I can summon master Qin Shi

Chapter 117

Time passed bit by bit, and there was still no good opportunity to make a phone call. Zhen Gang gradually frowned. Did the two of them focus too much on the fight and didn't notice him?
He could hardly bear it anymore!

"Master Xuan Jian!"

Really just couldn't bear it any longer, he yelled violently, and under the blessing of his strong inner breath, the sound waves rolled, and the sound finally reached the ears of the two of them.

The two glanced at Zhengang's position in unison, but their feelings were completely different.

Xuan Jian was a little impatient, he was very excited when he was fighting, and the spoiler came, but he still understood that the mission was the most important, so he didn't press every step of the way, and confronted Jian Xing head-on, he immediately opened the distance, and his figure quickly retreated.

Jianxing is sad, angry, and worried, and the enemy's support has arrived, which shows that most of his disciples have encountered accidents...

Although his inner emotions were a bit complicated, Jian Xing did not lose his mind, and he was unwilling to distance himself from Xuan Jian. When he saw Xuan Jian retreating, he immediately chased after him.

However, when there was a gap in the middle, Zhen Gang had already waited for a long time. When he realized the gap, he held the sword in both hands and slashed down suddenly. A bronze-colored sword energy flew out obliquely, and the sword energy frantically absorbed the power of the surrounding heaven and earth in midair , the scale of the sword aura expanded rapidly, and the magnificent sword aura carried an invincible, terrifying sword force like the top of Mount Tai, cutting towards Xuanjian three meters in front of him.

Zhen Gang is also a master at the Tianzi level, and has a strong ability to grasp the opportunity. This sword has a predictive nature. If the sword star does not slow down, it will just hit him.

Both Xuan Jian and Jian Xing had to be cautious about Zhen Gang's long-prepared attack.

Seeing this, Jianxing could only slow down, stop his figure, and lower his head to avoid the blow.

The majestic sword energy crossed the stream at the bottom of the hill, the water wave split into two, and cut on the mountain wall on the other side. There was a loud bang, and a sword mark more than ten meters long was engraved on the mountain wall, and the broken stones thumped. Falling into the stream, the ripples kept colliding together.

Jian Xing and Xuan Jian hit each other, and unknowingly they hit the lowest valley in the surrounding area.

Feeling the terrifying power of this blow, Jian Xing also had a general understanding of Zhengang's strength, and he wanted to retreat. There was already a top-level swordsman who needed him to use secret techniques to deal with it, and there was also a powerful swordsman. A vulgar master of swordsmanship, if he continues to fight, I'm afraid he will be in danger.

Jian Xing wanted to leave, but Xuan Jian didn't give Jian Xing a chance to leave at all, and the attack followed.

Zhengang's sword qi is extremely fierce, Xuan Jian's sword qi is as rigid and soft as his swordsmanship, and the sword intent to slaughter all things is blessed on the black and white swords, and the black and ink-like sword qi shoots out.

Jian Xing was about to resist, but found that the jet-black sword energy exploded on its own when it was three meters away from him. The sword energy seemed to turn into a jet-black cloud of smoke and surrounded him, and even the top of his head was filled with sword energy, which looked like a human or an animal. It is harmless, but in fact it is pervasive, cold and vicious, and once touched, it will be injured from the inside out.

Jian Xing did not dare to touch these sword qi, and was even unwilling to use his inner breath to protect his body to test. The transparent long sword in his hand swung quickly, and countless transparent sword lights emerged, overlapping but containing special laws, and finally transformed into Make a transparent shield of sword light.

The next moment, the transparent shield shattered, and a storm of sword energy without dead ends erupted centered on the sword star. The sword energy was like a storm, blowing away all the black sword energy on the front, rear, left, and right sides, and the stones under the feet were blown by the sword energy storm silently It turned into dust without interest, and countless fine sword marks appeared on the soil.

It can only be said that it is worthy of being the suzerain of the Spirit Sword Sect. This move is both offensive and defensive. It not only defeated Xuan Jian's method, but also prevented Xuan Jian and Zhen Gang from rushing over, buying time.

Facing the blowing storm of sword qi, Xuan Jian swung his two swords, mobilizing the power of heaven and earth, stirring the air, and leading the blowing storm of sword qi to the other side.

clang clang...

Zhen Gang is not as light as Xuan Jian, with a combination of hardness and softness, using force to strike. He can only protect his body with his inner breath while swinging the generous and thick Zhen Gang sword frantically. With a sound, the huge sword swung at a high speed brought a strong wind and blew away a dense sword energy.

However, the sword energy covering the whole body could not be completely blocked after all, only the dense sword energy that was rushing towards the vital points was blocked. When the storm of sword energy passed by, there were dozens of thin and narrow wounds on the arms and legs of Zhengang. Bright red blood drops seeped out.

If it was an ordinary swordsman, he might have been overwhelmed by the sword energy under this move.

The stabbing pain from the wound, Zhengang did not show a painful expression, but his expression became more dignified, the thick internal energy in his body gushed out to drive away the sword energy permeating the wound, his whole body shook, dozens of drops of blood dripped down, Then he rushed to Jianxing like a normal person.

This injury basically has no effect on Zhengang. To be able to cultivate to this level, the number of times of injury is countless. What is more serious than this is that I still miss the feeling of being injured.

Because he has not been injured since he became the leader of the Six Swordsmen.

The Zhen Gang summoned by Zhao Feiyang has not yet endured Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang's combined vertical and horizontal combined attack skills, so he has not been injured.

As soon as he was able to charge away, Xuan Jian rushed even faster, two against one, and the younger brother was even injured, Xuan Jian became angry, and directly used his combined ultimate move.

The ultimate move of the black sword is to claim life with a positive blade, and the ultimate move of the white sword is to suppress the soul with a reverse blade.

Frontal Blade Claims Life, Backblade Requiems the Soul!

The sky suddenly darkened, and a bright blood-red moon hung in the air. It was an illusion created by Xuan Jian's sword intent summoning and the killing intent that suddenly increased several times, but the sword energy that suddenly increased several times was not an illusion. That is a real enhancement, the sword energy is restrained on the two swords, and the power of each move is doubled.

clang, clang, clang...

The long swords kept colliding and the air kept vibrating. Although Jian Xing was not knocked off his sword like the young Wei Zhuang, he was able to keep up with Xuan Jian's sword speed by virtue of his secret skills and rich experience. And the top-level skills can also keep up with Xuan Jian's changing moves, but his right arm is still numb from the shock, and the blood in his body is churning, which is very uncomfortable.

After several collisions, Xuan Jian's body suddenly soared into the air, with an excited and crazy smile on his face, two swords lined up in parallel, raised high, eight phantoms appeared all over his body at the same time, male and female, old and young.

The body fell in the air, and the two swords slashed down in the air. The sword force was extremely suffocating. Jian Xing desperately urged the sword intent to get rid of the suffocation, so as not to feel fear in his heart. His legs staggered into a horse stance, and he held the hilt tightly with one hand , holding the sword blade with one hand, the inner breath surged up into both arms.

clang!
A loud sound of gold and iron reverberated for a long time, the shock waves rippling, the legs sank, the ground surged like sea waves, Jian Xing's face flushed red, his forehead and neck were bulging, and he resisted desperately...

Whoosh...

One after another phantom volleyed down and merged into Xuan Jian's body, the terrifying power kept suppressing, until the eight phantoms rushed down, the power reached the extreme.

Pfft... Jian Xing couldn't resist anymore, he opened his mouth, a mouthful of scarlet blood spewed out, and suffered serious internal injuries.

However, at this time, Jian Xing could no longer worry about internal injuries, Zhen Gang had already rushed behind Jian Xing, and the heavy and sharp sword edge directly slashed at the back of Jian Xing's head. If this sword hit, Jian Xing would definitely die.

Sensing the fatal crisis behind him, Jian Xing's inner breath vibrated, and he directly forced out a mouthful of heart blood, which was as bright as crystal, sprayed onto the transparent long sword, and the silver-white stripes reappeared.

Silver and white stripes penetrated into Jian Xing's body like snakes and insects. Originally, the power had been exhausted, but a new external force appeared. Jian Xing used this power to repel the black and white Xuan Jian who had already moved, and his body suddenly moved sideways, making Zhen Gang The sword cuts through the air, but Jian Xing underestimated him a bit.

The heavy Zhengang sword was completely in the hands of Zhengang. After realizing that he was cutting the air with the sword, Zhengang changed his move temporarily, and the slash was oblique, and a bloody light suddenly appeared.

what……

Jian Xing couldn't help screaming, his face was ferocious, his voice was extremely painful, his figure retreated rapidly, and he looked down at his empty left arm, blood was gushing out continuously...

Stabilizing his figure, Jianxing bit the blade with his mouth, and quickly tapped his right hand on his shoulder with great force. The inner breath in his body surged to the left side to help stop the bleeding. Although he still couldn't stop the bleeding completely, the amount of bleeding was visible to the naked eye got smaller.

While you are sick, I will kill you!
Xuan Jian and Zhen Gang would not allow Jian Xing to adjust their state, and rushed towards Jian Xing at an angle of [-] degrees from left to right, full of murderous aura, and would definitely kill people!

Seeing this, Jian Xing felt ruthless, took down the saber in his mouth, spurted out blood from his heart again, then suddenly threw out his saber, and finally ran away.

boom!
The transparent long sword flew between the two, and the transparent long sword exploded directly like a bomb. It was not an ordinary bomb, and the sound was like thunder. A small mushroom cloud rose up, and the fragments of the long sword flew everywhere. Following the fragments were The sharp and unparalleled sword energy shock wave!

Cough cough cough...

"What kind of broken sword can explode!"

After the shock wave of the sword energy dissipated, the surrounding area was in a mess. Zhengang leaned on the Zhengang sword, his clothes were ragged, his body was dripping with blood, there were dozens of small wounds all over his body, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he suffered some internal injuries. depressed.

He has lived for so long, but he has never seen a sword that can explode...

Heihei Xuanjian had never seen it before, and the sudden explosion also made him a little unprepared. Although he defended in time, he still suffered some injuries, but it was much better than the real thing. It was just a dozen small skin wounds. The impact is minimal.

Jianxing's saber is not simple. It is the sword passed down by the suzerain of the Spirit Sword Sect from generation to generation. It is the most important token of the suzerain.

The Spirit Sword Sect has a secret method that can nourish the sword. After being cultivated by the spirit sword lords of the past generations, the power contained in the sword spirit sword clock is very strong, and it really has a trace of spirituality, which can feed back the power to the sword bearer. The energy capable of detonating the sword bell.

This means that Jian Xing has used the energy in the sword spirit sword many times before. If he detonated it decisively at the beginning and resisted the shock wave of the sword energy head-on, Xuan Jian and Zhen Gang would definitely be covered in bruises and lose their ability to siege.

However, it is impossible for the sword star to detonate the sword spirit sword at will. This is the most important token of the suzerain. No other token is as important as the sword spirit sword. If it is not absolutely necessary, how dare it be destroyed?
The main reason is that Xuan Jian and Zhen Gang have less knowledge. They have never seen Han Fei's Ni Lin Sword. That sword is really abnormal. It can be tough without the power of the host. To consume vitality, but still perverted!
Ni Linjian is too smart and too powerful. Compared with it, Jian Lingjian is the younger brother!

Surrounded by no one, Xuan Jian said in a deep voice, "I'm going to chase, can you do it?"

"The injury is not serious, let's go!"

Zhen just stopped the wound on his body, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face returned to indifference, and said in a deep voice.

Xuan Jian nodded, and as soon as his figure moved, he immediately chased to the west. Zhen Gang immediately followed, and the figures of the two disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Two minutes later, big bubbles burst out from the depths of the stream, and with a splash, Jianxing with a pale face emerged from the water, swam with one hand, and quickly swam towards the shore.

It turned out that Jianxing used the movement of the explosion to cover up the movement of entering the water, and hid in the depths of the stream, fully explaining what is called the most dangerous place is the safest place.

In fact, Jian Xing had no choice. His family knew about his family affairs, and he was seriously injured now. It was impossible for him to outrun the pursuer based on his current state. Escaping according to the conventional method would only lead to death.

Quickly swam to the shore, Jianxing ran to pick up his severed arm.

It's not for picking up a broken arm and reconnecting it. The medical skills in this world haven't reached that point yet. Jianxing only wants the dry part of his arm to bandage the wound on his arm. court death.

sizzle, sizzle...

Jian Xing tore off the dry cloth that was not stained with blood, wrapped up the wound quickly and focusedly, then raised his head to identify the direction and leave immediately.

When he raised his head, his face suddenly became stiff, and he saw that the snare killer who had already killed the inner disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect was holding a long sword, his eyes were cold, and he was rushing towards him from all directions...

Jian Xing immediately turned around and fled towards the stream, because there was only a gap there, and there were snare killers in other areas, so he must not be entangled.

Unfortunately, the stream is just to the west, and both Xuan Jian and Zhen Gang are heading west.

The swordsmen of the Spirit Sword Sect would lose their fighting power sharply without a sword, so Jianxing did not rush up. Fortunately, Jianxing is not an ordinary swordsman, and there is a way to lose his sword.

Stepping on the clear stream, Jian Xing holds his right hand empty, the flowing water rises up, the cold air surges, the flowing water condenses, and a forest white ice sword instantly condenses into shape, injecting inner breath, and the sword energy is entwined.

The moment Jianxing landed on the opposite bank, he turned around immediately, swung the ice sword, and easily shattered the incoming sword energy.

Although it is said that the tiger has fallen into the sky, the remaining power of Jianxing is not comparable to that of ordinary snare killers. Just like when the startled salamander is about to give birth, it can kill more than a dozen experienced snare killers.

After Jianxing blocked the attack, he fled to the northwest immediately.

Huh, huh!
Bang, bang!
Two sounding arrows lifted into the air and exploded in the air. There were two colorful spiders in midair, and the two colorful spiders superimposed and pointed to the northwest.

In fact, Xuan Jian and Zhen Gang returned without being notified by the snare killer, because after chasing for a certain distance, they did not find any trace of blood.

This is very abnormal. The broken arm injury has not been treated by a professional doctor. It is impossible to completely stop the bleeding just by tapping the internal breath. Even if it explodes, the blood will gradually seep out.

Jian Xing was running at full speed with lightness kung fu, and he didn't intend to waste his energy to deal with the pursuers behind him. He couldn't shake off two masters of the same level, and couldn't shake off a group of miscellaneous fish?
In fact, Jianxing did get rid of the snare killer very quickly.

With a pale face, Jian Xing was jumping in the mountains and forests, with the ice sword under his arm, he took out the jade-colored vials from his bosom, and poured them directly into his mouth without eating them one by one.

He needed the power of the pill to stop the bleeding and suppress the injury, otherwise he would have no chance to escape.

After taking the elixir, Jian Xing ran away sullenly, with hatred in his eyes, secretly determined to destroy everyone in the trap, leaving no one behind!
At this moment, a figure suddenly rose from behind a boulder, and the cold sword light flashed, intersecting with the figure of Jian Xing.

Jian Xing suddenly fell from mid-air, and fell to the ground with a bang, a bloodstain appeared on the throat, blood spurted out thinly, and the hatred in his eyes still remained...

"I've been waiting for a long time..."

The black and white Xuan Jian landed on a bare tree pole, condescending, staring indifferently at Jian Xing's prone corpse on the ground, and slowly opened his mouth.

(End of this chapter)