A brick into the fairyland

"Clang!"

The edge of the divine sword was almost completely suppressed, the black brick was held in Zhuge Buliang's hand, and it was slapped on the sword of torture, and the light on the sword was completely dimmed.

"How could it be?" Qin Yi was full of surprise. This Torturing Immortal Sword is a rare and famous sword in the Qingxiao Sect. It was sacrificed and refined by several elders, and the material is precious. It is taken from the ore in the center of the earth, so it is hard.

But facing this plain black brick, Qin Yi felt that the Immortal Abuse Sword in his hand could not exert its power at all.

"middle!"

Zhuge Buliang let out a deep drink, and slapped Banzhu on his head.

"Clang!"

Qin Yi raised his sword to meet him, half of his body was already numb. At this time, Qin Yi was surprised to find that there was a faint crack on the sword of torture.

"It's impossible!" Qin Yi's heart twitched fiercely, and the Immortal Abuse Sword showed faint signs of shattering.

"Boom!"

The surrounding forests and hills were all turned into powder in this violent fluctuation of true essence.

"boom!"

The black bricks were smashed up, and the brilliance of the Immortal Torturing Sword in Qin Yi's hand was eclipsed at this moment, with cracks appearing on the sword.

"clang!"

With a crisp sound, the Torturing Immortal Sword broke into two pieces under the impact of the brick.

"puff!"

Qin Yi spat out a mouthful of blood, her face pale.

"Hmph!" Zhuge Buliang snorted softly, the brick returned to his body in a flash, and said, "Do you want to continue the beating?"

"You...you actually destroyed my fairy sword!" Qin Yi's face was haggard, but resentment flashed in his eyes. The torture sword in his hand had been broken into two pieces, lying quietly in Qin Yi's hands .

.......

In the Qingxiao Sect, some disciples were bustling with discussions, and the thunderous roar from the back mountain deeply affected their hearts. No one knew what kind of scene it was.

"The fighting sound seems to have stopped."

"Who is winning?"

"It goes without saying, of course it is Senior Sister Qin Yi, how could that kid beat Senior Sister at the foundation building stage?"

"That's right, besides, Elder Sister still has a peerless fairy sword in her hand."

"Look, it's back!"

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw a light and shadow coming from the back mountain. Zhuge Buliang stepped against the sky, with long hair flying, standing with his hands behind his back, looking very handsome.He didn't stop and flew directly to his small courtyard.

"The kid doesn't look injured."

"Hmph, I must be afraid of losing face, so I endured it."

"Master is back!"

Qin Yi's face was pale, and Yu Jian flew back staggeringly, her dress was stained with a large amount of blood, her face was as white as paper, and her hair was disheveled.

"puff!"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, Qin Yi's body shook, and she almost fell from the air.

"Master, how are you... how are you?" a disciple asked.

"I'm fine." Qin Yi waved his hand, did not stay any longer, Yu Jian left.

All the disciples started discussing immediately.

"How did this happen? It seems that the elder sister is seriously injured."

"Could it be that the elder sister lost? How is this possible? The other party is just a small character in the foundation establishment period."

"That guy must have used some trick to hurt Eldest Sister!"

People around were talking about it, but Zhuge Buliang didn't realize it. He went back to the room, sat quietly and adjusted his breath, recovering his depleted true energy.

He took out the two jade bottles that Xiao Zhuo had given him before, opened the corks, and a faint fragrance filled the room.Zhuge Buliang licked his lips, took a sip, and immediately felt a pure force like his body, driving the true energy in his body to recover quickly.

"This elixir is really good." Zhuge Buliang smacked his lips, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

But at this moment, in a large hall, Qin Yi stood there with a pale face. In front of her were the head of the Qingxiao Sect, Hua Yunfei, and several old men.

Hua Yunfei held the broken Torturing Immortal Sword in his hand, frowning tightly.

"The Immortal Abuse Sword has already been sacrificed by us, and it is difficult for ordinary magic weapons to hurt it, but that kid actually smashed it."