Become stronger by accepting disciples: all disciples are rebellious against their master

Ximen Yu looked solemn at this time. He knew that Qin Kong was very strong. If he continued to fight alone, it would be difficult to defeat him.

He gritted his teeth and took out another magic weapon from the storage ring. It was a ring emitting a faint blue light.

"Qin Kong, today is your death day. Don't struggle anymore!"

Ximen Yu shouted and injected spiritual power into the ring. The ring instantly shone brightly, spun rapidly, and shot towards Qin Kong.

At the same time, Elder Xuanfeng also stabilized his body. He was full of anger and raised his sword again, ready to launch a new round of attacks.

He was muttering something in his mouth, and the spiritual power fluctuations of the initial stage of refining emptiness on his body became stronger and stronger. It was obvious that he was preparing to perform more powerful moves.

Hei Wuhen covered his injured shoulder with hatred in his eyes.

He quickly formed seals with both hands again, and the black mist under his feet became thicker and thicker. More shrill screams came from the mist.

His figure flashed and merged into the mist again, preparing to attack Qin Kong from the side.

Qin Kong faced the joint attack of these people, and he took out the Mo Yuan long sword calmly.

Mo Yuan in his right hand, Bai Hong in his left hand, one black and one white, forming a black and white ink painting during the dance.

Qin Kong held a sword in each hand, and the Mo Yuan Sword and Bai Hong Sword seemed to have life in his hands, exuding a fierce momentum.

The Mo Yuan Sword was as black as ink, with a faint black spiritual power flowing, as if it could swallow all the light.

The Bai Hong short sword shone with light, and the white spiritual power was like a lively light band, jumping and flickering.

The dark blue ring shot by Ximen Yu spun rapidly towards Qin Kong, bringing a whistling wind.

Qin Kong's eyes were stern, and his figure suddenly spun, swinging the Mo Yuan Sword and Bai Hong short sword in his hands at the same time.

He first drew a black arc with the Mo Yuan Sword, and the arc was like a solid black barrier, meeting the ring magic weapon that was flying at a high speed.

"Dang!" With a loud bang, the ring hit the black arc, splashing a blue and black light, and the ring's momentum was slightly blocked.

Then, Qin Kong swung the Baihong short sword in his left hand, and a white spiritual sword energy shot out like a long rainbow piercing the sun, hitting the ring accurately.

Under this double blow, the light of the ring magic weapon dimmed a little, and the speed slowed down, but it still flew towards Qin Kong.

At this time, Elder Xuanfeng also finished accumulating power.

He shouted:

"Xuanfeng Shattering Sky Slash!"

The spiritual power of the initial stage of refining emptiness in the whole body gathered madly towards the long sword. The long sword suddenly glowed and turned into a huge golden sword shadow, which was several feet long. There were still strands of spiritual power runes flashing on the sword shadow, and it chopped down fiercely towards Qin Kong.

Before the sword shadow fell, it had already brought a strong wind pressure, and the dust on the ground was blown away. The surrounding air seemed to be squeezed by this force and made a "buzzing" sound.

Qin Kong felt the mountain-like pressure coming from above his head. He took a deep breath and stomped his feet on the ground. A strong spiritual power surged from his feet and spread throughout his body in an instant.

He held the sword with both hands and crossed it above his head. The spiritual power of Moyuan Sword and Baihong Dagger blended with each other, forming a black and white spiritual power shield.

"Boom!"

The golden sword shadow slashed fiercely on the shield, making a deafening roar.

The shield trembled violently under the huge impact, and spider-web-like cracks appeared on it, but it still blocked the fierce attack.

At this moment, Hei Wuhen quietly rushed out from the black mist, and his hands turned into black claws and grabbed Qin Kong's waist fiercely.

Qin Kong saw this and said to himself: I'm waiting for you!

He turned his body to the side and avoided Hei Wuhen's sneak attack with an extremely agile movement.

At the same time, he swung the Moyuan Sword in his right hand backhand,

A black spiritual sword energy shot towards Hei Wuhen like a black lightning.

Hei Wuhen couldn't dodge in time, and was rubbed by the sword energy on his chest, and his clothes were torn, and a long blood mark appeared on his chest, and blood splashed out.

He was also hit by this force and flew backwards, fell heavily to the ground, and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Humph, with this little ability, you still want to sneak attack?"

Qin Kong snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

Ximen Yu saw that Hei Wuhen was injured again, and he became more and more anxious.

He quickly formed seals with both hands, and increased the spiritual power injected into the dark blue ring magic weapon, trying to make the ring accelerate and rush towards Qin Kong again.

At the same time, he flashed and rushed towards Qin Kong.

He didn't know when a dagger emitting cold light appeared in his hand, ready to fight Qin Kong in close combat, looking for an opportunity to give Qin Kong a fatal blow.

Qin Kong was not afraid of Ximen Yu's close attack.

He flashed and metGoing up, the Mo Yuan Sword and the Bai Hong Short Sword in his hands danced faster, and collided with Ximen Yu's dagger instantly, making a series of crisp metal collision sounds.

Qin Kong and Ximen Yu fought in close combat, and the two swords in his hands danced like spirit snakes. Every time they collided with Ximen Yu's dagger, they brought a brilliant spark of spiritual power.

Although Ximen Yu held a dagger and attacked fiercely, under Qin Kong's exquisite sword moves, he could not find an opportunity to give Qin Kong a fatal blow.

Ximen Yu became more and more anxious, and he knew that it would be extremely disadvantageous for him to continue to stalemate like this.

So, he gritted his teeth and decided to use all his strength.

He threw the dagger into the air suddenly, and his hands quickly formed seals. The dagger instantly shone brightly in the air, turning into a cold and shining sword shadow, stabbing straight at Qin Kong.

Qin Kong's eyes were stern, and his figure flashed and disappeared instantly.

The sword shadow stabbed into the air and pierced directly into the ground. With a "bang", a big hole was pierced in the ground, and dust flew up.

Just as Ximen Yu was shocked, Qin Kong appeared behind him like a ghost, and swung the Moyuan Sword in his right hand fiercely, and a black spiritual sword energy slashed towards Ximen Yu's back.

Ximen Yu noticed the movement behind him, but it was too late to dodge.

He could only gather all his spiritual power to his back and try to resist the attack.

"Bang!"

The black sword energy slashed fiercely on Ximen Yu's back. He was knocked out by this powerful force, blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell heavily to the ground. He struggled for a few times and then stopped moving.

At this time, Elder Xuanfeng saw that Ximen Yu was also killed by Qin Kong, and he was shocked and angry.

He roared:

"Qin Kong, how dare you be so arrogant? I will fight you today!"

After that, he raised his sword again, and his spiritual power surged wildly, ready to use a more powerful killing move.

Hei Wuhen climbed up from the ground with difficulty, and the hatred in his eyes had reached its peak.

Ignoring his injuries, he once again formed seals with his hands and chanted a strange spell.

The black mist under his feet became thicker and thicker, gradually gathering into a huge black skull, which opened its bloody mouth and pounced towards Qin Kong.