"If you want to see it, let's see if you've got what it takes!" Su Changqing took a deep breath.
The Beggar Gang's Nine Revolutions Great Returning Pill was truly remarkable. The moment it entered his stomach, boundless true qi erupted, sending his cultivation breaking through again and again.
Until he reached the Fifth Level of Xiantian!
Unfortunately, its healing effect was gone, but now that he had Heavenly Fragrance Cardamom, he did not care.
Su Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly as he held Frost Snow horizontally.
Blossoms of ice crystals bloomed across the blade.
The long saber sliced through the air with a piercing ring, sweeping toward Jiang Xingxing's long legs.
Su Changqing showed no tenderness toward her. This slash was enough to sever her long legs at the waist!
Jiang Xingxing's expression changed drastically. She withdrew her leg in time, her peerless crimson robes fluttering in the wind as she stood like a Golden Rooster Stands on One Leg.
Her eyes turned cold, and her killing intent toward Su Changqing grew even stronger.
Jiang Xingxing's talent in martial arts was truly exceptional, and her saber skills were unmatched. As a child, she had fallen from a cliff on Cloud Dragon Mountain and discovered the tomb of a peerless Saber Saint.
Although the Martial Saint had been old and frail and had ultimately died at the hands of his enemies.
The Martial Saint's spiritual weapons inside the tomb had all shattered, but his Martial Saint's Heart remained, along with a Saber Saint manual called Three Slashes of Buried Flowers.
At merely twenty years old, she had already reached the Seventh Level of Xiantian. Her talent far surpassed Jin Yichuan, Ye Tian, Tai Long, and the others.
The Spring Embroidered Saber rose, tearing through the sky as Blade Aura raged and harsh metallic rings echoed.
Su Changqing's eyes narrowed as Frost Snow Saber suddenly descended.
Tyrant Saber! Death God Slash!
Their strength erupted, and waves of force surged outward. With a crack, the Spring Embroidered Saber snapped in response.
Jiang Xingxing's expression changed. Just as she was about to fight again, Su Changqing strode forward. Ice crystals bloomed over Frost Snow Saber, its chilling gleam biting to the bone as it rested across her neck.
With the slightest movement, crimson blood immediately seeped from her fair, snow-like skin.
"You think my blade is dull! Do you dare let me retrieve my saber and fight again?" she asked through gritted teeth, her cold eyes fixed on Su Changqing.
Su Changqing suddenly recalled how Jiang Xingxing had once thrown her saber to save Jiang Han, nearly cutting Tai Long down in a single stroke.
That saber had also been a Divine Weapon. Its material was likely no weaker than Frost Snow Saber's.
Unfortunately, it had fallen into the depths of the lake. She had been fighting nonstop ever since night fell, so how could she have had a chance to retrieve it?
"A loss is a loss. What's the point of fighting again?" Su Changqing said calmly.
"My saber is still in the lake. If your Imperial Guard's Spring Embroidered Saber weren't so poor, would this have happened?" Jiang Xingxing said coldly.
"I see. Then go retrieve it." Su Changqing suddenly sheathed his saber and replied calmly.
Jiang Xingxing froze, staring at Su Changqing in disbelief.
She cautiously took a step away. Su Changqing stood tall where he was, Frost Snow Saber held in his arms, with not the slightest intention of pursuing her.
This Imperial Guard dog isn't quite as detestable as I thought. At least he dares to fight me fairly.
Jiang Xingxing prepared to retrieve her saber from the lake.
Meanwhile, Su Changqing's gaze remained calm as he grabbed Jiang Han, who was lying on the ground nearby.
Jiang Han possessed Innate Divine Strength. Even after taking Su Changqing's kick head-on, he had not died, only fallen unconscious.
With someone gripping his neck, he could barely breathe. He struggled and let out two pained cries.
"Release my brother!" Hearing the sound, Jiang Xingxing abruptly turned around and glared furiously at Su Changqing.
"You retrieve your saber, and I kill him. How do those two things affect each other?" Su Changqing shook his head.
"You despicable bastard, do you dare fight me head-on?" Jiang Xingxing glared at him furiously.
She had misjudged him. Though his features were handsome, his methods were exceptionally ruthless.
Whether it was his earlier attempt to use Thousand Year Golden Silkworm Silk to sever her head or his current threat, this brat was truly hateful!
He had her brother's life in his hands.
How could she possibly fight again?
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