C22 (1/2)

His long hair danced wildly in the room, like ink splashing in the white air.

”An Gan, 21 years old, an itinerant cultivator from the martial arts world.” The fifth level of the Congenital Realm, Windraiser zhenqi. I killed a few leaders of smaller sects and imprisoned them. ”

Hearing his words, Chang Lou froze for a moment. Very few people would tell a cultivator his exact strength, unless he was a lunatic or someone extremely confident.

”So this fellow is using Windraiser's Qi. No wonder he can stand in the air!” However, this environment is too advantageous for him. I'm afraid that my strength cannot match his, so it seems that I can only think of a way to gamble! ” Chang Lou thought for a moment before replying, ”Chang …”

”You don't have to tell me your name! Don't you find it boring to remember the names of the dead? ”

Chang Lou smiled and said, ”Indeed, it's boring!”

”I'll give you an hour to recover your energy. I'll let you die a fair death!” An Gan suddenly stood back up on the pillar. He threw down those words and sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and rested.

Chang Lou was stupefied. Was this guy confident or a fool? If he was confident, then he would be called conceited.

”Could it be that this fellow has deliberately used up all of his zhenqi?” After carefully analyzing the situation, Chang Lou felt that there must be something going on with his suspension just now. He had to seize every opportunity and fight right away.

Thinking of this, Chang Lou jumped up high, took out a large axe from his storage pouch, and threw it with all his might. This was the place left to him by the dear red scarf. He wondered if he would be able to compensate her if he were to encounter her in a while. Although one had already been sold.

”No need! If you had died earlier, you would have reincarnated earlier. If you had gone too late, Grandma Meng and the King of Hell would have already gone to rest! ”

The axe whistled along with the words from Chang Lou into An Gan's ears. An Gan turned around and used his cyan colored long sword to catch the axe.

”This is bad!” Sensing the tremendous strength from the flying axe, An Gan's heart tightened. It was just as Chang Lou had imagined. The great power contained in the axe caused An Gan to take a big step back and enter the void.

Since Chang Lou had predicted that it would fly out, she definitely wouldn't let go of this opportunity. She leaped high into the air, and with two leaps, she and the axe landed on the pillar where An Gan was.

The double-sided broadaxe in his hand rotated and ruthlessly smashed down. The strength of this place was also a very important factor in winning.

”Look at my Three Axes!” The axe struck against An Gan's longsword, chopping him down. The howling wind of the axe carried a very temperament. If it weren't for the fact that he had some attainments in the way of the sword, Chang Lou would have wanted to practice the axe.

”Humph!” ”How naive!” With a cold smile, An Gan raised a handful of silver notes in a flash.

Under Chang Lou's envious and passionate gaze, An Gan stepped onto a silver note. When he stepped on it, a green halo appeared beneath his feet. Stepping on the banknote, An Gan jumped high into the air. When he jumped, he pointed his finger and a green line blew up the banknote. When he jumped to the highest point, he just happened to smack the banknote on the ground.

”What the f * ck!” Just like that, a few hundred silver coins are gone? ” Chang Lou was dumbstruck as she watched An Gan spread the money. If his qinggong wasn't that bad, she would have definitely gone to get a few.