The things in the upper realm are strange. Even an ordinary thunder cannot be underestimated. Besides, it is still in your body, with wood attribute control and thunder attribute guidance. Gradually, sweat on Rong Que's forehead began to emerge. This is not a simple matter. You have to control the thunder in your body.
At this moment, less than a thousand meters away from Rongqu, a team of people came to see which sect they were dressed in nearby. The leader was a woman with a cold face, as if she was keeping people from thousands of miles away. She had a great appearance, comparable to Ye Minsiyou.
"Senior Sister Yunling, why did the elder ask us to come here? This is already a glacier, and I can't find anything." A disciple next to him said impatiently.
"Yes, Senior Sister Yunling, everyone said that there are some ice-attribute monsters here that have come out of the mountain. Let's go back quickly. If you can create such a large-scale glacier, you will definitely be a monster above the fifth level."
As he said that, a few timid disciples were about to leave. At this moment, the woman who was the leader called Yunling turned around and glanced at them coldly, saying, "I have no cowards in the sword sect. You should automatically withdraw from the sect after you go back."
As he said that, he ignored the group of people behind him and walked forward on his own.
"I just like Yunling's power. Yunling, I'm here, wait for me!" There was a man in the crowd, with a handsome appearance. His eyes looked at Yunling, revealing everyone's love, and pushed the crowd away and chased Yunling in the distance.
As soon as the man chased out, everyone was stunned, then sighed, and one of them said helplessly: "Senior Brother Song Zhong has gone, we should chase him quickly, otherwise if Senior Sister Yunling complained, we might be forced to be expelled from the sect."
"Yes, Yunling is protected by Senior Brother Song Zhong, so we should not mess with her. Let's go."
The group sighed and followed extremely reluctantly.
The distance between the disciples of the Sword Yu Sect and Rong Que gradually narrowed. Jian Chi had already seen those people approaching, and the sword immediately unsheathed and looked at them vigilantly.
"Boy, give in. Didn't you see that we are from the Swordsman Sect?" The group walked up to him and saw a white-haired young man sitting upright in the middle of the road. There was a young man holding a long sword next to him, and he frowned.
When Song Zhong saw that Yun Ling's face had not changed at all, he wanted to show himself, so he immediately took a step forward, unsheathed his sword, and said to Jian Chi, "Boy, are you robbing?"
"no!"
"Then why are you occupying a path?"
"My master is practicing and protecting the Dharma."
Hearing this, the group of people in the Yujian Sect were stunned, and their eyes that looked at Rong Que began to become strange. Master? So young?
"Who are you tragic? Master, have you ever seen a master who is about the same age as me? Be honest and dodge it so as not to suffer from flesh and blood." After looking at Rong Que, Song Zhong frowned and roared at Jian Chi.
"Don't let me, why don't you defeat me first!" Rong Que's order to complete the sword magic swears to death.
Looking at the thin sword sci-fi, Song Zhong smiled and said disdainfully: "Just like your small body, I can't even hold the sword tightly. I'll help you if I ask for death!"
As he said that, Song Zhong stepped forward and picked the long sword in his hand at a tricky angle towards Jian Chi. Judging from the technique, he was also a person who had achieved several years of sword skills.
However, for Jianniang, this sword is a piece of cake. The descendants of the ancient swordsman family are not worthy of fame. After being guided by Rong Que, a swordsman genius, their swordsmanship is also good.
"when!"
With a wave of the sword, the sound of gold and iron intertwined, and the ragged sword handed to him by Rong Que actually blocked the gorgeous iron sword in Song Zhong's hand.
"suck!"
Of course, the people from the Swordsman Sect never expected that Senior Brother Song Zhong, who had the highest swordsmanship among his group, would be bounced away with a sword. It seems that the kid's swordsmanship in front of him is also extraordinary.
Song Zhong was a little surprised when he was bounced away by Jianqi's sword. He looked at the long sword in his hand, then looked at Jianqi's broken sword, and suddenly became angry. He was blocked by a poor boy with a sword. He was so angry that he was out again.
He pointed directly at Jian Chi's face and was about to kill him. After the sword was out, he felt something was wrong. Looking at Jian Chi's eyes, there was no tension at all and it was even calm and cold.
Song Zhong had only seen this kind of gaze in his master, and of course, his master was more advanced than Jian Chi.
"Are he not afraid of me at all? Who is this person who fell to the ground? He has such concentration, but no matter who he is, he has to drink hatred under my sword today!" Thinking of this in his heart, Song Zhong's sword added a little more points. Judging from the momentum, he was going to take the sword crazy head.
When Song Zhong's sword tip was three fingers wide from Jian Chi's nose, suddenly, Jian Chi kicked his feet and quickly retreated. He raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed Song Zhong's abdomen.
Song Zhong was shocked. If the sword was stabbed, it would be seriously injured even if it was not killed. He immediately turned over and rotated his body to the left, and he narrowly avoided the sword crazy sword.
"The speed is too slow! Let you see the sword technique my master taught me!" As he said that, Jian Chi's long sword in his hand bent around his waist, as if he was accumulating energy, and murderous aura flashed through his eyes.
Seeing Jian Chi's posture, among the crowd of the sword Yu Jian Sect, Yun Ling's eyes flashed, frowned, and thought to herself: "What kind of sword technique is this? It seems that it requires power accumulation, and the attack power must be extremely high."
"Calling energy, I won't give you this opportunity, please see." Song Zhong, who was forced to open by Jian Chi with a sword, immediately turned over and rushed towards Jian Chi and was about to interrupt his accumulation of energy.
Looking at Song Zhong who was rushing up, Jian Chi frowned, and the long sword in his hand began to tremble slightly, and it looked like it was about to be completed.
"Break it for me!"
At that moment, Song Zhong had already appeared in front of Jian Chi and slashed at Jian Chi with one sword. It looked like he was not interrupted, the sword would definitely cut the opponent in half.
But at this moment, Song Zhong was surprised to find that there was a smile on the corner of Jian Chi's mouth. The smile suddenly made him feel cold. Could this kid... was trapping me?
"You lose, let's see if I collapse!"
As he said that, the sword crazy, the moment before Song Zhong's sword was slashed, swept out at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye. The invisible sword energy on it also ejected with the flow and slashed towards Song Zhong's waist. As long as it was slashed, blood would sprinkle all over the sky.
At this critical moment, Song Zhong finally pulled the sword back. Just when he discovered Jian Chi's smile, he had already begun to withdraw the sword. However, due to inertia, the sword was extremely slow. Only then did he finally pull the sword back to protect his chest.
"when!"
The long sword sound came from afar, like the sound of a long sword crying, while the sword crazy sword seemed to be a victory roar.
"puff!"
After landing, his body could not hold on. Song Zhong, who had lost his balance, slumped on the ground, and a mouthful of blood mist sprayed out, looking fiercely at the sword crazy looking at him quietly from a distance.
Jianqi was holding his sword back, and his right hand holding the sword was trembling slightly at this moment. Yes, the move just now was a collapse of Rong Que's own creation. However, due to the system, Jianqi could not compress the power of blood and energy. The practice of hanging heavy jewelry these days did not bring him much blood and energy, and it was a bit reluctant to force it.
"Senior Brother Song Zhong, you... your sword!"
Among the people in the sword Yu Sect, one of them looked at the long sword in Song Zhong's hand, as if he was extremely unbelievable, and pointed at the sword with a trembling hand.
Everyone looked at him in confusion and frowned, his face full of disbelief. Even Song Zhong himself was staring wide.
A crack appeared in his sword. This was a primary element, and it was actually cracked by the poor boy in front of him.
"What is this person's origin? He actually has such great explosive power. Is the master he mentioned the white-haired young man next to him?" Yun Ling frowned, looked at Jian Chi, and then looked at Rong Que.
Although Jian Chi no longer had the ability to use another move to collapse, she would never let go. She took a step forward and said, "Who else!"
Song Zhong, the strongest among the group, was defeated, and no one else dared to agree at will. After a moment of quiet, Yun Ling frowned and walked out of the crowd and said, "Your swordsmanship is indeed domineering, but this does not mean that we will be afraid of you. Let me learn your skills."
As he said that, Yun Ling pulled out the long sword from her waist with a "Cen" sound. The sword knew that the grade was not low at a glance, and the whole body was shining with a faint light. It should be a high-level element. With Yun Ling's mid-stage strength in the Spiritual Realm, the sword fanatic at this time would definitely not be an opponent.
But even so, Jian Chi did not retreat. He held the sword alone and said, "Yes, but if you lose, please take a detour."
"What if you count?"
"Kill me and you can leave here."
Yun Ling frowned and looked at Jian Chi with helplessness. This person was so persistent, and it was difficult to deal with. Judging from his sword skills just now, his strength must be above me. If I lose, wouldn't I have to find another way in this glacier?
"Don't talk nonsense, let's start."
Seeing that Yun Ling stopped talking, Jian Chi frowned, and changed his sword to his left hand. He swung his sword with a sharp sword. Yun Ling was shocked and immediately drew his sword to meet the enemy.
Each move and every move directly points to the opponent's lifeline. This is a life-and-death battle.
Without the support of the blood and energy power, and the small amount of spiritual power was almost exhausted, the appearance of the sword cynic was gradually forced into a desperate situation.
As he fought, Yunling felt more and more relaxed, as if the opponent's strength began to decline continuously. Only then did he realize that the opponent had consumed a lot of power in the previous move, and this battle would definitely not lose.
Thinking of this, the speed of the long sword wielding faster and faster brought considerable pressure to Jian Chi. Moreover, Jian Chi's long sword was of a low grade, which was borrowed by Rong Que from Ximen Xue at the time, and was only at the high level of ordinary level. The reason why he could split Song Zhong's long sword was because of the support of blood and energy. This time, he faced Yun Ling in his heyday, and the level difference between weapons was determined.
"die!"
The long sword vibrated, and Yunling slashed three consecutive swords on Jian Chi's broken sword, leaving a huge gap on his sword blade. With one more sword, it would break, but Yunling's long sword was raised again.
Wave it down
"Click!"
The broken sword broke, Yunling smiled at the corner of her mouth, and the long sword was no longer hindered, pointing directly at the sword crazy face.
Close your eyes and waiting for the arrival of death, a figure appeared in Jian Chi's heart. It was Rong Que, who said helplessly: "Master, it seems that the disciple can only repay you for your recreation in the next life."