Waterfront in the Wilderness is Immortal

Chapter 116 The battle of the ancient times cut the war spirit again and slaughtered

"It's not that easy for me to die."

Seeing the sword light rushing towards him, the battle spirit in black roared wildly, and swung the black divine sword in his hand again and again. The domineering sword light collided with the charging sword light,
"Hmph! Kill!"

Qingchen yelled loudly, and moved the Qingmeng Divine Sword in his hand, and attacked the black-clothed war spirit more violently. The sword light was like an endless stream of water, and at the same time, Qingchen's eyes flashed, and the Chishui Divine Sword suddenly appeared One zhang away from the back of the black-clothed war spirit, the extremely cold sword intent shot out, and the entire Chishui Divine Sword turned into a icy sword light piercing through the back of the black-clothed war spirit.

"Ah! Pfft~~~!"

The black-clothed war spirit was caught off guard, his chest was completely pierced, leaving a transparent blood hole, blood gurgling, the fierce sword intent was like bloodthirsty poisonous insects frantically gnawing on the flesh and blood energy in his body, his body was crumbling, The severe pain caused the black-clothed war spirit to tremble involuntarily, and his face contorted.

"Why are you still in a daze, let's go together."

The black-clothed war spirit yelled at the two war spirits who were watching the battle. If the battle continued, he would definitely die. Facing death, he didn't dare to have the slightest arrogance, so he hurriedly asked for help.

"kill!"

"kill him!"

The Tsing Yi War Spirit and the black-and-red-eyed Tianjiao War Spirit reacted quickly. Facing Qing Chen, who was able to defeat the black-clothed War Spirit, they dared not be careless. Charge past.

"That's too late!"

Qingchen sneered, and fought over with two divine swords in hand, the water movement technique was running to the extreme, the speed was like a ghost, erratic, extremely fast, leaving behind phantoms.

The Qingmeng Excalibur slashed horizontally and vertically, and the sword light containing the utter sword intent overwhelmingly rushed towards the two battle spirits in Tsing Yi, densely packed, and for a while, the War Spirit in Tsing Yi and the War Spirit with black and red pupils were in a hurry, being caught by the endless sword light. Completely obsessed.

At the same time, he stabbed with the Chishui Divine Sword in his other hand, and the extremely cold sword light turned into strands of hair-thin sword threads, piercing towards the forehead of the war spirit in black.

"Boom~~~!"

The black-clothed war spirit frantically danced the black divine sword in his hand, and the light of the sword soared into the sky, trying his best to block the thread of the sword that was rushing towards him.

"No~~~!"

In this gap, Qingchen instantly came to the black-clothed war spirit, and a dazzling sword thread suddenly appeared, so fast that the black-clothed war spirit couldn't dodge in time, and was pierced deep into the center of the eyebrow by the sword thread, the divine pattern shattered, and a drop of blood shot out Enter Qingchen Soul Sea.

"Now it's your turn!"

Qingchen devoted a part of his mind to comprehend the Taoism in the blood beads left by the black-clothed war spirit in the sea of ​​spirits, and silently digested the kendo comprehension and the black-clothed war spirit's fighting skills against swordsmanship, while starting to frantically Attacking the Tsing Yi War Spirit and the Black and Red Pupil War Spirit, gradually applying the results of his comprehension to the battle, and constantly honing his sword skills in the battle.

"One knife cuts the sky!"

The Tianjiao War Spirit with black pupils held a black long knife, slashing and slashing with a knife, and fought with Qingchen.

Tsing Yi Zhan Ling waved his fingers again and again, flying like butterflies, and the cyan needles were densely packed like a tide, penetrating into every hole, and fiercely fighting towards Qing Chen.

"Good come!"

Qingchen was very excited, without any fear, he kept waving the two divine swords in his hands, and stood up, fighting fiercely with the two war spirits. It's getting faster and faster, its power is getting bigger and bigger, and it's improving every moment. From a slight disadvantage at the beginning to gradually leveling off, now it's gaining the upper hand.

The way of swordsmanship is the way of attacking and attacking. Only in battle can it be the best shortcut to sharpen and improve strength.The kendo perception and marks left by the black-clothed war spirit were gradually used by Qingchen with the help of battles, and his knowledge of kendo became wider and more powerful. Intentionally, with the artistic conception of shattering domineering, the offensive became more and more fierce, and the two-day arrogant battle spirit slowly revealed its defeat under the high pressure.

In terms of mana, they are not in the realm of Da Luo, but their strength is comparable to Da Luo, but their mana is limited, not as good as Qingchen who has the mana of a small world as a backing.

In terms of strength, they were originally comparable to Qingchen's strength, even if they were strong, they were very limited, and Qingchen was good at swordsmanship, and was known for his attack power. Now he is constantly comprehending the swordsmanship of the black-clothed war spirit, and his strength is advancing by leaps and bounds. Naturally, it is not possible for them to Rivalry.

"puff!"

"puff!"

Qingchen found their two flaws, and the power of Qingmeng Divine Sword and Chishui Divine Sword suddenly increased again, just like two divine dragons sailing out to sea, overwhelming the world, with brilliant sword intent, invincible, defeating the attack of two days of arrogant war spirits, and piercing through Between their eyebrows, two drops of blood submerged into Qingchen's sea of ​​souls, slowly being enlightened by Qingchen, and gradually turning into their own foundation.

"Roar~~~!"

The stimulation of the strong bloody smell made the evil beasts watching from a distance completely forget their fear, roared crazily one by one, and rushed towards Qingchen.

The beast's palms are pressing across the sky, the sharp claws are cold and cold, and the body the size of a mountain is rushing forward
"Well done, just practice swords with you beasts."

The body moved slightly, and Qingchen turned into a phantom, shuttling back and forth among the hordes of evil beasts, like a stream of water, erratic and elusive, the divine sword waved, and the sword light bloomed successively among the turbulent hordes of more and more evil beasts , every sword light was accompanied by black blood splashing wildly, and Qingchen constantly absorbed the Dao of Wind and Dao of Swords contained in the other two drops of blood in his mind, turning them into his own strength.

The time of a cup of tea passed, and Qingchen's water movement became more and more mysterious, the speed was as fast as lightning, and the green clothes were spotless, and the power of the divine sword in his hand rose again. Every blow would seriously injure or kill a beast. Carry out mass slaughter.

The blood flower bloomed, like a pitch-black rose gradually blooming, swaying gracefully, exuding a coquettish and strange beauty.

The small world was discovered, and the corpses of evil beasts were collected by Qingchen, turning them into balls of pure energy that nourished and strengthened the small world.

The evil spirit of blood filled this area, and the black blood stained the ground like thick ink, the sky became dark, and the clouds above were dyed black and red by the blood energy.

"Roar~~~~!"

The mountains shook, large rocks rolled down, and there were hordes of evil beasts rushing towards here. The evil spirit spread through the mountains and forests, and the roars were endless. One by one, their eyes were blood red, and they rushed towards Qingchen one after another.

"Here, outsider!"

A Tianjiao war spirit came here in an endless stream. Seeing Qingchen fighting among the beasts, his eyes were full of murderous intent and excitement, he shouted loudly, and used supernatural powers to attack and kill.

"We must hurry up!"

(End of this chapter)