Chapter 482: Each Means of Implementation
Strike first! Shen Qing dealt with it indifferently, but he didn't want to give the so-called young master any chance to fight back at all!
The young master only felt a suffocating spiritual pressure enveloping him, and the surging wind not only made his black hair flutter with it, but also seemed to be bound by some invisible force all over his body, and the spiritual power in his body was stagnant!
This is the power of the dragon slaying slash! The wind is shrouded! The radius is all in the spiritual power confinement!
It's late, it's fast! The dazzling blue light instantly annihilated the figure of the young master!
At the moment when the young master was annihilated by that dazzling blue light, suddenly, a golden light suddenly shone from the blue light!
The young master's body suddenly collapsed and turned into countless fragments!
And the aftermath of the blue light still didn't stop, accompanied by the sound of "snort", the miserable howl was loud, and the blue light flew quickly from the bodies of the disciples of the Zhentian Sect behind the young master, and for a while, the blood rain swayed, and the flesh and blood flew sideways!
Click!
The aftermath of the blue light sliced into a huge strange rock, and a deep trace appeared on the surface of the strange stone, and the rubble flew and the blue light disappeared.
This slash not only smashed the young master to pieces, but none of the disciples standing in a straight line behind him were spared, and the rest of the power also extended to the boulder behind him, if it weren't for the huge size of the boulder, I'm afraid it wouldn't have left a deep trace.
"Huh!"
A light sigh came out of Shen Qing's mouth, this slashing power, in his mind, the young master had absolutely no chance of being spared, but he soon sensed that something was wrong, the young master seemed to be torn to pieces by the shrouded Gangfeng, but no blood stains appeared, and even the stump and flesh were not half visible.
In midair, a pale green talisman fluttered down.
Shen Qing's eyes flashed slightly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and with his understanding of the talisman, he recognized at a glance that the green talisman was actually an extremely rare stand-in talisman.
"Die!"
The wind was whistling, and Shen Qing felt an arc of cold light coming towards his neck!
Shen Qing almost didn't think about it, his body flickered, and an afterimage flashed out in an instant!
The arc of Dawson's cold light was extremely fast, and it disappeared into the afterimage with lightning speed! The cold light shone! It actually split the afterimage that flashed out in half!
It's a pity that the afterimage is an afterimage after all, Shen Qing's figure disappeared, and where he disappeared, a figure emerged, it was the young master who seemed to have been torn into "pieces" before.
The young master was holding a spirit sword, his face was gloomy, and he had not come back to his senses before, but he was slashed by the earth, if it weren't for the stand-in charm attached to his chest to block the catastrophe, he was afraid that he would really be cut into a pile of minced meat.
The young master's fighting experience is not bad, the stand-in charm is incomparably wonderful, and the moment he replaces his body, he can teleport invisibly and take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack. This sneak attack, full of thought that he could split the kid in half, but unexpectedly, the kid was extremely slippery, and his body was weird, and this slash was actually cut in the air.
At this time, Shen Qing was standing outside the main number of zhang, his clothes fluttering, and he said indifferently: "Your Excellency is a good means." β
The young master stared at Shen Qing with resentment in his eyes, and snorted coldly: "Each other." β
"Then, take me another trick and try it. The corners of Shen Qing's lips hooked up a hint of laughter, his figure shook again, and his figure disappeared in place!
The young master's gaze froze, and the spirit sword in his hand burst out with a dazzling light, instantly turning into hundreds of sword shadows, shooting away in all directions!
"Ahh
"Ahhh
I only heard a miserable howl from the disciples of Zhentian Sect, and the young master was shocked when he heard it in his ears, and when he looked at it, he couldn't help but tear his eyes, and an uncontrollable anger instantly filled his chest.
The moment Shen Qing's figure disappeared in place, the young master knew that his body was weird, and he didn't dare to slack off, and the spirit sword in the hand of the imperial envoy conjured up a hundred sword shadows, this move was to attack instead of defending, no matter from which direction, it was within the attack range of the sword shadow!
The foundation building monks and the Qi cultivation period monks were not at the same level at all, I saw Shen Qing flash into the crowd of Zhentian Sect people, his figure was erratic, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, and everywhere his body passed, a Dao Sen cold light shone with it, and where the light passed, blood rain flew, and one by one the heads rose to the sky!
In an instant, more than 100 disciples of Zhentian Sect were killed without even half of their resistance! The thick bloody aura was even more pervasive, and the ground was full of headless corpses, like a Shura hell.
"Despicable!" the young master shouted angrily, holding a flying sword, and was about to pounce towards Shen Qingfei!
It's just that as soon as the young master's figure moved, he felt a touch of incense blowing in his nose, and in front of him, a graceful and beautiful female cultivator stood in front of him.
"This little brother, your opponent is me......"
The beautiful female cultivator's tone was delicate and sweet, but the movements in her hands were ruthless and abnormal, her hands were light, and the Qianqianyu fingers flicked smartly, only to hear the three "snort" three times that broke through the air and sounded softly, and three shimmering golden shuttle-like magic weapons shot out from the Qiantender fingertips!
The beautiful female cultivator who made the move was none other than Liu Manyun, according to the agreement between her and Shen Qing, once Shen Qing killed the disciples of Zhentian Sect, the young master would have to be dragged down by her.
It stands to reason that Shen Qing's strength is much stronger than Liu Manyun's, and it is most appropriate for him to deal with the young master, but looking at Liu Manyun's eager appearance, Shen Qing is not good at stopping her interest.
Liu Manyun's attack can be described as ruthless, the young master snorted coldly, his heart moved, and a silver shield flashed out in an instant!
Bang Bang Bang!
I only heard the sound of three metal impacts sounding one after another, and the silver magic shield let out a violent tremor, and the three golden shuttles that hit the magic shield bounced back one after another!
The young master blocked the blow, and the spirit sword in his hand burst out with a dazzling light, and he swung forward violently, instantly turning into a sword qi that was long and long, and slashed at the beautiful female cultivator!
This slash was extremely fast, and the beautiful female cultivator did not dare to take its edge, her delicate body shook, and her figure retreated sharply.
The young master seemed to expect that the beautiful female cultivator would not dare to resist, so he laughed fiercely, and the spiritual power in his hand urged, and the sword qi was full of light, and the length of his sword qi suddenly increased by two zhang, following him like a shadow, firmly locking the beautiful female cultivator in the arc attack range.
The spiritual power contained in the sword qi was extremely amazing, and before he could get close, he could feel a strong wind coming, stabbing his skin painfully.
Between the lightning and flint, the swift sword qi was less than two feet in front of her! And Liu Manyun's figure had retreated to the extreme, and there was no time to transform the spiritual power in the body again!
If you can't retreat, you can only resist!
Liu Manyun's heart moved, and when he saw the disc-shaped magic weapon shining out!
The wheel that seems to be used for weaving is shining with gold, and the previous three pieces of golden shuttle are obviously used for matching with this wheel! Such magic weapons are only used by female cultivators, and they are usually used for spindling and weaving, and when they are fighting, they are used for attack and defense! The spiritual power contained in this set of magic weapons recruited by Liu Manyun is not weak, and the quality is already superb.
It's just that no matter how superb it is, it is only a magic weapon, but the spirit sword in the young master's hand is a spirit weapon, and its quality is still of the highest grade.
The result of the spirit weapon against the magic weapon was not any surprise, just listening to the "click", the golden wheel was destroyed by the sword qi released by the spirit sword!
Liu Manyun snorted, the magic weapon that had been sacrificed was destroyed, and it also traumatized her heart, but the residual power of the sword qi was still strong, and she continued to fly down!
They are both foundation building monks, how can there be such a big difference?
Liu Manyun couldn't help but let out a sigh in her heart, at this time, her face was pale, and her heart was cold, originally she thought that she could hold back the young master with her own cultivation, but she never thought that she couldn't even stand up to a move!
The sword qi was coming, and she had no time to sacrifice the magic weapon, so she could only release the protective light shield and obey the destiny of heaven as much as possible.
"Bang la"!
The protective light shield cracked like a papier-mΓ’chΓ©, and the sword qi with amazing spiritual power slashed straight towards Liu Manyun's delicate body without half a point of stagnation.
When the sword qi came to his body, he saw that Liu Manyun would be torn apart by the cold sword qi, and suddenly, Liu Manyun only felt that his body was light, as if he had been pulled by something, and then he felt a trace of heat floating into his ears.
"Senior Sister Liu, are you alright......?"
Liu Manyun calmed down, only to realize that his body was leaning on a warm embrace, and Shen Qing's delicate face was close at hand.
Obviously, in the midst of the crisis, he was saved by this Senior Brother Shen.
The lingering heat in his ears was still there, crispy and itchy, Liu Manyun only felt that her delicate body was hot, and a strange feeling rose in her heart, and her pretty face was red.
"I'm fine......" Liu Manyun replied with a little shyness.
"Boy, you dare to slaughter all my men!" At this time, I only heard the young master's resentful words.
Shen Qing raised his eyebrows, looked at the young master, and said lightly: "Don't worry, it's your turn soon." β
"It's up to you, boy, it's not that this young master underestimates you, if you can fight me, you won't avoid me and kill my men!"
When the young master said this, it was obvious that Shen Qing had not fought with him head-on before, and he was afraid of himself. And he relied on high-grade spiritual weapons, so that Liu Manyun, who was also a foundation builder, had no power to fight back, and he was full of confidence.
The young master laughed fiercely, and said: "Those wastes will be killed if they are killed, this young master is not distressed, but you, hehe, this young master will not kill you, but will only capture you alive, and then take down all these female disciples around you, when the time comes, you will open your eyes and take a good look, and see how this young master plays with your female disciples of the Ethereal Peak!"
The young master shouted unbridled in his mouth, and his eyes swept back and forth towards the bumpy and delicate bodies of the female disciples of the Ethereal Peak, and his eyes were not only resentful, but also the greedy **.
"Oh, I'm afraid you don't have this chance!"
Shen Qing snorted slightly, slowly raised one hand, stretched out his index finger and lightly touched it forward!