1025: C1025 The Head of the Qian Shi Family

C1025 The Head of the Qian Shi Family

Looking at Qianxiang's proud expression, Xue Qianqiu rolled his eyes and said lightly, "You talk too much nonsense!"

Qianxiang said disdainfully, "You must have been scared! Knowing the gap between the Yellow Level Martial Artist and the Profound Level Martial Artist, isn't it a little hopeless?"

"Furthermore, you are born blind. If I want to beat you, it will only be a matter of minutes!"

"So, you can commit suicide! Don't dirty my hands!"

Looking at Qianxiang's arrogant look, Ye Huo walked to Xue Qianqiu's side and patted his shoulder.

"Don't be polite, chop him to death!"

Xue Qianqiu nodded seriously. "Don't worry. I will do it even if you don't tell me."

"Well, very well. This guy... is courting death!"

Ye Huo looked at Qianxiang with pity and said.

Qianxiang was still unwilling to give up.

Xue Qianqiu said coldly, "Are you done?"

Just as Qianxiang was about to say something, he was interrupted by Xue Qianqiu, causing him to fly into a rage out of humiliation.

"Fine, bastard. Since you want to die, I will grant your wish! Spirit Devouring Palm!"

He imitated Qianxiang's shout and grabbed the wrist of his right hand with his left hand. His right hand made a hollow grip and instantly, wisps of white spiritual energy flew out from the palm of his right hand and circled around the edge of his palm.

Grand Elder saw Qianxiang's movements, and his expression immediately changed. He shouted," Second brother, you actually gave my scholar's secret manual to him so early on. How dare you! "

"The Spirit Swallowing Palm is a secret technique that my master does not pass down. It is a Mid Profound Level martial skill. It possesses great power and can be used to fight a High Profound Level martial skill. Only the previous master of the family can learn it. Why does he know it?"

Second Elder smiled and said, "Big brother, the world has changed. Although the Spirit Swallowing Palm is a martial skill of my master, it is still a martial skill. However, the family head is useless. Doesn't this mean that the Spirit Swallowing Palm will be lost forever? I am also thinking about the future of the scholars! After all, Qianxiang will soon inherit the family head. Learning the Spirit Devouring Palm ahead of time is nothing!"

He looked at Grand Elder and said," Besides, big brother, you don't have the strength to fight for the position of the family head anymore. Why don't you do your best to assist Qianxiang? Maybe... there will be a good end! "

"You..."

Grand Elder gritted his teeth and said.

However, there was nothing he could do. After all, all of his disciples had been killed.

"* Hong Long...... *"

Similar to Qianxiang, he clenched his right hand. A ball of thunder suddenly appeared in his palm. At the same time, the airflow swept across, causing Xue Qianqiu's clothes to flutter.

"Hehe, evil seed, now you know the difference between the Profound Level Martial Artist and the Yellow Level Martial Artist!"

"Letting you die in the hands of the scholar's ultimate skill is the last favor I'll give you!"

Xue Qianqiu coldly stood with his sword in hand, his expression did not change at all.

His pale eyes flickered slightly, silently calculating the changes in Qianxiang's aura.

"Two streams of air flow merged together along the palms of both hands, forming a spiritual energy vortex. So this is the Spirit Devouring Palm! Hehe... "

After confirming the profoundness of the Spirit Devouring Palm in his heart, Xue Qianqiu remained as still as a mountain.

Looking at how Xue Qianqiu remained silent, even Qianxiang felt a little bored. He had already finished gathering his energy and shouted, "Evil seed, go to hell!"

He suddenly jumped out and pressed his right hand against the ground. The spiritual energy cyclone cut a deep ravine on the ground.

As if he was scared silly, Xue Qianqiu did not even move to fight back.

He imitated Qianxiang and laughed loudly.

"Evil seed, you must be scared silly!"

He dashed in front of Xue Qianqiu and struck out with his right palm.

At this moment, Xue Qianqiu suddenly raised his long sword and held it horizontally in front of his chest. The tip of the sword was pointed outwards.

A strange scene happened. It was like a friendly match between two senior and junior brothers. He imitated Qianxiang's right palm and found the tip of Xue Qianqiu's sword. Then, he pierced through it.

Blood spurted out. Xue Qianqiu's Ethereal Sword was so sharp that it directly passed through Qianxiang's right palm and his elbow.

"Roar..."

Before Qianxiang could react, he was engulfed by a sharp pain all over his body. He screamed.

The smile on Second Elder's face, which was supposed to be a victory, froze on his face at this moment.

He opened his mouth wide, as if he could stuff an entire egg into it.

There were only three words written on his face.

Impossible!

Xue Qianqiu raised his sword and said lightly, "You are too weak!"

You are too weak. These four words were like a knife that directly tore Qianxiang's face apart. He cried out in pain and fury.

"Impossible... Impossible... How could it be!"

Xue Qianqiu shook his head and said, "The longer you follow Master, the more you can feel the importance of your foundation. Your foundation is too weak. The spiritual energy that you have cultivated in your body is also extremely turbid. Martial techniques seem to be powerful, but in reality, there are many flaws and weaknesses. They are weak! It's really too weak! "

His tone was very calm, as if he was chatting with someone else, but when it fell into Qianxiang's ears, it was an incomparable ridicule.

The mentality of mimicking Qianxiang instantly collapsed.

"Nonsense! Bullshit... you lied to me... Ah..."

In his rage, he stomped his feet hard and struggled to break free. His right palm, which had been pierced through, instantly spurted out blood.

" I'm going to kill you... "

In his rage, he imitated Qianxiang and took out the Explosive Spirit Pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

When the pill entered his mouth, Qianxiang let out a furious roar. All the spiritual energy on his body rolled out crazily. The airflow swept in all directions. Surprisingly, he was approaching the Mid Profound Level.

"I want you to die..."

He raised his left palm like Qianxiang. The spiritual energy provided by the pill was very turbid, and its power was far from being as pure as the spiritual energy he was cultivating.

However, he no longer cared about purifying the spiritual energy anymore. He directly poured all the spiritual energy that erupted from his palm onto his left palm.

"Spirit Swallowing Palm's final form!"

Forcibly exploding out, like Qianxiang, he actually broke through the limit in his rage and successfully displayed the final form of the Spirit Swallowing Palm.

The white spiritual energy cyclone became incomparably huge, like a disc, smashing towards Xue Qianqiu.0

Xue Qianqiu shook his head slightly, raised his long sword, and thrust it into his arms.

"Ethereal Sword Technique! Sword One! Break!"

With a stomp of his feet, he leaped into the air.

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, he brushed past Qianxiang.

A blood-curdling scream shook the sky, and blood splattered everywhere. With a loud bang, the Devouring Spirit Palm lost control and exploded. Xue Qianxiang's body trembled, and the spiritual energy in his body exploded crazily, shattering his body into pieces.

A sword pierced through his chest, and he was instantly killed.

Second Elder and the others stood rooted to the ground, dumbfounded.

The number one expert of the younger generation of academics, Qianxiang, died just like that?

The other party had only used one sword strike to instantly kill Xue Qianxiang.

How was this possible?

What about the Profound Level Martial Artist crushing the Yellow Level Martial Artist?

Second Elder rubbed his eyes hard, once again confirming that he had completely fallen like Qianxiang.

He lost his rationality in an instant.

Qianxiang, who he had put all his effort into, had died just like that. His future and hope had been completely cut off.

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