Reborn in the Hehuan Sect, my master was transformed into a slave by me

The huge gap made Chang Qing feel that he was about to collapse. For a moment, he didn't care about much. He used the Golden Cicada to escape from the shell, suddenly withdrew his strength, and rolled to the side.

The price was that one of his thighs was smashed into pieces by Changge's giant sword, leaving only a little flesh and blood.

Fortunately, Chang Qing had an amazing physique and quickly rolled to the side, shooting countless fine ice crystals in the direction of Changge.

Changge just held the giant sword in front of him, and the giant sword turned into a huge shield, blocking all the ice crystals.

After rolling far enough, Chang Qing began to use his blood healing spirit with all his strength.

"I didn't expect that my full-strength sword was so easily broken by him."

Chang Qing's heart was shocked, and in a flash, he began to think about countermeasures.

"Whether it is the reserve of spiritual power or the sharpness of the offensive, I have no advantage, but I still have the blood-eating spirit. I have the earth spirit that he does not have, which is my biggest advantage."

Thinking of this, Chang Qing took out a meat Ganoderma from the Rat Stone without hesitation and swallowed it whole.

Although the blood healing spirit is only a low-grade Xuanling, its speed of healing injuries is far faster than any healing spirit of the same grade.

The disadvantage is that it can only heal itself and consumes blood and energy extremely.

But what Chang Qing lacks the least now is blood and energy, he has meat Ganoderma.

Chang Ge held the giant sword horizontally in front of him, like a judge looking down from a high place, examining Chang Qing who was sitting on the ground.

"Brother, I will give you one last chance. If you give up resistance now, you can still survive. I promise to..."

He choked up before he finished speaking.

Under the moonlight, Chang Qing's eyes were calm and indifferent, which he had never seen before.

If Chang Ge's eyes were like torches, he was like a judge looking down from a high place.

The look in Chang Qing's eyes was like the ruthless god of death, as if he was just a spectator, calmly facing everything, even his own crisis and death.

Chang Ge had never seen such a look in anyone's eyes, which made him feel a chill in his heart.

Then, his pupils trembled.

A large amount of blood and energy was absorbed by the blood-eating spirit, and Chang Qing's thigh, which was smashed into a bloody mess and collapsed, was like a balloon, swelling and recovering rapidly.

In a few breaths, Chang Qing got up from the ground again.

He raised the long sword in his hand and took a stance again.

Chang Ge suddenly laughed.

He laughed wildly and crazily, but there was a trace of sadness in his laughter.

"Hahahaha... So this is the reason why you fell into evil? For this evil power, you are willing to be a street rat that cannot see the light!"

His laughter stopped abruptly and turned into a majestic rebuke.

"Power can only be mastered by the strong. If you are unwilling to be a waste, then touch the taboo, and you will only be destroyed!"

"I thought you were just confused for a moment, blinded by jealousy and greed, and wanted to pull you back."

He endured the discomfort in his heart, stared at Chang Qing's cold eyes for a long time, and finally said coldly.

"I didn't expect that you would be more stubborn than I thought, and never recognize the reality. You are unwilling to be inferior to others, and want to endure humiliation and rely on evil cultivation to turn over?"

"Well, it turns out that you have planned it long ago, and you hid it too deeply. I only saw through you today, and I was almost blinded by you before."

Changge held the giant sword tightly with both hands, and for the first time, he took a serious stance.

"This time, I really can't let you go."

"The sword is cold and rustling, and it is cast to gallop. The three swords are inserted into the sword, swift!"

After Changge hummed for a while, the heavy sword in his hand was shattered, and then turned into dots of light, gathering between his hands.

The light dissipated, and a pair of shining short swords appeared in his hands.

Changge rushed straight towards Changqing, and the two swords burst out with a fierce attack like a storm, forcing Changqing to have no way to retreat.

Changqing did not change his face. The previous confrontation had made him realize the secret of defeating Changge from the swordsmanship.

He raised his long sword and intertwined with Changge's heavy sword shadow attack.

In an instant, several blood flowers spurted out of his body and sprayed wantonly.

Changqing's swordsmanship remained unchanged. After a few moves, he was injured more and more, and his body was covered in blood. Even his clothes had been torn to pieces.

But Changge's attack showed some signs of weakening.

Just as Changqing completely ignored the two deep scars on his chest and swung his sword at Changge with all his strength, although Changge quickly blocked it with his short sword, Changge actually took a half step back.

Changge looked at his brother in front of him with doubt.

It was because the sword technique that Changqing had just used was too weird.

If an ordinary person used this method,Jian, has died countless times, but Chang Qing is still alive and kicking.

It's because he only attacks and doesn't defend. Except for resisting the attacks on the neck, hands and feet, he always exchanges injuries for attacks at other times.

No matter how exquisite the swordsmanship and how high the swordsmanship attainments are, they can only do two things at the same time: attack and defense.

To put it bluntly, at their level, the level of swordsmanship is to see who can do more things at the same time and swing more swords.

Exchange injuries for attacks, that is, to replace defense with injuries. Only in this way can he make up for the gap between him and Chang Ge.

This method seems easy to understand. After all, for Chang Qing, he has blood healing spirit and has eaten meat Ganoderma lucidum. His blood is full to the point that he can exert the full power of blood healing spirit. It is a matter of blinking an eye to recover from some minor injuries.

As long as he is not beheaded or his limbs are not broken, it will not affect his continued fighting.

But in fact, it is very difficult to use.

Because there is no sword technique that teaches people to attack without defense, or to only defend the neck joints, and in the face of a slash, it is almost instinctive to raise the sword to defend.

Chang Qing forcibly changed his sword-using habits and suppressed his instincts, which was as awkward as drinking water through his nose.

But he did it with his amazing willpower and absolute control over his body and mind.

For a while, the offense and defense gradually changed. Although Chang Ge could constantly leave wounds on Chang Qing, and even pierced his heart several times and crushed his internal organs, he began to be suppressed by Chang Qing.

On the other hand, Chang Qing, no matter how fast Chang Ge was and how many wounds he left on him, his offensive became more and more fierce, until in the end he forced Chang Ge to retreat step by step.

Finally, after Chang Ge blocked Chang Qing's sword with his two swords, he did not immediately pursue, but focused on attacking the sword body, so that after using his strength to push the long sword away, he quickly retreated and pulled away.

The two separated.

Changge didn't have any wounds on his body, but his white clothes were splattered with some of Changqing's blood, like plum blossoms in winter snow.

Changqing, on the other hand, was in a much more miserable state. He was naked from the waist up, covered in blood, and even his face was dyed red by the splattered blood. At first glance, he looked like the legendary red-faced demon.

But his expression was extremely calm, and his breathing was even.

Changge was slightly panting.