Chapter Twenty-Five: The Sword Qi of the Fighting Room is Rampant

The person who came suddenly froze, and the hairs on his body stood on end, as if he was shrouded in a cold and evil abyss, and countless blood-colored sword lights rushed up, everywhere, and the fierce killing intent was hidden, and it erupted at the moment when the tip of the sword was close.

Although he has experienced many bloody battles from birth to death, there has never been a time when he was so frightened and born of infinite despair as now.

When there is no room for it, the person who comes is wrong and takes a step backwards. This step is not fast, it can even be called slow, the movement of the footsteps is clear and simple, but it is as natural as the wind, as unpretentious as the earth.

This step of teaching the Dharma Heaven and Earth has entered the realm of transformation.

With a "bang", the tip of the sword slashed into the air, and the sharp sword qi tore through the black night coat and hit the gray silk soft armor inside. Under the influence of the sword qi, the soft armor opened a crack, revealing the skin of the chest, and a trace of blood faintly appeared on the epidermis.

The person who came was shocked, his eyes flashed with disbelief, and the essence, qi, spirit, blood, and flesh of the whole person seemed to be evacuated with this trace of blood. Blood Shadow Dafa? People are shocked, no, the Blood Shadow Dafa of the Blood River Sect only attacks the physical body and absorbs the essence and blood vitality, but this sword even devours the divine consciousness and soul, and the power is far from being comparable to the Blood Shadow Dafa.

But where in the world is such terrible swordsmanship?

"Poof-" The person who came immediately made a decision, exhaled and opened his voice, his chest and abdomen shook suddenly, and the whole piece of flesh and blood at the broken skin was shattered by him, and the feeling of devouring disappeared.

With a twist of the Zhijia True Long Sword, it slashed through a sharp arc of light and slashed at the person again. The other party was slightly chubby, of medium height, covered with a black hood, and only his eyes were exposed, which was clearly the black shadow that had tracked him before. He thought he had gotten rid of the other party, but he found it here.

The person who came took a step sideways, avoiding the blade of the sword, cut his left palm to the root of Zhijia Zhen'er, and swept his right leg downward. It's just two tricks of "splitting the mountain" and "sweeping thousands of armies", but he made it perfect, like heaven and earth echoing up and down, and giving birth to infinite wonders in the ordinary.

Zhi Hunt Zhen's wrist flicked, and the sword light chased straight after the opponent's chest, ignoring his fists and feet. The person who came hesitated for a moment, and when he hit the boy with his fist and kick, he was bound to be hit by the sword. Just now, he just scratched a little skin, and he almost killed him, how dare he lose both with the other party? As a last resort, he took a step back, avoiding the sword light, and returned with a punch and kick that secretly matched the momentum of heaven and earth.

Zhi Hunt Zhenyu stepped forward, the long sword unfolded at full speed, only attacking but not defending, and one after another sharp sword light surrounded the other party, rising and falling, and giving full play to Chao Che's sword intent.

The people who came retreated all the way, dodging all over the room, and their chests were extremely depressed. The other party is just the realm of refining and refining qi, and he is a full two levels apart, but he relies on his unparalleled swordsmanship to completely suppress the battle situation, and every move is a life-fighting sword technique that burns jade and kills, making it difficult for him to exert his strong force.

The sword light flashed, and the person who came was forced into a corner in an instant. "Bang!" he kicked out, and the hundred-pound amphora dragon and tiger purple gold pill furnace flew up in response to the sound and smashed it towards Zhi Hunt Zhen, and the ash and dust of the furnace scattered.

The long sword full of the sword qi of the three-killing machine suddenly turned, and the sharp stab turned into a soft light cut, and the blade of the sword bypassed the Dan furnace, and the two-eared dragon and tiger purple gold Dan furnace limped in mid-air, returning and crashing into the comer, just sealing the punch he took advantage of the situation.

The fist of the person who came suddenly became stronger, and with a bang, the sturdy amphora dragon and tiger purple gold pill furnace burst open, and the sharp fragments burst out one after another, covering Zhi Hunt Zhen like a torrential rain. The person who came immediately pounced, his fists were like the top of a mountain, reckless and mighty, carrying the debris and rain forward.

The sword light suddenly turned into thousands of silver fragments, and each bit of silver light accurately hit the fragments, and bounced back. The figure of the person who came to swoop suddenly regressed, between one advance and one retreat, like a waterfall turning back, natural and wonderful. He cut horizontally with his left palm, and the ordinary "Iron Lock Hengjiang" was majestic, and he did his best to fulfill the true meaning of martial arts. The debris seemed to hit an invisible barrier and fell to the ground in chaos.

The long sword of Zhi Hunting Zhen has followed like a maggot on the tarsal bone. The person who came retreated to the wall, there was no way to retreat, he moved a few inches horizontally against the wall, and snorted in his mouth: "Shizi, if you continue to fight, neither of you nor I can leave!"

Zhi Hunt really ignored it, the sword light was vigorous, and the sword qi of the three-killing machine roared out, covering the entire room like a storm. "Bang! Bang!Peng!" The debris on the four walls reinforced by the magic circle splashed, and countless cracks bloomed, and the green jade medicine gourd exploded violently, the golden dendrob shattered, and the liquid tea beads shot and rolled......

"Shizi, are you stupid? If you alarm the Daoist, you and I will only die!" shouted in a low voice, fists, palms or slaps or pokes, feet, legs or kicks or sweeps, and the body continued to swim at an astonishing speed, dodging the onslaught of the strong wave of Zhijia Zhen.

The sword qi was like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, the wind was thundering, and the sound of the air flow was rushing all over the room. Suddenly, there was silence all around, so quiet that only the breathing of both sides could be heard. The sword qi became silent, and countless snow-bright sword lights dimmed and flickered.

A look of horror flashed in the eyes of the person who came, and in just a cup of tea, the young man's swordsmanship had actually improved again, he was simply a freak! He had no time to be distracted, and his surroundings turned into a deep and dead sea of swords, which seemed to be calm, but in fact, countless treacherous reefs lurked under the surface of the sea, and if he was not careful, he was immediately knocked to pieces.

Not long after, there was the sound of footsteps outside the door. The two of them stopped in unison and looked at each other in unison. The visitor pointed outside and motioned to stop. Zhi Zhenzhen bowed his head slightly, and put his sword into the sheath.

The visitor breathed a sigh of relief, waved his palm in the air, and the window opened quietly. He toed a little and swept out the window, and suddenly the sword wind roared behind him, and the roaring sword qi rushed in, covering the entire back in an instant. The lattice of the window was affected by the sword qi and suddenly exploded, and the fragments clanged against the wall.

"Who?" Yuan Jingbo's shouts rang out outside, and his footsteps suddenly quickened, breaking through the door.

The Hou Shizi of Yongning is a madman! The people who came were so angry that they were forced to turn around and deal with the sword qi like a raging tide.

Suddenly, his body shook, and his eyes showed surprise. At some point, the boy disappeared without a trace, only a shining long sword shot into the air, and he subconsciously grabbed it, and suddenly screamed badly.

"What a thief, after eating the wolf's heart and leopard's guts, dare to come to the Chongxuan Department to spread wildness!" Yuan Jingbo caught a glimpse of the black-clothed masked man, and roared and slapped his palms out. "Boom!" Thunder rang out out of thin air, and a piercing purple thunder shot out, which was the secret method of the Taishang Shenxiao Sect - palm thunder.

The long sword of the person who came shook his hand and threw it at Yuan Jingbo, and at the same time, his body flipped out upside down and pounced on the dark rain curtain outside. A ray of lightning struck him on the shoulder, splashing sparks, and the flesh smelled of burning. People who come don't hum, they don't stop, and they run all the way.

"Want to go?" Yuan Jingbo sneered, pinched the technique in his hand, and a rolling wind and thunder were born under his feet, and his tail chased after him, and a high-pitched long roar came out of his mouth, which spread far away, and the light of the fire penetrated the rain curtain, and quickly lit up from all over the Taoist temple.

The backs of the two disappeared into the distance, one after the other. Zhi Kashi really stopped the winter cicada hiding, and slowly emerged from the room. He glanced at the rushing figures, turned to go out, and slipped away quietly from the other direction.