"Senior?"
"Senior Wang Daozhen has personally spoken. It seems that Liu Qinghe is doomed to die."
"His swordsmanship is not bad, but unfortunately, he has incurred the displeasure of the senior, so he must die."
Another man and woman said coldly.
The gazes towards Liu Qinghe were already as if looking at a dead person. Because... Senior Wang Daozhen has the power to do so.
"Ji Wujie, as per Senior Wang Daozhen's command, Liu Qinghe must die. His subordinates do not accept trash. You are on your own." Ji Changyue, who received the order, quickly came downstairs and said coldly to a visibly angry Ji Wujie.
His expression was full of disdain.
If he couldn't even deal with a Refinement Realm Second Level kid, what qualifications does he have to join their team, which is made up entirely of geniuses?
"Senior Wang Daozhen's command..." Ji Wujie felt a chill in his heart. The next moment, an endless rage surged up within him. "Liu Qinghe!"
Wang Dao Zhen! He was one of the top ten experts in their Changkong Academy. In the entire capital of the Qian Gu Kingdom, he was a renowned figure. Wherever he went, he was accompanied by students. Even the nobles and royal families showed him the utmost respect. When Wang Dao Zhen first came to Qingyuan City, the lord of the city personally hosted a banquet to entertain Wang Dao Zhen and even had his daughter, Yan Youyou, accompany him as he wandered around the city.
Liu Qinghe dared to make him lose face, to the extent that Wang Dao Zhen was displeased with him.
"Death!" True energy surged.
Ji Wujie's long sword hummed lightly, igniting all the true energy, intending to completely slay Liu Qinghe.
"Qin Feng asked me to die, but he died!" Liu Qinghe's eyes were extremely cold.
"Boom!" At this moment, a violent disturbance came from the end of the street, accompanied by a surging crowd. It seemed that a group of soldiers was rapidly rushing in their direction.
"City Guards?" Ji Changyue, the man in the green robe, frowned slightly and looked at Yan Youyou.
Yan Youyou was the daughter of the City Lord of Qingyuan City.
However, Yan Youyou shook her head, and looked in the direction of the sound. When she saw a group of people and horses appearing at the street corner, her face immediately turned cold: "Who's there, so bold, daring to ride through my Qingyuan City."
Having said that, she already turned to a middle-aged woman who had been standing in the shadows, serving another woman by her side: "Go, capture them for me."
"Yes."
The middle-aged woman nodded and was about to leave.
But at this moment, the woman who had shown some appreciation for Lu Qinghe suddenly said, "Wait! That's... the Dragon Feather Horse!?"
"Dragon Feather Horse? Meng Feifei, did you say that's the Dragon Feather Horse?"
The woman's words made Yan Youyou slightly stunned.
The foals ridden by the sixteen knights were all pure white, flawless, with small wings fluttering on their hooves, flying through the air. What else could it be if not the Dragon Feather Horse?
"The Dragon Feather Horse is usually ridden by the disciples of the Asking Immortal Sect, so why would the Dragon Feather Horse appear here?"
Yan Youyou was somewhat puzzled.
The Asking Immortal Sect!
That was the sacred place of cultivation within the ancient kingdom, and the core class of the Asking Immortal Sect could sit on equal footing with the royal family of the ancient kingdom. The status and identity of these disciples were not inferior to those of princes and princesses. Anyone of them could be on par with the chief disciples of Changkong Academy, Xuanji Academy, and even the Royal Swordsmanship Academy of Beiyue.
The sixteen Dragon Feather Knights arrived like a long dragon, instantly appearing on the street.
The leader of the Dragon Feather Knight drew his long sword and released his sword qi, cutting through the air.
Before Ji Wuji, who was about to attack Lu Qinghe, could react, his entire sword arm had been severed by the sword qi, and his arm, along with the sword, was swept into the void.
"Ah!"
The severing of his arm was not as simple as losing a few fingers, and Ji Wuji let out a painful cry.
"Sword Qi!"
"True Qi leaving the body, at the seventh level of Qi Condensation! This is a powerful practitioner at the seventh level of Qi Condensation!"
In the crowd, many knowledgeable cultivators saw this scene and exclaimed in astonishment.
The seventh level of Qi Condensation.
In Qingyuan City, those at the seventh level of Qi Condensation were top figures. It should be noted that even the Lord of Qingyuan City, the ruler of a radius of 120 miles, was only at the ninth level of Qi Condensation.
"What's going on!?"
Seeing these Dragon Feather Knights displaying their formidable seventh level of Qi Condensation and cutting off Ji Wuji's arm as soon as they arrived, Yan Youyou, Ji Changyue, Meng Feifei, and even Wang Daozhen all had a slight change in their expressions.
Why did the Dragon Feather Knights attack Ji Wuji?
"Are you going to kill him?"
The female knight in charge of the group, after severing Ji Wuji's arm with a sword, turned her gaze on Ji Changyue, who had delivered the message earlier.
It was only at this moment that the people upstairs could clearly see the appearance of this female knight.
This female knight had long hair cascading over her shoulders, with two strands falling in front of her chest. Her face was delicately beautiful, with a unique fusion of both heroic and sweet traits.
What surprised Yan Youyou, Ji Changyue, Wang Daozhen, and Meng Feifei was that this woman, despite looking young, was a powerful seventh level Qi Condensation practitioner. Under her youthful appearance, there was a hint of girlish innocence, and she did not appear to be over eighteen years old.
"I..."
This woman looked young, but she was a powerful seventh level Qi Condensation practitioner who could manifest her true Qi. Faced with her probing, Ji Changyue felt immense pressure and dared not hide anything: "I only deliver messages on the orders of Senior Brother Wang Daozhen."
"Wang Daozhen."
The young woman raised her head and naturally focused her gaze on Yan Youyou, Meng Feifei, Wang Daozhen, and others dressed similarly on the building: "Who is Wang Daozhen? Get down here."
"Hmph!"
Named directly, Wang Daozhen naturally could not remain calm and composed. His expression turned slightly cold as he said, "I am Wang Daozhen. Miss, while you possess the cultivation of the seventh level of Qi Condensation, it's best not to meddle in our affairs. Otherwise, I, Wang Daozhen, am not to be trifled with..."
"Clap!"
Before Wang Daozhen could finish his sentence, the girl on the Dragon Feather Horse had already leaped up and, in an elegant and mysterious manner, appeared on top of the tavern in an instant.
"Swish!"
A cold light flashed, and a torrent of sword shadows poured down, containing a sharp and keenness that instantly made Wang Daozhen, who was nonchalant before, change his expression greatly.
"Clang!"
Wang Daozhen unsheathed his sword in an instant!
However, as soon as his sword was unsheathed, blood splattered.
His wrist had been inexplicably pierced by the girl's sword, and the unsheathed sword was also shaken out.
"Ah!"
Before Wang Daozhen's scream of pain could be heard, his handsome face had already been heavily struck by the opponent's sword.
Teeth and blood spurted from his mouth.
Under the heavy blow, he was thrown out of the tavern and, with a single step from the girl, he was viciously subdued, crashing down.
"Bang!"
The earth and stones splashed.
Wang Daozhen's body directly smashed into a shallow pit on the ground, spitting out blood mixed with broken teeth from his mouth.
Dumbfounded!
Completely stunned!
Wang Daozhen, one of the top ten core students of the Chang Kong Academy, was completely powerless against the series of attacks from the girl just now. He only remembered wanting to draw his sword, and then various kinds of intense pain assaulting his nerves.
When he finally came to his senses with great difficulty, he found himself lying on the street, feeling pain throughout his body, not knowing how many bones were broken.
Not only was Wang Daozhen dumbfounded, but also the people upstairs, Meng Feifei, Yan Youyou, and another man and woman, were also astonished.
The girl who had just made a move was too fast, and every blow contained irresistible power. The pressure and momentum made it almost impossible for them to breathe. When they came to their senses, they were in awe. Wang Daozhen, a senior student admired and revered by countless people in the capital city, had been thrown downstairs and was spitting blood continuously.
The contrast between his previous calm and the current situation was too great.
"Tack."
The girl landed steadily on the ground, her long hair fluttering in the wind, and she did not even glance at Wang Daozhen.
"Who are you?"
Feeling pierced in the wrist, with his internal organs burning like a fierce fire, Wang Daozhen immediately realized that he was in big trouble.
However, he still couldn't accept that a prestigious senior student of the Chang Kong Academy was humiliated and shamed by a girl whose name he couldn't even recall.
The girl's footsteps never paused, but went straight to the battered and bloodied Lu Qinghe.
"Lu Qinghe?"
Seeing that the girl was clearly heading towards Lu Qinghe and that there was some resemblance in her facial features, Yan Youyou from Qingyuan City suddenly remembered something and her face showed a look of astonishment. "Lu Qingyun! Lu Qingyun from Snow Sword Villa!"
"Lu Qingyun?"
This name caused the faces of everyone present to change simultaneously.
Lu Qinghe was a member of the Snow Sword Villa, and there were not a few who knew about it.
However, the lord of the Snow Sword Villa, Lu Qingfeng, had many wives and children, and one of his sons, whom the lord himself had never paid much attention to, was no exception.
But Lu Qingyun was different.
As young people, they naturally had their own circles, and they were all familiar with the remarkable achievements of these young talents.
Lu Qingyun was one of the extraordinary geniuses they had discussed before.
Lu Qingyun! The daughter of Lu Qingfeng, the lord of Snow Sword Villa.
She started practicing at the age of six and displayed amazing talent. She became proficient in martial arts and swordsmanship, and at the age of ten, she reached the Triple Refinement Realm; at the age of twelve, she entered the Innate Realm; and at the age of thirteen, when she reached the Quintuple Refinement Realm, she was recommended by Snow Sword Villa to join the Wuxian Sect and became an outer disciple of the Wuxian Sect.
Since then, her practice has been plain sailing.
It was rumored a year ago that she had reached the peak of the Quintuple Refinement Realm and was in the process of breaking through to the Sixth Realm.
The Sixth Refinement Realm!
The standard for inner disciples of the Wuxian Sect.
And now, it was clear that she had succeeded.
In terms of age...
Lu Qingyun had just recently turned sixteen.