Chapter 37 Seizing the Sword

"Today is my chance to avenge my previous shame."

A cold murderous intent flashed in Liu Ruilong's eyes, and he walked towards Pei Xuanjing with anger.

As the legitimate son of the head of the Liu family, and because he showed extraordinary talent for cultivation since childhood, Liu Ruilong has lived in a life full of praise and pride since childhood.

In his early twenties, he was already a seventh-grade warrior. He was also a first-class genius in the entire Anping Prefecture, and he deserved the praise from others.

He had thought that he was the son of destiny of the Liu family, just like Tie Qianshan more than 20 years ago. He would lead the Liu family to rise step by step and become a big force like the Iron Palm Sect.

However, everything came to an abrupt end on that day.

A person who had never heard of suddenly appeared in front of him. With just one move, he cut his tendons, leaving him without the courage to fight again.

For the arrogant Liu Ruilong, this was almost something he had never thought of. At that moment, his pride was completely shattered, and his dignity was trampled under the feet of the other party.

Since that day, Pei Xuanjing has become his nightmare. Even if his father found elixirs for him to help him heal his injuries, there is still an indelible shadow in his heart.

Later, when he learned that the other party had shown the strength of a fifth-grade warrior and killed two fifth-grade warriors and several sixth-grade warriors from the Liu family and Shen's Chamber of Commerce, Liu Ruilong felt an irrepressible fear in his heart.

Even though, he had broken through to the sixth-grade realm with the help of his family's resources.

At this time, Liu Ruilong knew that unless he killed the other party himself, the other party would always be a nightmare on his path of cultivation.

However, facing a genius who was younger than himself and more talented than himself, even Liu Ruilong felt powerless.

"Ruilong, pick up this Liuhuo sword and cut off Pei Xuanjing's head yourself. Your father believes in you."

This is what Liu Chengxiong said when he brought the Qianlian Divine Weapon Liuhuo Sword to him that day.

"Father, I won't let you down!"

Liu Ruilong had struggled and hesitated, but finally took the Flowing Fire Sword under his father's expectant eyes.

This time, he entered the secret blessed land with only one purpose, that is, to kill Pei Xuanjing and eliminate the biggest nightmare on his path of cultivation.

As for the bullshit strange things, he didn't care. He believed that as long as he could kill the other party, he would be able to break through the third grade with his own ability in the future.

"Pei Xuanjing, today I will return all the humiliation you gave me to you!"

A trace of bloodthirsty madness flashed in Liu Ruilong's eyes, and the Thousand Refined Divine Weapon Flowing Fire Sword in his hand was unsheathed.

The long sword was swung out, and the sword body ignited red flames, and it chopped towards Pei Xuanjing with endless heat waves.

"Thousand Refined Divine Weapon!"

Pei Xuanjing didn't know that he had such a big impact on the other party just by defeating Liu Ruilong.

But even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

Martial arts practice is a thousand sails competing for crossing, striving for the first place, and there is no room for any concession.

The fact that Liu Ruilong was so upset only proved that his determination to practice was not strong enough.

Moreover, judging from the fact that he drew his sword and killed someone because of a disagreement that day, he was not a kind person either. He had brought this upon himself.

At the moment, Pei Xuanjing was most surprised that the sword in his opponent's hand was actually a thousand-refined divine weapon.

However, when the two of them attacked at the same time, when Liu Ruilong drew his sword, Pei Xuanjing did not have much room to dodge.

He could only choose to hold the long sword tightly and go forward.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The two swords collided quickly several times, and the sword in his hand that he had taken from Liu Ruilong was already full of cracks, and it seemed that he could no longer use it.

"Pei Xuanjing, today is the day you die."

Seeing the long sword in the opponent's hand shattered into several pieces, a ferocious smile appeared on Liu Ruilong's face.

It must be said that with the help of this Qianlian-level magic weapon Liuhuo Sword, the sixth-rank warrior Liu Ruilong's combat power is no less than that of most fifth-rank warriors.

In this secret blessed land, as long as he does not encounter a few people, with this magic weapon in hand, even if he cannot defeat them, he can still protect himself.

But who made him provoke Pei Xuanjing?

Pei Xuanjing is not the fifth-rank realm as they know, but has already reached the top combat power in this blessed secret land, and is the one of the few people.

Even without a weapon in hand, he can easily deal with Liu Ruilong who relies on the magic weapon to show off his power.

"Haha, just you."

Pei Xuanjing sneered, turned around, and no longer confronted the opponent head-on.

His steps were mysterious, and his palms were continuously discharged, and countless palm shadows immediately enveloped Liu Ruilong's body.

The Fiery Palm Technique was a medium-level martial art that he had acquired from the Lord of the Mansion. Although his proficiency was not high, it was more than enough for him to deal with Liu Ruilong with his strength.

"You!"

Seeing Pei Xuanjing unabashedly release his strength, Liu Ruilong's face changed greatly.

"When did you break through the fourth rank?"

At this moment, he was a little flustered.

A 20-year-old fourth-rank warrior, after this was spread out, would definitely surprise the entire Anping Mansion, and even the Northwest Road.

It was at this time!

Pei Xuanjing also took advantage of this moment, taking advantage of the other party's panic, he put his right hand together with the sword finger, and the true energy in his body gathered on it, and several invisible sword energies pierced out and pierced towards Liu Ruilong's wrist.

A sword energy pierced Liu Ruilong's wrist, which happened to be the place where Pei Xuanjing had cut his tendons. His wrist hurt and he dropped the magic weapon in his hand.

"Not good!"

Fright flashed in Liu Ruilong's eyes, and he was about to grab the sword again.

But Pei Xuanjing's action was faster than him. He took a step forward and slapped Liu Ruilong's chest with one palm. He was like a kite with a broken string, spitting blood and retreating several feet.

At this time, Pei Xuanjing also grabbed the magic weapon.

In an instant, the outcome was determined.

Originally, Liu Ruilong, who relied on the magic weapon in his hand, might be able to stalemate with Pei Xuanjing for several rounds, but now that the magic weapon fell into Pei Xuanjing's hands, he had no reaction at all.

At this time, Liu Ruilong didn't care about his injuries and had the idea of ​​escaping.

"Quick, kill him!"

He hurriedly called the men he brought with him, hoping that these people would buy him some time.

"Haha, want to escape?"

Unfortunately, all this was in vain.

The highest strength of this group of people is only the same as Liu Ruilong's sixth-grade realm. Even though there are many people, they can't even stop Pei Xuanjing who has a magic weapon in his hand.

One step and one kill, in just a few breaths, several people of the Liu family were killed by Pei Xuanjing.

The remaining few people looked at Pei Xuanjing, their bodies trembling, their faces hesitant and not daring to move forward.

Pei Xuanjing came to Liu Ruilong in a few steps, and without hesitation, he raised his long sword and was about to fall.

"Stop!"