Chapter 189: The Terrifying Immortal Seal (Second Update!Ask for Subscription!)
As soon as such an idea arose, it was immediately rejected.
This sword, even ordinary grandmasters would not dare to take it hard, let alone Ji Chuan, a small innate realm.
Thinking of this, Qin Qing urged the sword intent again, his body was like a swimming dragon, and his elegant body swept towards Ji Chuan, and the incomparable blade of the sword stopped and slashed.
Ji Chuan didn't care, the dantian true qi surged out and wrapped his whole body, and the Cold Moon Sword was like a soft bubble bun splitting into it, and immediately fell into it, and all the strength was unloaded cleanly.
At this time, Qin Qing finally understood that everything was done by Ji Chuan, and he didn't know what kind of exercises he was cultivating.
However, at this moment, it was too late, and when it was too late, the seventy-two forms of the Heavenly Demon Hand were instantly slapped out, and a palm slammed into Qin Qing's chest.
It's not like just now, this palm Ji Chuan didn't keep his hand.
Qin Qing unexpectedly flew out upside down, spit out a mouthful of scarlet blood, and forcibly lifted most of the roof of the inn.
At this time, no one paid any attention to this.
Such a movement has already attracted the attention of many people in the rivers and lakes, and they have looked at it intently, sighing in their mouths.
"Brother Ji's strength is so strong, the masters of the Grandmaster Realm can't help him, and he is beaten and has no power to fight back. β
Ye Qingming's eyes widened, he had always known that Ji Chuan's strength was very strong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong, he was two dimensions compared to him.
is also in the congenital realm, and he doesn't know if he can survive Ji Chuan's move.
Qin Qing's injury was not light, and he slowly ran his true qi luck on his chest, and at this time, a pitch-black palm print on his snow-white chest gradually emerged, and the demonic qi was swirling.
The injury stabilized temporarily, Qin Qing raised his eyes slightly, and said coldly: "What kind of exercise are you, it can actually unload my whole body strength." β
Although it is still the same frost appearance that has not changed for thousands of years, it is still difficult to hide the surprised tone in it.
Even her cold temperament inevitably asked in the end.
Ji Chuan sneered and said lightly: "Fairy Qin is also so naΓ―ve, we are enemies now, why did I blow up my weakness, does it make it easier for you to kill me?"
'Ji Chuan' was still talking, and there was no trace of stamping in his hand.
This is the second form of the immortal seal method, life and death do not destroy the liver and sausage!
He had been staring at the 'Ji Chuan' seal, and suddenly, there was a strange look behind him, Qin Qing turned around suddenly, only to find that Ji Chuan was already standing behind him with a sly smile.
Qin Qing pursed his lips tightly, with coldness on his face, and a hint of stubbornness, he hurriedly responded.
The result can be imagined, it is obviously too late to raise the sword, and in a hurry, the grandmaster-level true qi is transported, opposite to Ji Chuan's palm.
This kind of quagmire reappeared, it was like a nightmare, which made Qin Qing extremely depressed.
Helpless!
Qin Qing didn't know how many times this kind of unloading force could be used, and he felt that a palm hit Ji Chuan's body, soft and powerless.
A huge force poured on Qin Qing's body, and he was unforgiving, and the speed of the illusion demon body method was as fast as a ghost, and he deceived himself again.
One after another, the black palm prints condensed, constantly attacking towards Qin Qing, and the offensive did not decrease in the slightest, forcing Qin Qing to raise his sword and resist in a hurry.
"Boom, boom, boom......"
The entire roof of the inn was almost shattered by the palm prints of true qi and sword qi, and broken tiles were splashed everywhere.
"Zheng !!"
A melodious sword sound resounded throughout Ningzhou City, and the surrounding sword-raising warriors faintly felt the sword in their hands shaking slightly.
"What a strong sword intent!"
The person who knew the goods immediately had a solemn face, looking at the woman in snow-white plain clothes on the roof above, who could actually trigger the resonance of the sword.
"Oh? Ji Chuan lowered his eyes slightly and muttered, "Then let's see if the Immortal Seal Method is powerful or the Sword Code is powerful." β
Ji Chuan jumped forward and retreated some distance, giving Qin Qing a chance to breathe.
Then, I saw Ji Chuan's fingers flying and quickly sealing.
There are seven types of immortal seals, which are Yin Feng Funeral Request, Life and Death Farewell Destroying Liver and Sausage, Yin and Yang in the Yama Palace, Forgetting the Past Life on the Bridge, Hating and Looking Back in front of the Underworld, Seeing Death as Home and Breaking into the Yin Division, and Returning to Reincarnation.
Therefore, there are seven different sealing methods for the immortal seal method, and outsiders only look at it with the naked eye, and they only feel that Ji Chuan seems to be almost the same every time he seals.
Actually, no, every printing method is different, and every style has nuances.
"Sword Qi River!"
Suddenly, the sound of the sword roared violently, resounding throughout Ningzhou City, and the sword intent crisscrossed the heavens and the earth, like the endless Yangtze River, instantly transformed into a giant dragon, and tore towards Ji Chuan.
Ji Chuan's strange body method, the exercise method that could not be unloaded all the time, made Qin Qing have no choice at all.
She knew that it was impossible to kill Ji Chuan today.
The only thought was to go back and learn the Emei Sword Classics completely, and then kill this person, and she only learned the first style of sword qi.
She will only do this, and fight to the death.
"Uncle Fan......"
Not far from Ji Chuan, Wu Zhen was shocked by the sound of the sword, and hurriedly looked at Fan with a look of surprise on his face.
This kind of pure sword intent was simply terrifying and terrifying, if he was in this fierce and incomparable sword intent, he would definitely not be able to resist in the slightest.
"This is the Emei Heavenly Grade Exercise, Sword Codex!" Li Fan frowned tightly and said solemnly.
Wuzhen is lonely and unheard, but Lifan is not, he is fortunate to have seen the power of the Emei Sect's sword codex, just like this.
It's just that this sword intent is still very immature, and the power of the sword canon has not even exerted one percent of its power.
"Emei, Sword Codex!" Wu Zhenlu thought and muttered.
Then, Wu Zhen raised his head abruptly and exclaimed, "It's not good, Fairy Qin is in the city, it won't be her."
Jinyi Wei Ningzhou Zhenfu envoy Yang Ting is here, how can Fairy Qin be so unscrupulous to use his sword tricks. β
"Let's go, let Qin Qing get out of the city as soon as possible!"
Hearing this, he pulled up Wuzhen and disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, a wisp of voice drilled into Wuzhen's ears.
Yang Ting, who was sitting in the lobby of the six doors, naturally noticed such a big movement, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but outline a sneer.
......
Now!
Qin Qing raised his sword, and the sword qi swarmed in, as if the Yangtze River was rushing towards Ji Chuan.
This incomparable sword qi poured down on Ji Chuan's body, and the immortal seal method was unleashed.
Wisps of sword qi were either unloaded, or absorbed and dissolved by Ji Chuan's palm, and transformed into true qi in the body, constantly filling the dantian.
Ji Chuan's face finally showed joy, this immortal seal method was really terrifying.
Not only can it confuse and detect enemies through the tractor.
It can also be used to unload the force like the moving Dafa.
You can even wantonly transform the true qi attacked by others, transform it into the vitality in your own body, restore the true qi in your body, and let the true qi in your body always be in a state of endless growth and never exhaustion.
Qin Qing's sword canon 'Sword Qi Long River' this time was much better than last time, just panting with his sword, his chest rising and falling.
At this time, a pair of eyes like autumn water, pupils contracted suddenly, and he watched Ji Chuan twist his eyebrows and constantly dissolve the sword qi that was surging like the Yangtze River.
And I couldn't see the slightest fatigue on Ji Chuan's face, and even the pale face that was originally a little over-lucky, gradually became full and ruddy.