Chapter 487: Let the Sword Speak
Even if Zhong Junxiu is very weak in this world now, the personality he has cultivated from nearly a dozen universes makes him still like a future lion king who is temporarily forbearant and low-key, everything in his eyes is the future king's land in the future, and the people he meets are the same, and they will become his people or enemies in the future.
The enemy, naturally, is those restless people who do not care about breaking the rules, this kind of unstable factor is a headache to clear even if he becomes the master, it is better to clean it up from the beginning, their typical representative is the demon cultivator of this world.
As for passing the battle...... The secrets of the soul will be revealed in every move, from the battle to observe and feel Su Xingjian's fighting style and the sword intent contained in the sword, Zhong Junxiu can spy on the spiritual information energy fluctuations attached to it, so as to find the character meaning behind the fluctuations of these spiritual information energy according to his huge information database.
The so-called sword intent is a kind of sword cultivation day and night practice, when the spiritual energy is mixed into the true qi mana and sword magic weapons of the cultivation, and it is naturally emitted in battle, which will produce a kind of spiritual energy force field, which will have a corresponding auxiliary effect.
Therefore, there are some sword cultivators who can't make a move, and the whole body just exudes sword intent, that is, the coercion formed by the powerful spiritual energy force field, and the skilled can use it as a means of attack to attack the hearts of others.
"My name is Su Xingjian...... You wait here for a while, recently the Sword Canyon has been under the jurisdiction of Ling Tian Pavilion, no one is allowed to fly over its jurisdiction without permission, I will notify one of my junior disciples to come over and apply for a free entry and exit permit for you. ”
Su Xingjian finished this paragraph as quickly as a robot endorsement, and then his golden flying sword that shattered Xiao Xuantian's sword qi also returned to the sword bag on his waist, and then Qinghong rolled up and quickly chased after the female cultivator who had escaped.
Zhong Junxiu watched helplessly as the couple stayed away, leaving him alone, and he had to wait for Su Xingjian's junior brother to come over and apply for an "entry pass" for himself.
However, he was not too anxious, because when he stepped into the vicinity of this Sword Canyon, he had already determined the situation between him and Zhong Xiuxue through telepathy, and both parties were safe.
Su Xingjian's junior brother didn't let Zhong Junxiu wait too long, and about the time to go to the toilet for a small relief, a streamer flew in.
It was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old pink-headed and smooth-faced handsome boy, sitting in a cloud pocket, looking at Zhong Junxiu with a smile, and the two looked at each other.
"You kid doesn't look special, but he's pretty good-looking, could it be that Senior Brother Su always rejects Senior Sister Wan because he has a special hobby in this area?"
In front of Zhong Junxiu, this young man who was talking to himself didn't seem to realize that his words were very disrespectful to the person in front of him.
Sonor!
Zhong Junxiu didn't make a sound, only let the Xuantian Sword Qi in his hand vibrate the air and make a sound similar to the exchange of gold and iron, which was regarded as a wake-up call to the other party, and then the sword qi shot over!
For this kind of arrogant and arrogant little kid, Zhong Junxiu didn't dare to say that he could grasp the opposite character nine times out of ten, but it was not difficult to get to the context at all, so he brazenly interrupted the pretending force on the other side.
The young monk was a little surprised, but he was not flustered, and his hands were immediately sealed to assist in casting spells, and at the same time, his body floated and retreated.
Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi and the True Qi Mana released by him converged and pulled, countless talisman seeds were like characters forming lines of code and then forming a paragraph of command, and finally when the young monk finished casting the spell, these talisman seeds formed a dragon-shaped white qi in front of him, which was more than ten meters long, and flew straight into the three-foot-long dark black Xuantian Sword Qi.
The sword qi is like a sword, the dragon qi is like a dragon, the two fight, stirring the wind and clouds all around, and the aftermath of the collision of true qi mana caused the sleeves of the two people to fly together a hundred meters away.
Xuantian Sword Qi continued to attack the white dragon qi in a clever position, slashing sword after sword on its fat dragon body, only peeling the skin and flesh, but the flesh and blood of this dragon were all composed of pure heaven and earth vitality, so even if the volume was constantly reduced, a group of talisman seeds in the core were always intelligently controlling the remaining amount of heaven and earth vitality, forming a white cloud dragon with a body shape that was still intact like a dragon.
However, the white cloud dragon is not a soft persimmon, after the first few times it found that the opponent was slippery like a swimming fish, it no longer tried to predict the opponent's route in advance, but after being attacked, it had a hard-to-head confrontation with the Xuantian Sword Qi for the first time.
The young cultivator behind the scenes, thinking about it, is a disciple of a great sect from Lingyun Pavilion, and in terms of the depth of foundation accumulation and the majesty of mana, he must be far more first-class than these scattered cultivators, and with this kind of scoundrel hard attrition, he has already lost a step forward.
"You're not very old, I didn't expect to have this kind of kung fu, it's not bad, if you obediently tie your hands, maybe I can still introduce you into our Ling Tian Pavilion."
The young monk held his head high and said to him lightly, as if he was showing kindness to himself, not only that, but the young monk said almsgiving words without lightening his hands, as if he wanted to subdue him from body to mind.
Zhong Junxiu didn't say anything, when fighting, unless he deliberately misled the enemy, he couldn't see his mind from any of the natural reactions of his body.
Therefore, to understand Zhong Junxiu's thoughts, those who are familiar with him will understand, directly from the action.
Because Zhong Junxiu's actions are often very concise and direct.
Rumble!
Just like at this time, Zhong Junxiu didn't say a word, raised his hand and threw out more than a dozen feet long Xuantian sword qi, and controlled the mental energy control program part of their energy body with powerful mental energy multi-threading, so that they could make all kinds of wonderful changes at will, and the mental energy control core built into the sword qi also had a certain low-level intelligence, which could understand simple commands and carry out remote automatic guidance.
Because just now Zhong Junxiu just wanted to use the way he communicated with Su Xingjian before, to make this young monk wake up first, and let him realize that he was not the kind of object that could be ignored aside, so he didn't use too strong means, just a sword qi in his hand, but he didn't expect it to backfire, but the other party thought that this was his true ability, so he despised him again.
Now that it has become the current scene, Zhong Junxiu knows that he can only use thunderbolt means to subdue the guy in front of him, but it is more likely that the other party will become angry after the defeat, and the relationship between the two sides will deteriorate again.
Zhong Junxiu is also helpless in this regard, nine times out of ten, everything in the world is unsatisfactory, spare him can be counted as heaven and earth, and there are still changes in people's hearts that are difficult to exhaust.