BXBX NOVEL Chapter 73 - 73: Do You Know? Drink a Cup of Spring Wine (3)
Wang Qinhe was far more talented than the coachman, Zhu Shan, in terms of cultivation techniques. But so what?
An Le slowly closed his eyes. The scene of the old man from the Imperial Ancestral Temple carrying Green Mountain and fighting Emperor Yuan Meng appeared again. His heroic qi rushed into the sky, as if it had broken through the scene!
At that time, Emperor Yuan Meng had already stepped into the tenth realm and was the number one expert in the world. Zhao Huangting was naturally inferior, but he was still unparalleled in courage. He was not afraid and raised his sword to fight!
Today, An Le was naturally unwilling to retreat.
Although he could not compare to the one who challenged Emperor Yuan Meng with a sword, he was still considered a genius in cross-realm battles!
It could also raise his heroic qi!
When he opened his eyes again, battle intent surged in An Le’s eyes. He turned to look at the old man from the Imperial Ancestral Temple beside him and cupped his fists. “I’ll be back soon. When I return, I’ll drink the remaining yellow wine with you.”
The old man of the Imperial Ancestral Temple stroked his beard and smiled. “Go. I’ll heat up some good wine and leave a mouthful for you.”
An Le could not help but smile.
“The Little Sacred Token will naturally protect your life. Don’t show mercy when you attack. Treat it as a life-and-death battle. It should be like that in the first place.” The old man admired the painting again and his leisurely voice floated over.
An Le agreed and walked out of the courtyard. He opened the oil-paper umbrella and rain fell on the umbrella, splashing water like fog.
With a thought, the Ink Pool Sword stabbed into the old locust tree trembled slightly. It left the tree hole and suddenly rushed over, tying itself to his waist.
Holding an umbrella, An Le strolled along the dark and lonely raining alley. He sensed the blazing and vigorous blood qi and fighting spirit surging over from Qingbo Street.
The ferocious tiger hidden in the young man’s heart seemed to have raised its head at this moment, revealing its fangs and sharp claws.
On Qingbo Street, Wang Qinhe bathed in the spring rain and stood with his sword.
In the dark rain around them, mental power and pairs of eyes looked at the dark entrance of Imperial Ancestral Temple Alley.
A young man in green walked out leisurely.
At his waist were a bamboo sword and an ink sword.
His devilish and handsome face was like an immortal descending to the mortal world, and his eyes were charming.
“Let’s go to West Lake and fight. Don’t disturb the neighbors.” An Le said softly. The sharp saber qi around Wang Qinhe suddenly trembled. His gaze was sharp as he stared at An Le. He vaguely felt that the young man seemed to be very different from the last time they met.
More confident, more heroic, more domineering…
Third level of Body Tempering… could he be so confident in himself?
“Alright,” Wang Qinhe replied in a low voice.
The two of them strolled in the rain like old friends and walked along Qingbo Street towards West Lake.
The misty clouds and water were misty by themselves, and the light from the Ping Mountains reached low.
Ripples appeared on West Lake on a rainy night.
On the flower boats, the lanterns were lit up. There were orioles and swallows, and the faint sound of zither silk bamboo could be heard.
Wang Qinhe and An Le walked to the lake.
However, they did not stop at all. The two of them stepped onto the lake as if they were walking on flat ground.
The two of them walked on the lake. They were 100 feet apart and looked at each other.
Wang Qinhe held the Dragon Spine Saber diagonally. Qi Blood seeped out from under his skin. Before the spring rain fell, it evaporated.
“You should have been the one to challenge me on the Little Sacred Ranking. Now, you and I have changed positions.”
“I’m not convinced,” said Wang Qinhe.
An Le was no longer holding an umbrella. The oil-paper umbrella was placed on the long dike by the lake.
At this moment, he was bathing in the spring rain. The Ink Pool Sword at his waist let out a sword cry and floated up, hiding in the night and spring rain.
“If you’re not convinced, I’ll beat you until you’re convinced.” An Le said.
However, before he could finish speaking, Wang Qinhe had already moved. He ran quickly and instantly closed the distance of 100 feet.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of ripples exploded on the surface of the lake!
Wang Qinhe had watched the battle between An Le and the saber-wielding coachman, Zhu Shan. He knew that An Le’s sword technique, which he had comprehended from the Little Sacred Token, was godly.
However, the flaw was Body Tempering cultivation.
Wang Qinhe naturally would not make the same mistake as Zhu Shan. Moreover, he was not Zhu Shan!
He quickly closed in and used his Body Tempering advantage!
However, in the next moment, Wang Qinhe, who was ten feet away from An Le, was about to swing his saber when his pupils suddenly constricted!
An Le assumed the Tiger Form and struck out his palm. His green clothes fluttered, and his Qi Blood was like a furnace. It was as if blood-colored scriptures were faintly discernible between his skin.
Boundless demon qi, blood qi, spiritual energy, and force gathered and dissipated at the same time!
The handsome and elegant green-robed youth suddenly turned into an ancient ferocious demon tiger that fell from the sky with a roar!
The Ancient Demon Five Animals appeared for the first time in battle and bared its fangs to the world!
Wang Qinhe suddenly lost his composure!
What… what kind of Five Animals were these?!
The saber that had yet to be swung was pressed back by An Le and smashed down with the Tiger Form.
Wang Qinhe felt an extremely terrifying force pressing down on him. With some confusion and disbelief, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
THUD!
A loud explosion erupted on the lake!
His entire body was smashed into the bottom of the lake!