Inside a magnificent room in the Blood-Edge Sect's branch.
Chapter Leader Wan Liangpeng was hugging a woman and was touching her up and down.
The door of the room was suddenly pushed open.
Wan Liangpeng frowned and was about to flare up.
A disciple of the Bloody Blade Sect hurriedly ran in and shouted.
"Chapter Leader, Chapter Leader, bad news! Someone has barged into our Bloody Blade Sect!"
"He has already killed many of our disciples!”
Wan Liangpeng snorted coldly, and the aura of the Connate Realm slightly erupted.
"Humph! What am I panicking about?"
"How many people are there?"
The disciple's legs went weak as he replied shakily.
"Three, three people, two young men and an old servant. The one who attacked was one of the young men.”
After Wan Liangpeng heard this, he sneered disdainfully and retracted his aura.
"It's another young master who has learned a few tricks.”
"You just stepped into the martial world and you want to be chivalrous?”
"You really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth by coming to my Bloody Blade Sect!”
Wan Liangpeng patted the woman's delicate face with a smile on his face.
"Beauty, wait for me for a while. I'll go pinch that little brat to death and be back soon.”
After saying that, Wan Liangpeng straightened his robe and walked out of the room.
...
Song Qingshu stood in the main hall, his sword pointed at an angle, and blood kept dripping down.
Corpses littered the ground!
The remaining three disciples stood in front of Song Qingshu.
The hand holding the saber kept trembling, and his legs trembled. He could not help but swallow his saliva and retreat.
"Brat, our Branch Leader is a Connate expert. I advise you to quickly cripple your martial arts and admit your mistake.”
"That's right. When our Chapter Leader comes, you'll be dead meat!”
Song Qingshu smiled contemptuously.
"So what if he's at the Connate Realm?"
"The people of your Bloody Blade Sect are a bunch of trash. I'll kill as many as they come!”
With a shake of his right hand, the blood on the sword in Song Qingshu's hand condensed into a sword, which split into three and shot toward the three people.
Puchi!
A bloody hole instantly appeared on the forehead of the three people, and they slowly fell.
Outside the hall, a group of Jianghu people were hiding in the grass to watch the battle.
"This young man's swordsmanship is truly formidable.”
"In just fifteen minutes, the Bloody Blade Sect has lost dozens of people.”
"Hehe, this Bloody Blade Sect is used to flaunting their power in Tong State City. This time, they've suffered a huge loss!”
"Don't be happy too early. The branch leader of the Bloody Blade Sect, Wan Liangpeng, is a Xian Tian expert! Although this youth was powerful, how could he possibly be Wan Liangpeng's match?”
"Coming, coming, Wan Liangpeng is here!”
Wan Liangpeng, who was wearing a blood-red robe, stepped into the hall.
When he saw the corpses of the disciples of the Bloody Blade Sect all over the ground, his eyes were filled with killing intent, and his cultivation at the early stage of the Connate realm erupted.
"Where did this kid come from?"
"You dare to behave atrociously in my Bloody Blade Sect?"
Song Qingshu snickered.
"I told you, your Bloody Blade Sect is a bunch of trash!”
"So what if I exterminate your Bloody Blade Sect?”
Wan Liangpeng was so angry that he laughed.
"Arrogant!"
"What a sharp-tongued brat."
"I'll cut off your limbs first, then pull out your tongue and let you howl every night!”
Then, Wan Liangpeng pulled out the saber at his waist.
The shape of this saber was different from the sabers of ordinary disciples of the Bloody Blade Sect.
It was a soft Burmese saber.
The saber in Wan Liangpeng's hand trembled like a living snake.
The blade of the saber was completely dark red, and there was a faint bloody light. It was extremely terrifying.
It was said that the saber in Wan Liangpeng's hand was the most precious treasure of the Bloody Blade Sect, a replica of the Cold Moon Cold Blood Saber of the Patriarch of Bloody Blade.
Other than being slightly less sharp and tougher, their appearances were almost exactly the same.
After Wan Liangpeng drew his saber, he slashed at Song Qingshu.
The spectating martial artists exclaimed.
"It's the Blood Saber Technique!"
"This Bloody Blade Technique is the ultimate technique of the Bloody Blade Sect. It is divided into two parts, internal energy and blade technique.”
"The moves of the Blood Saber Technique are extremely strange. Every move is slashed at an impossible place.”
"Wan Liangpeng is in the Xiantian Realm, so the power of this saber technique is even stronger when it is executed by him!”
"I'm afraid this young man won't be able to block three moves!”
"Hehe, three moves? I bet that he won't be able to block a single move!"
......
Facing the aggressive Wan Liangpeng.
Song Qingshu's expression did not change.
The Blood Saber Technique was indeed strange. The angle of the attack was extremely tricky.
However, Song Qingshu's Cloud Ladder had already reached the twentieth floor.
His movement technique had already reached an unbelievable level.
Wan Liangpeng, who was in the hall, slashed crazily.
Song Qingshu turned into a blur, flashing left and right.
Wan Liangpeng couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes!
Then, Song Qingshu did not waste any more time. The thirteen stances of the Wudang Sword Style merged into one!
A huge sword shadow suddenly appeared above Wan Liangpeng's head and then stabbed down.
Boom!
Wan Liangpeng's eyes were about to pop out as he hurriedly held his saber to block.
However, the steel knife in his hand was torn apart like tofu.
Then, the sword phantom did not lose its momentum and cut Wan Liangpeng in half!
Hiss!
Gasps could be heard from outside the hall.
The spectating martial artists were so shocked that their scalps went numb.?
At the same time, the system's voice kept ringing in Song Qingshu's mind.
Ding! Obtained 245 Shock Points.
Ding! Obtained 333 Shock Points.
Ding! Obtained 389 Shock Points.
Ding! Obtained 385 Shock Points.
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