Chapter 1056: Despicable Tricks
"Master, let me fight him..."

"Get out of here! You are not qualified to represent Qingfeng, let alone to fight me." Liu Xunyi said bluntly, which made Gu Ri and Gu Yue, who were vying to challenge for a fight, furious and their old faces flushed red.

"If you are eager to show off your skills, there are many experts here who are willing to accompany you." Teng Sanshi took the opportunity to speak up and cheer for Liu Xunyi, "Otherwise... I will personally come down and fight with you?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Qin Ku and Xue Huzi immediately led the crowd to make a commotion and launched waves of provocations against the Wudang people who were attacked from all sides.

"Head..."

"Everyone stand down!"

Qingfeng shouted loudly, which pushed back several steps the eager Wudang disciples, and at the same time frightened the rude people into silence.

"Master Qin!"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Qingfeng ignored the eager Liu Xunyi and walked straight towards the uneasy Qin Wei, saying calmly: "I want to borrow your weapon!"

"Borrow... a weapon?"

Qin Wei, who was in a panic, was stunned at first, but then he came to his senses under Qingfeng's mysterious gaze, and hurriedly ordered Chu Mao to carefully present a long box that he had prepared in advance.

"Qingfeng Alliance Leader, what you want is..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Wei's conflicted and complicated gaze couldn't help but turn to Liu Xunyi's stern expression.

"Exactly!"

Before Chu Mao could offer the long box with both hands, Qing Feng could not wait to open the box cover. In an instant, a three-foot-seven-inch sword with a dazzling green light and a Tai Chi Yin-Yang symbol on the handle appeared in front of everyone.

As the sword came out, Liu Xunyi's expression suddenly changed.

The past lingered like smoke, and the old memories lingered like dreams. An indescribable excitement instantly filled his heart, causing his right hand holding the sword to tremble slightly.

Qingfeng had no time to comfort the uneasy Qin Wei, nor did he have time to explain the reasons to the world. His figure flashed in the air, leaving a residual shadow, and appeared in front of Liu Xunyi in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the two were about seven steps apart. The atmosphere on the bluestone square had become so oppressive that it could not be more terrifying. Even the air lingering around the two was strangely distorted and gradually solidified.

"Liu Xunyi, do you recognize this sword?"

Facing Qingfeng's provocation, Liu Xunyi's heart trembled, and his trembling eyes reluctantly moved away from the sword, and he answered in a hoarse voice: "This... This is my Wuji Sword..."

Yes, the sword in Qingfeng's hand was exactly the Wuji Sword that Liu Xunyi left behind in Lin'an City.

The situation was critical at the time, and Xunzhen led his men to rescue the critically injured Liu Xunyi, and had no time to take the Wuji Sword away. Therefore, this magical weapon without its owner fell into Qin Wei's hands, but Qin Wei did not take it for himself, but sealed it in a wooden box and carefully kept it as a commemoration.

Interestingly, whenever Qin Wei saw the Wuji Sword, he would involuntarily have a thought in his mind that sooner or later... Liu Xunyi would ask him for the sword back. For this reason, he was awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night more than once. The scenes in the dreams were roughly the same, with Liu Xunyi, covered in blood, approaching him step by step, constantly asking him for the Wuji Sword.

As for whether there was a causal relationship between sealing the Wuji Sword in the wooden box and him being haunted by nightmares, outsiders did not know, and perhaps only Qin Wei himself knew.

Liu Xunyi's feelings towards the Wuji Sword are very complicated. Its significance is far more than just a priceless magical weapon or a satisfying personal weapon.

More importantly, the previous owner of the Wuji Sword... Luo Tianjin gave it a special meaning.

Perhaps even Liu Xunyi himself was unwilling to admit it, but from the day he learned that Luo Tianjin was his biological father, the Wuji Sword... had become the only fatherly love he could get, and was also the last thought that Luo Tianjin left him.

That's why Liu Xunyi was so excited when he saw Qingfeng take out the Wuji Sword.

"Tracing back to the source, the owner of this sword is neither you nor Luo Tianjin, but this old man."

Looking at Liu Xunyi, who was extremely excited and had a surging heart, Qingfeng smiled contemptuously, held the Wuji sword horizontally in front of him, and slowly pushed the sword out of the sheath as if to show off.

"bass!"

With a slight sound, a silver light flashed, spiritual energy surged into the sky, and a bone-chilling chill emanated from the edge of the sword, instantly reducing the burning fighting spirit to freezing point.

"More than 20 years have passed. The three masters have grown old, died, been injured, or fled, but it is still full of spirit and sharp." Qingfeng looked at the glittering Wuji Sword with intoxicated eyes and couldn't help sighing, "It is really a peerless sword. It is worth my love for it."

"If you loved this sword, you would not have given it away in the first place. Moreover, from the moment it found its new owner, you are no longer qualified to comment on it, and there is no need to pretend to be so now."

"Not qualified?" Qingfeng smiled instead of getting angry at Liu Xunyi's rebuke. He lightly stroked the extremely sharp sword with two fingers and said with a half-smile, "Well then! Today, I will use this 'unqualified' Wuji Sword to learn from your skills. Let's see between me and you... who is the real owner?"

"hiss!"

"call!"

Before he finished speaking, Qingfeng's eyes suddenly turned fierce, and he disappeared out of thin air.

Accompanied by exclamations from all around and an almost inaudible whistle of wind in the air, the Wuji Sword broke through the air and attacked Liu Xunyi's neck at a very tricky angle.

"Be careful when searching for clothes..."

"KENG!" However, before others could remind Liu Xunyi, the sharp sound of gold colliding suddenly resounded between heaven and earth.

When the frightened crowd looked up in panic, they discovered that the sword in Liu Xunyi's hand had been slanted across the left side of his cheek, blocking Qingfeng's sneak attack exactly.

The edge of the Wuji Sword was less than an inch away from Liu Xunyi's slightly throbbing neck artery, but it could no longer move forward even a little bit.

At this moment, Qingfeng's muscles were tense as iron, especially his right arm holding the sword, which swelled up almost instantly, with knotted muscles lifting the loose sleeves high, and bulging veins extending from the wrist to the back of the hand, the base of the thumb, and even the knuckles. His eyes were wide open, murderous, his face was red and purple, and his bulging temples were clearly beating violently.

Even so, Qingfeng still found it difficult to move the Wuji Sword towards Liu Xunyi's neck.

The brief stalemate caused the blade of the Wuji Sword to leave a dent on the edge of Liu Xunyi's sword.

"I can't believe that the leader of the Wudang Sect would resort to such a despicable trick as a sneak attack?"

"I am fighting poison with poison. There is no need to follow the rules when dealing with you."

"Shameless!"

With an angry curse, Liu Xunyi suddenly increased the strength of his arms, thrust the sword outward, and immediately lifted the Wuji sword high into the air. At the same time, he kicked out with his right leg, fiercely kicking Qingfeng in the lower abdomen.

Although Qingfeng was surprised by Liu Xunyi's amazing strength, his reaction was not slow at all. He suddenly tightened his abdomen, twisted his waist, and cleverly neutralized the strength of Liu Xunyi's feet in a very strange manner.

At the same time, Qingfeng mobilized his left palm, which was full of internal strength, and slapped Liu Xunyi's chest mercilessly.

"Humph!"

Liu Xunyi pushed forward with his right foot and leaned his body backward, using the slight resistance of Qingfeng's wide robe to flip backward in the air, allowing Qingfeng's left palm to pass by his chest in a flash, missing him.

"This……"

"When it comes to close combat, I, Liu Xunyi, am not afraid of anyone."

Just as Qingfeng was amazed at Liu Xunyi's agility, Liu Xunyi flipped in the air, stepped on Qingfeng's left arm, which he had not yet retracted, with his left foot, and stretched his right foot forward, kicking Qingfeng's jaw with lightning speed.

"hiss!"

Qingfeng took a deep breath out of instinctive alertness. Knowing that he had no way to avoid it, he made up his mind, took advantage of the situation and flipped his right hand. The Wuji Sword turned into a silver lightning from bottom to top and went straight to the vital point between Liu Xunyi's legs.

"Be careful when searching for clothes..."

"This leader of the Central Plains martial arts world is really... every move he makes is vulgar."

Accompanied by Qin Ku's cries and Wu Shuang's ridicule, Liu Xunyi realized that something was wrong and had to restrain his attack, and in a flash he pressed his legs together tightly.

"laugh……"

With a slight sound, the lightning-fast Wuji sword was tightly clamped by Liu Xunyi's legs.

At this moment, the blade of the Wuji Sword had already cut through Liu Xunyi's trouser leg and was only a palm's distance away from his "vital points", which was extremely dangerous.

Such a vulgar and shameless move not only surprised Liu Xunyi and made him furious, but also made the heroes of the Jianghu feel indignant, and they cursed and defended Liu Xunyi.

The underworld has its own rules. In a "fair competition", sneak attacks, hidden weapons, and attacks on vital points... these "fake" behaviors that are contrary to "open and aboveboard" and "open fighting" are all against the ethics of the martial arts world and are despised by people all over the world.

Qingfeng was once the leader of the Central Plains martial arts world, so he should be more concerned about his words and actions than ordinary people.

However, in this duel between him and Liu Xunyi, he attacked first by surprise and then attacked the opponent's vital points. How could he not be criticized by heroes all over the world for being so dirty and unscrupulous?

Right now, not only are outsiders indignant, but even the Wudang disciples... feel embarrassed and ashamed of Qingfeng's "broken jar" behavior.

"If I had known you were so mean, I would never have wasted my time fighting you in close combat."

While he was speaking, the ashamed and angry Liu Xunyi turned his waist and horse sharply, and his legs tightly clamped the Wuji sword, spinning half a circle in the air, and bent the hard yet soft sword body, and the tip of the sword stabbed Qingfeng in the face.

"Little tricks!"

Qingfeng snorted coldly, and pulled his right elbow back suddenly. At the same time, he swung his forearm outward, throwing the Wuji Sword and Liu Xunyi, who was holding the sword tightly, to the side.

Liu Xunyi took advantage of the situation to spread his legs, stepped his feet on the Wuji sword one after another, and his body flew into the air, performing the "Lovesickness Soul-Breaking Sword" that he had practiced to perfection in mid-air.

In an instant, there were gusts of wind, rumbling thunder and lightning, and a rain of swords covering the sky. Sharp sword energy flew in all directions, whistling towards Qingfeng who was hastily changing his moves with a force that could destroy everything in his path and sweep away everything in his way.

"The muscles and bones have been stretched to the limit, and now it's time to decide the winner. Old thief Qingfeng, pack up... and get ready to go!"

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(End of this chapter)