Chapter 40: Qingxian Sword Intent

Li Qingxian was very regretful now.

Tong Linghu was injured, and even Lord Xuangui was unconscious at this moment. The punitive expedition was leaderless, and the army was in chaos. The rebel army was attacking the city in an all-out manner, and Qingyang County would fall in a short while. At this moment, Li Qingxian couldn't care about much else, protecting Li Hongyu and running madly toward the Capital. Nothing was more important than the safety of the young lady, Li Hongyu.

He had originally thought that as long as he followed Bailong, he could find the mastermind behind this incident and wipe them all out. But he had miscalculated, and Li Qingxian had underestimated the opponent's strength.

Five Half-step Supreme powerhouses.

With such strength, except for the Ancestor and the Nine Thousand Years Old coming personally, no one could quell this rebellion.

"Lan Yu, take Commander Hongyu and run quickly."

"And you?"

Lin Lan Yu was very panicked at this moment, her pretty face full of anxiety.

"The pursuers have arrived; run if you can. It's all our fault for being careless and not listening to the Ancestor's suggestion; we deserve this disaster. You must ensure Commander Hongyu's safety."

"Run quickly."

Li Qingxian had a heart of death, pushing the two of them away with all his might, holding the Burning Silence Sword, facing the rolling pursuers alone.

In the distant sky, red clouds rolled, drums shook the sky, as if heavenly soldiers and generals had descended.

"I, Li, have wasted my life. Every time I encounter difficulties, I am always trembling and have never faced them bravely. Burning Silence has followed a person like me; is it wronged?"

Li Qingxian muttered to himself.

The Burning Silence Sword trembled slightly, as if responding.

"A mere Condensing Law Realm, daring to block us, truly overestimating oneself."

"Hahaha."

Above the red clouds, a burly young man, holding a weapon, looked down from a high position, pointing his long spear, as if judging Li Qingxian's life and death.

"This Great Chu should be destroyed."

The young man pointed his long spear, and a long rainbow streaked across the sky, like an arrow piercing the sky, flying toward Li Qingxian.

"Heh, I didn't expect to be underestimated after all." Li Qingxian smiled desolately.

The young man's attack looked powerful, but it was just a casual blow.

Li Qingxian waved the Burning Silence Sword lightly, drawing a certain formation in front of him.

The fiery red flames roared in the strong wind. As Li Qingxian danced the Burning Silence Sword continuously, the Burning Plains Intent around him became more and more intense. What was more important was that in this monstrous scorching wave, a Nirvana True Intent was born.

"Go."

With his momentum reaching its peak, Li Qingxian threw the Burning Silence Sword toward the sky.

The Burning Silence Sword grew crazily in the huge scorching wave ring in the air. It was like a Three-legged Golden Crow born from the sun. The sword body hissed, shaking the universe.

"Qingxian Sword Intent!"

This was a unique stunt divine ability created by Li Qingxian, with the intention of overturning the sky, fusing destruction and scorching true intent, destroying everything under the sword intent ring. The sword coming out of Fuso, the Golden Crow burning the sky, was the true terror of this divine ability.

"A bit interesting."

The young man looked at the Burning Silence Sword that had turned into a Golden Crow, descending from the sky, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

Such a huge sword intent.

Such a violent sword intent.

It actually came from a cultivator in the Condensing Law Realm. It seems that one cannot underestimate the heroes of the world. There are thousands of cultivation paths in the multiverse, and each cultivation path has its merits. If this person in front of him had the same cultivation level as himself, I am afraid this attack would not be easily resolved.

The arrow long rainbow was shattered by the Golden Crow.

Rolling flames pressed down from the sky. Above the red clouds, ribs galloped, feeling like thousands of troops and horses facing each other.

"It's just that it's still too weak. However, this sword is extraordinary, so I'll take it."

The young man pinched the formula with both hands, and a crystal-clear lotus flower flew out from the young man's forehead. The young man jumped toward the lotus flower, and the lotus flower lifted the young man, flying up, facing the sword intent pressing down from the sky.

Ripples of clear water rippled around the transparent lotus flower, shielding all the rolling heat waves. The young man shook the long spear in his hand, and it actually turned into a chain. The chain flew out from the young man's hand, growing longer and longer.

"Law Cage."

All divine abilities draw energy from heaven and earth. The terror of the young man's Law Cage was that it could combine into an absolute imprisonment domain that isolated the outside world. This method was most suitable for dealing with cultivators like Li Qingxian who embarked on the path of cultivation relying on divine objects.

Both sides had a gap in cultivation level. In the eyes of others, Li Qingxian's sword intent was terrifying, but in the eyes of the young man, it was nothing. If it weren't for the fact that he took a fancy to the Burning Silence Sword, this move could be broken casually.

The chain in the sky grew longer and longer, winding into a spherical cage around the Burning Silence Sword. No matter how the Burning Silence Sword struggled, the cage tightened.

Li Qingxian's forehead began to sweat; he felt that the connection between himself and the Burning Silence Sword was getting weaker and weaker, and it would probably be completely broken soon.

However, Li Qingxian smiled.

He didn't intend to defeat the enemy; he just wanted to delay some time.

"When the Ancestor arrives, all of you rebels will be suppressed and will never be able to turn over."

Today, Li Qingxian dared to fight, which was the greatest explanation for his life, so Li Qingxian had no fear at this moment.

It was just a pity for Burning Silence.

Looking at the Burning Silence struggling in the sky, a trace of loneliness appeared in Li Qingxian's eyes.

"Heh, a frog at the bottom of a well dares to act tough. If your so-called Ancestor dares to come, I will surely make him vanish into thin air."

The young man opened his hand, and the Burning Silence Sword in the sky fell steadily into his hand. He flicked his finger, and the Burning Silence Sword let out a tragic wail.

Li Qingxian's divine object was taken away, his cultivation was completely destroyed, and a mouthful of old blood sprayed out, his figure aging rapidly, like a twilight old man.

He didn't fall down, struggling to stand up, facing the thousands of troops and horses in the red clouds alone.

"Ancestor, your descendant is unfilial. I have been cautious for hundreds of years, and only today do I know that I am me."

Another mouthful of old blood; at this moment, Li Qingxian's hair was scattered, and he looked very miserable. However, he believed that his Ancestor would definitely see his final awakening.

He thought of the Ancestor's teachings, thought of the Ancestor's knocking. Cultivators should go against the sky, but in order to keep the family prosperous, he had always been lingering, proud of his research on conspiracies.

"It shouldn't be, it really shouldn't be."

There was regret in his heart, but it was all too late.

"It's really moving!"

The young man looked at Li Qingxian, who had strong emotional fluctuations, with disdain. How many people look back on their lives only when they are dying, but what is the use of this?

"Dying in my hands, your life can be considered not in vain. The small Tianhuo Domain can produce a person like you, it can be considered a place of outstanding people."

"Go."

The young man pointed, and this blow contained the full blow of a Half-step Supreme powerhouse, which could not be resisted, and could not be resisted.

Li Qingxian stood there woodenly, watching the divine light rushing toward him.

"Ancestor, your descendant is leaving first." Li Qingxian closed his eyes, his heart filled with infinite regrets, and yet he seemed to be completely relieved.

The wind blew, and the sky seemed to blow a moving song. The singing seemed to bring the brightness of spring, the songs of the mulberry-picking girls, the flying flowers of spring like a tide, and the big dream of a yellow millet dream in a smile.

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