Xuanxia

Chapter 501 You Are Not a Sixth Realm

The old man walked very fast and Fu Qingzhou followed closely.

In fact, the old man's steps seemed normal. Each step was just taken out and put down, but it seemed as if he could shrink the distance into an inch. He could take a step over ten feet.

He walked calmly but at an extremely fast speed.

Fu Qingzhou followed leisurely.

This time, he originally went to the Sword Academy to meet Zhao Yuan, so naturally he did not bring his usual sword and bow, only a short knife for cutting waves on his waist.

But he showed no fear and continued to follow closely.

He had not learned any advanced martial arts skills, nor did he have the old man's strange and magical footwork. He just... simply walked fast.

Sometimes, powerful people are just so unreasonable.

Others have worked hard to practice footwork and unique skills, and practiced for several years, before they can walk out with such a carefree feeling as if they were strolling in the garden.

But Fu Qingzhou, relying solely on his extremely domineering martial arts, swung his legs so hard that smoke came out, without a single sign of fatigue on his face, and followed closely behind.

"Humph……"

The old man turned his head slightly, glanced at him coldly, and sneered in a low voice: "You are only in the sixth realm. In order to keep up with my pace, I am afraid that your true energy will be exhausted, right? And you pretend to be indifferent. Let's see if you can still pretend when we are outside the city!"

The two of them walked one in front and one behind, traveling through the streets of the capital, gradually going farther and farther away, heading towards the outside of the city.

Everything was just as Fu Qingzhou had imagined. The old man really wanted to lead him to a deserted place.

"This person is most likely a member of Huijue's forces outside the Jinchan Temple... But do they really think that sending an old man in the seventh realm can deal with me? This is unreasonable. Huijue knows that I have made a breakthrough."

Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes and thought to himself: "Unless there is more than just this one expert."

The two walked faster and faster, and walked further and further. In less than half an hour, they had already left the capital.

Normally, it would take at least three to five times as long to walk from the place where Jiang Bapai died to the exit of Beijing, but the two of them just strolled out leisurely.

After leaving the capital, the old man did not stop, and even quickened his pace. His figure was like a hurricane, and he went out of the official road and headed north.

Fu Qingzhou was too lazy to move his legs, so after leaving Beijing he relaxed his legs a lot and started to leap with big strides.

When the old man saw this, the sneer on his face became even stronger.

Finally, after walking for about a quarter of an hour, the old man finally stopped in front of a big river and turned around slowly.

Fu Qingzhou stopped and stopped two or three feet away.

"Young Master Fu."

The old man said sinisterly: "You are chasing me so closely."

"Don't use these nonsense." Fu Qingzhou said lazily: "Why did you bring me here? Do you want to kill me or capture me?"

"Haha..." The old man laughed sinisterly, "Qianlong Fu Qingzhou is really confident enough. He knows it's a trap, but he still dares to step in?"

Fu Qingzhou spread his hands: "What else? Don't you want the clues that are delivered to your door?"

"Clues? Hehe..."

The old man smiled even more grimly: "You can leave here first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hands, a cold light flashed in his sleeves, and several extremely thin silver needles shot out!

Fu Qingzhou's pupils condensed slightly, and he drew out the Gelangshi Knife like lightning. With a flash of the knife, he chopped down the silver needles one after another.

These silver needles were so thin, even thinner than cow hair, and were shot out at an incredibly fast speed. If Fu Qingzhou had not already advanced to the seventh realm and his senses in all aspects had not been greatly enhanced, he would have been hit.

"What an amazing concealed weapon technique."

He played with the short knife and squinted his eyes and said, "If I remember correctly, this move is called scattering gold and pouring rain? It's... the skill of the True Immortal Palace."

“Hehe.” The old man sneered, “That’s right… If we talk about seniority, you should call me Senior Brother!”

"Such an old brother?"

Fu Qingzhou shook his head: "It seems that your talent level is not that good, and you are in such a mess, most likely you didn't wait until Qingsongzi drove everyone down the mountain? Did you defect before?"

Looking at the old man's gradually darkening face, he continued to ponder: "That's not right. With your skills and talents, how could you have the qualifications to defect thirty years ago? I'm afraid you were expelled from the sect because you didn't learn the skills well enough?"

"Ignorant child!"

The old man was furious: "How dare you!"

Before he finished speaking, he moved again! As he moved his feet, his figure flashed like a ghost leader, one became two, two became four, four became eight, and in an instant, he split into dozens of phantoms. For a while, it was impossible to determine the location of his real body with the naked eye. The hidden weapons were overwhelming and rushed towards Fu Qingzhou!

Silver needles, flying knives, golden darts, as well as a lot of pungent smoke deliberately used to disturb the senses, and "flash bombs" that flash with strange light.

Those hidden weapons were attached with the old man's powerful true energy, and they came extremely fast and fiercely. Fu Qingzhou had no doubt that those seemingly thin and broken hidden weapons could turn granite into a sieve even if they hit it!
In such a situation, the old man was like a dozen masters using hidden weapons. Even if the enemies were masters of the same level, they would probably be badly defeated.

But Fu Qingzhou... only used one move.

Although he only had a dagger in his hand, it was enough.

He closed his eyes, not wanting to look at the painful flash, and then he took a sideways step, holding his sword in front of him, with his true energy flowing violently...

Don't move Pluto's sword!

When the first silver needle touched the range of his true energy, it was time for the Pluto Sword to counterattack without moving!

boom!
Fu Qingzhou took a heavy step forward, and an extremely fierce sword intent burst out from the Gelang Sword, turning into a hurricane and sweeping towards those phantoms.

The extremely powerful and domineering sword wind and sword intent instantly swept away all the oncoming hidden weapons, along with the pungent smoke - after dispersing the hidden weapons, the sword intent did not decrease at all, and it suddenly pounced in front of all the phantoms.

Wherever the sword energy went, all the shadows dissipated like smoke, leaving only one figure with a look of astonishment on his face. He quickly retreated and narrowly avoided the sword energy.

A moment later, countless hidden weapons fell to the ground with a clang, and the old man appeared. He stumbled back a few steps and stopped at the edge of the river.

His face was tense and he lowered his head - he saw that his clothes had been torn into rags, and there was a hint of blood.

He was injured in just this one fight!

"You...are not even in the sixth realm!"

The old man gritted his teeth and said, "You are already in the seventh realm!"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "You just found out? So it seems that the one who sent you here was not Huijue?"

The old man did not answer, but said loudly: "Everyone, stop looking! I can't handle it alone!"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

In an instant, a lot of mocking voices were heard all around.

Then, figures began to appear one after another.

Some people suddenly broke out from the soil, some jumped out of the splashing water in the river, and some walked slowly from the woods not far away.

Fu Qingzhou's expression was calm and he was not surprised.

He had long guessed that the old man would not come alone, and when he was fighting with him just now, he also sensed that there were people around.

At this moment, he took a quick look and saw that there were five people coming, including the old man.

These five people... three are in the sixth realm, and two are in the seventh realm!

It was a bit overwhelming, but he wasn't worried.

Before Qiu Chan left, she secretly stuffed a talisman into his arms, which could clearly show his location. She should be on her way now, and he only needs to delay for a while and then he can take advantage of her.

"Old Xiao, you've made such a boast before, but now you've really let it go in your face."

The one walking out from the woods was also an old man, with gray hair, dressed in black, and a ferocious and cruel face. This man was from another realm seven. Although he was the farthest away, the sense of oppression he brought to Fu Qingzhou was the strongest.

The other three... two women and one man, all middle-aged, and their cultivation levels are all in the sixth realm.

The two women were holding long swords in their hands, and the man was wearing steel gloves on both hands and was extremely burly.

Fu Qingzhou smiled slightly: "No way, you look down on me so much that you sent a bunch of rotten fish and shrimps like you?"

"Young man, don't be too crazy."

The old man in black in the distance grinned and said, "The five of us brothers and sisters are more than enough to destroy a small sect. No matter how strong you are, you will be killed here today!"

"Oh? So, you're here to kill me."

Fu Qingzhou curled his lips and said, "It seems that you are really not from Huijue. Then I am curious, who are you?"

"Ha ha……"

The old man in black sneered and said, "It's your fault that you stretched your hands too far! If you want to ask, go to the underworld and ask!"

The next moment, these people jumped up at the same time and attacked Fu Qingzhou!
(End of this chapter)