This punch contains powerful spiritual power, with a strong wind, making a piercing whistling sound, making people's first reaction is to find a way to avoid it, and just a few people who have just come to this room also have the same idea, no one dares to directly resist such a powerful blow, and so far, no one has been able to hold on to a stick of incense in this room, that is to say, all the cultivators who came to this room before have been eliminated. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qing Yan held a long sword in his hand, a long sword that looked very ordinary, even a little rudimentary, but when Qing Yan held this sword, the temperament of the whole person was already different, he was like a sword, and his sharpness made it impossible to compete with it.

Qing Yan saw the opponent's imposing attack, which contained powerful power, he did not choose to dodge, but poured the spiritual power in his body into the sword in his hand, and rushed out of the tip of the sword with his feet, and slashed forward without any fancy strokes.

"Boom" The powerful power burst out, Qing Yan was shocked by the air flow generated by that power and retreated back five or six steps before standing firm, and the Daoist on the opposite side had already shown a trace of surprise in his eyes at this time, although he only used seven successful powers, but the young man on the opposite side really resisted, you must know that the magic power he cultivated was originally known for his strength, and the cultivators who came to this room before were all knocked down by his powerful power, and they had no ability to resist at all.

There was a hint of excitement in the eyes of the Taoist, he put away his contempt for the first time, and the pace under his feet changed and he was just about to attack, but he didn't know that the young man on the opposite side moved first, and it was very ordinary A few swords were drawn, just as simple as a woodcutter chopping wood.

The Taoist looked at the three sword lights, his eyes were faintly white light flashing on the skin on the surface of his body, he had no intention of dodging, his feet moved and ran straight to Qing Yan in front of him, the sword light roared to the Daoist stretched out his arms to block the vital point of his head and neck, as if he wanted to pass through directly and attack again.

The sword light cut on the Daoist's arms, and there was no scene of flesh and blood breaking, not even a trace of scarring, the Daoist let out a sneer, even if the Tianxuan Realm is strong, how can it hurt the Tianxuan Realm!

At the moment when the Daoist sneered, after the three sword lights crossed his arm, several arcs of lightning suddenly bounced out, easily penetrating through the Daoist's skin into his flesh and blood, and the Daoist immediately noticed a burst of soreness in his body, and a feeling of soreness and numbness in his limbs arose, and another arc quietly climbed towards his heart.

The Taoist hurriedly protected his heart, and the spiritual power in his body dissolved the electric arc, and then the Taoist's eyes narrowed slightly and looked at the young man who had fled to the other direction more than ten zhang away at this opportunity, and said word by word: "Very good, I can actually use the sword technique of the thunder attribute, it seems that I really underestimate you, but this kind of trick, hmph, can only be used once on my body." ”

Qing Yan didn't speak, his body suddenly moved forward, the long sword rippled straight to the neck of the Taoist, the Taoist sneered twice, the majestic spiritual power on his body came out, and his arm waved the long sword away with powerful spiritual power, Qing Yan was not discouraged, and his body was like a fish in the water, and he frequently took out his sword around the Taoist, and each sword was pointed directly at the vital point.

The Taoist relied on his own powerful spiritual power and strength, so that Qing Yan returned in vain every attack, but this young man's fierce swordsmanship and fierce killing moves, Rao is also secretly frightened, every time this young man took out his sword, it was similar to putting people to death, if the other party was also in the condensation realm, the amount of spiritual power was the same as his own, and he was definitely not his opponent.

But now that the Daoist relies on the profundity of the realm, with powerful spiritual power as protection, no matter how fierce the opponent's sword technique is, it can't hurt him, but such entanglemental frequent attacks are to delay time.

If it is really a fight with his life, the final outcome of this frequent attack is that his spiritual power is exhausted and he is killed, but at this time, Qing Yan is just to hold on to a stick of incense, so he is not worried about this, the Taoist is a little angry, he regrets not bringing the weapon with him, otherwise he will never let this young man be so entangled.

Qing Yan was sweating and panting and stopped, and the man was already angry and shouted loudly: "Little cub, your spiritual power is exhausted! ”