Chapter 129: Qing Suo is invincible

It was not difficult for the monk to turn this yellow face white. The green-robed Taoist priest didn't even care about his appearance at a young age, and it was obvious that he had abandoned the love between men and women and devoted himself to the practice of swordsmanship. And this kind of person is the simplest and the most terrifying! Wang Hui's expression was solemn, and his eyes gestured to Qingqi and Tang Wanrou to take care of Han Yueling, Sun Ruolan, and Zhang Xiaohan. Later, if there is a fight, take them away from the battlefield first.

But Linglong looked dazed, as if she didn't know Ling Feng and Ling Yun at all.

Gu Qingqing wanted to speak and stopped, not knowing whether to confess to Wang Hui, after all, she caused the matter. Zhang Xiaohan hesitated for a moment, but still told Wang Hui in detail about the grievances between the two sides.

"Don't be afraid, you're right about this!"

Wang Hui smiled slightly, then turned his eyes to the yellow-faced young man, and said with a solemn expression: "What do you want to do?"

Like this kind of pure sword cultivation temperament is generally the same, whether it is war or peace, it will also go straight to the point.

Without waiting for the yellow-faced young man to speak, Ling Feng suddenly said coldly: "We are not here to find you, those who know each other should get out of the way, otherwise our Senior Brother Ling Feng's Qingsuo Sword will not be merciful." "The last time he ran away in disgrace, he was very shameless. This time Ling Feng was here, he was full of confidence, and he immediately used his usual taunting stunt of pulling hatred.

"It turned out to be Ling Feng, who ranked second on the Dragon List!" Wang Hui suddenly felt in his heart. No wonder he has a pure sword intent, he is one of the Qingsuo Sword Masters of the Purple and Green Twin Swords, and he has comprehended the remaining sword intent of the Qingsuo Sword Masters of the past dynasties, and the natural sword intent is pure and powerful. According to Long Bang, he should still be a complete Dao Ji, but at this time, the aura he revealed was clearly condensed. And it must be above the level of the True Dan, otherwise the True Yuan Aura would not be so powerful, and it is better than himself, and it is clear that it has reached the peak of the early stage of the Jindan. Coupled with the high-grade spiritual treasure of the Qingsuo Sword, the combat effectiveness is indeed immeasurable.

But it was only Ling Feng who was powerful, not the dead Ling Feng in front of him. Therefore, Wang Hui ignored him at all, and his eyes were still fixed on Ling Feng.

Ling Feng didn't answer, his eyes looked at Ling Yun, after all, the matter was caused by these two junior disciples, and he didn't know the details.

"We're here for the two of them. Ling Yun didn't want to make too many enemies, so he hurriedly pointed at Linglong and Gu Qingqing and said. He didn't want to be harmed by the brain-dead Ling Feng again and run away again.

"So you came to me, you said it earlier. I just happened to be full, and I needed to move my muscles. Linglong suddenly said excitedly. Immediately, the golden light in her palm condensed, and then a golden iron rod appeared, and said with a smile: "Are you on it together, or one by one?"

Wang Hui swept this golden iron rod with his thoughts, and suddenly felt a powerful and unfathomable golden aura, it seemed that this was also a spiritual treasure. He immediately put his mind at ease and took a few people out of the way, leaving them plenty of room to fight.

"Ling Feng of the Shushan Sword Sect, please advise!" Ling Feng said with a solemn expression.

With the infusion of his powerful sword intent and true yuan mana, the unpretentious Qingsuo Sword in his hand immediately soared, and an unparalleled sword intent soared into the sky. With a whoosh, the Qingsuo Sword turned into an incomparable cyan sword light and headed towards Linglong. The sword light was as fast as lightning, and it arrived in front of the dragon girl Linglong in an instant. Even if Linglong is a dragon clan and has a strong physical body, and is hit by a high-grade Lingbao-level flying sword like Qingsuo Sword, it will only end up with a physical weapon.

At the moment of life and death, the golden iron rod in Linglong's hand swept away suddenly, but the last came first, and when there was a bang, the sword and the stick touched.

In an instant, the golden iron rod erupted with an incomparable thick golden yellow golden spirit qi, and the cyan sword light of the Qingsuo Sword skyrocketed, and it was deadlocked. Although Ling Feng's true yuan mana was much worse than Linglong's, his pure sword intent could maximize the power of the Qingsuo Sword, a high-grade spiritual treasure. The middle-grade spirit treasure is equivalent to the primordial god level, but the high-grade spirit treasure is already equivalent to the refining level. The sword qi contained in the Qingsuo Sword was almost endless, even if it could only exert one-tenth of its power, it was enough to shock the earth and easily kill the Yuan Fetal Cultivator. The golden and blue aura continued to stir, and gradually the green light gained a slight advantage.

However, this golden iron rod is not ordinary, but a divine weapon refined by the ancient dragon clan imitating the Ruyi golden hoop rod, that is, the Dinghai Divine Needle. It's just that because the refining method is incomparable, it is only a medium-grade spirit treasure level, but the material itself is the essence of the stars, which is not only extremely heavy, but also almost impossible to destroy except for immortal weapons.

When the two were at a stalemate, the people next to them were all shocked, and even Zhou Yinling felt that his combat effectiveness was a little insufficient. It's not that the true yuan mana can't work, and if you don't use a magic weapon, even if it's a dragon girl, you can't take advantage of her at all. But these two people are both wealthy, and the spiritual treasures on their bodies are outrageously strong. Everyone suddenly felt that they had returned to the real era of the gods, and everyone did not rely on mana, but on the magic weapon of the master. Just like Guangchengzi's apprentice, he can beat him with the Fantian seal, and he hugs his head and runs away.

There was a stalemate for a moment, but Linglong was still calm.

And Ling Feng was already sweating profusely, in terms of True Yuan mana, he was far inferior to the other party, and he was only able to occupy a slight position with the incomparable edge of the Qingsuo Sword.

But if you continue to fight, you will still lose. Because the first one who can't hold on must be him. Just as he wanted to stop and win with his nimble edgeworthiness.

Suddenly, Linglong was full of qi and blood and Long Yuan was agitated, and then suddenly retracted the iron rod and immediately swung it again.

When there was a sound, Ling Feng was caught off guard, and immediately he was swept away with his sword. He used the true yuan mana of his whole body and stopped his body.

At this moment, Linglong held a golden iron rod in his hand, jumped up, and suddenly fell from the sky with the momentum of splitting the mountain with his force.

Ling Feng's expression changed drastically, he didn't dare to make a hard connection, and turned into a cyan sword light and shot into the air.

The two brothers, Ling Feng and Ling Yun, also had drastic changes in their expressions, and hurriedly flew their swords, turning into two sword lights, one green and one white, and quickly fled away.

The iron rod hit the air and smashed to the ground.

Boom! A loud bang resounded in the sky!

The cracks in the ground spread rapidly with the golden air waves, and a huge crack quickly stretched from the front of the hotel to the street. Drivers passing by on the street were stunned and quickly applied the brakes. The car almost fell into the crack, and the driver was shocked, but he couldn't help but complain: It's really scared of the baby!

At the same time, a strong shock wave erupted, and all the houses in the vicinity for more than ten miles shook a few times, as if an earthquake had come.

Everyone was secretly stunned, looking stunned, is this girl possessed by Sun Monkey?

Wang Hui was also stunned, and he used a single attack to hit a large-scale earthquake effect, which was really violent! This combat power has exploded, and it is estimated that even the Yuan Fetus Monk will have a headache when he encounters her. There's no way, this attack is too violent, and even a world-famous divine sword like Qingsuo Sword can't stop it, this is going against the sky.

At this moment, in the distance, a Ling Feng's body sword merged, turning into a dazzling cyan sword rainbow and coming at a rapid speed.

"You bear kid just owe a beating!" Linglong snorted, she also burst into flames, what Shushan Sword Sect you are, fight first! Originally, she didn't plan to treat Ling Feng as such, after all, she was the Qingsuo Sword Master, and her future achievements would definitely be extraordinary. But Ling Feng didn't know how to advance or retreat, but he angered her.

Immediately, Linglong's figure flashed, and he swept out with all his strength, and the golden iron rod quickly grew larger, sweeping towards the cyan sword light.

A huge iron rod with a diameter of a few feet wide swept over, and an unparalleled force erupted, and the Qingsuo Sword seemed to have hit a steel mountain.

With a bang, Ling Feng even took the sword and flew upside down like a cyan meteor. It is also a loss that the Qingsuo Sword is a high-grade spiritual treasure, the sword body is strong, and the origin is strong, otherwise it would have been shattered by this time.

Ling Feng's body fell to the concrete floor under the protection of a cyan sword light. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell unconscious. If it weren't for the automatic protection of the Qingsuo Sword, the bones of the whole body would be shattered at this moment.

The dragon girl's exquisite true yuan mana is almost the same as Zhou Yinling, it is already the peak of the middle stage of Jindan, coupled with the incomparably thick power of qi and blood in the flesh, it is already the level of the late stage of Jindan, with the extremely heavy iron rod spirit treasure, the Yuanfetus level monk does not make a move, it is almost a god blocking and killing God, and the Buddha is blocking and killing Buddha, invincible!

Although the Qingsuo Sword was a powerful top-grade Lingbao-level flying sword, Ling Feng had only just condensed the Dan after all, and his True Yuan mana was insufficient, so he could not bring out the true edge of the Qingsuo Sword. Therefore, a frontal fight is almost a crushing without resistance!

Ling Feng and Ling Yun glanced at each other, and their hearts were suddenly cold, Ling Feng was the Qingsuo Sword Master, and he was likely to condense the peerless genius of the Yuan God in the future. If Ling Feng hangs here because of the two of them, I'm afraid that things will be a big deal! The head of the sect will definitely sentence the two of them to the punishment of piercing the heart with ten thousand swords.

With a whoosh, two sword lights, one green and one white, fell beside Ling Feng. The two grabbed Ling Feng and Qing Suo Sword and went away at a high speed.

Wang Hui and Zhou Yinling next to him glanced at each other, and the two looked at each other, not knowing what they thought.

The same is true for others, who inexplicably beat Ling Feng, the core true disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect, to the point of not knowing whether he is alive or dead. This feud is big, and this disaster is also big!

Wang Hui never imagined that he would accept an apprentice and cause such a thing. It was as if there was a big hand in the darkness that pushed itself to the opposite side of the Shushan Sword Sect. However, since you have been offended, it is too late to regret it. The other party will never give up, not to mention that there are two brothers Lingfeng Lingyun provoking it, this matter can't be good. Anyway, there is a tall man like Linglong carrying it in front, so he can only comfort himself like this.

(To be continued.) )