Chapter 140

The whole sky was shrouded in the pressure of the transparent long sword drilled out of the void. Under this pressure, everyone seemed to be torn apart.

In the shocked eyes of the people, the transparent long sword with the power of destroying the world chopped at Qin Shihu's cabin.

Just when people thought Qin Shihu was going to become the shortest lived foundation building friar in history, the tip of the transparent long sword did not pierce the cabin, but quickly integrated into it, as if the long sword was originally a part of the cabin. After integration, it immediately disappeared.

It seems that a pair of invisible hands gradually smoothed the ripples in the void, and the destructive pressure above the head dissipated with the disappearance of the transparent long sword.

However, at this time, a long roar came from the small wooden house, and a sword that seemed to pierce the sky rushed into the sky.

In the dull eyes of the people, the whole lianyunfeng fell into silence. After the long roar, Wang Shishi took the lead in responding and exclaimed, "this voice is the second leader."

Wang Shishi's voice just fell. A awe inspiring sword directly broke the roof of the cabin. A black figure slowly rose from the broken hole of the cabin and floated in the air. Qin Shihu's original cold face could not help showing a burst of joy at the moment.

People saw that Qin Shihu seemed to be more than twenty years younger. He looked just like a young man in his early thirties, exuding the unique steady charm of a mature young man.

The foundation period has finally broken through. Is this the feeling of flying? It turns out that after building the foundation, flying is so easy.

Later, Qin Shihu's eyes suddenly stared at fan Rui, who was also floating in the air. His just blooming smile became cold and cold again: "Qingtian sword sect just wants to develop at ease. I hope Taoist friends will retreat and don't bother again. I'll let go of the past gratitude and resentment."

Fan Rui looked at Qin Shihu's eyes and felt a palpitation. Fan Rui immediately threw this annoying feeling out of his mind. The other party just built a foundation. Although he didn't understand why there were Heaven and earth visions just now, he was just a common man from the secular world. Even if he was lucky to break through, how much combat power can he have? Apart from other things, magic and skill alone cannot be compared with the real immortal sect.

At the thought of this, fan Rui felt a little relieved and grabbed the middle-class magic tool small hammer floating in the air with his left hand. He immediately flew back to his hand and looked at Qin Shihu in the distance. Fan Rui sneered: "It's just that I've just built a foundation. I dare not know the greatness of heaven and earth. If I don't put my Sanhe sect in the eyes, I should be punished with your attitude. But now, you ordinary sects have a foundation builder, and I don't bully the small."

Qin Shihu nodded and calmly said, "in that case, fight." with the falling of the voice, Qin Shihu gradually filled with a strong sense of war.

At this time, seven streamers in the distance crossed the sky and shot straight at Lianyun peak. In the distance, a voice shouted: "younger martial brother fan, what happened just now and what happened."

The streamer came quickly, and soon came behind fan Rui. Fan Rui said with a smile: "there's no big deal, but it's this mundane gang. Someone broke through to build the foundation, so he didn't know the greatness of heaven and earth and tried to stop his senior brother from welcoming his relatives."

Someone broke through? Yan Songjun and others frowned slightly. Maybe fan Rui didn't feel it. Just now, there was a palpitating threat filled the whole void. If only someone broke through, how could there be such a powerful threat of heaven and earth.

However, since fan Rui didn't feel it, it should have nothing to do with Qingtian sword sect. Now is not the time to mention it. He immediately turned his eyes to Qin Shihu. Yan Songjun's eyes brightened slightly and his face suddenly turned cold: "Are you Qin Shihu? I didn't expect you to break through? But even if you break through, in our eyes, there are no immortal cultivation skills and powerful spells, which are still no different from the physical realm. For Qin Xiaoru's face, I won't embarrass you. Let Qin Xiaoru come out. If you can serve me happily in the future, you may give you a real immortal cultivation formula, which you can count It's lucky. "

On the ground, Liu Qingqing winked at the others and motioned them to step back slowly. At the moment, there were so many foundation builders on the other side, and they fought again, not desperately, but dead.

In the eyes of everyone in the sky, these people are just small people and don't pay attention at all. Therefore, their retreat did not trigger the action of others.

Qin Shihu's face remained cold and unchanged. For Yan Songjun's words, his face was still very calm: "I Qingtian sword sect can develop at ease. I don't expect the mercy of your Sanhe sect. My daughter will not marry you. Not today, not in the future."

"Old man, I give you some face, but I really don't pay attention to me." Yan Songjun was very angry at his words. The long sword suddenly came out of its scabbard and turned into a streamer. He stabbed Qin Shi tiger in the void and sneered, "I'll show you what the real immortal sect magic is. It's sword defense."

When Qin Shihu was about to stab Qin Shihu, the long black iron sword that Qin Shihu had been carrying all along came out of its scabbard in an instant. Holding the long sword, the seemingly ordinary sword directly stabbed at the flying sword. The sword tip of the long sword silently pierced the mana on the sword body. The sword tip was on the sword body. In an instant, Qin Shihu's sword had a power different from the five elements mana He rushed to Yan Songjun's flying sword.

Seeing Qin Shihu's action, Yan Songjun sneered even more: "straight stab, do you think it's still a martial arts competition in the Wulin..."

Yan Songjun was just in the middle of talking. Suddenly, he was like a duck pinched by the neck. He couldn't say the following words any more.

Qin Shihu's seemingly simple sword has a feeling of great dexterity. The tip of the sword is on the body of the flying sword and directly pierces the mana attached to the whole flying sword.

After Yan Songjun's flying sword was pierced by mana, there was little mana left. Carrying the flying sword just like a meteor, it bumped and bumped back slowly towards the original track. The speed was appalling.

Yan Songjun's face was red and blue. Unexpectedly, he could not even deal with Qin Shihu, who had just built the foundation. He was just talking big. At the moment, he suddenly swallowed the second half of the sentence. Incidentally, the magic power on the flying sword was broken. At this moment, he was really ashamed in front of all his good friends.

Then, Qin Shihu's sentence was like a slap on Yan Songjun's face: "sword defense, but so."

"Man, Ann dares to be so disrespectful." Yan Songjun was completely angry. He grabbed the long sword that flew back slowly and rushed to Qin Shihu again. On the way, the surging mana suddenly surged around him.

With a ferocious look on his face, Yan Songjun roared: "the old man is dead. Look at my swordsmanship, golden silk sword rain."

Yan Songjun's flying sword suddenly showed a fierce golden light. The metallic mana was suddenly full of the long sword. The long sword drew a beautiful half circle in the air. Finally, with strong mana, thousands of sword shadows burst out in an instant, enveloping Qin Shihu.

"Swordsmanship?" Qin Shihu whispered. After building the foundation, he could see more clearly. However, I have been immersed in swordsmanship for 30 years. I was once recognized by my master as a rare talent for practicing swordsmanship in a hundred years. My master once said that if there is a good opportunity, there is great hope to break through to the innate realm.

Good chance, I waited until, not only broke through the congenital, but also built a foundation for success. However, I didn't give up my sword. On the contrary, because of the breakthrough of the realm, I saw the sword more clearly.

Fencing? Golden sword rain? Yes, there is indeed an artistic conception of golden light like rain in this sword technique, which is a very profound artistic conception. However, the artistic conception contained in this sword move is still too shallow.

The sword is used to pierce the enemy's chest and pierce the enemy's throat. Let's use your so-called immortal cultivation magic to verify the swordsmanship I understood when I broke through.

In the face of Yan Songjun, Qin Shihu said, "my swordsmanship is named Lengyan." Qin Shihu's voice just fell, and a bland sword stabbed out. The mana of his whole body gathered at the tip of the sword and stabbed Yan Songjun's sword in an instant.

"When ~" the sound of metal attack came from the air. Yan Songjun and Qin Shihu retreated back at the same time.

Qin Shihu sighed in his heart that his mana was too low. Even if he stabbed the other party's weakness, his mana was more than ten times thicker than himself, and he still couldn't make himself establish an advantage.

Yan Songjun's face was full of incredible expressions. It was equal. It was equal? I am the seventh level of foundation building, and I also have the intermediate skill of human level. The golden silk sword rain is also an intermediate spell of human quality. The long sword in my hand is also an intermediate flying sword of magic instrument. The other side is just a five element formula, the lowest skill in the cultivation world. The long sword is just an iron. It can share the same fate with itself.

Yan Songjun's impulsive head was stabbed back to calm by Qin Shihu's sword. Although he doesn't know why Qin Shihu can share equally with himself, it shows that his potential is very high. Since he has become an enemy, such a person can't stay.

Behind Yan Songjun, long Xingke also saw something wrong with the war. He turned his eyes to fan Rui standing side by side. At the same time, fan Rui's eyes also turned to long Xingke's face. They saw each other's gradually cold face and a strong sense of killing flashed in their eyes.

Such an enemy should not be allowed to grow up and be destroyed as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, long Xingke turned his head and said to the five friends behind him: "everyone, kill him with the strength of our eight people, otherwise when he grows up, I'm afraid we have no place to stand."

At this moment, in their eyes, Qin Shihu is not an ordinary person at all, but a young tiger. It is gradually growing and will grow into a fierce tiger that chooses people and eats in the future.