Chapter 20 The Inscription Master's Strength is as Strong as a Force
"Where is the thief, dare to do it?"
The purple-robed elder held the jade sheath in his hand, and with a cold snort, the Dan Flame swirled around within a radius of seven zhang outside the body, which was an almost invincible area.
The reason why the Jindan Realm is strong is that it condenses the Jindan and forms the Dan Flame, but this is for a specific purpose.
Fire attributes, or ordinary monks without attributes, are naturally condensing the golden pill and converging the danyan.
In addition, there are Dan Lei, Dan Feng, Dan Light, Dan Water, Dan Mu, and the effects brought by different attributes are also completely different, which is the unique advantage of special attribute spiritual power.
The vast majority of monks have Dan Flame, and they are not good at using Dan Flame, Wei Tong is the strongest and fiercest fire attribute spiritual power, and he also has a unique flame control technique.
Qin Feng had already been waiting for the battle, there was no way back in the cave, he could only bite the bullet, the formation was cut off by a sword, and he seemed to be ready for a desperate battle.
Bronze body, perfect qi sea, a product inscription master, this is all his hole cards, three in one, in the heyday of his sword in both hands, around the body of more than 30 flying swords, the wind is not extinguished.
"Hundred Swords Imperial Sky Record" Xiaocheng, this is an excellent kendo talent!
"Go!"
Since you want to fight, let's have a preemptive strike!
"Little guy, steal the secrets of my Spirit Sword Sect, and I'll sacrifice you to the soul of the dead tonight. ”
The Danyan Brush suddenly propped up the defensive barrier, and it was about to melt the flying sword.
However, at the moment of contact, the flying sword first condensed frost around its body, and then Gangfeng Yizhen, the wind and the wind forcibly broke through the barrier.
When the first person under this golden pill came, more than thirty flying swords were just unable to hold on to Wei Tong.
"A disciple of the Purple Ding Spirit Sect?"
"No, it's impossible, your qi, blood, and spiritual power are just a kick in the door of Jindan Realm, Tianlan City has never appeared as a young genius like you, who are you?"
"Go ask the dead!"
Qin Feng couldn't help but say that the fighting method has always been a matter of distinction between superior and inferior, but also of life and death.
"The heavier the anger, the more damned it is!"
"Oh, I think the owner of this bead has something to do with you, he almost killed someone with a sword, and he is so angry that he deserves to die. ”
You!
Wei Tong didn't know how to explain it all of a sudden, this kid was really strong.
"What are you, he can kill people, and I can too, as for you, old thief, do you still remember the original Luo family's martial arts competition?"
"Recruiting relatives in martial arts?"
Wei Tong stabbed out with a sword, and the flames swept through the blade of the sword, breaking through the flying sword, and killing Qin Feng head-on, this Dan flame burned the walls of the cave, burning out the glazed luster.
"That's right, the competition to recruit relatives, the audience is full of high-ranking friends, no one is willing to make a move for me to stop that angry Luo Xiao, not to mention that he has broken through the Yuanying Realm, you Spirit Sword Sect is afraid that you don't dare to talk about it, right?"
"You are Qin Feng, no, your appearance and divine sense are not a person at all. ”
Wei Tong understood, he did appear in person as a representative of the Spirit Sword Sect that day, and when Luo Xiao wanted to kill Qin Feng, no one present dared to intervene, no, it should be said that no one was willing to stand up for Qin Feng, who was weak, but blocked the peak of Jindan who was angry.
"There are some things that are better done than said, Elder Wei, you can't afford to eat my Qin Feng's melon!"
Hiss~
The sound of the wind grinding at a very fast speed sounded in the cave, and generally speaking, the wind rises and the fire rises, but whoever can carry the boat can also capsize the boat.
Qin Feng held the sword in both hands, blocked the jade sheath with his left hand, and Qingge swayed up with his right hand.
"Qin Feng, you Tiansha Lone Star, you want to kill Luo Xiaodu's daughter, and you will kill my grandson, hehe, in just a few months, you have stepped from Qi Sea Xiaocheng to consummation, in time, the second Qin Tian of Lancheng will be born this day, do you think I will let this kind of thing happen?"
The Zijin Order is expensive to build, and it has never been crushed, because it means that a Jindan Realm powerhouse is calling for help, which is enough to make the three major mountain gates lose their right-hand men.
"If you want to kill you, you must have a thousand strategies, Luo Xiao's methods are enough to wipe out even the old man, but he still let you escape, it's really fate!"
Since ancient times, luck has been part of strength.
Wei Tong has lived for more than 80 years, and he is not only not stupid, but also extremely smart.
"Do you think you can hold out until reinforcements from the Spirit Sword Sect come?"
"Otherwise?" Elder Wei smiled contemptuously, if he was still afraid just now, then at this moment he was truly fearless, at most, in a quarter of an hour, the major elders of the Spirit Sword Sect would kill, and Qin Feng would definitely be unable to escape.
"A quarter of an hour, enough to kill you!"
The corners of Qin Feng's mouth raised a smile, his self-confidence made Wei Tong's heart cold, this kid wouldn't really have any tricks.
There is no gap in swordsmanship, and there is no distinction between swordsmanship.
In terms of physique, Qin Feng was even better, and he lost three points in spiritual power, which was also the reason why Wei Tong was crazy, and the spiritual power of the Jin Dan Realm actually beat Qin Feng by three points.
"Hold the sword and break the mountain!"
Elder Wei held the jade sheath sword in his right hand, and his aura soared like a great river.
This sword spiritual power exploded, and the flames and sword qi were combined, which was enough to break the mountain and cut the peak.
"Elder Wei, your divine sense is very ordinary. ”
"Huh?" Wei Tong felt that this must be Qin Feng diverting his attention, "It's useless, you can't fool the old man with this trick." ”
Qin Feng said in his heart, he was really lonely.
"Elder Wei, I don't know if you've ever heard of it, Inscription Master?"
Inscriptionist?
The Purple River Sword Technique turned into a long pole and shot down, and with Qin Feng's vertical and horizontal combination, it was really the first time that he easily blocked the attack with Haoran Purple Qi.
"The spiritual power of the Qi Sea Realm does not belong to the Golden Pill, and it is even faintly victorious, is this a demonic technique, or is it a secret method of burning Shouyuan?"
Wei Tong soon found that the more he fought with Qin Feng, the more terrifying it became, and this kid was like using him as a stepping stone, constantly breaking through and honing his strength.
"No, a young man with dual cultivation of spiritual and martial arts is already terrifying, it can't be an inscription master, then the demand for divine consciousness talent is too harsh. ”
Qingge flipped over, and its strange light cluster shone on it, a three-eyed golden finch, its wings pierced the old man's abdomen, an ice edge thorn instantly entered the bones, and a cloud of poisonous mist drilled into the blood veins and bones.
It was the triple inscription, the limit of what Qin Feng could do at the moment.
"Hundred Swords Imperial Sky Record", "Purple River Sword Technique", the inscription master, as well as excellent swordsmanship, incomparable talent, was really injured when Wei Tong didn't have time to react to the sneak attack of the inscription element.
Not only did he leave an inch-deep wound in his lower abdomen, poison gas entering his body, but also freezing injuries that made the wound even more difficult to heal.
"The true strength of the Scribe Master lies in the divine sense, the soul!"
For the first time, Qin Feng burst out of his divine consciousness with all his strength, and the purple qi was directly transformed into soul power.
"Soul +3000"
"Soul Power +300"
"Soul Power +1300"
...
In the blink of an eye, his divine sense skyrocketed, according to Qin Feng's consideration, the soul power of a sea of qi +500 is the peak, and the peak of the Jindan realm is to prepare for the Yuan Infant, and the soul power is up to +3000
And Qin Feng resisted the +6000 soul power he had transformed, and the small gray piece of his inscription was like a shuttle flying out of the silk thread, and with a bang, it cut through Wei Tong's sea of knowledge in the blink of an eye.
Wiped out with a sword, extinguishing the divine consciousness with divine consciousness, the sea of consciousness that was originally nearly +2000 shattered with one blow, and the small gray sword did not give up, cutting off all the possibilities of gathering its divine consciousness.
In the Jindan realm, he had already lost consciousness, his soul died, and a corpse fell to the ground.
At this point, almost a quarter of an hour, Wei Tong still didn't know how he died, only his face was full of horror.