Qin Hao waved his sword and nodded in satisfaction.
The sword nodded in satisfaction. "Looks like it's true. Brother Hu, you can leave now!"
Hu Tianfang smiled faintly. "Are you really going to let me go?"
Qin Hao said, "We are friends after all."
Hu Tianfang sneered. "What about the five of them?"
"They are not my friends. You know what I mean." Qin Hao showed a helpless expression. "I can't sacrifice my personal interests. Letting you go is the limit of what I can do."
"Alright, we will meet again!" Hu Tianfang said in a deep voice.
He turned to leave but found Qin Hao holding his sword and retreating. The other nine people surrounded him and attacked him.
"Ding ding ding ding …" Hu Tianfang sneered. "I knew it!"
Qin Hao took a few steps back and sheathed his sword. "Brother Hu, I can let you go but they can't. I didn't break my promise, did I?"
"Not really!" Hu Tianfang gritted his teeth and said coldly, "I hope you can kill me today. Otherwise, the next time we meet, I will kill you!"
"Sigh … We are friends but we have to fight each other. I feel bad." Qin Hao shook his head and sighed. He looked regretful. "Brother Hu, I'm sorry!"
Hu Tianfang sneered and shook his head. "You sent people to deal with them, didn't you?"
"Brother Hu, you know me well." Qin Hao nodded. "But I might not kill them. It depends on their luck."
"Alright, goodbye then!" Hu Tianfang shook his head and disappeared from everyone's swords in a flash.
The nine people's expressions changed. They swept their swords but Hu Tianfang was nowhere to be seen.
"Motherf * cker, how cunning!" Qin Hao slammed his palm.
The other nine people were also angry. They felt like they had been tricked by Hu Tianfang.
"Brother Qin, this sword is real, right?" A middle-aged man asked.
Qin Hao shook his head. "I don't know if it's real or not. I think it's not real."
As he spoke, he drew out his original long sword and clashed with this long sword. "Ding!" A crisp sound rang out, and the original long sword immediately broke into two.
Qin Hao burst into laughter. "Or is it really impossible?"
He felt that it was too easy for it to be real. He never would have thought that the sword would be so sharp. Although his longsword was not a treasured sword, it was still a top-notch longsword. Its sharpness and toughness far surpassed that of ordinary longswords. To be able to break it so easily, it was definitely a treasured sword.
"It might not necessarily be untrue." The other nine people's expressions softened.
Through the Omniscient Mirror, Chu Li knew that this sword was not a top-notch treasure sword at all. It was just a little sharper, so he did not think much of it. Compared to the Unparalleled Heaven Regicide Sword, the Moon Frost Sword, and the Blood Dripping Sword, it was much weaker.
He directly appeared where Zhu Lengying and the others were. The five of them were surrounded by the six old men, surrounded by the endless sword lights, unable to extricate themselves. The situation was precarious, and the five of them were all injured. Their movements were sluggish, and the number of sword strikes they received increased.
The six old men were all dressed in linen robes. Their faces were solemn, and they seemed to be carved from the same mold. The longsword turned into a clear light, and the blade could not be seen clearly. It was dense and exquisite, and was already superior to Zhu Lengying and the others. Moreover, they had the advantage in numbers, and the power of the sword formation was even stronger.
Zhu Lengying's right arm was already hit, and he had no strength to fight back. He used his left hand to swing the longsword, and blood dripped onto the ground from time to time. He gritted his teeth and swung the sword with all his might.
He was very unwilling. He did not think that he would really die here as a disciple of the City of Ten Thousand Swords. It was just a massacre between Celestials, and his death was meaningless.
Although he had a treasure now, it could only conceal his aura, and could not increase his strength.
If there was no other way, he could only use the Heavenly Demonic Disintegration Technique. He would drag them down with him even before he died, and even win a chance for his companions to survive. He had always lived in the City of Ten Thousand Swords, and he had unknowingly developed feelings for it.
Just as he was about to cast the technique, he suddenly heard Chu Li's voice. "Senior, head east!"
Then, a whistling sound was heard.
Several small stones flew through the air toward the six old men.
These six stones seemed to have suddenly appeared in front of the six old men. They could not dodge in time, and could only swing their swords to block them.
"Ding ding ding ding …" The six old men's faces were flushed red, and their expressions were gloomy.
Zhu Lengying hurriedly shouted, "Go!"
He did not have the time to think about anything else, and fled toward the east. The other four hurriedly followed.
They were all heavily injured, and as they used their Light-body Technique, they consumed Spirit Medicine at the same time. After the Spirit Medicine entered their stomachs, their injuries slowed down. The Spirit Medicine they had on them was extraordinary, and they had been specially given to them by the City of Ten Thousand Swords to deal with this kind of desperate situation.
Hearing the continuous clear sounds coming from behind them, they ran faster and faster.
After running for more than twenty miles, their injuries were greatly alleviated, and they immediately used Void Diversion, vanishing from where they were. They appeared in the outer city of the City of Ten Thousand Swords, and immediately fell to the ground, almost unconscious.
With their injuries, it was extremely difficult for them to use Void Diversion, and they were already lucky to be able to return.
As soon as the people in the city saw him, they immediately reported to the inner city, and soon, someone came to bring them into the inner city.
After suppressing the six old men, Chu Li suddenly disappeared in a flash, and the next moment, he appeared in the depths of a dense forest outside the city, and saw four people engaged in a fierce battle.
Three old men in hemp robes were fighting against an old man in purple robes, and Chu Li recognized this old man in purple robes, it was the mayor of the City of Ten Thousand Swords, Guo Biru.
Guo Biru was tall and burly, and his appearance was ordinary, but his aura was shocking. It was not an oppressive feeling formed by his energy, but the shocking aura formed by his body and appearance, like a lion that gave people a sense of danger.
The three old men in hemp robes looked like old men, and their haggard faces did not match their strong and agile bodies. It was as if they were wearing the masks of old men, but the bodies of young men.
Although their body techniques were strong and agile, and their swordsmanship was exquisite, they were still suppressed by Guo Biru to the point that they could not breathe.
Guo Biru's sword was like lightning, and it was as if every strike was accompanied by lightning, emitting a shocking aura that frightened people's souls, making it difficult for them to directly face him.
"You people from Thousand Illusion City are quite bold!" Guo Biru said coldly, "Have you thought about the consequences?"
The three old men in hemp robes had solemn expressions, and without a word, they swung their swords, barely managing to block, afraid that they would be distracted by talking and die. With Guo Biru's swordsmanship and cultivation level, one hit was enough to be fatal.
Guo Biru said, "Stop now, and I will not pursue this matter!"
"Mayor Guo, it's useless." One of the old men in hemp robes shook his head and sighed, "I was ordered to block the mayor, but it may be too late now, we have already obtained the treasured sword."
"Hmph, if that's the case, you are deliberately seeking death!" Guo Biru laughed coldly, and the light of his sword suddenly brightened.
He was anxious and angry, they had spent so much effort to obtain the treasured sword, could it be that Thousand Illusion City was going to be the fisherman that reaped the benefits? Damn it!
The three old men's expressions changed slightly, and their movements suddenly became sluggish. Facing Guo Biru's long sword, they did not dodge, and let the long sword slash across their necks, and three heads rolled to the ground.
"You overestimate yourself!" Guo Biru laughed coldly, and without looking at the headless corpses that were still standing upright, he turned to leave. Chu Li frowned.
This swordsmanship was really strange, and it was actually somewhat similar to the Sky Regicide Sword. It seemed like it was one of the nine swords.
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