I have a hundred thousand times talent

But at this moment, a voice sounded.

"Master Qin Bo, please be safe and don't be impatient!" The person who spoke was Qin Yu.

He walked up and down, and when he arrived in front of him, his eyes were like water and sky, and he took a look at Qin Zhongming.

He frowned slightly, and a feeling of deja vu lingered in his heart.

This person in front of me is weird!

"Son of God, the old man has no way to teach his son, and it's just a joke. Let him be taken down and disciplined strictly, and he will definitely give an explanation to the Son of God!" Qin Bo bowed his hands to Qin Yu, and then pulled Qin Zhongming away after speaking.

Unexpectedly, Qin Zhongming's feet seemed to have taken root, he did not move, and shouted: "The ceremony of conferring the gods is not over yet, he is not the real Son of God!"

In a fit of rage, Qin Bo wanted to use his cultivation to take his son away.

"He's right!" Qin Yu opened his mouth slowly, causing his movements to freeze suddenly: "The Conferred God Ceremony is not over yet! Moreover, I did say those words that day!"

"Son of God..." Qin Bo wanted to say something, but he choked back under Qin Yu's wave of his hand.

"Please, everyone, clear out a spacious space for the two of us so that we can compete!" These words were addressed to the elders on the high platform.

When everyone heard the words, they looked at each other, and couldn't help but look at Qin Tai'a's eyes.

"According to what the Son of God said!"

"Yes!"

Immediately, all the saints and elders made their moves together, each showing their magical powers.

On the floating island, a huge arena with space formations was built again.

Although it was built hastily, it is enough to resist the full blow of the lower and idle holy land.

Although the status and status of the two contestants are unusual, but the current level is not high, only the level of my emperor, this ring is enough!

Zheng!

The long sword clanged, and Qin Zhongming grinned, and with a loud laugh, he turned into a bright sword intent, and rose up.

Qin Yu didn't move on his toes, he just looked up and saw that his figure had disappeared in place.

But he reached the ring one step earlier than Qin Zhongming.

Seeing this, Qin Zhongming's pupils shrank slightly.

I have long heard that Qin Yu was born a sage, and he is familiar with all the laws under the Dao, and seeing him today...it is so!

But, he was already prepared!

"Qin Yu, today...we don't compete in laws and supernatural powers, but in the way of swordsmanship, how dare you?" Qin Zhongming said loudly as he kicked the long sword in his hand to his feet.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the people around them changed drastically.

"Is this person really so shameless that he has practiced swordsmanship for many years, so he wants the Son of God to compete with him in swordsmanship?"

"It's not difficult to understand. The Son of God is a born sage. If you compare the supernatural powers of the law, ten Qin Zhongmings can't win... Only the way of swords can win!"

"It's just... Kecha has heard that the Son of God has practiced swordsmanship?"

"Looks like it never happened!"

"It's really shameless..."

Inside the temple, Nine Suns Saint Patriarch Qin Lie was lying on a bamboo chair, swaying slowly.

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a sneer came out of his mouth and nose.

Compared with Kendo?I really know how to choose!

……

Both of them heard the discussions around them.

It's just that neither Qin Zhongming nor Qin Yu cared about it.

As early as the moment Qin Zhongming challenged Qin Yu, Qin Yu knew that he would say these words.

It's not a fool... It's the right way to use one's own strengths to attack the other's weaknesses!

Everyone knows that Qin Yu's law is powerful, how can he compare with him?

"It's just... the way of the sword, you may not be able to win!" Qin Yu said lightly, without hiding it, and Qin Zhongming's expression on the opposite side became strange.

Absurdly laughed and said: "Joke, I have the Holy Body of Qingming! I have practiced swords since I was a child, understood the meaning of the sword at the age of seven, mastered the art of swordsmanship at the age of 13, awakened the Holy Body, and understood the heart of the sword..."

"Even if you are a natural sage, you have to bow your head and bow your head in the way of the sword!"

Qin Yu heard his words, but did not explain, and said lightly: "In that case, let's do it!"

Clang!

After the words fell, Han Feng pulled out of the sheath.

The sky suddenly darkened, as if the light of the sky had been swallowed by the sword intent.

A blue cold light flashed away, and it traveled thousands of miles in a blink of an eye, and arrived in front of Qin Yu in the blink of an eye.

"Good... so fast sword!"

"Qin Zhongming is good at fast swords, and his Wuji swordsmanship is the pinnacle of fast swords. He is known as a sword that breaks time!"

"Under the addition of the Qingming Holy Physique, his body is like light, and he is as fast as a ghost. Ordinary people confront him, and they can't even catch the trajectory of the sword, and they often lose without knowing it!"

"Zhongyin, you have fought against him a lot, what's your opinion?" Among the crowd, Qin Zhongwen bumped into Qin Zhongyin's shoulder and asked.

"His sword is indeed very difficult..." Qin Zhongyin said in a deep voice, "I fight against him, and I often attack with unparalleled sword intent. If I compete with him, it will be very difficult..."

"That is to say, unless he can directly interrupt his offensive with crushing force, otherwise..." Qin Siyao couldn't help saying when he heard this.

"That's right!" Qin Zhongyin nodded, and couldn't help frowning: "It's just that, after all, the son of God is still a little cultivated, and his realm is still lower than Qin Zhongming. In terms of profound divine power... I'm afraid it's not good!"

At this moment, there was another commotion among the crowd.

"What just happened?"

"I didn't see it clearly, it disappeared in the blink of an eye!"

It turned out that when Qin Zhongming's sword intent reached Qin Yu, Qin Yu suddenly disappeared.

Qin Zhongming pierced the air with his sword, and frowned slightly.

Just now, he didn't see Qin Yu's movement at all.

How it disappeared!

[Author's digression]: The fifth update is here!

Chapter 167: So what about the sword of killing gods? (one…

With a sudden jump in his heart, he turned around and found that Qin Yu was standing behind him, pointing at him like a sword, stabbing straight at him!

At this moment, an extremely terrifying premonition fell on his heart like a great stone.

It seemed that once stabbed by these two fingers, he would die immediately.

At the juncture of life and death, Qin Zhongming's potential was brought to the limit.

The sword intent whizzed like a hurricane, whipping out an incomparably clear and vibrating sound in the air, and the whole body shifted to one side in an instant.

puff!

The divine light gushed out, and a finger-sized blood hole appeared on Qin Zhongming's right chest.

He froze and his face was extremely ugly: "The supernatural power you used to avoid my sword move just now is not the way of the sword! You fouled..."

Hearing this, Qin Yu said with a strange expression on his face: "The body technique you used to kill me from thousands of miles away just now is not entirely the way of the sword!"

Qin Zhongming's face changed slightly, he did not expect Qin Yu's eyes to be so poisonous.

His body skills have already been completely integrated into his sword skills, and he can be seen through at a glance.

"Forget it... I won't bully you either. From now on, I don't need supernatural powers other than the way of the sword!" Qin Yu spread his hands indifferently, but what he heard was particularly harsh in Qin Zhongming's ears.

For him who is proud and arrogant, Qin Yu's words are a great insult to him.

He glanced at Qin Yu's two fingers again, and said with a gloomy face, "You use your fingers as a sword, are you looking down on me?"

Qin Yu frowned, why does this person talk so much nonsense?

"Man, I'm always trying to die... If it was normal, I would still have the mind to play with you! It's a pity that I'm not in a good mood right now. Since you want to die, I'll give you a good time..."

hum!

Flipping his hands, a three-foot Qin Feng appeared in his hand, which was completely dull but icy cold.

With the infusion of divine power, the next moment, the brilliance between heaven and earth disappeared, as if falling into darkness.

In the long sky, there is only a little cold light!

"That... what kind of sword!"

In the void, countless people stared blankly.

Feeling the sharp and fierce sword energy between the heaven and the earth, it seems that even this space has been cut into pieces.

The bright and scorching sun above the head could hardly dim the light even a little bit, and looking around, it was full of cold sword intent.

Creepy!

"What a terrifying sword intent, what a strong murderous aura..." On the high platform, a group of elders looked solemn.

He stared at the sword in the boy's hand from afar, with a complicated look on his face.

"It's strange... Looking at its aura, it seems to be only a top-grade Taoist weapon. Why is it so powerful?" An elder was puzzled and couldn't help asking.

On the side, Qin Tai'a's eyes were burning, he shook his head and said, "This is not a top-grade Taoist artifact...it's a top-grade sacred artifact!"

When the words came out, everyone was shocked.

The ultimate sacred weapon, under the emperor's army, ranks among the highest!

In this era when the great emperor is not here, the top-grade holy weapon is already considered the pinnacle divine weapon!

Why is such a divine sword in the hands of a young man in white!

"In this sword, a seal was once set, and only when the sword holder reaches a certain level of cultivation, will he gradually unseal it! Now it seems that this sword really only has the power of a top-grade Taoist weapon." Qin Tai'a also agreed. A master of swordsmanship, he quickly understood the root of the divine sword in Qin Yu's hand.

"I see……"

"It's just that there has been no news of the appearance of a top-grade sacred weapon in the heavens for many years. Where did this sword come from?"

"Probably... it's from the lower realms!"

……

On the ring, Qin Zhongming looked at the sword in Qin Yu's hand with a face full of horror, with a dazed expression.

"Impossible... how do you have this kind of divine sword?"

He couldn't believe it, shaking his head constantly.

The Qin clan in ancient times had such a deep heritage, and the treasure house of Tibetan soldiers was like the abyss of mountains and seas, almost inexhaustible.

Divine weapons and sacred weapons are not uncommon...

Qin Zhongming, as a Daoist of the Qin clan, needless to say his vision.

The portable sword is the sword that can best use what he has learned to the limit after careful selection.

Ranked first-rank Taoist.

The year-round nurturing of the mind is enough for him to use it to the peak of Wu Zun.

But today, it was the first time he felt uneasy because of a sword.

The fierce killing intent soaring into the sky, and the shadow of the sword covering the sky and the sun, shook his Dao heart wave after wave.

A purple color flashed in his pupils!The expression is almost crazy!

Such a sword... why don't I have one!

As soon as the idea arises, it is difficult to stop.

The sword in Qin Zhongming's hand suddenly glowed with purple magic light.

Faint tattoos appeared silently, and two scarlet fangs gradually appeared, as if living things were constantly wriggling.