Chapter 12 The Power of the Sword

"Close, close......"

The exhaustion of spiritual power made Qin Chong's eyes black and exhausted.

Fortunately, at this last moment, the gray broken sword finally surfaced a red point of light.

Immediately after that, the second point of light, the third, and the fourth......

In the blink of an eye, the red light filled the entire broken sword like a stream of water, and the broken part was replaced by the red sword soul, and the whole broken sword looked at least intact.

"Finally it worked!"

Ignoring the weakness of his body, Qin Chong raised the broken sword high and roared loudly.

In the jungle, a young man with a scar was carrying the heavy sword and leading the other four people to search all over the jungle.

"Qin Chong, it's best not to let the master find it, otherwise, I will definitely cut you in half."

Impatiently thrust his heavy sword into the dirt floor, and the scarred boy scanned the surroundings viciously.

"Big brother, do you think Qin Chong will be eaten by the three-striped leopard." A young man said: "I've been looking for so long, except for those cultivators, I haven't even seen a ghost." ”

"Senior Brother Sha said, you have to see people in life, you have to see corpses in death, you can't find the body, you can find a hand, foot or something to bring back."

"Where's that stinky bitch?" The Scar boy twitched his nose and looked up and asked.

"Here, big brother." A teenager brought Xiangqin, who was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face.

The scarred boy walked up and slapped him twice, and the freshly healed wound on Xiangqin's face was bleeding again.

It's just that this girl gritted her teeth and didn't say a word, she was intercepted on the way to find Hu Changtian.

"I'll give you one last chance, tell Qin Chong's whereabouts, I'll spare you from dying!" The scar boy said angrily: "The master has no patience to play with you anymore." ”

Xiangqin pursed her lips as always, staring at the scar boy.

The scarred boy was uncomfortable staring at him like this, and his patience was completely worn out.

"Soft and hard dog things, you orphans, all of you are cheap, fucking bitch! Tear up all her clothes for me, and I'll her here, master! ”

In other words, those young people were going to reach out and tear off Xiangqin's clothes.

"Let her go!"

A rather familiar voice of Xiangqin came, making her scarred body tremble.

"Qin, Brother Qin Chong?"

Everyone looked up and saw a young man holding a gray broken sword slowly walking out of the jungle......

"Qin Chong? Hahaha! There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell for you to break into. I really want to kill you these days! ”

The scarred boy smacked and plunged the heavy sword on his shoulder into the ground, and he heard a few clicks, and several cracks burst out.

When the other four teenagers saw this, they all showed a smug expression.

"See? It's called swordsmanship! Boy, you won't be able to fly this time. ”

The scar boy habitually sniffled, staring at Qin Chong like a hungry wolf, revealing a sneer.

It's just that Qin Chong didn't even look at them, and walked straight towards Xiangqin.

When those two cold gazes fell on the bright red palm print on Xiangqin's face, a chill uncontrollably emerged from Qin Chong's body.

"Inflicting such a heavy poison on a girl, you are also worthy of being a man?" Qin Chong glared at the scarred boy and shouted.

"When you die, you still have the leisure to care about others, heavy swordsmanship, slash!"

The scar boy let out a long roar, and the wide heavy sword was actually lifted up by him, and it slashed towards Qin Chong diagonally from the bottom to the top!

With such a close distance and such a violent force, if you are not careful, you will definitely be split in half.

Qin Chong shouted, and slammed his right foot towards the ground, and the whole person was pushed up by a force.

"Wow!"

The loud sound of the wind blowing by, and Qin Chong also felt a chill behind him.

"This kid, how fast the reaction has been?!"

Seeing that Qin Chong had actually dodged his heavy sword technique, the scar boy was inevitably a little surprised on his face. You must know that under the performance of the heavy sword technique, the sword body will become extremely light, and the speed will rise to a higher level.

Qin Chong was also surprised in his heart, if he was the self he was nine days ago, he would definitely not be able to avoid this move.

"Die!"

The young man with the scar didn't believe in evil, and when he saw Qin Chong in mid-air, a cold light instantly flashed out of the corner of his eye.

"This time, I'll see how you can use your strength to escape!"

The bronze-level spirit sword faintly let out a roar, and under the extremely fast speed, it brought out a mottled sword shadow.

"Haha, Lao Tzu's Ling Tian Sword with heavy swordsmanship, even a martial artist can't bear it, let alone a triple scum!" The scar boy slashed out a sword shadow, with an arrogant sneer on the corner of his mouth, he seemed to have seen the picture of Qin Chong's delicate face being smashed fiercely.

For a martial artist who has not mastered the art of flying, a duel in mid-air is a nightmare.

However, the king of martial artists, sword cultivation, has its own unique method of cracking.

I saw that when the sword shadow was only less than half a meter away from Qin Chong's abdomen, a strange red light suddenly appeared.

"Broken sword, slash!"

"Whew-"

As soon as Qin Chong's words fell, an uncomfortable sharp friction sound came. This was followed by a dazzling spark, which shot out.

Then, among the sparks that were thrown out, a gray broken sword that could be seen was emitting a strange red glow, and it collided fiercely with the sword shadow slashed by the bronze-level spirit sword.

"Boom!"

A loud bang followed, Qin Chong turned over, and in the sparks flying in the sky, he landed lightly beside Xiangqin, looked at the scarred boy who was kneeling on the ground with an indifferent face, and sneered: "With you, you also want to kill me?" ”

"Sword, sword...... How is this possible? How can it be! ”

The scarred boy clutched his bleeding chest, and his gray face was full of shock.

You must know that Qin Chong nine days ago, but he was beaten by the other party, how did his strength improve so quickly?

Qin Chong actually practiced all the sword yao!

Seeing this scene, Xiangqin on the side covered her mouth and looked at Qin Chong in disbelief: "Qin, Qin Chong's eldest brother ......"

A sneer slowly rose at the corner of his mouth, and Qin Chong walked towards the scar boy step by step: "It seems that it's time to end." ”

"Y-What are you going to do?"

The killing intent on Qin Chong's body made the scarred boy fall into an ice cellar.

"Let's go! Hack him to death! Seeing this, the other four teenagers shouted in unison, and rushed towards Qin Chong with their spirit swords in their hands.

A quarter of an hour, only a quarter of an hour passed, and the four young men who were three warriors were dead bodies.

What followed was a sudden burst of urine in the air*.

I saw that the crotch of the scarred boy was wet.

"Big brother, spare your life! I beg you to ......"

"You're talking too much!"

Qin Chong sneered, his body rushed forward, swept up the broken sword, and stabbed the scar boy in the chest with a sword.

"Let's go."

"Let's go...... Where to go? Xiangqin came back to her senses after a while, but there was still some panic in her eyes.

"Find Uncle Changtian."

Qin Chong shrugged his shoulders and glanced at the five corpses on the ground. For this kind of person, killing is killing, and he will never have any psychological burden.

After all, this is a world of the jungle.