Whoosh!

Lu Qingshan didn't care whether Dongqueyan was acting or not, he just threw a jade slip towards Dongqueyan, and then used his spiritual power in the sound so that his voice could be heard by everyone in the city.

Then, Lu Qingshan said loudly: "Not long ago, an old sand bandit who was poisonous wanted to intercept and kill me, but he couldn't find his way. Instead, I killed him and lost his life.

This is the jade slip found in his storage ring. It records all the dirty deeds he has done with Huang Zhong, the golden elixir monk of your Dongque tribe, over the years. I don’t need to say more about the black and white. The leader of the Dongque tribe can tell at a glance.

Know."

Dong Queyan's expression changed, he quickly took the jade slip and penetrated it with his spiritual consciousness.

After a few breaths, he raised his head, hesitated for a moment, and finally hugged Lu Qingshan and said, "This must be a misunderstanding. Fellow Taoist, please forgive me.

I will definitely investigate it carefully, and if there is such a ridiculous thing, I will definitely apologize to fellow Taoists."

Lu Qingshan looked at Dongqueyan and said with a half-smile but not a smile: "There is no need to apologize. I have already accepted the necessary apology myself, and there is no need for the Dongque clan leader to add any more icing on the cake.

It’s just that the leader of Dongque Clan, it’s best to restrain his monks to avoid getting burned in the future.”

Dong Queyan's expression didn't change much, he smiled and responded, "That's what fellow Taoist said."

Seeing that Dongque Yan was so knowledgeable, Lu Qingshan flicked his sleeves, stood up with his sword, and left Dongque City once again.

........

"Father, this man has humiliated our Dongque tribe so much, why do you let him go so easily?" After Lu Qingshan's figure faded away, a figure flew close from behind and landed next to Dongque Yan, his expression hidden.

With anger.

This person is none other than Dongqueyan's son, Dongquexiao.

"Stupid," Dong Queyan scolded his son in a low voice, "Although this person is no more than a Nascent Soul, his flying sword skills are definitely extraordinary.

Even if I rely on my cultivation to suppress him and defeat him, it would be extremely difficult to kill him.

But once I really make a killing move, it will be tantamount to forming a deadly feud with him.

Do you think such a powerful Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator will not have a sect behind him?

When the sect behind him comes to visit, where will we locate Dongque City?

Also, if he is so young and his methods are so terrifying, where will he be in ten or twenty years? Wouldn't it be self-destruction to become enemies with such a monk?"

Although Lu Qingshan did not answer his second question, in Dongqueyan's mind, Lu Qingshan's inheritance most likely came from the master of swordsmanship in the Western Regions, Xijianchi.

Even if it wasn't, it was definitely other top sword cultivating sects, which their little Dongque tribe couldn't offend.

Dongquexiao's expression changed when he heard this, and his breathing became a little quickened. He soon came to his senses, and then he lowered his head slightly and said, "I was reckless."

"But, what's the point of a sword cultivator from a well-known family coming to this barren desert?" Dong Queyan looked at Lu Qingshan who was leaving and couldn't help but murmured.

…………

At this time, in Dongque City, several monks whose faces were hidden under turbans, with only a pair of eyes exposed, looked at each other, "Brother, the leader of the Poisonous Body seems to be...who was possessed by this sword cultivator.

killed?"

"It seems so..." The monk who was called eldest brother nodded and whispered.

"That?!"

"Hurry up and report this matter to True Lord Vulture, and let him make the decision!" The sand bandit hiding in Dongque City stood stunned for a moment, and finally said with a long sigh in his heart.

He understood that something was wrong.

Because this poison is not a simple bandit leader, but the blood of the old vulture from another generation.

Decades ago, Shen Du came to seek refuge with Old Man Vulture. Since then, he has become quite respected and was directly accepted as his disciple by Old Man Vulture and entrusted with important responsibilities.

The old man Vulture even seemed to have the intention of handing over the bandit to the master of Shendu.

One can imagine how furious the old vulture would be when his leader's most valued disciple and bloodline died so tragically.

Revenge must be as swift and violent as thunder.

I just hope that the leader will not take out his anger on me.

A few monks who were hiding their heads and tail, discussed a few words, walked in a hurry, and their figures quickly disappeared into the darkness.

........

"Master, are you taking the bait?" After leaving Dongque City again, Qin Yitian's curious voice suddenly sounded in Lu Qingshan's heart.

"How did you see it?" Lu Qingshan asked with a smile.

"Young master can obviously run away with one strike and leave no trace behind for thousands of miles.

But in the end, he chose to stay outside the Dongque City, exchanged blows with the Dongque clan leader, and in front of everyone, told him about killing Shendu with his own hands.

Being so arrogant and acting like a young master, he must have a plan." Qin Yitian said softly.

"Those who know me rely on heaven." Lu Qingshan joked.

"Young Master..." Qin Yitian was a little shy.

Lu Qingshan's expression became serious, and his words revealed a strong and murderous meaning, "I have understood a truth very early on, if you don't take action, that's it. Since you have already taken action, then if you want to be a swordsman, you need to be better than this sand bandit.
Chapter completed!