Ren Qi calmed his mind and was not afraid of the two skulls. He just observed is of course some kind of magic, and it is a magic from Xiandu. While holding the sword and confronting the skull that was spewing fire or frost, Ren Qi reached out and took out the talisman paper that Liu Banxian left for him from his belt. It was a piece of yellow talisman paper with something painted in cinnabar with flying dragons and phoenixes on it. Ren Qi didn't look at it closely. According to Liu Banxian, the talisman paper was a magical talisman passed down in his family, and he only had a handful left. "If it weren't for the fact that you and I have a good relationship, I wouldn't be willing to give you one." Liu Banxian said. Thinking of this, Ren Qi looked at the two skulls in front of him and treated them as dead objects. Ren Qi followed the incantations Liu Banxian taught him, formed sword gestures with his hands, held his breath, concentrated his mind, stepped on the Gang Step, and waved the talisman paper in his hand. "Heaven and earth, please help me, Taishang Laojun, please show up!" After a long while, after Ren Qi took a few breaths, the two skulls were still floating in the air, staring at him. Ren Qi withdrew his hand which had been kept in the air and checked the talisman paper.

There was a phrase on the front of the talisman that said "safe travel and exit", and there was also a phrase on the back that said "no taboos". After seeing the contents on the talisman paper clearly, Ren Qi laughed out loud, seeming very happy. Then he crumpled the talisman paper into a ball and stuffed it back into his pocket. The two skulls then came roaring over. Fire, ice and snow attacked from both sides. Ren Qi rolled on the ground, avoiding the double attack of ice and fire. Before he could stand up, a skull covered in flames rushed towards him. Ren Qi dodged again, and another skull above his head immediately sprayed out harsh wind and snow. Ren Qi passed through the two streams of cold and hot air and thrust his sword forward. He slashed the flaming skull on its crown with his sword, sending sparks flying. The sword that was powerful enough to cut through steel, metal and stone only left a slight scratch on it. However, Ren Qi's hands felt slightly numb. This feeling only lasted for a moment, and then Ren Qi felt the murderous intent coming from behind him. Another head rushed over with its mouth wide open. Before it got close, a howling sound of the air being broken and swallowed could be heard. Ren Qi turned in the air and drew his other sword to counter the skull. Before he could react, the huge force almost knocked him into the snow, with ice and snow splashing everywhere. “Even a great master at the level of synesthesia has no resistance against the Yin-Yang Bone of Ice and Fire.” Taoist Zhenyan sighed. "It's natural." Ling Xuzi smiled, "Yin and Yang are two poles, and they are endless. Warriors only know how to kill, but don't know the key to the cycle. How can they possibly break these two that are closely connected?" "Then Senior Brother," Taoist Zhenyan's eyes were also full of smiles, "Can't we easily take off his head?"

"Easily?" Ling Xuzi shook his head, "Whether it's refining the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Bone or our previous layout, it's not easy, nor is it simple." "Yes." Taoist Zhenyan's expression also became serious, and he sighed, "Lengmiansheng, Zhao Qian, you have done a good job." "I prefer to call them by their names, Lingxiao and Yuxia." "Yes, it's these two people." Taoist Zhenyan nodded and said, "He has been a broker in the underworld for more than 20 years. On the surface, he is an intermediary in buying and selling human lives, but in fact, he also uses killing to gain enlightenment and seek the truth. He just lacks the opportunity. As for Yuxia..." He looked a little strange, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "I remember that she was my senior brother's favorite girl. In the past ten years, my senior brother never touched her..." “I have no desires.” Ling Xuzi interrupted him, "Yuxia knows this. We all seek the Great Dao and do not care about the love affairs of the human world. Therefore, she is willing to make sacrifices to guide Tian Mengxing to enlightenment." "But such a sacrifice." Taoist Zhenyan swallowed his words halfway through his sentence. Ling Xuzi knew what he was going to say. The sacrifices of these two people were of no use at all. Ling Xiao desperately tried to hold Ren Qi back, while Yuxia used death to recreate the nightmare in front of Ren Qi, and a group of Qi Refiners, hundreds of them, allowed Ren Qi to kill them. But Ren Qi was like a cold stone, completely unmoved. He seemed to be numb to the pain, or to have experienced so much pain that no matter how tragic the reality was, it could not hurt him at all. Even Zhao Qian's death only shook him slightly, and then he returned to normal. "But their death is not meaningless, because I will take over the burden and make their merits complete." Ling Xuzi looked at the place where Ren Qi was beaten into the snow, his eyes full of anger. Then he saw that in the midst of the smoke and dust, Ren Qi stood up again. He was not defeated at all, but was still laughing! Ling Xuzi pointed his finger at Ren Qi, and the two skulls sprayed out energy from their mouths and hit Ren Qi. Ren Qi moved his toes, flicked his sword with his wrist, and flew across the snow, pouncing on the two skeletons. The two skulls of ice and fire exchanged positions and flew towards Ren Qi, gushing out energy from their mouths, leaving two deep grooves on the ground. Ren Qi drew his sword, drew a blank in the air, and the next moment he had jumped onto the top of a skull. Thousand pounds fell! Ren Qi stabbed down with his sword and used all his strength to press the skull to the ground.

With a loud bang, Ren Qi fell to the ground as if he was pressing down a locomotive, creating a big hole in the ground. Another skull, with flames coming out of it, rushed towards Ren Qi, trying to bite and chew him to pieces. As Ren Qi jumped away, the force felt by the skull under his feet suddenly weakened, and it immediately raised its head and bit upwards. Ren Qi did not jump back, but moved forward to fight against the flaming skeleton. At the moment when he was about to hit the flaming skull, Ren Qi turned his wrist and changed direction, using the force of the sword to rebound, and his body changed from jumping up to falling down. He fell down again, stepped on the skull below, sank his feet, exerted force from the ground, jumped up for the second time, and drew his sword. Clang! ! In the blink of an eye, Ren Qi stabbed out several times. There were several sword marks on each of the two skulls. As if they were irritated, they each roared and charged towards Ren Qi. At this moment, Ren Qi seemed to fall off the skull, or as if he had jumped down by himself. In the blink of an eye, he fell like a fallen leaf, staggering, and passed through the gap where the two monsters were about to connect, avoiding the fate of being smashed to pieces. The two skulls collided with each other, making a sound like thunder. Flames and ice splashed in all directions. Ren Qi fell to the ground, holding his breath and waiting for the two heads to turn back. Even Ling Xuzi and Zhenyan Taoist were puzzled by Ren Qi's choice. "He clearly had a chance. When the Yin-Yang bones of ice and fire collided, it was the best opportunity to attack. He could have used his sword in that gap, but he gave up. Why?" Taoist Zhenyan frowned. "Because he considers himself a swordsman." Ling Xuzi saw through this and said, "Ren Qi, he wants to use the swordsman's way to deal with us." "The swordsman's way?" The True Word Taoist stroked his chin, "What is the way of a swordsman?" "Just be straightforward, don't evade or play tricks, and decide the outcome with every inch of your time." Ling Xuzi's eyes flashed coldly, "It's a way that thinks it's romantic, but is actually very stupid and arrogant. Only a self-righteous master of the synaesthesia realm like Ren Qi can do that." "Where does he get such confidence?" Taoist Zhenyan asked in surprise. "Of course he did." Ling Xuzi smiled, "Because he is the Heavenly Fierce Star, the number one prisoner in the world, Ren Qi." As if he had heard the conversation between the two "heavenly beings", Ren Qi raised his head and looked at the clouds blocking the way of Xiandu, with a smile on his face. Although he didn't know the enemy's appearance, number, or strength, Ren Qi's murderous intent had almost become a reality. hum! Even the six fastest swords in the world felt Ren Qi's confident killing intent and emitted a slight rumbling sound. The Yin-Yang Bones of Ice and Fire flew together, spewing energy towards Ren Qi.

This time, Ren Qi did not dodge, but rushed forward at a faster speed. Seeing this scene, the two people sitting opposite each other in Xiandu couldn't help but laugh, and even the Yin-Yang Bones of Ice and Fire let out a series of sinister sneers from their mouths. They were all laughing at Ren Qi for overestimating his own abilities. Suddenly, the laughter stopped and disappeared along with Ren Qi's figure. Sword Two! Ren Qi appeared again, with the energy surging on the swords in his hands and roaring, just like his anger and determination, which were beyond words. As he flashed between the two heads, the two swords flashed cold light, and the Yin-Yang Bones of Ice and Fire seemed to be frightened. They couldn't help but scream in shock. Then I saw the two skulls crack and shatter. Flames and frost continuously poured out from the head, falling to the ground and splashing out star-like traces. Ren Qi stood there, watching those stars Ling Xuzi widened his eyes, tightened his fingers, and crushed the chess piece in his palm. "He destroyed the Yin-Yang Bones of Ice and Fire!" Taoist Zhenyan couldn't help but feel a little nervous. "That is the magic weapon we have been refining for a long time, with a lot of blood and hard work..." "It doesn't matter anymore." Ling Xuzi stopped him, "The most important thing now is to become an immortal." When Taoist Zhenyan heard this, he came to his senses, and his eyes flashed with determination to fight. "Ren Qi looked directly at the sharpness of the sword. Does that mean our swords are not sharp?" The two men looked at each other, and the dragon and tiger energy on their bodies began to linger and rise from their fingertips. Gradually, images formed on the shoulders of each of them. Behind Ling Xuzi, a peacock spread its tail and emitted colorful rays of light. Next to Taoist Zhenyan, a white rhinoceros walked out, which was a spectacular sight. The two of them each made sword gestures, and the chessboard and chess pieces became vivid, emitting clouds. Ren Qi grabbed the sword, feeling that the danger was not over yet, but he didn't know where the danger came from for a moment. At this moment, Ren Qi's heart began to beat wildly and he looked up. I saw tiny dots of light shining through the gaps in the clouds, twinkling. That is…… sword! A huge black sword came towards Ren Qi like a building. Ren Qi drew his sword, and almost the moment it made contact, a large piece of ground fell off his feet, the ground shattered, and smoke and dust rose up. Just as he struggled to block the sword, another white sword came stabbing at him, breaking through the strong wind and spinning towards Ren Qi.

Ren Qi resisted again and bounced the white sword to the other side, leaving a deep groove on the ground. Just from blocking these two swords, Ren Qi felt his palms cracked and painful. Realizing that it was magic from Xiandu, or "swordsmanship", Ren Qi couldn't help but feel a little disdainful. It seems that this is all Xiandu has left. He looked up and saw a black and white sword that was more than ten meters long and as big as a jade plate at the tip, hanging in the air. The cold light at the tip of the sword flashed, piercing Ren Qi's eyes. "One sword lights up nineteen states..." Ren Qi smiled, and the moment he drew his sword, the long sword that almost filled the entire sky fell from the clouds, and a layer of black and white rainstorm fell between heaven and earth. Qiankun Demon-Slaying Sword! A ball of firefly lit up at the fingertips of Lingxuzi and Zhenyan Taoist, and they kept poking and pulling in the direction of Ren Qi. The black and white sword followed their pulling and kept smashing in the direction of Ren Qi. Originally, I could still clearly see the style and appearance of the sword. Later, as the swords became faster and more numerous, all that was left in their eyes were black and white shadows, which then turned into strands of lines. This made Taoist Zhenyan feel as if he was not a Qi-refining practitioner sitting firmly in Xiandu, but a tailor and weaver working in the countryside. Suddenly, he thought of his mother, who had long been vague in his memory. She was the weaver who was connected to the spinning machine all day long. She worked day and night, and finally became connected to the spinning machine. Thinking of this, a smile appeared in Taoist Zhenyan's eyes, as if he was a child pulling those balls of silk thread and felt like playing. Ling Xuzi was concentrating on his studies. Neither Yuxia nor Lingxiao caused a ripple in his calm heart. They were just passers-by, causes and effects, ascetics, and had nothing to do with his immortal path. Although there were intersections, it had no impact, at least for Ling Xuzi, he had no impression of them at all. Ling Xuzi increased his magic power again and smashed it towards where Ren Qi was. The rain of swords fell harder and faster than before. Under the two people's strenuous attack, Ren Qi's figure was completely obscured and covered by the splashing smoke and dust. "He's done for." Ling Xuzi put away his sword skills and turned his attention back to the chessboard. "But I feel he is not dead yet." Taoist Zhenyan was a little worried. "He died immediately." Ling Xuzi just looked at the criss-crossing layout on the chessboard, and felt the solemnity from the battle between the black and white dragons on the chessboard. Seeing him like this, Taoist Zhenyan also turned his attention to the chessboard. His senior brother had never made a mistake in his judgments and plans, because he was such a trustworthy person who made people have no doubts at all. No one can survive under the Qiankun Demon-Slaying Sword, even if that person is Ren Qi, who is world-famous and has escaped from danger many times. The Taoist Master Zhenyan took out the chess pieces from the chess box and asked, "Whose turn is it?"

"It's my turn!" With a roar, Ren Qi fell from above the two men's heads and crushed the chessboard with one foot, sending black and white chess pieces flying everywhere. (End of this chapter)