If a monk from the Righteous Path Alliance comes here, it is needless to say that the two sides are fighting, even if the same way or the same door comes, the people of the Flying Sword Dao will also be uneasy.

Monks are inherently selfish, and the higher their cultivation, the more obvious this nature becomes. Even the people of the same sect, in the face of this earth-shattering interest, it is very likely that they will snatch or kill him.

Seeing the unflustered expression of the young man opposite, the Flying Sword Daoist knew that only by using thunderbolt means could he capture the young master of Manghuang Mountain on the opposite side as soon as possible, so as to leave this place as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, the Flying Sword Daoist no longer hesitated, his right hand pinched the trick, the mana in his body was determined according to the law, and he was running rapidly in his body, and there were words in his mouth, and the Dao Dao spell flew out of his mouth, and a thick black mist suddenly appeared around him, and in the blink of an eye, it was filled with thirty or forty zhang square circles.

Qin Fengming suddenly saw the old man opposite showing such a vision, and knew in his heart that this old man at the peak of Chengdan, this must be a powerful secret technique.

As soon as he thought of this, Qin Fengming immediately shook his hand, and a mountain-breaking talisman appeared in his hand. When he raised his hand, he wanted to sacrifice it. Facing the secret technique of the Chengdan peak cultivator, Qin Fengming did not dare to underestimate it.

If it weren't for the action of the Xiao family elder at the beginning, he would have fallen under the secret technique of the Red Devil Master who had cultivated at the peak of Cheng Dan.

Just when Qin Fengming wanted to sacrifice the mountain-breaking talisman to interrupt the flying sword daoist to perform the secret technique, a vision appeared here. This time, the vision was not the completion of the Flying Sword Daoist's spell, but the black fog that had just appeared, but it suddenly disappeared, and the pale Flying Sword Daoist appeared on the spot.

Seeing this situation, Qin Fengming was also very surprised. The old man on the other side had obviously begun to cast a secret technique that seemed to be extremely powerful, but in the blink of an eye, he disappeared again and disappeared.

At this time, the flying kendo people were also shocked in their hearts.

Just now, he had already succeeded in activating the first half of the secret technique. Just when it was operating the mana in its body and performing the follow-up secret technique, it was suddenly a stirring in the dantian, and the mana in the body that was running at full speed was as if it was difficult to control, and it quickly flowed back into the dantian.

Without the infusion of mana, half of the secret techniques cast also disintegrated from the ice and dissipated.

This scene is something that has never been encountered in the hundreds of years of cultivating immortals in the Flying Sword Dao.

After standing stunned for a moment, the Flying Sword Dao suddenly woke up. A thought came to his mind: "Could it be that because I lost an arm, this secret technique could not be successfully activated?"

As soon as he thought of this, the Flying Sword Daoist broke out in a cold sweat. If there is no secret art in the body, then in the future, in the Tianyan Mountain Range, it will be a great danger.

This thought was only a flash, and it was suppressed by the Flying Kendo people.

There are many one-armed people in the immortal cultivation world, and there has never been anyone who can't stimulate their secret arts. It seems that as long as it takes some time on your own, you can definitely fix this inconvenience.

Seeing the other party's expression, Qin Fengming thought about it for a while, and then he understood this kind of truth, and said with a smile:

"Hehe, old horseman, you are seriously injured, and it seems that your secret technique is difficult to excite, since this is the case, then you can try the methods of this young master. ”

Beat the water dog, Qin Fengming was willing to do it. Since the other party no longer had any secret techniques to threaten him, Qin Fengming wanted to use all his means to see what his strength was at this time.

"Hmph, even if the old man doesn't use secret techniques, it's not difficult to capture your mere foundation building monk. The old man doesn't believe it, you have tens of thousands of such fiery charms. ”

Seeing that the other party had already seen his discomfort, the Flying Sword Daoist snorted lightly and said sharply. The power of this kind of fire reckless talisman is so great, it is absolutely extremely difficult to refine it, and the materials used are also extremely cherished.

Hearing the words of the Flying Sword Daoist, Qin Fengming did not open his mouth to refute, but waved his hand, and a doll was sacrificed by him, and under the exhibition, it turned into a small humanoid puppet. In addition to his dull appearance, this puppet is no different from ordinary people.

Just as this puppet appeared, the Flying Sword Daoist standing opposite immediately exclaimed, "This is a puppet of the Cheng Dan period, how can you have such a cherished puppet?"

"Hehe, have you forgotten that the master of this young master is the five great monks of Manghuang Mountain, a puppet of the Chengdan period, and Master Zhuang Daoqin will not be stingy. ”

It wasn't until Qin Fengming's words came out that the Flying Sword Dao suddenly realized that the opposite side was the young master of Manghuang Mountain, and among his five masters, there was a puppet master, and this kind of puppet was not a problem.

Qin Fengming's voice came out, his mind moved, and the figure of the puppet in the Cheng Dan period moved, and he reached the side of the Flying Sword Daoist extremely quickly, and as soon as his hands were raised, two arm-thick pillars of light shot out, shooting towards the Flying Sword Daoist dozens of zhang away.

The Flying Sword Daoist was stunned for a moment, and the two pillars of light had already struck on the body protection aura outside him.

"Bang, bang"

As two loud noises came out, the light shield transformed by the protective aura outside the Flying Sword Dao body shook violently. The sound of 'squeaking' was incessant, and the light of the entire mask flickered on its own.

The Flying Sword Daoist was startled, and under the operation of the mana in his body, he quickly injected towards the light shield. Under his vigorous maintenance, the external body shield was re-stabilized.

The frightened Flying Sword Daoist hurriedly waved his hand, and a magic weapon was sacrificed by him, and in a flash, he was guarded outside the light shield.

The blow of the Cheng Dan puppet just now really shocked the people of the Flying Sword Dao, such a powerful blow is comparable to the blow of the Cheng Dan monk's natal magic weapon. Even the body protection aura of the flying sword dao person at the peak of the late stage of Cheng Dan is absolutely difficult to withstand the several blows of this puppet.

Seeing that his puppet attack was so sharp, Qin Fengming was overjoyed in his heart, and under the urging of his divine thoughts, the thick pillar of light on the Dao Dao arm shot out from the puppet's hands. Although there were two magic weapons sealed in the puppet's body, with Qin Fengming's cultivation at this time, it was difficult to drive.

Because this puppet was originally the thing of Master Zhuang Daoqin, at this time, he only refined this puppet body, and Qin Fengming had not yet succeeded in refining the magic weapon in the puppet's body.

Seeing that the magic weapon he sacrificed successfully blocked the puppet attack, the flying sword path was slightly relieved. At this time, he had a feeling that it was difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.

I want to become a peak monk of Dan, but at this time, I was forced by a foundation building monk, if I pass it out, how can I save my face?

Just when the people of the Flying Sword Dao were at ease for a while, Qin Fengming would not let him rest in the slightest.

With a shake of his hand, two objects flew out of his hand one after another.

Suddenly, he noticed a white light flashing from a distance, shooting towards the place where he was standing. This kind of white light is the same white light that made me lose an arm in the first place.

The frightened Flying Sword Daoist did not dare to resist, he had already understood the power of this white light, his shield was absolutely difficult to resist, and as soon as his feet moved, his body had already rapidly avoided a few feet to the side.