Seeking the Flying Sword Path Chapter 20: A familiar figure
bsp;Qin Yun anxiously took action with the strongest sword move he had just mastered, such as the sixth form of Mengjian's "First Thunderbolt". This move was like spring breeze and drizzle, very gentle and restrained in power.
Huh.
A wisp of mist and rain penetrated the chaotic battlefield in a flash. On the battlefield, many top powers of the third level of the Yuan Shen Realm were competing for treasures.
"Brother Yu Dao, I am the better chess player, and these belong to me." A young man in Taoist robes with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks repels a Taoist practitioner. As soon as he reaches out his hand, five misty air pillars condense in the air. These five pillars are The air pillar directly captures the pile of treasures flying nearby. But at this time, Qin Yun's 'Misty Rain Sword' flew past! In order to save his son Meng Huan, Qin Yun controlled the Yanyu Sword to kill him at the shortest distance.
"You want to steal my treasure?" The face of the young man in Taoist robes changed when he saw this.
A strange and powerful man uses a magic weapon to come closer. Especially if his own treasure is about to be obtained, everyone will think that he is here to **** the treasure.
Although the power of Qin Yun's flying sword was restrained, the young man in Taoist robes still sensed a faint sense of threat and naturally did not dare to neglect it.
"Go."
While he was distracted in capturing the treasure, he waved the whisk in his right hand.
Huh.
The thousands of silk threads of the fly whisk immediately surged across the sky, and many silk threads roared to block the smoke and rain flying sword. The young man in Taoist robes with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was quite confident: "My whisk is a spiritual treasure. I have been refining it for thousands of years. I am the best at it." The purpose is to stalk and block the enemy."
"Huh?" Qin Yun, who was rushing out with Fei Fei behind, saw this scene, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light. The demon **** in the distance was dealing with Meng Huan and the others. Is this man blocking his magic flying sword?
"Broken!"
Qin Yun's mind moved.
The wisp of mist and rain that originally seemed gentle suddenly exploded with power, and a low "boom" exploded out, making everyone present at the third level of the Yuan Shen Realm tremble slightly, and a huge sound appeared in the void. A hideous wound. The power of the attack can also be seen from the degree of tearing the void. The power of Qin Yun's flying sword made the young man in Taoist robes with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks change his expression.
With that explosion, thousands of whisks were blown to pieces.
A large number of silk threads quickly flew back into the whisk.
"What a terrifying flying sword! The strength is probably comparable to that of an immortal. Why did such a great master suddenly appear here?" The young man in Taoist robes with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was frightened. "I only have dozens of treasures in this wave. It's worth this. Are the experts coming to grab it? With such strength, one should be at the front."
The ones closest to the pagoda are the strongest ones.
The closer you are, the easier it will be to grab treasures.
"What's the big deal, let's give in to him?" The young man in Taoist robes didn't want to compete with this mysterious master.
Phew.
Just when he had this idea, the wisp of mist and rain that defeated the silk whisk flew away in a swish, flying towards Meng Huan in the distance.
The young man in Taoist robes was slightly startled when he saw this. He fully understood at this time: "It turns out that you are not here to steal my treasure at all."
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Qin Yun controlled the natal flying sword 'Misty Rain Sword' across the battlefield, easily defeating the fly whisk thread, and its power was secretly remembered by some of the powerful people present.
But this wisp of mist and rain... did not rush towards the central pagoda, but rushed towards the distant edge.
"Huh?"
"What's going on?" Some people in the third level of the Yuanshen Realm saw the Misty Rain Sword flying towards them. Without enough treasures to attract them, they all preferred to avoid it. They all vaguely judged the strength of the owner of the flying sword.
This Yanyu Sword indeed passed by them quickly and did not attack them.
"Why does this flying sword keep flying towards the edge?"
"Who does it want to attack?"
Everyone is confused.
Of course the thoughts of these strong men passed by in a flash, and the flying sword had already reached the real target on the edge.
"We won't fight with him anymore, let him." The woman in green, the skinny man, and Meng Huan all had pale faces and blood on the corners of their mouths. The woman in green quickly made a decision to give up the wave of treasures!
"I hope this demon will stop tangled with us after taking the treasure."
Meng Huan and the others all thought so.
They want to stay in the ancient Yu world for a while so that they can get more treasures.
Let’s give up on this wave of treasures for now. It would be better for the three people who are always forced to use Great Teleportation to leave.
"Hahaha." The huge palm of the burly demon finally grasped the treasure in mid-air. With the other hand, he grabbed the long stick and chopped it down casually. He continued to chop at Meng Huan and the three of them without mercy. "You three dare to fight with me?"
Firstly, he was unhappy that Meng Huan and the three of them dared to quarrel with each other. Secondly, the Demon God lineage and the Taoists were used to fighting, so he would not show mercy if given the chance.
"I won't leave even after I get the treasure!" The woman in green, Meng Huan and the others were all anxious.
"Are you going to give up just like that? Leave the ancient Yu world?" Meng Huan said silently, "But the treasures I collected are not enough to ask the eyeless old man for help. Without the help of the eyeless old man, when can I find my father? ”
Suddenly——
"Huh?"
The stick that originally hit them whizzed around and blocked the burly demon god. The burly demon **** no longer had the arrogance before, but was extremely solemn.
"You actually attacked me?" The burly Demon God had already secretly noticed the terrifying flying sword. Who would have thought that the flying sword would come straight towards him.
Grabbing the long stick with both hands, it was like stirring up the sea, trying to unload the flying sword aside.
"Bang."
But the moment the flying sword collided with the long stick, it was as if a huge world collided with the long stick. This burly demon **** could not unload his force at all! With a low explosion, the void tore apart, and the burly Demon God's huge body couldn't help but staggered back more than ten steps through the void, but the smoke and rain flying sword flashed and disappeared into the void.
Phew!
When he appeared again, he was behind the burly Demon God.
The fourth form of the Dream Sword - Yin Qing Yuan Qi! Since Qin Yun's swordsmanship reached the Heavenly Immortal Realm, his previous sword moves have naturally evolved, becoming more complete and mysterious, more powerful, and easier and more natural to perform.
"Stick Technique - Splashing Wind!" A long stick in the hand of this burly demon **** turned into a violent wind in an instant, whistling and wrapping around his body. He is also the peak demon **** of the third level, so naturally he is not easy to mess with.
Puff puff puff! ! !
The Mist and Rain Sword God appeared and attacked from all directions. Even though the burly Demon God tried his best to stop him, there were still big wounds on his body, dripping with blood. This is because his body is extremely strong... If he were weaker, he would probably be killed with just one sword.
"Freeze."
Qin Yun was also flying closer and closer at this moment.
Misty Rain Sword's sword moves changed.
The third form of the Dream Sword - the bright moon and the cool night.
This move can freeze the void as well as the physical body of living creatures. Qin Yun’s control of the void becomes more and more sophisticated, and this move naturally becomes deeper and unpredictable. The burly demon can clearly feel the blood starting to flow everywhere in the blood vessels in his body. Being frozen, the blood flow slows down, ice crystals form in the muscles and bones, and the speed of the whole body begins to decrease sharply.
"Kill." Follow the Misty Rain Sword and change again!
From the bright moon and the cool night, it immediately turned into the strongest one - the first thunderbolt.
Like breeze, like drizzle.
The flying sword struck directly at the chest of the burly demon god.
"Not good." Although the speed of the burly demon began to pick up immediately, the flying sword came too fast and went straight to the vital part of his chest. He could only grit his teeth ferociously, with blood oozing out of his gums, and waved the long stick in his hand with all his strength. , but it was obviously a beat slower. He could only give up the long stick in his hand and block it with both hands in front of his chest. His hands are also comparable to some first-grade magic weapons.
However, it seems like a gentle sword.
But there was a loud bang.
His hands exploded, dripping with blood, and the burly demon flew away. However, his chest is at least intact, but his hands are too seriously injured, and now a large amount of flesh and blood is constantly growing and growing rapidly.
"What." Many Yuanshen realm people who were paying attention here were secretly surprised. In just a dozen moves, a third-level peak demon **** was seriously injured? This is the strength of the gods and demons!
Qin Yun had already flown nearby, looking coldly at the burly demon god. With a wave of his hand, his sword energy swept over the long red copper stick and pulled it towards him.
"Who is he?" The woman in green looked at Qin Yun's appearance, a little confused, "It looks like an ordinary swordsman, but his strength is comparable to that of a heavenly being. When did such a terrifying person appear in our bright world? A mortal swordsman?"
"It must be a reincarnated immortal." The thin man looked at Qin Yun, but he was quite excited.
Meng Huan stared blankly at the figure.
That figure he was so familiar with, he was so familiar with it. It was this figure that taught him to grow up and taught him how to practice swords step by step. Every morning, every evening, no matter the wind or rain, no matter the cold winter... this Tao Yingying has been teaching him patiently, leading him step by step on the path of a swordsman.
This figure is the father he admires most.
My father is the best in the world, a peerless swordsman unprecedented in history. After decades of practice, he shattered the void and soared into the sky. His talent was ten times or a hundred times greater than his own.
"Dad?" Meng Huan looked at this figure and murmured.
He couldn't believe it.
The father he had longed to see for so long appeared in front of him.
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The second chapter is expected to be updated before 12 o'clock.