Chapter 7: Each One Serves His Own Master

With a flash of the knife, this fine official kiln covered bowl was split into two halves, but at the same time, another splash of water exploded in the rain curtain, like a slowly blooming lotus, and then disappeared in the vast rain curtain.

Almost at the same time, Qi Xuansu groaned and had to take a step back. The energy around him was surging, causing the surrounding rain curtain to sway.

Li Sanxin still stood under the eaves, without moving an inch.

The covered bowl just now had a hidden secret. At the moment when Qi Xuansu split the covered bowl in half with a knife, another hidden energy took the opportunity to explode, causing Qi Xuansu, who had no time to put away the knife, to suffer a hidden loss.

Li Sanxin's mouth corners slightly curled up. He had been holding this covered bowl before, not to show off his elegance, but to continuously inject his true energy into it. Now he was making achievements, which was also within his expectations.

However, to his surprise, this young swordsman did not retreat, and even skipped the process of calming the true energy in his body and swept forward again.

Is this person confident? Or arrogant?

At this time, the distance between the two was only about ninety steps.

Li Sanxin casually grabbed the bronze tiger head on his waist.

The biggest difference between acquired people and innate people is whether the true qi can be released. Acquired people in the Dan stage can also cultivate a breath of true qi, but the true qi cannot leave the body, which is quite limited. But innate people can control the qi outside in a casual way, making it hard to defend against. It can also be hidden in external objects, just like Li Sanxin hid the qi in a teacup.

At this moment, the raindrops falling in the courtyard instantly shattered into a ball of white mist, falling on the ground, shooting on the columns on both sides, leaving a patch of tiny pits as fine and dense as pinholes.

Qi Xuansu kept his pace and broke it with a knife.

On the blade, there was a sword qi flowing, like riding the wind and breaking the waves, breaking through the white mist that blocked the eyes, and at the same time, the true qi contained in it was completely shattered in one go.

The true energy reverberated around, causing the rain mixed with abundant energy to swirl around the distance between the two people, drawing clear water lines. After landing, many small gullies appeared on the ground.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qi Xuansu shortened the distance between the two to sixty steps.

Li Sanxin frowned slightly, and the five fingers placed on his lower abdomen suddenly clenched into a fist.

The water on the ground was pulled by his true energy in an instant, gathering into a water dragon, like a green dragon emerging from the water and rising from the ground. Then it swam and slid freely in the courtyard, like a dragon walking into the river and into the sea, and pounced on Qi Xuansu who was unwilling to stop.

Qi Xuansu, who was moving forward, still did not retreat at all. The sword energy on the "thin tiger knife" in his hand suddenly rose, and then he slashed with a knife as usual, colliding with the water dragon from the front.

Water splashed everywhere. Although the water dragon was shorter, Qi Xuansu also slid back, his feet splashing countless water on the watery ground, widening the distance between the two to about seventy steps.

Qi Xuansu had no expression on his face, and the sword energy on the "thin tiger knife" in his hand kept rising. Even in the vast rain curtain, the white light around the blade could be clearly seen, no longer illusory, but almost real.

For a congenital person, flying leaves and picking flowers can kill people, and grass, bamboo, and stone are also swords.

Qi Xuansu swept forward again, and the whole person directly passed through the water dragon, making a series of unreasonable clanging sounds, sharp and piercing.

The next moment, the whole water dragon completely collapsed, and countless water splashed violently, like lotus flowers blooming in a lotus pond.

At this time, there were only thirty steps between the two.

Qi Xuansu threw the "thin tiger knife" in his hand, the cloak broke the rain, cut through the heavy and tightly locked rain curtain, and stabbed Li Sanxin's head directly.

Li Sanxin's feet did not move, and his body suddenly leaned back, the whole person was still straight, with an extremely exaggerated tilt angle with the ground.

After the "thin tiger knife" passed over Li Sanxin, Li Sanxin just stood up, but saw Qi Xuansu's right arm made a pulling and pulling action, and then the "thin tiger knife" under the traction of the true qi, turned a round arc behind Li Sanxin again, like a swallow circling around a beam, and stabbed Li Sanxin's back again.

Li Sanxin finally pressed the handle of the thin tiger knife on his waist, and had no time to turn around or draw the knife. He directly put the "thin tiger knife" with the scabbard on his back and blocked the sharp knife from behind.

Qi Xuansu's "thin tiger knife" stabbed the scabbard of Li Sanxin's "thin tiger knife", making a sharp and piercing sound of metal and stone collision, and the scabbard was shattered.

Li Sanxin took advantage of the situation and ran forward quickly, leaving from under the eaves, and also came to the rain curtain of the courtyard, only ten steps away from Qi Xuansu, then turned around suddenly, holding the knife in his backhand, and knocked away the "thin tiger knife" that had been following him.

The "thin tiger knife" turned around and returned to Qi Xuansu, and was held by Qi Xuansu again.

The two were evenly matched in the previous fight. For a while, no one made a rash move, but fell into a confrontation.

After a while, Qi Xuansu asked, "Where is Fengtai County Magistrate Li Hongwen?"

Li Sanxin raised his lips and said, "He is dead and cannot die any more. If you want to save him, I can only say that you are late. Don't waste your efforts."

Qi Xuansu didn't care about Li Hongwen's life or death. He just said, "You dared to kill a county magistrate without authorization. You are too bold."

Li Sanxin sneered, "Who said we killed him? It was obviously you, the rebel, who did it. Our Qingluan Guard also lost many brothers and a trial centurion for this. After the case is closed, I will personally deliver the compensation money to Brother Zhou's house."

Speaking of this, Li Sanxin glanced at Zhou Feilong's head, which had turned into a puddle of mud, and said with a fake smile: "I will take care of your wife and children, don't worry about it."

Zhou Feilong was originally an abandoned child, and his life and death had long been determined. Regardless of whether Li Hongwen would hand over the thing, Li Sanxin would execute Li Hongwen on the spot in Fengtai County according to the order of the thousand households. However, Li Hongwen was a county magistrate who came from a legitimate family. Even if the Qingluan Guard killed someone, there had to be a cover, and Zhou Feilong was this cover.

Use Zhou Feilong's life to clear the suspicion of the Qingluan Guard.

That's why Li Sanxin let Zhou Feilong die alone.

If he didn't die, how could he shut up others?

Qi Xuansu's knife was strong again.

At this time, the two were only ten steps apart, and they were in a flash.

Qi Xuansu's knife seemed to be thunder in silence.

Facing this knife, Li Sanxin had to use his knife.

The two knives collided, and the two retreated, with countless broken stones and accumulated water scattering.

The next moment, Qi Xuansu drew his knife again, and his body followed the knife, making the momentum of this knife particularly abundant. Even Li Sanxin did not face this sharp edge directly, but walked quickly, and passed by Qi Xuansu who was rushing forward in an instant.

At this moment of passing by, Qi Xuansu's blade left a deep wound on Li Sanxin's arm that could be seen to the bone. Li Sanxin then slashed across Qi Xuansu's wrist holding the knife with a knife. Although it only injured the flesh, it was enough to affect Qi Xuansu's knife movement.

The two slid backwards on the bluestone floor filled with rainwater at the same time.

When the two stood again, Li Sanxin looked at the wound on his arm and his face was gloomy.

Qi Xuansu handed the "thin tiger knife" from his right hand to his left hand expressionlessly.

He also knows how to use a left-hand knife.

Qi Xuansu rushed forward again with his left hand holding the knife. Li Sanxin stepped back and retreated quickly. He dodged Qi Xuansu's knife by a hair's breadth.

Qi Xuansu's knife was three points less agile than the previous right-hand knife, but three points heavier. With just one knife, he cut a large pit more than a foot wide and deep where Li Sanxin had just stood, and countless gravel and soil were ejected.

As Li Sanxin retreated, the "thin tiger knife" in his hand swept out a crescent arc, and the blade also showed strands of sword energy, which cut Qi Xuansu's head directly.

Qi Xuansu held the long knife in his hand horizontally.

The same "thin tiger knife", the same sword energy, nothing more than one horizontal and one vertical.

The "thin tiger knife" in Qi Xuansu's hand touched Li Sanxin's "thin tiger knife", and in an instant, it trembled nine times at a frequency that was difficult to see with the naked eye, dissolving Li Sanxin's knife momentum nine times, and even had enough energy to counterattack.

When the Qingluan Guards scattered in the backyard gathered together, they saw that the rebel had forced the trial centurion to retreat again and again, and the "thin tiger knife" in the trial centurion's hand had bent into an extremely terrifying arc.

Although the "thin tiger knife" was already a rare weapon, it was not a spiritual object or a treasure after all. In the end, it was overwhelmed and broke into several pieces with a bang. Li Sanxin had to retreat with the bare handle in his hand.

Qi Xuansu took advantage of the situation and rushed forward. The blade was always pointed directly at Li Sanxin's chest. The sword energy was like a python spitting out its tongue, which had torn Li Sanxin's clothes from the middle, revealing the "prison ox armor" underneath.

At this moment, a green light flashed between Li Sanxin's sleeves.

It was as if a small green snake coiled up its body and shot out after accumulating power.

Qi Xuansu, who had been at ease all along, finally looked a little embarrassed at this moment. Although he had made a dodging move in advance, the sharp green light still cut a big hole in his chest, and blood was faintly seeping out.

At that moment, Qi Xuansu almost hovered near the gate of hell, but he just didn't step over the threshold.

The green light jumped unsteadily between the flow, and after flashing several times, it shot towards Qi Xuansu again.

Fortunately, Qi Xuansu was prepared this time. At the critical moment, he blocked the green light with a horizontal sword, and dangerously blocked the green light.

This green light finally revealed its true appearance.

I saw a short sword that was as green as jade hovering in the air.

It was only an inch wide and only a finger long, and there was green sword energy lingering around it.

Qi Xuansu's face suddenly became solemn.

It turned out to be a flying sword.