Chapter Fifty-Six: Pinch the Wind into a Sword!

After listening to the explanations of the four people, Qin Xiao didn't say anything.

Xiuwu is so.

Cultivating immortals, even more so.

If there was a heavenly treasure in front of Qin Xiao, what would Qin Xiao do?

The skill is superior, it is Qin Xiao who slaughters everyone. The skills are not as good as others, and Rao is Qin Xiao can only die.

There is always only one way to survive. That's the law of the jungle.

These four people are working under Qin Xiao, and people from Wudang Mountain?

Come on.

Come one and kill the other.

For the Wudang Mountain Taoist priest who suddenly appeared, Qin Xiao didn't particularly care.

Ancient Martial Sect?

Qin Xiao's eyes moved slightly.

"Although Zhonghai City is prosperous, it is relatively inland. ”

"It's not a little bit worse. ”

Qin Xiao said softly.

Rao is the four major families standing at the pinnacle of Zhonghai City, and in front of those forces, they are also as weak as ants.

Not to mention Pan Lei and his ilk.

After all, it is a frog at the bottom of the well, only seeing the prosperity in front of him, and underestimating the heroes of the world.

Qin Xiao smiled.

In contrast, the Qin family, although also small. However, Qin Xiao still has a Xuanyuan recipe.

Although for thousands of years, except for Qin Xiao, no one has succeeded in cultivating.

However, after all, there is also a heritage of cultivating immortals.

No matter how strong a warrior is, it will not be more than a hundred years. And even if it is an immortal cultivator in the Qi refining period, the lifespan can be as long as a hundred years.

The inheritance of the Qin family, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the best summer.

Qin Xiao didn't think much about it.

In his mind, the sword of the Taoist priest of Wudang Mountain appeared again.

"Sword?"

"The thunder law can't be cultivated, there is still a sword in the Xuanyuan formula!

A smile appeared on Qin Xiao's face.

The sword of an immortal cultivator is not comparable to that of a martial artist.

According to the records in Xuanyuan's formula, even if it is only the first three swords that can be released. are enough to open up mountains and reclaim the sea.

If Qin Xiao's cultivation can break through the Yuan Infant and cultivate to the Transformation God Realm, just this sword Xuanyuan can split even the earth!

"However, if you can really cultivate to the realm of transforming gods, you can achieve a powerful body. Rao can be swallowed alive by the sun, right?"

Qin Xiao smiled helplessly.

"The sword of the immortal cultivator, the biggest difference is still in the magic weapon. Flying Sword!"

Thinking of this, Qin Xiao had a headache again.

To refine the flying sword, Qin Xiao didn't have any materials in his hand.

The previous chalcedony was enough to refine a primary defensive magic weapon. If you want to refine a killing weapon like a flying sword, you can't even use the hilt of a flying sword as a flying sword.

"Alas. ”

Qin Xiao sighed helplessly.

Heaven and earth treasures are not available for those who have great opportunities, and Rao is a material that can refine flying swords in ancient times. There are also very few.

Not to mention that now that the aura is depleted, the chance of giving birth to a heavenly and earthly treasure is very small.

"However, I can't refine the magic weapon flying sword. ”

"There is another way to practice swords!"

A chuckle appeared on Qin Xiao's face.

Immortal cultivators, cultivating spiritual energy inside. Every move is a traction of the aura around the body.

In the wind, there is also aura!

The wind is invisible, but tangible.

Qin Xiao smiled and stretched out his right hand out of the window.

As if grabbing the wind, with a flick of his right shoulder, a wind sword formed in Qin Xiao's hand. Under the aura cover, the wind sword was outlined in a white shape.

"With my sword, I can cut the world!"

Looking out the window, Qin Xiao smiled slightly.

"Boom!"

The wind sword swung out, and a sonic boom instantly sounded in the air.

This sword is not known how many times stronger than the Taoist sword's tangible sword.

"If that Taoist priest is still in front of me, I can easily kill him. ”

Qin Xiao looked at Feiyuan's wind sword that turned into wind again, and his face showed a look of confidence.

This wind sword, although it does not have the power of the flying sword. However, the Sect Master did not say anything at all.

The innate martial artist is even more likely to cut as many as he wants.

"It's a pity that the consumption of the Wind Sword is almost twice as great as the Samadhi True Fire. ”

"With my current strength, I can't use it with the Xuanyuan Sword Due. ”

Qin Xiao was not in a hurry.

"It's a pity, although I am confident that I can kill the Grandmaster. But I haven't seen a real grandmaster. ”

"There is a grandmaster behind the Zhao family?"

"I hope you don't let me down. ”

At this moment, Zhang Yanyan hurriedly ran in.

"Qin Xiao, did something blow up just now?"

Zhang Yanyan asked anxiously.

I don't know what's going on today, it's an inexplicable Taoist priest again, and it's exploding again.

Qin Xiao smiled bitterly, and had to shake his head helplessly.

"I didn't hear that. ”

If this tells Zhang Yanyan that he grabbed a wind condensation sword, wouldn't Zhang Yanyan treat Qin Xiao as a psychopath?

The day passed so simply, in the blink of an eye, it was the next day.

Zhou Yexue got up early in the morning and started to put on makeup early.

On weekdays, Zhou Yexue doesn't like makeup, and a face that is extremely beautiful has already made countless men obsessed.

Today, it's the makeup specially prepared by Zhou Yexue.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Zhou Yexue finally showed a confident smile.

"Xiao Zhou, you must be the most beautiful today!"

"What about Zhang Yanyan, definitely not as beautiful as you!"

"Today, we must go all out and snatch Qin Xiao over!!"

Zhou Yexue clenched her little fists and cheered for herself.

And Qin Xiao finally arrived downstairs.