The Immortal King In The City Chapter 427: The strength of the foundation period

? "Where are you so sacred that you know such an exquisite sword technique?" Li Feibai cried out as he saw his handprint of spiritual power being split by someone else's sword.

Above the sky, the big handprint was cut in half as if it were suddenly broken glass. Most of the sword light has been consumed, but the remaining power is still unceremoniously chopped on Li Feibai's body.

Li Feibai, who was struck by this sword, fell directly to the ground, leaving a hideous trace on the ground.

Qin Ming looked at Li Feibai who got up from the ground. At this time, the black robe on the opponent was already a lot torn, and it looked tattered and very embarrassed.

"If you can't even take this trick, then accept your fate."

You know yourself and the enemy in a hundred battles, and your sword is indeed very powerful just now, but if you can kill the opponent in this way, it is still somewhat impossible.

Sure enough, after standing up, Li Feibai grabbed the black robe on his body and violently dragged it down, completely exposing this pale and vicious face to the air. He stared at Qin Ming fiercely with both eyes, quite resentful.

"You are very special, I can feel that your realm is not at the foundation stage. But why is your combat effectiveness so strong? Is your practice very special, or there are other things I can't see through you Place?"

He squinted his eyes and looked at Qin Ming carefully. It is really hard for him to believe that a person whose realm is not as high as him can crush him in battle, which in itself is incredible.

It can be seen that this young man must have some secret in front of him. If he can get this secret, then he himself will probably also greatly improve his cultivation.

Thinking of this, Li Feibai stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked some dry lips, his eyes burst into greed.

Now what he desires most is to improve his strength. As long as he improves his strength and refines his blood body, he can not only break the blood oath he made before. It can also break the limitations of the original exercise method, and make the cultivation a higher level.

Seeing the other person's eyes, how could Qin Ming not know what he was thinking?

So he showed a sneer and said: "Are you thinking of getting some benefits from me? It's not impossible, I'll talk if I beat it!"

As soon as the voice fell, Qin Ming lifted the sword again, his arms and wrists were extremely flexible, in his hand, this sword seemed to have a new life, very agile.

The white sword light also flickered in the dark night as he danced with the long sword, just like the sparkling lake surface under the moonlight at night.

Seeing Qin Ming proactively attack again, Li Feibai did not dare to neglect it. He had already experienced the greatness of this young man just now, and if he didn't fight for it at this time, the battle tonight would be a bit hanged.

A brutal look came out of his face, and then he patted the sky spirit cover again, and a more powerful spiritual force suddenly appeared again!

His spiritual power also became blood-red as the body seal was released. He has already unlocked the seal for the second time, which means that the power to be used is already at the initial stage of the foundation period.

With this level of strength, it is possible to crush a monk in the Qi training period. This is where all his support lies.

But this time he didn't choose to compete with Qin Ming in swordsmanship. Instead, after pinching a seal, his body was bloody, and a quaint little paper umbrella rose into the sky with a stench!

As soon as this small umbrella came out, a tyrannical spiritual force surged out. Feeling this strong spiritual power fluctuation, Qin Ming's expression was very solemn.

Unexpectedly, this turned out to be a magic weapon. Although it was only a low-level magic weapon, once it was displayed, its power should not be underestimated.

"What is not the foundation construction period is not the foundation construction period after all. There are many methods that you can't imagine!"

Li Feibai also saw Qin Ming's astonishment, and immediately smiled triumphantly, pointed Qin Ming with his finger, and the small scarlet umbrella flew towards Qin Ming very spiritually.

"What a magic weapon, it's a pity that it has been refined by dirty blood, and it has become an evil weapon!"

Qin Ming couldn't avoid it. He carried the sword and slashed directly. The blood was cut away at once, but the small umbrella flexibly hid in it, and red light shrouded him, like It's the same as trapping him.

Seeing this, Qin Ming certainly knew the other party's plan.

The power radiated by this umbrella can limit people’s actions, but Qin Ming naturally won’t let the other party get what he wants. He turned around, cut the sword horizontally, and then took the body as the axis to take everything around him Scarlet light cut away.

But the little umbrella turned slowly, releasing more red light, and then forming a strong sense of oppression, covering Qin Ming's body and everything.

"Oops!"

Qin Mingxin said that he was sluggish. Sure enough, he saw the opponent offering the sword again, and a cyan light pierced him.

The cyan sword light was as fast as lightning. Qin Ming couldn't avoid it. A wound was cut out on his arm, blood sputtered out, and then was absorbed by the small scarlet umbrella.

Li Feibai laughed loudly: "My blood umbrella specializes in absorbing the essence and blood of others. Every time you hurt, its power will be stronger. Just wait to be consumed by it here! "

With the blood umbrella, he can completely act as a bystander, so there is no need to directly touch him, and unnecessary damage is avoided.

Li Feibai triumphantly looked at Qin Ming, who was getting more and more embarrassed, and said to his heart that this was the method used by the monks in the foundation period, and not everyone can compare.

I was injured by the opponent's sword once again, and Qin Ming's aura began to be a little unstable.

Qin Ming controlled the sword with spiritual consciousness, then shot a flame, and took the blood umbrella above. This magic weapon is a cold attribute, if you use flames to attack it, it may have a miraculous effect.

Seeing the appearance of a hot pillar of fire, Li Feibai immediately showed a contemptuous smile. The blood umbrella is a magic weapon at the level of a magic weapon, how can it be destroyed by this ordinary flame?

His handprints changed, and a more intense **** light descended, colliding with the flames, trying to put out the fire, but at the same time he cleaned up Qin Ming.

Unfortunately, he underestimated the fierceness of the flame. This is the second-grade flame Haotian divine fire, which is born with extremely strong flames.

So after the two touched, the blood light actually retreated every inch and was vulnerable to the Haotian Divine Fire.

"What?" Seeing this scene, Li Feibai's triumphant smile immediately stiffened.

Seeing that this trick worked, Qin Ming simply surrounded the Blood Luo umbrella with more Haotian Divine Fire, preventing the blood light from coming out.

"A trivial instrument is nothing but this!"

Qin Ming let out a string of happy laughter, grabbed the sword again, jumped up, and slashed on the blood umbrella.

The magic weapon was hit hard, and Li Feibai himself was hurt to a certain extent, especially the power of spiritual consciousness was shaken.

Also taking advantage of this good opportunity, Qin Ming released the power of his spiritual consciousness, and then turned it into a roll of invisible silk thread, firmly wrapped the blood umbrella, and pulled it here.

When Li Feibai noticed something, he yelled in surprise and anger: "Yellow mouth boy, you still want to steal my magic weapon?"

He felt that the power of spiritual consciousness attached to the Blood Luo umbrella was forcibly pushed away by another force, Li Feibai immediately snorted disdainfully, discussing the power of spiritual consciousness? His dignified foundation-building monk, could it still lose to the opponent?

The more majestic power of spiritual consciousness continued to gush out under his urging, but he was surprised that even so, the two were actually evenly divided.

"Damn it, where did this guy come from? How could there be such a powerful method?"

He couldn't fight Qin Ming for a long time, which surprised him. Just when he was surprised by the collision of the power of spiritual consciousness, Qin Ming had already killed him.

"It's over!"

The corner of Qin Ming's mouth set off a stern arc. As he took out the sword, a cyan arc began to beat on the long sword, and then it condensed madly, vaguely forming a hideous The Wolf Head~IndoMTL.com~The Blue Wolf Wind Thunder Sword!

One of the powerful swordsmanship of the Longevity Sect, with one sword, the wolf roars, and the wind and thunder move!

Faced with Qin Ming's powerful attack, Li Feibai did not dare to be careless at all, because he sensed an unspeakable sense of danger from it.

Under his urging, a dense blood burst into the sky, and then slammed into Qin Ming's Blue Wolf Wind and Thunder Sword. At the moment of impact, it seemed that the earth was about to shake. The cyan thunder light and the scarlet blood wave swallowed and cannibalized each other, trying to kill each other.

"Boom!"

Finally, the hideous wolf head unceremoniously traversed the blood wave accompanied by the blue thunder light, and then hit Li Feibai's chest.

"Puff!"

The pale-faced Li Feibai spit out a mouthful of blood, with a heavy unwillingness, he could only leave temporarily.

Looking at the back of Li Feibai escaping, Qin Ming supported the ground with a sword, his body straightened like an unyielding proud bamboo.