Chapter 0105: The Trick of Exorcism (II)

Night – warm as water.

A bird of prey flapped its huge wings across the blue moon and landed in the Yang family's mansion in the blink of an eye.

A young man of about twenty years of age jumped from the back of a bird of prey with a palpitating coldness, followed by a graying old woman.

"Father. The young man did not look at anyone else all the time, but walked up to an old man, and let go of his arrogant and cold demeanor.

"It's crazy!" An extremely vague anger passed quietly from Yang Huairen's eyes, especially the small sword embroidered on the young man's chest made him have a deep fear in his eyes.

The small sword pattern is very simple, the sword body splits from the clouds, and the white clouds embroidered on the chest are cut off, implying that the sword intent breaks through the clouds!

"Lingxiao Sword Sect - Yang Kun. ”

Not only him, but also Yang Bao and Tang Yutang carefully suppressed the anger and hatred in their chests, Yang Kun's madness was full of recklessness and wildness, and everything in his eyes revealed his arrogance at a glance.

The old woman always stood behind Yang Zhan, her cruel and vicious eyes swept slightly past Yang Bao and the others, and the corners of her thin mouth were hooked, looking at everyone's eyes with disdain.

"Go and see the war, who is waiting for the head of the enemy to pay tribute to his dead soul. ”

"Good. Yang Kun replied coldly, and his deep voice seemed to come from Jiuyou, and the coldness contained made everyone tremble.

"It's just a soul casting realm, why is his momentum so fierce?" When the old woman followed Yang Zhan past Yang Bao, he and Tang Yutang's eyes slightly misaligned, and at the same time they saw the horror in each other's eyes.

The coffin in the hall was quiet and terrifying, everyone subconsciously held their breath, Yang Kun didn't say a word from beginning to end, but stared coldly and silently at Yang Zhan's sunken sternum.

Xicheng Garrison Camp - School Field.

Xiao Yue lazily coiled on Qin Yi's shoulder, the flat triangular snake head, glowing with a cold light in the sun.

Nine hundred people were engaged in actual combat drills to catch each other, and they did their best to fight to the flesh, as long as it was not a fatal part.

"If you want to confirm what is a partial flower and what is a seven star, only by fighting each other can you comprehend the fist intent in the shortest possible time!"

They firmly remembered Qin Yi's words, and the roars on the school field and the muffled sound of fists and flesh made the ruffians and hooligans watching from the side break out in a cold sweat.

Qin Yi's irritable heart calmed down, and his fingers gently stroked the handful of broken silver hair on his forehead: Although it has burned ten years of vitality, I can get out of hell, and I have earned it!" "Blood Building, I, Qin Yi, swear that one day Lao Tzu will remove you from the three clans of the Flood and Desolation and become a collapsed abandoned building!"

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the garrison camp was smashed by the newly repaired gate. Two soldiers guarding the camp gate flew out of the smoke and dust, and died of exhaustion before they could hit the ground.

"Qin Yi rolled to death. ”

Looking for the shouting, Qin Yi's eyes saw a team of people walking out of the smoke and dust.

Xiaoyue's lazy snake body flicked from Qin Yi's shoulder in an instant, and the snake's jaws rose straight, as if he was laughing.

"Something that has no eyesight dares to collide with the outstanding talents of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and it deserves to die. Yang Huairen's fat face was ruthless, and his finger pointed in Qin Yi's direction: "Qin Fuzheng, according to our gambling agreement today, Benshan people will come to see you off." ”

"Clown!" Qin Yi didn't bother to glance at Yang Huairen, his gaze stayed behind him.

The families led by the Yang family came, and they pressed forward step by step, and the ruffians and hooligans who had been eliminated but still stayed in the camp to eat and drink stared nervously at the two withered corpses on the ground, and retreated in horror.

The poisonous widow and the others were about to surround them, and when they saw Qin Yi's raised hand, they continued to fight each other.

"It's just been a few days since it stopped, and a group of clowns have been sent to the door again, can it be addictive to being slapped in the face?" Nangong Yue and a few people appeared beside Qin Yi, and began to pull hatred without any scruples.

Like Qin Yi, they were all staring behind Yang Huairen, and an old man was holding a spirit card, staring at Qin Yi with a resentful expression.

Next to the old man, stood a young man, whose face was very similar to the old man's.

"Lingxiao Sword Sect?" Qin Yi was also looking at it, the young man and the old woman were the family's dependents.

Even, the people of the family are very respectful, like the stars and the moon, the young and the old women are clustered, and the flattery on that face is very disgusting.

"Fat pig, you're in the way of Ben Fuzheng's line of sight, let the people behind you get out and talk. Qin Yi's face was indifferent: "What is the Lingxiao Sword Sect, the garrison camp is Lao Tzu's territory, and the person who killed me must take his life to fill it." ”

Qin Yi's gaze fell on the dead soldiers, both of them were remnants of the Blue Wolf Gang, and it was not a pity to die.

However, there is only one person in the garrison camp who can kill and take Yu, and that person is himself!

Whether to kill or not is his business, but if a person is killed by others, it must be counted separately.

Wow.

There was an uproar, no one thought that Qin Yi would be so domineering and let the people of the Lingxiao Sword Sect get out and speak.

Yang Huairen's eyes froze, he didn't seem to believe that Qin Yi would be so straightforward.

"Qin Yi, you little brute, you dare to speak out, do you know the Lingxiao Sword Sect? ”

"Lingxiao Sword Sect?"

"Yes, it's the Lingxiao Sword Sect, now I know I'm afraid. You have used a trick to kill Yang Zhan and take away the position of commander that should belong to Yang Zhan, and now is the time to make amends for your crimes. ”

"Lingxiao Sword Sect?" Qin Yi asked again, with a look of banter on his face.

"Yes!" Yang Huairen was very excited, as if he saw the scene of Qin Yi being ravaged.

"Oh!" Qin Yi plucked his ears lightly, exuding a ruffian aura all over his body: "Phew, Lingxiao Sword Sect, the young master has never heard of it at all, is it very powerful?"

Yang Huairen's smug expression stopped abruptly, he didn't believe it, Qin Yi actually said that Ling Xiao Sword Sect was a fart.

One hand put on Yang Huairen's shoulder, and then gently pulled, Yang Huairen's two-hundred-pound round body was pulled aside.

"You are Qin Yi. Yang Kun's eyes were like a sword.

"Are you blind?" Qin Yi's frivolous demeanor was full of provocation.

"Roll over and kowtow, and by the way, borrow your head to let Yang Zhan's soul rest in peace. Yang Kun was very calm, indifferent to Qin Yi's provocation, and his flat tone contained a strong smell of blood.

"You don't borrow the head, you can take it if you want. Qin Yi responded coldly.

"Haha, it's really laughing at me, Qin Yi, do you know who Brother Yang is, he is a disciple of the Great Elder of the Lingxiao Sword Sect. Fei Xinghong jumped out and looked at Yang Zhan with a flattering expression.

"So what?" Qin Yi said coldly again.

A group of people were stunned, the Lingxiao Sword Sect was a behemoth to the third-grade family, and even the second-grade family with profound heritage did not dare to provoke its edge.

The old woman standing behind Yang Kun had fierce eyes in her eyes.

"Sword slave, he is my prey. Sensing the chilling killing intent behind him, Yang Kun gently raised his eyebrows.

The killing intent dissipated instantly, and the old woman became more respectful. The word sword slave caused an uproar in the family.

The sword slave is a killing weapon carefully cultivated by the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and is the servant and guard of the core disciples of the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

"Qin!"

"Shut up!" Yang Kun said in a deep voice, interrupting Fei Xinghong's words.

Then, he stared at Qin Yi with a cold gaze: "Yang Zhan has been waiting for too long, he will be lonely alone." You should rest under the Yellow Spring, and plead to him. ”

"Oh, I was a sinner who accidentally punched him to death. I didn't get beaten, like a little man tied in paper, I didn't do anything at that time. ”

"Look for death. ”

Yang Kun was furious, and his momentum rose sharply.

"Buzz!"

With a sword groan, the golden martial soul light slowly rose from behind him.

"Qiang, Qiang!"

The sound of Jin Ming was endless, and everyone was shocked to find that the sharp sword in their hands actually trembled slightly in the scabbard.

A sword rises and falls in the golden glow, the body of the sword is extremely condensed and shuttles through the golden glow.

"Martial Soul - Edgeworth. ”

Everyone was shocked that Yang Kun's martial soul turned out to be a sword, a sword of God-given name.

The sword body is about three fingers wide, the blades on both sides are golden, and the royal character is engraved on the hilt of the sword, which is composed of various mysterious symbols, which is the swordsmanship engraved by the martial spirit.

"What a condensed martial spirit!" Yang Bao exclaimed, a touch of jealousy and suspicion was quietly buried in his eyes, at this moment he hoped that the person who died was not Yang Zhan, but Yang Kun!

A vein loomed on the jet-black sword body, and at a rough glance, it was a pale golden sword pattern, but many people knew that it was the martial soul vein.

"Actually condensed the Martial Soul Heavenly Vein?" Tang Yutang was surprised, he and Yang Bao quietly glanced at each other: "No wonder Yang Kun will become the core disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, it can be said that as long as Yang Kun can grow smoothly, the entire Yang family will be his sooner or later." ”

"Qin Yi, you little brute, you must kill him. Yang Bao lowered his head, trying his best to suppress the crazy desires in his heart.

He was afraid: if even one look betrayed his inner thoughts, he would fall into a place of no return.

"Xiao Yizi is in trouble. Bao Wei had a smile and a look of schadenfreude. He has been hiding in the shadows, if the sword slave dares to make a move on Qin Yi, he will kill him as soon as possible.

"Bao Lao, this is not good. The master's combat power can crush the Bone Refining Realm at most, and in the face of the Heavenly Pride of the Soul Casting Realm, he may fall. The demon looked worried, looking at Qin Yi nervously.

"Not necessarily, the old man is talking about trouble, but he doesn't admit that Xiao Yizi is worried about his life. ”

Bao Wei looked mysterious, he knew very well that Qin Yi had a lot of hole cards, and when he thought about how many times Qin Yi's skin flowed out of golden light, he was looking forward to it, whether it was the sharp edge of the martial soul in the name of heaven, or Qin Yi's physical defense.

Qin Yi squinted, his expression was very solemn: the golden sound emitted by the scabbard just now was not caused by sword intent, it can be seen that Yang Kun's martial soul has a peerless demeanor, and he can be called the king of swords.

The golden glow dispersed, and the long sword that Yang Kun was carrying suddenly came out of its sheath.

He was murderous: "If you refuse to bow down and repent, then I will destroy your legs and take off your head in humiliation." ”

Bending his fingers into a sword, Yang Kun pinched out the sword mark, and the long sword that came out of the sheath was blessed by the martial soul, and with the sound of wind and thunder, it flashed in the air with the sound of wind and thunder, and instantly crossed a distance of dozens of meters and slashed towards Qin Yi's legs.

", flying sword?" Qin Yi burst out with a foul mouth, Ling Bo took a slight step as he wanted, the blood and qi all over his body spurted out, and his figure quickly dodged.

"Yu Tongyu, does it mean that the control of the sword is like a sword immortal?" Qin Yi pondered, his eyes full of battle intent: "Are you worthy of playing with the sword?"

A sword intent surging out of Qin Yi's body, and with a flick of his wrist, the True Martial Yin and Yang Twin Swords appeared in his palm.

"Boom!"

The uniform sound of gold sounded in the school field, and everyone was shocked, and the sword of the scabbard did not tremble slightly, but jumped out three feet high, and its momentum was amazing.

The fierce sword intent was like a flood beast, stirring up circles of air flow with Qin Yi as the center. In the eyes of everyone, he transformed into a sky-cutting sword, and the fiery sword intent made people dare not look at it directly.

"Yang Kun's martial soul is the king of swords, and he can make ten thousand swords echo. ”

"Yi Boy's sword intent is incomparable, but it is to make Wan Jian surrender. ”

"The two are not the same, freaks are freaks, and freaks can often surprise people. ”

Bao Wei's eyes were shining, and he, like everyone else, was staring at the Yin and Yang swords in Qin Yi's palm.

The double sword is very ordinary, but the yin and yang fish engraved on the hilt of the sword makes people unconsciously experience the long martial rhyme.

"Sword intent?" Yang Kun muttered, he was a little stunned, he never thought that Qin Yi would be able to dodge the killing of the flying sword: "I admit that I am not as good as you in terms of sword intent, but I will decide your head." ”

With a slight deflection of the sword finger, the flying sword that broke through the air shot again, and this time the speed of the flying sword increased again, and there was almost no afterimage.

Qin Yi also moved, and Ling Bo's Xuanao of Weibu was exerted by him to the extreme.

Only a few people in the entire school field could see Qin Yi's figure clearly.

Yang Kun kept changing the sword marks, and Qin Yi's body was too mysterious and unpredictable to capture Qin Yi's figure.

Although the flying sword was fast, it could only stop Qin Yi's progress, and the distance between the two was constantly shortening.

The Yin and Yang Twin Swords never produced a single sword from beginning to end, but everyone clearly felt that Ling Yun's sword intent was getting stronger and stronger, and many people were about to lose their breath.

"Ten Thousand Swords: Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

With a cold drink, the sword mark in Yang Kun's hand suddenly changed, and a burst of golden sound appeared.

Wan Jian is a bit exaggerated, after all, Yang Zhan has only cast the soul realm, and his strong qi and blood have just been transformed into the power of the martial soul, and it is undoubtedly a fool's dream to manipulate the ten thousand swords, but more than a hundred long swords were pulled out of the sheath by Yang Zhan's martial soul, and the sharp sword light turned in the air and hunted towards Qin Yi's uncertain figure.

Several people's eyes shrank, and they finally saw Qin Yi draw his sword.

However, Qin Yi's sword momentum was extremely slow, as slow as a turtle, making people want to vomit blood.

"What rotten swordsmanship?" Yang Leopard pouted, his forehead was bruised, his heart was very eager for Qin Yi to kill Yang Kun, but it seemed to be an extravagant hope at present.

"Whew!"

The melodious Jin Ming made several people's eyes stagnate, and they actually blocked it? Some people rubbed their eyes vigorously, joking that a sword move like a turtle speed could actually block a fast and extremely fast flying sword?

"It's too weird, isn't it?" Nangong Yue and the others also looked sluggish: Qin Yi was not only able to dodge under the sword net composed of hundreds of sword shadows, but also could accurately block, which was really incredible.