I don't know how long it took, Xuan Qing felt that the fatigue in his body had disappeared, and he got up from the stream.

I felt the true qi in my body carefully, and there was a lot more than before. It seems that this kind of true qi transmitted through the splash of water is quite effective.

Looking at the rushing water, Xuan Qing began to practice Jiaolong killing.

"Titicaca!"

A sword slashed in the stream, and the sword encountered an obstacle in the current, but it was only lightly stranded, and the next moment it passed smoothly.

Xuan Qing slashed faster and faster, and the strength of his arms was more precise than before.

"Nine hundred and ninety-eight, nine hundred and ninety-nine, one thousand!"

When he slashed the thousandth sword, the sharp sword wind, where it passed, cut a shallow, almost invisible gap with the naked eye, which was only the size of a needle tip. In just a moment, the water closed and continued to flow.

Well?

Xuan Qing's brows furrowed slightly, and with his strong spiritual power, he immediately caught this.

He clearly saw that there was a gap where the Phantom Snow Sword passed!

The gap was small, and it was very short-lived, only to be covered by the stream that followed.

Xuan Qing was a little suspicious, he closed his eyes, and tried to recall the scene just now, and then he confirmed:

There are gaps, there are definitely gaps!

He clenched the Phantom Snow Sword with his wrist again, and opened his eyes with all his might, his arms surrounded by true qi, and he gritted his teeth and waved it fiercely.

Laugh at!

A purple light flashed on the Phantom Snow Sword, and the next moment it neatly cut through the water--traversing!

Where the sword passed, the spring stagnated slightly, and a gap was split, and for a brief moment, the stream washed down again, as if nothing had happened.

Xuan Qing's mood was a little excited, this time, he really saw the gap, so clearly existed.

That's great.

Xuan Qing said in his heart.

He literally cut the crevice of the stream, which meant that his swordsmanship was fast enough and sharp enough.

This first form has been fully practiced, and the second form is not far away. As long as the waterfall is successfully cut off, everything is not impossible!!

Xuan Qing's heart added a lot of confidence out of thin air.

As long as he keeps working hard and cutting off the flow of water, it is not a problem.

He walked slowly ashore, and before he knew it, he had been in the stream for a day and a night, and it was time to go inside.

Squatting by the stream, holding the stream with his hand, washing his face, he suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

"Get out of here! ”

Xuan Qing raised his head, and suddenly heard a voice coming from behind him, which was extremely clear.

He slowly turned his face and looked behind him, but he couldn't see anything but the white mist.

But the voice was not an illusion, Xuan Qing neatly pulled out the Phantom Snow Sword and entered the battle state.

He took a step back, leaning his back against a large tree, vigilantly watching the movements around him.

The white mist rose, slowly floating around Xuan Qing, although he still couldn't see anything, Xuan Qing had already vaguely felt the fluctuations of spiritual power around him. -- Someone.

"Which friend, come out!"

Xuan Qing's eyebrows shrugged slightly, and at the same time, the Phantom Snow Sword flew out of his hand, and struck at a thick white mist.

Bite!

The Phantom Snow Sword seemed to hit some hard object, making a crisp sound, and the next moment the dense fog immediately dispersed, revealing three figures in the thick fog.

Xuan Qing raised his hand, and the Phantom Snow Sword made a beautiful whirlwind, returning to his hand again.

One of them swore and scolded.

"Damn, I almost hit Lao Tzu's crotch!"

After the three of them settled their minds, they could see Xuanqing in front of them clearly. Xuan Qing was originally young, and his thin face had a fortitude that he didn't have at this age.

The three of them saw Xuan Qing's face clearly, and immediately showed disdain:

"I was a great character, I turned out to be a doll. ”

The three of them relied on their cultivation to be one level higher than Xuanqing, and their courage immediately increased, and their words were even more presumptuous.

"This territory is ours, doll, get out of here!"

Xuan Qing's face was expressionless, his body did not move, he just stared at the three people in front of him, he was about to leave, and he told people to roll out for no reason, but Xuan Qing did not move.

Seeing that Xuanqing didn't react, one of them couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward and took a few steps, pointed at Xuanqing's nose and scolded:

"You don't have long ears?

", I don't want to kill. ”

Xuan Qing glanced at the man coldly, and his eyes suddenly surged with murderous aura.

Hearing him say this, the man became even more arrogant, "Boy, you are quite crazy." ”

The man drew his sword, glanced at the sharp sword wind, and suddenly sneered and withdrew the sword back into its scabbard.

"Against a crappy cat like you, you don't have to waste my sword at all. ”

With that, he rolled up his sleeves and pounced towards Xuanqing.

Xuan Qing's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he saw the cold light of the Phantom Snow Sword flashing, and the next moment it flew out.

"Fate!"

Jiaolong Kill released the first form, only to hear a plop, the person fell in response, and Xuan Qing's Phantom Snow Sword was inserted in his chest.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, and no one could see how Xuan Qing made the move, and the sword had already pierced the guy's chest.

Fast, it's too fast.

The other two exchanged glances, and were seized by Xuan Qing's dripping momentum, and they didn't dare to step forward for a while.

The strength of this kid in front of him, although he is the eighth layer of condensation, but his combat power is really terrifying!

The two of them stabilized their minds, after all, their companion was killed, and they came up with knives.

"Take your life!"

Xuan Qing still maintained a squatting posture, and he unleashed his powerful mental power, carefully capturing every detail fluctuation around him.

The white mist continued to extend on Xuan Qing's side, and the knife momentum of the two people with long teeth and five grasps, and the sound of the wind running were all captured by Xuan Qing accurately.

The last trace of fluctuation, with a fierce knife wind, slashed down towards Xuan Qing's neck.

Xuan Qing still didn't move, he was just silently waiting for time.

After a breath passed, his eyes lit up suddenly.

It's time to make a move!

The legs, which had long been ready to attack, bounced off the ground, swept into the air, suddenly flipped, and the next moment the Phantom Snow Sword in his hand swung violently.

All the wind and fog seemed to be absorbed by this sword, and with violent force, it stabbed towards the two people.

Snort!

With one sword and two eagles, the Phantom Snow Sword cut the throats of the two at the same time, and the speed of the knife is unique.

After two slight thuds, the two figures stayed where they were for a moment, and the next moment they fell backwards in unison.

With a thud, he fell heavily into the mist.

Taking a breath, Xuan Qing had an incomparably tragic feeling. He knew that it was the blood in the man's heart, the feeling of being ignited and burned.

The impulse of a man with ambition will be felt by anyone, but it is even stronger at this time.

Xuan Qing stood firmly on the ground, looked at the two cold corpses, and said to himself lightly:

"I said, I don't want to kill. ”

At this time, the white mist was shrouded, and the black hair of Xuan Qing fluttered backwards, and where he stood steadily, there seemed to be a dazzling aura of power on his body, which was extremely shocking.

"It's too fierce!"

A voice came, and Xuan Qing's figure froze: "Who?"

The fat and thin disciples of the Qingyang Sect who had been following him flashed out from behind the woods at this time.

"Own people. The fat man said.

Witnessing Xuan Qing kill three people of the ninth layer of condensation within two swords, the thin man didn't dare to question Xuan Qing's combat power, and the two of them, who had not found a partner, chose to try again.

Xuan Qing glanced at them, then pulled out the Phantom Snow Sword and wiped it gently.

"Friends, together. ”

The fat man invited again. The thin man knew that Shicai's words were too much, and his face turned red at this time:

"Hey, I'm looking down on you......"

After saying that, the thin man couldn't go on, and it was very difficult for an arrogant person to bow his head.

The fat man hurriedly smiled, walked over and patted Xuanqing's shoulder, and encouraged:

"Friends, let's take care of each other, after all, the Cloud Forest is not a joke. I can be a guide!"

The fat man's words were still a little bit heard, and Xuan Qing nodded immediately.

After all, in the Cloud Forest, there is still a need for a guide, and this fat man is the most suitable person.

Several people quickly walked towards the depths of the Cloud Forest.

The thin man and Xuanqing didn't look at each other, walking far ahead, separated from Xuanqing by a distance, but the fat man was a little more modest, and chatted with Xuanqing along the way.

Xuanqing hates talking the most on weekdays, so it's just chatting, and most of the fat people talk and answer themselves.

"Big brother, you were so handsome just now!"

"One sword, two kills...... You have to protect me, little brother. ”

Xuan Qing walked forward steadily, ignoring the fat man's words, and only looked at the front.

After walking for a while, the thin man seemed to sense that something was wrong, turned to look at Xuan Qing, and asked in a loud voice:

"Since it's a partnership, we get good things, how can we divide it, there should always be an agreement, right?"

Hearing this, Xuan Qing immediately stood still, he didn't think about it, and said neatly:

"Three-seven open. ”

The thin man immediately smiled, and he thought that it would be good for him and the fat man to have seven points.

"Seven of us, three of you, that's fair. ”

Listening to his laughter, Xuan Qing knew that he must have misunderstood, so he simply endured his temper and emphasized:

"It's me seven, you three!"

These words also came out, and the eyes of the two people immediately widened.

"What? Two of us have three, but you have seven?"

The thin man's eyes were about to burst out, and he was about to rush over with a knife, but the fat man's eyes were sharp, and he held him down.