As soon as he finished speaking, the monk's seal technique changed. A blue-gold bead with dense tiny scales floated above his head. Hundreds of transparent shield-shaped scales appeared around him, spinning around him rapidly, protecting him from all over his body.

Next, the cultivator rushed towards Yi Ming, reached out and touched his hand in the magic treasure bag, and two trainees flashed in the air, drew two strange arcs, one up and one, like a sword or lightning, quickly rolling towards Yi Ming.

Yi Ming's eyes lit up. Not to mention the cultivator of the Ningyuan stage, the strength of the person in front of him was definitely rare among all the cultivator of the Qi Refining stage he had encountered.

"Try the sword with you!" Yi Ming chuckled, and with a sharp finger in his hand, the flying sword burst out with light and darkness, releasing a sword light that was nearly two feet long, drawing a mysterious arc to meet it.

He is a time traveler who is equipped with dozens of large and small martial arts. When it comes to the profound foundation of the martial arts and the magnificent accumulation of true energy, he absolutely crushes the cultivators of the same level in the cultivation world.

Therefore, when it comes to pure combat power and the endurance of protracted warfare, he should also be much more powerful than monks of the same level.

This has been reflected in the game world, and now I will be experimenting in the real world.

A time traveler who cannot fight beyond the level is definitely not a good protagonist in a novel.

"Ding! Ding!"

Yi Ming pointed his sword at the continuous point, and the flying sword slashed one by one. Then he suddenly popped out without any trouble, and easily stopped the second exercise. Then the sword light was strong and the sword energy was filled with the sword energy. Dozens of sword energy that were dark and faint and destroyed cut through the void and stabbed towards the leading cultivator at a very fast speed.

"What!"

The leading monk was startled. His two whip ropes and Yi Ming's flying sword were fighting each other. He felt a powerful force coming from the flying sword. The opponent's true energy was still above him. He actually knocked away all the two whip ropes that he had stimulated with all his strength, and had the remaining strength to attack him.

The transparent scales around the monks of the Two Immortal Sect quickly rotated, and several sword energy stabbed in front of the monk, but were completely dispersed by the vortex of scales released by the Thousand Snake Beads.

However, in order to disperse the sword energy, some of the transparent scales released by the Thousand Snake Pearl became obviously dimmer. However, as the monk's seal changes and the true energy is replenished, it returns to its original state during breathing.

"Good magic weapon!" Yi Ming was a little envious. Defensive magic weapon was good, and it could also be restored by itself. If it was used with his own profound background, wouldn't it mean that cultivators at the same level could not break the defense?

"Come on, let's see how long you can carry it!"

With the Thousand Snake Pearls protecting him, Yi Ming's invisible needle will definitely not be able to achieve success, but he doesn't care. Since he advanced to the late stage of Qi Refining, his advantage of having dozens of practice techniques has been fully reflected.

In Luoyunshi Gorge, the power of the late-stage cultivator who can suppress Qi Refining will have little effect on him. He can also fight a ferocious beast in the early stage of Xuan-level. No matter how he looks at it, this is the manifestation of a cultivator in the Ningyuan stage.

Now that half a year has passed, he has even advanced to the eighth level of Qi Refining. Yi Ming feels that even if he meets a cultivator in the Ningyuan stage, he can still try it head-on.

"Now I have met a very powerful monk from the Second Immortal Sect, who happened to try it out when you hit the front station and get familiar with it."

Yi Ming kept flickering at his feet, and his figure kept changing. His sword point in his hand was repeatedly pointed at the other party. "Flying Light and Shadow Sword Art" differentiated the sword light, the light was dark and bright, the sword energy was sharp, either grand and majestic, or gloomy, and weird. Not only did the other party's two whip ropes tremble, but it also rippled the waves of the Thousand Snakes' beads, and it was rippling and flickering, and it was bright and dark, so it looked very beautiful.

Everyone was almost stunned by the sight not far away. The monks of the Second Immortal Sect who followed him were even more shocked. Senior Brother Tong, whose cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining, is also the first among the direct disciples in the sect and is definitely a steadily three. But now he is being beaten by a monk at the eighth level of Qi Refining?

"Who are you?" Senior Brother Tong became more and more frightened as he fought. "I wonder which sect you are from. You are here to Shangyong Kingdom to practice cultivation? In the second immortal teaching Tong Wangsheng, did you not ask for your honorable name?"

Senior Brother Tong didn't want to fight anymore. Even if the other party killed his two junior brothers, as long as the other party gave him a step, he would definitely get out and send him away. Because after a moment of fighting, his true energy was consumed rapidly, but the opponent's sword energy was so sharp that there was no sign of weakening. Instead, his body flashed faster and faster, and the sword energy became more and more fierce. If he fought for a while, he was afraid that his Thousand Snake Pearl would be cut by the other party.

Yi Ming wanted to say a sect that was several levels higher than the Chongtian Sect. Unfortunately, he had too little knowledge and had never left Shangyong Kingdom. The restaurants that exchange news on weekdays were also full of Qi Refining Cultivators, and few of them had gone abroad to see the world.

So to date, the most powerful sect that Yi Ming knew was the Chongtian Sect, which owned Shangyong Kingdom. However, as far as Yi Ming knew, almost everyone's disciples of Chongtian Sect had a Chongtian flag, but none of them used swords like him.

But this did not prevent Yi Ming from frightening him, "Haha, the Second Immortal Sect? The little sect with only one Jindan monk can have any insights. I guess I'll tell you my sect, but you haven't heard of it."

Senior Brother Tong's pupils shrank suddenly, his mind was rotating rapidly, thinking about the surrounding powers and even the major sword cultivators that were thrilling the continent.

"Wuliang Jian Pavilion?"

"Yuwu Sect?"

"Ling Kunshan?"

"It's not...Biluo Sword Sect, right?"

Whenever Senior Brother Tong said a name, he carefully observed Yi Ming's expression, but Yi Ming's face was always smiling, and he couldn't tell the depth.

So Senior Brother Tong decisively admitted his conscience, "This Senior Brother, we offended so much just now, please forgive me. I wonder if Senior Brother knows some things about Shangyong Kingdom?

Now I ask my senior brother to raise his hands and let us catch this woman from Duyuan Sect. After that, Tong puts wine in Hongyuan City to apologize for his senior brother, and asks his senior brother to give him a favor."

"Show wine? Are you worthy?" Yi Ming sneered. He had already seen that the defensive scales of Senior Brother Tong's Thousand Snake Beads became increasingly sparse and dim. Large beads of sweat covered his temples. This monk from the Second Immortal Sect had reached his limit.

"It's really boring." Yi Ming said lightly, and the sword point in his hand changed. The light of the dark and destructive sword suddenly closed. A faint blue light enveloped the flying sword. A heavy and deep aura like an abyss filled the void, covering the head of Senior Brother Tong.

"Biyuan Sword Art" is the blue-quality sword art obtained by Yi Ming during his time in Lingming Mountain. Now he has reached the stage of great success. In terms of absolute power, it is still above "Flying Light and Shadow Sword Art", which is just right for defeating Senior Brother Tong when he is almost at his limit.

"choke!"

The green light is like washing, and the abyss is like a prison!

Senior Brother Tong's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip, and this pure and deep green light completely defeated his psychological defense.

"Biluo Sword Sect!"
Chapter completed!