Chapter 174: The Hate of Having Your Wife Stolen

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Qi Xuansu had killed a master in the Return to the True Realm stage with his own hands, so for him, the Return to the True Realm stage was not that scary. After all, there was no saying that the difference in realm was a world of difference.

The only thing to note is Yan Mingchen's inheritance. Qi Refiners rank second among the six major inheritances of Taoism, second only to the exiled immortals of the Tianxian inheritance. They have almost no weaknesses. This is the fundamental reason why Qi Refiners are above warriors and alchemists. It is difficult for them to be as clever as Qi Xuansu killing scholars.

Qi Xuansu rarely took the initiative to draw his sword when fighting with others in the past. He always drew his sword with his back hand, but this time he took the initiative to draw the "Qingyuan" from his waist.

Yan Mingchen was so conceited that he did not use any weapons, but just stretched out his hands slightly.

Qi Xuansu did not waste words, and stabbed out with a sword, bringing out a sharp sword energy, and stabbed Yan Mingchen in the face.

No matter what, Qi Xuansu is actually at the Yuxu stage, and after taking the medicinal wine, his true qi has become more refined, one step closer to the Guizhen stage. The "Qingyuan" in his hand is also a spiritual object, and Yan Mingchen dare not rely on the protective qi to resist this sword.

Yan Mingchen stood still with his feet and pushed forward with one palm.

As this palm was pushed out, the air in front of him began to vibrate and twist violently, causing the "Qingyuan" to pause, and the unstoppable momentum plummeted.

Qi Xuansu slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if he was going against the current.

Yan Mingchen wanted to rely on the external true qi to block Qi Xuansu's sword.

Qi Xuansu, who was at a slightly lower level, naturally refused to fight head-on, and jumped to avoid the surging palm wind.

At this time, Yan Mingchen was far away from him, and he used both palms to attack from a distance, but Qi Xuansu did not dodge. He only felt a chill attack on his body, and he immediately shivered and his body stiffened.

Yan Mingchen's palms had different power, one yin and one yang. The yin palm came out first, but the yin power hit his body first. Then, the yang palm came later, and a hot palm wind followed, hitting him and almost suffocating him, shaking his body a few times.

It was even more impossible to have the power of the yin and yang palms hit his body, but Qi Xuansu was not a pure casual person, he also had some martial arts supernatural powers, strong physique, vigorous blood, and because of the medicinal wine, his true energy was particularly abundant. The two palm powers of yin and yang hit his body, and his true energy and blood naturally produced corresponding power. It is said that three Yuxu stages can compete with one Guizhen stage. Qi Xuansu has true energy and blood, which can barely be regarded as a person in two Yuxu stages. Although his whole body was shaking violently and he felt indescribable discomfort, it was nothing with his physique comparable to that of a martial artist. He immediately thrust out with his sword.

Yan Mingchen succeeded with both palms, thinking that Qi Xuansu would fall to the ground with a serious injury, and was about to speak, but he was actually safe and sound. Then he saw a little sword light pointing to his palms, and in surprise, he crossed his palms and pushed forward.

But the next moment, Yan Mingchen felt a sharp pain in his heart, and saw that his palms had been pierced on the "Qingyuan" in Qi Xuansu's hand. He didn't know whether he stabbed his palms with the sword or he hit his palms on the tip of his sword, but he saw that his left palm was in front and his right palm was behind, and the tip of the sword penetrated more than three inches from the back of his left palm.

But Qi Xuansu's sword was also the last resort, and he could only stop here.

Yan Mingchen groaned, suddenly retracted his palms, pulled away from the sword, and jumped out.

Zhang Yuelu, who was watching, couldn't help but praise: "Good tricks."

The reason why he said tricks instead of swordsmanship is that Zhang Yuelu can see clearly that Qi Xuansu's swordsmanship

is secondary, and the key is to calculate Yan Mingchen's reaction clearly.

Qi Xuansu was a martial artist with extraordinary powers, and no one except Zhang Yuelu knew about it. After Qi Xuansu was deliberately hit by a palm, Yan Mingchen obviously thought that Qi Xuansu had been defeated and wanted to stop, but he found that Qi Xuansu was unharmed, so he changed his stop to exert force. In the process, not only was his own Qi conflict limited, it was like marching and fighting but the orders changed every day, and the soldiers were at a loss, and they lost the initiative.

Qi Xuansu took the opportunity to draw his sword, but he was well versed in the art of war of surrounding a point and attacking the reinforcements. He expected that Yan Mingchen would definitely defend, so it seemed that he was stabbing straight at Yan Mingchen's chest, wanting to hurt Yan Mingchen's life, but in fact it was a hidden subsequent change, a trick against Yan Mingchen's defense.

As expected, Yan Mingchen panicked and pushed out two palms. According to reason, his realm was higher than Qi Xuansu's, and one palm was enough for defense. He should defend with one palm and counterattack with one palm, but he overlapped his palms and sent them out at the same time, intending to block Qi Xuansu. However, the true energy in his body was greatly limited by his contradictory actions of retracting and exerting force at this time, less than 50%. Qi Xuansu attacked his weakness with a deliberate move, and with the advantage of the spiritual object, he broke the energy on his palm with a sword and pierced Yan Mingchen's palms.

After a fight, although Qi Xuansu's realm was low, he had a firm grasp of the situation from the beginning of luring the enemy with his body. If Qi Xuansu was also in the stage of returning to the truth, he could have thrust his sword and immediately pierced Yan Mingchen's chest after piercing his palm.

This is the difference between "wild Taoist priests" and "flower garden Taoist priests". The former's experience in facing enemies and adapting to circumstances have been immersed in their bones, while the flower garden Taoist priests can only copy and paste. Nowadays, the world is generally peaceful and prosperous. Even if there are secret societies causing trouble, they are mainly dealt with by Tiangang Hall and local Taoist offices. Other Taoist priests lack practical experience, and many of them have only realm cultivation, but their combat power is a mess.

This is also the reason why Tiangang Hall has continuously drawn elite Taoists and wild Taoists from local Taoist offices in recent years. This is because the Taoists in the flower gardens are really not capable of fighting, and they cannot endure hardships, are spoiled, and are not up to great use.

Although Yan Mingchen works in the local government, he comes from a noble family and holds a high position. He has been floating in the sky for a long time, his feet do not touch the ground, and the soles of his shoes do not touch the mud. No matter where he is on the front line, he cannot escape the same stereotypes.

Qi Xuansu held the sword behind his back, with the tip of the sword facing down, and said with cupped hands: "Master Yan, your level of cultivation is indeed high, but your experience in facing enemies is slightly lacking. Let's stop here today."

Qi Xuansu also figured it out. After all, he was at a lower level. He didn't have the upper hand. He could win by surprise, but it was not safe. There was no life-or-death enmity between the two of them. Now that he had taken advantage, he would naturally give up when he saw the advantage. It was not appropriate to take advantage of the situation and pursue him. .

But he was wrong. He thought there was no hatred of life and death, but in Yan Mingchen's view, it was the hatred of taking his wife. Since ancient times, the hatred of killing his father and the hatred of taking his wife have been parallel, how can he let it go?

Yan Mingchen did not speak, but moved suddenly. His palm instantly occupied all of Qi Xuansu's sight. The wind from his palm hit his face like a strong wind, almost suffocating him.

The key to this palm is not the strength of the palm, but the fact that this palm can capture people's minds unexpectedly. If the mind is captured and a palm hits the face, they will be seriously injured even if they are not dead.

However, Qi Xuansu did not take it for granted like Yan Mingchen did. He always remained vigilant and dodged immediately. At the same time, he did not forget to shoot the flying knife, aiming directly at Yan Mingchen's eyes and vital points, attacking the enemy and saving him from pursuing.

Zhang Yuelu originally wanted to stop him, but when Qi Xuansu did not do so, he

He had no intention of backing down, and considering Qi Xuansu's feelings, he stayed put for the time being.

Qi Xuansu's weapon is a short sword, which does not have the advantage of length, so he can only sneak in.

Yan Mingchen expressionlessly knocked the flying knife away and then struck again.

A seemingly simple and direct palm changed twelve ways in an instant, and at the same time brought out a huge whistling sound. The majestic Qi caused cracks in the surrounding ground to varying degrees. If it were the flesh and blood of an ordinary person, If the body is just within the range of this palm, it will be crushed into a ball of blood mist immediately.

The sword edge and the palm collided silently, and then the two of them retreated.

When the two of them stopped, it looked calm and calm, but Qi Xuansu's right hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, but Yan Mingchen was not much better. After all, he was a body of flesh and blood, not a warrior's body, and he was burdened behind him. A deep wound was cut on the palm of his hand, and the blood was flowing.

Qi Xuansu said: "What a 'divine palm of creation'."

Yan Mingchen didn't say anything, he just used his palm again.

The "Godly Palm of Creation" is a perfect method. The power of the palm is astonishing. It also takes into account changes and is infinitely powerful.

Yan Mingchen's palm turned into dozens of palms in an instant, and as far as Qi Xuansu could see, there were layers of palm shadows.

Qi Xuansu also drew his sword, and the layers of sword light filled the air like mist.

For a moment, there were only palm shadows and sword lights, and then a series of dense sounds of gold and stone sounded.

Qi Xuansu was no longer able to take things by surprise. After all, Yan Mingchen must have taken precautions after learning from the past mistakes. This was of little significance, so Qi Xuansu just relied on his own cultivation to break down each other's moves with Yan Mingchen.

The fight between the two gradually slowed down from the extremely fast pace at the beginning. Qi Xuansu stopped without warning and then suddenly swept away. The ground beneath his feet was shattered into pieces. Yan Mingchen frowned and remained motionless. When Qi Xuansu swept across with his sword, he struck out with one hand. After holding back, he rolled up the sleeve of his left hand. It seemed like a gentle flick, but there was actually the sound of wind and thunder. It violently collided with the edge of the "Qingyuan" sword, causing a large string of sparks to rub out.

Then Qi Xuansu raised his foot and kicked Yan Mingchen in the chest. Yan Mingchen hugged Qi Xuansu's ankle, spun his body and threw Qi Xuansu outward.

Zhang Yuelu's expression changed at first, and then he regained his composure. I saw Qi Xuansu flying straight away from the cliff, but slowly dissipated in the middle. It turned out to be just a fake body, the magical "Cicada Slough Technique" of the Sanren Yuxu stage.

With Qi Xuansu's cultivation level, he can condense two false bodies, and each time he advances to a higher level, he can get one more false body.

Qi Xuansu's real body had already run for several feet, then a little below his feet, his body swept across like thunder. "Qingyuan" in his hand cut out a crescent moon-shaped sword energy, and hit Yan Mingchen like a splash of water.

Yan Mingchen hooked his five fingers and grabbed it, crushed the sword energy directly, and then pushed it flat with his palm.

Yan Mingchen slapped Qi Xuansu on the forehead, and Qi Xuansu stabbed Yan Mingchen in the chest with "Qingyuan".

Qi Xuansu suddenly leaned back and flew backwards. After landing, he stepped on the ground to release his force, leaving a series of footprints.

Yan Mingchen's chest was stained with blood. He slowly rolled up his sleeves with an expressionless face. Only the veins on his arms popped out, like tiny dragons, and there were wisps of purple air flowing in them. They were densely packed and intimidating.

Qi Xuansu said in a deep voice: "Since your Excellency is determined to fight to the death, don't blame me for being ruthless."