Snake, I began to cultivate
23 The courage to draw his sword!

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"They were all killed by me."

Xu Xian stood with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face.

There was no trace of fear or guilt in his words, nor was there any hint of flaunting or provocation.

It was as if he was telling a very ordinary story.

Murong Ziying couldn't understand his confident attitude.

He was shocked at first, but then he frowned slightly.

He really didn't expect Xu Xian to admit it so straightforwardly.

Was it a clear conscience, or was it fearless?

"Fellow Daoist's honesty is truly admirable. However, this place is Kunlun. You killed my Qionghua Sect's disciples in Qionghua's territory. Do you think that there is no one in Qionghua?”

There was some anger in his words.

He thought Xu Xian was underestimating him and Qiong Hua.

Xu Xian shook his head and looked at the mountains in the distance.

Amidst the clouds and mist, pavilions and pavilions were faintly visible, like a celestial palace.

It was where the Qionghua Sect was located.

" The eight sects of Kunlun are all immortal sects and are famous. Qiong Hua is the leader of the eight sects. I, Xu Xian, am just a scholar who was lucky enough to enter the cultivation world. How dare I look down on such immortal sects?”

"It's just that I didn't expect that Qiong Hua's disciples were not good enough. They actually raised some people who were blinded by greed. When your fellow disciples saw me comprehending the sword here, they wanted to kill me and snatch my treasure. Their deaths were all their own fault. They can't blame me.”

Xu Xian said calmly.

Murong Ziying saw that he had an extraordinary bearing and was surrounded by righteousness. He really didn't look like an evil person.

He had heard about the few missing disciples on a daily basis. Their conduct was indeed not too good.

What Xu Xian said was most likely true.

Murong Ziying frowned slightly. After thinking for a moment, he said,"" What you said is just a one-sided statement. Even if those people are wrong, they are still my disciples. If they do evil, they will be punished according to the rules of the sect. Your actions are too presumptuous. Where will my face be?”

"How about this, my fellow cultivator, please follow me back to Qiong Hua. I, Qiong Hua's elders, will find out the truth about this matter. If Qiong Hua was really at fault first, we will apologize. But if you kill our disciples for no reason, you will have to pay the corresponding price.”

Murong Ziying thought this was the best solution.

But Xu Xian laughed.

His eyes revealed a look of contempt.

He turned around and said lightly," I told you this just now just to be reasonable, not to be afraid of Qiong Hua." You Qionghua Sect disciples tried to kill me and steal my treasure first, and now you want me to be judged by you. Isn't that ridiculous? The Qionghua Sect wants face, but I, Xu Xian, don't want face?”

As he said that, his voice turned colder.

The vast sword qi surrounded his body, and the sword wind whistled like a raging wave as it swept over.

"If I want to leave, do you think you can stop me?”

Then, he took a step forward and approached Murong Ziying!

Boom!

With this step, thunder exploded.

The vast Sword Qi surged, and pure Dharmic powers and True Yuan poured out, turning into sword shadows that filled the sky.

The vast sword qi swept across the sky, causing the world to lose its color!

"So strong!"

Murong Ziying's expression changed slightly. He couldn't help but take a step back under the pressure of this aura.

A terrifying pressure enveloped his entire body.

It made him feel as if he was carrying the weight of the Cang Mountains.

The airflow around him became sharp and piercing, making it difficult for him to breathe. It was as if every breath he took was pierced by swords and knives.

The strength of the other party's sword qi far exceeded his imagination!

Murong Ziying subconsciously urged his magic power. The sword box on his back buzzed as he was about to release the flying sword.

However, at this moment.

He saw a purple bolt of lightning break through the sky amidst the sword shadows.

It was an extremely thin purple lightning sword.

It spat out lightning and emitted a destructive aura.

Its speed was so fast that it was difficult to see with the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, it had already flown to three inches above his head. Lightning flashed, and a destructive sword intent was transmitted over from afar, as if it was piercing straight into his soul.

It actually made him tremble in fear!

The sword case on his back slowly quieted down.

Murong Ziying's face was pale. He looked at the lightning sword hovering above his head and his body froze.

He knew very well that once his flying sword was unsheathed, this terrifying lightning sword would pierce through his head.

The power of heavenly lightning contained within it was enough to destroy his body and soul!

The strength of the other party's magic power and the sharpness of his sword technique had far exceeded his imagination.

If such a person wanted to leave, he really couldn't stop him.

Forcefully exchanging blows would only be courting death.

At this time, Xu Xian had already walked up to him. He paused for a moment and then brushed past him.

"Let's end today's matter here.”

As soon as he finished speaking.

The sword light that filled the sky disappeared without a trace, and the terrifying lightning sword also flew away.

The pressure on Murong Ziying's body suddenly lightened. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. When he came back to his senses, his back was already covered in cold sweat.

He turned around and looked at the disappearing figure. In the end, he did not chase after her.

However, he clenched his fists slightly under his sleeves.

"I am proud of my outstanding talent and look down on the current generation, but I am not the number one prodigy of Qiong Hua. Even among the eight sects of Kunlun, I am still outstanding. "However, today, I realized that I'm still far from being a true top prodigy!”

He sighed.

Murong Ziying turned around and flew up on his sword.

"Xu Xian, we will meet again. At that time, I won't be like today, not even having the courage to draw my sword!”

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