As that aura rose, everyone surrounding Feng Jinghong turned their heads to look around, only to see Qu Can staring at Feng Jinghong with disdain, his blood and hair dancing wildly, and his body was vaguely struck by a handle.
The bloody giant sword was wrapped inside, and the sharp aura came from his body.
"May I ask Junior Brother Qu Can, have you already realized the meaning of the sword?"
"What? Sword Intent!"
"Oh my God, is this the sword's intention? The legendary sword's intention?"
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As soon as Zhang Yiyang finished speaking, the young disciples cried out.
"Senior Brother Zhang is well-informed. Yes, this is exactly what the sword means!" Hearing Zhang Yiyang's inquiry, Qu Can gently raised the corner of his mouth, glanced at the people who were looking at him, and said proudly.
"Tch, what's so great about it? It's just sword power. Uncle Feng's strength in the Foundation Establishment Stage is not too complacent. What's so great about you..."
Before Ling Yun finished speaking, he heard Qu Can roar angrily. He slowly raised his hanging arms, bent his elbows upwards, then pressed his backhand, and a blood-colored ripple swelled out with his body as the center.
The fierce sword intent struck Ling Yun with boundless sharpness.
It was too late to say, but it was too early to say that. Feng Jinghong had experienced the power of Qu Can's "evil-proof" sword, and knew that no one under the golden elixir could defeat him. When he saw Qu Can take action, he didn't wait long.
Thinking about it, he dodged and pulled Ling Yun aside. The bloody ripples brushed Ling Yun's clothes and passed by, hitting the big tree not far away without making any sound.
Ling Yun glanced at the undamaged tree, and was about to laugh a few more words, but saw that after a gust of wind blew, the tree that was more than twenty feet high suddenly turned into fly ash, and a pile of sawdust fell down. Ling Yun felt lingering fear.
He glanced at his right arm, looked at the missing half of his sleeve, and secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"hiss……"
More than a dozen people, except Feng Jinghong, were all shocked by the power displayed by Qu Can's sword intent, and all took a breath of cold air.
"Qu Can! You are so cruel. Killing fellow disciples is a taboo in cultivation. If your sword intent hits Ling Yun, will he still have a way to survive? When I go back this time, I will definitely report it to my senior brother!"
Although Feng Jinghong had expected it, he didn't expect that after just a few days, Qu Can's sword intention would actually improve again. It was so powerful that even with a casual strike from a master in the Golden Core stage, he looked at the big sword.
The tree turned into a pile of sawdust, and then he came back to his senses and shouted loudly.
"Uncle Master, let's not say that he insulted me first. I just want to say that this cultivation system is based on strength. Without strength, no matter how many principles there are, it can't help me! Of course, if you want to teach me a lesson, then stand up.
Compete with me twice, if I lose, I will let you feel miserable!"
"How dare you... be so rude to your uncle!"
Feng Wuji had always been close friends with Ling Yun. When he heard Qu Can's cynicism, he got angry and took out his long sword, about to take action.
"Wuji, you are no match for him, let me do it!"
Ye Qingxin's voice was as clear as a waterfall in an empty valley, and the cold voice clearly reached everyone's ears.
"Senior Sister Ye, what do you, a master of the Golden Core Stage of the Yuanshi Realm, have to do with me, a monk of the Foundation Establishment Stage?" Qu Can screamed sharply as he watched Ye Qingxin emerge from the platoon, stepping through the air step by step,
There was a little panic in his voice.
Ye Qingxin glanced at Qu Can coldly, without replying. She tapped her toes in the void. With each step, a circle of water-like ripples appeared under her feet. After seven steps, Ye Qingxin, dressed in white, floated quietly.
In the void, it stands like a banished immortal from the world. Under the reflection of the moonlight, it looks so unearthly, as bright as a spring flower and as bright as an autumn moon.
Feng Jinghong looked at Ye Qingxin standing in the sky, her young heart couldn't help but tremble, and a sentence flashed in her mind: Feng Shen Ye Li, Zhong Ling Yu Xiu!
"Senior Sister Ye, do you really want to fight me?"
"I, Ye Qingxin, don't dare to take the word "senior sister" seriously. We at Daofeng Peak can't teach a disciple like you. Since strength is the most important thing, I will try your sword intent to see if it is as good as the legend.
A step-up challenge!"
"Okay, then I'll take action!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qu Can's face became stern, and his aura suddenly became strange. The fierce sword intention stirred up, stirring the vitality of the world and forming a shadow of a three-foot giant sword in front of him.
"Sword Cutting Heaven Technique" is completely different. With the agitation of the sword's intention, the vitality of heaven and earth continues to enrich the phantom, and the phantom slowly shrinks, solidifies, and gradually turns into a real sword.
Bloody long sword.
The long sword hung quietly in front of Qu Can, but its sharpness that could tear the world apart made everyone present feel a biting coldness!
"The sword is stunning!"
Qu Can shouted sharply, and the terrifying edge suddenly burst out. The bloody long sword on his chest suddenly shot out. The long sword was like a bloody meteor, drawing a dazzling red light in the night sky. In the blink of an eye, it reached Ye
Love chest.
In the midst of the electric light and stone fire, a green-white jade finger gently stretched out and hit the tip of the bloody sword accurately.
"Click"
The sound of shattering came from the quiet void, the blood light dimmed, the vitality dissipated, the bloody sword collapsed into flowers of vitality, Ye Qingxin pinched the orchid finger, picked up one of the flowers, flicked it, and a stream of light
As he flashed past, Qu Can let out a muffled groan and his whole body hit a tree five feet away.
"Xuanxu Magical Finger!"
He Feidu and Zhang Yiyang exclaimed loudly.
One finger!
The song is defeated!
Everyone was stunned on the spot and fell silent.
Before this, no one thought that Ye Qingxin's careless finger could be so powerful. Qu Can, who had understood the meaning of the sword, had no ability to connect the next finger in front of her.
That was the sword intention. According to legend, the sword intention was the most important when reaching the pinnacle of swordsmanship, but he was defeated like this!
If they had not seen Qu Can casually destroy a twenty-foot tall tree before, everyone would not be so surprised. But such a leader in the foundation building stage could not even make a single move in front of the masters in the golden elixir stage.
I can't hold it, no, I can't hold it with one finger. The strong contrast between before and after shocked everyone, including the other four masters of the Golden Core stage!
Feng Jinghong didn't expect that Ye Qingxin, who had just advanced to the Golden Core stage, would have such strength. Although there was a big gap between the two of them, Qu Can could understand the sword's intention no matter how hard it was. According to legend, he could use it to cross levels to defeat the enemy.
His sword intention seemed to be as weak as a wadding in front of her, vulnerable to a single blow.
The four of them, He Feidu, are over a hundred years old and have been promoted to the Golden Elixir stage for half a century. But even they, veteran Golden Elixir masters, dare not say that they can catch Qu Can's move that he has been preparing for a long time with just a wave of his hand.
attack, but the young girl in front of them, who had condensed golden elixir for less than two years, was already on par with them in terms of combat power, or even exceeded them. This made the four of them feel somewhat uncomfortable and looked at each other.
He glanced at it and shook his head with a wry smile.
"Junior Sister Ye is really talented, and the power of the "Xuanxu Miao Finger" is getting bigger and bigger. I remember that Junior Sister also obtained this technique in the Blue Garden Cave, right? I didn't expect it to be so powerful!"
Hua Qianrou said sadly, with a hint of disappointment in her tone besides envy.
"Yes, yes, with you, Junior Sister Ye, our Longyin Sect will surely be able to show off its splendor at the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference in Donghua Qingzhou three years later!"
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"The three senior brothers and senior sister Hua are so complimentary."
Ye Qingxin slowly walked down from the void, until she stepped on the ground, the flowers of vitality swirling around her slowly dissipated like water waves.
"Senior sister, senior sister, that move you just made was so beautiful. You knocked that arrogant guy to the ground with just one finger, haha."
Ling Yun looked at Qu Can, who was holding his chest, and laughed loudly.
Qu Can glanced at Ling Yun with a gloomy expression, snorted, walked aside and sat down to adjust his breath.
"Junior brother, although you are Master's son, you can no longer speak openly like you did just now. You must know that trouble comes from your mouth. Look at that tree and then look at your sleeves. In the eyes of cultivators, there is little
There is no secular etiquette, and it is common to get into fights over disagreements, so you..."
"Okay, okay, good senior sister, I understand. I promise not to talk nonsense in the future, okay? I am thirteen years old, and I am not young anymore." Ling Yun shook Ye Qingxin's hand and suddenly fanned his big eyes.
, said pitifully.
Even though Ye Qingxin sternly scolded Ling Yun, her younger brother, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly when she looked at his pitiful childishness, and a hint of affection flashed across her delicate and refined face.
The alluring smile.
Everyone who had been staring at Ye Qingxin showed intoxication. Even Zhang Yiyang, Jin Zhong, and He Feidu, three masters of the Golden Core stage, had a flash of amazement in their eyes.
Feng Jinghong was also stunned, with a look of fascination flashing in his eyes. However, it only took two breaths. As soon as the clear current hovering between his eyebrows swayed, his brain returned to clarity, and he couldn't help but praise: "What a wait."
Stunning beauty, not to mention captivating a country or a city, it is enough to make the sun and moon lose their light, and the heaven and earth be eclipsed!"
As soon as Feng Jinghong finished speaking, he knew that he was being rude. As a senior uncle, it was really embarrassing to say such words in public. His face turned red instantly and he secretly looked at everyone, which made Feng Jinghong feel happy.
Surprisingly, except for He Feidu and the other four who looked at him with half-smiling looks, the other disciples were still immersed in Ye Qingxin's peerless appearance.
Like a child who had done something wrong, Feng Jinghong patted his chest gently, exhaled a long breath, and then turned to look at Ye Qingxin's reaction. What surprised him was that there was no expression in Ye Qingxin's eyes.
Without any sign of disgust, he just frowned slightly and looked at him doubtfully.
This made Feng Jinghong even more embarrassed. She quickly lowered her head, turned around and looked at the ground.
"Haha, what my junior uncle said is indeed true. Senior sister, look, you are so beautiful that the sun and the moon are dim. Look at the moon!"
Ling Yun's crisp voice woke everyone up, and everyone looked up at the moon in the sky.