"Huh?"

The man's brows furrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about what Qingyun wanted to do, only to see the young master lying on his back on the spot, and three nine-curved sword rays shot out from the tip of the Zangfeng sword!

The man paused for a moment, and the dazzling spirit blade pulled up the sword flower, easily separating the three sword rays.

Just as he was about to make another move, Qingyun, who was lying on his back, supported the ground with his left hand, and then suddenly exerted his feet on the forest behind him!

only heard a bang, and the thick giant tree that was enough for two people to hug was broken by him with one foot, and Qingyun also took advantage of this strength to spin and stab, aiming directly at the middle-aged man's chest!

said that it was too late, then fast, flying in the air, hiding the edge of the void, Qingyun narrowly dodged a few sword lights again, and at the same time, the nine-song sword light shot out frequently, and in the blink of an eye, it went around the man's back.

Forward and backward strikes!

"Not bad. ”

At this time, the middle-aged man's face did not show the slightest panic, but praised Qingyun's quick wit, and then said:

"The first layer of the Yuanhua Realm will use the body protection spirit cover, which is very good, but you have it, and I have it too. ”

Bang sound, high judgment!

Qingyun's nine-song sword qi was like a mud cow entering the sea, and after it was lit on the opponent's body protection spirit cover, it made a slight sound, and it immediately dispersed into invisible, but he himself was trapped in it by the other party at such a close distance.

"There's a chance!"

The opening of the body protection spirit shield seemed to make the opponent's movements a little sluggish, and the master immediately made a decision, and the spiritual power ran faster again, and under the churning waves, it seemed that he was about to stab the opponent's chest!

"It's a quick success. ”

The man's originally twitching face seemed to slowly relax as the two began to fight, and a faint smile could be faintly seen.

Seeing that his body was not moving, the body protection spirit shield suddenly dispersed, and the strong spiritual pressure that spread out in an instant suddenly forced Qingyun to fall in the air, and he lost the opportunity inexplicably.

"No, with such a skillful use of spiritual power, it should have the cultivation of the middle stage of the Yuanhua Realm!"

Glancing at the blood marks on his arms, the green clouds after standing still were like falling into an ice cave.

He himself is only a cultivator at the first level of the Yuanhua Realm now, and his spiritual power may be deep enough, but his transformation and proficiency are obviously impossible to compare with other Yuanhua Realm powerhouses.

"After fighting for a long time, is it just to test my cultivation?"

Taking a deep breath, Qingyun asked with a calm face.

But the man still didn't answer, still as if he was saying to himself:

"The power of swordsmanship is limited, what's going on?"

"Hmph. ”

For the ridicule of the middle-aged man, Qingyun snorted noncommittally.

But unexpectedly, the change in the master's mood made the other party nod.

"It's a pity, what's your name?"

"You old thief is so rude, why should I tell you?"

For some reason, Qingyun extremely disliked the other party's empty-eyed attitude, and the more he looked at it, the more angry he became.

"Huh, what do you call me?"

"Of course I call you an old thief! Why? Can't you? I'm not ashamed to bully me as a teenager when I'm old!"

"Humph!"

Hearing Qingyun's words, the middle-aged man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, but he didn't mean to punish him.

However, as the master looked up and down, suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he exclaimed:

"Where did you get the bell?!"

The man was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the light bell on his waist, a slight strangeness flashed in his eyes, and after taking it off, he shook his head and said:

"Well, I met a half-demon here a few days ago, and this is naturally a trophy. ”

"What! you killed Ah Lian!"

Hearing this, Qingyun was stunned, he had just left some news for Ah Lian, but he didn't expect it to be an empty talk between yin and yang!

But what he didn't see was that a glimmer of light flashed in the palm of the man's hand before he took off the bell, and when he handed it to Qingyun to show off, he had already dropped a bag.

Looking at the familiar word "lotus" on the bell, the evil qi around Qingyun's body exploded, making the man's brows froze!

"How do you have such strong karma?"

It's just that he is hiding the edge, blood and tears are flowing, Qingyun's ears can no longer hear any words, and there is no longer any thought in his heart, only one word:

"Kill!"

The evil qi in the red pupils seemed to condense the essence, making Qingyun's whole person feel as if he was ignited by karmic fire, burning himself and destroying everything.

"Enchanted?"

The man didn't expect that a small bell would turn the kid upside down, because he didn't know that Qingyun had already lost everything he could lose.

Even if he encounters any parting now, it may become his last *** before he collapses.

"I want your life!"

Fortunately, Zang Feng let out a low sword sound at the right time, and the surging karma around his body was gradually absorbed by the ancient sword along the palm of his hand, which also restored Qingyun's consciousness to clarity.

Without saying a word, the young master held the sword and rushed towards the middle-aged man who was frowning.

"Can you still get stronger?"

Seeing that Qingyun suddenly woke up, the man was surprised, and his breath also rose again!

"Late Yuanhua Stage! He is actually a monk in the late Yuanhua Realm!"

The young master was also secretly shocked in his heart, but he said that he would avenge Ah Lian and take back her relics at the worst!

"The sword is like a dragon playing in the bush, who is happy and happy!"

Heavenly Fantasy Sword: Easy Sword!

"It's... What kind of swordsmanship is this? The breath of the primitive?"

Seeing that Qingyun's figure was still far away one moment, and the next moment there was already a vague afterimage appearing in front of him, the man's face showed a little solemnity for the first time, and there was a trace of joy that others could not feel.

But he didn't dodge or dodge, and he didn't even open the body protection spirit cover, and he conjured a spirit blade in his hand again, as if he could block Qingyun's fierce slash without much effort.

"Huh?"

As soon as he let out a soft sigh, the man's footsteps moved sideways, and he once again dodged a sword stabbed by Qingyun from behind!

"Good speed. ”

When the voice fell again, I saw him turn around and whip his legs, and kick the green cloud that burst into front of him at some point!

"Poof~"

Blood spurted out, and Qingyun fell heavily to the ground, as if he had suffered a lot of internal injuries.

It's a pity that once he enters this state of killing, just like Yao Pofeng, who was in the back of the Miraculous Spring, he will only become more and more courageous!

What's more, the Immortal True Spirit Circulates Zhou Tian, and some minor injuries can be recovered in an instant!

"Spiritual power, speed, and even qi and blood have become stronger again, interesting. ”

Seeing this, the middle-aged man smiled, and the aura in his body immediately surged again, and the spiritual pressure like an angry wave even made Qingyun unable to stand for a while, and the fear that originated from his soul instantly made him fall into the abyss!

"Condensing Realm!High Rank Cultivator!"

If it is said that such as Yuan Anchu, the goddess Qiushui, and even the later immortal Shang Shanling, although their strength is strong, this kind of strength has exceeded the limit that low-level monks can imagine.

Therefore, once he heard about it or encountered it, that kind of fear was not as strong as that of the Condensing God Realm or the Wind Resisting Realm, including when the black-clothed man in the Thirty-Three Realms wanted to suddenly appear, he didn't feel this way.

To put it mildly, once the level realm is too far apart, you may not have the qualifications to feel it.

In fact, Qingyun, a monk in the Condensing Realm, had only encountered it once, and that was Chen Ping, who had followed Zhuo Bufan in Yaoguang City back then!

The frustration of being powerless to resist is still fresh in his memory, and now the middle-aged monk in front of him gives him the same feeling as Chen Ping at that time!

"By virtue of your previous sentence of the old thief, today you take my sword, if you do not die, and the wind chime will return you. ”

Although the spiritual power was surging, the man's three long beards did not flutter with the wind, smiled lightly, and indifferently transmitted the voice towards Qingyun Divine Sense.

And he didn't leave Qingyun any chance to think and escape, his sword fell, and a light purple sword light pierced the sky and swept towards Qingyun.

"If the sword rides the wind, it will be empty!"

In fact, Qingyun really didn't have any chance to think and escape, the blow of this middle-aged Condensing God Realm cultivator seemed ordinary, but in fact, it already contained the spiritual power of his own primordial god, so he couldn't hide at all.

"Strange, the charm of this sword seems to be somewhat familiar?"

I don't know why, Xiao Ye suddenly had a strange intuition, how could this purple sword light be so familiar?

But he didn't have time to think about it, and the two wind-riding swords that he swung out one after another drained all the spiritual power in his body at once, just to resist the opponent's random sword.

"Made, resigned to fate, if you don't die, I hope this old guy will keep his promise. ”

As the purple mangs became more and more dazzling, Qingyun gradually closed his eyes because of the loss of strength, and sat back with a wry smile.

"No, how did he know that this was called a wind chime..."

Squinting his eyes, the starry sky came into view.

"Thirty-three realms, how did I return to the thirty-three realms?"

"Boy, it's night. ”

A deep but neutral male voice came into Qingyun's ears, making him shiver and sit up.

"I'm not dead!"

I saw that the middle-aged man with the square face was sitting in front of a bonfire during the day, quietly staring at the vigorous flames.

The young master touched left and right quietly, and found that his body was unscathed, so he couldn't help but gasp heavily, and then stared at the man with a wary face, and said in a deep voice:

"Old... Seniors, thank you for your mercy. ”

"Now you're willing to call me senior?"

The middle-aged man laughed and turned his head.

For some reason, the firelight reflected on the other party's face, making his originally young appearance look unusually old.

"Won't you kill the old thief again?"

The master scolded in his heart.

As soon as he fell asleep, the bloody karma around his body faded, Qingyun's mind also regained his senses, and after getting up, he quickly hugged his fist at the middle-aged man, and his attitude became a lot more sincere.

Because he knew that since the other party could call out the name of the wind chime, he must not have killed Ah Lian.

"Senior, please return the wind chimes to me. ”

"This is yours?"

Although Qingyun didn't know how he had survived the middle-aged man's sword in the end, the other party still seemed to be very faithful to his promise, and he threw the wind chimes to himself as he spoke.