A moment.

Zhou Bai felt a chill coming from above that frightened him, and he rolled on the spot in embarrassment without caring about his demeanor.

And that cold edge, mixed with the falling tiles, brushed against his body and almost stabbed him through from top to bottom.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the chill hit his back again.

So as soon as he finished rolling, Zhou Bai, who was half-crouching, used his spiritual energy to kick forward with all his strength, leaping a foot away, half-twisting his body in the air, raising his knife, and facing the person attacking from behind.

After he adjusted his posture, he felt that the cold sword intent was not approaching, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did he realize that the palm of his hand holding the knife was already sweating.

If he hadn't been experienced in fighting and reacted in time, the stab that followed just after he escaped the most dangerous first wave could have killed him.

But what frightened him the most was the speed with which the man took action.

A normal person wouldn't be able to make a sneak attack like this by jumping from the roof. He would definitely have to slow down for a while after landing before he could attack again.

But he suffered the first surprise attack and the subsequent pursuit, with almost no pause or interval in between.

Zhou Bai turned around and looked at the man standing among the broken tiles and broken eaves, and was stunned for a moment.

The man holding a cold sword in his hand actually looked very similar to Qin Yuan, but his expression was a little more youthful.

"Are you Qin Yuan's younger brother? I never thought that the second young master of the Qin family who was rumored to be idle would actually practice immortal arts." Zhou Bai slowly placed the knife in front of him and said coldly.

At this time, his eyes were full of fear.

Especially the sword in Qin Luo's hand.

The sword energy with a cold light didn't even cause any wounds to him, but caused his spiritual energy to move slightly to a halt.

Qin Luo turned around and nodded lightly to his brother.

Seeing the look in his eyes, Qin Yuan said knowingly: "Xiaoluo, be careful."

Then Qin Yuan carefully and slowly retreated until he reached the end and quickly turned to the inner room next to the main room.

Qin Luo, on the other hand, drew his sword and stared at the man in front of him.

The moment Zhou Bai kicked forward and exploded, he felt the fluctuation of spiritual power from Zhou Bai!

Unexpectedly, the first cultivator he met in this world was a strongman who came to rob his home.

At the same time, Qin Luo felt a little lucky in his heart.

When he arrived at the mansion just now, he did not come directly to the hall in a hurry, but went to get his Hanyu Sword first.

Now that he has an advantage in his weaponry, it is obvious that the opponent is very afraid of him.

When the elder brother walked to the inner room, Qin Luo no longer had any scruples, and the sword in his hand started to move immediately.

Qin Yuan hid in the inner room but did not leave.

There are bandits in the house now, and there is nowhere to run.

No matter how fast he ran, it would only take the blink of an eye for the other party to catch him.

So if he stays here, as long as Qin Luo wins, it will be the safest.

After taking a deep breath, he looked around and clung to the wall farthest from the lobby, hearing the sound of gold and iron knocking outside.

"Xiaoluo, please don't let anything happen to you. I promised my father that I would protect you, but I didn't expect that you are protecting me now." A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Qin Yuan's mouth.

In the lobby.

The originally luxurious decoration turned into a mess all over the floor. The exquisite and gorgeous vases were broken to pieces on the ground, and the patterns were stained with blood, giving it a strange sense of beauty.

There were still gangsters at the entrance of the inner courtyard who wanted to rush in and help their boss deal with Qin Luo.

However, Qin Luo casually threw a few fragments of vases and tiles through the air, killing the first few people who rushed into the yard with one blow. The remaining gangsters stood and hid behind the door tremblingly, no longer daring to come in.

So now the entire inner courtyard has become a venue for Qin Luo and Zhou Bai to duel.

The round of fighting is over.

Qin Luo changed the hand holding the sword to his left hand.

The two people's weapons collided dozens of times just now. Zhou Bai's sword was so powerful that it numbed his tiger's mouth.

Zhou Bai also felt uncomfortable.

He felt the coldness in his heart and lungs stagnate.

If it is under the sun during the day, he can easily resolve it by circulating his spiritual energy in just ten breaths.

But now, there is no sunshine, and he does not have enough time to call on the spiritual energy.

He stared at the sword in Qin Luo's hand again, his eyes full of greed.

If this sword was in his hand, he might have killed Qin Luo with the sword long ago.

But that's okay.

As long as he kills Qin Luo, the sword will eventually be in his hands, and only he can prevent the famous weapon from being covered in dust.

So he ignored the stagnation in his chest and forcibly mobilized his spiritual energy, raised the sword in his hand again and slashed at Qin Luo.

Qin Luo saw Zhou Bai coming at him menacingly, so he took two steps back to avoid this fierce knife.

When Zhou Bai's sword strike failed to stop, he stepped forward and stabbed forward, and the Hanyu Sword in his hand headed towards Zhou Bai's chest with sword light!

This is the first life-and-death fight since I came to this world five years ago.

He had gone to the garrison in the city to learn combat skills before, but at that time Qin Luo had already reached the first level of Qi training, and most mortals were inferior to him in physical fitness. They did not pose much of a threat to him, so naturally they could not take him.

Forced into a life and death struggle.

It's not like he didn't try to find wild beasts to hunt on Linglu Mountain, but those wild beasts relied more on instinct to attack, and they also couldn't bring him a sense of life or death.

Until this time, he faced Zhou Bai.

Zhou Bai is not only a cultivator like himself, but also a ruthless murderer.

If he followed Zhou Bai's pace, Qin Luo knew that even if he had the advantage in weapons, his spiritual energy would be consumed bit by bit by the opponent.

When his spiritual energy is consumed too much and his movements slow down, then when Zhou Bai catches his flaw, he will die.

So what I have to do now is to really fight for my life!

Qin Luo let go of all the distracting thoughts in his heart and focused his energy entirely on this sword.

What he had to do was to be quick, and before Zhou Bai could return his sword to defend, he could penetrate him with his sword.

Seeing Qin Luo's stabbing sword, Zhou Bai's eyes did not panic.

He did not choose to defend with his sword, but dropped the sword in his hand and jumped up to slightly avoid the sharp edge of Qin Luo's sword.

After Qin Luo saw Zhou Bai abandoning his sword, alarm bells rang in his heart.

In a life-and-death fight, a veteran will never drop his weapon. This is no different from giving up his life.

But he concentrated all his attention and mobilized all his spiritual energy for this sword, striving to thrust out as fast as possible in order to make it impossible for Zhou Bai to avoid this sword.

But similarly, even he himself couldn't stop this thrust of the sword.

This sword move was extremely fast and did not leave Qin Luo any more time to think.

Feeling the cold rain sword in his hand piercing Zhou Bai's body, Qin Luo's uneasy feeling did not get any relief.

His first reaction was to draw his sword and retreat as far away from Zhou Bai as possible.

Qin Luo raised his head slightly, and Zhou Bai was grinning at him.

Something is going to happen!

Qin Luo saw blood coming from the corner of Zhou Bai's mouth and smiled horribly, and his heart went cold.

He still lost because he didn't have much combat experience.

If Qin Luo had experienced a lot of battles, he could have easily seen in the fight just now that Zhou Bai's attack was intended to expose a flaw in order to lure him to stab him and get close to him.

But when he understood all this, it was already too late.

At such a close distance, it was almost impossible to avoid the palm of Zhou Bai's raised hand.

"boom!"

Qin Luo was hit by Zhou Bai's palm and flew three or four meters away until he hit a load-bearing pillar in the lobby and collapsed weakly.

Seeing this scene, the bandits who were standing outside the house watching the situation and were originally ready to scatter and escape burst into cheers.

"The boss is mighty!"

"I knew the boss could always do it. How could this hairless boy be the boss's opponent?"

"This kid is indeed a tough guy, but with the boss here, no matter how strong he is, he can't change the world."

…

Listening to the cheers erupting from the bandits outside, Qin Yuan in the inner room felt dazed for a while and hugged the incense burner a little tighter.

He planned to wait and hit the incense burner on that person's head whenever a bandit came in.
To be continued...