Chapter 10: Swordsmanship and Spells

Yang Xuying vomited blood and flew away, and his breath quickly weakened, but Jian Qingyu did not retreat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Brother Yuqing, be careful!"

Lin Qiongling exclaimed, and as soon as the words fell, the cyan flying sword had already pierced Jian Qingyu's vest.

"Bell!"

Everyone was petrified in an instant, and they all looked at Jian Qingyu in amazement.

The flying sword can't even pierce the skin, what a terrifying body this must be!

Yang Xuying's face was also stunned, and his battle spirit was completely lost in an instant, and an unspeakable fear rose in his heart.

Seeing Yang Xuying's appearance, Jian Qingyu smiled coldly, and with a shock of his right hand, the small half of the golden sword blade flew out and sank into the bluestone floor under Yang Xuying's feet.

Yang Xuying only felt the incomparably humiliated in his heart, and his anger surged, and he pinched the sword finger in his right hand, and the cyan flying sword flew towards the neck of the sword Qingyu at a faster speed.

Jian Qingyu turned around suddenly, flicked his fingers, and a drop of golden blood flew out, turning into a strange circular rune in front of him.

The cyan flying sword stabbed on the circular rune, and the blood was suddenly bright, and the cyan flying sword was enveloped in an instant.

Yang Xuying's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, his eyes looked at Jian Qingyu in horror, and said angrily: "What did you do to my Qingguang Sword?"

Jian Qingyu turned around, looked at Yang Xuying, smiled faintly, raised his right hand slightly, the blood-colored light behind him quickly dissipated, and the round rune disappeared, but the Qingguang sword of Yang Xuying slowly flew into Jian Qingyu's hand.

"You took away my Skyfall Divine Sword back then, and today this Blue Light Sword belongs to me!"

Jian Qingyu said secretly in his heart, but a cold smile appeared on his face, and he walked towards Yang Xuying again, and said slowly: "Your life is going to be mine today, and you still care about a low-level magic weapon?"

After obtaining the inheritance of the "Tianyan Instrument Spectrum", Jian Qingyu had already studied it, and it was naturally obvious that this flying sword was a low-level magic weapon refined by the refining method of the cultivation realm.

It is precisely because it is a magic weapon that the monk can use the sword control to kill the enemy!

The sword Qingyu dantian was abolished, and he had not practiced the art of sword control, so this sword could only be regarded as a sharper sword for him!

"Beard!"

"Teach the real person!"

Yun Qingyang and a group of Dao Sect elder disciples quickly came to Yang Xuying's side, their eyes vigilantly looked at the sword Qingyu who was walking slowly, and their faces all showed frightened expressions, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble!

Yang Xuying's face was extremely gloomy, looking at the sword Qingyu who was holding the blue light sword and revealing a demonic cold smile, he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Withdraw!"

Immediately, the Daomen people followed Yang Xuying and quickly retreated in the direction of the palace behind him.

Jian Qingyu didn't mean to stop it at all, and still walked slowly towards Yang Xuying and the others, but when his figure changed, the distance between him and Yang Xuying and the others was constantly narrowing.

Behind Jian Qingyu, Jian Zhenyu and other major family sects and even scattered cultivators followed one after another and poured into the main hall!

Just after everyone passed through the first major hall, Jian Qingyu had already caught up with Yang Xuying and the others, grinning coldly, Jian Qingyu did not hesitate to swing the blue light sword and slash at the several Dao disciples in front of him!

The screams rang out, and in the blink of an eye, seven Dao Sect disciples died under the Qingguang Sword, and the blood spilled out, staining the sword's snow-white robe.

"Brother Yuqing!"

Behind Jian Qingyu, Lin Qiongling saw that Jian Qingyu was merciless to those young Dao disciples, and couldn't help but turn pale and call out in a sad voice.

Jian Qingyu's body shook, his footsteps still changed slightly, and he still chased away at the original speed, but the long sword in his hand had already changed to a beat, and where the sword light passed, those Dao disciples all flew away.

"You go first!"

Seeing that Jian Qingyu was already approaching, Zhenzi immediately roared angrily, turned around suddenly, pulled out the long sword behind his back, and a layer of brilliant silver light shrouded his body, swinging his sword and slashing at Jian Qingyu!

The cyan sword light flashed, and the cyan light sword slapped on True Purple's long sword, and then continued to hit the real body, and suddenly the protective body was shattered, and True Purple spurted out a mouthful of blood and threw it away.

But at this moment when True Purple was blocked, the distance between Yang Xuying and Jian Qingyu quickly widened!

A sword slapped the true purple, and Jian Qingyu immediately slowly chased after it again!

Behind him, Lin Qiongling and the others looked at Jian Qingyu, who was merciful to his subordinates, and couldn't help but show a smile on their faces.

Walking through the palace, there were fewer and fewer Dao Sect elders beside Yang Xuying, but a smile appeared on Yang Xuying's face.

Because, in front, he has already seen his master, Dao Hong Zhenren!

"Master, save ......"

Yang Xuying finally crossed the threshold of the palace, his face showed a look of joy, and he was about to shout for help, but he saw that Shizun's face suddenly changed drastically.

Immediately after, Yang Xuying felt a pain in his heart, and the strength of his body dissipated instantly, and he couldn't take a step anymore!

"How daring!"

The loud shouts of Master Daohong Zhenren echoed in his ears, but Yang Xuying's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his body fell weakly.

Just as Yang Xuying crossed the last threshold, Jian Qingyu showed a cold smile on his face, his pace changed, and he suddenly burst out, passing Yun Qingyang and Dao Sect Elder in the blink of an eye, and the blue light sword in his hand instantly penetrated Yang Xuying's heart.

Yang Xuying was already seriously injured, he was pressed by Jian Qingyu step by step, his mind was nervous and tired, and when he saw Shizun Daohong Zhenren, he thought that he could finally be saved, and his mind instantly relaxed a little, and Jian Qingyu shot at this moment!

Seeing that his proud disciple was killed, Dao Hong's face suddenly changed greatly, and he shouted angrily, and a crimson flying sword had already shot out, stabbing at Jian Qingyu!

Sword Qingyu quickly withdrew and he, the blue light sword flashed, and it slashed at the crimson flying sword.

"Bell!"

The crimson flying sword trembled fiercely, was shocked to the side, and then suddenly shot backwards and back, submerging into Dao Hong's body!

Dao Hong looked at Yang Xuying, who had fallen to the ground, his face was even more angry, his eyes looked at Jian Qingyu coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Your dantian has been abolished, but you can still cultivate, it must be a special cultivation technique obtained in the Shura Pagoda!"

Jian Qingyu smiled faintly, but did not answer, the aura around his body quickly rose, and the blood-colored light on the Qingguang Sword was flourishing, and he slowly walked towards Dao Hong!

As soon as Jian Qingyu's footsteps moved, Dao Hongzhen's face froze, his expression became solemn, and with a wave of his robe, the aura of heaven and earth quickly gathered, and above the sky, one fireball after another quickly condensed and formed, and then fell from the sky.

Looking at the fireball that fell like a rain of fire, Jian Qingyu's face was also slightly condensed, after eleven years, the cultivation of this red real person has become more and more profound, and it was necessary to change the handprint to cast such a spell back then, but now it is a wave of his sleeves!

His heart was slightly tight, and the blue light sword in Jian Qingyu's hand had already moved at will, only to see that the thousands of sword lights around him flickered non-stop, and all the fireballs that fell down were shot away by him, and none of them came close.

Seeing that Jian Qingyu had cracked his spell so easily, Dao Hong's expression became more and more solemn, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Jian Qingyu, even ignoring the large number of fireballs that fell on the surrounding halls.

The fire suddenly spread at an extremely fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, except for the palace behind Dao Hong Zhenren that was shrouded in formations, the towering Dao Alliance Hall palace group was all burning.

Those masters of all parties who came closely after Jian Qingyu and were in the main hall were suddenly shocked, some forward, some retreated, and dodged in all directions!

With another wave of the robe, walls of fire had already appeared in front of Jian Qingyu, and the flames were burning, which was much stronger and more condensed than the flame giant net back then.

In the distance, Xing Shenhao and the others looked at Dao Hong's terrifying spell, and their faces couldn't help but turn pale, but beads of sweat were already emerging on their foreheads, and those acquired masters couldn't help but tremble under this terrifying pressure!

Under the wall of fire, Jian Qingyu's figure was as small as an ant, but his steps still did not pause at all, step by step, it seemed unpleasant, but in a moment, his body was already attached to the wall of fire!

Everyone looked at the thin figure like a moth to a fire in horror, and they couldn't help but hold their breath one by one, their eyes widened, and it seemed that even the terrifying coercion had disappeared!

The body touched the wall of fire, and I didn't see the slightest movement of Jian Qingyu, the blood around his body was full of light, and the sword rays appeared in all directions, and the tall wall of fire suddenly cracked, sparks shot out, but he couldn't get close to Jian Qingyu's body at all!