Qin Yitian stretched out his wrist.

Whoosh!

The Dragon Bird Sword immediately broke away from Lu Qingshan's hand and flew into Qin Yitian's hand.

"The second ability of the Sword Spirit is that it can fight independently."

Qin Yitian's voice rang in Lu Qingshan's ears.

"You mean, like a monk, you can face the enemy alone?" Lu Qingshan was surprised.

He has never heard that weapon spirits can fight alone like monks.

Qin Yitian nodded slightly and explained: "But it's not as magical as you think."

"My power comes from the Dragon Bird Sword, and the power of the Dragon Bird Sword depends on the sword's owner.

Therefore, the power I can exert now is just that of a foundation-building monk."

In other words, she is as strong as Lu Qingshan is.

Lu Qingshan was silent.

Then there is one more reason why he needs to become stronger.

"Also, my fighting methods are not born out of thin air. Just like a monk, I have to learn and master them on my own." Qin Yitian chuckled and said with joy: "However, in the same way, my talent also depends on my ability.

Engraved on the sword owner.

Therefore, Young Master, because of your outstanding swordsmanship talent, I can master sword skills extremely easily."

"During this period, I followed the young master and learned a few moves. I also asked the young master for guidance." Qin Yitian held the dragon bird sword and raised it, just like Lu Qingshan holding the sword, a wave of flames appeared on the sword.

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After holding the sword, Qin Yitian's temperament also changed greatly.

The gentle and pleasant Qin Yitian who was originally following Lu Qingshan is now handsome and heroic, with cold eyes like glass beads.

Whoosh!

Qin Yitian's figure suddenly flashed, and powerful power exploded in her body. In the blink of an eye, she reached the golden lion with her sword.

Her sword movements were as fast as lightning, and her sword shadows were heavy, like a wave, and she kept striking and slashing at the golden lion.

The golden-haired lion stepped back and frantically stretched out its claws to fight.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Sparks flew everywhere and there was a continuous sound of collision.

Qin Yitian's sword strikes were faster and more domineering than the last. His sword moves were so exquisite that Lu Qingshan's heart surged.

Because the sword skill Qin Yitian performed was exactly the Falling Bright Sword Technique that he personally improved.

Qin Yitian actually mastered the Falling Ming Sword Technique to such a proficient level!

The sword moves were as fast as the wind, one move after another, making the golden lion look very confused when resisting.

However, Qin Yitian's power was limited after all, so after parrying dozens of sword moves in succession, the golden-haired lion, although embarrassed, was not seriously injured. Instead, it gradually became familiar with Qin Yitian's offensive and began to become more comfortable with it, even faintly.

There is a trend of focusing on customers.

The erratic sword light flashed again.

This time, the golden retriever lion just slapped its paw casually to parry.

Judging from the previous situation, Qin Yitian's attack can be easily parried in this way.

However, at the moment when its claws touched the sword light, a mysterious sword-like afterimage appeared on the Dragon Bird Sword, and two powerful waves far surpassing any previous attacks came, shaking its whole body.

numb.

The Dragon Bird Sword blasted away its sharp claws and slashed downwards.

A bloody wound appeared on its abdomen.

"Roar!" The golden-haired lion let out a shrill scream.

It was scared, really scared.

Having already died once, its fear of death not only did not decrease, but instead increased countless times.

The woman in front of him was elusive, and the sharp sword movements made it even more difficult for him to parry. The most terrifying thing was that he had just felt a suffocating wave of terror on Lu Qingshan, although it soon disappeared.

It passed away in a flash, but it still made it fearful.

Before Qin Yitian could react, the golden-haired lion rolled on the ground. After getting up, he turned around and ran away.

Seeing the golden-haired lion turning around and running away, Qin Yitian did not pursue it, but said regretfully: "I still haven't fully grasped it, otherwise it probably wouldn't have been able to escape..."

The sword she just used was Lu Qingshan's secret sword technique, Cutting the Wind.

However, as the most difficult secret sword technique to master, Qin Yitian was not able to fully master the Wind-Destroying Secret Sword in a short period of time even though he had an outstanding swordsmanship talent like Lu Qingshan.

When Lu Qingshan used Zhanfeng, there would be two sword-style afterimages accompanying him, but when she just used Zhanfeng, there was only one afterimage.

"It's okay, I'll teach you later." Lu Qingshan came back to his senses and smacked his lips.

"That's really the best." Qin Yitian smiled lightly.

[Sword Spirit]: A psychic sword, the spirit of this sword reaches heaven.

This line of information came to Lu Qingshan's mind.

Only now did he truly understand what the four words "Shangda Tiantong" meant.
Chapter completed!