"Okay! But we can't do it here, it will hinder the delivery of the Golden Falcon and the Black Beast." Qin Dong was very cheerful and agreed immediately.

Jiuzong snorted coldly and said arrogantly, "Wherever you want to go, it's up to you!"

Qin Dong pointed his finger at the sky and asked provocatively, "You dare to scold me?"

"You mean air combat?" Jiuchongtian frowned.[

Monks of the first to third levels may have various mysterious movements that allow their bodies to stay in the air, but that is only for a short time and is not flying in the true sense. Only monks of the fourth level and above can

, can you truly ride the wind and get infinitely close to the sky.

"You're not afraid anymore, are you?" Qin Dong raised an eyebrow and continued to provoke.

The danger of air combat is much more dangerous than that of fighting on the ground. Not to mention the ability to rise from the ground, but the continuous flying state requires deep spiritual power as support, not to mention, you have to defeat a series of attacks in the air

And defense, if you lose concentration even a little bit, the consequences will be unbearable for the camera.

Jiuzhong was pure in nature and could not be provoked the most. Before Qin Dong's words could reach the ground, Jiuzhong snorted coldly and jumped into the air. He was supported by spiritual power under his feet and stood firmly.

"Boy, let's see if I don't beat you to pieces!" Jiuzhong floated in the air, pointed at Qin Dong and shouted.

Qin Dong was not as eye-catching as Jiuzhong's performance. He just tapped his toes, and then his whole body got rid of the shackles of gravity. Slowly but extremely gracefully, he floated to the same height as Jiuzhong and stabilized. The whole movement was without any trace of emotion.

It's smoky, but it's as steady as a mountain.

When Lin Qingfeng saw this scene, he couldn't help but shook his head, his face was full of disbelief, and he said, "This... this kid's cultivation level is at least one level higher than mine!"

Seeing Qin Dong's extraordinary ability to control the air, Jin Pingyue and Zui Monk's faces were full of wry smiles. They no longer dared or were embarrassed to regard Qin Dong as their apprentice.

"Good boy, you really have a chance!" Qin Dong's calmness made Jiuchong's expression become serious.

"Stop talking nonsense! Let's take action!" Qin Dong raised his hands flat, opened his mind, and assumed the posture of 'opening the door to welcome guests'.

As the saying goes, an expert will know if something is wrong as soon as he makes a move. Qin Dong's action seemed simple, but in Jiuzhong's eyes, it combined the magic with the ordinary, making his eyes suddenly widen.

Groups of thick black air flow rose from Jiuzhong's feet, changing constantly in the air with his thoughts, and finally condensed into a huge magic knife that, like substance, covered half the sky, floated in Jiuzhong

In front of his body, there was a strange light flashing, and at the same time, he was constantly releasing an invisible pressure, making the atmosphere at the scene extremely tense in an instant.

"I really didn't expect that in just a few decades, Jiuzhong's 'Nine Transformations of the Demonic Sword' could be cultivated to such a terrifying level!" Lin Qingfeng was shocked as soon as the Demonic Sword came out.

Both Jin Pingyue and Zui Monk were not as good as Lin Qingfeng in cultivation, and the shock at this moment was much stronger than his. They all turned their attention to Qin Dong, wondering how Qin Dong would respond.

"Three lotuses gather at the top!" Lin Qingfeng exclaimed, and saw three purple lotus flowers slowly emerging from Qin Dong's head.

Putting Fu Fengming aside, Jiuzhong was the strongest monk Qin Dong had ever encountered in the human world. The peak of level four was only one step away from level five. Qin Dong did not dare to be careless and underestimate the enemy.

The magic sword was so powerful that Qin Dong's three purple lotuses were equally frightening.

The black energy released by the magic knife and the purple light formed by the purple lotus collided with each other, making a hissing sound. Before the battle officially started, the confrontation of momentum alone was already so terrifying.

Whether it was Lin Qingfeng, Jin Pingyue or Zui Monk, all of them had their hearts in their throats at this moment. They were nervous and at the same time excited. Such a high-level duel was not something that could often be seen in the human world.

Seen.[

"This kid..." As the momentum of the two people continued to collide and confront each other, Jiuzhong became more and more surprised. His momentum had almost been released to the limit, but Qin Dong showed no sign of being unable to resist it. On the contrary, from

Qin Dong's power seemed to be getting stronger, which made his heart jump from time to time.

"Nine transformations of the magic sword - shocking!" Although Jiuzhong didn't want to believe it, he clearly felt that Qin Dong's power was gradually exerting a suppressive effect on him. He didn't dare to delay any longer, roared, and the black energy rumbling demon

The knife suddenly activated and struck Qin Dong with a rumble.

The fourth level peak was truly extraordinary. As soon as the sword came out, the sky and the earth changed color, the clouds started to move and the wind moved. The powerful energy shot out in all directions, causing Lin Qingfeng and others to retreat wildly backwards.

Long Lianping had the worst cultivation level and was in the most difficult situation. When Jiuzhong moved, Long Lianping couldn't resist it. She squatted on the ground, her face was pale, and the energy in her body was like an enraged beast.

She was boiling with anger and anxiety, and was about to explode. Fortunately, Lin Qingfeng was quick to see the opportunity and protected her in time. Otherwise, Long Lianping might have died here in such a daze.

As soon as the magic sword moved, Zilian also responded to the situation.

Among the three purple lotuses, one hovered above Qin Dong's head to protect the origin, while the other two also hit the magic knife from two directions.

Purple light lingered and black air spread across the sky. Although there was no earth-shattering sound, the two majestic spiritual powers collided with each other and immediately formed streaks of silvery-white lightning in the sky. At first glance, it looked like the sky

The cracks are particularly shocking.

"Uh!" A muffled groan sounded from Jiuzhong's mouth. The magic knife seemed to have been hit hard by the purple lotus. It shrank by more than half, spun around, and dodged from the flanking attack of the two purple lotuses.

He passed by and returned to Kunou's side. Kunou's face also turned livid.

The magic sword faded, Qin Dong's Zilian took advantage of the momentum, and Jiuchong was suddenly in a passive position of being beaten.

"nnd! This kid is so powerful that he even worships us as his teacher. What does he think?" The drunken monk's face changed again and again. When he saw that Jiuzhong was suppressed by Qin Dong in the blink of an eye, he couldn't bear it.

He kept opening his mouth.

At this time, Jin Pingyue couldn't help but feel a stinging and burning sensation on her face. She recalled that day when she and the drunken monk were fighting over Qin Dong as his disciple. She even had a long face of embarrassment and didn't know where to put it. With Qin Dong's cultivation

Because being their master is more than enough!

"Nine Transformations of the Demonic Sword - Against the Heavens!"

Jiuchong seemed to be driven to panic, and let out a roar in his mouth, clasped his hands together, and with a file, the magic knife split into two, causing a thrilling roar, and at the same time slashed at Qin Dong's two purple lotuses.

After passing the past, he changed his defense and turned to offense.

Jiuchong was about to fight for his life. His palms danced in the air repeatedly. Thick black spiritual power spurted out from his hands, but was injected into the two magic knives. The two magic knives,

It swelled a lot in an instant, and even the light surged a bit higher than before.

While staring blankly into the sky, the drunk monk patted Lin Qingfeng's shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Old Lin, why do I think Jiuzhong's Nine Transformations of the Demon Sword is more powerful than your Spiritual Sword?"

Lin Qingfeng turned around and glared at him angrily. The drunken monk was clearly teasing him. However, Lin Qingfeng was confident that when his cultivation reached the same level as the ninth level, the power of the spiritual sword would never be the same.

Worse than the Nine Transformations of the Demon Sword.

Jingle! Bang!

The two magic knives collided with the two purple lotuses almost at the same time. First there was a crisp sound of the swords intersecting, and then there was a thunderous muffled sound, which made people's ears buzz and their hearts frightened.

At the beginning, the black air emitted by the two magic knives fiercely enveloped the two purple lotuses, and Jiuzhong's face suddenly became happy. But it didn't last long, and streaks of purple light pierced the black air.

It came out again, and with lightning speed, there was a counter-encirclement. A large piece of purple light wrapped around the blade of the magic knife, and just before Jiuzong's eyelids lowered, he covered the magic knife.

.

After Jiuchong was briefly stunned, he also wanted to imitate Qin Dong and launch a counter-siege. Unfortunately, he was powerless to do the same thing.

No matter how much he destroyed the spiritual power in his body, he could not stop the purple light from devouring the magic knife. At the same time, Jiuzhong also clearly felt that the purple light that filled the surroundings was like a small knife, cutting off him and the devil bit by bit.

Knife connection.

Just when Jiuzhong's mind was racing, looking for a way out of the predicament, a dazzling purple light hit his chest like lightning. Before the purple light could reach his body, a fear seemed to be pierced through.

"The whole mind of Kokonou was filled. Almost subconsciously, Kouzou took the initiative to let go of the connection with the magic knife, and the whole person fell back to the ground from mid-air with a snap as if he was weightless.[

Before Jiuzhong could stand up from the ground, the magic sword he had refined was disintegrated under the light of Qin Dong's purple lotus, and finally disappeared without a trace.

I lost! I lost completely and I have nothing to say.

Kokonoe's face was full of loneliness and sadness. He seemed to be stupid, standing there, unable to regain his senses.

Jiuchong is a very conceited person. Any defeat will give him a big impact. What's more, this time he was defeated by Qin Dong, a person who in his eyes has a stinky "hair".

Head boy.

Qin Dong sighed and slowly fell back to the ground from the air. He did not disturb Jiuzhong, nor did he say any words of comfort. Such a blow would only have a negative impact on his future cultivation if Jiuzhong digested it by himself.

benefits without leaving a shadow.

"Qin Dong, you stinky boy, you..." The drunken monk rushed forward with a few angry steps, pointing at Qin Dong, wanting to get angry, but he didn't know how to get angry.
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