Facing that strange scorpion, Qin Xuan only felt a strong fighting spirit, and his soul body also emitted a dazzling white light, dispersing the surrounding blood mist, and the light was brilliant!
In fact, since Qin Xuan practiced martial arts, except for fighting against others in the martial arts gym, Qin Xuan practiced alone every time. Although Qin Xuan did not slack off due to his love for martial arts, he has been practicing martial arts alone for a long time.
Although depressed, Qin Xuan still felt a little tired.
But here today, facing these monsters, Qin Xuan can attack without restraint without worrying about accidental injuries or conserving strength. Qin Xuan can have a hearty battle. This is what a joyful thing in life!
Maybe everyone has violence in their body because it has been suppressed in today's relatively harmonious society, but as long as there is an opportunity, I believe everyone will show his different side.
Qin Xuan was like this at this time. It was the first time he faced such a terrifying strange scorpion. Not only did Qin Xuan not feel scared, he was also slightly excited. He was full of fighting spirit, clenched his fists, and wanted to go up and fight immediately!
But Qin Xuan still retains a trace of the warrior's calmness, knowing that he knows himself and his enemy, and will fight through it all.
The reason is that he does not understand the strange scorpion on the opposite side, and taking action rashly will only make him passive. Therefore, Qin Xuan has been suppressing the fighting spirit in his heart and observing his opponent calmly.
Just when Qin Xuan could no longer suppress the high-spirited fighting spirit in his heart, the strange scorpion finally couldn't help but take action first.
Qin Xuan felt that the blood mist outside his body seemed to have an inexplicable influence on himself, making people unconsciously enter a kind of crazy fighting mood. Just now, he could temporarily suppress it, but now the fighting spirit in his heart was aroused by the strange scorpion.
On the spot, I could no longer contain myself. I had only one thought in my mind: fight and smash all the enemies in front of me into dust.
Seeing the strange scorpion charging at him again, Qin Xuan immediately rushed forward, ducked sideways to avoid the strange scorpion's sharp blow, dodged to the strange scorpion's head, raised his right fist and punched hard with great fighting spirit.
Hit the weird scorpion on the head.
The strength of the strange scorpion may not be high. Under Qin Xuan's punch, it was smashed to pieces on the spot. What's strange is that after the strange scorpion fell and turned into blood mist, a bright light came down from the sky and penetrated into Qin Xuan's body.
in vivo.
"This light can enhance my strength, strengthen my fighting spirit, and condense my soul."
Almost instantly, Qin Xuan immediately felt the changes in his body. This time, Qin Xuan became more and more excited. He did not expect that the kind of light he had been dreaming of would come down in this way. If he could really kill the creatures here,
And by strengthening himself, even if the illusion becomes stronger, Qin Xuan is still confident that he can completely crush the entire illusion with his fists.
Ouch!!
In the blood mist, there was a howl of wolves. Immediately, hundreds of blood wolves emerged out of thin air, roared, and rushed towards Qin Xuan like lightning. They opened their ferocious fangs and fiercely attacked Qin Xuan.
Bite on the neck.
"Well done, kill!!"
Qin Xuan's eyes were full of fighting spirit, he clenched his palms into fists, and charged towards the wolves without retreating.
At this moment, inside the huge blood cocoon, wounds could be seen emerging from Qin Xuan's body. Immediately afterwards, huge life force surged over, allowing the wounds to heal quickly.
.But his whole body seemed to have fallen into an inexplicable deep sleep, his eyes were closed tightly, and there was no sign of waking up.
I saw that in the illusion, there was blood mist full of blood everywhere. The aura on Qin Xuan's body was almost ten times stronger than when he first entered. On his body, traces of blood covered his whole body, and his eyes were filled with rich
The red color of his blood burst out with a frightening fighting spirit. He stepped forward step by step. Every time he took a step forward, he would encounter countless horrific killings.
Countless monsters are sweeping in from all directions.
Blood wolves, blood tigers, blood mammoths, blood leopards, etc., all kinds of monsters are sweeping in crazily. Every time you take a step forward, the monsters you face become more powerful.
Moreover, every time a monster is killed, a force will come down from the sky and penetrate directly into Qin Xuan's body.
This is pure fighting spirit.
Although this fighting spirit cannot directly strengthen the soul, it can make one's own will tougher and the fighting spirit stronger. In this illusion, strong fighting spirit means strong strength and strong fighting power.
After killing countless monsters with Arhat Boxing, Qin Xuan felt that it would be more and more difficult to face increasingly terrifying monsters with his own fists. However, he looked around, except for this blood-like monster.
There is nothing in the world to help.
But when he just thought of it, he saw that after Qin Xuan killed a monster, the light falling from the sky no longer penetrated Qin Xuan's body, but stayed in front of Qin Xuan out of thin air, constantly changing into various forms.
Sometimes they looked like knives, sometimes swords, sometimes guns, and all kinds of weapons were constantly displayed, but then they collapsed.
When Qin Xuan saw this scene, although he was extremely surprised, he still worked hard to kill the monster in front of him. Any situation could happen here, and Qin Xuan did not dare to be negligent at all, otherwise the price would be his life.
When Qin Xuan killed thousands of monsters again, all the light that came down gathered together and finally stopped changing. It gradually condensed into a simple sword with simple and profound patterns carved on it, carrying a monstrous fighting spirit.
, appeared in front of Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan took a step forward and reached out to hold the ancient sword in front of him. He felt that the overwhelming fighting spirit rushed straight to his head along his arm. Qin Xuan also suddenly became full of fighting spirit, and with unparalleled momentum, he once again attacked the people from all directions.
The monsters rushed away.
"Fight! Fight! Fight!!"
Qin Xuan rushed towards a group of terrifying venomous snakes. He kept swinging the long sword forward and slashed at the tops of the pythons, killing them all with one strike. At this moment, he was fighting to the point of madness, and there was only one thought in his mind: "
Kill! Kill! Kill!!”
Almost every moment, there are endless enemies.
At first they were monsters, but later more powerful humanoid warriors, even immortal beings, and various terrifying races appeared. Qin Xuan fell into this crazy battle.
Qin Xuan couldn't care about the passage of time at all. There was only a sense of fighting in his heart that constantly supported him. Almost every moment, his fighting spirit was increasing crazily.
In his hand, Qin Xuan's basic swordsmanship is constantly improving.
Using it again and again, Qin Xuan gained a new understanding of swordsmanship almost every moment. Each move was so wonderful that it was at its peak, killing people with every move. All of them were killing moves.
Although Qin Xuan has never learned swordsmanship, he can easily master various basic sword moves while swinging, like white clouds passing through the gap, and his fighting spirit is like crazy. The sword light turns into sword wheels and surrounds him.
Wherever he went, there was a bloody storm.
In this illusion, Qin Xuan had no sense of time at all, and could not feel the passage of time at all. There was only a never-ending fight, and he was in danger almost every moment.
I don't know how long it has been.
The swordsmanship in Qin Xuan's hands transformed at an astonishing speed. During the fight, his understanding of the swordsmanship reached an unimaginable level.
All kinds of insights are constantly flowing in my heart, and the basic sword skills are constantly combined and broken in my heart. The fighting spirit in my heart is constantly integrated into the sword skills.
There are faint signs of creating a peerless swordsmanship of his own.
When he takes action, the fighting spirit is concentrated in the sword. Once the sword is swung out, it will move forward irrespective of life or death.
The various insights gained during the fight and the understanding of the fighting spirit are gradually integrated into the swordsmanship. When the sword is swung, it seems that countless fighting intentions are condensed into fighting spirits, and an unstoppable scraping force is emitted from the sword body.
I have no idea how much time has passed.
Suddenly, Qin Xuan, who had been killing various enemies, seemed to have fallen into a strange state of enlightenment. The sword in his hand was swung out one after another.
Enlighten the sword!!
The endless battle experience accumulated in successive battles, at this moment, exploded completely. This explosion directly caused him to enter a state of enlightenment on the spot.
Countless thoughts appeared in my mind.
"What is a sword?"
"The sword is a gentleman's, the leader of a hundred soldiers, the king of soldiers, the king of soldiers?"
"No, the sword has been a weapon since its birth. The mission of the weapon is to kill and fight. The root of its birth is to fight. Fighting is the destination of the weapon."
"Those who practice swords should move forward indomitably; those who fight, when we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. Either the enemy will die, or we will die. There should be no regrets when the sword is drawn. With one sword strike, I am invincible. Nothing between heaven and earth can resist. Fight! Fight!
war!!"
In my mind, countless insights gained from fighting were crazily integrated into the sword moves like running water.
Moreover, in this situation, almost every time the sword is swung out, you can clearly feel the progress in the sword. This is an amazing transformation.
One sword, two swords, three swords——
Qin Xuan didn't feel any fatigue. Every time he felt any progress in his swordsmanship, a sense of joy would spread from his soul, and his fighting spirit would merge with the sword faster and faster.
Time has no meaning at this moment.
Maybe it's a year, maybe it's ten thousand years. Every time the sword is swung out, the trajectory it brings out becomes more and more perfect.
Suddenly, a bright light burst out from Qin Xuan's eyes. The war sword in his hand stabbed straight in front of him.
A black-yellow sword light burst out directly from the battle sword, directly crossing the boundary of the void. The sword thrust out. It seemed slow, but in the void under the sword, the entire blood mist shattered, and was struck by the battle sword.
Pierce a bright sky mark and shatter the blood mist.
Fight! Fight! Fight!!
It was as if one could see that a huge divine sword was thrust out from Qin Xuan's hand. Countless war spirits emerged from the sword. They let out crazy war roars and fanatical fighting intentions to fight against the sky, the battlefield, and everything in the world.
With one strike of the sword, countless war spirits waved their war swords at the same time, emitting astonishing sword energy. Wherever it passed, the sword energy spread horizontally and shattered the vacuum.