Chapter 295: Slashing

"Hmph, what if you kill the Great Qi Country, could it be that the royal family of the Great Qi Kingdom still dares to start a war with our Ghost Immortal Sect? It's you, who is so bold, killed the Nian Wuji Sect Master, and even blamed Qin Feng (身shēn), so that our Sect Master has the wrong target!" Zuo Dao didn't believe that Qin Chen really didn't suffer any injuries, his Demon Hell Knife contained a terrifying evil artistic conception, even if the other party could block the physical attack of the sword, it couldn't stop the invasion of the sword qi artistic conception, these powers, like maggots on the tarsal bones, would wear down and corrode the opponent's true qi little by little, and when the time came, with the opponent's third-order true qi, he would be powerless to resist at all.

"In this way, not only the two of you sent by the ghost immortals, but even your sect master has also come?

While speaking, the true qi in the body rotated, clearing the knife qi that had poured into the body before, and there was no trickle left.

Qin Chen's cultivation is the Nine Star God Emperor Technique, this is a level of exercise that even he can't see in his previous life, the purity of true qi is shocking, there is nothing that can't be cleared, not to mention just a little sword qi artistic conception, even if it is a real sword intent, it doesn't want to bring him trauma.

"Want to say something to me?" Zuo Dao's face sank, and something actually came out of Qin Chen's mouth (set tào).

However, he was not worried, but sneered, after learning the news that the sect master was also there, this kid would definitely be impatient, even afraid, and when the time came, under the panic in his heart, there would naturally be more flaws.

"Moreover, your cultivation is only in the middle of the Heaven Level, even if you cultivate a powerful body refining technique, it will definitely consume your true qi very much, and now there should be not much true qi left in your body!" Zuo Dao grinned.

In fact, Zuo Dao is not only strong, but also very sharp, otherwise he would have done so many evil things on the rivers and lakes at the beginning, and it would be impossible not to be killed.

And now he seems to be talking to Qin Chen casually, but in fact, he is using words, creating invisible pressure on Qin Chen all the time.

Once a person panics, when fighting, he will naturally not be able to exert his full combat power.

"You can try!" If it was an ordinary martial artist, maybe he would be disturbed by the left knife, but who was Qin Chen, the words of the left knife did not bring a slight fluctuation to his mind at all.

"Try it!"

"Demon Hell Knife - Angrily Slash the Sky!" The left knife was very dangerous, thinking that Qin Chen was pretending to be calm, and in the process of speaking, before the words fell, the knife had already been slashed out, and the light of the snowy knife was like a bamboo, and it came to Qin Chen in an instant.

"Break!" Qin Chen raised the mysterious rusty sword and slashed out with a sword.

"Po!" The sword and the sword light collided, annihilating each other, and the strong impact swept out, shattering the collapsed rubble around them.

If it weren't for the protection of the formation around it, the aftermath could even collapse the entire mansion. Xuan-level martial artists are the top combat power in a country, and they are not in vain.

"How long do I think you can last?" The left knife made it clear that it was going to consume Qin Chen's true qi, and one after another sword light continued to pour out, blasting towards Qin Chen from afar.

Xuan-level martial artists can do true power out-of-body attacks, creating terrifying swords and sword lights, and not weakening much power.

Because compared to true qi, true power is more condensed and more stable. However, a heaven-level martial artist is so comfortable, if he uses a long-range attack, his power will definitely be greatly weakened, and the gains outweigh the losses.

"How is it, it's uncomfortable, hahaha, see how long you can last!" Casting the sword light from afar, the furious sword light was like a baptism of missiles, constantly bombarding Qin Chen.

He didn't dare to get too close to Qin Chen, Qin Chen's spiritual storm made him palpitate, and Li Yang was also hit by the spiritual storm, falling into a sluggishness, difficult to resist, and he would be killed by Qin Chen.

Otherwise, with Qin Chen's strength, how could he kill Li Yang with one sword?

"You're thinking too much!" Qin Chen couldn't help but sneer. Zuo Dao thought that there was not much of his true qi left, but in fact, he who cultivated the Nine Star Divine Emperor Technique, his true qi was several times thicker than that of a normal martial artist, how could it be so easily exhausted.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Nine Star Divine Emperor Technique to be regarded by him as a transcendent heaven level exercise.

"Go!" Since Zuo Dao wants to play, then I will play with him. Pinching the handprint, Qin Chen controls the real treasure flying knife, (shooting shè) to the left.

The three True Treasure Flying Knives, as if they had life, were incomparably flexible, and they swept rapidly in the sky, piercing through the flaws and vital points on the left knife (body shēn).

"What? At this time, you can still urge the True Treasure Flying Knife?" Zuo Dao was startled. What kind of demon is this?

Not only do you have to resist your own attack, but you also have to control the formation, and now you can even use your spiritual power to urge the True Treasure Flying Knife, is there such a monster in this world?

Normal martial artists can only use one heart and one purpose, and it is already very remarkable to be able to do two things, like Qin Chen, who can notify ((cāo) cāo) to control a few things, it is very rare, at least the left knife thinks that he can't do it.

That's all. The key is that the flying knife controlled by Qin Chen is very flexible and free, constantly dodging his own knife attacks, and the location of the attack is full of his own flaws and vital points, which is by no means something that can be done at will.

"Sword Yuan Protector!" The black battle knife turned into a semicircle, and in front of the left knife, it condensed into an arc-shaped sword light barrier.

Three throwing knives slashed at the barrier in unison, causing ripples layer upon layer. A terrifying energy was transmitted through the shield, and the left knife kicked back two steps, and his throat was so sweet that he almost spurted blood.

"Why is it so powerful?" Zuo Dao was so frightened that he was so depressed that he almost vomited blood, and the whole person was about to go crazy.

"Good opportunity!" Qin Chen seized the opportunity and walked up with his sword in a vertical (body shēn). Bang! The left knife hurriedly resisted, and under the violent shock, a terrifying sword intent swept over, shaking him a few steps away, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and the real power in his body ((swing dàng) dàng).

He took a deep breath, and was just about to adjust his internal breath, suppressing the boiling qi and blood, and swishing, the three True Treasure Flying Knives had swept in again, making him have to raise his knives to resist.

"Damn!" Zuo Dao's whole person was about to collapse, and under the successive attacks, he was caught off guard, and could only retreat again and again to resist.

"How much true qi does this kid have, why doesn't he feel tired at all?" Zuo Dao was depressed, even he felt a little powerless, and his true strength in his body was quite exhausted, but the other party was still alive.

If he could, he would have thrown the knife and ran, but he couldn't.

"Good chance!"

"Spiritual Storm!" Qin Chen had been looking for an opportunity, and when he saw Zuodao's eyes flickering, his spirit was in a trance for a moment, and he hurriedly hit a spiritual storm and hit it out.

"Hum!" his mind was dizzy, and his eyes fell into a daze.

"Not good!" he was frightened in his heart, biting the tip of his tongue violently, and the only remaining will made him roar wildly, and he couldn't wait to regain his sanity.

The illusory in front of him dissipated, and what the left knife saw was a brilliant sword light.

The sword light flashed, and a wide-eyed head rose into the sky, and blood spilled three feet away!