Of course, everyone present understands what it means to practice qi, that is a group of people who pursue the way of immortality and long-term vision, and pursue the Tao and ascend to immortals.

And unlike those civilians, the civilians do not have enough self-protection ability, and can only pin their hopes on the immortal gods when they encounter trouble, hoping that there will be immortals to save themselves, but the disciples of the Qingcheng faction are all ruthless people who have fought in the rivers and lakes, so compared with the ethereal immortals, they are more willing to believe in their martial arts and sharp blades.

Therefore, even if they had seen a supernatural existence like a clay puppet before, they knew in their hearts that this thing might be related to the Taoist in front of them, but the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect still laughed when they heard the words of the thunderstorm.

Qi practitioner? How can there be any real qi practitioners, even the puppet that rushed in just now is just a trick of some charlatans, just like those so-called Void Hanging Ropes, Box Thorn Blades and other tricks, right?

Otherwise, if it was really a legendary qi practitioner, how could the means used be so weak? That puppet was smashed to pieces by them with a single palm, and if a real qi practitioner was at this level, then there was nothing to be afraid of.

However, these Qingcheng disciples have seen clay puppets before, so they are not so presumptuous when they laugh, but Yu Canghai has no such scruples, he has never seen a clay puppet, he leaned back and fell with a smile, almost out of breath.

Qi practitioner? It's a really good joke......

Listening to the mocking laughter from the other side, Lei Storm's face did not change at all, and he took out a short sword from the box that Lin Zhennan took with a calm expression, the short sword was only the size of his palm, and it was inconspicuous in the palm of his hand.

However, no matter how ordinary the short sword is, it is also a sharp weapon, seeing his movements, the faces of the Qingcheng Sect disciples present changed, and at the same time, they drew their swords out of their sheaths and became vigilant.

"Qi practitioner? I've been traveling north and south for so many years, and I've seen a lot of people who claim to be qi practitioners! Yu Canghai, who was a self-sustaining artist, turned a blind eye to the thunderstorm's movements, and said with a contemptuous expression: "It's just some juggling tricks, you can only bluff those fools in the countryside, and now you deceive me, that's really looking for death!" ”

"Really?" Thunderstorm smiled slightly, stretched out a finger and wiped it from the knife, and he called out in his heart, "Arise, my creation, I have given you the skill of rapid flight!" ”

It was the first time Thunderstorm had tried to give Ignition Expertise, and the results lived up to his expectations.

With his call, a melodious sword roar rippled, and the short sword trembled lightly as if it had come to life in an instant, and then rose from its palm, circling and flying around the thunderstorm's body like a swimming fish, reflecting a little sword light in the sunlight.

The faces of everyone present changed greatly, and Yu Renhao and Fang Renzhi, who were walking slowly, paused their steps, and at the same time showed an unbelievable look of horror, the previous clay puppet They could think of it as a trick in the rivers and lakes, but the scene in front of them was different.

This is the legendary flying sword......

"I have the art of the sword, please give it a try!" In this dead silence, Lei Storm raised his head, his gaze was more than Renhao and Fang Renzhi, and fell directly on Yu Canghai's body, and then said softly.

"Hurry back!" Yu Canghai was the first to react, he drew his sword and flew up, and at the same time shouted loudly.

Yu Renhao and Fang Renzhi reacted at this time, looking at the flying sword circling around the thunderstorm, their scalps suddenly became numb, and their mouths were as bitter as eating a pound of coptis-------- they kicked the iron plate, this flying short sword can't be faked, is it a real qi practitioner?

Now they didn't think much about this situation, and when they heard the loud shouts of their own masters, the two of them flew back with all their strength at the same time, but at this moment, a clear sword sound came into their ears, and the flying sword flying around the thunderstorm burst out with a cloud of sword light, and disappeared in an instant.

Fast, it's too fast......

Whether it was Lin Zhennan, who was watching, or Yu Renhao and others, who bore the brunt of the attack, they couldn't see the appearance of the flying sword clearly at this moment, all they could see was a strip of light flashing in the air, and they couldn't even catch up with their eyes.

As soon as Yu Renhao and Fang Renzhi raised the long sword in their hands, they screamed at the same time, blood splashed on their necks, blood sprayed out like a fountain, and almost half of their necks were cut off, obviously unable to survive.

The blood that spurted out from their necks had not yet fallen, and the same scream had already been heard in the courtyard, and the sword light bypassed Yu Canghai and pounced directly into the crowd, and the dozen or so ordinary disciples of Qingcheng were even more unlucky, and before they could even react, a large ball of blood erupted from their necks, and they fell to the ground like harvested crops.

The time they let out their screams was so close that when it reached the ears of others, it was as if there was only one scream, and you could see how swift the sword was.

Yu Canghai was dumbfounded, the Qingcheng faction had long since declined, the disciples under the sect were all crooked melons and cracked dates, Yu Renhao and Fang Renzhi were already rare leaders among them, although these ordinary disciples brought this time were not as good as the two of them, but they were also the elite of the faction, and now they were all folded here, how could he accept this?

However, at this moment, he couldn't care about his anger, as the others fell, an indescribable chill swept over, and at this moment he finally felt the feeling of Yu Renhao and Fang Renzhi just now, that is, it was too fast, so fast that even if his eyes barely caught the traces of the flying sword, it was difficult for his body to react accordingly.

The almost instinctive instinct cultivated by decades of sword training finally came into play at this moment, he closed his eyes slightly, not looking at the bright sword light, and the long sword in his hand shook out a sword flower, slashing down in the direction where the aura of death was the strongest in the sense.

In the next second, his subordinates suddenly sank, and the crisp sound of metal knocking came into his ears, and Yu Canghai was overjoyed: "Blocked!" ”

But the joy that had just emerged turned into horror in an instant, and there was an incomparably heavy impact on his arm, as if the long sword slashed not a short sword, but a heavy hammer weighing hundreds of pounds head-on, and the huge and incomparable force shook his arm numb, and his arm involuntarily swayed high, revealing the gap in his chest.

"Oops!" As soon as this thought was born, there was a cold feeling in his chest, and the sword light that was originally slashed at his neck was blocked by this, and stabbed down to his chest, and then went straight through his body under the effect of residual strength, leaving a bloody wound on his right chest.

"How can there be so much force?" Yu Canghai, whose face was distorted, didn't care about the injury, he just roared in disbelief, he thought that although his internal strength was not the best, it was also a first-class level in the rivers and lakes, this sword was full of internal strength, even if it was a heavy shield, it could be cut with a sword, how could it be shaken open by a short sword?

Hearing his roar, a smile flashed in the thunderstorm's eyes, the truth that speed brings power, Yu Canghai may not necessarily understand, but the thunderstorm from the earth is very clear.

The bullet warhead of the AK rifle on the earth weighs less than eight grams, and it can penetrate the brick wall and iron plate at the muzzle velocity of 700 meters per second, and although the speed of this short sword is not as fast as the bullet, the weight is dozens of times that of the bullet, if it were not for Yu Canghai's internal force to offset most of the impact force, this block would even shatter the bones in his arm.

However, it was naturally impossible for him to explain these reasons to Yu Canghai, and the latter obviously did not have the intention of staying to find the answer, he covered the wound with one hand, turned around and jumped up without saying a word, borrowed a little bit of strength on the wall next to him, and jumped directly on the roof, obviously trying to escape.

The martial artist who cultivates internal strength has a strong vitality, and his right chest is not a vital point, so he can't die, but after being hit so hard, I'm afraid he can't even exert his strength, and he couldn't take the blow of the flying sword when his body was intact before, and now he naturally can't do it, so he also understands that if he doesn't leave, he really can't leave.

Looking at Yu Canghai's departing back, the thunderstorm had no intention of intercepting, he stretched out his hand to make a false move, and the sharp sound of breaking the air stopped abruptly, and the flying sword light fell into the palm of the thunderstorm like a tired bird returning to the nest, he glanced at it quietly, and then put away the short sword in his hand, and then said lightly: "Since you can take the sword of the poor road, then let you live!" ”

A simple and plain sentence, showing the demeanor of the predecessors......

Hearing this sentence from behind, Yu Canghai, who had just jumped on the roof, staggered, and an indescribable shame and resentment suddenly surged into his heart, not long ago, he was still laughing at the other party, but he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, he couldn't even take the other party's sword, not only the disciples died, but even he had to flee with serious injuries like a lost dog.

As the saying goes, the higher you climb, the heavier you fall, his arrogance and ridicule before, but now in retrospect, they have become a slap in the face, and he feels as if his face is swollen, and extremely strong resentment and shame sweep through his body, making him want to turn around and fight with the other party immediately.

However, reason still suppressed the impulse, and he could only roar in his heart: "Today's humiliation will be repaid a hundred times in the future!" Then he left in a hurry.

Seeing Yu Canghai running away without looking back, the thunderstorm breathed a sigh of relief unknowingly, in fact, Yu Canghai's sword had already distorted and deformed his cottage flying sword, and it couldn't be used at all, and the effect of ------- force was twofold, and his cottage flying sword was not a real flying sword after all.

What's even worse is that the spiritual power that needs to be consumed after the transcendent point is given to the specialty has skyrocketed countless times, just two or three seconds of confrontation, he already feels a little dizzy, according to his estimates, even if he fights hard, I'm afraid it can only last for about ten seconds.

But fortunately, it was finally bluffed......