Peng Xuan's whole body was shaken, and the huge power was like an endless tide, pouring into the palm of his hand along the four-foot-long blade, and the hilt of the sword slammed into the tiger's mouth, bringing a burst of heart-piercing pain.

The entire body was almost scattered by the penetrating force, especially the arm holding the sword, as if every bone had been shattered.

However, at this time, pain has become an insignificant thing in the emotion, but his heart is more shocked and panicked, suddenly his face as white as paper is full of incredulity, the original fanatical, excited eyes are replaced by confusion and emptiness, looking at the giant wave sword flying out of the air, like a string that has been plucked by someone, in a crazy tremor this, I can't believe my eyes, a huge panic wells up in my heart.

Zhang Qian's fingers shattered the blue sea tide left by the Biyun Dao people on the sword, and then rolled up with five fingers, and actually grabbed the Julang Sword that had been recast and tempered with the blood of whales in the sea and had a trace of spiritual wisdom in his hand.

The sharp blade of the sword trembled like a cicada's wing in his palm, and the humming sound grew hoarse.

Peng Xuan only felt a tearing force coming, the flesh of the palm was broken by the hilt of the sword, the blood was like a pillar, falling into the air, and then turned into a misty blood mist by the afterglow of the tremor, he subconsciously or involuntarily let go of his hand, he abandoned the sword, quickly retreated, and his feet were like riding the wind and waves, only to see the masonry on the ground being crushed into powder, splashing up like a splash, billowing smoke and dust mixed with blood mist covered his figure, so as not to be exposed to the suffocating calm gaze, he had a moment of security, and his face swelled with strong resentment, to this point, he still couldn't believe that he had carefully prepared for two months, or repeat the mistakes of the past, and even more completely defeated than last time.

At the beginning, in Zizhen Building, he could at least make the other party be cautious when he used the tidal sword technique.

And today, I tried my best to use a sword, especially the sword also contained a blue sea tide of vitality, the strength was four or five times stronger than at the beginning, but it was cracked so lightly, like driving away flies.

How did he know that Zhang Qian had now cultivated a leakless spirit body, and had given birth to pure yang true qi, and had even devoured the earth lung poison true qi that had been refined by the people of the White Bone Dao for decades, and thus opened up a meridian, and now his strength is comparable to that at the beginning.

It is no exaggeration to say that the two are now worlds apart.

"You forced me, no wonder I!" The viciousness in Peng Xuan's eyes became stronger and stronger, and he was almost dripping blood.

In the process of retreating and avoiding, he lightly clasped his thumb and put it on the emerald green ring on the first knuckle of his index finger, and saw that the green light was hidden, and it disappeared out of thin air, just like the water marks on the rice paper were dried by the warm wind, and the buzzing sound was loud in an instant, as if thousands of cicadas flapped their wings at the same time, and a turquoise mist surged from the dust, and the diffuse speed was so fast that it was almost difficult to reflect.

In the divine consciousness, the turquoise mist was actually composed of countless dust-like thorns, like light spreading.

Moreover, these thorns seem to have spirituality, revealing a vicious and cold aura, which disturbs the consciousness through the divine consciousness, making people feel cold all over their bodies, like falling into an ice cave.

Zhang Qian's head was full of green silk to break free from the high crown, and he faced the turquoise mist and wrenched away, but there were some omissions in a hurry, and these thorns were very spiritual, and they quickly avoided the strangulation of the blood refining black gold sword qi, and in an instant, there were hundreds of thorns that broke through the defense line formed by the sword qi, and all hit Zhang Qian's body.

"Haha, you have been hit by my 'jellyfish Qinyuan thorn', and you still don't admit defeat and surrender? If I don't help you take it out, the stinger will attack your heart, and within a moment or three, you will be cut off and die. ”

Peng Xuan couldn't help laughing when he saw that the trick had succeeded.

His jellyfish Qin Yuan thorn is a spiritual treasure used by his father Sea Toad when he was young, it took countless painstaking efforts to refine, from the depths of the South China Sea to capture the ghost jellyfish to take the stinger on its tentacles, and take the soul of the ancient Qin Yuan poisonous bee into it into the instrument spirit, both are the most yin to the poison thing, after smelting a furnace is extremely vicious, although it is only a beginner spirit treasure, but when it is deployed, it is more fearful than many middle-level spirit treasures, and it is not a first-class treasure that can be compared.

At this time, penetrating layers of obstacles to hit Zhang Qian, in his opinion, there was absolutely no possibility of resistance.

But before the laughter fell, he saw five black nails like hooks and sickles tearing through the air, and the air twisted everywhere he went, and the smoke and dust were torn like a curtain, and the power was extremely violent.

Before Peng Xuan used the jellyfish Qin Yuan to assassinate him, he had already prepared for Zhang Qian's death-defying counterattack.

Although this jellyfish Qinyuan thorn is powerful, but the poison attack also needs a process, it is impossible to kill immediately, he immediately rolled up his big sleeves, and the surrounding sunflower water aura surged towards him like a long whale absorbing water, and a surging water mass was condensed between the whiskers to wrap around, and this magic robe on his body was also an unusual thing, but it was cut off from the deep sea gloomy bamboo and refined by pulling its silk, this deep sea gloomy bamboo was born in the trench of ten thousand zhang deep, I don't know how much sunflower water aura was absorbed, and I don't know how many years it has been tempered by the endless pressure, it is extremely tenacious, it is already a top-level magic weapon, ordinary spells can't be broken at all, this time it is also to deal with Zhang Qian, so he specially from his father's study"Borrowed" out.

The five blood refining black gold sword qi grabbed it, and the water mass that emitted a ghostly light was suddenly torn open a gap, and the water splashed wildly!

Peng Xuan only heard a soft sound on the placket of his chest, as if this gloomy bamboo robe couldn't stand this force and was about to be broken, and he was immediately horrified.

"This guy has been hit by my jellyfish Qin Yuan thorn, and he must involve a part of his mind to suppress the injury, otherwise the stinger will immediately invade the heart and die on the spot! ”

Peng Xuan was frightened, and urged the surrounding sunflower water essence qi to turn into the power of the tides and quickly retreated, thinking that Zhang Qian was just returning to the light at this time, and the end of the strong crossbow was just over, as long as he survived the time in front of him, he couldn't help him when he was injured, the situation was reversed, and everything was under his control. Unexpectedly, as soon as the hind foot took a step back, the blood refining black gold sword qi became more and more ferocious, and it actually cut through the barrier formed by the condensation of Kwai Shui's spiritual qi, and the cold sword qi tore through the placket, touching the chest and bringing a sharp pain, as if there were cracks on the ribs, and the painful Peng Xuan's eyes turned black, and his heart was terrified: "How can this be! The gloomy bamboo clothes can't stop his counterattack." ”

He was already in a state of stupefaction, stupidity, and no resistance, any struggle seemed futile, and if he put his hand a few more inches forward, he could puncture his heart.

For a monk who has never cultivated pure yang true qi, his life is still pinned on the furnace, and a puncture of the heart is a fatal injury.

In a few breaths, he will die, and even a panacea will not be able to save him.

At this moment when life and death were hanging by a thread, Peng Xuan only felt that his body sank, as if someone reached out and grabbed his shoulder, and then the whole person was taken away by a pulling force, and his feet flew backwards without touching.

When he turned his head and saw that it was Qin Guan, he was greatly moved, he didn't expect that at such a dangerous moment, this silent little junior brother would actually save his life.

But after thinking about it, I felt that it was wrong, I was not able to protect myself under Zhang Qian's offensive, and it was even difficult to react, the strength of this Qin Guan realm was inferior to my own, how could I intervene at such a critical juncture, and even look effortless, I barely opened my eyes and faintly found a clue, only to see a layer of blue mist rising from his body, like a wave on the sea, mixed with Kwai Shui Aura, it is difficult to find, but it is fundamentally different from Kwai Shui Aura, these blue mist actually escaped from his body, Peng Xuan's heart was shocked: "This Qinguan realm is still above me, and I have already cultivated my true qi. ”

At this time, he had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know how to feel, both jealousy and resentment, and the joy of rebirth after the catastrophe.

Zhang Qian tore the gloomy bamboo clothes with one claw, originally wanting to take Peng Xuan's life, but as soon as he cracked the bones, he was rescued by Qin Guan Heng, but he was not surprised by the strength he revealed.

As early as when he entered the hall earlier, he had already felt the deliberately hidden True Yuan fluctuations on Qin Guan's body, and he knew that this person should have entered the realm of unimpeded Hundred Bones. However, he has not yet penetrated any of the meridians in his body, and his true qi cannot be condensed and precipitated, but he does not know how to use to bind his true qi in his body, and the true qi escaping from the tip of his elbow and the back of his head is very weak, making it difficult for people to perceive his true realm.

However, his divine sense was subtle, but he had grasped this flaw, so he had already taken precautions in his heart, and he was not bothered by variables at all at this time.

There is no trace of stagnation in the body, the five fingers are like a sword, and the sound of the wind set off by the tremor of Peng Xuan's clothes follows, like maggots attached to the bones, and the green silk is also like a group of demons dancing wildly, like a storm transiting, this appearance is really like a peerless demon, which scares Peng Xuan's soul, how can he still think about this Qin Guan's sudden skyrocketing realm, only thinking about the things between life and death, but unfortunately now his body is caught by Qin Guan in his hands, as if he is at the mercy of others, and he can only resign himself to fate.

In an instant, Qin Guan had retreated to the corner, and Zhang Qian followed.

With no way to retreat, Qin Guan's feet fell to the ground, as if taking root, and the surface of his feet was suddenly covered with rocks that shook up, throwing Peng Xuan to his side, as if playing with a weightless straw man, and then his right arm was raised, and his five fingers were stretched out. Suddenly, a ghostly light swayed from the palm of the palm, like the sea under the gloomy night sky, there was a black spot in the center of the ghostly light, resembling a scar, and like an island in the sea, as the ghostly light continued to spread, the black spot became larger, and the outline gradually became clearer, it turned out to be a simple tortoise shell, this tortoise shell was engraved with seals, and the majestic sunflower water aura diffused from it, like a dark sea, which gave people an inexplicable sense of slaughter.

It is like banishing people to an isolated island, and this lingering sense of despair invades every nerve like a tidal wave, and can almost make the mentally fragile collapse instantly.

(To be continued)