1690: C1690 To Kill

C1690 To Kill

Deep outskirts, Rain Bamboo Teahouse.

A tea room.

Boiled tea, the fragrance of the tea filled the air.

The lingering fragrance of tea filled the entire tea room.

Lin Xuan's heart was as calm as water. He sat calmly on the sofa on the tea table. His expression was extremely calm and composed.

Even though he was waiting for someone, he could not feel his impatience at all.

What should come would come eventually.

Furthermore, he had predicted that the person he had invited today would definitely come!

Therefore, he was neither anxious nor slow. His mind was calm as he calmly brewed the tea.

Finally, a wave of footsteps sounded from outside the tea room.

Creak!

The door of the teahouse was pushed open. Even the quiet and elegant Rain Bamboo Teahouse was filled with a strong murderous aura when the door of the teahouse was opened.

Taoist Qingming walked into the teahouse. When his eyes fell on Lin Xuan, he was not surprised at all.

Lin Xuan looked up and looked at Taoist Qingming. He was still calm. He raised his hand to signal, "Master, you are here. Please have a seat!"

Taoist Qingming did not hesitate. He walked to the sofa opposite of Lin Xuan and sat down with his back facing him. He crossed his legs and looked at Lin Xuan with a slanted face.

He snorted and snorted coldly. Lin Xuan, I never thought that your Cultivation Level has broken through to the Ancestor realm. You can still remain calm when your death is near."

Lin Xuan turned a deaf ear to him. He filled a cup of tea and handed it to the tea table beside Taoist Qingming. He smiled leisurely and said, "Master, please use the tea!"

He did not care whether Taoist Qingming drank tea or not. He picked up the other cup and blew on it. He took a sip of tea and praised himself, "As expected of the Dragon Well before the rain. It is fragrant and sweet in bitterness. Good tea, good tea."

In comparison, Taoist Qingming could not sit still.

He waved his hand and slapped the tea table. With a ding sound, the cup of tea on the tea table rose up.

Before the cup of tea fell, he waved his palm and sent a stream of air. The air whistled toward the cup of tea.

"Slurp! Slurp!"

The boiling tea emitted heat, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into an ice blade. It radiated a kind of energy and ice blade, shooting towards Lin Xuan's throat.

Lin Xuan smiled. With a flick of his finger, a surge of power was released from his fingertip.

Clang!

Pop!

With two consecutive sounds, two cold lights shot out from his fingertips.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

It was a silver needle used for acupuncture.

Lin Xuan used the marvelous Nine Needles For Qi Control technique and integrated his Cultivation Level into it. He shot out the silver needle with a hidden weapon and shattered Taoist Qingming's ice blade.

Taoist Qingming's expression froze. He waved his palm and threw the teacup that was floating in the air.

"Bang!"

The teacup exploded like a balloon and turned into countless pieces.

More accurately, countless pieces of energy shot toward Lin Xuan.

Those pieces of energy were as thin as a cow's hair. If Lin Xuan could not shoot them down, he would be pierced through and enter his body.

Moreover, it was such a fine broken blade, and it was extremely sharp.

However, Lin Xuan was still calm. A ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as he held the teacup in his hand tightly.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle!"

The broken pieces of the teacup instantly stuck to the teacup in his hand.

When he looked at Taoist Qingming, he raised his hand and counterattacked all the broken pieces of the blade towards Taoist Qingming.

Taoist Qingming's expression changed drastically from shock. With a heavy palm, he grabbed the tea table in front of him. With a shake in the air, he flipped the tea table over and blocked in front of him.

"Knock, knock, knock, knock!"

"Crack, bang!"

Almost in an instant, Lin Xuan's broken blade pierced through the tea table and shattered the entire marble tea table.

The scattered pieces of marble piled up in front of him.

Taoist Qingming was even more frightened.

He knew that with Lin Xuan's Ancestral Realm Cultivation Level, he could use anything.

With such a high Cultivation Level, Taoist Qingming was no longer a match for him.

However, Taoist Qingming was not willing to give up. He was defeated by Lin Xuan just like that.

In the next second, he actually started laughing wildly.

"Lin Xuan, do you really think that you will be invincible after breaking through to the Ancestor Realm?"

Lin Xuan frowned slightly and looked at Taoist Qingming in surprise. He asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

Taoist Qingming smiled strangely. "Do you feel a little scared now? Do you feel itchy all over your body?"

Lin Xuan's sword-like brows slightly sunk as he said in surprise, "What? The teacup fragments are poisonous? "Dark Green Demonic Dao, you are really despicable!"

Hahaha, Lin Xuan, even if you are talented and talented, so what? " Taoist Qingming laughed proudly, "You are still too young to defeat me."

"That year, I saved your life. Your life belongs to me. If you die in my hands, you deserve to die."

When Lin Xuan stood up, his feet were floating. He staggered a few steps and stared at Taoist Qingming in shock. "Demon Dao, you are really disgusting."

"If I had a choice, I would rather starve to death on the street than accept your kindness."

Taoist Qingming sneered. "Fate always plays tricks on people. " No, your fate should be in the hands of the old Taoist. You can only blame yourself for being too arrogant. Do you really think you can escape from my grasp? "

"It is already a great kindness for you to be able to let you die here and die in the hands of the old Taoist."

Lin Xuan felt as if his chest was being burned by flames. His blood was boiling, and he was a little agitated.0

He had never expected that he would fall into Taoist Qingming's trap due to his lack of vigilance.

He staggered and a trace of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth. In his horror, he looked at Taoist Qingming and said, still unconvinced, "Demon, you used such a despicable method. Even if you win against me, what does it matter? Do you think it's glorious? "

"Hahaha, Lin Xuan, you are so ridiculous. You are so pedantic!" Taoist Qingming seemed to have done something very proud. "Don't you know that there is no deception in war?"

"As long as I win against you, I will win. I don't care about the glory at all. When you die, who will care? How did you die?"

Lin Xuan clenched his fists, his nails digging into his flesh. He did not feel any pain at all.

His eyes were filled with resentment as he glared at Taoist Qingming.

Taoist Qingming smiled proudly and took a step forward. "Lin Xuan, I saved you. It's time for me to end your life. It's time for me to send you to the Western Paradise."

With these words, he raised his palm and struck at Lin Xuan's weak point.

Unexpectedly, Lin Xuan's eyes suddenly shone with a strange light. A chilling light shot towards Taoist Qingming. With a demonic voice that seemed to come from the eighteen layers of hell, he asked in return. "Is that so? Do you really think so?"

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