The fierce sword qi broke through the sword, and the invisible qi waves surged inside the sea of knowledge.

In an instant, dozens of staggered and flying spiritual consciousness were shattered, and the awe-inspiring breath, unscrupulous, rushed straight to the center of the sea of consciousness, and Jing Qing's forehead was blurred consciousness.

"It's not good, if your consciousness is destroyed by sword qi, even if you survive, you will become a vegetative person because of the damage to your consciousness."

"In that case, it's better to die directly."

The forehead was as uncomfortable as a pinprick, and the breath of ruin was approaching, and Jing Qing's expression changed suddenly.

The speed at which the sword qi approached was far beyond his imagination, so that he had no time to dodge at all, so he could only bite the bullet and subconsciously urge the spiritual consciousness in the sea of consciousness to stop towards the sword qi.

"Boom!"

Although he was in the sea of knowledge, there was no sound of storage, but Jing Qing really felt a violent roar, echoing in his ears.

Hundreds of spiritual consciousness fragments in the sea of consciousness were shattered in an instant, cracking an incomparably fine gap, and that sword qi drilled out of the gap and pierced into Jing Qing's body.

The consciousness became blurred, and there was a tendency to collapse gradually, but fortunately, after the consumption of hundreds of spiritual senses, although the sword qi was as sharp as ever, it was also much weaker, so it did not disperse Jing Qing's consciousness at the moment of hit.

"It's really powerful, it's obviously just a sword qi."

"You have to find a way, Sword Qi! Sword Qi! I can also use it, but how can I bring sword qi into the sea of knowledge? ”

Taking a deep breath, Jing Qing stabilized his consciousness and began to think about ways to deal with it.

However, the enemy will not wait for him to think, and the villain who failed to kill the enemy with one blow swings the sword again, with him as the center, a silver-white brilliance suddenly bursts out, like an ancient sword that has gone through thousands of years, washing away the lead and regaining its brilliance.

"That's it, metallic sword technique, could it be that if you want to use sword qi in the sea of knowledge, you have to learn the sword technique!"

"I've never really learned the art of swordsmanship!"

His heart sank, and Jing Qing, who had watched the hundreds of sword recipes in the Sword Forest Gate, was very familiar with what happened to the villain.

Qi is like fine iron, look at it? Qiang, this is clearly the vision that appeared after the completion of "Lead Hua Hundred Turns Silver Spirit Sword".

With such strength, Jing Qing is by no means an opponent.

“！”

The sword qi roared, but it was condensed, like a mountain of fine iron, forming an arrogant spring, but it was an incomparably hard and fierce sword of substance, and the shadow of death shrouded him more and more.

Suddenly, the name of a sword method came to mind, Jing Qing gritted his teeth, and simply used the dead horse as a live horse doctor, anyway, there was also the word sword trick on it.

The spirit consciousness flying in the sky suddenly condensed, and then flew at a faster speed, and was rapidly transforming.

Between the collision of spiritual consciousness, it was like a piece of pig iron being polished and forged, gradually revealing a trace of sharpness.

At this moment, the spiritual consciousness in the entire sea of consciousness flowed slowly around Jingqing like a whirlpool, like a tornado, and like a whirlpool in the sea, but if you look closely, it is more like a misty nebula.

"Three Thousand Stars Sword, I have studied it for dozens of days, although I don't have enough strength to use it in the outside world, but here is my sea of knowledge, urging this sword technique, it is definitely not a delusion."

Consciousness manipulates these gradually sharpening spiritual senses to form a whole.

In a trance, Jing Qing seemed to see that a small sword with a handle that was more subtle than water droplets and dust actually constituted a surging and splendid galaxy.

He forgot about the weakness of his consciousness and was completely lost in the galaxy.

At this time, the villain's sword qi was also completely condensed, and the sword blade that bloomed with cold light, the characteristics of rigidity and coldness, felt the same as the real sword weapon, and all of them expressed the true meaning of the word danger.

Head to head.

Jing Qing looked at the flying sword qi in a trance, his heart was empty, the sword qi that had left him helpless and almost killed before, now there was only one word in Jing Qing's eyes - void.

There is nothing on the surface, and now it is not sword cultivation that is performing sword skills, but just a little bit of soul, no matter how rich the experience is, it is only rigid and rigid, and it has lost the agility of the sword.

Being in the galaxy, Jing Qing enjoyed that wonderful feeling, and suddenly there was an impulse in his heart.

Shatter it, shatter that sword qi, and even devour it completely.

The spiritual sense moved at will, revealing the sharp breath that penetrated into the bones, and subconsciously aimed at the most rigid and stiff place of the sword qi, and gently slashed away.

In the first stroke, the sword qi fluctuated slightly, without any damage.

The second time, the sword qi swayed lightly, humming for a while, rippling like water.

In the third blow, the sword qi suddenly stagnated, and the silver-white brilliance suddenly bloomed, instantly shattering all the spiritual consciousness around him, and the speed of flight was even faster.

Squinting his eyes, Jing Qing's mood did not fluctuate, but a familiar picture suddenly appeared in his heart.

It was a map of galaxies, diffuse galaxies, revolving irregularly around the central planet.

The world became clear in the next moment.

Jing Qing's consciousness was clear, he removed all distracting thoughts, his mind was complete, and he was condensed on the star map, and the surrounding qiqi also quieted down.

Agitating consciousness, Jing Qing subconsciously drew according to the star map, urging spiritual consciousness.

The spiritual consciousness gathered, forming a whirlpool, whistling and urging, surging towards the sword qi, like a monster opening its mouth, swallowing it into its belly, crunching and chewing.

And the villain in the distance also seemed to have received an electric shock, and his body suddenly became much darker.

"Okay, with more strength, kill him directly."

Jing Qing was a little dizzy, after all, such a complicated sword technique was too exhausting.

However, in the face of such a brilliant result, there is more excitement and confidence in my heart.

The confidence in this sword technique is also the confidence in oneself.

However, in just a few months, he has grown from a low-level monk who has no power to fight back in the face of the old demon to such a state.

"Click."

The sword of spiritual consciousness surrounded the villain, breaking through the sword qi on his body, and then quickly circled, slashing him in two.

A cloud of blood red suddenly rose from the sea of consciousness, like a fountain of blood, covering the villain who had been transformed into a split soul, and erupted into a dazzling red light.

The light was too dazzling, even if Jing Qing was a conscious body, he had the illusion of facing the sun, and hurriedly closed his eyes.

By the time the red light dissipated, the villain had already disappeared, and if it weren't for the whirlpool spiritual sense, where a few traces of sword qi were still lost, it seemed that nothing had happened.

"That's my left eye."

"What's going on, wait a minute, splitting the soul is also a kind of soul, can it be said......

Looking around at the calm sea of knowledge, Jing Qing suddenly thought of a possibility, and when the spirit sense finished digesting the sword qi, he quickly broke away from the sea of knowledge and summoned the power hidden in his left eye.

Sure enough, in addition to his own information, there was another extra text on the virtual panel.

Sword Spirit: 1/??

"The Spirit of the Sword? What is it? “

Jing Qing was a little dazed.