RPAGF Chapter 370: The Sharp Sword!
Chapter 370: The Sharp Sword!
Chapter 370: The Sharp Sword!
Bai Feier is also very good at manipulating people's mentality.
Anyway, if we win the fight, we have to win the argument too; we can't let these kinds of people be stubborn.
After knocking off Qi Yuan's mask, they saw his face, which was half rotten and shriveled, covered with some kind of strange scars.
She suddenly felt a greater sense of apprehension towards the man in front of her.
The wound didn't seem to be caused by Dao power. In her opinion, it was probably caused by some kind of Gu poison or curse. It was indeed disgusting. For some reason, Bai Feier felt that there might be insects wriggling under that half of the rotten and withered face... because she saw some granular things that seemed to be alive.
Bai Feier didn't think that Qi Yuan was hurt by someone else. It was more like he had trapped himself. If someone who specializes in witchcraft and poison can't poison himself, then he can't be considered an expert.
"Brother Qi Yuan!"
Seeing Qi Yuan fall into a disadvantageous position in the battle, and even have his mask cut off, the geniuses of the Northern Desert were all shocked.
Qi Yuan's swordsmanship was honed under extremely difficult conditions.
The warriors of Zhenyuan Palace all have their own extremely cruel training methods. Qi Yuan was able to become a disciple of the First General of the Garrison and learn swordsmanship, which also required him to undergo such cruel training.
His cultivation was locked away, and he had to fight against all sorts of mutated beasts in the foul-smelling wasteland polluted by the Great Abyss, while also enduring the disgusting miasma and so on...
Anyway.
The cultivation methods of Zhenyuan Palace are so terrifying that even in the northern desert, many people would stop in their tracks.
But Qi Yuan survived, and no one knows how he did it. The Ancient Secret Palace restricted everyone's cultivation level, which ironically gave Qi Yuan an enormous advantage!
But I didn't expect it.
The woman in the white dress in front of me actually defeated Qi Yuan in one move, even without any cultivation!
Anyone with eyes could see that Qi Yuan and she were evenly matched. In terms of cultivation, she might not be as strong as this "Golden-Faced Medicine King", but her swordsmanship was indeed unexpectedly exquisite and sharp!
Qi Yuan's face was extremely ugly.
He had just been thinking of teaching this woman a lesson, but now he realized that he hadn't gotten the better deal, and that she had gotten the better deal instead!
"Who...are you?"
He hissed, veins bulging on his forehead.
"you guess."
Bai Feier said with a grin, "...Very good, no wonder you're so confident, it turns out you've found such a helpful assistant."
Qi Yuan silently sheathed his sword. He looked at Meng Yirou, who gave him a dismissive "go wherever you want" look, clearly showing her disdain.
In truth, by now, he knew he couldn't do anything to the woman in front of him.
The opponent's swordsmanship is extremely powerful. If they had the support of cultivation, the outcome might have been different. But now neither of them has any cultivation. The two are only exchanging skills. If they can't win, they can't win. There's no other way. Even if they want to get revenge, they can only wait until their cultivation is no longer suppressed.
Qi Yuan is not the kind of person who is willing to suffer losses.
But a gentleman takes his revenge even after ten years. There's no need to fight to the death now. What's really important is the immortal opportunity in the Ancient Secret Palace!
No wonder Meng Yirou remained so calm even after losing her cultivation...
Thinking this, Qi Yuan's gaze toward Bai Feier grew increasingly sinister.
This woman ruined his plans!
"Oh!"
"That's disgusting...it's terrifying."
As if by unspoken agreement, those on Meng Yirou's side burst into laughter.
The laughter only subsided when Qi Yuan swept his murderous eyes over.
"If you've made enough of a scene, then get out."
Meng Yirou snorted coldly: "Otherwise, your Northern Desert Medicine Sect will definitely leave empty-handed today!"
Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes upon hearing this, then laughed.
"We'll meet again, when..."
He looked at Bai Feier. "Even if we fight to the death, it will still be a battle of wits."
After saying that, Qi Yuan turned and left, leaving everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.
Bai Feier silently sheathed her sword: "I'm always ready."
Meng Yirou watched Qi Yuan's figure disappear into the distance, pondered for a moment, and then suddenly walked up to Bai Feier: "Hey, it's not good to get involved with him. I think you should come with me after things have calmed down here. With the protection of the Qingyi Divine Palace, you won't have to cause any trouble for Young Master Gu."
She knew Qi Yuan's character all too well. If she offended him, he wouldn't let it go so easily, especially since he had already suffered a setback at Bai Feier's hands.
It may be alright now, but he will soon send people away to inquire about Bai Feier's background. It will be easy to find out that Bai Feier is actually just the daughter of a local aristocratic family in the Sun Flame Dynasty.
Until then.
Qi Yuan was about to strike with deadly force.
Not only Bai Feier herself, but also those she knows will suffer. Although Meng Yirou would rather see how horribly Qi Yuan dies when he crashes into Gu Heng...
But it's still unnecessary.
Meng Yirou didn't mind clearing this troublesome matter for Gu Heng and getting him out of here. With her guarantee, even if Qi Yuan had great abilities, he would definitely not dare to confront him head-on.
After all, this isn't the northern desert.
The Qingyi Divine Palace has more and more powerful friends in the Eastern Frontier than the Northern Desert Medicine Sect.
Bai Feier blinked and said with a grin, "Don't worry, I have other powerful backers now too."
"What powerful backer?"
"Young Master Gu helped me become Sister Jiang's disciple, so I now have a master."
"Sister Jiang..."
Meng Yirou murmured something to herself. Then she slowly raised her head and looked at Bai Feier: "Surname Jiang, and can teach you swordsmanship, could he be the 'Saint of Ten Thousand Swords'?"
Bai Feier nodded.
"……walk slowly."
Meng Yirou suddenly realized that she had been presumptuous.
But this is for the best. Compared to the reputation of the Divine Healer Palace, Qi Yuan, the disciple of the world's number one swordsman, is even less likely to provoke.
Because Sect Master Jiang Lingyun is highly respected in the Northern Desert, especially as a guest of honor of the Zhenyuan Palace, where she is the kind of person who exchanges martial arts with General Zhenyuan!
Meng Yirou had heard that more than a thousand years ago, the Great General Zhenyuan owed Jiang Lingyun a huge favor in the trouble of the Extreme Abyss Demon Tide, which he had not yet repaid.
It was also in the northern desert.
That Sect Master Jiang performed the astonishing feat of annihilating a thousand miles of alien demons with a single sword strike. It truly is a classic story that will be passed down through the ages.
……
"I didn't expect that."
Xuanyuan Sheng looked at Qi Yuan, who had led his men to the side and put on a new mask, and clicked his tongue.
Although he was pleased to see the lowlifes of Mobei suffer a setback, Xuan Yuansheng was actually more interested in the nameless girl in the white dress.
What a sharp sword! What sharp eyes!
Who is she?
"...Her sword is very powerful."
"The Prajna Swordsman said calmly."
"Oh? Even Brother Prajna thinks so?"
But it was the next sentence from the Prajna Swordsman that surprised Xuan Yuansheng.
"Well, I'm afraid I'm not as good as her."