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It took some time to break through the barrier between the two layers, and we entered the second layer of the waste star, which was littered with debris.

The wreckage of robots, huge spaceship equipment, huge meteorite-like objects, and traces of battle were scattered all around.

"I remember there are three lords on this floor: the Mechanical Devil, the Hell Pig King, and the three-headed Hellhound. Well, Wuyou seems to be with the Hell Pig King."

Qin Qi decided to first find Wuyou to ask about the way to become a god, and then eliminate these three lords to see if he could get any unexpected gains.

After wandering around in the waste planet for a while, I met a few pig-headed people wearing high-tech combat uniforms.

The other party greeted Qin Qi warmly after seeing him, and spoke in authentic Yanhuang dialect: "Sir, you look like you are from Yanhuang."

"Our king welcomes guests from Yanhuang. If you wish, you can return with us. We have an old Yanhuang elder visiting us."

"It really seems like the entire universe is speaking Yanhuang dialect."

Qin Qi sighed briefly at the popularity of Yanhuang dialect, then said to the two Pig Star people, "Lead the way."

The Pig Alien nodded and began to lead Qin Qi and the others back to the camp, which was a community carved out on a cliff.

Entering the largest cave, unlike its inconspicuous appearance from the outside, it is magnificent inside, with a large red carpet on the ground.

Walking along the carpet inside, there is a huge golden throne at the innermost part, and on the throne is a pig-like alien dressed in gorgeous clothes sitting.

When the other party saw Qin Qi, he smiled, stood up to greet him, and spoke in Yanhuang language.

"Isn't it a joy to have friends coming from afar? Let's prepare a feast and entertain the guests!"

The Pig King took the initiative to walk towards Qin Qi, but he felt something was wrong as soon as he approached. After observing Qin Qi carefully, he did not find anything wrong.

But as soon as he took a step forward, he felt a sharp sword energy! A huge pressure, a roaring dragon, and greedy desire.

He finally couldn't bear it any longer, and his back was already wet with cold sweat. He stopped and thought to himself:

"This Yanhuang man is very strong! Could he be another Wuyou?"

The hypocritical smile on the Pig King's face began to stiffen. He looked at Qin Qi and saw that he looked like a human being in his twenties.

He began to feel cautious. When Wuyou was killing everyone at the Gate of Hell, he seemed to be a little more mature than this person.

In other words, the person in front of him might be even stronger than Wuyou!

The Pig King began to worry and didn't dare to propose the contest anymore, for fear that the other party would chop him with a sword.

But he couldn't get it out, but Qin Qi was very interested in it.

"On the way here, I heard that you learned swordsmanship from an old senior from our Yanhuang. It just so happens that I also practice swordsmanship."

"Shall we two practice a little?"

Qin Qi took the initiative to request a fight, but the Pig King chose to refuse.

"No need for that. Using force when a guest is visiting is extremely rude. Let's just drink. I have some good homemade wine here."

Before the Pig King could say anything, he was speechless as he saw Qin Qi's sword intent burst out. He had no choice but to fight.

The other party obviously has bad intentions!

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Chapter 94: Sword Immortal Worry-Free! The Supreme Sword Dao Dances with the Sword as It Pleases!

"Since the guest insists on doing this, there is nothing I can do. Bring me my Taixu Sword."

The Pig King knew that this battle was inevitable, so he asked someone to bring his weapon, a scarlet long sword.

"This sword is called the Taixu Sword, and it weighs three thousand three hundred and thirty-three pounds. I ordered my men to collect thirty-three kinds of exotic iron from the waste star layer, and it took me thirty-three years to forge this weapon."

The Pig King looked at Qin Qi, who had his hands empty, and said, "Since this is a duel, there must be some rules. How about we decide the winner with four moves?"

"It will be all right."

"Then please move outside."

The Pig King took off his luxurious clothes to reveal the black clothes underneath, and walked outside with the Taixu Sword in his hand.

Qin Qi followed him out.

The two men stood opposite each other, with a distance of about three meters between them, which was just a moment for them.

"The sun sets behind the mountains!"

The Pig King raised the Taixu Sword in his hand and tried to block Qin Qi's sight with the help of the reflection of the blade, and he took advantage of this moment to launch an attack.

Qin Qi stood there without dodging or avoiding, just staring at the Pig King very calmly. He was not affected by the reflection at all.

"change!"

The Pig King looked at Qin Qi's calm expression and had a bad feeling in his heart. At the last moment, the sword's momentum reversed, and the attack that was originally rushing towards Qin Qi now turned into rushing towards the sky.

This guy has nothing in his hands! But why do I always feel extremely dangerous?

All the hair on the Pig King's body stood up, and his instinctive sense was very sharp, which could help him effectively avoid enemy attacks under normal circumstances.

But at this time, this keen instinctive perception became a huge impact. As long as he got close to Qin Qi, he felt the threat of death!

"Calm down! Our strength is suppressed to god-level in Hell's Gate. No matter how strong the opponent is, he can't kill me instantly!"

The Pig King took a deep breath in mid-air and then changed his sword moves again. Using the impact from above, he unleashed his second move: "The Yellow River flows into the sea!"

The Pig King who fell from the sky danced with the long sword in his hand, and the sword energy formed a surging Yellow River, attacking with absolute momentum.

When approaching Qin Qi, the Pig King felt the sense of danger again.

"hateful!"

The Pig King cursed in his heart. At this moment, he could choose to ignore the threat and continue attacking, or he could choose to step back and let the sword continue attacking.

After hesitating for a while, the Pig King was still afraid. He chose the most stable way of fighting and sent out the sword to test Qin Qi's strength.

Qin Qi stood still as he watched the oncoming river of sword energy, letting it pass through him. He was like a rock in the water, unshaken.

The long river of sword energy disappeared, and Qin Qi was not hurt at all!

"There's no injury at all! Not even the clothes are torn!"

The Pig King showed a surprised expression on his face. He thought that this move might not have any effect, but he did not expect that the other party would take his attack without moving.

After this move, he became even more wary of Qin Qi. In his eyes, Qin Qi was now an abyss with no bottom.

"Your Excellency's strength is truly formidable. I have no choice but to unleash the Pig Tribe's most powerful secret technique!"

"To see the world from a thousand miles away!"

Suddenly, the Pig King's eyes emitted a dazzling light, and it looked as if he was about to release some powerful move.

In fact, he had already scattered countless tiny powders, all of which were highly poisonous. Once they came into contact with the eyes, they would instantly make the person blind.

His own glowing eyes were of no use. They simply used the light to attract the other party's attention while the other party ignored the powder.

Qin Qi remained calm and with one breath all the powder was blown away, very naturally, as if he was just breathing normally.

"He found out?!"

The Pig King was shocked and thought that Qin Qi had discovered it, but after observing for a while, he found that Qin Qi did not take any follow-up action.

"No, it's just luck."

"Is it really luck?"

The Pig King's fear of Qin Qi grew deeper and deeper. He was a little afraid to attack at this moment. He had just used three moves, and all three had no effect.

His hand gripping the sword trembled slightly. Would his next move be enough to defeat the opponent? If not, how would he respond?!

Has he noticed something's wrong?! Is he trying to take advantage of this opportunity to kill me?

All kinds of bad thoughts popped up in the Pig King's mind. The more he thought about it, the more he dared not draw his sword, and his courage and momentum became weaker and weaker.

"One last move left. Do you still want to attack? If you do, it's my turn."

Qin Qi stared at the Pig King. He kept letting him attack, hoping to use this opportunity to understand the power of Yanhuang's lost unique skill, the Poetry Sword.

But after seeing the first three moves, I felt so disappointed. Maybe the Pig King learned it wrong. Why does the Poetry Sword have so many shady moves?

There is no momentum at all. What is he practicing?

"Huh, this is my last move. This is my most powerful move. From bottom to top, each level is stronger than the last!"

At Qin Qi's urging, the Pig King launched a final attack. The Taixu Sword swept across the ground, and circles of ground rose up.

Carrying sword energy and impacting layer after layer, as if climbing a building, finally all the power gathered at the top!

“Go to the next level!”

"This trick has some form, but that's it."

Qin Qi then broke the Pig King's attack with just one finger, and at the same time broke the sword that the Pig King had made by collecting thirty-three kinds of exotic iron for thirty-three years.

"Lost!"

The Pig King fell to the ground, looking at the Taixu Sword that had broken into pieces and scattered on the ground, and then looked at Qin Qi who only extended one finger.

His first thought was impossible! His second thought was horrible! His third thought was, how could the god-level opponent do this?

"Is this the Yanhuang martial arts?!"

The Pig King felt that the immortal old man Wuyou definitely did not teach him the secret of the Shixian Sword, otherwise how could he have lost so miserably!

"There's a huge difference between god-level and god-level. You're god-level simply because you're only at god-level, but I'm god-level because I'm at the maximum level."

"Okay, take me to see that old senior."

Qin Qi was not interested in seeing the Poetry Sword in the hands of the Pig King. The other party had not learned anything at all, and it would be a stretch to say that he had just gotten started.

The Pig King was very unwilling but there was nothing he could do. He had completely realized that he was no match for Qin Qi.

The opponent only used one finger to break his strongest move. If he attacked with a sword, he could take his life in that instant!

The Pig King began to feel frightened when he thought of this!

Qin Qi followed the Pig King into a cave. After walking for a while, he saw a huge wine gourd.

After a round, he found Wuyou, whose hair was disheveled and spread on the ground, behind the wine gourd. He was lying on the ground and sleeping.

"This is Senior Wuyou. He sustained a brain injury in the previous battle and has been in a state of confusion ever since."

"By the way, I didn't add this chain, it was originally tied to the gourd!"

The Pig King hurriedly explained, fearing that Qin Qi would misunderstand that he had imprisoned Elder Yanhuang, and then kill him in anger.

"Okay, there's nothing more for you to do. When you get out, you should eat and drink, and try to die without regrets."

"what!"

The Pig King's eyes widened. He looked at Qin Qi and said tremblingly, "Sir, please don't joke like that."

"Do you think I'm kidding?"

Qin Qi had calmed down. He had no killing intent but he also didn't seem to be joking.

The Pig King grasped the Taixu Sword at his waist and wanted to fight to the death, but when he saw Qin Qi didn't make a move, he was a little afraid to make a move.

He gradually walked backwards until he was completely out of the cave, then he turned around and ran away quickly. Of course, he was not going to eat or drink.

He went to find reinforcements. He felt that he could not defeat Qin Qi by his own strength. He wanted to find the other two lords and ask them to help him deal with Qin Qi!

This way there might still be a chance of winning.

Qin Qi looked at the running Pig King without paying any attention. The other party was dead. He said that even God couldn't save him.

He turned and walked towards Wuyou. As soon as he took a step, he woke up the sleeping Wuyou. The other person's eyes became sharp in an instant.

"Yanhuang people?"

Wuyou felt the sword intent from Qin Qi, and even though he was confused, he instinctively acted in the calmest way.

It's very contradictory. How can someone who is in a daze behave calmly? But this is what happened to Wuyou.

"Ah."

Qin Qi nodded and walked forward to check Wuyou's injuries. It was not a head injury, but a serious damage to his soul.

"Someone from Yanhuang has come to challenge the Gate of Hell again, hahahaha, what year is it now?"

Wuyou's eyes became confused again. As soon as he asked Qin Qi about the time, he started muttering that he wanted to drink.

“It’s the 21st century.”