From the center of his eyebrows, a ball of multicolored light wrapped around a red and blue sword flashed out. Qin Fengming held it in his hand and pointed directly at Zhang Quanling, who was standing far away and was also holding a red and blue sword.
With the slight movement of the sword blade in his hand, a bright sword light flashed out, like a thick electric arc flashing, and it shot in front of the old man in an instant.
Since he was about to fight, Qin Fengming would not hesitate any longer. With a wave of his hand, half of the power of the sword in his hand was activated.
This Yan Soul Flash attack is a secret attack by the Xuanwei Qing Yan Sword when it is in the realm of foundation building and elixir creation.
But when Qin Fengming sacrificed it at this time, its power was also unimaginable. Because the powerful soul energy contained in it was definitely not something that ordinary peak aggregation monks could withstand.
If the sword light is really imprinted on the monk's body, Qin Fengming can be sure that it is unpredictable whether even a monk in the early stage of spiritual connection can withstand it.
Of course, no monk would allow the other party to attack him.
Facing Qin Fengming's appearance, a sword light containing terrifying divine soul energy appeared in front of him, and Zhang Quanling couldn't help but his expression suddenly became serious.
He gritted his teeth secretly, and the red and blue sword in his hand trembled rapidly. Three red and blue sword lights also flashed out, turning into a giant several feet in size. They attacked Qin Fengming's sword light almost in no particular order.
There was a loud bang, and four huge sword lights disappeared in the air at the same time.
"Not bad. The life object in the hand of fellow Taoist can block Qin's attack with just three sword rays, which is really extraordinary. The following ice and fire soul attack will be several times the previous attack.
It’s so powerful, fellow Taoist, please be more careful.”
Seeing that Zhang Quanling could easily resist the attack, Qin Fengming did not pause, and spoke out the words, and the sword light appeared again.
The sword lotus composed of thirty-six sword blades rotated rapidly and covered the old man.
This time, he still hasn't fully activated the power of his natal magic weapon. But the sword lotus composed of sword rays has completely enveloped a hundred-foot radius.
Within the attack range, the void was almost cut by the sword lotus blades.
Seeing the power of the sword lotus, the old man's eyes suddenly showed a cold look, and a low shout sounded from his mouth. Thick sword lights flashed, and the sword lotuses, like giant lotuses, shot forward one after another.
This time, Zhang Quanling sacrificed five sword lotuses to finally resist Qin Fengming's sword lotus.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, what do you think of the secret technique Qin used with the Xuanwei Qingying Sword? Do you still need to use the strongest blow of the Xuanwei Qingying Sword?"
In this fight, Qin Fengming only sacrificed a sword lotus, but Zhang Quanling had to use all his strength to resist it. In his opinion, the superiority of the two sides' methods was already established, so there was no need to take action again.
"Hmph, the first two strikes were only made by fellow Taoist. Now for the next two strikes, fellow Taoist will also try Zhang's method."
What surprised Qin Fengming was that Zhang Quanling obviously knew that there was a big gap in the strength of the two sides' destiny, but there was still a trace of lust in his eyes and some harsh words in his mouth.
As soon as he finished speaking, a series of silk threads suddenly appeared in the air, and a huge silver silk net covered the sky and covered the place where Qin Fengming stood.
Looking at the huge silk screen in front of him, Qin Fengming is certainly familiar with it.
This is the most powerful blow of Xuanwei Shangqing Jue that only monks in the realm of aggregation can perform: the secret technique of melting souls with ten thousand threads.
But what made his expression freeze was that in the Ten Thousand Thousand Threads Soul Melting Secret Technique performed by Zhang Quanling, among the seemingly slender sword threads, there was actually a strange rune pattern that Qin Fengming had never seen before.
I saw tiny runes that were invisible to the naked eye, entwined and radiated in the sword silk, causing the originally silver silk thread to reveal a faint cyan fluorescence.
A very sharp aura was contained in the extremely thin cyan fluorescence, which actually made Qin Fengming feel a very strong sense of threat. It felt that the sharpness of the thread was not as sharp as that of his natal thing that was fused with the aura of the Xuanguang Crystal.
There is no slight difference.
At this moment, it was naturally not the time for Qin Fengming to think too much. His eyes suddenly turned cold, and the mana in his body surged rapidly. Qin Fengming, who originally planned to use half of his strength, had already unleashed all the power of the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword.
Silk threads also emerged, and the huge silver net flashed, intercepting the huge silk net that was approaching in a flash.
There was an extremely terrifying stabbing sound, and in mid-air, ripples that seemed to be torn apart suddenly appeared in the air, like energy sword rays, rapidly slashing away in all directions.
Within a radius of several hundred feet, rocks collapsed and vegetation was chopped into pieces in an instant.
If the Cai siblings hadn't already been thousands of feet away, just the spread of this terrifying energy would have been enough to wipe them out alive.
"You actually withstood Zhang's merciless blow, which is beyond my expectation."
The energy dissipated, and the two figures reappeared on the spot. The two were now hundreds of feet apart.
Facing that terrifying attack, the two of them barely hesitated at all. They each used Xuantian Microstep to retreat a hundred or two hundred feet away.
This time, Qin Fengming did not hold back at all, and had already unleashed the maximum power of the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword.
What he didn't expect was that the magic weapon that could crush the opponent before was actually in a stalemate with the opponent's attack this time. In the end, it was destroyed and disappeared at the same time.
The Xuanwei Qingyan Sword, which was blessed by the Xuanguang Crystal Stone, actually had no chance of defeating the opponent.
"You can block Zhang's blow, but I don't know if you can still resist the next blow." Just when Qin Fengming was shocked, the old man in the distance spoke again with sharp eyes.
What he said suddenly gave Qin Fengming a bad feeling.
The blow just now was already the strongest attack he could unleash from the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword at this time. Even if he could unleash several sword nets in succession, it would only be considered the same attack.
Naturally, it will not become the next more powerful attack Zhang Quanling said.
Just when Qin Fengming became more vigilant, he saw Zhang Quanling in the distance, suddenly covered in glowing light. A huge ball of light composed of red and blue glow suddenly appeared in front of him.
The ball of light flashed rapidly, and huge red and blue sword blades suddenly appeared in the ball of light.
The hill-like ball of light seemed to be composed of dozens or hundreds of sword blades.
"Whoosh!~" A rapid sound broke through the air, and the huge sword-bladed ball of light, like a meteor, rushed straight towards Qin Fengming, who was looking at him in shock.
"Bang!~~" A bang sounded suddenly when the light ball was still two to three hundred feet away from Qin Fengming.
I saw a huge ball of light bursting open on its own. A series of giant sword blades that were as substantial as each other, carrying a power as powerful as the Ten Thousand Threads Soul Melting Secret Technique just now, suddenly enveloped Qin Fengming from all directions.
Qin Fengming only felt that there were dozens or hundreds of monks, each driving a Xuanwei Qingyan sword with all their strength, using all their strength to launch an attack that was no less powerful than the sword thread, and besieging him.
Faced with such a terrifying attack, Qin Fengming immediately understood that it was impossible to completely resist the opponent's attack with the Qing Yan Sword alone.