Qilin Snow Sword

In just a breath, Ning Hai's body shriveled, like a deflated ball, and fell lightly to the ground.

It was an extremely bizarre scene. Ning Hai's entire body of blood had been sucked dry, leaving only a layer of withered yellow skin covering his bones. Even his eyes had shriveled, like a dried corpse that had been left for decades.

This scene frightened everyone present. Ning Han's body trembled incessantly, as if he were staring at a demon, his teeth chattering, making a "clattering" sound. "Ning... Sickly Ning, you... you, you actually cultivated demonic arts."

Another family servant was also badly frightened. His legs went weak, and he sat down on the ground with a thud.

The sickly man who had always been looked down upon was actually such a terrifying figure, sucking a person into a dried corpse with a single palm strike. This was a demonic art, definitely a demonic art!

Ning Xiaochuan also stared at his palm. There were originally a few drops of blood on his palm, but now these drops of blood had flowed into his pores and disappeared.

With a slight exertion of force, the blood in his body would circulate wildly, and a layer of faint red light, an inch thick, would emerge from his palm.

Profound Qi emission, this was the fourth level of Profound Qi! Absorbing the blood essence of that family servant had actually directly broken through a level! Is this the Northern Darkness Divine Art? Or the Star Absorbing Grand Technique? Ning Xiaochuan was also shocked, not understanding what had just happened to his body. The blood essence in Ning Xiaochuan's body was circulating wildly, and he felt power all over his body. He fixed his gaze on Ning Han and said, "I have no grievances or hatred with you, why do you want to kill me?"

Ning Han really wanted to curse, Damn it, you're the one who killed someone! He forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, gritted his teeth, and said, "Sickly Ning, don't think that just because you've cultivated demonic arts, this young master is afraid of you. You... go, kill him for me!"

"He... he has cultivated demonic arts, Young Master Han, let's run!" That family servant had already been scared out of his wits by Ning Xiaochuan, and had never seen such a terrifying way to die.

"Afraid of what? He's only at the fourth level of Profound Qi. If you kill him, I'll reward you with one hundred thousand coins. If you don't go, this young master will kill you right now."

Under Ning Han's coercion, the other family servant still braced himself and attacked Ning Xiaochuan. "Sickly Ning, I'm going to fight you to the death. It's either you die or I die!"

That family servant was also at the fourth level of Profound Qi. He shattered the grass with one step, his speed like the wind, and a layer of red Profound light burst out from his palm.

Ning Xiaochuan didn't dare to be careless at all. His eyes were serious, his legs moved horizontally, his waist sank, and he stood in a steady horse stance, striking a stance like a martial arts grandmaster. He was only missing the four words, "Wing Chun, Ip Man!"

What a display of a master's demeanor! "Bang, bang!"

After Ning Xiaochuan reached the fourth level of Profound Qi, his eyesight and hearing had increased greatly, and his reaction speed was even more agile. He fought head-on with that family servant seven or eight times, and finally grabbed the family servant's wrist.

"Clang!"

At this moment, the small sword in his heart rang again, and a stream of blood-red Qi rushed to his palm, sucking onto the family servant's wrist.

The family servant's face began to twist, and he wailed in horror, "Help... ah! Save me..."

Ning Xiaochuan also wanted to let go, but his hand seemed to be stuck to the family servant, and he couldn't throw it off at all.

In an instant, all the blood in that family servant's body flowed out, turning him into a dried corpse, and he fell lightly to the ground.

Ning Xiaochuan felt that the blood in his body had been sublimated once again, and it was as if a great river was surging in his blood vessels. The amount of martial arts Profound Qi had also increased greatly. Although he had not yet broken through to the fifth level of Profound Qi, he was much stronger than before.

"Demonic art... demonic art... it's definitely a demonic art!"

This time, Ning Han was completely frightened by Ning Xiaochuan. Seeing Ning Xiaochuan distracted, he immediately ran away. "Sickly Ning has been hiding his martial arts cultivation all along. I need to go back and tell my father this shocking news."

By the time Ning Xiaochuan reacted, Ning Han had already escaped dozens of yards away, and it was too late to chase.

"Roar!"

From the great river, came the roar of a Qilin.

In the sky above, white snowflakes suddenly fluttered down, and the temperature in the air became a bit colder.

How could it suddenly snow in such hot weather?

Above the great river, a wave of water surged, turning into a raging dragon that overturned rivers and seas. Among them, water droplets condensed into dozens of ice swords, flying over like a rain of swords.

A scream!

Ning Han, who was dozens of yards away, was pierced by dozens of ice swords, directly falling to the ground, without a sound.

Ning Xiaochuan stared in shock at the scene before him. Snow in June, condensing water into ice, controlling swords to kill people, this was a method that only Sword Immortals in legends could possess! On the river, the waves subsided.

A woman in white stood on the water, the river water beneath her feet condensing into the shape of a Qilin, its head flowing with waves, its scales formed from water patterns.

The woman's face was covered with a veil, her black hair like a waterfall, her skin like snow, only revealing a pair of dark and spiritual eyes. Any man who saw these eyes would probably never forget them for the rest of his life.

She stood in the center of the water like a goddess, with frost flowing around her delicate body. The snowflakes in the sky were also condensed because she used her sword technique supernatural power.

This supernatural power was called "Qilin Snow Sword".

Once the sword technique was unleashed, snow would fall from the sky.

"You... you killed someone!" Ning Xiaochuan stared at the woman on the water, having never seen such a beautiful woman with such a temperament, like a white fairy lotus standing on the water.

The masked woman's voice was extremely beautiful, as clear and ethereal as a spring dripping on a stone, and said, "Didn't you kill someone too?"

"I..." Ning Xiaochuan looked at his palm and finally nodded.

Ning Xiaochuan had seen dead people before, perhaps ten times more than the masked woman, so he didn't feel fear after killing someone. Instead, he felt a deep sense of bewilderment.

To suck a person into a dried corpse with one palm was simply too bizarre and hard to accept. Could it be because of the demonic sword in his heart? The masked woman laughed, "Who would have thought that the sickly one from the Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion would be a disciple of the Blood Devouring Demon Sect? It's just a pity that his cultivation is still too low, a hundred and eight thousand miles away from Ning Xiaojian, the number one expert of the fourth generation of your Sword Pavilion Marquis's Mansion."

Because Ning Hai's death was so strange, the masked woman mistakenly thought that Ning Xiaochuan had practiced evil techniques and regarded him as a disciple of the demonic sect. It was precisely because of this that she saved Ning Xiaochuan's life; otherwise, the masked woman would have definitely killed him to silence him.

"Yu Yan, let's go."

The masked woman pointed her finger towards the shore, and white Profound Qi overflowed from her fingertip, condensing into a white spiritual chain that was dozens of feet long. The chain was as thick as a bowl, like a steel dragon, wrapping up Yu Yan, and then she stepped on the waves and left, quickly disappearing on the water's surface.

Yu Yan's eyes were fixed on the shore, the young man on the shore getting farther and farther away, until he completely disappeared from her sight.

The masked woman said, "People from the demonic sect are ruthless and often sacrifice living people to drink blood from cauldrons. It's best if you don't get too close to him in the future."

"I will remember your teachings, Miss." Yu Yan looked towards the shore again, but all she could see was a mist of water, and nothing else.

Martial arts Profound Qi can be used like this! Ning Xiaochuan had just witnessed the masked woman condensing martial arts Profound Qi into a chain, controlling it perfectly. That is a true expert! He had broadened his horizons again! This was the most powerful person Ning Xiaochuan had ever seen.

Since the masked woman knew Yu Yan and came all the way to save her, could the masked woman also be a woman from the Jade Viewing Pavilion? Ning Xiaochuan was thinking when he smelled a strong bloody scent. Looking at the three corpses on the ground, and two of them were killed by him, this was the first time he had killed someone, so he was naturally still very nervous.

But his psychological quality was excellent, and he suppressed these negative emotions.

"I should leave here first!"

Ning Xiaochuan immediately left the riverside, drove the green deer carriage back to the inner city, returned the green deer carriage to the Western Plains Merchant Guild, and came to a shop selling spiritual root herbs.

Ning Xiaochuan's mind had completely walked out of the tension of killing people. If he hadn't killed them, he would have definitely died in their hands. Even in a world where the strong prey on the weak, one must be the predator, not the meat on the chopping block.

What happened today made Ning Xiaochuan determined to cultivate martial arts. If his strength was not enough, the corpse lying by the river might be him now.

After figuring this out, Ning Xiaochuan's mood became relaxed and natural again, and he walked into the gate of this shop.