Emperor Qiankun

After landing, Li Qingyuan felt a sharp pain in his body again, and several bones in his body broke at this moment.

The immense pain made it impossible for him to support his body anymore. He could only fall to the ground in agony, gasping for breath.

Seeing that his attack failed, the old man in purple flashed and rushed forward like a ghost, with a ferocious look on his face, and slapped out again without hesitation.

At this moment, he was determined to kill. Not only did he want to take Li Qingyuan's life, but he also wanted to get the Emperor Sword in his hand. He was determined to kill him and take the sword as soon as possible!

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This time, Li Qingyuan had no way to escape. He opened his eyes wide, his gaze as sharp as a torch, staring intently at the purple-robed old man.

That look was like a sharp blade, as if declaring that even if he turned into a ghost, he would still seek revenge!

But he was actually secretly planning in his heart, ready to escape into the Qiankun Palace to avoid danger at any time.

Although this action may expose his secret to others, at this critical moment, he has no choice but to save his life.

At this critical moment, a fiery red sword light flashed like a stunning bird from the sky.

In an instant, it tore through the inky black night sky and headed straight for the arm of the old man in purple at an astonishing speed.

Seeing this, the old man in purple was shocked and quickly retracted his outstretched arm.

At the same time, his eyes were like an eagle, looking in the direction where the sword light was coming from.

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In the distance, a figure came across the void, and in a flash, it appeared in front of him like lightning.

The man was dressed in gray, the corners of his clothes rustling in the wind. His figure was like a pine tree, his face was old, his eyes were deep, and he was intimidating without being angry. He exuded a powerful aura and had an otherworldly demeanor in his every move.

Mr. Hua is here!

"Wu Chuan, how dare you kill my apprentice? You are courting death!"

Elder Hua's voice was like a huge bell, resounding all around, and every word was filled with murderous intent.

"Hua Qingcang?"

The purple-robed old man, Wu Chuan, was shocked and blurted out, "You...how come you are here?"

At this time, Li Qingyuan endured the pain and shouted loudly: "Master, he has fallen into the devil's way!"

"Those who have been possessed by demons have committed unforgivable crimes and must be executed without mercy!"

When Mr. Hua heard this, his eyes were like torches and his words were resolute!

Before he finished speaking, the aura of Elder Hua suddenly surged, and a powerful pressure spread out in all directions.

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In a flash, the figure of Old Hua became as blurry as a ghost, and in an instant he appeared in front of the purple-clothed old man Wu Chuan as if teleporting.

I saw his right palm changing rapidly, and the sword intent was running rampant in the palm of his hand, as if it was a substance that spread all over it, and then he slashed straight out.

Wu Chuan's expression suddenly changed, and he roared:

"Old Monster Hua, you dare to attack me, aren't you afraid of triggering a sect war?"

Old Hua remained calm, the sword energy in his palm became even more fierce, cutting through the air with a hissing sound. It was obvious that he was unmoved and was determined to kill Wu Chuan!

Wu Chuan snorted coldly, said no more, and arrogantly stretched out his right palm, ready to confront Mr. Hua head-on!

At the same time, his powerful aura of the king realm burst out without reservation.

Then, sword intent surged in his palm, and black mist wrapped around it like a python. With a flash of light, he slammed out with an unstoppable momentum.

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"boom!"

The two palms collided, and the air roared like thunder.

The violent power overflowed, raising a cloud of dust, and for a moment the entire scene became chaotic.

Li Qingyuan, who was standing nearby, had no time to react at all. The strong aftermath blew his body directly to the edge of the city wall.

Li Qingyuan thought to himself with self-mockery: This is really bad luck. I was just watching the fun and got hit like this for no reason.

When the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, only Old Hua was seen standing there unharmed, his clothes fluttering gently in the wind, as if nothing had happened, his expression still revealing a sense of coldness and majesty.

On the other hand, the purple-robed old man Wu Chuan was shocked back dozens of meters away.

At this moment, beads of sweat the size of beans were pouring down his forehead, his face was as pale as paper, without any blood, and his body was shaking slightly as if being sieved.

Looking closely, his right palm was red as fire, and the skin was cracked, as if it would break at any time. Blood was faintly oozing from the cracks, and he looked extremely miserable.

With one palm, the winner is decided!

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Wu Chuan's eyes began to flicker and flicker, and his steps unconsciously retreated further and further. It was obvious that he had lost the courage to fight again.

Old Hua shattered his arrogance with one palm, making him clearly aware of the huge gap in strength between himself and Old Hua.

Thinking of this, Wu Chuan no longer hesitated and suddenly retreated backwards.

At the same time, the sword that was originally floating quietly beside him suddenly shone brightly, grew longer in the wind, and instantly turned into a giant sword.

Wu Chuan leaped up and stepped onto the sword. Then with a thought, the giant sword carried him away at lightning speed.

He is not a fool. Knowing that he is no match for his opponent, he naturally chooses to save his life!

"Want to run?"

Old Hua stared at Wu Chuan's direction with a stern look, and said coldly, "It's too late!"

Old Hua moved his mind, tapped his feet lightly, and his figure was like a black lightning, and he instantly stepped onto his king-level sword.

The sword seemed to have human nature and instantly turned into a stream of light, chasing Wu Chuan rapidly, and disappeared into the vast night in the blink of an eye.

Li Qingyuan was not worried when he saw the two of them walking away.

For Old Hua, a powerful warrior in the Emperor Heaven Realm, killing Wu Chuan, who was in the King Realm, was a piece of cake.

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Suddenly, Li Qingyuan felt a strong blood energy running through his body.

There was a violent and evil power in this blood, which constantly stimulated Li Qingyuan's wounds, making him grimace in pain.

Li Qingyuan hurriedly forced himself to calm his mind, silently reciting the formula of the "Mind Method to Eliminate Filth", constantly refining and clearing away this blood energy.

However, this blood energy seemed unwilling to be tamed. It struggled and resisted frantically, making Li Qingyuan's refining process extremely difficult.

Seeing that his blood energy was becoming more and more rampant, Li Qingyuan immediately took out a small bottle of 'Spirit Source Purifying Dew' from his space ring and drank it.

As soon as the Pure Spirit Dew entered his throat, it turned into a stream of cool and warm air, quickly flowing to his limbs and bones, nourishing his body which had become weak due to the fight against blood and qi.

With the help of Lingyuan Jinglu, Li Qingyuan exerted his strength again and used all his strength to activate the "Mind Method to Eliminate Filth".

Before long, this stubborn blood energy was gradually refined by him.

When the last trace of blood and energy dissipated without a trace, Li Qingyuan suddenly opened his eyes and was surprised to find that his cultivation level had successfully broken through to the eighth level of the Purple Mansion Realm without him realizing it!

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