Xianzun becomes a showman as soon as he loses his memory

Naturally, Li Ce also saw the back of his brother fleeing, and immediately couldn't help but angrily scolded, "Li Ming, you bastard—"

It's just that before he finished cursing, he saw an enemy who bypassed the crowd suddenly appear, and suddenly drew his knife and slashed at Li Ming who was running away.

No one, not even Li Ming who was running away, had thought of this fish that slipped through the net. The man caught him off guard and saw the knife on the horse's leg, and the horse immediately neighed and fell to the ground. He himself fell to the ground rolling and crawling with an "ouch".

It's just that when the lucky enemy caught up and was about to make another stab at the person on the ground, he suddenly found a person standing in front of him.

A black-haired, pale boy.

The deadly aura lingering around this young man instinctively made the masked enemy feel uncomfortable. He almost forgot about Li Ming on the ground instantly, pointed his knife at the young man, and asked, "Who are you, and you are also with these people?" of?"

That young man was naturally Qiu Ming who had been following everyone not far or near.

Qiu Ming didn't intend to get involved in the disputes between these mortals at all, so he didn't even look at the man holding the knife, and his eyes were only on Li Xuanqing who was fighting in the enemy's formation in the distance, and he didn't share the slightest bit of peripheral vision with others. people.

"Get out!" he said coldly.

When the masked enemy heard this, he couldn't help being frightened and annoyed, he immediately decided that Qiu Ming belonged to the Li family, and without saying a word, he slashed straight at his face with the steel knife in his hand.

Qiu Ming still didn't even move his eyes, and waved his palm impatiently, the man felt a tightness in his throat, and instantly dropped the steel knife in his hand, knelt down and held himself tightly neck.

It's a pity that all of this is of no avail, only an undetectable crisp sound of "crack", the man's neck suddenly broke out of thin air, his head hangs limply, and the whole person fell to the ground with a thud, limp and dead His body twitched endlessly.

Li Ming was almost terrified by the scene in front of him, trembling and unable to speak, but he recovered quickly, and almost immediately seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. No one noticed him, and he fled the battlefield in a hurry.

When running for his life in a hurry, he did not forget to hold on tightly to the luggage package containing gold and silver.

Qiu Ming hated this arrogant and domineering mortal so much, he had no intention of saving him, but ended up inadvertently doing something for him, and by accident, he was still safely escaped from the dangerous battlefield by that fellow.

However, Qiu Ming didn't notice the others at all at this time, and just kept staring at Li Xuanqing.

No, no, it shouldn't be!

He was surprised in his heart.

His own father... Even if it was just a broken soul piece that was separated, it shouldn't have the slightest cultivation.

At this time, Li Xuanqing, who was fighting among the enemies, was brave, but he only relied on his own skills in every move, and there was no cultivation in the blade, and he was still in the category of mortals.

Could it be that there is no aura in Soul Pieces' body?

But it's not right, Qiu Ming could clearly perceive that when Li Xuanqing's occasional mood swings, strands of extremely pure spiritual energy and immortal power could always leak out from him inadvertently.

The familiar breath belongs to the aura of the lord of the fairy world.

Even if it is just a piece of the soul of the immortal master, the spiritual power contained in it is enough to shock the entire cultivation world in the mortal world.

But now the incarnation of the soul piece of the Immortal Venerable did not leak any spiritual energy when strangling the enemy. It looks like a mortal without cultivation. Doesn't it mean...he really doesn't know how to use the spiritual power in his body? .

In this way, some of the rumors he heard in the tavern were actually reliable.

This piece of soul of my father, if I think about it, it really has no memory of the original body. It is like a newborn, and my own consciousness was born in a trance and came to this world. It is really as pure as white paper. Skills are only based on instinct to fight.

Thinking of this, Qiu Ming couldn't help feeling horrified... If father's soul piece really didn't know anything about mobilizing the spiritual energy in his body, then according to the current fighting method, Li Xuanqing's physical strength would sooner or later be surpassed by those who far surpassed him of enemies are exhausted.

Dangerous!

Just when he thought of this, he heard the sound of Jin Ge fighting in the distance, and then Li Ce exclaimed: "Friend, what do you do?"

Qiu Ming's heart tightened, and he hurriedly looked up, only to see that Li Xuanqing, who was still fighting among the enemies just now, had retreated to the periphery of the enemy, holding a half long and narrow broken knife in his hand, a bloody corpse at his feet, and the robe on his body They were all thoroughly soaked in blood, and the blood beads dripped down his sleeves and robe feet and hanging hair, and countless enemies died under his sword.

However, the horizontal knife in his hand is only forged from ordinary iron after all, no matter how carefully forged it is, there will be a limit after all.

Probably the blade had cut through most of the iron armor and steel knives, but it was suddenly broken in two just now, and half of the blade fell to the ground with a "clang clang", and the remaining half was still in Li Xuanqing's hand, and the blade was also broken. It is already a gap with potholes.

Facing the anxious greeting from his friend, Li Xuanqing, who took a breath temporarily, just waved his hand and said in a low voice, "It's nothing."

His face was still calm at this time, but the half-section of the weapon in his hand was still reminding him that he was almost at the limit of his physical strength, and he felt quite sore even when he raised his arm.

The rest of the dozens of enemies probably have seen clearly the exhaustion under his calm shell, so the enemies who had already been terrified by him and were too frightened to go forward, looked at each other at this time, and unexpectedly Pressed forward again, trying to take him down when he was tired.

Li Xuanqing took a low breath, dropped the half-cut horizontal knife that was no longer usable in his hand, and just wanted to pick up another enemy's steel knife from the ground to use, but he didn't expect that before he could bend down, suddenly A person appeared.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be the boy in black who had been following them.

Qiu Ming stood in front of Li Xuanqing, pursed his lips tightly, looked coldly at the dozens of enemies who were about to move, and carefully looked back at the blood-soaked people behind him.

On that extremely familiar face, he could see an expression he had never seen on his father's face before.

Tired, stunned, suspicious... Although Li Xuanqing's expression remained calm and indifferent, and he already had the demeanor of a calm and indifferent immortal in the future, it still did not pass through the precipitation of time, and the clear eyes unconsciously revealed the depth of his heart. He is not as good at hiding emotions as Qiu Chen's body.

Qiu Ming had never looked into his father's eyes, and seeing him at this moment, even if he could only see through his father's emotions, this kind of experience was quite surprising to him.

So, after taking a peek, he couldn't help but take another look, another look, and another peek...

He looked at Li Xuanqing with horror.

He couldn't help coughing dryly, breaking the awkward atmosphere present, and asked, "Your Excellency...what do you want?"