Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 694 The grace of the art!

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Man and sword unite!

A look of astonishment appeared in the eyes of the third elder of the Duan Clan. Generally speaking, if one can comprehend the state of swordsmanship in which the human and the sword are united, although it is not a certainty, there is a great certainty that in the future, he will prove the Dao Yuanshen and step into the top List.

The power of this sword actually has the aura of a top expert who has just proved the Tao and has not yet survived the first level of thunder calamity.

"I underestimate you."

Dressed in a black shirt, the third elder of the Duan Clan showed a bit of solemnity in his eyes. He immediately valued this intent sword more than that of Yunlong Qiang Luo Yan. With his own strength, although it is not normal to use such a sword, It only has the power of a sword, but it is enough to show that it is already at the taboo level, and even at this level, it is at the peak, and can be called the king of taboos, but it is still a little short of half a step of the holy ban.

For a boy from a humble background to have come so far on the road of swordsmanship alone, it can be called amazing talent.

Ding!
A little spark splashed, and the dazzling sword light pierced the Zhigang Mingsun, and immediately froze in mid-air, the half-step sword intent and finger intent collided, but it was only slightly inferior.

This made the eyes of the three elders even more gloomy. This child didn't know what happened. Not only did he develop the will of the sword, but he was also stronger and tougher, almost comparable to ordinary souls who survived the double thunder disaster .

But it's just a double thunder tribulation.

Immediately afterwards, following the third elder of the Duan Clan snorted coldly, the gray-black fingertips of his fingertips released a fierce breath that wiped out vitality, and the dazzling sword light that belonged to Yixin suddenly seemed to be corroded, and its brilliance dimmed all of a sudden. .

"One heart!"

Duan Muqing Qiushui's eyes trembled, and beside him, Su Qinian shook his head lightly, and then took a step, which appeared between Jianguang and Zhigang without warning, and flicked his fingers lightly.

clang!
Whether it was the single-minded Yiyi sword that condensed all the energy and spirit, or the sun-seeking finger that had changed the taste of the third elder of the Duan family, they all collapsed under this flick of the finger. Yixin, who had lost his sword light, retreated more than ten zhang, and stood leaning on his sword, his complexion was a little pale. It was obvious that he had reached his limit just now with the sword strike.

Duan Muqing flashed his figure, and supported him, with a worried look in his eyes. At the same time, looking at Su Qinian's back, he felt a sense of familiarity, but he didn't know where it came from.

"Holy ban?"

The third elder Duan's eyes flashed in black, and he said coldly: "It seems that you have a secret method of restraining breath, and you even deceived this elder. Tell me, who are you!"

In the eyes of this third elder, although he was far from doing his best just now, it is absolutely impossible to separate the sword and fingers just now without the power of the holy ban.

And looking at the world, even in the prosperous age of the younger generation, masters emerge in endlessly, like a blowout, and even seem a little outrageous, but the holy ban is also an insurmountable hurdle. Looking at the entire big man, there are only a dozen or so known. .

Looking at the entire power of the Han Dynasty, most of these ten or so people have portraits preserved, such as this third elder who has also observed them all, but it seems that none of them can match the name of Su Qinian in front of him.

The holy taboo is different from taboos, and even the king of taboos, once promoted, will be extraordinary and refined, no longer the same, and even get the fortune of heaven.

In the world, when did there be another saint, could it be from the four kingdoms?
The third elder of the Duan Clan was suspicious, but still stared at Su Qinian. In his opinion, as long as this young man is suppressed, he will become the best host for the masters.

Although it is not to take the initiative to let go of the ancestral orifice Shenting, forcibly suppressing it may cause some shocks to the Shenting, but I think it can be consolidated by spending some time with the means of the masters.

"Have you finished your sentence?" At this moment, Su Qinian spoke in a very calm tone.

The third elder, with a jade-like face and a black shirt, was taken aback for a moment. He didn't expect Su Qinian to say such a sentence, but then, as Su Qinian's gaze fell again, his heart trembled inexplicably. The fear from the depths of the primordial spirit welled up in his heart. This fear originated from death, and the shadow of death was countless times thicker than when he first found the Lord.

"When you finish speaking, go to die."

As Su Qinian's words fell, the third elder in black hadn't reacted, and he couldn't even catch a trace. A seemingly ordinary palm was magnified to the utmost in front of his eyes, and it was instantly crowded. The whole world before him.

too fast!
It was so fast that there was no trace, and even at the moment when the palm came into view, the third elder really reacted, his body burst out in an instant, and it had already turned gray-black, and the primordial spirit full of silence and fierce aura was full of true energy. Out of the body, on top of his head, a palm-sized, slowly rotating gray-black vortex faintly emerged, like the entrance of an ancient reincarnation, filled with the aura of Dao fruit.

really!

There was a gleam in Su Qinian's eyes, but his palm still fell.

The moment an extremely ordinary-looking palm touched the gray-black vortex, the expression of the third elder of the Duan clan changed suddenly, and even became terrified.

It was not eroded as imagined, and the palm was immortal. An indescribable sacred aura washed down, accompanied by an unimaginably terrifying power of blood, like a knife like a sword, cut into the vortex at once, and then pierced through it. However, the cover fell on the heads of the three elders.

boom!
With a soft sound, even the vitality burst out by the three elders had not had time to spread out, and it was shaken away by this palm.

At the same time, the body belonging to the third elder of the Duan Clan under the palm of Su Qinian also crumbled, like a weathered dry stone, shattered inch by inch and scattered into powder.

Yunlong Qiang Luoyan showed a look of shock, and his mind was shocked. In the distance, a group of young masters were also dumbfounded. Some people stared wide-eyed, and even rubbed their eyes.

In recent years, the third elder of the Duan clan who had just been promoted to Yuanshen Xiaocheng, condensed Dao fruit, and was at the height of the sky in Yunnan Dao, was beaten to death by a young man who was similar to them, even two or three years younger. .

This kind of force, if it is first-class Primordial Realm, even the king of the holy ban, I am afraid it will be difficult to achieve.

He was staring at Su Qinian's back with all his heart, and just now he was out of his control, and wanted to cut off that finger for this one to repay him for saving him, but he didn't expect that it was him who made fun of himself.

"It's you!"

At this time, on the altar, the haggard figure of the ancestor of the Duan family stood up abruptly, his muddy eyes suddenly revealed a gray-red divine light, and a deadly and gloomy aura permeated himself, and other The voice also changed from being old at the beginning to a little immature, like an eight or nine-year-old child.

"Long time no see, stay safe."

Su Qinian nodded, and did not hide any more. The Chaos God Art disappeared. Although the figure of the back figure did not change, when it fell into Duan Muqing's eyes, it became extremely familiar from the strange familiarity before. At this moment, Su Qinian He also turned around, looked at Duan Muqing, and said with a light smile, "Miss Duan, I haven't seen you for many years, it's been a long time."

"Ah! It's you!"

Duan Muqing was stunned for a moment, then beamed with joy, his eyes like autumn water were bent into crescents, he was a little excited to hold Yixin's slender hand, and said, "How about it, Yixin is stupid! I didn't lie to you, did I?"

At this time, Yiyijian was also a little dazed. At first, he thought it was Duan Muqing's eccentric spirit, talking nonsense, but he didn't expect that the two actually knew each other.

Su Qinian also showed a bit of admiration. In the blink of an eye, six years have passed.

Nodding towards Duan Muqing, Su Qinian bowed slightly, and said, "I also want to thank Miss Duan for her kindness in passing on Wudang skills six years ago."

"You're welcome! You're welcome!"

Duan Muqing smiled brightly, her already beautiful face was even more thrilling at this time.

"Bright... Dragon King!"

In the distance, many young masters came back to their senses, all of them showed unbelievable looks, and then their eyes lit up, looking at Su Qinian with unprecedented excitement, looking at the whole big man, and who in this younger generation does not talk about the light The name of the Dragon King, this is a myth that belongs to the younger generation. Few people regard it as the opponent they are chasing, but as a direction. They warn themselves every day that they may become stronger. What they have paid is still far away. Not enough.

Similarly, when these young masters looked at Duan Muqing again, they became amazed. Six years ago, this only daughter of the current Marquis of Zhennan actually taught Guangming Dragon King how to practice.
It is conceivable that after today, when the news spreads, the reputation of the Muqing princess will shake the entire Yunnan Road, and even all the roads in the four directions. .

"Su! Beg! Year!"

At this time, on the altar, the ancestor of the Duan family paused word by word, his old face, immature and cold voice, like a strange picture scroll, made the already decayed atmosphere in the underground palace several times thicker.

Su Qinian concentrated, turned around again, looked at the altar, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect you to be able to speak. It seems that this ancestor of the Duan family is already in danger. You have occupied the magpie's nest for the sake of Restoring the source should be almost restored now, but what is the purpose of gathering so many young masters?"

"Ancestor!"

Duan Muqing gritted her teeth, her eyes were a little moist, although she had expected it, she was still unwilling to believe it, until now when Su Qinian spoke, her mind trembled, her figure swayed slightly, and Yi Xin dragged her slender waist.

"Then Mingzi will let you see, these days, how diligent Ben Mingzi is!"

Taking a deep breath, the haggard figure of the ancestor of the Duan family suddenly became plump, his white hair turned black, and a gray-black dead air, like the deepest darkness, rose from his body. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket, starting point genuine subscription is the biggest support for ten steps!)
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