Seeing that Lin Qian was safe and sound, Zhu Xiaojia, who was retreating, exclaimed in disbelief, "How is this possible? You were clearly poisoned by the Soul Numbing Smoke. It's impossible for you to stand up."
Lin Qian sneered and tilted his head to look at Zhu Xiaojia, "What if I'm immune to poison? From the beginning to the end, your so-called Soul Numbing Smoke was completely ineffective against me. "
"Immune to poison?" Lin Qian's words caused Zhu Xiaojia's expression to change. She really did not expect that there would be such a physique in this world.
"Hahaha, how interesting." At this time, Fu Heng also sneered, "Even if you're not poisoned, so what? With just you alone, can you deal with the four of us?"
Fu Heng's words woke Ye Xin up. She used the last of her strength and anxiously shouted at Lin Qian, "Little Qian, don't worry about us, run!"
Fu Heng's grandmother was not only the Great Elder of the Immortal Sword Sect, but also the Senior Sister of her Master.
With such an elder, coupled with his own talent, Fu Heng's strength was unfathomable.
Although her talent was higher, she had just broken through to the Nirvana Realm and was far inferior to Fu Heng.
It could be said that among the six disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect, Fu Heng was the strongest existence. He was completely comparable to the six proud sons of heaven of the Victorious Heaven Sect.
There was also Zhu Xiaojia, who was also at the peak of the Immortal Sword Sect's inner sect, as well as Ma Shaoyuan and Shi Sanmei, who were following behind Fu Heng.
How could Lin Qian deal with four people by himself?
Ye Xin's shout made Ma Shaoyuan and Shi Sanmei, who were behind Fu Heng, stare at Lin Qian vigilantly, in case he really escaped.
"Little bitch, what are you talking about?" Zhu Xiaojia glanced at Ye Xin and revealed a cruel smile on her face. She said to Lin Qian, "No matter what, you're all dead today, hahaha."
Ye Xin, who was nestled in Lin Qian's arms, also hurriedly persuaded, "Little Qian, run, don't worry about me!"
Lin Qian gently helped Ye Xin settle down on the ground and comforted her, "Don't worry, they're nothing."
As soon as Lin Qian's voice fell, Ye Xin saw the person in front of her disappear. Only a flash of golden lightning suddenly appeared in the room.
In the next instant, Lin Qian appeared in front of Zhu Xiaojia. He was bathed in scarlet-golden lightning soul power.
Lin Qian suddenly rushed in front of her, startling Zhu Xiaojia so much that she hurriedly condensed the soul power within her body.
After all, he was a peak inner sect disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect. His reaction speed was fast enough. The metal attribute spirit power instantly condensed in his body, like an indestructible barrier.
Just as Zhu Xiaojia heaved a sigh of relief, she saw that Lin Qian's eyes were faintly flickering with electricity, and a disdainful sneer appeared on his face.
"You're too weak!" As soon as Lin Qian's voice fell, he extended his hand towards the person in front of him.
Crackle, crackle …
The scarlet-golden lightning on Lin Qian's body resounded. His right hand easily tore apart Zhu Xiaojia's protective soul power and pushed gently.
Bang!
Zhu Xiaojia's body stagnated, and she retreated backward. She slammed into the wall and slid down to the ground, spitting out blood.
Zhu Xiaojia, who was clutching her chest, looked up at Lin Qian in horror. Her pupils contracted, and she sat on the ground as if she had seen a ghost. "Impossible, how is this possible!"
This was because she could clearly see the scarlet-golden lightning soul power flickering on Lin Qian's body. There were a total of twelve layers.
The number of layers of soul light represented the number of cycles of Nirvana that a martial artist had completed before breaking through to the Nirvana Stage at the age of eighteen.
In Zhu Xiaojia's understanding, martial artists who could complete nine cycles of Nirvana were the proud sons and daughters of heaven who were famous in Linhai Province. They were truly dazzling geniuses.
And Lin Qian, who was in front of her, actually had twelve layers of soul light. This meant that when he broke through to the Nirvana Stage, he completed twelve cycles of Nirvana.
"How is this possible!?" Fu Heng was also so frightened that he shouted, "After nine cycles of Nirvana, soul power can't be dispersed at all. How can you do twelve cycles of Nirvana!?"
Ma Shaoyuan and Shi Sanmei, who were behind Fu Heng, were also completely dumbfounded. They couldn't speak at all.
"Xiaoqian, you …" Ye Xin, who was lying limply on the ground, also had a strange look in her eyes. She looked at Lin Qian in disbelief.
She really didn't expect Lin Qian to actually do such an unimaginable and completely impossible thing.
Crack!
At this moment, a crisp shattering sound rang out, and the expressions of Fu Heng and the others changed drastically.
This was because they could clearly see that Lei Qian and the others had taken out a transparent crystal bottle and poured the dark gray liquid into their mouths. Then, they all stood up.
At this moment, Lin Qian also squatted down and took out a crystal bottle. He fed the dark gray liquid to Ye Xin.
After drinking the dark gray liquid, Ye Xin was shocked to discover that her numb soul power was rapidly recovering. Her numb limbs also returned to normal.
The crystal bottle contained an antidote, but it was only a low-grade antidote. It was naturally very easy to deal with such a simple poison.
Lei Qian and the others also had some low-grade antidote that Lin Qian had given them. After all, these things weren't worth much in his eyes. So what if he gave them some? He could even make them owe him a favor.
Fu Heng's expression was frighteningly dark, and a trace of fear even surfaced in his heart.
Lin Qian had broken through twelve cycles of Nirvana. What kind of monster was he? And now, he had already formed a death grudge with him.
Furthermore, a poison like the Soul Numbing Smoke could only be removed by a high-grade antidote. Such a valuable pill shouldn't be in Lin Qian's possession.
In the end, they had used a strange liquid to remove the poison of the Soul Numbing Smoke.
The situation was instantly disadvantageous.
"Grandma, you've really tricked me. This Lin Qian isn't some useless trash with no future. He's simply a monster." Fu Heng clenched his teeth and stared at Lin Qian in front of him.
Ye Xin, who had returned to normal, had a tranquil expression on her face. Her entire body was emitting an austere sword intent.
And at this moment, Lin Qian suddenly stretched out his hand and blocked in front of her.
"Xin 'er, and Lei Qian, look after the other three. Leave Fu Heng to me." Lin Qian stared at Fu Heng in front of him and grinned. "Of all the things you shouldn't have done, you actually had ideas on me."
After Lin Qian finished speaking, the aura on his body suddenly weakened. The pressure from his soul power also gradually weakened, and gradually turned into six layers of soul light.
Everyone present understood that Lin Qian was suppressing his strength. As his soul power weakened, the layers of his soul light would naturally decrease.
"Little Qian, what are you doing?" Seeing Lin Qian suddenly suppressing his strength, Ye Xin asked doubtfully.
Lei Qian and the other four seemed to have understood something as they looked at Fu Heng with contempt. "Only six layers of soul light. Seems like you really don't put Fu Heng in your eyes."
Lin Qian smiled at Ye Xin, telling her not to worry. He then looked at Fu Heng who was equally doubtful. "If you want to escape, fight with me. If you win, I'll let you go."
"Of course, to prevent you from saying that I'm bullying you, as you can see, I can suppress my strength." Lin Qian patted his chest and said firmly. "I promise you …"
"I definitely won't use my full strength!"
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