The next morning, the sun was rising, the pale white mist had not yet dissipated, and the breeze was blowing, and there were already bursts of violent muffled sounds on the mountains outside the city.

This mountain is in the south-south direction outside the city, and there are brute beasts in the mountain, but fortunately, the cultivation is despicable, and in a hidden forest on the top of the mountain, a young man is hammering his legs in a strange posture at this time.

The lower limbs and feet have already been inserted into the mud three inches like tree roots, the crown of the young man's teeth is clenched, his face is slightly hideous, his forehead is covered with sweat, his upper body is shirtless, and the muscles are vertical and horizontal.

Behind Qin Hao, a long sword with no spiritual power fluctuations was being inserted diagonally on a boulder.

Qin Hao had a seal in his hand condensed, and the gray immortal spirit qi shot out from the seal like a match, and finally swept heavily across every part of his body like a long whip.

When the practice is swept by, it leaves a long trace.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and hot air slowly exhaled between his teeth, Qin Hao only felt that every muscle and bone in his body seemed to be numb, and the hot pain drilled into his mind, and under this painful feeling, he knelt directly on the ground.

After the severe pain, Qin Hao slowly took out a jade bottle from his waist, opened the jade stopper, and poured out some brute beast essence blood into his throat......

"Green Mountain Fall!"

Suddenly, Qin Hao suddenly pulled his feet out of the mud and shouted.

The figure seems to disappear in place, with both feet on the ground, like an eagle flying in the air, the immortal qi at the dantian is surging wildly, and the phantom of the green mountain faintly appears.

In the next moment, the figure fell down abruptly, like a fiery meteor, and the speed of the fall was extremely fast.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the ground caved downward in a visible arc, and in the center of the soles of the feet, there were cobweb-like cracks that spread out in all directions.

Looking at the results of his cultivation in the Futu Tower, Qin Hao's immature face was full of joy, in the time of one to twenty on the first floor of the Futu Tower, the magic power of Qingshan Fall was almost used more than ten thousand times, but this was the first time he had seen the destructive power of the fairy land. And this, it is still only using the immortal spirit qi in the early stage of the Immortal Martial Realm, but the destructive power exerted is definitely not lower than the full force of the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm.

Pursing his lips slightly, Qin Hao shook his left foot as if he felt something, feeling the numbness of the soles of his feet.

Qingxiu's face couldn't help but wrinkle slightly, and then muttered to himself: "No wonder it is suitable for the dual cultivators of the Law Body, with the blessing of the immortal qi, the power is more and more terrifying." But the feeling of this blow is simply a tough confrontation with the opponent, whoever is stronger in the flesh has the final say!"

Slowly walking to the boulder, Qin Hao held the long sword in his hand, leaning quietly beside the boulder, the immortal qi he had just used made him feel a little weak, and the numbness in his whole body surged into his heart at this moment, so that he had to rest for a while.

Qin Hao's eyes closed slightly, feeling the breeze around him, suddenly becoming rapid, and then gradually calming down.

In the depths of flesh and blood, the chaotic qi condensed in the chaotic pool also quietly seeped out from every part of the flesh and blood at this time, constantly filling the gray futon and the blood qi futon in the depths of the dantian.

After a long time, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and the young man raised the long sword in his hand, and his body suddenly jumped up.

The next moment, the young man's figure rose into the sky, as if entering the nine heavens of the sky, and his body was as thick as white mist by the immortal spirit, sweeping in all directions.

It's like answering a sentence, the top of the immortal path and the sword!

If there is a kendo cultivator here, he will definitely be amazed by the talent of this son.

At such an age, he has already touched the realm of sword intent.

You must know that the cultivation of kendo is only a fivefold realm, which is divided into sword intent, sword heart, sword potential, sword domain, and sword dao.

The way of the sword is even longer than the whole way of refining the body, and the difficulty of cultivation is recognized by all beings in the immortal land.

Qin Hao held the Nine Heavens Sword in his hand, and the long sword in his hand shook leisurely, and a three-inch sword flew out.

The three-inch sword was like light, and it was slashed on the boulder in an instant.

The sword flickered, and when the roar stopped, a three-inch hole appeared on the boulder.

The three-inch sword is impressively scattered through the boulder!

"There is such a saying in the perception of Yuntian swordsmanship, the sword can condense the momentum, condense the sword intent of Yuntian, a sword covering the sea is enough, and there are five realms of swordsmanship......" The young man's figure slowly fell, and there seemed to be a whisper in his mouth.

The sword in front of him, although it is far from the realm of heaven and earth and the unity of human and sword, has sword intent, and with only one sword, it pierces through the boulder.

With a light sigh, a cloud of heavenly sword intent suddenly appeared around his body, and the sword body was wrapped in the aura of the fairy spirit, as if there was a sword light flickering, and in an instant, Qin Hao's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

As if stepping into the void, a light snort sounded, and a sword light swayed down.

The first style of Yuntian swordsmanship, the sword turns into cloud smoke!

The Nine Heavens Sword in his hand seemed to disappear, replaced by a cloud of smoke.

The clouds and smoke seem to be ethereal, but they are actually transformed by sword light, constantly intertwined and transformed.

Immediately after that, there seemed to be a burst of fire in the clouds, from the beginning of the faint to the back of the area to a lot.

Gradually, the collision between the sword lights became less, and the clouds and smoke almost condensed into substance.

A sword qi that was three zhang high suddenly appeared in the heavens and the earth, and the sword qi was followed by a constantly intertwined sword light, and wherever it spread, even the air was annihilated in it.

The sword qi shrouded towards the boulder, and the sword light intertwined and blended, forming a sword domain covering a radius of more than ten zhang.

In the sword domain, under the sword qi in the sky, the boulders were like sand and gravel and gravel, gradually turning into powder and scattering with the wind.

When the sword qi dissipated, the Nine Heavens Sword had already returned to its sheath.

Looking at the boulder that disappeared in place, and the mud that was wiped out by three inches, a smile appeared on Qin Hao's little face.

Take another mouthful of brute beast essence blood into his throat, sit cross-legged with his legs crossed, swallow and suck it up.

There is a faint stream between the lips with the undulation of the chest, forming a perfect flow, and the seemingly weak small body does not know how amazing the explosive power it contains.

It seems that the cultivation of one night is a full twenty days of penance and enlightenment in the perception of the young man.

"It's almost an hour, it's time to go down the mountain!"

After about an hour of cross-legging, Qin Hao's eyes suddenly opened, and there was a glint in his eyes.

The mountain seemed to be shaking gently, and there was a muffled sound.

Standing up and looking into the distance, there seemed to be a sword light and sword shadow flying, and a huge black shadow was coming towards the top of the mountain.

Sensing the aura in it, a touch of confusion appeared on Qin Hao's little face.

When did such a powerful brute appear on this hill?

But as he thought about it, there was a sound of consternation.

"Run!"