The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 568 - 0: Shameless Old Thief

He Hongtao had not expected that even after he had pulled the Young Sect Master of the Divine Sword Sect into the fray, Qiu Yibai still showed such a lack of respect.

The disciples of the Divine Sword Sect also frowned in displeasure, not expecting this old man to dismiss them so readily.

Xie Yu took a sip of tea, stood up nonchalantly with one hand behind his back, and snorted coldly at Qiu Yibai, "I have heard that Senior Qiu is known as ’the Shadowless Iron Palm.’ I am bold enough to ask for some guidance and learn a move or two."

After he spoke, he stepped onto the lake, walking on the water surface to a spot about ten meters away, and gestured invitingly at Qiu Yibai.

The disciples of the Divine Sword Sect applauded and shouted, "The Young Sect Master’s lightness skill is unparalleled in the world, invincible in our time!"

Walking on water, dressed in a white shirt and black trousers in a traditional Tang suit, he looked very stylish standing on the surface of the water.

Leng Shuangning revealed a smile, her eyes fixated on Xie Yu, overflowing with infatuation.

"Brat, I will let you witness something extraordinary!"

Qiu Yibai stood up, imposing as he took steps and leaped onto the lake.

With each step on the lake’s surface, water splashed in all directions, buzzing as it supported him.

The sound of the guzheng continued in the background, but it was clear it no longer flowed as smoothly as before.

The girl was obviously frightened.

Xie Yu laughed heartily with his hands behind his back, "Senior Qiu’s lightness skill isn’t bad, it’s somewhat pleasing to the eye."

Qiu Yibai walked on the water toward him and pressed closer, saying, "You’re quite arrogant, but I wonder how much weight you actually carry."

"A test will make it clear!"

Xie Yu smiled lightly, waved his hand, and shouted, "Sword, come!"

The sword in Leng Shuangning’s arms hummed in response, and as if remote-controlled, it traced an arc through the air and landed in Xie Yu’s hand.

This sword, forged from meteorite from beyond the heavens, shone with a cold light. Its edge was intimidating and it was also the treasured symbol of the Divine Sword Sect.

This dazzling move drew gasps of admiration from the audience.

"All show and no substance!"

Qiu Yibai raised an eyebrow and smiled dismissively, questioning, "Is this the legendary Cold Light Sword?"

Xie Yu smirked coldly, "It seems Senior Qiu does have some insight. May I ask what weapon you wield?"

Qiu Yibai mocked, "Only trash rely on weapons in battle. My bare hands are more than enough to suppress you."

"Ignorant!"

Xie Yu snorted lightly and lashed out with his sword toward Qiu Yibai.

Although they were more than ten meters apart, the swing of his longsword seemingly drew a fine mist, coiling toward Qiu Yibai like a ribbon.

Everyone in the pavilion stared in amazement, watching the duel as if they were characters straight out of a movie.

Qiu Yibai’s hands clapped together repeatedly, conjuring ethereal palm prints in midair to block the Cold Light Sword Qi before him.

The two forces collided midway.

With a resonating boom, water sprayed three to five meters high around the two of them.

The lotus flowers within a radius of more than ten meters were shredded by this power and sank beneath the water’s surface.

Water splashed onto the pavilion, dripping down rhythmically, as if it were raining.

Xie Yu’s palm trembled, and the water beneath his feet sank, the force pushing him backward.

The inner strength of Qiu Yibai was beyond his expectations.

The old man glared at him with a sneer, "Young Master Xie, if you practice for another thirty years, perhaps then you might be able to fight me. I advise you not to meddle in these troubled waters, lest you suffer unwittingly on someone else’s behalf."

Xie Yu was red in the face with embarrassment; in the Divine Sword Sect, no disciple would dare belittle him like this.

His hand on the Cold Light Sword vibrated and it hummed, as he shouted loudly, "Fine, if you can take this strike from me, I will concede to you!"

"Sword Qi Ascension!"

Streams of Sword Qi accompanied his vibration, emerging from the Cold Light Sword.

Around him, more than a hundred streams of Sword Qi congealed.

He brandished his sword fiercely, sending the numerous streams of Sword Qi tearing through the sky with a humming sound, sweeping towards Qiu Yibai en masse. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

This move was a lethal technique of the Divine Sword Sect, derived from the Myriad Swords Return to Origin of Mount Shu Sect.

The Mount Shu Sect, however, concentrated the Sword Spirit through spiritual power, storing it in the sword. Upon use, myriad swords would be unleashed, capable of devastating heaven and earth.

But this technique was clearly a simplified version, using a person’s Essential Qi to gather Sword Qi in the sword.

With a single sword strike, over a hundred streams of Sword Qi burst forth.

The tremendous murderous aura caused even the surface of the water to splash up with wavelets, truly formidable indeed.

Qiu Yibai’s brows tightened, and with a tremor of his arms outward and a loud cry, he exclaimed, "Eight-Armed Arhat!"

His hands clapped outwards, and from thin air, eight additional arms appeared both above and below.

Each palm strike formed a handprint in the surrounding air.

In the blink of an eye, a protective barrier of handprints had formed around him, firmly safeguarding him.

The Sword Qi crackled as it chopped down, instantly colliding with his palm prints.

Boom, boom, boom, a series of explosive noises.

Water splashed high around Qiu Yibai, creating a series of dense fountains.

Long Fei looked on with interest and heard someone explain, "This is Qiu Yibai’s killer move, the Eight-Armed Arhat Palm, right?"

"I wonder who is more formidable?"

"Nonsense, of course, it’s the Young Sect Master!"

"..."

The disciples of the Divine Sword Sect’s tone was not as certain as before.

Xie Yu saw his Sword Qi being broken through by Qiu Yibai, his eyebrows tightened, and stepping on the water’s surface, he soared into the air, lunging forward with his sword towards Qiu Yibai.

This sword strike was incredibly fast.

Xie Yu’s body brought wind with it, creating a ripple on the water surface, and with a clear sound, it slashed through the sky.

"Perfect timing!"

Qiu Yibai’s presence suddenly surged, his hair and beard flying freely, and with the same move of Eight-Armed Arhat Palm, he struck out front.

However, this move was not for defense but was layered upon layers in the air, creating a mist-colored Arhat Dharma Laksana that raised its hand and, with a buzzing sound, struck a palm towards Xie Yu.

Xie Yu’s Cold Light Sword pierced through the handprints and stopped ten centimeters from the palm of Qiu Yibai’s right hand.

The two massive forces intertwined and swirled together, causing Xie Yu’s long hair to flutter backward, squinting his eyes.

At the crucial moment, Qiu Yibai’s right hand suddenly turned black, and with a puff, it emitted a black mist that completely enveloped Xie Yu.

Xie Yu screamed in pain, caught off guard as the black mist clouded his eyes.

In just a moment, blood sprang from the corner of his eyes, and with his Sword Qi scattering, he was blasted away by Qiu Yibai’s palm force with a bang.

Splash, Xie Yu fell into the Lotus Pond.

He Hongtao yelled in fright, "Aren’t you going to save him?"

The disciples of the Divine Sword Sect stepped on the water and leaped, grabbing Xie Yu and flying back with a backward hook through the air.

Xie Yu’s face turned black, holding the Cold Light Sword and shouting hoarsely, "Poison, you shameless old thief, you actually used poison?"

Long Fei sighed, just now Xie Yu and Qiu Yibai had been evenly matched.

With the sharpness of the Cold Light Sword, he even had a slight upper hand.

Who would have thought, lacking experience in combat.

Without the ability to adapt to unexpected changes, he didn’t know to dodge when the poison appeared, ultimately falling prey to a sneak attack.

The toxin attacked his heart, turning his face black in an instant.

The disciples of the Divine Sword Sect cursed, "You old coot, I’ll fight you to the death!"

Brandishing their swords, they all lunged at Qiu Yibai.

"Out of your depth!"

Qiu Yibai snorted coldly and stamped his foot.

Splash, the water lashed out in all directions, striking the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect and sending them flying one after another into the lake with a series of splashes.

This poisonous palm was one of Qiu Yibai’s unique techniques, requiring the soaking of his palms in the blood of the Wudu during cultivation, continuously absorbing toxins and storing them within the meridians of his arms.

In battle, the toxins would be expelled along with the emission of Essential Qi.

An ordinary person would be directly turned into a thick fluid by the poison.

Xie Yu was fortunate to be protected by Essential Qi, and thus only the corners of his eyes turned into pus and blood at this moment.

The other toxins were constantly being forced out of his body, leaving his skin coated in a layer of black filth.

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