Chapter 231: This apprentice is such a good actor!
This time, there were many more people from the Hou and Wen families than from the Cui family, and Wen Hongfeng was also present.
The swelling on her face had subsided, but all her vital energy had been lost, and she looked very old.
As soon as Wen Hongfeng saw Qin Ziling coming in, she pointed at him with deep hatred in her eyes, and said to an old Taoist priest beside her, who was wearing a white Taoist robe, a star crown on his head, holding a whisk in his hand, and had a childlike face and white hair, and had an immortal style, "My father is that bastard who ruined my cultivation. You must help me kill him later!"
This old Taoist was none other than the Elder Wen of the Biyun Sect who had intercepted Feng Ziluo on the way back from the Dragon Vein last year.
"Mom, he's just a kid, why does your grandpa need to help? I'll help you kill him later and vent your hatred." A man next to him who looked to be in his thirties and whose eyebrows were somewhat similar to Wen Hongfeng said with a conceited look on his face.
"Since Kunhu can easily suppress Kunye, it may not be easy for you to defeat him. It would be more appropriate for your grandfather to take action. Your opponent is Shanhe, you must defeat him!" Hou Yuehong said in a deep voice, looking at Cui Kunhu with a hint of kindness like a strict father.
Cui Kunhu glanced at Hou Yuehong and said nothing more.
"Who is that guy dressed as a scholar?" Qin Ziling ignored Wen Hongfeng and the others. He just glanced at the old man who was sitting between the Hou and Wen families. He was dressed as a scholar, with his eyes closed, looking calm, with a narrow face, tall and thin, and asked Cui Shanhe beside him in a low voice.
Cui Shanhe's eyes fell on the scholar, his pupils shrank slightly, revealing a solemn expression as he said, "His name is Pu Jingyan, the deputy leader of the Biyun Sect, the most proud disciple of the old man Qingsong, and the most powerful person who has the greatest hope of becoming the second master of the Biyun Sect. Cui Kunhu is his disciple.
It is said that Pu Jingyan has been in seclusion for cultivation in recent years, but I didn't expect that he would come out today just for this matter. It seems that Pu Jingyan thinks highly of Cui Kunhu!"
While Cui Shanhe and Qin Ziling were talking in low voices, Pu Jingyan suddenly opened his eyes.
As soon as he opened his eyes, two rays of light shot out like swords, making everyone around him suddenly pale in comparison, as if he was the only one left in the world.
Pu Jingyan's gaze only glanced at Cui Shanhe and Qin Ziling, and then fell on Jian Bailou.
An invisible force swept towards Jianbailou following Pu Jingyan's gaze.
A faint black aura surged across Jian Bailou's face, and the invisible force instantly retreated.
Pu Jingyan's gaze returned to normal, but he looked at Jian Bailou with more contempt and superiority, as if he was already a dying man.
Seeing this, Qin Ziling's lips curled up into a meaningful smile.
His teacher is definitely an acting genius!
Soon, both parties sat facing each other on the left and right sides of Dong Batian and other witnesses.
Seeing that both parties had arrived, Dong Batian was straightforward and asked both parties to sign a life and death agreement and the price that the loser would have to pay. He then went on stage, said a few polite words, and then retreated.
If the Cui family loses, not only will they have to give up a large part of Qinghe County's interests, but the Wen family will also have to abolish Qin Ziling's cultivation . Of course, the premise is that Qin Ziling can survive the fight.
Because both sides have a rule that if one side does not voluntarily admit defeat during the fight, the fight will end to the death!
Of course, if the Wen family and the Hou family lose, they will have to give up a lot of Qinghe County’s interests.
As soon as Dong Batian stepped down, Wen Chuansen stood up leisurely and walked into the fighting arena with a whisk in his hand.
"Although I don't want to bully the weak, Qin Ziling has ruined my daughter's reputation and destroyed her cultivation. As a father, I would be unworthy of being a father if I cannot seek justice for my daughter!" Wen Chuansen bowed to all around and spoke with great righteousness. Then his face suddenly darkened and he swung his whisk in the direction of Qin Ziling.
The soft silver whisk threads suddenly straightened and pointed at Qin Ziling in unison, the threads sparkling silver in the sunlight.
"Qin boy, if you have the courage, come out and fight. If you don't have the courage, just hide behind Cui Baiming and let him fight for you first. I don't mind dealing with Cui Baiming first and then you!" Wen Chuansen said arrogantly and contemptuously.
"Like daughter, like father! Your daughter bullies the weak and is full of evil. She has ruined the happy life of my grandpa and grandma, and caused his wife and children to be separated. She has suffered humiliation for many years. It can be said that she deserves the fate she has today, and it has a lot to do with you, her father, not fulfilling your responsibility to teach her.
Now you, as a father, have ignored all the evil things your daughter has done over the years, and instead you want to step forward and kill me, and now you are still saying it so righteously, it seems that you, an old man, are also very bad! "Qin Ziling held the "Blood Battle" horizontal sword in his hand, stepped into the fighting field slowly, and then pointed the blade at Wen Chuansen, and said coldly.
"Don't slander me, you brat. If I don't kill you today, I won't be worthy of being a father!" Wen Chuansen's face suddenly darkened, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and he threw the whisk in his hand into the sky.
All of a sudden, thousands of whisk silk threads scattered like flowers from heaven, and sharp streaks of silver light tore through the air, shooting towards Qin Ziling like lightning, sealing off all the space where he was.
Some silver light fell on the ground, and the hard bluestone ground became as soft as tofu, and immediately there appeared dense holes as big as needle holes.
On the Cui family's side, except for Jian Bailou and Xiao Qing who were calm and composed, everyone else's pupils suddenly shrank.
"This old thief's true energy is becoming more and more refined, and his means of control are becoming more and more sophisticated!" Cui Baiming showed a trace of worry.
Seeing this, Wen Hongfeng's eyes showed anticipation and longing, and the muscles on her face kept twisting.
Hou Yuehong and others smiled as if they had already secured victory.
At this moment, the "Blood Battle" sword in Qin Ziling's hand shook, and suddenly an extremely powerful sword energy rose into the sky.
Immediately afterwards, the blood-red knife light shook, and circles formed into a large blood ball, wrapping Qin Ziling completely inside.
"Ding ding dang dang!" Bits of silver light fell on the big ball of blood, making a loud sound like heavy rain knocking on the window.
The huge ball of blood light was so airtight that not even water could get in. The overwhelming silver light was completely blocked.
The huge ball of blood rolled forward in the continuously falling silver and cold light.
The sharp sword energy and overwhelming murderous aura swept towards Wen Chuansen along with the big ball of blood.
Wen Chuansen's face changed slightly when he saw this, and the magic spell in his hand changed.
Thousands of silver threads of the whisk gathered together and condensed into one, then swooped down towards Qin Ziling like a silver dragon.
Qin Ziling smiled coldly upon seeing this, and the big ball of blood shook, turning back into a horizontal sword that reflected the blood-red light in the sunlight.
"Blood Battle" slashed at the silver dragon with his sword.
Suddenly, a blade light more than ten feet long rushed out from the blade.
Swish!
The sharp blade tore through the air, leaving a trajectory in the air that was full of infinite changes and yet seemed to be extremely simple.
Just like the Tai Chi diagram, at first glance, it is simple and clearly black and white.
But the more you look at it, the more you will discover that it contains infinite mysteries of change.
Faced with this strange knife, Wen Chuansen suddenly felt a chill all over his body.
It seemed that this knife filled the entire world, was everywhere, and could fall on any part of the "Silver Dragon".
Wen Chuansen's expression changed slightly, his eyes revealed an extremely solemn look, and he chanted the magic spell in his hand again.
The silver dragon soared into the sky, agile in the air, and did not dare to take the knife.
The entire training ground seemed to suddenly become quiet.
Not to mention Cui Baiming and others who didn't know Qin Ziling's background, even Jian Bailou and Xiao Qing who knew a little about Qin Ziling's background were shocked when they saw this.
Especially Jian Bailou almost stood up.
He is a master of swordsmanship and has even realized a hint of the sword spirit.
The feeling Qin Ziling's knife strike just now gave him was as if he had touched the threshold of knife intent.
It is extremely fierce, looking down on the world, able to kill everything, but it also contains the gentleness and changes like flowing water.
Pu Jingyan's careless gaze suddenly became extremely sharp, revealing a strong murderous intent.
Seeing the silver dragon soaring into the sky, Qin Ziling laughed loudly, holding the "blood battle" sword in his hand, and rushed straight towards Wen Chuansen.
In the art of Qi training, before reaching the Grandmaster level, the power of heaven and earth that can be mobilized is extremely limited, and one mainly uses the true strength and true essence gained through hard practice.
However, because the true power and true essence are derived from the qi of heaven and earth, they are only marked with personal imprints after practice, and are essentially still the qi of heaven and earth. Therefore, unlike martial artists, qigong practitioners can use the true power and true essence that originate from the same source as the qi of heaven and earth to control magic tools and magic treasures from a relatively long distance, thus keeping the main body in a relatively safe position.
The warrior's strength comes from the body, so even if it can burst out of the body, the distance is very limited.
But precisely because the strength comes from the physical body and truly belongs to oneself, the warrior can control it as easily as using his own arms and fingers, and the strength can be directed freely.
Therefore, once a warrior approaches his main body, although the Qi Refiner can also use his true energy and true essence for close combat, he will be at a disadvantage relatively speaking.
Wen Chuansen saw Qin Ziling coming straight at him with a knife in hand, with such ferocious force that it tore through the air and created gusts of wind and waves. His face changed again, and he leaped back, while at the same time he cast a spell, and the silver dragon rushed towards Qin Ziling again.
"Kill!" Qin Ziling shouted coldly and chopped forward with a knife. The thick and long blood-red blade light was still simple, but it contained unpredictable changes.
Wen Chuansen's pupils suddenly shrank, his face darkened, and the silver dragon stretched out its body and danced wildly in the air. Silver light filled the sky, covering the space where "Blood Battle" had passed by, and then suddenly wrapped around it and stirred it.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!" The silver dragon continued to entwine and shrink, and the blood-colored blade light was continuously compressed, bursting out with bits of blood-colored and silver-colored light blending together, and sprinkled down, looking extremely gorgeous in the sunlight.
When a few points of silver light fell, they turned into silver whisk threads.
The extremely sharp blade and blade light actually cut off some of the whisk silk.
Wen Chuansen's face became increasingly gloomy and ugly.
He could feel that Qin Ziling's cultivation was actually only at the initial stage of bone refining, because the bone strength he released through the "Blood Battle" sword had a hint of copper, which was the unique color of the bone strength contained in the superficial bones.
So when Wen Chuansen saw that Qin Ziling's swordsmanship was mysterious, he changed his strategy and decided not to compete with him.
Instead, you must use force to defeat skill!
Wen Chuansen directly used the silver dragon transformed from the whisk silk to wrap around the "Blood Battle" sword, trying to crush it directly with his powerful true energy.
But he didn't expect that Qin Ziling's bone strength was not only hard and sharp, but also endless and extremely powerful. It was not like other great martial artists in the early stage of bone refining who could only burst out intermittently.
The endless bone strength, with its hardness, managed to withstand his powerful crushing force, and at the same time, with its sharpness, it broke through the surface and continuously cut open his "Silver Dragon".
In this way, Wen Chuansen was equivalent to bursting out with all his strength, while Qin Ziling just focused on breaking through at one point.
Wen Chuansen's energy consumption is huge, but his energy consumption is much less.
However, the two sides are now entangled, and Wen Chuansen will inevitably lose face if he retreats. He is also worried that Qin Ziling's mysterious swordsmanship will take advantage of the situation to counterattack.
Of course, Wen Chuansen also relied on the fact that he was in the late stage of Zhenyuan. In a competition of strength and endurance, there was no way he could lose to Qin Ziling, who was in the early stage of Bone Refining.
Time passes slowly like running water.
A stick of incense passed.
In the sun, in mid-air.
The silver dragon was still tightly wrapped around the "Blood Battle" sword, strangling it continuously.
A blood-red blade light was entangled in the silver dragon like a blood python, twisting continuously, as if trying to break free.
The lights on both sides were gradually dimming, and the original shapes of the whisk and the sword were faintly visible.
A lot of silver threads from the whisk were scattered on the ground.
Wen Chuansen's face turned pale, his forehead was covered with sweat, and the true energy in his body rolled out, consuming a huge amount of energy.
But Wen Chuansen had no intention of giving up.
Because Qin Ziling's situation seemed to be worse than his.
He held the sword in his hand, his muscles were tangled and veins were bulging, his young and handsome face was flushed red in the sun, beads of sweat were rolling down his forehead, and his body was trembling slightly, as if he would collapse at the next moment.
Seeing this, the people from the Hou and Wen camps looked visibly relaxed.
Wen Chuansen is a veteran Qi-refining master in the late stage of True Yuan. His True Yuan is vigorous and powerful, and inexhaustible. Now he uses the silver threads of his whisk to tightly entangle Qin Ziling's "bloody battle" horizontal sword, forcing him to waste his energy, without being able to display his mysterious sword skills.
In their opinion, no matter how strong Qin Ziling's blood and strength, including bone strength, was, he could never be better than Wen Chuansen. Even though Wen Chuansen's fighting style consumed at least two or three times more energy than Qin Ziling, Qin Ziling would definitely not be able to outlast him.
In fact, the current situation of both sides also confirms their ideas.
Everyone in the Cui family had a face as dark as if water was about to drip out. Even Cui Shanhe couldn't help but curse Wen Chuansen for being shameless, but was scolded by Dong Tianba and had no choice but to shut up.
On the Cui family's side, only Jian Bailou and Xiao Qing secretly curled their lips.
This apprentice is such a good actor!
Poor Elder Wen, even at his old age, he can't escape the fate of being tricked by his eldest brother!
Another stick of incense passed.
The sun had already climbed to the center of everyone's heads.
The winter sun feels warm and comfortable on the body.
But Wen Chuansen felt that the sun was so strong that he felt dizzy. The sweat on his forehead had turned into heavy sweat, and his white Taoist robe was so wet that it seemed as if water was dripping from it.
Qin Ziling on the opposite side was still the same as before, even trembling slightly, as if he would run out of strength and fall to the ground in the next moment, but he just didn't fall.
The people who witnessed it were stunned.
This was the first time they saw a great martial artist in the early stage of bone refining compete with a great Qi refining master in the late stage of true essence in endurance, and he could actually last so long.
Every time, it seemed as if it was about to run out of strength, but it would squeeze out a little water like a sponge.
The people from the Wen family and the Hou family started to look so gloomy that they wanted to curse.
The people of the Cui family went from being pessimistic and desperate at the beginning to being extremely nervous, fearing that Qin Ziling would not be able to hold on the next moment.
Another stick of incense passed.
In the sunlight, Wen Chuansen's body began to tremble like Qin Ziling, and his originally rosy old face had completely lost its luster and became wrinkled.
Qin Ziling is still the same.
The atmosphere of the scene was subtle and strange.
Except for Xiao Qing and Jian Bailou who wanted to laugh, everyone else felt that something was wrong.
Just when the spectators felt something was wrong, Qin Ziling suddenly said, "Old man! This kind of fighting method is too boring, let's do something more straightforward!"
While Qin Ziling's voice was still echoing in the air, a shadow streaked across the martial arts field and approached Wen Chuansen.
"Looking for death!" Wen Chuansen was overjoyed when he saw this. He opened his mouth and sprayed a stream of water-based true energy towards Qin Ziling.
The water essence condensed into an ice sword in the air, aiming straight at Qin Ziling's throat.
At the same time, the magic whisk had taken the opportunity to release the "blood battle" sword that had lost control, and the silver threads turned into thousands of silver rays and shot towards Qin Ziling again.
"What a pity, in the end they still couldn't beat Wen Chuansen!" Dong Tianba and others lamented secretly.
Everyone from the Wen family and the Hou family looked surprised.
Everyone in the Cui family looked terrified, and Cui Baiming even opened his mouth to admit defeat on behalf of Qin Ziling, but was stopped by Jian Bailou.
In everyone's opinion, Qin Ziling's lamp oil has now run out, and he has no choice but to give up his "bloody battle" sword and try his best to kill Wen Chuansen.
But Wen Chuansen was, after all, a veteran Qi-refining master in the late stage of true energy. He still had a little true energy left and was quick to react. He used a stream of true energy to condense an ice sword to attack Qin Ziling's vital points, preventing him from getting closer, and at the same time recalled the magic whisk.
Now Qin Ziling was attacked from both sides. Even if he could break the ice sword, how could his flesh and blood body avoid or block the silver cold light that was scattered all over the sky?
Unless he still has a lot of strength left, he can set up a strong force shield around his body!
But is this possible?
Just when everyone thought that Qin Ziling would be defeated and killed this time, Qin Ziling actually opened his mouth, and a crystal clear flying sword that reflected colorful colors in the sunlight broke through the air.
"Bang!" A sound was heard.
The flying sword directly shattered the ice sword formed by Wen Chuansen's true energy.
Almost at the same time, Qin Ziling's figure did not stop at all, and he even exerted force suddenly at an even more terrifying speed.
"Stop!" The Wen family and the Hou family shouted immediately. Pu Jingyan pointed at Qin Ziling in the air, and a green sword energy tore through the air and stabbed towards him.
"Pu Jingyan, how can you be as shameless as your master!" Seeing this, Jian Bailou pointed into the air, and an even sharper golden sword energy tore through the air, arriving first.
The two sword energies collided in the air and exploded violently, causing waves of air.
The dark aura appeared on Jian Bailou's face again, and this time it was more obvious.
“Sizzle!”
Qin Ziling's hand knife stabbed directly into the chest of Wen Chuansen who was retreating rapidly, and then he pulled it out suddenly, knelt on one knee, gasping for breath, with sweat rolling down his forehead.
Wen Chuansen looked at the blood gushing out of his chest, and fell to the ground with his head raised in disbelief.
