The Great Demon Lord of Martial Arts

As soon as this idea arose, it was immediately rejected.

Even ordinary masters would not dare to take this sword forcefully, let alone Ji Chuan, who is in the innate realm.

Thinking of this, Qin Qing activated his sword intention again, his figure was like a swimming dragon, his elegant movement swept towards Ji Chuan, and the sharp sword blade cut him in the middle.

Ji Chuan ignored him, and the true energy from his Dantian surged out to cover his whole body. The Leng Yue Sword was like hitting a soft steamed bun, and it immediately fell in, and all its strength was completely discharged.

At this time, Qin Qing finally understood that everything was Ji Chuan's fault, and he didn't know what kind of technique he was practicing.

However, it was already too late at this moment. It was too late, but it was faster than that. The devil's hand was shot in the seventy-two moves in an instant, and a palm hit Qin Qing's chest.

Unlike just now, Ji Chuan did not hold back this palm.

As expected, Qin Qing flew out upside down, spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood, and lifted up most of the roof of the inn.

At this time, no one paid any attention to this.

This kind of movement has already attracted the attention of many people in Jianghu. They all looked at it intently and sighed in admiration.

"Brother Ji is so strong. Even the masters at the master level can't do anything to him, and he was beaten so hard that he couldn't fight back."

Ye Qingming's eyes widened. He had always known that Ji Chuan was very powerful, but he didn't expect him to be so strong. Compared to him, he was in two dimensions.

He was also in the Xiantian realm, so he didn't know whether he could withstand Ji Chuan's move.

Qin Qing was seriously injured and slowly circulated his true energy on his chest. At this time, a dark palm print gradually appeared on the snow-white chest, and the devilish energy lingered.

The injury was temporarily stabilized. Qin Qing raised his eyes slightly and said coldly: "What kind of technique are you doing? It can actually remove all my energy."

Although he still had the same frosty appearance that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, he still couldn't hide his surprised tone.

Even her cold temperament inevitably forced her to ask questions in the end.

Ji Chuan sneered and said lightly: "Could Fairy Qin be so naive? We are enemies now. Why did I expose my weakness? Does it make it easier for you to kill me?"

'Jichuan' was still talking, and he kept making seals in his hands.

This is the second form of the Immortality Seal, which destroys the liver and intestines after separation from life and death!

Keeping his eyes on the 'Jichuan' seal, Qin Qing suddenly felt something strange behind him. Qin Qing suddenly turned around, only to find that Ji Chuan had been standing behind him with a sly smile on his face.

Qin Qing pursed her lips tightly, her face cold and stubborn, and she responded hastily.

The result can be imagined. It was obviously too late to raise the sword, and he hurriedly mobilized the master-level Qi to face Ji Chuan's palm.

This feeling of mud reappeared, almost like a nightmare, making Qin Qing extremely depressed.

There is no way!

Qin Qing didn't know how many times he could use this force, but he felt like a palm hit Ji Chuan, which was limp and powerless.

A huge force poured into Qin Qing's body, and he was unreasonable and unforgiving. The phantom body movement was as fast as a ghost, and it bullied him again.

A series of palm prints as dark as ink condensed and continued to attack Qin Qing. The offensive did not slow down at all, forcing Qin Qing to raise his sword to resist hastily.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The entire roof of the inn was almost shattered by the zhenqi palm prints and sword energy, with broken tiles flying everywhere.

"Zheng!!!"

A melodious sword cry resounded throughout Ningzhou City, and the sword warriors around him could faintly feel the swords in their hands shaking slightly.

"What a strong sword spirit!"

The person who knew the goods immediately had a solemn expression on his face, looking at the woman in snow-white plain clothes on the roof above, who could actually cause the sword to resonate.

"Oh? Sword Code." Ji Chuan lowered his eyes slightly and murmured, "Then let's see if the Immortal Seal is more powerful or the Sword Code."

Ji Chuan jumped up and retreated a distance, giving Qin Qing a chance to breathe.

Then, Ji Chuan's fingers were flying, forming seals quickly.

There are seven types of immortality seals, namely, the wind brings death to the funeral, separation of life and death destroys the liver and intestines, judgment of yin and yang in the Hall of Hell, forgetting the past life on the bridge of Naihe, looking back with hatred in front of the gate of the underworld, looking at death as if returning to the underworld, and never falling into reincarnation again.

Therefore, there are seven different seals in the Immortal Seal. To an outsider who only looks at it with the naked eye, it seems that Ji Chuan's seals are almost the same every time.

In fact, no, every seal is different, and every style has subtle differences.

"A long river of sword energy!"

Suddenly, the sound of swords rose up and resounded throughout Ningzhou City. The sword intent spread across the sky and the earth, like the endless Yangtze River, and instantly transformed into a giant dragon, biting towards Ji Chuan.

Ji Chuan's weird body skills and his never-ending efforts left Qin Qing helpless.

She knew that it was impossible to kill Ji Chuan today.

Her only thought was to go back and learn the entire Emei Sword Code and then kill this person, but she only learned the first style of Sword Qi Changhe.

She only knew this one move, and she would fight to the death.

"Uncle Liaofan..."

Not far from Ji Chuan, Wu Zhen heard the sound of the sword and quickly looked at Fan with a look of shock on his face.

Such pure sword intent is simply terrifying and frightening. If he were exposed to this fierce and unparalleled sword intent, he would definitely not be able to resist at all.

"This is the Emei Heavenly Skill, the Sword Code!" Liao Fan frowned tightly and said solemnly.

Wuzhen was ignorant, but Liaofan was not. He was lucky enough to see the power of the Emei Sect's Sword Code, just like this.

However, this sword intention is still very immature, and the power of the sword canon has not been exerted even 1% of its power.

"Emei, Sword Code!" Wu Zhen murmured with his eyes full of thought.

Then, Wu Zhen suddenly raised his head and exclaimed: "No, Fairy Qin is in the city, it can't be her.

Yang Ting, the Jinyiwei Ningzhou governor, is here. How can Fairy Qin use the sword technique so unscrupulously? "

"Let's go! Let Qin Qing leave the city as soon as possible!"

When Liao Fan heard the words, he pulled up Wuzhen and disappeared in an instant. At the same time, a ray of voice penetrated into Wuzhen's ears.

Yang Ting, who was sitting in the six-door lobby, was naturally aware of such a big movement, and a sneer formed on his lips. UU reading www.uukanshu.net

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now!

Qin Qing raised his sword, and the sword energy swarmed in, like the endless Yangtze River rushing towards Ji Chuan.

This unparalleled sword energy poured into Ji Chuan, and the Immortal Seal was cast.

The wisps of sword energy were either removed or absorbed and dissolved in Ji Chuan's palm, and transformed into the true energy in the body, constantly filling the Dantian.

Ji Chuan finally showed joy on his face, this Immortal Seal was indeed terrifying.

It can not only confuse the enemy and detect the enemy by pulling the qi machine.

It can also use force and unload force just like the moving method.

You can even arbitrarily transform the true energy from other people's attacks into the vitality in your own body, restore the true energy in your body, and keep the true energy in your body in a state of endless growth and never exhaustion.

Qin Qing's use of the sword canon 'Sword Qi Changhe' this time was much better than the last time. He only panted while holding the sword, and his chest heaved up and down.

At this time, a pair of eyes like autumn water, the pupils shrank suddenly, and the beautiful eyebrows were twisted as he watched Ji Chuan continue to dissolve the sword energy that was rushing like the Yangtze River.

Moreover, there was no sign of fatigue on Ji Chuan's face, and even the pale complexion that was originally a little overworked gradually became fuller and rosier.

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