Chapter Forty-Six: Return My Ten Spirit Swords

"Sea and sky, your mother!" Wang Zhan stood up and roared at Zhou Qingqing, his heart was full of anger, he was punched out in front of so many people, he felt that he had lost face in front of everyone at this moment. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhou Qingqing sneered: "Just now you said that Chen Qing was just joking, not deliberately trying to bet on me, just let me take a step back and treat it as if nothing happened." I made a mistake now, didn't I deliberately want to send you out, and let you take a step back as if nothing happened? Are you people from the Yuanyang Sect so domineering?"

Wang Zhan's face froze suddenly, he didn't know how to refute Zhou Qingqing's words, and he felt that the eyes of the people around him had changed a little, he was not a reckless fool, otherwise it would be impossible to come up with such a plan against Zhou Qingqing in such a short period of time.

Taking a few deep breaths to suppress the anger in his heart, Wang Zhan walked in front of Zhou Qingqing again, stretched out his hand towards Zhou Qingqing and said, "Okay, I'll treat you as a momentary mistake, don't care about you, treat it as if nothing happened just now, give me the spirit sword." ”

"Wang Zhandaoyou is really an adult. Zhou Qingqing smiled, and his smile gradually cooled, "But I don't want to act as if nothing happened." ”

"Boom!"

Zhou Qingqing suddenly threw a punch and landed on the defenseless Wang Zhan. Wang Zhan flew out upside down again, his body slammed into the wall, this time the collision was far better than the last time, he only felt that all the internal organs of his body were displaced, and he couldn't help but exhale in pain.

"Damn, you dare to fool me!" Wang Zhan completely lost his mind, roared at Zhou Qingqing, and rushed towards him, "Give it to me, Lao Tzu is going to slaughter this guy today!"

Hearing this, the disciples of the Yuanyang Sect launched an attack on Zhou Qingqing, and the spirit sword and various Dao methods continued to be struck, heading towards Zhou Qingqing in the middle.

Although there are many Dao methods, none of them can hurt Zhou Qingqing, and after attacking for dozens of breaths one after another, the disciples of Yuanyang Sect are desperate to find that they haven't even broken Zhou Qingqing's skin!

Wang Zhan looked at the unharmed Zhou Young Man and was even more angry, looking up to the sky and roaring, "Jie Sanyang Flame Sword Formation!"

"Yes!" All the other Yuanyang Sect disciples responded at the same time, and several disciples recalled the spirit sword at the same time, recalling a fire-type spirit sword.

The monkey took a step forward, and the fire-type spirit sword beside him was the strongest of all the Yuanyang Sect disciples, including Wang Zhan, and it reached the level of a third-order spirit sword, and this three-yang fire sword array was also centered on him.

"Get up!" I saw the monkey scream, and the fire-type spirit sword beside him flew upward, levitating ten zhang above his head, and Wang Zhan immediately manipulated his fire-type spirit sword to fly towards the monkey's spirit sword.

A spirit sword converged on top of the monkey under the manipulation of many Yuanyang Sect disciples, forming a mysterious array, and the monkey's spirit sword was located in the center of the array, and the sword body continued to tremble, and every time it trembled, the spiritual pressure from the sword body became stronger.

The Sanyang Flame Sword Array is the most powerful sword array that the monks of the Yuanyang Sect can practice during the Qi training period, and it is divided into three realms, the first realm is called Yiyang, which is to increase the power of many fire-based spirit swords as it is now, and to fight against the enemy, the second realm is called Eryang, which is to use the monk's own spiritual power to increase the spirit sword again, and the last realm Sanyang is to use the monk's own essence and blood to increase the spirit sword! The triple realm is more terrible than the other, and with the strength of Wang Zhan and others, it is already the limit to use this yang.

"Go!"

The monkey screamed, manipulating the fire-type spirit sword and flying towards Zhou Qingqing, his face was pale, and his hand holding the magic technique was also a little trembling, his cultivation was only the eighth layer of qi training, and it was really difficult to manipulate the spirit sword that gathered many fire-type spirit swords that were almost equivalent to the fourth-order spirit sword.

Many of the other monks in the courtyard also turned a little pale, but they were frightened, they couldn't imagine that as Qi cultivators, they could launch an attack that was no less than that of a foundation building stage monk, which was really beyond their imagination!

Wanwan also clenched her fists, looking at Zhou Qingqing, who was surrounded by the disciples of the Yuanyang Sect, her eyes were full of worry.

On the other hand, Zhou Qingqing's face was still calm, he had already set up the Five Spirit Sword Formation when Wang Zhan Monkey and the others began to launch the Three Yang Flame Sword Formation, and now it was almost time to take shape.

"Hum. ”

The Aoki sword in the center of the Five Spirit Sword Formation let out a soft groan, and then rushed up to the sky and rushed out of the Five Spirit Sword Formation, heading towards the monkey's fire spirit sword.

"Huo Kemu, use the wood-based spirit sword to meet the fire-type spirit sword, you are overpowering!Monkey, kill him!" Wang Zhan sneered and said loudly to the monkey.

The monkey's face changed, and he felt that the power coming from Zhou Qingqing's Aoki sword far exceeded his spirit sword, which made him feel a little uneasy.

But this uneasiness was immediately suppressed by the confidence brought to him by attribute restraint, Huo Kemu This is a fact that even secular children know, he doesn't believe that a wood-based spirit sword can still beat his fire-type spirit sword!

"Boom!"

The Aoki Sword and the Monkey's Fire Spirit Sword collided heavily, and the raging flames on the Fire Spirit Sword spread to the Aoki Sword in an instant, and the sword body of the Aoki Sword continued to tremble, constantly emitting a light groan.

Seeing this, the monkey was overjoyed, no matter how powerful your spirit sword is stronger than mine, it is not that you will be defeated under my fire spirit sword!

And at this time, the Aoki Sword suddenly emitted a pale green light, this green light was full of vitality, and as soon as it appeared, it counterattacked towards the monkey's fire spirit sword, and the red light of the fire spirit sword retreated, and it didn't take long to retreat above the spirit sword, not only that, but the green light of the Aoki sword even had the momentum to invade the fire spirit sword!

The monkey's face changed, and he wanted to withdraw his spirit sword, but Wang Zhan behind him saw his thoughts, and roared angrily: "What are you afraid of! Fight him, a wood-based spirit sword can still beat your fire-type spirit sword!"

The monkey gritted his teeth when he heard this, but in the end he still did not withdraw his spirit sword, and at this moment, the green light of the Aoki sword became deeper again, turning into turquoise, and it spread most of the sword body of the fire spirit sword in one breath, and the fire spirit sword screamed and fell from mid-air!

It is said that fire overcomes wood, but the Aoki sword controlled by Zhou Qingqing today is like a towering tree, crushing the small flames of everyone in the Yuanyang Sect!

"Poof!"

The sword array was broken, and all the disciples of the Yuanyang Sect who received the sword array's counterattack vomited a mouthful of blood, and the monkey who was the main formation was even more like being struck by lightning, his face became extremely pale, and his eyes were black and fell forward and fainted!

Young Zhou's face was also not good-looking, but it was much better than that of the disciples of the Yuanyang Sect, and he withdrew the Aoki sword and walked in front of Wang Zhan, who was full of fear.

"You... What do you want to do? I'm a disciple of the Yuanyang Sect. Wang Zhan looked at Zhou Qingqing, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he said in a fierce voice.

"Bang!"

Zhou Qingqing kicked Wang Zhan and knocked him to the ground, then stomped on his chest hard, threw the Aoki sword in his hand beside him, and showed him a smile, "How about a discussion?"

"As for me, I also know that you are joking and impulsive, there is a way to take a step back and open the sky, why don't you and I take a step back, you give me back my spirit sword, I apologize to you, how about we treat it as if nothing happened?"

Wang Zhan's words just now were returned to him by Zhou Qingqing in a different form at this moment.

"When did you give me your spirit sword, haven't you always held it in your own hand?!" Wang Zhan scolded in his heart, but a smile appeared on his face, "Of course, I will return the spirit sword to you, and I will return it to you now." ”

Zhou Qingqing nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, then return my ten spirit swords." ”

"When are there ten!" Wang Zhan roared madly.

Zhou Qingqing pointed at Wanwan and said, "Why not, if you don't believe it, you can ask this girl, you ask her, did I give you ten spirit swords?"

Wanwan smiled and nodded, her heart was indescribably refreshing, "That's right, I saw with my own eyes, he gave ten spirit swords." ”