Mortals cultivating immortals and encountering strange encounters with immortals

After the tea ceremony, the two sides stood more than ten feet away from each other, looking at each other. Cheng Xiaohe looked at Qin Wanfeng with a cold eyebrow and asked;

"What you did just now is definitely not Qinglian swordsmanship! Also, your realm is low! You are only at the second level of Qi refining! But among the outer disciples, I have never seen you! Don't you want to explain? Tell me your name? "

After finishing his words, Qin Wanfeng did not pay attention to Cheng Xiaohe, but turned his head and glanced at the monster behind him! At this time, the blood on his body was gradually scabbing! In a few places, it is still flowing out like a stream.

Seeing that Qin Wanfeng completely ignored him and never even looked at him, the anger in his heart burned rapidly. Then he raised the sword in his hand and shouted angrily,

In an instant, spiritual energy surged all over the young man's body, and then the spiritual sword in his hand emitted a burst of yellow light. The young man then swung three sword energies that were more powerful and domineering than before towards Qin Wanfeng, and rushed towards Qin Wanfeng. The sword energy was as biting as ice. The sword energy rushed towards Qin Wanfeng with an indomitable momentum. The angle was so tricky and ruthless that it seemed as if he did not want to give Qin Wanfeng a chance to withdraw.

Seeing this situation, Qin Wanfeng frowned. The three fierce sword energies almost blocked his left and right escape routes. It looked as if he wanted to kill him here.

Seeing this, Qin Wanfeng's eyes turned cold and he no longer hesitated. He raised the remaining sword in his hand and used the Zixiao God-killing Art to gather all the spiritual energy in his body into his arms.

Because the sword in his hand has long since been used up, but even so, it is still slightly stronger than the ordinary yellow-level primary spirit sword.

Facing the three fierce and domineering sword auras, Qin Wanfeng swung his sword and slashed horizontally. Suddenly, a ten-foot-long sword aura whizzed away towards the three fierce and domineering sword auras. Almost in the blink of an eye, both sides were ready. have collided together,

Suddenly, at the moment they collided, a clear and harsh sound was heard. The harsh sound waves set off a wave of invisible ripples that spread towards the surroundings. In an instant, a yelp sound came from the minds of everyone present. , followed by a five-meter-long spark shooting out from the center! And accompanied by a heat wave,

The young man was shaken back three feet, and Qin Wanfeng was also shaken back two feet! He frowned and glanced at the young man. He was the leader among the outer disciples, and his state of mind was much better than the others.

Even though he was stronger in terms of momentum, Cheng Xiaohe was not discouraged, but faced the difficulties head on!

"Hmph! There's something! But that's all!"

The young man glanced at the offensive just now, and he keenly noticed that there were faint beads of sweat on Qin Wanfeng's forehead, which showed that he must be holding on with force. As long as he holds on, the one who will fail in the end will definitely be the young man opposite.

And Qin Wanfeng became increasingly uneasy! After some entanglement, the injuries inside his body were obviously aggravated, and the young man didn't seem to be out of breath at all.

When he thought of this, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. This time he will definitely knock down this young man! Otherwise, there will be endless troubles!

Seeing the change in Qin Wanfeng's expression, Cheng Xiaohe smiled coldly, then raised the spiritual sword in his hand on the ground,

The aura in the body was like boiling water at this moment, rushing toward the spiritual sword in his hand. Suddenly, there was a wave of wind and waves in the void around him, and the terrifying aura slowly spread at this time.

Seeing this situation, Qin Wanfeng secretly said something bad. Although he didn't know the name of the opponent's next move, the momentum alone caused the surrounding waves to roll.

"The Thirteen Qinglian Swords!"

Cheng Xiaohe's eyes were sharp, and there was a hint of solemnity in his pupils. As the momentum around him gradually increased, the spiritual energy came towards Cheng Xiaohe's body crazily. Then hundreds of sword lights suddenly appeared around him, and then he shouted angrily. Voice,

Seeing this scene, Qin Wanfeng's face was solemn. Without saying a word, he raised the remaining sword in his hand and closed his eyes slightly. In an instant, a ten-foot-long sword shadow emerged from the void above his head.

The moment the sword shadow appeared, it seemed that an aura that was superior to the way of heaven burst out from the illusory sword shadow. Even the air trembled. Seeing this, a trace of solemnity flashed in Cheng Xiaohe's eyes! The swordsmanship of the young man opposite was fierce and domineering, with supreme grace, but his own Green Lotus Sword Technique unexpectedly failed in his hands. He had already failed once before.

Moreover, as the sword shadow changed again than before, the spiritual energy required for it also increased hundreds of times. When the two sides reached the point where their power was concentrated to the extreme, they each used their strongest move,

Next to Cheng Xiaohe, hundreds of phantoms of sword lights emitting yellow light suddenly appeared. Looking at the sword shadows that looked like sharp blades of divine weapons, Qin Wanfeng felt a stinging feeling in his eyes, and then he moved towards Qin Wanfeng. , wherever the sword light passed, it brought up waves of wind and waves,

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"

Wanjian Guizong is the first level of Qinglian Sword Technique! During the Qi refining period, hundreds of sword rays can be condensed into phantoms. This process of Xiaohe is truly extraordinary.

"Strike mountains and rivers with force!"

Qin Wanfeng's force to split mountains and rivers is a skill in the first level. This force to split mountains and rivers requires invincible courage. Even in the face of life and death challenges, he still draws his sword resolutely.

Seeing Qin Wanfeng's giant sword rushing towards him with an indomitable momentum, Cheng Xiaohe's eyes trembled, but he did not flinch, but controlled the sword in his hand and ran towards Qin Wanfeng quickly.

Qin Wanfeng swung his sword down, and the air around him trembled. The moment the two sides touched, the shadow of Cheng Xiaohe's sword had dissipated a lot. Seeing this scene, he secretly said something bad, even if he didn't hesitate. ,

With his physical strength and spiritual energy surging, he raised his feet and ran away crazily to the left. At the moment of his escape, he did not forget to shoot five energy light balls towards Qin Wanfeng.

Seeing the young man fleeing crazily to the left, Qin Wanfeng's eyes turned cold, and he turned his sword edge. The illusory sword shadow that was originally slashing down with force slashed across the young man.

In an instant, everything pointed by the sword turned into powder, and even the lush jungle on the hill was cut off by half.

Just as Cheng Xiaohe escaped ten feet away, Qin Wanfeng's sword shadow was already approaching. When facing life and death, Cheng Xiaohe only had deep fear in his eyes. He fled forward with all his strength.

But just when he thought he was about to escape Qin Wanfeng's attack, Qin Wanfeng's Zixiao God-killing Art still cut off one of his legs neatly.

At this time, Cheng Xiaohe's Wan Jian Guizong was already coming to kill him. Cheng Xiaohe endured the pain in his feet, with a hint of sarcasm on his pale face, and said with a smile:

"Haha! I lost a left leg! And what about you? You will pay the price with your life! In the end, the spiritual object is still mine,"

In his opinion, it was impossible for Qin Wanfeng, who was on the second level of Qi Refining, to escape from his Ten Thousand Swords Guizong. Those densely packed dozens of sword rays would definitely kill Qin Wanfeng.

Seeing this, Qin Wanfeng only had deep murderous intent in his eyes. His eyes were solemn, and then he no longer hesitated. His figure swayed, and he used Phantom Trace. At the critical moment, he had already escaped from the Ten Thousand Swords used by Cheng Xiaohe. Return to the clan,

Five feet away, Qin Wanfeng's figure slowly appeared. When he appeared, a stream of blood spurted out from his mouth. On the right side of his body, shocking wounds were clearly visible.

"This, how is this possible?"

"Then what was the teleportation technique that the young man used just now?"

Cheng Xiaohe looked at Qin Wanfeng coldly. Even the pain in his body had long been forgotten. But when he saw the dense wounds on Qin Wanfeng's body, he felt a little comforted!

Qin Wanfeng's face was a little pale. He had always had hidden illnesses in his body before, and this time he was entangled with the outer disciple Cheng Xiaohe. He had already felt the pain caused by his low level. He immediately forced himself to calm down and moved towards the distance. Go to the hills!

But just when he was about to leave, a burst of crisp applause suddenly sounded in the distance. Seeing this, Qin Wanfeng secretly said something bad! Even though he was thinking about escaping outside!

But at this moment, he was suddenly locked by terrifying divine consciousness! The power of that soul is profound, far beyond what I can match!

Immediately, he looked towards the distance with a heavy face. When he saw it, he saw four young men with swords flying towards him quickly!

The terrifying aura made even the void in the distance tremble crazily,

"That's it? Senior brother from the inner sect?"

The outer disciple who collapsed in the distance looked up and saw that the people coming were several young men in dark brown military robes, about twenty-five or six years old.

"Is it Senior Brother Li and Senior Brother Chang? Hehe! Now let's see where that kid runs away!"

Another twenty-year-old young man who had already collapsed glanced at the four young men speeding towards him in the distance. After seeing their faces clearly, he looked at Qin Wanfeng with a mocking expression.

Smiling slowly, Qin Wanfeng felt as the young men approached, four huge divine soul powers seemed to be trying to seal off the surrounding area.

Although they are not fast, the gravity here is ten times stronger than the outside world. People who can fly with swords here are obviously extraordinary. He has also tried it, but there is always an inexplicable pain in his body, as if he The spiritual energy of this place cannot be completely integrated with the spiritual energy of this place.

"How to do?"

Seeing that the surrounding area was about to be blocked, Qin Wanfeng frowned and pondered. He was seriously injured, and there was no one else here who could help him. Qin Wanfeng felt like a headless fly for a while, becoming increasingly anxious and uneasy.

"Haha! That loser! He was defeated by a guy on the second level of Qi Refining! How funny!"

"You can't blame them. The outer gate was almost destroyed by that loser Leng Qianqiu. There are only a few people who can truly be regarded as talented!"

The four young men glanced at Cheng Xiaohe in the distance and sneered mercilessly. Even though they were more than ten feet away, Qin Wanfeng could still feel the pressure of the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining rushing toward him.

Although the power of the soul of a monk in the Qi Refining Stage is limited, it will not exceed more than double his own realm at most. In the Foundation Establishment Stage, the power of the soul is hundreds of feet away.