Martial Boss Chapter 55

The sword qi flew towards Qing Yu who was straightening up his upper body and muttering to himself.

“Pfft.”

Despite having been weakened by Qing Zhou, the sword qi of a Xiantian expert was not something that a defenceless flesh\/body could stop. The sword qi almost split Qing Yu’s upper body in half. Through the smooth wound, one could see the internal organs of Qing Yu’s body, and blood continued to spurt out from the huge wound.

“It’s over.”

Xiao Gao’s body went limp and he fell to the ground, his face pale. The excessive burning of his essence blood had rendered him incapable of fighting any longer, and even, now, he could not even escape. However, he didn’t have the heart to escape either. Looking at Qing Yu, who had fallen straight down, Xiao Gao’s heart kept sinking. If he killed Qing Yu, he would still be dead if he went back, so he might as well die here.

“You seek death.”

The first look of anger appeared on Qingzhou’s calm face, and the long sword in his hand stabbed him in the chest, piercing the heart of the desperate Xiao Gao.

The last thing Xiao Gao saw was Qingzhou’s cold eyes that didn’t match his face full of anger.

“So that’s how it is ——” Unfortunately, he was no longer able to say anything else because he was going to die.

“Yah”, Qing Ling shrieked, hurriedly jumped down from the white crane and ran to help Qing Yu up, “Master —— senior brother —— how are you, this ——- what should I do ——”

Qing Ling was at a loss for words, one hand wanted to help Qing Yu press the wound, but looking at the bloody wound, she felt timid. She had never been down the mountain before, and this time, it was her first time to go down the mountain, which she never thought that she would encounter such a scene. For Qingling, who had stayed at the True Martial Sect all year round and was innocent and carefree, the scene before her was too much of a stimulus.

“Yes, yes, Senior Uncle, I’ll take you to find Senior Uncle Xuanfeng, he must have a solution.”

Qing Ling’s words had already started to take on a crying tone, and the tears in her eyes were building up, looking like they were about to break the bank. Even though today was the first time they had met, but looking at her nominal senior brother, who had died tragically in front of her, Qing Ling still unconsciously wanted to cry.

“Senior sister ——” Qingzhou stood silently behind Qingling, looking at Qingling, who was half stained by blood in his jade white daoist robe, and, Qing Yu, whose luster was rapidly fading from his eyes.

“Is it going to die ——” muttered Qing Yu.

In his last moments, he still had a hint of confusion in his eyes, missing the fear and anxiety of the coming death, and slowly closed his eyes.

“Senior brother, senior brother is dead ——” Qing Ling looked at the blood red palm with a few drops of blood on his face, his gaze dull as he looked at Qing Zhou.

“——” Qingzhou was speechless, just standing silently, keeping Qingling company.

The wind sounded and Luo Yan finally arrived, but it was already too late.

Outside Yangcheng, on a path between the mountains and forests, a figure in a black cloak was walking slowly.

Department Six had been sweeping the mountains for hundreds of miles, and all the bandits and bandits had been swept away, either killed on the spot or taken into custody to be dealt with later.

Most of the wild animals, not to mention people, have been beaten by the Department Six constables who have been here for days, and the rest are hiding in their dens, not daring to come out.

A few miles away, the sound of the march of the 200,000-strong army, which shook the mountains and forests, also reached here.

“I’ve been waiting for you for a long time ——”

The cloaked man in black raised his head, revealing a clear, boyish face, and looked at the white-clothed scribe who was looking at him with a smile not far in front of him.

“Qing Yu.”

The man in black, Qing Yu who should now be ten miles away within Yang Cheng. At this time of the day, Qing Yu within Yangcheng should already be dead.

“Lu Qifeng?” Qing Yu asked indifferently.

“Oh,” Lu Qifeng raised his eyebrows, “you know me. Did Li Xin tell you?”

“Guess.”

If it was said that Li Xin had informed Qing Yu, the next day for Li Xin at Department Six would not be easy. It was not even impossible for Lu Qifeng to take Li Xin down directly after he returned. Those who are capable are welcome at Department Six, but those who are capable but disloyal are disloyal at heart, and you are welcome in Department Six’s prison.

Qing Yu did guess, and if Li Xin had informed Qing Yu of this, the words just spoken would not have been a doubt, but a certainty.

Li Ping-sheng’s study contained information on the jianghu, among which, the four divine constables of Department Six, were placed in an extremely prominent position, after all, they were the next proprietors to be defected to.

Lu Qifeng, the “Wind Chaser”, is a master of lightness, a master of hearing the wind and a scribe. The Sixth Sect had not only sent Luo Yan to Yangcheng, but also secretly had an expert above the Xiantian level, so Qing Yu made a bold a*sumption.

It didn’t matter if he was wrong, it was just a casual guess.

“Your art of listening to the wind is known throughout the world, you should be able to hear Li Xin’s recent movements and know that it wasn’t him who said it.”

“The art of listening to the wind is not infallible and cannot be maintained for long. At least, I wouldn’t know when you were Li Xin’s replacement, you are very tight lipped, and when listening to you, I rarely heard you reveal key information.” Lu Qifeng stared closely at the bemused black-clothed teenager in front of him, even though his opponent was only a small teenager of the Houtian realm, he did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

“It’s just a small trick, I didn’t hide it from you after all.” Qing Yu said with an expressionless face.

In fact, it was not a small trick, Qing Yu had gone to great lengths to create a double that could pa*s for the real thing.

In the “Reihua Baojian”, there is the art of changing one’s face, which can create a cosmetic effect comparable to one of the four evil arts in ancient times with the simple conditions. However, Qing Yu’s medical skills are not yet so advanced that he can move the knife, so he can only look around for a teenager with similar features to his own, and also of similar age, to make some fine adjustments to achieve the effect of a double.

It is not enough that the face is the same, you also need to ensure the loyalty of the double, after all, he will die for you, without loyalty can not do. This is accomplished through the mind deterrent technique. After many days of drug brainwashing and hypnotic induction, even the double himself, believes that he is the real Qing Yu.

There is also the martial arts aspect, the “Sword Manual of Perverted Evil” can be completed quickly as long as one is willing to cut the chicken, and then through some elixirs obtained by the Li family, together with the sacrificial potential in the “Reihua Baojian” to catalyze the valley’s internal power, similar to the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique, but the side effects are slow to kick in with the forbidden technique, a perfect double, the build is complete.

Unfortunately, the organ is still caught up by Lu Qifeng.

Today, this hurdle was a bit tough to get through.

“What, you want to resist?” Lu Qifeng looked at Qing Yu’s slightly tensed body and said.

“I don’t think I’ve offended Department Six, or is it that Department Six also believes that the True Martial Sword is in my possession and is interested in it.”

“You have not offended Department Six, and in fact, you have helped Department Six quite a bit. Department Six is not interested in the True Martial Sword, either. The True Martial Sword is, to put it bluntly, nothing more than a symbol, and what use is it to outsiders who want it. I’m more interested in you, Qingyu.”

–There’s a new map coming up, only one more today, need to think of a new map–