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Chapter nine hundred and eighty third magical clothes

Only a burst of puff sounds were heard, and the strong monsters let out painful howls, and then blood flew across the ground.

In the blink of an eye, except for the huge armored rhino king, all other monsters were killed on the spot.

"Qincheng."

Zhong Feifei turned around, and then she saw a scene that would never be forgotten for life.

Qin Cheng sat cross-legged in the air, his hair fluttered in the wind, and his body emitted a holy light.

At the center of the eyebrows, a sword-shaped pattern flashed, and hundreds of flying swords emitted strong light, like countless fireflies, flying around Qincheng, as if he regarded Qincheng as a sword god.

Seeing this, the demon king actually felt fear under the interference of the chaotic heart fog. It roared, turned around and ran away.

However, Qin Cheng naturally cannot spare it. This kind of monster that has lost its mind will be a disaster for both humans and other monsters.

With a finger, the flying swords beside Qin Cheng trembled and a sound of sword sounded.

Then the sword was like a long dragon, and hundreds of flying swords formed a silver craftsman, rushed out and headed straight for the demon king.

With a harsh sound, the demon king's mind's door was pierced by hundreds of flying swords and was killed on the spot.

"The reason why you didn't inject these flying swords before was not because you were afraid of blowing up the sword, but because you wanted the same breath."

Zhong Feifei stared blankly at Qin Cheng put away the flying sword. At this time, she finally realized it and couldn't help but blush on her cheeks.

Before, she was extremely proud, mocking Qin Cheng for not having talent for refining weapons and his sword-making skills. Now it seems that she is indeed a big mistake.

"Fefei, now you know why you lost." Tie Chi walked over and said with a smile.

"But he lost. We compare the quality of the sword, not quantity." Zhong Feifei snorted, but refuted very weakly.

"Don't forget, there is still one day, do you want me to refine a fifth-grade flying sword for you to see?" Qin Cheng smiled when he heard this.

"Forget it, I can lose."

Zhong Feifei simply surrendered. Of course, she believed that with Qin Cheng's ability, she could create a magic weapon that was better than her on the last day. After all, making a flying sword with the same handle and breath is enough to explain the problem.

"This is the demon pill that I have killed monsters during this period. You can take it away." Zhong Feifei took out a pack of demon pills with some pain. This was the income from her hunting monsters along the way, which was a total of hundreds, and it was also a considerable asset to put it outside.

"It depends on your reluctant look, why not forget it." Qin Cheng teased.

It will take several days for Zhong Feifei to kill these demon pills, but if I were myself, I would probably have done it in two or three hours.

"Bah, I believe it, I will give it to you if I say it."

Zhong Feifei glared at her eyes and threw the pouchmonger pill directly to Qin Cheng.

"I admire you." Qin Cheng said: "But it seems that something is almost there."

"Master...Master Uncle." Zhong Feifei was so angry that she wanted to rush over and bit Qin Cheng to death, but her face changed for a long time, but her skills were still inferior to others, so she could only scream.

However, the sound was surprisingly low, which made her feel not very convinced.

"What did you say just now? I can't hear it."

Qin Cheng took out his ears, took out a jade slip, and deliberately shook it in front of Zhong Feifei.

"What is in your hand?" Zhong Feifei's expression suddenly changed slightly, and she seemed a little excited.

"It's no big deal if it's something that has something to do with the sword intent. I originally wanted to give it to a niece of my junior, but someone never wanted to admit it." Qin Cheng said deliberately.

Zhong Feifei's face changed a lot. She was smart and could not hear what Qin Cheng meant.

"Uncle Master!" Zhong Feifei smiled and shouted obediently.

The gentle look made Tie Chi and Pan Qing stunned. Is this the Zhong Feifei they knew?

"Good niece is good." Qin Cheng no longer teased her and gave the jade slip.

This object is not the original sword-controlling technique, but an improved version after being repaired by Qincheng. After all, not everyone has a perfect pure spirit sword body like Qincheng. However, after improvement, although the ultimate power will be smaller, it is easier to practice and is more suitable for Zhong Feifei.

Zhong Feifei took the jade slip and left happily.

After staying in the fog for another two days, the chaotic fog gradually dissipated and moved to another place.

Several people were ready to set off again.

After the practice, Qin Cheng suddenly moved slightly and his eyes looked in one direction.

"Master Tie Chi, is the place you agreed with your friends with the demon clan not far from this place?" Qin Cheng asked.

"I couldn't see the distance before, but now it seems that it is indeed only a hundred miles away." Tie Chi nodded and said.

"If your friend finds that you may be wrapped in a mess, will you worry about your safety?"

Qin Cheng's words made Tie Chi stunned.

"Young Master Qin, are you talking?"

"Well, I felt a few kilometers away on the west side, there was a sound of fighting, and the space was vibrating, and the scene was quite large." Qin Cheng nodded.

In fact, after entering the depths of the Monster Mountains, there are very few such fights. First, there are almost no humans here, and second, monsters have their own inherent territory and do not walk around casually.

"Maybe this is true, let's go and have a look." Tie Chi sensed the direction Qin Cheng pointed, and became a little worried.

The other party comes to protect himself, but it is not good if he encounters danger.

At the same time, Tie Chi was also a little surprised at Qin Cheng's spiritual consciousness. After all, in the depths of the Monster Mountains, most people dare not release such a wide spiritual consciousness, because the monsters here are also very sensitive and are prone to cause unnecessary trouble.

But Qin Cheng was obviously not worried about this, which also proved that he could hide his spiritual consciousness and avoid the interference of those monsters.

The four of them set out again and soon arrived at the place Qincheng said.

This is a riverside land, with three figures fighting against a group of monsters with red eyes.

The stream of light lingers, the space trembles, and monsters are constantly rising upside down on the ground.

Seeing the strength of both sides, the few people breathed a sigh of relief. The strength of these monsters was far inferior to the armored rhino they encountered before, and they were no match for these figures.

Qin Cheng looked down at him and saw that the three figures were all dressed in humans, an old man and two young men and women.

At this time, the old man fought against several monsters alone, and was not at a disadvantage. He also made loud laughter while fighting.

"The old man's body is wrong, it's his clothes."

Qin Cheng noticed the old man and his eyes suddenly lit up.

This old man's cultivation is not very advanced, but his body is like a gust of wind. He will disappear from his sight after moving, and when he appears again, he will be more than ten feet away.

Those monsters had no time to guard against them, and if they wanted to fight back after being injured, the old man disappeared again.

It was as if he had learned the art of teleportation.
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