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Chapter 427 Fake

Chapter 427: Chapter 427 Fake

Xiang Dongliu’s face stiffened, his smile a bit forced: "Fellow Daoist Qin Yi, you are guests from afar; doing this may be inappropriate, right?"

"No worries! Sparring among Qi Refiners is nothing out of the ordinary." Qin Yi said with a smile.

Xiang Junyi’s face was rigid, feigning arrogance: "I never draw my sword against the weak."

"Damn, I just can’t stand your pretentious self! Who are you trying to impress?" Liu Yiren was pissed off, recalling that she had the Death Replacement Talisman set up by Qin Yi on her, so she had no reason to be afraid of Xiang Junyi.

Qin Yi once said that unless someone had a cultivation level far higher than his, they wouldn’t be able to break through this Death Replacement Talisman.

Liu Yiren stood up, looking provocatively at Xiang Junyi: "What makes you look down on me? I’m only eighteen, how old are you? By the time I reach your age, my cultivation will definitely be stronger than yours."

Xiang Dongliu glanced at Xiang Junyi, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes, then turned to Liu Yiren and said: "Miss Liu, I sincerely apologize, Junyi’s personality has always been like this, if there was any offense, please forgive us."

"Since Young Master Xiang asked if I dare to take his sword, being a Qi Refiner, how could I back down? I will appreciate Young Master Xiang’s skills, to see what he really can do."

Liu Yiren, provoked, lost her temper, and directly walked outside after speaking.

"Xiang Junyi, be a man and come, I’ll be waiting for you."

Qin Yi nodded towards the father and son Xiang Dongliu, then quickly chased after her, retrieving the Qingshuang Sword from his storage ring to give to Liu Yiren.

Outside the Xiang family’s villa was a lawn.

Qin Yi and Liu Yiren waited for a while, until Xiang Dongliu and his son came out reluctantly.

Seeing the sword in Liu Yiren’s hand, the father and son were slightly stunned. Earlier, neither Qin Yi nor Liu Yiren had weapons in their hands, where did this sword come from?

However, Liu Yiren simply pointed with her finger: "Xiang Junyi, draw your sword!"

Xiang Dongliu awkwardly looked at Qin Yi: "Fellow Daoist Qin Yi, look at this..."

"It’s alright, Yiren has been spoiled since young! If Young Master Xiang doesn’t draw his sword today, she will probably not let it go."

Upon saying this, Qin Yi looked at Xiang Junyi and smiled: "Young Master Xiang, just exchange a few moves with Yiren to calm her anger. But please hold back."

Xiang Dongliu deeply sighed, a bit helplessly saying: "Junyi, in that case, go and exchange a few moves with Miss Liu. But make sure not to hurt anyone."

"Yes, father!"

Xiang Junyi stood at a distance of over ten meters opposite Liu Yiren.

"Xiang Junyi, draw your sword." Liu Yiren said.

Xiang Junyi still had that indifferently arrogant demeanor: "I never initiate the attack."

Liu Yiren snorted coldly, her pretty face tinged with anger, as the sword unsheathed with a swish, immediately cooling the surrounding air, the cold sword intent giving a chilling sensation.

This was the inherent power of the Qingshuang Sword.

Xiang Dongliu’s face drastically changed, as the head of the Xiang family, he naturally could tell the sword was extraordinary at a glance.

Xiang Junyi’s face drastically changed, the sword unsheathed with a swish, full of seriousness.

Liu Yiren sneered: "I thought you wouldn’t draw your sword?"

Xiang Junyi remained silent, staring dead at Liu Yiren.

"Xiang Junyi, watch closely."

Liu Yiren said, her aura surging, moving energy to wield the Qingshuang Sword in her hand, the sword Qi flowed, its might astonishing.

Shu!

Liu Yiren wielded the longsword, darting toward Xiang Junyi like lightning.

Before reaching, she struck in mid-air, the chilling sword Qi shot out like cold frost.

Sword Qi like frost, tearing through the air.

Xiang Junyi’s face showed clear panic, seeing the sword Qi rapidly approaching, he frantically surged his cultivation, but his aura was nearly the same as Liu Yiren’s, a shout tore from his throat as he desperately slashed at Liu Yiren’s sword Qi.

Clang!

A crisp sound resounded, the longsword in Xiang Junyi’s hand was directly cut in half by Liu Yiren’s sword Qi.

Xiang Junyi, panicked, sidestepped, the sharp frost-like sword Qi grazed past his shoulder, taking away a piece of flesh, and he screamed, flying backwards, heavily falling over ten meters away.

However, his shoulder was not bleeding, because the icy intent of the Qingshuang Sword sealed the wound, leaving him shivering cold and ashen-faced.

Liu Yiren was stunned, her face bewildered. Even with the Qingshuang Sword, her cultivation was far too inferior to Xiang Junyi’s, how could she injure Xiang Junyi with one move?

"Quick, quickly save him!" Xiang Dongliu shouted.

Several disciples of the Xiang family rushed forward to carry Xiang Junyi away.

Only Qin Yi remained unmoved, as if he had already anticipated this scene, a knowing expression flickering in his eyes.

Xiang Dongliu’s originally smiling face was now full of anger: "Fellow Daoist Qin Yi, our Xiang family treated you with courtesy. It was just a spar, my son unwilling to harm, restraining his cultivation. Yet you attacked and injured someone, that’s too excessive."

After he finished speaking, he roared: "Someone, please escort Fellow Daoist Qin Yi and Miss Liu outside."

Liu Yiren approached, whispered to Qin Yi: "I really didn’t mean it, I didn’t expect to hurt anyone."

"It’s not your fault!" Qin Yi said with a smile.

Xiang Dongliu’s expression was gloomy: "Both of you, I’m sorry I’m unable to entertain you, please leave?"

Qin Yi looked at him, suddenly his expression changed, and he said coldly: "Xiang Dongliu, do you really think I’m easy to bully?"

With this, a terrifying force erupted from beneath Qin Yi’s feet.

Bang!

The ground within several meters of Qin Yi and Liu Yiren sank, and terrible cracks spread out like pythons.

Xiang Dongliu’s face drastically changed.

As soon as an expert strikes, you can tell. Qin Yi’s move, he could not replicate.

"Qin Yi, this is the Xiang family, not a place where you can behave so arrogantly?" Xiang Dongliu said with a tremor in his voice.

Qin Yi’s expression was gloomy: "Is that so? I, Qin Yi, try my best to treat others with courtesy. But it doesn’t mean you can humiliate me, does it? Speaking of the Xiang family, where in this world can I not go?"

As he spoke, Qin Yi flicked his hand, and a vibrant mass of purple light surged up, coalescing into a crescent-shaped blade over ten meters long that shot out explosively.

Boom boom...!

The landscaping trees on the lawn were obliterated and cut in half, and the lawn dozens of meters away was blasted apart, leaving a giant trench over ten meters long.

Xiang Dongliu’s face drastically changed, panic written in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yi’s cultivation was so terrifying, with such destructive power at the mere lift of a hand.

"Qin Yi, what do you intend to do?"

Qin Yi coldly said: "I should be asking what the head of the Xiang family intends to do. I, Qin, am polite and courteous, not easily bullied, yet you have gone too far."

"What do you mean?" Xiang Dongliu yelled in anger.

Qin Yi slightly narrowed his eyes, sneering: "If Xiang Junyi doesn’t want to follow me, just say so, and I’ll leave. No need to hide and send a fake to fool me, do you think I, Qin, have poor eyesight?"

Xiang Dongliu’s eyes twitched heavily, his expression revealing an unnatural look.

Liu Yiren was full of surprise: "Qin Yi, was that person just now not Xiang Junyi?"

Qin Yi coldly laughed: "A young elite ranked eighth on the list, yet couldn’t withstand a strike from a Qi Refinement Realm of yours, do you think it’s real?"

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