Emperor Qiankun

"rustle……"

At this moment, a faint voice suddenly rang out.

Li Qingyuan looked in the direction of the sound alertly, only to see that the python had been beheaded.

But its huge body was still wriggling, rubbing violently against the ground, making a rustling sound.

This scene was really unbelievable. The python was still alive and even tried to escape!

How could Li Qingyuan let it succeed? He immediately attacked it without hesitation!

He flashed, shook his wrist slightly, and swung the Longyuan Sword again. Beams of sword light flashed out, like a rainbow, and hit the body of the python directly.

“Puff…Swish!”

In an instant, the python's body was chopped into pieces, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and blood spilled all over the ground. The python was completely dead!

A large amount of blood flowed from its huge body, gathering together to form a dark red river that flowed slowly.

Looking around, everywhere you look is a shocking red, and even the air is filled with a strong smell of blood.

......

After getting rid of the python, Li Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

After fighting for several hours, we finally got rid of this group of difficult enemies.

He secretly felt fortunate that these six people were really difficult to deal with. If he didn't have enough spiritual medicine, the outcome would be really hard to predict.

After a series of high-intensity battles, Li Qingyuan has a deeper understanding and understanding of the various means he possesses. He has become more skilled and comfortable in using them, and his realm seems to have improved slightly.

Suddenly, Li Qingyuan seemed to have a feeling in his heart, and he had an epiphany as if he had a blessing in his mind.

He quickly took out two spiritual herbs and swallowed them.

Afterwards, ignoring the bloodstains on the ground beneath him, he sat down cross-legged on the spot, closed his eyes, and began to enter a state of selfless practice.

......

At this moment, snowflakes suddenly fell from the sky.

The pure white snowflakes fell down one after another, gradually piling up on Li Qingyuan's body, forming a thin layer of snow.

The blood on the ground seemed even colder and more icy under the cover and blending of snowflakes.

In the end, it completely turned into pools of cold blood, forming a sharp contrast with the pure white snow.

As the battle ended, there was gradually movement in the city, and people began to cautiously stick their heads out one after another.

Looking at the messy and bloody scene before them, they couldn't help but talk among themselves, with complicated expressions on their faces, including surprise, fear, and admiration.

"Oh my god! This is truly bizarre! After so many years, snowflakes are actually falling in our Jingxue City!"

An old man opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief.

"That's right! This isn't snowing at all. Look at the ground, it's almost a sea of ​​blood. It's so scary!"

The old woman next to her covered her mouth in horror.

"Yeah, so many people died! The blood flowed like a river, it was horrible..."

The other young woman was pale and trembling.

......

"But having said that, this guy is really fierce! He fought against six people alone without any fear, and even killed those five Earthly Demon Realm cultivators and a giant python!"

"With such courage and strength, he's simply the legendary god-like being. He's definitely a role model for my generation! From now on, he's my only idol!"

A passionate young man said loudly with admiration on his face.

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately resonated with the people around them.

"What do you mean by 'your idol'? He's clearly our idol! I've just carefully painted his face. From now on, I will worship before his portrait every day, praying that I can be imbued with a touch of his heroic spirit."

A man who looked like a scholar shook the scroll in his hand with an excited expression.

"Brother, if you can paint a few more, I'll buy them at a high price!"

Next to the scholar was a middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe and looking like he came from a well-off family. His eyes were full of desire and he couldn't wait to speak loudly.

"Stop talking nonsense here. Don't you realize that this kid is probably in big trouble?"

As everyone was discussing the matter, an old man reminded them worriedly, "We in Jingxue City have a clear ban on anyone fighting in the city, let alone causing such a big commotion like today. The city lord has always been strict in enforcing the law, and he will definitely not let him off easily!"

"..."

Just as everyone was talking, a figure stood quietly on a very hidden roof.

This person was dressed in gorgeous clothes, his sleeves fluttering gently in the wind, revealing his tall and straight figure, and he exuded an aura of majesty from head to toe.

This person is none other than Yang Lin.

At this moment, Yang Lin's face was gloomy and full of anger. Looking at the scene below, he couldn't help but mutter to himself: "What a bunch of trash!"

In fact, Yang Lin had arrived in Jingxue City a long time ago. He had been hiding in the dark since Li Qingyuan killed the first archer.

He watched the entire battle quietly, and the shock in his heart grew stronger with Li Qingyuan's amazing performances.

He really couldn't imagine that Li Qingyuan was so incredibly powerful.

Whether facing the siege of numerous killers or fighting fiercely with the ferocious python, he can handle it with ease and win every battle.

At this moment, when Yang Lin saw Li Qingyuan sitting cross-legged on the ground, as if he was about to break through, the murderous intent deep in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

The strong murderous intent instantly filled his eyes, making his originally handsome face look somewhat hideous.

The next moment, Yang Lin bent his legs slightly, tapped the roof tiles with his toes, and his whole body rushed towards Li Qingyuan like an arrow.

He didn't know when an extremely sharp sword appeared in his hand, and the blade was flashing with a chilling cold light. It was obvious that he intended to kill Li Qingyuan in one fell swoop!

......

But just as Yang Lin's figure flashed away not far away, several figures emitting powerful auras came flying in the air like meteors chasing the moon and quickly landed in front of Li Qingyuan.

When Yang Lin saw these people suddenly appearing, he was startled and quickly stopped. He tapped his toes and disappeared into the surrounding darkness like a wisp of smoke again. He held his breath and quietly observed the movements below.

At this time, there were five people standing in front of Li Qingyuan, led by an old man.

The old man had white hair and a youthful face, a ruddy complexion, and a pair of thick white eyebrows hanging above his eyes like two silver waterfalls. His deep and sharp gaze seemed to be able to see through everything.

He was wearing a black robe with sleeves fluttering in the wind. It was embroidered with exquisite golden patterns, making him look solemn and mysterious.

The whole person exudes a powerful aura that is intimidating without even being angry, making people dare not look directly at him.

The old man was none other than the lord of Jingxue City—Wang Xuesong!