Only to End Up Drunk in a Beauty's Lap

Chapter 798: Only to End Up Drunk in a Beauty's Lap

"Directly killing my mount and cutting off my retreat—just because you're a True Immortal, you think you're invincible?" Qin Ming's gaze immediately turned sharp.

No matter what, that strange bird had followed him for many days, carrying him back and forth across various places. Even if it had no great merit, it had endured hardship. Yet it had been killed with a single blade through the skull.

"My saber can still shed blood against a True Immortal!" With a ringing clang, Qin Ming drew the Kunsteel Saber. Its snow-bright blade reflected the moonlight. He looked like an exiled immortal, yet radiated intense killing intent.

The person ahead was undoubtedly an expert, worthy of his full vigilance.

In this "martial arts world," being able to casually throw a flying knife from one hundred and fifty zhang away and instantly kill a Higher Aberrant was already terrifying.

After all, that was nearly half a kilometer. In the eyes of ordinary people, it was no different from the methods of a sword immortal.

It was a tall, slender man with eyes bright as stars, a high nose bridge, slightly thin lips, and hair that was mostly black, save for snow-white temples.

Under the bright moonlight, he stepped across flying eaves and skimmed over pagoda tips, as though crossing the void. With a slight burst of speed, he easily broke the sound barrier, conical white mist rising at his sides.

"Today, I will fight a True Immortal to the death!"

Holding his long saber, Qin Ming pointed it at the man streaking through the sky.

Ever since breaking through, he had wondered whether he could fight a True Immortal in a bloody battle. He did not have the slightest confidence.

But now that