Chapter 301

This thing is a mixed yuan golden bucket, although it is an imitation of the ancient magic weapon, but the power is strange, it is a gift from the purple-clothed real person to the disciple Qi Wuya who sat down

After Qin Song obtained this treasure in the Xuanyuan Temple, this was officially used against the enemy.

The terrifying power made Qin Song's whole body feel a sense of expansion, as if there was a huge force in his body that was about to burst his body, and he had to quickly find an outlet.

Suddenly, his eyes released an intense golden light, as if they were gushing with blazing golden flames.

The Jin Wu Sword that came from a distance was originally full of flaws, but at this time, in Qin Song's eyes, it turned into an iron wall, exuding a terrifying aura that made him feel creepy.

"I'm afraid this is what you rely on, it turned out to be a mixed yuan golden bucket, but it's a pity that this thing is only useful for asking the medicine realm, hum." Jin Wujian smiled and said to the disciple of the Jin family who was the first to make a move towards Qin Song and was seriously injured and dying: "After Qin Song dies today, this treasure will be yours." ”

The monk was visibly stunned for a moment, then looked ecstatic.

Qin Song's eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt a little uncomfortable for the first time in his heart, the magic weapon on his body was actually promised to others by Jin Wujian at will, and he didn't take him in his eyes at all, believing that he was meat on the chopping board, without any resistance.

"Qin Song, if you don't enter the Dao Foundation, you still don't know why the Foundation Cultivator is strong, there are some things that cannot be crossed by strength alone. ”

Jin Wujian said contemptuously, and then raised his hand and swept out a sword.

The blazing golden light flew out, condensing into a flying sword in the void, each flying sword exuded an extreme sharpness, as if some kind of rule, not a flying sword, but better than a flying sword, even more terrifying than the ordinary high-grade magic weapon flying sword.

Qin Song felt a powerful threat, as if his body was about to be crushed by the sword qi of those flying swords from a long distance.

"Sword Immortal!" his pupils shrank, sensing another Jin family monk who practiced swordsmanship that he had killed not long ago, but at this moment, the sharp feeling on Jin Wujian's body was even more terrifying.

The rain of swords fell from the sky, one after another, and the falling flowers were colorful, like golden petals like swords withering.

Qin Song felt that his mana, although it was strong, was like water, and it was easily pierced by those flying swords.

The surging sword qi caused terrifying cracks to appear on the ground, and then collapsed, and a large crack more than fifty meters long, more than ten meters wide, and eight or nine meters wide appeared on the spot, as if suddenly there was a river in front of him, and the sky was full of smoke and dust.

Those flying swords are amazingly fast, and the pear blossoms are raining down.

Qin Song urged the sword in his hand with all his might, stirring up the essence sword light more than ten meters long, and dancing wildly.

The sonorous clang, the sparks tore, the piercing sound of metal colliding sounded in the primeval forest, the flying sword rolled vertically and horizontally, and the earth was cut like tofu.

Qin Song made a move, dodging with all his might, but he was still grazed, with great pain, and his shoulders and abdomen were grazed.

Poof......

The black clothes were torn, blood was flowing, Qin Song snorted, and felt that his organs were injured.

The magic weapon long sword in his hand clanged, trembled violently, and in the big collision, a crisp sound was finally heard, and after the last flying sword was resisted, the long sword could no longer support it, and a high-grade magic weapon was broken inch by inch.

Wow......

He spat out a mouthful of blood, threw away the handle of the broken sword, and stared coldly at the few decorations in front of him.

"Worthy of Brother Dowki. Qin Song gritted his teeth and said, his mana worked violently, turning into an incomparably pure vitality, and suddenly the wounds on his body were healed at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

"You're not bad, you can block my blow head-on, it seems that I have to be serious enough. "Jin Wu Kendo, still very confident.

Rumble!

Qin Song's figure disappeared in place, and he actually crossed a distance of 100 meters and approached the Jinwu Sword.

Jin Wujian seemed to have expected it, and actually slapped him in advance.

Qin Song didn't say a word, took out the hexagonal compass, and the powerful mana poured into it, and suddenly the six terrifying pillars of light overlapped together, and the knot was firmly shaken together with the palm of the Jin Wu Sword.

In the huge energy fluctuations, the blue beam of light violently penetrated vertically and horizontally, and the golden palm actually broke through directly, like a substantial blue pillar of light, directly bombarding the body of the hexagonal compass.

Qin Song felt a paralysis in his arm, and the flesh and blood on his fingers exploded directly, exposing the hand bones inside, and the unbearable pain made him scream on the spot.

"Boom!" he shouted in his heart.

The hexagonal compass suddenly exploded, and the fragments flew wildly, such a close distance, the absolute explosion center, Qin Song was shocked and flew out in the first place.

The Jin Wu Sword also frowned, revealing a trace of pain, the blood on his palm was mottled, and he retreated again and again in the violent and incomparable energy fluctuations, and his body was unstable: "Hmph, you can actually hurt me, but this is not beyond my expectations." ”

Qin Song's face was expressionless, revealing part of his palm, patting the storage bag, enduring the severe pain, his face was hideous, and he shouted in a low voice: "Dust!"

With three thousand feet of white hair, a silver waterfall rushed out of the storage bag, like a dragon snake, and pounced towards the Jinwu sword.

A mana shield appeared on the body of the Jin Wu Sword, and after the dust touched it, it immediately spread wildly, tightly wrapping the entire Jin Wu Sword.

"Banana fan!"

The skin and flesh on Qin Song's palm quickly recovered its growth under the powerful life essence, and at this moment he retreated into the distance, took out the emerald green banana fan, and flashed suddenly.

The yin wind howled, and a huge black tornado tens of meters high swept through the heavens and the earth, flew over, and directly enveloped the Jinwu Sword.

Qin Song slapped seven times in a row, and seven black tornadoes tens of meters high overlapped each other, emitting bursts of screams like ghosts crying wolves, and in the yin wind, some powerful ghost figures emerged, all of them immediately towards the Jinwu Sword that exuded the aroma of flesh and blood.

Those fierce ghosts were wearing ancient armor, their faces were pale, and their eyes were blood-red, as if they were soldiers who had returned from the war in ancient times, holding Changge, full of anger and evil spirit.

I saw that the golden light that shrouded the Jinwu Sword quickly became smaller, and it was completely submerged by the dense ghosts, as if it had been eaten, but at this moment, a golden beam of light, sizzling, rushed out directly from the dense crowd of ghosts.

Then the second golden light, the third ......

In the end, there was a loud bang, like a golden divine thunder, which exploded in a tornado.

The golden light on the Jinwu sword is blazing, and all laws are not violated.

But Qin Song keenly caught the wrong place, a part of the flesh and blood on the Jin Wu Sword actually disappeared, but it was filled with golden energy, so he didn't notice it at the first time.

The black yin wind, spinning violently, condensed into a sharp blade, surrounding the body of the Jin Wu sword, rapidly rotating and slashing, but slashing on it, as if slashing on metal, sonorous and sparkling.

The Jin Wu Sword walked out of the black yin wind step by step, and the golden light in his whole body disappeared, and at this moment, Qin Song finally saw clearly, the Jin Wu Sword was stained with blood, and the smell of blood was filled.

"I'm really underestimating you, it seems that I need to run stronger mana. Jin Wujian's voice was very light, and his face looked extremely gloomy.

Swish!

In Qin Song's eyes, Jin Wujian's figure flickered suddenly, and every time it flashed, it was a big distance away from him, and almost in the blink of an eye, he fell in front of him.

A golden sword was condensed in the hand of the Jin Wu sword, swishing and swishing, and more than a dozen swords were swept out in a row.

More than a dozen golden sword lights swept past Qin Song like lightning, and his keen intuition allowed him to dodge the fatal blow, but the whole person suffered a heavy blow and flew sideways directly.

Immediately after, he saw that several golden sword lights swept into his body one after another.

Buzz Buzz Buzz ......

The mana shield condensed by Qin Song shattered on the spot, and the whole person spurted blood one after another, and the rows of giant trees nearby that were impacted by the aftermath of the overflowing energy broke off at the waist.

He fell to the ground and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, feeling that his entire chest was hot and burning, but he smiled heavily, got up as soon as possible, and said, "This is the power of Daoji, and it didn't disappoint me." Next, I'm going to get serious. ”

"Oh?" Jin Wu Jian was very bland, but he didn't spare the slightest hand, and rushed forward at the first time.

Qin Song's eyes were like lightning, his face was full of unyielding, his mana was urged to the extreme, and he strode forward to fight fiercely with Daoji monk Jinwu Sword.

Soon, he felt the pressure, and in the fierce frontal battle, he kept retreating, and was completely pressed and beaten.

"How is it, for you, do you really feel the power of Brother Daoji, do you know the gap between you and me?"

Qin Song roared, using the banana fan in his hand as a giant sword, slashing horizontally and vertically, stirring up energy.

"There really be someone who can cultivate to such an extent?"

The young monk of the Jin family was stunned, and his face showed a look of horror.

"It is recorded in the Dao Zang that there is a wizard who can fight with the Daoji monk when he asks about the medicine realm, but that is only a record in the book, but now I see it. ”

"I have some understanding now, why did the elder want to recruit Qin Song just now, it would be a pity if this kind of genius was killed like this. ”

"What kind of talent do you need to cultivate to this level?!"

Even in the hostile camp, in this case, the monks of the Jin family were also impressed by Qin Song's methods, and in their world, Daoji monks could easily suppress all existences in the Questioning Medicine Realm.

Yes......

Qin Song roared again and again, his mana was running to the extreme, and in the fierce battle, the banana fan in his hand was also covered with cracks, and such a top-level magic weapon was also going to be destroyed.

Suddenly, Qin Song snorted, a large amount of blood burst out of his mouth and nose, his body trembled violently, and then staggered back, and every step he took made the ground collapse and crack.

"Hmph, genius, the battle of the higher ranks, but that's it?" Jin Wujian sneered, but even he didn't know that at this time, he didn't regard Qin Song as a minor monk in the medicine realm, but as a strong enemy in the Daoji realm.