Chapter Seventy-Seven: Qingxiao Sword Technique

The valley was once beautiful, but now it has become potholes, with large and small trees falling to the ground scattered, and the relatively flat ground is full of deep pits smashed by boulders. The karmic fire that fell with the meteorite from the sky was also very peculiar, and it did not burn plants and trees, and gradually disappeared after landing.

Compared to the survival of the grass and trees, most of the alien beasts that did not have time to escape from this place were robbed, and the traces of different sizes on the ground are proof of their existence before they were alive.

The iron-eater pulled the flat-headed old thief out of a meteorite and held it upside down. If it weren't for the fact that the karmic fire on it had long since disappeared, the flat-headed old thief, who was the culprit, might have to suffer a lot.

"Lao Tzu, look where you're running. ”

The flat-headed old thief, who knew that it was difficult to get out, sighed, and said in his heart that this time it was really unlucky, why didn't the realm gate open early or late, but it opened at the critical time of its escape, and fortunately, the immortal happened to appear directly above, causing it to hit its head hard.

Thinking of this, the flat-headed old thief hated itchy, and raised his eyes to look at the gate of the realm, remembering the appearance of the person who opened the gate, so as to avenge today's broken path.

I saw that above the gate of the realm, there were four young men standing, the first one was a purple-robed man who was handsome and extraordinary, with a kind smile on his face, but he had a noble and indescribable bearing, which made people want to approach but inevitably feel ashamed, just like the moon in the sky, watching the moon in the water, although it felt very close to him, but in fact, it was unattainable.

Next to the purple-robed man was a man in green clothes, handsome, and his demeanor was respectful when he talked to the purple-robed man, but he was only superficial, and the confident bearing between his hands and feet showed his inner pride.

After that, there were two young men in moon-white robes, who were quite similar to Fang Xiu's clothes, but the small sword pattern embroidered on his chest was much simpler. At this moment, they were so angry by Qian Wanneng's words that their faces were flushed, and they scolded Qian Wanneng.

"You... Do you know who we are, and how dare you speak to us like that? ”

Qian Wanneng smiled, clasped his arms and said, "Hey, Uncle Ben doesn't care who you are, don't accept it?" ”

After speaking, Qian Wanneng slapped the storage bag, and several treasures flew out around him, and then stretched out a finger to hook it upward, looking arrogant, "Come here!"

Because of their status, those two teenagers are usually pampered in the sect, and most of them are also drunk to other junior brothers, how can they be treated like this.

One of the teenagers trembled a little with anger, and said straight to his mouth: "Native, what a barbaric native. ”

The other young man couldn't stand this grievance, and he didn't want to lose face in front of the purple-robed man next to him, so he immediately summoned his natal sword and rushed towards Qian Wanneng.

Qian Wanneng saw that although the young man was so angry that he lost his discipline, the sword momentum he sent out was not to be underestimated, and the sword light was like a green dragon falling, unstoppable.

"What a domineering sword trick. Qian Wanneng couldn't help but praise, stretched out his hand, and a white bottle magic weapon met the young man's sword momentum, "But when you use it, it looks like a wild bull." ”

Boom!

The white bottle magic weapon exploded in mid-air, and the strong aftermath of the explosion swept towards the young man, who was caught off guard by this never-before-seen way of fighting, and hurriedly turned his sword around to protect himself. Although the aftermath did not hurt him, the violent force of the shock shook him away.

"Feng Nan!" the young man above shouted eagerly, and then jumped down from the boundary gate, stopping Feng Nan's upside-down figure in mid-air.

"You, you're cheating!" Feng Nan stabilized his figure, and after standing still, he pointed at Qian Wanneng, and said angrily.

Qian Wanneng spread his hands and replied: "Your sword can be used in battle, so why can't my treasure, how can this be said to be a fraud." You can learn from me, too. ”

Feng Nan wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to speak, so he froze in place for a while, glaring angrily at Qian Wanneng.

The young girl muttered: "Although I can't say what's wrong, I always feel that this fat man is a bit of a bully." ”

The Iron Eater shook his head and disagreed: "The fight was originally to divide the winners and losers, no matter what he is, it is a good thing to be able to win." ”

Qian Wanneng was happy to hear it in his heart, since he entered the Divine Power Realm, his fighting style has been quite criticized. Many supernatural beings are deeply disgusted by the powerful means of money. Some people even maliciously speculated behind their backs that if Qian Wanneng's sect fell and lost this alternative way of fighting, Qian Wanneng's would be just a waste that couldn't even be defeated by ordinary people entering the Xuan Realm.

The old brother was right. Qian Wanneng smiled and turned back to the iron-eating beast and said, at this moment, he suddenly felt that the tall and fat black and white beast was the cutest creature in the whole world.

"But your baby knows how to throw things, it's really a bit obscene. The iron-eating beast found a tender bamboo out of nowhere, took a bite and continued.

Qian Wanneng had a black line on his face, laughed dryly, and was about to defend himself. Qin Shaoyan, who was standing not far from him, suddenly changed his face and said loudly: "Be careful behind!"

Before Qian Wanneng turned around, he immediately felt a very domineering aura pressing on his body, not only his body, but even the space around his body seemed to be imprisoned.

Although he couldn't see the situation behind him, Qian Wanneng could feel that behind him, there was a pair of huge eyes watching him, very powerful but without a trace of emotion. At this moment, Qian Wanneng lost the perception of his surroundings, and the figures of Qin Shaoyan and the others gradually blurred and disappeared, Qian Wanneng could feel it, only the eyes behind him that ignored everything.

"Hehe, native fat man, dare to look down on me, prepare to die. Feng Nan, who had been despised by Qian Wanneng before, retreated for several miles, hanging in the air, surrounded by a cyan cyclone, in which there was a faint sound of dragon groaning.

The tip of the sword is pointed obliquely, and the target is the money almighty below.

"Senior Brother Feng, this move is too powerful, you might kill him. On Feng Nan's side, another young man's eyes couldn't bear it.

"Shut up, Senior Brother Lu Cheng, I have my own measure, you can protect the Fa for me. Feng Nan scolded, his eyes were full of excitement at this time, and the divine power was constantly injected into the natal sword, how could there be half a point of restraint.

"This is the first time I've used the Qingyuan Sword to use all my strength to use this move, indigenous fat man, whether you can survive or not depends on your luck. Feng Nan's expression became more and more excited, and his face was full of eagerness. Then he stretched out two fingers and went straight to Qian Wanneng, "Go!"

In an instant, the heavens and the earth changed color, the wind was fierce, and the cyclone around the Qingyuan Sword gradually turned into a faint green dragon phantom, devouring Qian Wanneng.

"Qingxiao Sword Technique, Falling Dragon. In front of the boundary gate, the man in Tsing Yi, who was originally indifferently looking below, had his eyes lit up and muttered to himself.

"The sword technique created by Qinglong's predecessors is really domineering and abnormal. Even though the purple-robed man had an extremely high vision, he couldn't help but praise when he saw the sword technique used by Feng Nan. Then there was disappointment in his eyes: "It's just that Feng Nan is not good at learning, and he has only learned a shape." ”

The man in Tsing Yi said with a smile: "The Qingxiao Sword Technique, which is known as a town and a realm, even if it is shaped, is enough to make a person who has learned to be among the geniuses of the Ten Thousand Realms, and that person may not be able to stop it." ”

The purple-robed man did not answer, staring at the Qingyuan Sword that stabbed at Qian Wanneg, not knowing what he was thinking.

And in the distance, Fang Xiu, who had fled all the way before, joined several disciples, and the feeling of escaping death made Fang Xiu dare not move for the time being, and waited for the person to be ushered in by the sect with peace of mind, he sat cross-legged on the ground, breathing the divine power in his body that was restless due to too much stimulation of potential.

"Look at it, that seems to be the Qingxiao Sword Technique!" exclaimed Feiyun, who had the most out-of-character temperament.

Hearing this, Fang Xiu immediately got up from the ground and saw the abnormal sky and the conspicuous cyan cyclone in the sky in the distance.

"It's hard to get into a fight with those guys. Fang Xiu was surprised, I don't know who the sect sent over this time, so he can cause trouble.

"Let's go over and see who it is... Teacher and nephew. Fang Xiu originally wanted to say that it was a senior of the sect, but after staring at the powerful but empty attack, he changed his words.

If any of the sect's seniors used such a lame Qingxiao Sword Technique, Fang Xiu said that he would not be able to go back to the sect and beat him fiercely, after all, the Qingxiao Sword Pavilion that moved the worlds really couldn't afford to lose this person.

On the other side, Chen An squatted on the ground, holding a small branch and pulling it through the traces of the black shadow being burned, and muttered: "Why is it burned so cleanly, the storage bag can't be turned over." ”

The big yellow cow chewed on the unknown fruit in his mouth, squinted his eyes and said: "The karmic fire is stained, and if it does not die, it will not be extinguished, it will all turn to ashes, how can there be anything." ”

Chen An did not give up, and continued to tease with the branches. Suddenly, the branch seemed to touch something hard, Chen An's eyes lit up, he picked up the thing, wiped it clean with his sleeve, and then looked at it carefully.

It appeared to be a scrap of metal, three inches wide, black throughout, and very old.

The big scalper leaned over to take a look, and saw that it was just an ordinary, and there were some dilapidated fragments, so he looked away with no interest. Seeing that Chen An took out a silk scarf, carefully wrapped the metal fragments, and hid them in his arms, he sneered: "I don't want this broken thing, you kid is still like a treasure." ”

Chen An smiled and said, "You don't understand this, do you think, this person is burned to the point that he doesn't even have a storage bag, but this thing still exists, what does this mean?"

The big scalper looked at Chen An's smiling eyes, and suddenly realized: "You kid, you are really a chicken thief." ”

Chen An stood up, patted the dust on his body, and said to the big scalper: "We've been running out for so long, presumably it should be okay over there, let's go over and take a look." ”

The big scalper didn't move, and snorted: "You can just go, why are you pulling me, I'm not in the same group as you." ”

When Chen An heard this, the big yellow cow minded his current image, and this place was still several miles away from the place he came from, in this forest full of strange beasts, if one or two came out, Chen An didn't have enough confidence to deal with it.

So he said: "Brother Niu, look at what you said, peers are fate, we all came out of Bluestone City, why are we not in a group." Besides, there are a lot of dangers along the way, without the wise and martial Brother Niu next to me, where do I dare to go. ”

The big scalper couldn't help but raise his nose when Chen An said this compliment, nodded slowly, looked at Chen An with satisfaction and said: "Well, what you kid said also makes some sense, although the strange beasts in this place are not strong, it is relatively easy to eat you alive." Well, for the sake of the time you and my old cow have been together, I will reluctantly accompany you on a trip. ”

Chen An was overjoyed, waiting for the words of the big scalper, and was about to continue to say two beautiful words to please him, but he saw the big scalper raise his head and glance into the distance, and then the conversation changed.

"But there seems to be a new situation over there, and if I want to join in this fun, I'll wronged you first. ”

As soon as Chen An heard this, he immediately felt bad, and when he just asked what grievances he had suffered, he saw the big scalper bow his head suddenly, and his body went to the back of the big scalper uncontrollably.

"You vomit again. ”

"Your uncle..."Chen An shouted with grief and indignation in his heart.