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Chapter 1867

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Song Qingshu's martial arts had already reached a certain realm. Not long ago, he had been studying the Carefree Sect's martial arts diagrams in the secret room of Spirit Vulture Palace. After mastering them, he had the extraordinary feeling of being able to see through everything.

Everything became ten times clearer in his eyes. Not only could his opponent's almost imperceptible movements escape his eyes, even the contraction and expansion of his pores, the changes in the light in his eyes, and the circulation of the true Qi in his body were all reflected in his mind that was as clear as a mirror.

Using his finger as a sword, he turned into thousands of sword shadows. Each finger pointed straight at his opponent's gaps and weak points. Nian Liandan suddenly realized that as his opponent closed in and attacked with his fingertips, his impenetrable sword net suddenly became full of openings. He couldn't help but jump in fright and hastily changed his move. The sword net returned to a single sword, which then turned into a long rainbow that attacked his opponent, using clumsiness to counter skill.

He had thought it through very clearly. No matter how high his opponent's martial arts were, he was still made of flesh and blood. His Recondite Iron Heavy Sword weighed several hundred kilograms. There was no reason for him to lose when his opponent's fingers collided head-on.

In the instant he changed his move, Song Qingshu's aura suddenly disappeared without a trace. He pulled back his fingers, and then flicked one hand toward the side of his Recondite Iron Heavy Sword while his other hand continued to press toward Nian Liandan.

Nian Liandan, who was in the game, was frightened out of his wits. He could never have imagined that his opponent would be able to casually change his move under this kind of pressure, causing him to instantly use up the power of his indomitable move.

However, he could only blame himself. If his heavy sword hadn't gone from cleverly to clumsiness and his aura had weakened slightly, his opponent wouldn't have been able to find that fleeting opening and directly attack him.

Thoughts aside, he had roamed the outer realm for decades and was known as one of the three great craftsmen. How could he be easy to deal with? He immediately cast aside all thoughts and became one with his sword. He spun his Recondite Iron Heavy Sword and used the blade instead of the body of the sword to meet his opponent's finger.

Song Qingshu was also slightly impressed. He was able to lift such a heavy Recondite Iron Heavy Sword as if it were light. His nimbleness in changing moves was truly shocking. However, he had mastered the martial arts of Carefree Sect, especially the Plum Snapping Hand of Heaven Mountain. There should be no one in the world who could compare nimbleness to him.

He lifted his wrist gently. His movements seemed to be slow, but even though he moved later, he arrived first. In the next moment, he appeared right above Recondite Steel Heavy Sword. He extended his finger and tapped the blade.

Nian Liandan's entire body shook violently. In that instant, he could no longer hold on to the heavy sword in his hand, and it directly fell to the ground. Fortunately, his seventy years of martial arts were not easy to deal with, and he forcefully used a strange movement technique to retreat. He felt his arm go numb, and the webbing between his thumb and forefinger had already been injured by the opponent's strength, bleeding. He could not help but shiver, and his heart trembled.

Song Qingshu did not give chase. Instead, he stood where he was and commented, "Your movement technique is not bad. It can already be considered one of the best in the world." It wasn't that he didn't know that antagonists died because they talked too much. The reason why he did not give chase and attack was that he wanted to use this opportunity to gain a better understanding of the martial arts of these outsider Grandmasters. This way, he would have a better understanding of the other experts under Temujin's command in the future.

Seeing his famous weapon quietly fall at the opponent's feet, Nian Liandan's heart was in turmoil. After his martial arts reached a high level, he could rely on his Recondite Steel Heavy Sword to sweep away all obstacles in his path. Even if he ran into a few people whose martial arts were higher than his, he would not lose his weapon in a single move. This person was so young, but how did he train to have such martial arts and vision?

But now that his life was at stake, he had no time to think about other things. He could only use everything he had learned in his life to try and turn the situation around.

"Huh? Why is there a sudden fragrance in the room?" Yelu Nanxian suddenly exclaimed, a little confused.

Li Qinglu also sniffed, and indeed, there was a strange fragrance. It was not as natural as a fresh flower, nor was it as enticing as the fragrance of a young girl. On the contrary, it was filled with a very strange feeling.

Noticing the white mist surrounding Nian Liandan, Li Qinglu was also an expert in poisons. She couldn't help but be alarmed, "Big Brother Song, be careful, the fragrance is poisonous!" Just as she said this, she felt a little dizzy, her whole body could no longer stand. She hurriedly leaned against a nearby pillar to stabilize herself.

Nian Liandan laughed heartily, "It's too late, this is our Flower Room Sect's treasure, the Immortal Floral Aura. Since young, we have been soaking in all kinds of medicinal herbs to cultivate our internal energy. Once we've mastered it, as long as we circulate the Immortal Floral Aura in our body, we will be able to emit a unique fragrance that can enchant the soul, making us invincible." From the beginning, although he was a little wary of Song Qingshu, he never lost confidence, because he had this trump card in his hand.

Li Liangzuo, who was lying not far away, secretly clenched his teeth. He had fallen for this trick. At that time, he had been reading memorials when he suddenly smelled this fragrance. Then, he suddenly felt that his internal energy was somewhat lacking, and his whole body felt a little dizzy. At this time, Nian Liandan suddenly rushed out to attack him. As a result, even though he was the leader of both the Kongtong Sect and the Carefree Sect, and his martial arts had already reached the level of a present age grandmaster, he still lost miserably at the hands of the other even though he was clearly the leader of both the Kongtong Sect and the Carefree Sect, and his martial arts had already reached the level of a present age grandmaster.

"In other words, you've been pickled?" Song Qingshu looked at the other rather curiously.

Nian Liandan, "…"

Seeing that he was still standing firmly in the same place, Nian Liandan finally couldn't help but ask, "Are you alright?"

Song Qingshu shrugged, "If you were a beauty that could cause the downfall of cities and countries, and your body emitted a faint fragrance, perhaps I would be intoxicated and faint. But you're a stinky man. I don't know if this is the smell of a fox or something else, so why would I faint?"

His martial arts had reached such a high level that he was already immune to hundreds of poisons. In addition, he had previously been tormented by the world's number one poison, the Golden Rippling Flower, in Yangzhou. Now, he could be said to be immune to all poisons, so how could he be intoxicated by this strange fragrance?

"Impossible, how could the Flower Immortal Qi that has been passed down in our Flower Room for hundreds of years be ineffective?" This was truly somewhat beyond Nian Liandan's understanding. He suddenly came to a realization, "You must be forcing yourself to calm down. Actually, you're already an arrow at the end of its flight, hahaha."

After he finished speaking, he let out a sinister laugh and attacked the other, not wanting to give the other any time to force out the poison.

Of course, the other's martial arts were too unfathomable, so he didn't dare to be careless. As he attacked, he used the Flower Soul Celestial Technique that could control a person's mind, and his eyes shone with a strange light. Even though the Flower Soul Celestial Technique was developed to deal with women and could make women obedient, it wasn't as effective against men, but it could still affect a man's consciousness to a certain extent.

As long as he made eye contact with the other party, he could invade the other party's mind. If the other party's mind was slightly muddled, his next attack could make the other party suffer a grievance on the spot.

It wasn't that he hadn't considered the other party's Soul Shifting Technique, but now that the other party's internal energy was restrained by the Flower Immortal Qi, the other party was just struggling to hold on, so how could he use the Soul Shifting Technique?

The divine light in Song Qingshu's eyes was clear, and he wasn't affected at all. He casually waved his hand, and the Darksteel Heavy Sword on the ground swiftly flew up and attacked Nian Liandan at lightning speed.

Nian Liandan was dazzled by his gaze, and he was rather perplexed. By the time he reacted, it was already too late. The Darksteel Heavy Sword had already attacked his chest with a supreme might, and he hurriedly put his hands together in front of his chest in an attempt to catch the huge sword.

Unfortunately, the sword contained Song Qingshu's power, and its momentum was so rapid that there was no way he could catch it. Very quickly, the Darksteel Heavy Sword broke through the defense of his hands and directly collided with his chest.

The only thing worth rejoicing about was that this sword was flying in the opposite direction. Otherwise, it wouldn't be the hilt, but the tip of the sword that pierced his chest. Even so, his muscles and bones were all broken by this collision, and his entire person collapsed to the ground.

"Do you know why I spared your life?" Song Qingshu walked in front of him, and looked down at him indifferently.

Nian Liandan spat out a large mouthful of blood, and he didn't have the strength to answer.

Song Qingshu didn't mind, and said, "You've been picking flowers all over these years, and I don't know how many women you've harmed. Killing you with a single strike is really letting you off easy. No matter how I thought about it, the best punishment was to let you experience how those women felt at that time."

"What … do you mean?" Nian Liandan finally choked out a sentence in a hoarse voice.

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