Chapter 103

"Edict, fire."

The flame of Wang Qi's left fingertip ignited, and the next moment a fire dragon swept out.

The fire dragon was hideous, surging towards each other.

"It's a Qi Practitioner!"

The horses' hooves stepped away, and more than a dozen people dodged on horseback.

A blue talisman flew out, quickly becoming huge, and rushed towards Wang Qi with the wind.

"It's a sword talisman!"

Wang Qi's eyes narrowed slightly, knowing it.

Facing the sword lock talisman, Wang Qi shouted, the long sword swung wildly, and the sword qi gushed out like a tide.

The lock sword talisman is very suppressive against the sword cultivation, not only can it detain the sword weapon, but it can also ban the spiritual power of the sword cultivation by the way.

However, sword cultivation is scarce, and precious sword lock talismans are even rarer.

Wang Qi didn't believe that the other party could take out any very precious sword lock talisman to deal with himself, as long as he used enough sword qi to resist the sword lock talisman before being hit by the sword lock talisman, as long as the sword lock talisman withstood far more sword qi than the talisman itself could bear, then it would be destroyed, and there would be no way to say a word.

As Wang Qi guessed, the sword talisman that these cavalrymen in cloth clothes took out was really not a very good thing, and in the tide of sword qi, it was exploded in an instant.

Wang Qi leaned on his body and stepped forward with his sword.

The next moment, a figure burst out of nowhere and slammed into the position in front of Wang Qi.

"Boom!" Dusty.

The figure fell, and the horses behind it were neighed incessantly.

Wang Qi frowned, clutched his sword tightly and retreated.

"It was I who didn't restrain my subordinates and frightened the little immortal master." The dust cleared, and a middle-aged man, also in a black shirt, stood there, apologizing.

Wang Qi's eyes were shocked, judging from the aura emanating from the man in black shirt, this man was at least a third- or fourth-grade martial artist, so polite, it made Wang Qi a little stunned.

Martial arts practice is a way, the true yuan of qi and blood, a layer of realm and a pass.

On the premise of not borrowing the cultivation left by Xu Qiang, even Wang Qi, who is a spiritual qi practitioner and a five-rank martial artist, is definitely not an opponent. This man's attitude made Wang Qi a little unsure what to do?

"The little immortal master is from the Huanfang Sword Field?" The middle-aged man asked with a smile, and the more than ten cavalrymen, after he appeared, all retreated a certain distance to give up enough space.

Wang Qi reacted that it was his identity from the Huanfang Sword Field, which made this middle-aged man a little jealous. After all, according to the usual practice, every Huanfang disciple who goes down the mountain has a protector behind him.

The guardian of the Huanfang Sword Field, no matter who saw it, had to politely compliment the sword immortal.

It is not impossible to hit the small ones, and then come to the old ones to level the mountain.

That gathering cloud land used to be a first-class sect, but after making a move on Wang Qi, he was asked by Yang Qing for a sword, and then Ye He took out a sword, and he was cut into a second-rate sect from the ranks of first-class sects.

It is precisely because of this that the middle-aged man is treated politely.

The domineering of the Huanfang Sword Field surprised everyone in the world.

Before determining whether Wang Qi was really the Huanfang Sword Field, the middle-aged man didn't dare to make a rash move.

Wang Qi nodded lightly: "Daoyou, this is the person who started the incident?" ”

The more than ten cavalrymen, although they had BMW weapons, were wearing cloth clothes, and compared to the Great Qin army that Wang Qi had encountered, there was a difference in equipment.

It is not difficult for Wang Qi to deduce the identity of the other party.

Presumably, it attracted the action of these cavalrymen, probably because he strayed into the place where these rebels were stationed.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, did not deny the matter, but admitted it generously, and then he asked, "Is the little immortal master really a disciple of the Huanfang Sword Field?" I don't know if the little immortal master can come up with any proof, so that I Liao can come to the door to apologize later. ”

Wang Qi sneered in his heart, what kind of apology afterwards, I'm afraid that if he can't show any identity certificate, then he will be killed today.

Thinking like this, Wang Qi took out the token from the storage ring, he grabbed the token and shook it slightly.

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, and even though it was a little dark now, he could still see the words on the token.

He couldn't help but take a closer look at the young man in front of him.

Wang Qi was dressed in a black shirt, holding a wooden sword, and his aura was magnificent, and he did have a bearing that ordinary people did not have.

"I didn't expect it to be the elder of the Huanfang Sword Field, it's really rude this time." The middle-aged man gave up again.

Wang Qi chuckled: "Why do you have to be like this, although Wang is an elder of the Huanfang Sword Field, but the practice days are not long, I want to go down the mountain to experience it, so I strayed into the precious treasure land, and please put down the road and let Wang pass." ”

The middle-aged man groaned, and on the token, it was clearly written, Huanfang Sword Field Flying Hanging Peak Peak Lord. But the person in front of him was unexpectedly young, which made the middle-aged man doubt Wang Qi's identity.

At a young age, he is the master of a peak in the Huanfang Sword Field?

Wang Qi's cultivation is indeed good, it is the cultivation of spiritual loneliness, but in the world's first-class sect ring square sword field, such a young man, can he really be an elder, or even a peak master?

Didn't this young man take it out to bluff people? Or is it that the Flying Hanging Peak Peak Master of this Ring Fang Sword Field has someone else? This kid in front of him just won his favor and got this token?

If so......

Wang Qi's heart sank, looking at the middle-aged Shen Moan, he was ready to shoot at any time.

"In this way, why don't you invite Elder Wang and this girl from the demon clan to come to my camp and be guests?"

After thinking for a long time, the middle-aged man said.

Even though he felt that Wang Qi would not be the real elder of the Huanfang Sword Field, he still chose to be cautious, after all, the Huanfang Sword Arena was not a sect that could be treated with common sense.

Wang Qi's eyes turned cold, please go to be a guest? I'm afraid it's going to be bad for myself, right?

Indeed, as Wang Qi thought, the middle-aged man did have such thoughts.

The middle-aged man didn't dare to make a move on Wang Qi, although it really didn't look like Wang Qi would be a peak master, but what if?

At present, his own forces are preparing to have a plot, and the news is leaked at this time, and the consequences can be imagined, but rashly make a move on this young man, if this young man is really a person from the Huanfang Sword Field, then the consequences are more serious than the news leak!

It's better to control Wang Qi first, and then make plans afterwards, it's the safest!

Wang Qi chuckled: "Thanks to the kindness of the foot, I have to hurry up next, just forget it as a guest." ”

The middle-aged man squinted slightly, and invited again.

Wang Qi looked at the middle-aged man coldly, and the middle-aged man looked at him.

"Think about it, I have limited patience, will I get out of the way?" Wang Qi said coldly, and was furious at the middle-aged man's actions.

Anyone who is in a hurry and is forcibly stopped will be angry, not to mention, Wang Qi's rush has a bit of a sense of escape.

When the middle-aged man heard this, his heart was also filled with anger.

His own strength and cultivation are too detached compared to Wang Qi, but this Wang Qi is talking like this, if you really want to be a person in the Huanfang Sword Field, you can do whatever you want, right? What's more, your identity has yet to be verified!

"Call you Elder Wang, and you will really be fluttering, thinking that I am afraid of you?" The middle-aged man put away his smile and said coldly.

A lonely kid, no matter how talented he is, if he doesn't know what it means to be low-key, then don't blame himself for his short life!

Wang Qi chuckled: "If you want to fight quickly, it's better to beat me to death with one punch, otherwise you will feel better." ”

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, and then forcibly held back his anger, almost forgetting that the disciples of the Huanfang Sword Field all have Dao protectors, if this Wang Qi is really the peak master of the Huanfang Sword Field, then the person in charge of protecting the Dao is afraid that it is a real sword immortal.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man had a headache.

Wang Qi beckoned gently: "Let's go." He didn't care what the middle-aged man was thinking, what about the second and third rank martial arts? No matter how high the strength is, I am afraid of being forced.

The cultivation left by Xu Qiang is enough for Wang Qi to squander a few times, not to mention this middle-aged man, even if Wang Qi kills him and then goes to serve this group of rebels, he still has the strength to spare.

The middle-aged man's face turned pale for a while, his cultivation was only higher than Wang Qi's, but Wang Qi didn't look like he was taking it seriously at all.

"Look for death! Today, even if you are really a disciple of the Huanfang Sword Field, you have to let the Huanfang Sword Field collect the corpse! ”

The middle-aged man no longer hesitated, stretched out his hand and smashed Wang Qi with a punch in the air.

He couldn't take care of it anymore, and let Wang Qitang leave, not to mention the impact of the news being leaked, even if it established his prestige in the future, it was also a problem.

Isn't it a joke that he was threatened by someone weaker than himself?

A punch was thrown out of the air, and the punch was fierce.

Wang Qi's horizontal sword resisted, and in just an instant, the wooden sword shattered and turned into flying chips and exploded.

"It's really strong!"

Although Wang Qi had expected it in his heart, he couldn't help but be amazed after the other party really made a move.

The hand holding the sword continued to tremble, and the remaining fist remnants continued to surge towards Wang Qi's body, and he ran thunder, and at the same time used his spiritual power and true yuan to eliminate it together.

Ben Thunder can be applied to both spiritual power and true element, the strengthened spiritual power and true element roar in the meridians, even if Wang Qi's meridians are more tenacious than ordinary people, at this time, because of the stinging pain caused the face to distort.

"Huh? Actually blocked? The middle-aged man was a little surprised, and then threw a stronger punch.

Wang Qi's face was gloomy, and his spiritual power erupted, condensing into white light in his hand, and the inspiration that the runner people he met before brought him was that spiritual power turned into a sword.

That runner cuts the moon to make a knife, and I use spiritual power as a sword!

The sound of the sword rang out, and Wang Qi swung the sword fiercely.

The sword light suddenly lit up, and the sword qi was like a tide.

"Boom!"

The powerful coercion unscrupulously pressed the middle-aged man to the ground and crushed him.

The middle-aged man spat blood from his mouth, his eyes full of disbelief.

The brilliant sword light fell from the sky, like a divine power.

The middle-aged man struggled to get up, his eyes were terrified.

A snow-bright sword pierced his body.

The sword was drawn, and the corpse fell to the ground with a thud.

Ye He casually wiped the long sword, looked at Wang Qi and chuckled: "I haven't seen you for a long time, your strength has improved a lot." It seems that during this time, you have not been lazy and have been practicing swords. ”