Chapter 157

Using the other's way to return the other's body.

Li Xunhuan watched as Gu Qing calmly withdrew his sword, blood droplets on the blade falling to the ground. The killing intent in his heart erupted instantly. At this moment, Li Xunhuan already knew that his decisive battle with Gu Qing was inevitable.

The summer heat was stifling.

Long Xiaoyun and Long Xiaoyun, the father and son, felt increasingly cold. At the moment of death, both of their eyes were wide open.

These two ambitious father and son died just like that; naturally, they died with their eyes wide open in resentment.

"That year, the plum blossoms bloomed so beautifully. I returned from outside the pass and encountered the Three Fiends of the Frontier. They led people to ambush me. Although I fought nineteen of them, I was severely wounded and unable to hold on. Just as I was about to lose my life, I was saved by my elder brother."

Li Xunhuan looked at Long Xiaoyun's face, thought of the past, and said: "Then, due to a momentary lapse in judgment, I caused a lifelong regret. Ten years later, when I returned, although my elder brother had turned against me, I knew the fault was all mine and never once held a grudge against him."

Li Xunhuan walked forward and closed the eyes of Long Xiaoyun and Long Xiaoyun.

"You really shouldn't have provoked me like this."

Li Xunhuan's voice became increasingly calm.

Blue Lan Lan Xiezi was not far away, watching the conflict between Gu Qing and Li Xunhuan.

The Little Li Flying Dagger never misses.

Li Xunhuan's flying dagger was like a myth in the Wu Lin.

Gu Qing had repeatedly defeated strong enemies, and even Shangguan Jin Hong had fallen at Gu Qing's hands.

These two could have become friends, but after Gu Qing killed the Long father and son, a battle between the two sides was inevitable.

Blue Lan Lan Xiezi sensed a wave of killing intent.

"You only remember people's good points."

Gu Qing said.

Li Xunhuan's spirit was desolate; this was his strength, which was why he was exceptionally tolerant in his dealings with others.

"Then can you remember my good points, forget about me killing Long Xiaoyun and Long Xiaoyun, and let us turn this page?"

Gu Qing asked with a smile.

This was, of course, impossible.

Li Xunhuan's spirit had already condensed.

The most terrifying aspect of the Little Li Flying Dagger was that it represented justice. Li Xunhuan was a person who felt no shame before heaven or earth. Once the flying dagger was released, it was all for justice, and thus the Little Li Flying Dagger was naturally invincible.

Only then did Gu Qing restrain his smile.

Blue Lan Lan Xiezi looked at Gu Qing and felt a sense of composure about him, allowing Gu Qing to be at ease everywhere, his entire being without any stagnation. It was this state that allowed Gu Qing to face the peerless Little Li Flying Dagger.

"Your state is not bad."

Gu Qing looked at Li Xunhuan and said: "But you still need to adjust."

What Gu Qing wanted was for Li Xunhuan to enter an unprecedented peak, and then use his Soul's Intuition to face Li Xunhuan's Little Li Flying Dagger.

This was also a challenge for Gu Qing himself.

So the two began to walk up the mountain.

Gu Qing's footsteps were light.

Li Xunhuan followed closely behind.

Blue Lan Lan Xiezi followed at the very end. She watched as Gu Qing's state remained constant, while Li Xunhuan, in his step-by-step ascent, constantly adjusted his spirit and body, moving step by step toward his absolute peak.

The further they walked toward the mountain peak, the gloomier the sky became.

In the Miao region, summer was rainy; this scene meant a heavy rain was about to arrive.

The moment Li Xunhuan stepped onto the summit, his temperament underwent a earth-shattering change. With a leap, Li Xunhuan bent his fingers like a blade and reached out to strike at Gu Qing!

Facing Gu Qing, Li Xunhuan did not first take out his flying dagger to fight, but instead employed his fist and foot techniques.

Everyone in the world knew the Little Li Flying Dagger never misses, but few knew that beneath this fame, Li Xunhuan's lightness skill and fist and foot techniques were also world-class.

Gu Qing waved his fist with one hand, unfolding the Hundred Flowers Misleading Fist, using one set of fist techniques to deal with the changes in Li Xunhuan's two hands.

"Eight Trigrams Wandering Body Fist."

Blue Lan Lan Xiezi watched Li Xunhuan's fists and feet moving without shadows, yet she recognized this martial art through the fist style. She knew that in the Jianghu, this martial art was primarily about being slippery and cunning. A style like Li Xunhuan's should have violated the great taboos of the Eight Trigrams Wandering Body Palm, but Li Xunhuan used only fast moves, and the power of each move actually exceeded the Wandering Body Palm in the Jianghu, bringing this martial art to a brand-new height.

Gu Qing's single hand was swift, chopping with palms and poking with fingers, his strikes shadowless. In an instant, there were thousands of changes, and he traded blows with Li Xunhuan's fists and palms, passing a hundred moves in a short time.

Blue Lan Lan Xiezi's martial arts knowledge was quite impressive. Watching the two fight with fists and feet, she saw Gu Qing always using only one arm, knowing this was to guard against the Little Li Flying Dagger.

Li Xunhuan's flying dagger was always at its most threatening when it hadn't been released. In Blue Lan Lan Xiezi's view, Gu Qing had to use at least seventy percent of his energy just to guard against the flying dagger.

Gu Qing's Hundred Flowers Misleading Fist moved forward, executing the Six Harmonies Fist, yet it seemed to be something else entirely.

Li Xunhuan's hand slanted out, pressing the wrist and pushing the elbow.

This move was one of the Seventy-Two Capture Techniques of Wudang.

Before the hundredth move, Gu Qing had seen Li Xunhuan use a capture technique and judged that Li Xunhuan knew the full set. Thus, while executing his fist style, he secretly laid a trap. After the hundredth move, he suddenly unleashed a move of the Hundred Flowers Misleading Fist, changing the fist path halfway through to guide Li Xunhuan into using the elbow-locking technique from Wudang's Seventy-Two Capture Techniques.

Everything was just as Gu Qing had expected.

Li Xunhuan crossed his hands, capturing Gu Qing.

At this moment, Gu Qing's moves suddenly changed, and the Ruyi Orchid Hand swept toward Li Xunhuan's chest.

At this moment, Li Xunhuan's figure suddenly became like a gust of wind, instantly turning into nothingness. He escaped from Gu Qing's fingertips at this moment, retreating three zhang.

"Good lightness skill!"

Gu Qing praised.

Perhaps when the original Li Xunhuan dueled Shangguan Jin Hong, his own martial arts were inferior to Shangguan Jin Hong's, but the current Li Xunhuan, after a round of adjustments and under this heavy pressure, had entered a seamless state. Every move he executed was perfect and just right.

Rumble.

On the cliff, thunder boomed, and a sudden rain fell.

At the instant the thunder rang out, a white light seemed to flash from Li Xunhuan's fingertips.

Gu Qing was multitasking, keeping his eyes on Li Xunhuan's every move. When that white light flashed, his eyes widened, and Gu Qing seemed to see the trajectory of the flying dagger clearly.

It was this moment!

Gu Qing's right hand was already raised, two fingers clamped tightly.

It was also this moment that Gu Qing's thoughts suddenly became infinitely long. The fingers that were about to clamp the flying dagger felt numb, and Gu Qing's hair stood on end at this moment.

As a transmigrator and a modern person, Gu Qing had a lot of common sense, one of which was not to stand in high places during a thunderstorm and not to carry iron objects, etc. Gu Qing really hadn't thought that this common sense would follow him into the martial arts world.

At this very moment, clamping this flying dagger was no different from touching an electric gate.

"Swish!"

Gu Qing had merit on his side, his Qi Gong surging, and his two fingers pinched.

"Boom!"

A bolt of thunder descended from the sky, landing squarely on Gu Qing. In an instant, his clothes tore apart, and the mountain rocks hummed. Under this lightning, Blue Lan Lan Xiezi was so shocked that she fell to the ground. When she looked at Li Xunhuan, she carried a hint of disbelief.

"Don't look at me like that; I didn't summon the thunder."

Li Xunhuan really couldn't understand the reason for this situation, but his gaze saw that under the lightning, Gu Qing's body was covered in red marks, and he stood up with the flying dagger clamped between his two fingers.

"I won!"

Gu Qing's Soul's Intuition had clamped Li Xunhuan's Little Li Flying Dagger.

(End of chapter)