Chapter Seventy-Seven: Zi Jin's Millennial Soul Technique (3)

Sitting cross-legged, Zi Jin placed the ten-fist sword horizontally on his crossed legs and began to absorb the soul ring.

After more than an hour, she stood up, her eyes flickering between opening and closing, and her overall momentum also increased.

Two yellow and one purple, three soul rings hung quietly on the hilt of the Ten Fists Sword, emitting a faint fluorescence.

Ling Lu leaned over curiously and asked, "Zi Jin, what is your soul technique?" ”

Hearing Ling Lu's question, Zi Jin turned her head to look, but she was not ready to answer.

She crossed her arms around her chest and snorted coldly, "Hmph, I won't tell you." ”

On the side, hearing Zi Jin's words, Qian Linjue frowned.

"Hey, it's just a thousand-year-old soul skill, what's the big deal, don't even show this, stingy."

"You're ......!" Zi Jin gritted her teeth, for Ling Lu, she was reluctant to show her soul skills, but Qian Linjue was different.

As long as it's Qian Linjue, don't talk about looking at soul skills, even if it's watching ......

Her face flushed at the thought of this.

Qian Linjue looked at her and continued to taunt.

"What's wrong? Is it a useless soul skill? Don't take out things like ants, so as not to stain Young Master Ben's eyes. ”

Zi Jin was so angry that she desperately longed for Qian Linjue's praise in her heart, and Qian Linjue looked at her amazing gaze, and now she couldn't wait to release her soul skills to this blonde man.

But he just said me, is that why I'm too much?

Zi Jin struggled inwardly for a while, and finally gritted her teeth and made a decision.

Put it away, just say what you like!

"Okay, I'...... I'll just cast my soul skills, okay? With that, she turned her head and just saw Linglu's cute face full of curiosity.

"Remember, I showed it to Linglu, not to you!" As if he was angry, he turned his head and said to Qian Linjue, Zi Jin held the ten-fist sword martial soul with both hands, and the blade was aimed at the woodland where no one was in the distance.

"Cut, it's a weak thousand-year-old soul technique, I won't even look at it if you give it to me." Qian Linjue replied disdainfully, her face turned to the side, but her eyes turned back very honestly, staring at Zijin without blinking and full of curiosity.

Although Zi Jin was about to release the soul technique, she had been paying attention to Qian Linjue, and found that his eyes were staring, and the joy in his heart couldn't be suppressed, and the corners of his mouth also rose upward.

She raised her ten-fist sword high, and the purple thousand-year soul ring on the hilt of the sword flashed, and she slashed down with a low shout.

"Chiliu Sword Gang!"

Ten fist sword slashed, three sharp sword qi swirled and shot out, each sword qi rotated into a disc, and the disc spiraled forward during the flight, and the trees hit were all broken into two instantly, and they gradually faded out after a hundred meters.

Looking at the traces of the Ten Fists Sword Soul Technique, Qian Linjue's eyes couldn't help but condense.

This "Chiliu Sword Gang", because it is a slash-type soul skill, is not as gorgeous and cool as the explosion scene, and the momentum is magnificent, but the power is not low at all.

It can be inferred from the number of trees cut in a row, even if it is a soul sect of more than forty levels, it may not be able to stop it, and this is just a sword qi, which is well controlled, and the three sword qi are superimposed, I am afraid that if it is not the soul king, it will be in a hurry.

At this time, Zi Jin had already put away the martial soul, and when she found Qian Linjue's expression, she turned around happily and said proudly: "How is it?" Awesome, right? Let's say okay first, if you are bullied and come to me for protection, I may not necessarily agree. ”