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Chapter 23 Special Ability

The light and shadows in the sky were shaking, and the sharp sword energy was constantly stirring.

The Great Light Sword is the unique skill of the Light Palace.

It is rumored that there are nine major sword techniques in the Palace of Light, engraved on the Sword Bone Cliff Monument, and only inner disciples are qualified to practice.

The Great Light Sword is one of them.

This is a combat sword technique that surpasses the Red Flame level.

To practice the Great Light Sword, you need to use the light glass sand to temper your spine, to refine your sword bones, and to endure pain that ordinary people cannot bear.

Once this sword is completed, every move is made, the sword light is like a vast river, blooming with infinite light.

It is even more terrifying than the master of Daohe Castle that day.

In the smoke and dust, figures stalked and walked around, exuding a terrible atmosphere.

Wang Qiong looked cold, and he pushed it out with one hand, and the original aura penetrated into Su Qinghe's body like a small snake.

Buzz...

At the wound, the light shone brightly, the sword energy was hideous, and the terrible power destroyed Su Qinghe's vitality.

Such a terrifying sword intent, even the original aura could not recover from his injuries for a while, so he could only temporarily suppress it.

"Am I... going to die?" Su Qinghe looked miserable and lay in Wang Qiong's arms.

She felt the vitality in her body was losing, and the fire seemed dim.

"Don't worry, with me here, no one can touch you."

"I can't protect myself, and I still have the thought of pitying the fragrance and jade? There are indeed everyone in the wasteland."

The smoke and dust disappeared, and Mo Bufan walked out. This peerless genius from the Palace of Light and the supreme master who descended to the wasteland had already stared at Wang Qiong in secret and the butcher shop No. 73.

There are no airtight walls in the world, and if you have done them, you will leave traces.

With the information in his hand, Mo Bufan's intuition told him that the destruction of the Daohe Castle and Long Liqi's death were inseparable from the man in front of him.

Especially when Ye Wangzhou got so close to a small emerging force, his guess was even stronger.

Killing disciples from the Palace of Light is a serious crime.

Once confirmed, the whole family will be destroyed and Ye Wangzhou will be implicated.

"Take good care of her!" Wang Qiong whispered and slowly stood up.

"Boss..." Yang Qi's eyes trembled, and a trace of heaviness flashed in his eyes.

The man in front of them was so powerful that he could imagine that his breath alone made him tremble all over his body, and even the fire could not function.

Yang Qi has never seen such power before.

The most important thing is that the other party comes from the Palace of Light, the supreme behemoth.

Faced with such an existence, they were like ants and could not compete with them at all.

"The Palace of Light... I am really destined to be with me!" Wang Qiong took a step forward and slowly pulled out the black dragon sword at his waist.

"You are right. I destroyed the Daohe Castle, and I also killed the disciples of the Light Palace."

Buzz...

Wang Qiong's voice was like a crisscrossing sword, intertwining with the whisper of the Black Dragon Sword.

At this moment, Mo Bufan was stunned for a moment. He did not expect that such a serious crime would be so serious that the man in front of him would admit it directly without any excuse.

Not to mention him, even Yang Qi and even Su Qinghe were deeply shocked.

Especially Su Qinghe, despite many speculations before, when Wang Qiong said it in such a calm tone, a huge wave still stirred up in her heart.

"he……"

"Boss... is crazy!?"

Buzz...

The black dragon sword whistled a long roar, and the stern edge shone with a bitter cold light under the dazzling sunlight.

"I forgot to tell you that you will die in my hands today."

Rumble...

Before he finished speaking, the true energy in Wang Qiong's body was hustle and bustle, and the terrifying voice stirred a hundred miles away, with the blade unmatched, slashing forward.

"Returning to the sea is infinite..."

Mo Bufan's expression changed slightly. He did not expect that a small ant would hide such a terrible power in the wasteland.

He clearly only has the eighth level of the Puyuan Realm, but his true energy is vast, like the storm of the sea of ​​anger. Even the outer disciples of the Light Hall have never had such a atmosphere.

But when I thought about it, it was natural. If there was no power, how could it be possible to destroy the Daohe Ancient Castle and kill Long Liqi?

Buzz...

A sword light soared into the sky, blue as blue as water, blocking the sharpness of the Black Dragon Sword.

The terrifying power rippled like waves along the sword god, constantly hitting Mo Bufan's arm.

"His body..." Mo Bufan looked at Wang Qiong in surprise.

The human body can actually burst out with such a terrible power, and even the peak-level treasure in his hand is slightly deformed.

The black dragon sword roared endlessly, and the sword light burst out and kept bombarding.

Great Light Sword!

The blue sword body burst out with a dazzling light, resonating with Mo Bufan's body.

In an instant, the sword energy was vigorous and the mysterious light was rays.

These wisps of sword light gathered like torrents, attacking all directions.

The surrounding ground was shattering inch by inch, and the terrifying aura soared into the sky and shook a hundred miles away.

Mo Bufan is the real pride of heaven and the successor of the inner sect of the Light Hall. His great Light Sword has already reached the point of perfection. With one sword, there is no way to life and death.

In the dazzling light, the sword energy conveys killing and destruction.

Such weather instantly attracted the attention of nearby masters.

After all, it is too close to the ruins of Doomsday.

"The Great Light Sword...that is the supreme skill of the Light Hall...only the true successor can practice it."

"Who is it... who dares to fight against the disciples of the Palace of Light?"

"Is it the successor of other high-level forces?"

"This breath is..."

Suddenly, eyes were cast towards the center of destruction.

The surging sword light roared and roared.

Light is everywhere, sword intent permeates, swallowing everything.

"Boss..." Yang Qi's eyes trembled and he shouted in silence.

Buzz...

Suddenly, the surging lightning emitted a harsh sound, tearing through the light that represents killing and destruction.

In the sword light, thunder and lightning surged, like a big dragon awakening, suppressing the sword intent in the sky.

"Magic-level superpower!" Mo Bufan's eyes gathered, and there was a strong murderous intent flashing.

Whether it is true energy, physical body or superpowers, the qualifications and background displayed by Wang Qiong have completely exceeded his expectations.

You should know that in the desperate situation in the wasteland, it is difficult to produce real monsters except for those big forces, because the resources are too scarce.

But once such a person appears, it is like a hidden dragon hiding abyss. Once he reaches the sky and the earth, his future is unimaginable.

The qualifications that Wang Qiong showed made him feel a little afraid.

At this moment, Mo Bufan really wanted to kill.

"It's great to be able to take over my Great Light Sword."

A cold voice resounded throughout the world.

Suddenly, Mo Bufan's feet gradually left the ground, and he floated in the air under the eyes of Wang Qiong and many of the spectators.

"Fly...flying?"

"He... isn't he Buyuan Realm? How can he fly in the air?"

"What is this ability?"

Everyone exclaimed, unable to believe it.

Flying in the air is a ability that is possessed only by the Merge Realm. With the air control power, one can naturally suppress monks at low levels.

This is the so-called separation between heaven and man, and the difference between the upper and lower parts.

"You can die." Mo Bufan said indifferently from the ground.

He poked out with one hand and pointed at Wang Qiong.

Rumble...

Suddenly, the earth sank, and a terrible drop force pulled Wang Qiong, causing his body to sink into the ground. Every inch of flesh and blood seemed to be covered with shackles and could not move.
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