Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

Xue Tu hid in the dark, his brows furrowed, the compass needle in his hand trembling slightly, guiding the direction of his target.

His eyes shuttled through the chaotic crowd, trying to find the young man that the president mentioned.

The firelight in the alley illuminated every face, but Xue Tu did not find his target.

Xue Tu was once the leader of the Blood Hand Stronghold, and was feared by everyone. However, fate turned him from a bandit leader into a fugitive.

When he was having fun, the stronghold was surrounded by the emperor's army. He luckily survived under the protection of the Qingmu Chamber of Commerce.

Now, he is like a wild animal trapped in a cage, longing to be free.

The president promised that as long as he completed the task, he would be free.

Xue Tu held the compass tightly, his desire for freedom making his eyes more determined.

He searched among the crowd, and finally, the compass needle stabilized and pointed to a young man in a purple-black robe.

The young man seemed to be standing in the center of the crowd, standing out.

Xue Tu observed carefully and found that he seemed to be in conflict with another young man, and the scene was quite arrogant.

He is dressed in gorgeous clothes, has an arrogant attitude, and has many followers. It seems that it must be him.

Xue Tu sneered in his heart. A person of this strength could be crushed to death with one hand. He didn't know what grudge the president had against him.

He gripped the sword tightly in his hand, ready to strike.

Qin Fen stood in front of Hu Qing with a smug smile on his face. He felt that he had complete control of the situation.

He said to Hu Qing condescendingly: "No, brother, what strength do you have? You dare not do it next time."

However, Hu Qing did not respond, and his silence made Qin Fen unhappy.

Qin Fen decided to use his fist to make Hu Qing remember this lesson. He clenched his fist and prepared to deliver a powerful punch.

At this critical moment, the sound of metal collision suddenly came from the alley.

Qin Fen turned his head and saw a big man about eight feet tall with a face full of flesh holding a big knife inlaid with iron rings. The sound came from the vibrating big knife in his hand.

Qin Fen was annoyed. He didn't expect that someone would dare to disturb him at this time.

He sent a younger brother to drive away the uninvited guest.

The younger brother walked up to Xue Tu and was about to attack, but he saw a flash of a knife and his body was instantly split in half.

Blood and internal organ fragments splattered everywhere, and the scene was extremely bloody.

When Qin Fen saw his younger brother being killed, and in such a cruel way, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

He waved his hand and asked everyone to come forward to surround Xue Tu, while he stepped aside to watch the battle.

Hu Qing was thrown to the ground, curled up in pain. Although he was in a dangerous situation, a smile appeared on his face.

He knew that his bet was right and he would not die here tonight.

Facing the crowd rushing towards him, Xue Tu didn't have the slightest fear in his eyes, only coldness and murderous intent.

The spiritual power in his body surged, and the scarlet light covered the entire broadsword. That was the "Bloodthirsty Warfare" he practiced.

As Xue Tu's spiritual power surged, his strength was fully displayed. His cultivation in the late Jindan stage stood out among this group of people.

Each of his strikes carried devastating force, and no one could stop his sword wherever it went.

The battle quickly turned into a one-sided massacre.

Xue Tu's sword swung among the crowd, taking away a life with every strike.

Black blood flowed in the alleys, broken limbs were scattered everywhere, the scene was like hell.

Hu Qing witnessed all this from the side, his face pale and his stomach churning.

Although he was also a cultivator, he still found such a cruel scene unbearable.

He turned to look at Qin Fen and found that Qin Fen was shaking non-stop, his eyes full of fear.

After the massacre, Xue Tu walked towards Qin Fen step by step, stepping on the sticky blood.

His steps were heavy and slow, and every step made Qin Fen feel desperate.

Just as Xue Tu was about to attack Qin Fen, suddenly, a figure jumped down from the top of the alley and landed between Xue Tu and Qin Fen.

The visitor was Qin Fen's butler, a middle-aged man with ordinary appearance.

When Qin Fen saw the housekeeper, he felt like he had grabbed a life-saving straw and quickly rolled and crawled to hide behind the housekeeper.

The butler looked calm as he quickly took out a silver spear from his storage bag.

He held the gun in his hand, and his aura suddenly changed. It was obvious that he was also a strong man in the late Jindan stage.

The butler and Xue Tu's eyes collided in mid-air, and the atmosphere between them instantly became tense.

A hint of surprise flashed across Xue Tu's eyes, but was then replaced by a desire to fight.

He didn't expect that Qin Fen had such a master by his side, but for him, this was just a more exciting challenge.

The two men fought fiercely in the narrow alley, with gun shadows and flashing swords, and every confrontation was carried out with amazing power.

Qin Fen watched the two fighting from the side, knowing that he could not help at all in such a battle, and his heart was already filled with fear.

Qin Fen decided to take the opportunity to escape from this dangerous place. After all, his life was at stake.

However, Hu Qing did not intend to let Qin Fen go just like that.

He had just been bullied by Qin Fen, and the account had not yet been settled. Moreover, the Chao Wen Dao robe that Qin Fen was wearing was originally won by Hu Qing at an auction.

Hu Qing quietly walked out of his hiding place, ready to stop Qin Fen when he escaped.

Qin Fen took advantage of the chaos of the battle between the housekeeper and Xue Tu and quietly moved to the other end of the alley.

Although his footsteps were light, they were as clear as drumbeats in Hu Qing's ears.

Hu Qing followed closely behind, ready to strike when Qin Fen was least prepared.

Just when Qin Fen was about to escape from the alley, Hu Qing suddenly accelerated and rushed behind Qin Fen in a few steps.

Qin Fen felt the movement behind him and turned around in panic, only to see Hu Qing's fist already in front of him.

Hu Qing's fist hit Qin Fen's face hard. Qin Fen screamed in pain and fell to the ground.

Hu Qing did not stop. He rode on Qin Fen and punched him one after another, each punch filled with the anger of being bullied just now.

"Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola!"

Hu Qing's heart was filled with complicated emotions. He stood beside Qin Fen's body, breathing rapidly. There was a sense of pleasure of revenge and an unspeakable heaviness in his heart.

He didn't expect that a momentary anger would lead to such a result.

Qin Fen's face was unrecognizable, having been beaten into a pile of minced meat by Hu Qing's fists. This once arrogant and domineering young master of a wealthy family was now lying on the cold ground, no longer breathing.

Hu Qing looked down at his hands, which were covered in blood, some of his own, but mostly from Qin Fen.

His fist was covered in blood and pain, but he couldn't feel any pain at the moment, all his senses seemed numb.