Legend of Sword King

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The entire sky was covered by dark clouds. The rolling clouds seemed to be filled with thousands of men and horses as thunder rumbled in the sky.    

    

Cheng Qing wasn't unfamiliar with the Nine-tailed Fox Domain, it wasn't a power that a mortal could shake.    

    

He raised his head and looked at the sky. Sighing, he walked up to a large fallen tree and began to bandage Shen Nanjiang's wounds.    

    

After fleeing for so long, the world finally calmed down. The overcast clouds in the sky made the toppled trees, cracked ground, and scattered rocks look gloomy.    

    

Mount Qilian was still Mount Qilian. The previous tremors didn't destroy the landscape. But Cheng Qing knew that since the Qing Qiu Fox's domain had already covered this area, then something big was definitely going to happen.    

    

When he first saw Liang Bufan, Song Qianshu, and the others, he was puzzled as to why the guards they had brought with them hadn't reached the level of the Desire Prison Realm. Now, he understood.    

    

After bandaging Shen Nan Jiang's wounds, Chen Qing stood up and bid farewell to Yang Ruoxi and the others.    

    

"You're really not coming out with us?" Yang Ruoxi was obviously worried.    

    

The opening of the Nine-tailed Fox Domain at Mount Qilian was a major event, and the struggles between the two armies would naturally change as well. As the head manager of the small pavilion in Spirit Martial County, Yang Ruoxi had to go back at this time, because the small pavilion might have some movements to follow.    

    

Cheng Qing glanced at the north and shook his head: "I'm going out too, who's going to take revenge on Liang Bufan?"    

    

Just now, when everyone was running in two different directions, Liang Bufan had brazenly attacked and killed one of Shen Nan Jiang's men in the chaos!    

    

Shen Nanjiang was already injured in the first place, and in the process of running away, he was also unlucky enough to be struck by flying rocks. Now, he no longer had the strength to continue fighting. In addition, he had completed his mission of helping Chen Qing kill Qin Biao, so he couldn't stay in Mount Qi forever.    

    

Thus, the task of avenging his comrades fell on Cheng Qing's head.    

    

However, even if this wasn't the case, Cheng Qing would still hunt the wolfwalker at Mount Qilian and use the battle to rapidly increase his cultivation base.    

    

Liang Bufan's earlier insult made it clear that he wanted to kill Cheng Qing. Song Qianshu had no way of stopping him. If it wasn't for the sudden appearance of the Nine-tailed Fox, both sides would have already started fighting. With so many people on their side, it was easy to imagine how much damage Cheng Qing would suffer.    

    

Cheng Qing had never been a saint or a gentleman.    

    

"Then you better be careful. When I'm done with the small pavilion's matters, I'll come back and meet up with you." Yang Ruoxi was a little reluctant, this usually carefree woman, at this moment, unexpectedly revealed the side of a little woman.    

    

Cheng Qing nodded and didn't say anything more. With the protection of the Shen family, Yang Ruoxi didn't need to fear Qin Zong when she returned to the Spirit Martial County.    

    

After separating with Yang Ruoxi, Shen Nanjiang, and the others, Cheng Qing headed north. He remembered where Liang Bufan and the others were running towards, and now he planned to follow them all the way.    

    

Cheng Qing followed the map and caught up to them after two days without much effort.    

    

It was early in the morning, and in the forest by the mountainside, Cheng Qing was digging his way through the weeds as he looked down at the valley below him.    

    

There was no rising sun today. Under the control of the Nine-tailed Fox Domain, the current Mount Qilian was a cloudy day. In this way, the Nine-tailed Fox constantly reminded the cultivators of Mount Qi that he was right above them.    

    

In the center of Cheng Qing's vision was a campsite. A tall and skinny young master was walking out of the tent with a yawn. Cheng Qing recognized it with a single glance. It was Liang Bufan. The corners of his mouth slightly moved. With a cold smile, he silently took out the condor.    

    

    

    


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