"Thunder Sound Sword Technique"

Gong Yuanqi felt the oncoming sword light, his pupils shrank slightly, and the [Sky Slashing Sword] appeared in his hand in an instant.

There seemed to be a faint sound of thunder in the valley, and a sword light slashed through the sky, and a silver-white arc seemed to be flashed on it.

Thunder sound swordsmanship, the sword is like thunder, and the electric light takes people's souls.

This set of swordsmanship is very extraordinary even among the medium-grade swordsmanship, and it is said to be related to a set of superb swordsmanship.

"See what other means you have to fight against me?" Gong Yuanqi roared fiercely, and pressed forward with the empty sword.

Yang Jungui's heart froze, and the two swords struck, making a sound of gold and iron resonating, which shook his tiger's mouth and tore it, blood beads rolled down, his whole body was turbulent, and his internal organs were even numb, as if he had been shocked.

I couldn't help but step back.

"Burning Spirit!"

Seeing that he was in decline, without the slightest hesitation, he cast the secret technique of self-harm, and the aura in his body seemed to be ignited, and the mutilated innate sword body origin was urged.

For a while, the power of the sword light was a little stronger.

"Hmph, how much origin power can a broken physique have?"

Gong Yuanqi snorted coldly, urging the Yuan Ling Sword Body, and dimmed the sword light that had just been strong again, "Click, click", and even the sword qi had a tendency to shatter.

Yang Jungui's complexion remained unchanged, and two sharp sword lights shot out between the opening and closing of his eyes, which was the "Eye Light Swordsmanship" that he had made a contribution before.

"I've been guarding against your move for a long time, do you think I can hit the same move twice?"

"Give me the title this time!"

Gong Yuanqi sneered and urged the final essence.

Behind him was a scroll of paintings, in which a sword floated and simmered, with a sharp edge spilling from the blade, shattering the void around him.

"Vision? [Yuan Ling Raising Sword Diagram]. ”

The sword tire behind Gong Yuanqi shook, and it slashed out of the void behind him, and waves of ripples rippled in the air, and the two sword lights were shattered in an instant.

The so-called vision is a mysterious vision awakened by the foundation laid by oneself, the exercises and the physique of oneself when breaking through the Qi Sea Realm.

Any warrior who can awaken a vision is undoubtedly not a genius warrior, and it can be said that there is no one in ten thousand.

It is not only a proof of talent, but also a powerful means of attack.

On the hillside, Chen Xiaolei's pupils couldn't help but shrink sharply, he really deserved to be a disciple of the top sect, if the strength of the two of them before was not weaker than him.

Then this move, with his cultivation at the peak of the Qi Lake of the Sea Realm, there was also a sense of suffocation that was close to death.

Don't talk about him, the children of the Chen family around him couldn't bear the pressure of the two fighting, and retreated dozens of feet away, dumbfounded and fascinated.

Li Shengbai and the others couldn't help but sigh: "Senior Brother Gong's strength is stronger than before. ”

"I didn't have time to perform it last time, see how you can resist my move this time?" Gong Yuanqi's face was a little hideous: "What about your vision?" It's a show! ”

Feeling the powerful aura coming from his face, Yang Jungui only felt an incomparable force invade his body.

His skin tingled, and sword marks appeared up and down his chest, and his flesh seemed to be torn apart.

"I don't know how you managed to use this kind of strength, but it's obvious that your realm has fallen, and the vision can't be used anymore, right?" Gong Yuan Qi smiled cruelly.

He yelled, "Defeat me!" ”

Airplanes!

The sword fetus made a buzzing sound, and for a while, the divine light on it was shining, and its power increased by three points.

Yang Jungui's face was cut like a knife, fine beads of blood oozed from his face, and he kept vomiting blood and retreating.

He gritted his teeth and forcibly mobilized the aura in his body, and the aura surged violently between the meridians, compressing again and again, and the meridians were inevitably damaged.

Finally, at the moment when the meridians were almost fragmented.

"Infinite Slash!"

The roar echoed in the valley, and a brilliant sword light broke through the sky and attacked towards the Yuan Spirit Sword Fetus.

The sword light pierced the sky, and a violent wind swept through the valley.

It is not so much that this is a tactic without grade, but rather that this is a secret art, and how much power a warrior can exert depends on the warrior's own conditions.

Keep compressing the aura in your body until the meridians can't bear it.

That is, Yang Jungui is currently mastering the secret art of blood and qi, so he dares to squeeze himself like this.

His meridians have been reforged, both toughness and solidity are beyond the past, and this sword has exerted unimaginable power.

Rumble!

It was as if there was a muffled thunder in the valley, and the storm swept through, and the grass rose from the ground, shattered by the sword qi, and the earth exploded around.

Immediately after, two figures were thrown out of the storm, and blood was still spilling in midair.

Yang Jungui turned around, fell from mid-air, his body was half-kneeling, and the hollow sword was inserted into the soil, drawing nearly ten zhang before stopping.

Ahem!

He coughed up two mouthfuls of blood and struggled to stand up, his clothes in tatters and criss-crossed wounds on his chest.

And Gong Yuanqi was even more embarrassed, and fell directly on a boulder, and some gravel rolled down.

He struggled to his feet, the wound on his right shoulder was deep and bone-professed, and the blood flowed along his arm, forming a blood line, and he had no strength to fight again.

The place where the two men collided left a dirt pit more than two feet wide and one foot wide.

"You're still not as good as me." Yang Jungui's voice was very light, but it was so harsh in Gong Yuanqi's ears.

"Take him down for me."

His eyes were blood-red, even mad.

"Up." Li Shengbai and Fang Buwei moved when they heard this.

Yang Jungui's weak, but still upright figure faced the three people who surrounded him, his eyes were cold: "If anyone stands in my way, I will kill him!" ”

Serious Hua's face showed a fierce look: "He has been seriously injured, and now there is nothing to fear." ”

He roared, and slashed forward with his spirit sword.

"Look for death!" Yang Jungui rolled the killing machine, and the green sword in his hand swallowed the sword, jumped up, and slashed forward.

"Even if you want me to die, then you all die!"

He squeezed the only remaining aura in the meridians and acupoints, and a sharp training passed through the air.

Bang!

Serious Hua was directly cut out.

He coughed up blood, his face was full of consternation, and he couldn't accept that Yang Jungui had been injured like this, and he could still beat himself seriously with one sword.

Yang Jungui was a little dissatisfied, but said regretfully: "Wuji slashed a sword that failed to kill you." ”

He shook his head, after all, he was too weak at this time.

Serious Hua was angry: "Don't be arrogant..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Jungui had already come to him, the blood magic technique was operating, and a blood-colored vortex appeared on the palm of his hand.

Now that he is in a crisis, he doesn't care that devouring spiritual power will cause his foundation to be unstable.

After the blood qi is devoured, it slowly refines and replenishes itself through the secret technique of blood qi to repair the meridian dantian.

As for spiritual power, he didn't care about refining, and directly devoured and filled his meridians and acupoints.

Vitality and cultivation passed, and Serious Hua's face showed a look of pain, and his eyes were full of horror: "You actually cultivated the Forbidden Demon Skill?" ”

All this happened in a moment, Li Shengbai and Fang Buwei couldn't react, and Zheng Hua was already angry.

"Stop." The two shouted angrily and shot one after another.

Yang Jungui's killing intent was revealed, and since he had already exposed the forbidden magic skills, he was not in a hurry to rush out of the valley.

Kill today.

He grabbed Serious Hua with one hand, constantly devouring the power in his body, and killed with a sword in the other.

On the other side, Chen Xiaolei was surprised and delighted, he didn't expect that the dignified Sword Sect disciple had cultivated the Forbidden Demon Skill, no wonder he had betrayed the sect.

But then he won't have a chance to avenge his son.

"If you dare to practice forbidden magic skills, everyone will be punished." Chen Xiaolei shouted loudly in his righteous words, and then pounced murderously.

"Several, I'll help you take down this little devil." With an order, he and the five martial artists of the Chen Family Qi Sea Realm killed them together.

The meridians and acupuncture points were filled with aura again, and fine bloodshot appeared in Yang Jungui's eyes, and he raised his arm and was shocked, and the serious Hua was directly torn apart.

Immediately afterwards, with a sword in one hand, the sword aura was sharp, and the sword light was cold.

The sword moves are unpredictable, the trajectory is difficult to find, or the big opening and closing, and the middle is not losing its edge.

With one hand, Tiangang Fist is powerful and upright, and King Kong Hammer is domineering.

"In the past, you were nothing." There was a slight madness in Yang Jungui's pupils.

The fist was full of silver and white gas, and under one punch, Fang Buwei's bones were broken and his tendons were broken, and his chest was directly concave by three inches.

The next moment, the fist shone with a faint golden light, like a hammer to open a mountain, and landed on Li Shengbai's body, directly embedding it on the hillside next to him, and his body was on the verge of falling apart.

"Wind Sword Technique!"

Compared with the weirdness of the Qingfeng Sword Technique, which only sees the Qingfeng without seeing the sword, the Wind Sword Technique has only one word, and that is fast.

A strong wind blew in the valley, and several warriors of the Chen family only saw a ray of light money passing in front of them.

Then he covered his neck in some horror, and a line of blood slowly appeared on it.

At most, a few of them were no more than the middle stage of the Qi Sea Realm, and the springs they opened up were only two or three eyes, which was far worse than the disciples of the Sword Sect.

"Thief, die." Chen Xiaolei was crazy, but he didn't expect the situation to be reversed in a short period of time.

He held a family heirloom spirit soldier and a "tiger roaring knife" in his hand, tearing the air, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, captivating people's souls.

However, when Yang Jungui was fighting with an unstable foundation and fighting before, he devoured the spiritual power of several people.

A ray of light slashed, and the sword was killed.

"Run." The remaining children of the Chen family are heartbroken.

"You all turn into food for me to replenish the dantian!"

Yang Jungui looked at the people who were scattered and fled with a pair of scarlet eyes, and sword qi appeared in his body.

Dozens, hundreds...

It shot away like an arrow from a string.

It is the inferior swordsmanship "Splitting Shadow Sword".

Yes!

The screams continued, a rain of swords, and only a few people remained of seventy or eighty people.

Yang Jungui looked at Gong Yuanqi, who had already taken the opportunity to flee far away, and his cold voice came from afar.

"Tell Gong Nanfeng that everything will be taken care of by me, otherwise, don't blame me for breaking the net."

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