Emperor Qiankun

At this time, a middle-aged man beside Wang Xuesong stepped forward, his face showing worry, and said to him: "City Lord, this..."

"No problem, let him break through first."

Wang Xuesong waved his hand, interrupting the people around him. Although his voice was not loud, it carried unquestionable majesty.

The middle-aged man seemed a little unwilling, but he didn't dare to disobey Wang Xuesong's order, so he could only nod and reply: "But City Lord, so many people have died in Jingxue City. If the cabinet investigates, I'm afraid we won't be able to explain ourselves!"

Wang Xuesong smiled nonchalantly and said loudly, "What are you afraid of? Even if the Pavilion Master blames me, I will bear the responsibility!"

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At that time, Wang Xuesong was in Lingyin Pavilion, sitting with several old friends, sipping drinks and enjoying the joy of being together.

When he suddenly heard the news from Jingxue City, his expression instantly became solemn. Without saying much, he hurried back through the teleportation array.

When he returned to Jingxue City, he witnessed the devastated and bloody scene in the city.

Anger suddenly burned in Wang Xuesong's eyes, and hundreds of harsh punishments instantly surged in his mind.

He secretly thought that he must cut this troublemaker into pieces to serve as a warning to others!

However, when his eyes fell on the madman, he realized it was Li Qingyuan.

He couldn't help but look stagnant, his heart filled with bitterness and helplessness, and he sighed to himself: "This is really like a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple!"

Wang Xuesong had met Li Qingyuan and had a deep friendship with Li Qingyuan's master, Mr. Hua.

Just now, he was drinking and chatting with old friends including Mr. Hua in Lingyin Pavilion.

Because of this connection, the anger in Wang Xuesong's heart disappeared in an instant, replaced by a friendly look.

His eyes were full of love and tolerance as he looked at Li Qingyuan. A gentle smile even appeared unconsciously at the corner of his mouth, as if the blood and chaos before him were completely unnoticed.

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After a little thought, Wang Xuesong felt that he still needed to inform Mr. Hua about this matter.

After all, Li Qingyuan is Master Hua's disciple, so it is reasonable for Master Hua to be responsible!

So, he reached into his bosom and pulled out a crystal clear jade talisman, then recounted in detail what had happened in Jingxue City, and activated the jade talisman with his profound power, causing it to transform into a stream of light and fly away into the distance.

After doing all this, Wang Xuesong was completely relieved.

He simply stood with his hands behind his back, waiting calmly for Mr. Hua's reply.

Seeing Wang Xuesong's attitude, the middle-aged men behind him suddenly became anxious!

They stayed in Jingxue City all year round, so they had never met Li Qingyuan.

For a moment, several people were confused and anxious, opening and closing their mouths as if they wanted to say something more.

But at this moment, Wang Xuesong's calm and unquestionable voice was heard, "If you feel you have nothing to do and are bored, go and patrol the city to see if there are any survivors. If so, immediately send them to the City Lord's Mansion for full treatment."

When several people heard this, there was still some reluctance and confusion on their faces.

But they did not dare to be negligent or hesitate at all. They immediately accepted the order, turned around and quickly dispersed in different directions. Their figures soon disappeared everywhere in the city.

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Wang Xuesong watched their hurried departure, his expression unchanged, thinking to himself: The path of martial arts is to live towards death. The law of the jungle is the most basic law of survival!

These people have already entered the martial arts world, but they do not know how to cherish their own lives and easily put themselves in danger.

In this way, if you die, it is only your own fault and you cannot blame others.

Therefore, Wang Xuesong did not feel much sympathy for these deceased people.

After all, he had seen scenes like this too many times.

With more experience, he naturally understands the truth better. He has long seen through such things and is calm.

At this time, Yang Lin, who was hiding in the dark, saw this scene and suddenly felt upset and agitated.

He really couldn't understand what the Lord of Jingxue City was thinking.

It is clear that the city is now littered with corpses and there have been heavy casualties.

And the culprit is clearly right in front of us.

But how could this city lord be so indifferent and turn a blind eye?

This style of behavior really made Yang Lin feel extremely surprised and speechless. He couldn't figure out what Wang Xuesong was up to!

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Li Qingyuan naturally sensed someone coming at this moment, but he was at a critical juncture of breakthrough. In addition, the old man and others had no intention of attacking him, so he felt a little relieved and put all his energy into breaking through.

As time slowly passed, the mysterious power in Li Qingyuan's body circulated faster and faster, and the aura around him became stronger and stronger.

Wang Xuesong, who was standing nearby and closely watching Li Qingyuan, couldn't help but narrow his eyes when he saw the scene before him. He was filled with surprise and doubt: So soon! Is he going to break through?

The next moment, the aura around Li Qingyuan reached its peak, and then, as if it were a ripe melon and a natural progression, he successfully broke through to the seventh level of the Purple Mansion Realm.

"call out!"

Just at this moment, a sharp sound of breaking wind broke the silence.

A giant sword with a dazzling fiery red light cut through the vast sky and flew in front of Li Qingyuan in an instant.

After it landed steadily on the ground, five figures walked down from the giant sword, led by Old Hua.

When Elder Hua saw that everyone had left, he immediately waved his hand, and the giant sword shrank to its normal size. Finally, it quietly floated in the air not far from his side, and the sword still emitted a blazing light.

Behind Mr. Hua were Su Yaoyue, Li Muqiu, Chen Lingyu and Gu Yuyan.

Their eyes were all focused on Li Qingyuan, and there was concern in their eyes.

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"Third brother, how are you?"

Chen Lingyu spoke first, his voice as loud as a bell, and he rushed towards Li Qingyuan eagerly while speaking.

Li Qingyuan had just come back to his senses from a deep state of cultivation when he saw Chen Lingyu rushing towards him like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, and was immediately frightened.

He subconsciously stood up suddenly, took several steps back in panic, and avoided Chen Lingyu's embrace.

However, Chen Lingyu pounced too hard and missed his target, falling heavily to the ground.

What's worse is that there is blood spreading on the ground like a river!

Chen Lingyu fell into a pool of blood, and his body was covered with blood. His face and body were covered with scarlet liquid.

Chen Lingyu struggled to get up from the ground, his face covered in blood. The blood kept flowing down his cheeks, and a lot of it even flowed into his mouth.

He was caught off guard and drank several big mouthfuls of blood. The strong and pungent smell of blood instantly irritated his throat and made him cough uncontrollably.