Qin Lang was less than 100 meters away from the Duan Family's mansion. There was a small forest here, and Qin Lang was in the forest. However, he did not move forward because he could feel the strong murderous intent and hostility released by the mansion.
This was not hostility and murderous intent from someone, but from the entire mansion.
"Daoist Shui Jing, this old fox!"
Qin Lang snorted coldly in his heart. He knew that most of the news that Daoist Shui Jing told him was true, but he had hidden some things. That was, the Duan Family's mansion was more powerful than what Daoist Shui Jing had said. Qin Lang was sure that more than three people from the Qingcheng Sect had died here!
Now, Qin Lang was almost certain that as long as he took another step forward, he would be attacked by the mansion. Qin Lang didn't know how this house would attack him, but this feeling was very strong. Even his heart was filled with a strong sense of danger.
Even when he was in the South China Sea, Qin Lang had not felt such a strong sense of danger.
Who exactly is this Duan Clan?
"Meow!"
At this time, a cat's meow came from the Duan Family's mansion. It should be said that it was a mournful cat's cry.
"Damn Fat Tiger!"
Qin Lang knew that Fat Tiger was definitely in trouble when he heard the sound. He could not help but feel hatred in his heart. He had clearly warned this guy to be careful, but he still "touched a lightning bolt".
Qin Lang could not care so much anymore. He could only force his way through.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
As soon as Qin Lang took half a step, he immediately heard two sounds of air breaking, and then saw two sword auras suddenly appear in front of him, giving him no chance to resist at all.
Boom!
However, Qin Lang was still able to withstand it because he had already expected such an attack. Daoist Shui Jing had warned him before, and Qin Lang had captured a spiritual sword aura, so he expected that the mansion would attack him the moment he stepped out. However, he did not expect the attack to be so fast and hidden.
Qin Lang had almost gathered all the strength in his body to barely block the two sword Qis with his Protective Aura. However, once the attack from the mansion was launched, it naturally would not stop so easily. Just now, there were two streams of sword Qis, and what followed next were over 100 streams of sword Qis. Moreover, these streams of sword Qis seemed to have completely violated the laws of space, breaking the limits of space. By the time Qin Lang sensed their existence, the streams of sword Qis had already arrived before him.
Perhaps it was because it was too fast, or perhaps the Sword Qi was not restricted by space at all.
Qin Lang could resist two streams of Sword Qi, but what about a hundred streams of Sword Qi? Of course not!
Just when it seemed that Qin Lang was about to follow in the footsteps of the experts of the Qingcheng Faction, his whole body suddenly disappeared. The hundreds of Sword Qi seemed to have suddenly lost their target and rushed out with a whistling sound. Countless bamboos were cut into dozens of pieces by the Sword Qi, and then slowly broke and fell into the bamboo forest.
At the place where Qin Lang had just stood, a fist-sized hole appeared. It seemed that Qin Lang had turned into a mouse and drilled into the ground.
A moment later, a black snake drilled out from the wall of the Duan Family's mansion and entered the yard.
Soon after, a figure walked out from the bushes at the corner of the wall. This person was Qin Lang.
This time, no Sword Qi attacked him, because Qin Lang did not reveal the slightest aura of a martial artist at the moment, nor did he show any hostility.
The probing outside just now was very risky, but the risk paid off. Qin Lang speculated that it was his own hostility that triggered the attack of the mansion. As long as he showed a little hostility or killing intent to the mansion, it would immediately trigger the terrifying Sword Qi.
The exact reason was unknown, but Qin Lang's speculation was right, so he hid his killing intent and hostility and was safe for the time being.
Qin Lang was safe, but Fat Tiger was in a worrying situation. Qin Lang did not dare to use his mental strength to sense his exact location, but based on his shrill screams, Qin Lang already knew his approximate location and immediately rushed over.
Fat Tiger's situation was indeed miserable. Qin Lang had already found him. A Sword Qi had slashed his body, leaving a long gash on his stomach. His intestines were almost exposed, and this Sword Qi had almost turned him into a eunuch cat.
Without a doubt, Fat Tiger must have attracted the attention of the Sword Qi's owner, or rather, Fat Tiger had revealed a strong killing intent, resulting in this. Originally, Fat Tiger would have died without a doubt because it was impossible for him to avoid the next Sword Qi. However, he was still alive because he had fallen into the hands of a five-year-old girl. This girl should be from the Duan family, so she was not attacked by the Nameless Sword Qi.
Qin Lang sighed and thought to himself that this lazy cat was lucky. Otherwise, Fat Tiger would have been eaten by someone today. It seemed that even in a family like the Duan family, there were still kind people. Qin Lang was about to take Fat Tiger from the girl when someone walked over. Qin Lang had no choice but to retreat into the bushes for the time being.
"Poor cat. How did you end up like this after falling from the roof? I'll take you to the doctor," the girl said pitifully as she hugged Fat Tiger.
At this time, two middle-aged men walked over. One of them was wearing a suit and looked like a businessman. The other was wearing a long gown and had an extraordinary bearing. He should be a martial artist.
The middle-aged businessman looked familiar. Qin Lang thought for a moment and immediately realized that this person was the current head of the Duan family, Duan Zhangye!
Qin Lang didn't expect to meet Duan Zhangye here. However, Qin Lang didn't plan to kill Duan Zhangye immediately. Although he had agreed to do this task for Taoism and had already received three elixirs, it didn't mean that he would really do it for Taoism.
If Qin Lang really wanted to kill Duan Zhangye, it would only be for his own benefit.
"Xue Ning, why are you holding a wild cat? Throw it away!" Duan Zhangye said to the girl.
"Daddy, this cat is so pitiful. I want to take it to the doctor." The girl shook her head stubbornly as if she wanted to save the cat.
The long-gowned martial artist's eyes fell on the cat, and his eyes lit up. "Hey … This cat is not simple! It's definitely not an ordinary wild cat! "
"Immortal, if this is not an ordinary wild cat, what kind of cat is it?" Duan Zhangye asked.
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