Qin Xianyu got up, and the blood in his body had calmed down. He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and frowned.

Since fighting with others, people often have to use their own low cultivation to surpass Taoist practitioners who are higher than their own. They cannot be said to defeat the strong with weak, but they are very likely to defeat the high with low. As for people with the same level and similar Taoist practices, they have never had any rivals. Even under the same cultivation level, many people cannot withstand the power of his sword.

The opponents whose cultivation and Taoism are lower than Qin Xianyu have always been solved easily, which is not worth mentioning.

But this time, the horse demon was far inferior to Qin Xianyu, and he actually hurt him once.

What kind of magic weapon is that?

Qin Xianyu was cautious in his heart.

Shanren's face was completely bloodless, and he fell into the sword box with a move. Then he closed the sword box, hugged it tightly, and fell backwards.

"Senior brother..."

Several people exclaimed, and Shanying stepped forward to support him.

After Shanren used the white light, his eyes were dim and his breath was like a wandering silk. He moved his mouth, but he couldn't speak.

Qin Xianyu glanced at him and found that the boy was not seriously injured. He didn't care about being surprised, so he held the Qingli sword, stepped on the cicada's wings and rushed up.

The believer suddenly shouted, "Beware that its magic weapon is powerful."

Qin Xianyu said in a cold voice: "What kind of treasure is this? Could it be an immortal treasure?"

The believer said, "The origin of this magic weapon is a bit strange, I'm afraid I have to start from scratch."

Qin Xianyu frowned immediately. At this time, there is no time to listen to you start from scratch.

At this time, the faithful had already spoken: "This horse demon was originally a wild horse, and it was hard to tame. He only walked idle in the mountains. Later, he met an old man who deliberately captured it for transportation, but this wild horse was hard to tame. So the old man used a belt to tie his robe through the horse's head, barely put it on the reins and tied it up."

"The old man treated it as a mount for three days, and then he drove away."

"Before leaving, the old man released it into the mountains and forests. As for the cloth belt used to tie the robe, he did not take it off, so he just gave it to the wild horse as a gift."

"However, after a day, the wild horse suddenly became intelligent and knew how to breathe and breathe, and gradually became a demon, and the cloth belt became the magic weapon of the horse demon."

The believer said, "Do you understand?"

Qin Xianyu replied: "The first one is the first one is the last one."

The tiger's head and the tail are so scared? I just don't understand. The faithful patted his head and said hurriedly: "To put it bluntly, the material of this magic weapon is just an ordinary cloth belt, but because it is the belt used by the old man to tie his robe, it is dyed with the old man's aura, and it becomes a special magic weapon. As for this wild horse, it is because it has been a mount for three days and is touched by the old man's aura. It has opened its wisdom and become a fairy."

"What?"

Qin Xianyu was stunned for a moment.

Ruan Qingyu was also shocked and unspeakable.

"Who is that old man?"

"That is a Taoist ancestor with great magical powers and magic powers, and comes from one of the nine immortal sects."

...

The wind in the mountains is a bit cold.

Qin Xianyu said in a low voice: "So... am I dealing with the Daozu's mount?"

The believer said, "It was just a mount that I had been for three days. In fact, the Taoist ancestor never took it to heart. If you kill this demon horse, the Taoist ancestor would not come to cause trouble for you. What's more, after this demon horse opened up wisdom, he knew that the ancestor was not an mortal, and knew that he had obtained great opportunities. From then on, he regarded himself as an immortal mount and held this belt as a token of the Taoist ancestor. He gathered the demons from all directions and became kings and domineers. It would be a blessing to the world. If you kill it, it would be a merit."

Shanrou said on the side, "To be honest, my uncle heard that this monster was doing evil in the name of Taoist ancestor and led us to subdue demons and eliminate demons."

Qin Xianyu asked, "What about your uncle?"

Several young men and women looked at each other in dismay.

Seeing this, Qin Xianyu felt even more speechless.

The demon horse hid around and covered its own aura with the aura of the Taoist ancestor on the tape. Even Qin Xianyu could not sense it.

"Although that magic weapon is extraordinary, it is not considered a powerful magic weapon due to its own material limitations. The real magic weapon is the aura above."

Shanren reluctantly took the pill, recovered a little, and said anxiously: "You were hit by the cloth belt just now. In fact, what hurts you is not the light cloth belt, but the breath on the belt. I dare to conclude that your chest is extremely painful, but there will be no scars when you brush the cloth belt over. The reason why the qi and blood surging and the magic power is that it is because of the aura of the Taoist ancestor, which is invisible and intangible."

He gasped and said, "Precautioning the mind and not being affected by the aura of the Taoist ancestors will be unhindered. In addition, the fabric strip is made of ordinary fabric. As long as you hit that fabric strip, it will be considered as subduing this magic weapon."

The sound of shouting sounds.

The gray wind appeared, and it was actually behind Shanren.

This demon horse is very cunning. He understands that the young man knows its origin and secrets, so he intends to kill the young man before he reveals his secrets. Although the Taoist priest is more powerful, he does not understand many things and can gain the upper hand. If the young man reveals the secrets and the Taoist priest knows his own weaknesses, it will be dangerous.

"Let's go down!"

Qin Xianyu suddenly shouted softly, raised his left palm, and the thunder seal in his palm shone brightly.

No matter how fast the demon horse is, how can it be faster than the lightning?

It was cold and tingling, and it was anxious. It hung a cloth belt from its mouth. It raised its head and threw it out.

Qin Xianyu was shocked all over his body, as if he was trapped in a muddy swamp, unable to move, and even his magic power was difficult to mobilize. The acupoint in his palm had been opened, and there was magic power hidden inside. Just a thought could be used to send out the thunder in his palm, but at this moment, it seemed that even his own thoughts were frozen.

The cloth belt floated in the air, like a dragon, as if it was about to entangle Qin Xianyu.

At this moment, the sword inside his body trembled suddenly.

A stream of clear air rises from the abdomen, passes through the central Dantian, the twelve-level building, and comes to the mouth.

"point!"

Qin Xianyu had a piece of his mouth, and a white breath was spit out, hitting the cloth belt.

The cloth belt that floated like a dragon was blown away by the white air in the air, rolled up and fell to the ground.

The demon horse was stunned for a moment.

Qin Xianyu did not hold back, and thunder suddenly burst out in his palm.

Under the sunny day, a thunderbolt sounded.

The demon horse was beaten into charcoal by thunder, and its vitality was destroyed.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But Qin Xianyu's expression was still not very good-looking. He glanced at the weak Shanren, without saying anything, and his eyes fell on Shanxin.

The believer felt like he was seen through, as if he had taken off all his clothes, shivered, covered his butt, and shook his head quickly.

Qin Xianyu put the Qingli sword on his shoulder, his expression calm.

"What are you going to do?"

"Do you know who we are?"

Shanying and others were all shocked.

The believer's face was pale and said, "I don't like Long Yang's broken sleeves. If you want to kill me, I will admit it. As long as you keep your innocence, what's the pity for your life?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Xianyu twitched slightly, his hands trembled, and the sword edge cut the skin of Shanxin's neck, leaving a trace of blood.

"Don't do it...I'll get..."

The believer exclaimed, quickly took his hands away from his butt and raised his hands high.
Chapter completed!