"Sword Saint, your son is already crippled, are you still going to hide like a turtle? Hahaha..."
Hua Qianying said arrogantly, and as soon as Hua Qianying finished speaking, Fragrant Concubine leaped up, her longsword swiftly slashing towards Hua Qianying.
"Little girl, you’re still too green!"
Hua Qianying’s nine-section whip swept out horizontally, striking Fragrant Concubine’s body with a smack, causing her to fall and a streak of blood appeared at the corner of her mouth.
As Hua Qianying fell, a man wearing a tiger mask suddenly leaped up, stepping on the horse beneath him, which seed unable to bear the force, kneeling on the ground. The tiger-faced man leaped like a fierce tiger in front of Fragrant Concubine, lightning-fast, grasping her neck, and lifted her up.
"Great Desert’s number one beauty, eting Fragrant Concubine ruins a lifeti, indeed full of flavor!"
The tiger-faced man said, sniffing the air.
"Cough, cough..."
Fragrant Concubine uttered a series of painful cries, her heart bleeding; she hadn’t expected she would still lose against these people and that she and Jade-faced Divine Sword could not bear this burden.
"Let her go!"
Jade-faced Divine Sword roared furiously.
"Oh, interesting, looks like soone is quite infatuated!"
The tiger-faced man approached Jade-faced Divine Sword and then stepped on his palm.
A crisp sound of bones breaking echoed as the tiger-faced man crushed Jade-faced Divine Sword’s palm.
"Hmph, Jade-faced Divine Sword, huh? Want to die or want to live?"
The tiger-faced man said, drawing out a huge saber with his left hand, big enough to split a pig.
"I want to live, I want to live, spare my life, hero!"
The next mont a lodramatic scene unfolded, the so-called Jade-faced Divine Sword, Great Desert’s top young talent, idol of countless won, completely shad his father Sword Saint’s na by wetting himself, losing all his previous bravery.
"Hahaha, Qin Qianqiu, you old bastard, didn’t you say the Qin Family was full of strongn? Truly strong, hahaha..."
The tiger-faced man seed quite satisfied and said.
"Want to live, huh? My shoes are too dusty, lick them clean, rember, lick them clean, then I’ll spare your miserable life, or I’ll cut you in two!"
"I’ll lick, as long as you spare , I’ll do anything!"
At this mont, the suave and handso young man had lost all his deanor, reducing to a pitiful worm willing to do anything to survive.
"Qin Bo, you’re a coward!"
At that instant, watching Qin Bo, Fragrant Concubine couldn’t believe Qin Bo could stoop so low, such shalessness just to save his life.
But Qin Bo didn’t heed her, really licking the tiger-faced man’s shoe, behaving like a lapdog.
"This guy, how is he so spineless!"
Watching Qin Bo, Brother ng said contemptuously.
"Hey, how much is integrity worth, if he dared utter a refusal, that tiger-faced man’s saber isn’t for show!" Su Xuan believed the tiger-faced man was serious about killing him, Qin Bo just lacked the skill but pretends to be a master, it’s no wonder he’s a tragic figure.
"Um, Boss, should we help them?"
Looking at Fragrant Concubine’s pale face, Brother ng asked weakly.
"Is she your wife?"
"Um, no!"
"Then why help, overeating!"
Su Xuan rubbed his nose, indeed in places like this, justice or injustice doesn’t exist; Dragon Gate Inn and Quicksand represent their respective interests, Su Xuan wouldn’t interfere in such affairs, despite having a favorable impression of Fragrant Concubine, he wouldn’t ddle.
"Alright, guessing Boss’s thoughts is beyond !"
Brother ng smacked his lips, thinking Su Xuan would stand up for justice, but Su Xuan was so indifferent, with no intention of intervening.
"But it’s strange, where’s the Blade Emperor Sword Saint, not appearing?"
Su Xuan asked curiously.
Just as Su Xuan finished speaking, he suddenly heard an elderly voice.
"Vile creature, rise!"
As the voice echoed, Su Xuan could sense a massive flow of Sword Qi, thinking this must be the Sword Saint, looking up, there indeed stood an elder with graying hair, although not in the best condition, holding a three-foot longsword.
"Wow, a master, Sword Saint has arrived, brother you don’t know, Sword Saint is incredibly powerful, single-handedly repelling Quicksand’s four top masters back then!"
Bu Daming said excitedly.
"I bet he can’t even match Hua Qianying’s face, do you believe ?"
Su Xuan sneered.
"Impossible, I think he looks quite powerful!"
Brother ng quickly said.
"Indeed, a master, but poisoned! And injured internally, you’ll see!"
Peng Yue smiled lightly, watching with interest, realizing the situation.
It seems Dragon Gate Inn is guarded by two masters, Blade Emperor and Sword Saint, the Blade Emperor hasn’t appeared, as for Sword Saint, Su Xuan initially assessed his power as at least reaching the Nascent Soul stage, formidable for a warrior, still not Su Xuan’s match, yet sufficient to dominate a region in this world.
Unfortunately, severely injured, apparently internally and poisoned, greatly diminishing his strength.
When Sword Saint appeared, the whole Dragon Gate Inn was enveloped in a solemn atmosphere, with Tiger-faced Man Hua Qianying and a man carrying an axe seemingly wary of this old man, indicating they’d suffered under his hand before.
The tiger-faced man belongs to Quicksand’s Earth Gate, definitely a master, but he’d also been severely injured before.
This ti, they heard news that both Blade Emperor and Sword Saint were absent from Dragon Gate Inn, prompting their invasion. Yet unexpectedly, Sword Saint was here, making Zhu Taiao a bit apprehensive, for Sword Saint wasn’t fad for nothing, his strength genuinely formidable, these people had suffered losses to him before.
Quicksand’s inability to annex Dragon Gate was due to Blade Emperor Sword Saint’s prowess.
Zhu Taiao felt bitter, wanting to retreat swiftly, yet found it humiliating.
"Dad, save quickly, you old undead, why pretend, why didn’t you co out earlier, I’ve been humiliated, kill them quickly!"
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