Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 108 Sword Qi

Song Mingjing's skill of fencing a sword with a snap of his finger, and the sword penetrates a huge rock, and it is really amazing. Perhaps it is not unprecedented, and there are no ones to come later, but it is enough to shock the present.

Before Zhan Zhao and Chen Ruoni could react, others had already rushed into the field, and a sword swept away, and the coldness enveloped the whole audience like winter.

The long iron sword left by Long Qianshan was revived from the long dust cover, buzzing and trembling in Song Ming's mirror, and the mottled rust peeled off like raindrops, bursting out a biting cold light, burning the eyes.

Swish!

Song Mingjing held the sword in his hand, but he had never used any exquisite sword moves. He slashed down with a sword in the void, but it was like a wave of rivers attacking, and the waves surged, and naturally he had a huge and unbearable force.

The five monks of Xixia, including Huanhai, Yinguang, and Jiexian, felt confused. The sword energy made the bones cold, and the body was like a needle prick, and a magnificent pressure came, and they all changed their faces in a horror.

"Who is the master—."

The Fantasy Sea Monk let out a short scream, his mouth and nose were filled with energy and stopped abruptly.

The sword light came too fast, like a flying star breaking through the sky, and the sword shadow transformed into thousands of illusions in front of you. It was clearly a single sword, Jie Xian, Xixia Seng and other six people, but they felt that they were targeted at the same time, and they felt that they were being penetrated by a sword in the next moment.

Duh!

Jiexian shouted loudly, raised his arms, and his wide monk's robe was instantly filled with energy, and a gust of gust was surging and a rustling sound towards the flying sword light.

The five monks of Western Xia also used their unique skills, and fists and palms were released at the same time. A monk even lifted his sleeves and pulled out a silver-bright ring knife, and slashed it out suddenly.

In an instant, the attack of the six people shattered the sword light, making a muffled "bang", as if a balloon exploded, and then the sword energy as thin as a cow's hair boiled out.

The sword energy was sharp and fierce, extremely sharp. Just when it was squeezed in the air, the monk who was dancing the sword screamed, and half of his bloody arms flew into the air. The sword also "collapsed" and shattered into several pieces in the air.

Puff puff puff!

The other four Western Xia monks staggered and fell back, their clothes between their chests and abdomen were broken, and the exposed bodies were covered with scars that were broken by sword energy, which was deep enough to see the bones.

This is the first time for the monks to take the blame, using the sword knife to block the most fierce first wave of sword energy, otherwise they would only be more injured.

Just using the sword monk to pay half of his arm for this.

Only Jiexian had better martial arts than the five monks of the Western Xia. When he saw that his sharpness was hard to bear, he took advantage of the situation and retreated. His two robe sleeves were broken and his two bare arms were revealed.

"Sword Qi?!"

Jiexian stood a little and looked at Song Mingjing who was slowly falling in the field. He looked surprised and incredible on his cold and hard face.

In the martial arts world, you can practice internal skills to the point where you can receive and receive freely and apply them to weapons. You can already be called the world's top masters. You can't find many such masters in the martial arts world, and in the country and outside the country.

Jiexian himself is also at this level.

Jiexian has never heard of such martial arts as being able to transform the invisible and intangible true energy into a tangible object, expose it to the outside, destroy the firm and damage the soldiers, hurt the enemy and kill people. Even if his master Yan Hui has not achieved it, he has not achieved it.

Jiexian never thought that he would have seen the legendary "sword energy" today, and those who possess such amazing skills seemed to be so young.

Bang!

The monk on the other side was severely injured, his arm was cut, and even wisps of sword energy eroded into his body, rushing straight into the acupoints of the meridians. The monk's aura was scattered and could not resist at all. He groaned with a pale face and fainted on the spot.

"Ah! Junior Brother Yin Song!"

Yin Guang Monk shouted urgently, and without caring about his injuries, he quickly stepped forward and reached Yin Song Monk's chest. His fingertips surged. He lit up a few times with a very quick sound. Then he sniffed off a piece of robe, sprinkled with wound medicine on Yin Song Monk's broken arm and bandaged it.

But his face was not relaxed at all, and he was still solemn. Although Yin Song had no worries about his life, if the raging sword energy in his body could not be expelled as soon as possible, his cultivation level would probably be null and more than ten would be ruined.

But the theory of "sword energy" was just a moment ago, for Yin Guang and others, it was just illusory martial arts anecdotes. Where did they get the ability to drive the "sword energy" out of Yin Song's body?

Thinking of this, Yin Guang couldn't help but turn his gaze to Song Mingjing in the field, and his pupils contracted.

The three monks of Xixia, including Huanhai, were also shocked, and their hearts seemed to be shaking, and even their bodies were trembling as if they were electrocuted.

"What happened? Who is the extra person in the field?"

"Hey! Look at the monk's arm that broke..."

There was a loud noise in the martial arts venue, and the monks watching Xiangguo Temple around him looked frightened and looked at the center of the venue in confusion. They felt inexplicably confused about this sudden change.

Song Mingjing's speed of action was not fast enough, but it was not something that ordinary martial artists could capture. Although most of these monks in Xiangguo Temple were skilled in martial arts, those who had just seen the scene could only realize the truth, enlightenment and several eminent monks of the "Jie" generation.

Because of this, they also felt the horror.

"Who is this young man? He actually cultivated the legendary sword energy skill... Song Mingjing?! Unknown!"

Two monks of the "Wu" generation looked at each other and saw the worries and uneasiness in each other's eyes. This man loudly regretted the invitation to fight with his senior brother Yan, and the person who came was not kind!

Nine years ago, Long Qianshan, the number one martial arts world, also came in a fierce momentum. At that time, it was in this martial arts venue that he had a thrilling showdown with Master Yan Hui.

The two top masters in the martial arts world fought for more than a thousand moves, but in the end, Long Qianshan was defeated by one move, but even though Long Qianshan's sword technique was unique in the martial arts world, it seemed that the sword energy was not as bright as the sharp edge.

Huanhai took a deep breath, suppressed his fear, took a step forward, staring at Song Mingjing: "We have no relationship with you and have no grudges near you. Why can you use this kind of evil move? If you don't...if you don't come up with an explanation, I...I'm Xixia Bailu Temple and Chengtian Temple are not easy to deceive."

Although he was asking for an explanation, he had no confidence in his tone and his face was gloomy. Even some ordinary monks saw the sarcastic and cowardly tasted, which caused a series of sneers.

Huanhai and others heard it and their faces turned blue and white.

After enlightenment, Wuwei waved his hand and stopped the laughter of the monks in the temple.

Song Mingjing just glanced at Huanhai and then ignored him. He took a sword just to test the level of these people.

Although the five monks and Jiexian from Xixia were all ordinary people, their martial arts were relatively not weak. The five monks of Xixia were all middle-grade, and Jiexian was called top-grade masters. Of course, there was still a big gap between them and the extraordinary realm.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next