Qin Yun's rebuke was not loud, but when it fell on the ears of the two sword cultivators with round faces and long faces, it was like a thunderbolt that shook the soul, and the original strong momentum collapsed in an instant.

The faces of the two changed in unison, and they couldn't help but retreat.

After taking two steps backwards, the round-faced sword cultivator suddenly came to his senses, and his face suddenly turned red.

Both of them are innate sword cultivators with a high realm, and they have joined hands to walk the rivers and lakes, and they have also defeated many strong enemies, and their hands can be said to be stained with blood, and their black hearts are also quite famous in the sect.

Now that he was actually frightened away by Qin Yun, who looked young, the shame in his heart can be imagined.

"Junior, look for death!"

The old embarrassed and angry round-faced sword cultivator grabbed the hilt of the sword, his companion reacted faster, the long sword had already been drawn in half, the sword aura was full of light, and the killing aura came out of the body!

Although Qin Yun showed good strength, the two innate sword cultivators didn't think that he would be able to block the joint attack of their own side, and the round-faced sword cultivators were even more ruthless and decided to let Qin Yun die in great pain.

But when the two of them were about to come out of the long sword, Qin Yun suddenly took a step forward, his eyes were as sharp as a blade, and the whole person was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, revealing a sharp and incomparable edge.

Bang!

Two extremely powerful invisible qi struck the two innate sword cultivators at the same time, and they didn't have time to make any dodge and resist, and they were suddenly penetrated by the protective true qi, and flew out upside down with a scream.

The two of them never dreamed that Qin Yun's attack would come so suddenly and quickly, and what was even more terrifying was that there was no warning at all in advance, and they could launch it without even drawing their weapons.

The distance between the two sides is only a few steps, and it is too late to discover the danger, and it is a big loss!

The realm cultivation of the round-faced sword cultivator was stronger, and after flying out of a distance of more than a dozen steps. Barely controlling his body and falling to the ground first, he looked down at the torn clothes on his chest, and said in a trembling voice: "Broken body invisible sword qi!"

His experience is also very high, and he actually knows this clever swordsmanship, and he suddenly feels frightened, and understands that the two of them kicked the iron plate this time, and they were pecked by the geese all day long!

The long-faced sword cultivator fell behind the round-faced sword cultivator, and his original blue face flushed abnormally, and he violently spat out a large mouthful of blood. Hiss roared, "Go!"

The two have cooperated for many years and have a tacit understanding, and when they saw that they were unstoppable, they immediately wanted to slip away.

Shout!

But as soon as the long-faced sword cultivator turned around, a brilliant sword aura suddenly struck from behind him, piercing his neck!

Dahao's head suddenly flew into the sky, and blood spurted wildly from the broken neck. Splashed the round-faced sword next to it!

The round-faced sword cultivator was suddenly struck by lightning, and his whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice cave and was cold to the bone, smelling a strong smell of blood, and he felt that he had never been so frightened and helpless in his life as he was at this moment.

This innate sword cultivator suddenly dropped the long sword he was holding tightly, knelt on the pile of rocks with his knees, and repeatedly kowtowed and begged: "The villain has eyes but does not know the true God, and I also ask Your Excellency to forgive your sin and spare your life." Be a cow and a horse willingly!"

The wind swept under the cliff with snowflakes, and the headless body of the long-faced sword cultivator fell to the ground with a bang, just lying down in front of the round-faced sword cultivator, who violently kowtowed. I knocked my head and broke the bloodstream, and I didn't realize it.

Qin Yun walked out of the cave unhurriedly and said in a deep voice, "Get up and speak!"

Although he is not very old, he has already been promoted to the realm of Huagang, and he has experienced life and death and experienced a hundred battles. Coupled with the gradual formation of sword intent, once the edge is revealed, it has its own bearing. There is a faint bit of grandmaster martial arts.

The round-faced sword cultivator was pardoned and quickly got up from the ground.

He was one step closer to an innate high-level sword cultivator, and his heart was by no means cowardly, but under the double shock of Qin Yun's strength and momentum, his courage was exhausted, and half of his martial arts spirit was gone.

The six boys and girls who followed the entrance of the cave were dumbfounded, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

They are either from wealthy families or families, and they can worship the Heavenly City Sword Sect and become the elite of the outer disciples, of course, their talent and strength are excellent, and they are more or less above the top.

In their opinion, Qin Yun just took advantage of the first entry, so the cultivation realm was higher than that of himself and the others, and the root was nothing remarkable, and he would definitely be able to surpass it in time.

But now they know how ridiculous and ignorant they are and what others think!

Just one round-faced sword cultivator is enough to completely suppress them, and the two innate sword cultivators join forces, and the six people have no chance of escaping.

But such a strong man was completely vulnerable in front of Qin Yun, defeating the enemy with one sword and killing with one sword, how chic and majestic he was, and it also completely subverted the common sense of these newcomers to the Sword Sect.

"You said Senior Brother Qin, shouldn't you be a strong man?" Murong Chuqing muttered.

Murong Chuxue didn't answer directly, she stared at Qin Yun's back with a pair of pretty eyes, revealing a strange look, and suddenly said: "Sister, I must worship under Senior Brother Qin's door and be his real junior sister!"

She didn't know that Qin Yun's strength had surpassed that of her master Shui Wanning, thinking that someone who could train such a master as Qin Yun must be a master among the masters of the sect, and she had an incomparable yearning and admiration for Shui Wanning.

The four teenagers listened to it, and they all showed a look of interest.

They are all outer disciples who have not yet formally apprenticed, if they can worship in the sect to which Qin Yun belongs, not only can they learn such a clever skill, but they can also get along with their favorite junior sister day and night, it would be really great!

Of course, as for whether Shui Wanning would accept them as apprentices, these proud young men would not think about it seriously, in their opinion, with their own talent, Qin Yun's master should be very happy.

Of course, Qin Yun didn't know the thoughts of the group of young boys and girls behind him, he put away the Tianwen Sword, stretched out his fingers with his left hand and flicked them, and a wisp of invisible sword qi suddenly shot out from his fingertips, accurately hitting the dantian acupoint of the round-faced sword cultivator.

The true qi of the round-faced sword cultivation body was broken, and the root did not have any ability to resist, and the sword qi entered the body and instantly invaded the martial vein, immediately sealing his innate cultivation and turning him into an ordinary person.

This hand seems simple, but it reflects Qin Yun's ability to control his own strength, you must know that it is not easy to control and seal other people's martial arts, too much force will cause heavy damage, and if you use too little force, it will be easy to be broken and lose its due effect.

Replaced by Qin Yun, who had just returned to the Sword Sect from Yanjing, he still couldn't be as proficient and complete as he is now, but after more than a month of painstaking cultivation, his strength realm has reached a higher level.

The round-faced sword cultivator didn't dare to resist even if he let Qin Yun do it, he cherished his own life very much, and he didn't want to follow in the footsteps of his companions, as long as Qin Yun was willing to spare his life, he was really willing to kneel on the ground as a dog, where would he care if the martial vein was sealed.

On the contrary, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, because this showed that Qin Yun had no murderous intent, otherwise he would be slashed with a sword, where would he need such trouble!

After sealing the other party's cultivation, Qin Yun said lightly: "Come in, I have something to ask you"

The round-faced sword cultivator hurriedly stepped on the corpse of his companion and entered the cave again.

It's just that this time he lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to his eyes, where was the arrogance just now.

Qin Yun asked him to sit down, pointed at the thick-eyebrow young man and said, "You go outside and clean up, find their weapons and bags, and throw the corpses into the ravine." ”

"Yes!" the thick-eyebrow boy agreed cleanly, and immediately left the cave.

He was not very convinced by Qin Yun originally, but now that he had seen Qin Yun's means and strength, he had no other ideas in his heart, and he completely looked at Qin Yun as the horse, and definitely did not dare to go west.

Qin Yun asked the other five to sit down as well, and instead of rushing to ask about the round-faced sword cultivator, he asked the other teenager to scoop up a bowl of hot broth and hand it to the other party.

The round-faced sword cultivator was closed to cultivate, and his innate true qi was useless, and his thin clothes were not lightly frozen by the cold wind, frost and snow outside, and now it was better to sit by the campfire.

He carefully took the porcelain bowl and took a sip, the hot soup warmed his stomach, and he actually felt a trace of gratitude in his heart.

When the round-faced sword cultivator finished drinking the broth, the thick-eyebrow young man also returned from outside, carrying two long swords and a backpack in his hand, and handed them to Qin Yun together.

Qin Yun took the two long swords, and after trying the weight, he drew the sword out of the sheath, only to see the sword light shining brightly, and the fingers trembled as a dragon chant and a soft sound, and he couldn't help but praise: "Good sword!"

Although these two swords are not as good as the divine soldiers Tianwen and Juque that he has, they are also rare high-grade spirit swords.

Qin Yun tried to inject a trace of qi into the sword body, and immediately felt the resistance from the sword spirit of the sword body, but he was not surprised.

All sword cultivators hope to have the best weapon, divine weapons are rare and rare, and the spirit sword has naturally become the best choice, after a sword cultivator has a spirit sword that can refine the sword spirit, he will often be accompanied day and night to recuperate, and he will never give up his life easily.

In this way, it is difficult for the spirit sword that is cultivated by refining the sword spirit to change hands, unless the sword spirit brand is forcibly erased with the suppressive force and beaten back to chaos and ignorance, it is possible for another person to regain control of refining.

With Qin Yun's strength realm, there was no problem in refining the sword spirits of these two top-grade spirit soldiers, he held the sword in his hand and immediately urged the innate true gang, turning into an incomparably powerful sword qi that blasted into the sword body, breaking through the sword spirit's resistance defense, and directly pointing at the core to destroy the mark left by the original master.

In just a few moments, both spirit swords turned into ownerless things.

The round-faced sword cultivator cried and mourned, he was so distressed that he didn't dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction, his spirit sword was not easy to come by, and it took years of hard work to cultivate to the point where it is now, and now it was wiped clean by Qin Yun all of a sudden.

But now his life and death are completely in Qin Yun's hands, and he can only be slaughtered by Qin Yun.

Qin Yun put away the two long swords, groaned for a while, and handed them to Sister Murong: "These two swords are not bad, let's play with them." ”