The huge sharp cone was stabbed by Song Qi, and then scattered into countless thin needles, constantly rotating around Song Qi, splitting out a small group of needle rain to attack, but was stabbed by Song Qi one by one with fast and fierce swordsmanship. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, Song Qi seems to have countless eyes, even if his eyes are closed, he can stab the invisible with his sword, and the sword light flickered, and there was no fish caught in the net.

"A little bit of inspiration, before you move, is this the reason why you obtained the Sword Tribulation Inheritance?" Xie Yangyu said.

Although Song Qi's swordsmanship was wonderful, but what made Xie Yangyu even more amazed was that the spiritual sense he showed was that when dealing with the invisible thorn, he couldn't detect the trace of the invisible thorn with the Yuan Shen of Jin Dan Zhenren alone, and the reason why Song Qi was able to destroy the invisible thorn was because of the prediction of danger.

Although the traces of the invisible thorn are difficult to find, once it is activated, it can make Song Qi sense the danger, so he can calmly swing his sword and destroy all the invisible thorns.

This ability to predict danger in advance is called spiritual awareness, which is taken from "a little spiritual opportunity, pre-awareness", which is the most rare ability of immortal cultivators, compared to this, Song Qi's sword training talent is not worth mentioning.

"Okay, if I can kill you, the old man of the sword master will definitely die of distress. ”

Xie Yangyu burst out with a murderous machine, his figure disappeared in a flash, moving and changing in the air, sometimes appearing, sometimes disappearing, so that Song Qi had no way of noticing.

Yuanying Monk used his body technique, like walking with clouds and water, Song Qi could still catch it with his eyes at first, but later he couldn't find any trace of Xie Yangyu at all, so he simply closed his eyes and guarded against the opponent's attack with his spiritual sense.

Xie Yangyu walked in the void, found the opportunity to make a move, and the divine soul shattered and the invisible thorns splashed, turning into a torrent of fine needles, and rushed towards Song Qi's side.

Song Qi kept stretching out the long sword, plucking the tide-like thin needles, the thin needles were endless, and the long sword collided continuously, and the crisp sound was endless.

Suddenly, in the group of fine needles, a hidden spike accelerated violently, and Song Qi took out his sword with inertia, but it was flashed by the spike, only stabbing towards Song Qi's chest.

The spikes flashed and disappeared, Song Qi's chest was bleeding, his body shook a few times, and he insisted on not falling.

"Even if you cultivate the innate sword body, you can't resist my invisible thorn, Song Qi, don't hold it hard, you will definitely die. ”

Hearing Xie Yangyu's words, Song Qi smiled, spit out a mouthful of blood, and slowly raised the long sword, his body was generous and bright, and he actually merged with the long sword in his hand.

Yu Jian Xuan's innate sword body, in addition to refining the body with sword qi and exercising the body more hard than a magic weapon, has another function, that is, it can be combined with the long sword in his hand to perform the stunt of human sword.

At this moment, Song Qi cast the human sword as one, and in the dazzling sword light, the figure and the sword robbery gradually merged into one, and it was impossible to distinguish between the sword and the person.

Xie Yangyu urged the torrent of thin needles of the invisible thorn to impact, but he was brought outside by the sword light, and he couldn't get close to Song Qi's side at all.

The sword light fused to the end, it was already a dazzling sun, and Xie Huarong and the others, who were slightly weaker in utilitarianism, couldn't help but cover their eyes, if they looked at it any longer, their eyes would be blinded.

Under Xie Yangyu's gaze, the great light of the unity of human and sword moved, and although it was slow, it shot towards him firmly.

Xie Yangyu mustered the strongest strength in his body, and he was about to leave the bones of Song Qilian with a sword bombardment, and suddenly a change occurred.

The sun that flew halfway disappeared, Xie Yangyu couldn't react, and he was a little stunned for a while, but in the blink of his eyes, Song Qi raised his sword and appeared, and the tip of the sword had already touched his chest.

The stinging sensation was very faint, like a mosquito bite, but Xie Yangyu's heart sank, because the cold wind poured into his chest, filling his stomach and throat, he knew that he was finished.

Song Qiyi's sword pierced Xie Yangyu, holding the sword robbery and constantly gasping, killing the attack of the late Yuan Infant, which did not make him complacent in the slightest, because there were still many Jindan monks brought by Xie Yangyu around.

"Do it, don't leave a single one. ”

Xie Huarong and the other three daughters immediately took action and began to kill the Jindan monks who surrounded them, these people were far inferior in strength, and they had no power to resist and were all killed.

"Thank you Senior Brother Song Qi this time. Xie Huarong and the other three stepped forward to thank them.

"Thank you very much, whoever dares to be the most right with the Outer Heaven Monk is our companion, without further ado, come with me now. ”

Song Qisheng had a cold face, even in the face of the three stunning female cultivators, he had no intention of changing at all.

Xie Huarong and the others nodded, and were about to leave for the journey, when at this moment, an extremely arrogant laughter sounded in the sky above.

"Hahaha, three little beauties, what are you still running, go back with me!"

Hearing this voice, Song Qi didn't feel it, but Xie Huarong's third daughter was as dead as ashes, because this voice was very familiar, it was one of the Heavenly Outer Monks, the one named Ma Jie.

When the voice fell, Ma Jie rode the golden-armored unicorn and slowly fell, not looking at the corpses of Xie Yangyu and the others, but looking at Xie Huarong and the others with greedy and obscene eyes.

The gap between the Avatar Cultivator and the Jindan realm was too great, and Song Qi's spiritual sense found that this person was very dangerous, but he couldn't recognize the calendar, because he had never seen a Heavenly Outer Monk.

"Who are you?" Song Qi asked with a sword in hand.

Ma Jie looked at Song Qi dissatisfied, his sleeves agitated, and a condensed wind hit Song Qi's body, making a creaking bone breaking sound, and Song Qi's body flew out like a popping stone.

As soon as the Avatar Monk made a move, he didn't use the magic weapon supernatural power, and just with the wind blowing from his sleeve, he injured Song Qi of the innate sword body, such an understatement blow, far more than Xie Yangyu in the late Yuan Infant period.

Song Qi was seriously injured, Xie Huarong and the others closed their eyes in pain, and now their only hope was shattered, and they could only fall into the clutches of the monks outside the sky.

"Little beauty, you are so naughty, you don't tell us to run around, next time you are not allowed to do this. ”

Ma Jie laughed out loud, his laughter was full of pride, and he grabbed the credit of the three female cultivators, giving him a chance to get a piece of the pie, and before that, it was not his turn to get involved with Xie Huarong and the others.

At this time, Xie Huarong and the others calmed down, looked at Mo Hengxing and the others wordlessly, and nodded emphatically.

Now there is no way to escape, and if she is caught, she will face an unbearable tragic fate, and the three female cultivators will die and die.

No matter how strong the Outer Heaven Monk is, I want to die, but you can't stop it.

Xie Huarong and the others tended to have flat eyes, looking at the world with nostalgia, and they were about to commit suicide.

"Excuse me, what are you doing?"

A voice rang out, and the tension dissipated, and everyone looked at the uninvited guest.

Qingzhou slowly fell, and the first thing that attracted him was Ma Jie, who was dressed in strange clothes, and then three beautiful female cultivators.

"Xie Huarong, Gongsun Yan, and don't run rampant, it's a coincidence that you are all here. ”

His eyes swept over the three peerless faces, causing Qingzhou's sorrow, Xie Huarong was his childhood sweetheart of the same clan, Gongsun Yan and his friends and enemies were inseparable, as for Mo Hengxing, he was a Taoist companion for his life.

Spanning tens of millions of years, although things are not people, but these three people are still there, even if there is no meeting in memory, seeing those familiar faces, thousands of feelings and sorrows come to my heart at the same time. (To be continued.) )