Qimai, sure enough, has something peculiar, and it can even be repaired automatically.

I didn't know how to feel for a while. Because there is no record of the strange vein in the ancient books, even the classical book inherited in the depths of his mind only mentions this name, and there is no detailed record at all.

What is a bit of a constraint is that when the purple qi overflows and wants to repair the broken place, it will be affected by the Thousand Absolute Actions. As long as his power is squandered in his eyes, the range of movement is too large, and the speed of purple qi repair will be stagnant for a few points.

"It's hard for me."

Qianjue frowned.

None of the three people on the opposite side are fuel-efficient lamps, and once they stop moving, they can't keep the other party in order. The cruelty of these people, he had already understood from the beginning.

However, he was afraid that the Hongmeng purple qi overflowing from his body, in case it disappeared this time, he didn't know when it would appear again. If it doesn't show up, that's bad. After all, the strange vein is different, and it can't be compared with the ordinary Yuan vein.

In desperation, Qianjue could only stop the killing methods in his hand and only defend but not attack.

"Huh? Isn't this kid poor in donkey skills? "The other party was very sharp, and immediately noticed a thousand changes.

"Huh! I'll just say that being so arrogant at a young age is just a three-board axe. The man with the broken arm sneered, but he personally stepped on the field and once again used his drastic methods.

The man who had been knocked unconscious shook his head vigorously, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he attacked again.

I have to say that these three people are worthy of being masters, whether it is the strength of the body or the strength of the soul, they are far beyond ordinary people. The skills, martial arts, and spells are even more extraordinary.

Qian Jue didn't show much embarrassment, and while retreating step by step, the lotus mark floated in the center of his eyebrows. He's brewing a killer move.

"Whew!"

A sword set off a raging wave, the edge was exposed, and it fell on Qianjue's arm, and a wound suddenly opened, and blood flowed.

"Whew!"

The blade slashed and fell against Qianjue's chest, and when he was about to dodge, the blade suddenly deflected, slashing under his ribs, his clothes shattered, and the knife edge was an inch deeper.

"Haha! Die! ”

The man with the broken arm didn't know when there was an extra steel hammer in his hand, which weighed a hundred catties, and his left hand was clenched, and he stepped forward and smashed it towards Qianjue's head.

In the distance, wrapped in the night, a weak figure stood quietly on a high place, overlooking the scene of the fight below, with no joy on his face.

It was only when the man's steel hammer was about to fall on Qianjue's head that the man's old eyes flashed a little.

But he still didn't make a move, because he believed in this young man, and even more in his own vision.

"Although I am old and dizzy, and my life is short, I am fortunate to have such a successor before I die." The national teacher was very pleased to see Qianjue's performance.

Although he didn't know that Qianjue had the strength to kill these three people but stop it, he still believed that he would be able to get through it.

And in the same way, in the moonlight, in the connected palaces, on one roof, there was a white-haired man who was quietly fighting, his gaze penetrated the distant void, and fell on Qianjue.

The existence of this person has not even been discovered by the national teacher!

The national teacher didn't know why Qianjue stopped, but he knew. But he didn't move the whole time, as if he had become one with the void.

After a long time, he sighed and said, "This kind of opportunity is really enviable. ”

…………

Just as the steel hammer was about to fall on the top of Qianjue's head, at the last moment, Qianjue Qianjue's body suddenly erupted with infinite coercion.

"Boom!"

The momentum is majestic and mighty, causing a hurricane to set off in the sky.

At the same time, a white long sword rushed out from the center of Qianjue's eyebrows, a hundred, extremely sharp, and cold.

Each one is a crippled sword, but each one has a crippled supreme sword technique, and each one has slaughtered a world.

"Puff puff!"

The sudden remnant sword soul made the person with the broken arm defenseless at all, and the body was directly penetrated, and the blood holes on the body were transparent before and after, and there were hundreds.

Although Qian Jue can no longer use the power of his body, he can pull the soul! At this moment, he didn't have any reservations, and took out a part of the remnant sword soul hidden in the divine soul space.

Although it is only a part, it is enough to deal with the people at the moment.

"This ...... What's going on? ”

The remaining two people were suddenly blindsided. Obviously, the situation has been decided, and Qianjue is about to be stoned to death, how can it be reversed in an instant, and it is actually his own person who died.

"I'll tell you what's going on."

Qian Jue raised his eyes, his gaze was leisurely, and while controlling hundreds of long swords, a sword appeared behind him.

It was a complete sword, majestic and natural, although it was silent and silent, it appeared silently, but it seemed to involve the storm and clouds of rebellion, so that the surrounding void could not help but cause violent ripples.

"That's ...... The martial soul of a pure warrior? ”

One of them's eyes widened in disbelief what he was seeing.

"Oh my God! He...... He was really a pure martial artist? ”

The other, however, by virtue of his own guesses, was frightened, trembling and staggering like a sieve.

That's right, since the joint ban and forbidden martial arts of the immortal Dao masters on this continent 10,000 years ago, there has never been a real martial artist, because the environment is no longer suitable, and no one can break through the limit. Even the extremely talented martial saint can't, he can only become a saint, not a god.

But right now, this little boy is actually a pure martial artist?

Qian Jue pursed his lips, it was not his martial spirit, but an immortal. His martial soul was so weird that even he didn't dare to use it easily.

And only immortals, it is enough.

"Slash!"

Led by the Immortal Long Sword, a hundred remnant sword souls slashed at the two people horizontally and vertically, attacking indiscriminately.

After a few breaths, the two of them collapsed in a pool of blood, unable to stand up again.

"Whew-"

Qian Jue looked at the few people who no longer had the breath of the Life Sutra, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. And the remnant sword, immortal spirit, etc., have already taken the initiative to return to the body.

His face was very pale and his head was splitting.

Even though his divine soul power is extremely strong, it is only compared to ordinary people, and it is far from reaching the point where he can control the killing methods at will. That is, because Zhang Tianshi and the broken arm have already been killed, if the two of them are still there, he will not be able to afford the price he will have to pay if he uses the power of the divine soul to kill.

If you're not careful, you'll die before the other party.

"Luckily, we won."

With great difficulty, he stood up, found a secluded place, and began to recuperate his soul and restore his strange veins.

And just after the figure of Qianjue disappeared, the national teacher didn't know when he had appeared in the position of Qianjue just now, and looked at the three people lying on the ground, and Zhang Tianshi, who had gone crazy, his old eyes were not wavering. He looked in the direction of Qianjue's disappearance and was silent for a moment, then disappeared again.