Her eyes were as clear as autumn water, her long hair fell on her shoulders like a waterfall, and her light blue dress fluttered in the wind, as if she had walked out of a painting.

Zheng Yuan's heart beat faster involuntarily. He stared at the woman, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

He secretly wondered in his heart, was this woman the Siqin he had been waiting for? Or was it someone else?

Zheng Yuan asked tentatively, "Why do you think I'm waiting for you?" His voice was steady and a little wary.

"Hahaha, what do you think? You thought you could hide what you did in Yunshan Market from me?" Siqin chuckled. Her laughter was clear and sweet, echoing in the air like a silver bell.

There was a sly glint in Siqin's eyes, as if she had already read Zheng Yuan's mind. She raised her chin slightly, staring intently at him, waiting for his response.

Zheng Yuan's heart trembled. He hadn't expected Siqin to notice his actions in Yunshan Market. He pondered how to respond, but his expression remained impassive. "I don't know what you're talking about," Zheng Yuan said calmly.

Siqin's lips curled up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile. "You don't have to deny it, I already have enough clues," she said with confidence.

Zheng Yuan remained silent, knowing that any excuse he made would reveal a flaw. His mind raced, pondering his next move. Siqin slowly approached Zheng Yuan, a delicate fragrance emanating from her. "Do you think your plan is flawless?"

In fact, I have noticed your intention from the beginning. Siqin's voice was soft but firm.

Zheng Yuan's eyes became even colder, he knew he was exposed.

Zheng Yuan asked coldly, "Are you here alone?" His voice was icy cold, as if it could freeze the air around him.

"How come you've been found out? Are you upset? Are you planning to attack?" Siqin said with a hint of amusement. A playful smile appeared on her face, and she didn't seem to take Zheng Yuan's questioning seriously. Siqin raised her chin slightly, a hint of provocation in her eyes.

Do you think you have a chance of winning? Her tone was full of confidence.

Zheng Yuan's eyes became even gloomier. He stared at Siqin closely, emitting a strong murderous aura.

Do you think you are my opponent? Zheng Yuan said calmly

After saying this, Zheng Yuan immediately took out a top-grade magical staff. With a flick of his wrist, the staff whistled out, sending out several sharp shadows, killing Siqin. Wherever the shadows passed, a sharp whistling sound was emitted.

Seeing this, Siqin smiled slightly, her expression calm and composed. With a flick of her jade hand, she produced a top-grade magical flying sword. The sword had a slender blade and gleamed with a cold light.

Siqin twisted her wrist and swung her sword. Several brilliant sword lights shot out, heading towards Zheng Yuan's stick shadow. The sword lights were extremely fast.

In an instant, the shadows of the sticks and the flashes of the swords collided in mid-air, emitting resounding explosions. Powerful waves of magical energy spread outward, blowing the surrounding trees to and fro, and sending leaves scattering. Zheng Yuan and Si Qin each took a few steps back, a look of solemnity in their eyes. They both knew that the opponent was no pushover, and this battle would be extremely difficult.

Zheng Yuan's eyes flashed, and he swung the long staff in his hand once more. With unstoppable force, he instantly unleashed six shadows. The shadows, seemingly tangible, carried a powerful, oppressive force as they charged towards Siqin once again. Each shadow imbued itself with Zheng Yuan's immense magical power, and wherever it passed, a wave of piercing sound echoed through the air.

Siqin frowned slightly as she watched the shadow of the stick attacking her again. She knew Zheng Yuan's attack was incredibly powerful and couldn't be taken lightly. She gripped her flying sword tightly, pouring her magic power into it continuously.

The sword shone brightly, as if it was about to roar out at any time. Siqin shouted softly, and the flying sword in her hand danced. More and more sharp sword lights shot out, heading towards Zheng Yuan's six stick shadows.

With a bang, Zheng Yuan's six stick shadows were broken, and he was blown several feet away and spit out a mouthful of blood. This was the first time that Zheng Yuan's six stick shadows were broken.

Zheng Yuan was also slightly surprised. Is this the peak combat power of the thirteenth level of Qi Refining? He originally thought that his attack would be enough to make Siqin panic, but he didn't expect her to deflect it so easily. This gave him a new understanding of Siqin's strength.

Zheng Yuan slapped his storage bag, and instantly three Qi-refining Great Perfection corpses flew out. These three corpses exuded a sinister aura, their eyes gleaming red. Zheng Yuan commanded them to surround and kill Siqin. The corpses moved swiftly, pounced on Siqin like ghosts.

Siqin saw the three corpses and chuckled, "I didn't expect you were a disciple of the Corpse Training Sect." Her tone held a hint of surprise, but not the slightest fear. Siqin swung her flying sword, and a flash of sword light slashed directly at one of the corpses. The corpse trembled slightly at the sword's impact, but suffered no significant damage.

Siqin frowned. She hadn't expected this corpse's defense to be so strong. With a flash of her body, she dodged the attacks of the other two. Then, she swung her flying sword again, sending streams of sword light raining down on the three corpses.

Zheng Yuan, delighted at this, immediately surrounded Siqin with the corpses. He swung his long staff, coordinating with the corpses' attacks, constantly pressuring Siqin. Zheng Yuan was now in high spirits, and his coordination with the corpses was becoming increasingly seamless, giving him a slight advantage.

Seeing the situation was not good, Siqin frowned. Without hesitation, she patted her storage bag, and a flash of light appeared, and she took out a spiritual flying sword.

This flying sword exudes a powerful aura, and runes flicker on the sword body. It is obviously more powerful than the previous top-grade magic flying sword.

Siqin grasped the flying sword, her magical power pouring into it furiously. The blade shone brightly, its power so intense it was unbearable to look directly at. She swung the sword, and a piercing bolt of light shot out, slashing directly at Zheng Yuan and his corpse.

Wherever the sword light passed, waves of water rippled and a sharp whistling sound was emitted. Zheng Yuan felt the powerful force of this spiritual weapon sword light and was secretly shocked.

He quickly commanded the corpses to dodge and retreated himself. However, the sword light was so fast that it reached him in an instant. Zheng Yuan had no choice but to raise his long staff and block the sword light.

There was a loud bang, and Zheng Yuan's arms went numb from the powerful impact, and his body involuntarily retreated backward. His corpses were also hit by the aftermath of the sword light and flew backwards.

Siqin took advantage of this opportunity and swung the magic flying sword again. Sword lights fell one after another, launching a fierce attack on Zheng Yuan and Lian Shi.

Seeing the situation was not good, Zheng Yuan quickly ordered the corpses to defend themselves. His face became extremely solemn, and he secretly thought that Siqin's strength was far beyond his imagination.

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