บท 97: A Million Flying Swords in Rage
What is seventy percent of forty percent?
The answer is twenty-eight percent of the original body's strength.
So the external incarnation of an external incarnation was really just something for show. If it came to a fight, it was estimated that it would only be a bit stronger than Di Du and Qiu Li.
Thinking like this, Chen Xia couldn't help but sigh. It was really weak.
It could be seen that he didn't consider Di Du and Qiu Li's feelings at all. He only cared about himself.
Chen Xia temporarily decided to let the external incarnation with seventy percent of his strength move around outside. After all, this external incarnation was the most similar to the main body, whether in terms of strength or supernatural powers and techniques.
No one would be able to tell the difference when it went out.
The main body would stay asleep in the cave dwelling, and he needed to quickly find a way to escape and leave the Azure Sky Sword Sea.
Now he had many things to do. First was the matter of Zhang Daoming's Alchemy Association. If this matter was handled well, his earnings would definitely not be small.
Moreover, Chen Xia really needed money to conveniently buy medicinal materials, magic treasures, and so on in the future.
The second thing was the matter of the preparatory disciples. Since he had accepted the gifts and promised to be the leader, he had to do something.
Qi Qiong, who ranked fifth among the formal disciples, Chen Xia had inquired about. He had a cultivation level of the sixth level of the Overturning Sea Realm. He was a potential candidate for the Great Emperor a thousand years ago and was now about to take the position of an elder.
These pieces of information sounded quite intimidating, but Chen Xia hadn't been intimidated at all along the way.
Never mind whether he was a potential candidate for the Great Emperor or about to take the position of an elder.
As long as you were at the sixth level of the Overturning Sea Realm, then Chen Xia would beat you up.
For those he couldn't beat, like the fisherman, he could slowly wear them down.
For those he could beat, why bother wearing them down? Just give them a couple of punches to let them experience the harshness of society.
As for the situation of provoking the younger ones and having the older ones come out, Chen Xia had also considered it. Given his precious identity as the life-prolonging medicine for the Great Emperor, Chen Xia wasn't really afraid.
Did they have powerful elders? Didn't he have any?
Maybe all the elders in the Azure Sky Sword Sea would side with him.
Chen Xia still had that saying. If you annoyed him, did you still want your Great Emperor to live?!
He straightened his clothes, picked up the half-drunk teacup, gently tapped his finger on the rim of the cup. The tea water became hazy, as if time was reversing, and soon filled the cup to the brim.
Chen Xia took a sip, put the teacup in the void beside him, and wanted to take a short nap leaning against the wall. But he hadn't lain down for long.
There was a rapid knock on the door outside the house, along with Zhang Daoming's anxious shouts.
"Chen Xia, Chen Xia, your two brothers are about to be beaten to death!"
Chen Xia suddenly got up. With a step of his foot, he was already outside the cave dwelling. He frowned and looked at Zhang Daoming and asked.
"What do you mean?"
Zhang Daoming was out of breath. He pointed in the direction of the Heavenly Pavilion and said hurriedly.
"That big yellow dog stole medicinal materials and was caught by Qi Qiong and beaten. Chi Yu couldn't stand it and went to help, and then they were both beaten together."
"Qi Qiong really didn't hold back at all. He was really going to beat them to death in the medicine field."
Chen Xia frowned, his face a bit gloomy. He tapped his foot on the ground, and his figure disappeared in an instant.
In the medicine field.
At this time, it was already surrounded by disciples and elders. Looking at the scene in the middle, some couldn't bear to look directly.
In the middle was a bird and a dog. The bird had been beaten half to death. Its wings were broken, and most of its consciousness was gone. It seemed that it was taking in more air than breathing out.
The big yellow dog was on the side begging for mercy, asking Qi Qiong to let them go.
"Now you know to beg for mercy?" The man in the golden robe held the big yellow dog's bloody head and smiled cruelly.
"Please spare us. We won't dare to do it again. I won't steal your medicinal materials anymore. I'll return them. I can return everything."
"Return?" Qi Qiong disdainfully raised his cold brow and slightly lifted his lips.
"What can you, this lowly thing, use to return to me? You're just a half-dead long-lived being who has clung to life for several eras. Now I think you've lived long enough and don't cherish your life anymore."
The big yellow dog spat out blood, its tongue hanging limply, and just kept repeating.
"Please spare us, spare us..."
"Lowly thing!" Qi Qiong casually threw the big yellow dog down and stepped on its head, crushing the ground. His eyes were cold as he said.
"Didn't you say before that you were Chen Xia's brother? Why hasn't Chen Xia come out to save you now? Could it be that your brotherhood isn't that deep?"
The big yellow dog didn't answer this question. There were no more murmured words in its mouth, and its eyes were dull. Looking at the bronze door of the Sword Forest not far away, its expression was confused.
"Right." Qi Qiong nodded, with a wild smile on his lips, and muttered to himself.
"After hearing my reputation, this so-called Chen Xia naturally didn't dare to come out. Alas, really, it made me waste money buying this medicine field for nothing."
When Qi Qiong said this, Elder Lei, who was watching from the side, lowered his head. He didn't dare to look into Qi Qiong's eyes at all, let alone look at the miserable big yellow dog.
"I read in books that long-lived beings were all former outstanding talents. Before falling, in order to survive, they were willing to give up all their cultivation levels, talents, and consciousness and become long-lived beings who could only live long."
Qi Qiong stomped on the big yellow dog's head a couple more times and sneered.
"I usually call this kind of thing a lowly thing. What's the point of clinging to life? It's better to reincarnate early and look for the Great Dao in the next life."
"If you're reluctant to part with it, I'll help you."
Qi Qiong smiled. His foot lifted, shining with abundant spiritual energy and bursting out with the light of thunder and fire.
"Please spare us..." The big yellow dog spoke again, its tone full of humility. Its head sank into the ground, and blood and mud mixed together.
Qi Qiong's face broke into a smile. "You two offended me. There's no way I'll spare you so easily. One of you has to die. See who it's better for to die."
The big yellow dog was bleeding. It took a look at the half-dead Chi Yu with great effort and didn't think much before saying softly.
"Let me die."
"Rare. The most life-loving long-lived being is now willing to sacrifice its life. How interesting."
Qi Qiong's golden robe shone brightly. He stepped on the big yellow dog's head again, with a cruel smile on his lips.
"But now I've changed my mind. Both of you have to die."
The strength on his foot suddenly increased, instantly shattering a large area of the ground. One could even hear the creaking sound of the big yellow dog's skull.
It was like a taut bowstring that would break completely in the next step.
Qi Qiong's face showed an extremely bloodthirsty smile, a mixture of ferocity and cruelty. He couldn't wait to see the scene of blood splattering.
In the far distance, a black and white color spread over.
In an instant, it arrived.
Everyone's movements slowed down, as if time had been infinitely stretched, and there were even signs of freezing.
In Qi Qiong's cruel and bloodthirsty eyes, a vast expanse of sword light was reflected.
And a figure in a green shirt with anger on his face.
A million flying swords!
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