Chapter two hundred and forty-six do you bear the beating?
"What are you?"
It was also the first time in his life that Feng Bingwen heard someone talking to him in this tone. His self-restraint skills were not very good, so he immediately laughed out loud.
"Tianjian Dao, Qin Tianque!"
Feeling the change in Feng Bingwen's mood, Qin Tianque still calmly announced his name.
He knew that there was something wrong with the way he spoke, but he did not intend to correct it. There was no need. In comparison, he preferred to speak with a sword, which was more concise and powerful than language.
Those brothers in the sect who were angered by his few words were all persuaded by him in this way, and then recognized his status and approved what he said.
"How about it? Do you want to give me the sword? I am more suitable to be the sword master than you!"
His tone is still straightforward, and his natural gesture can fully arouse others' anger.
"The Xuanyin Seven Killing Sword has recognized me as its master. Give up. Such entanglement is meaningless. Don't embarrass your sect!"
Although Feng Bingwen was extremely annoyed, his expression remained calm and he did not lose the battle. After all, such a strange thing could be said to be rare in a thousand years.
With such a personality, such a way of speaking, if he didn't have enough background and top-notch talent, he would have been beaten to death long ago.
"..."
Qin Tianque was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about what to say, and asked the casual cultivator to give up the sword. When the spiritual sword fell into his hand, it was just a waste.
"People are out. It seems I arrived in time and the fight hasn't started yet!"
A ray of light flashed across the sky, and when the light dissipated, a slim girl in a gold pantyhose and a green skirt was revealed.
"It's coming, it's coming, it's really coming from Yan Mo Valley!"
A flying fire meteor pierced the sky. In the scorching air waves, a shirtless and burly young man with fiery magic patterns laughed and stood proudly on top of the meteor. It was a unique flying magic weapon.
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"It would be a pity to miss such a big event like the battle between Tianjian Daozi and the mysterious rogue cultivator!"
Not long after Feng Bingwen left the Lei Hai Tiangong, the news spread throughout the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths at an extremely alarming speed, and many human geniuses and foreigners who got the news rushed over using their own methods.
For nothing else, just the name of Daozi of Tianjian Dao was enough for them to pay such a price. Although his opponent was a mysterious figure who had never heard of him before and claimed to be a casual cultivator, he could make this Daozi
If you think about it, you will know that such a person who does nothing and just waits for a month will not be that simple.
"Why haven't we started fighting yet?"
After Tianjiao arrived at the scene and saw the two sides confronting each other, he ignored the increasingly solemn atmosphere and started shouting quite dissatisfied.
"Qin Tianque, and that guy who calls himself a rogue cultivator, stop nagging and fight quickly. After the fight is over, everyone will still have opportunities to look for, so don't waste everyone's time!"
In a situation where there is not much difference in status, status and even strength, even if Daozi is the unparalleled genius who surpasses his peers in the sect, he still can't control the situation. Some people are shouting and blatantly shouting.
"That's it, save time and fight quickly! The old rule is, the winner has everything, the loser has nothing!"
When the first people to the scene saw that there were more onlookers, even though they were worried about Daozi, they relaxed a lot and started to support the fire.
"Feng Bingwen, since you are unwilling to hand over the spiritual sword, then fight with me!"
There are more and more people who are complaining around, and Qin Tianque is inevitably affected. The key is that he also feels that these people who are just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously are right. Why are they talking so much nonsense? Win or lose in a battle.
"Happy to accompany you!"
Feng Bingwen naturally didn't care. He had practiced the thunder technique in the Heavenly Palace and was worried that he had no target for him to try.
"If you lose, hand over the Seven Killing Sword!"
Qin Tianque made a request. If the other party was a sword cultivator, even a sword cultivator with slightly inferior qualifications like his junior brother, he would not make such a request. However, this sword cultivator probably does not even have a set of sword techniques.
meeting.
"What if you win? What are you going to hand over?"
"You can't win!"
Qin Tianque is full of confidence. Ever since he started practicing swordsmanship, he has never been defeated at the same level.
"Playing tricks?"
Naturally, Feng Bingwen didn't want to take advantage of him. It was okay to have a bet with him, but he had to put up equal chips.
"If you can't afford it, get out of here!"
"If I lose, you can choose from all the swords behind me!"
On this day, Kendo Daozi's body roar revealed a world belonging to swords. Thousands of spiritual swords were suspended in the air. The endless sword field was not only his vision, but also his sword pouch.
"A pile of junk!"
Feng Bingwen sneered and commented unceremoniously.
Gudu
However, such an evaluation is naturally a derogation of personal emotions. To be fair, all the swords collected by this Taoist disciple of the Tianjian Sect have given birth to spirituality.
That is to say, he has an extraordinary life experience. Otherwise, an ordinary sword cultivator would never be able to collect so many spiritual swords even if he cultivated the same vision.
"Can we have a fight?"
"Can!"
boom!
Zheng~
The moment Feng Bingwen agreed, a sword energy rose into the sky and wreaked havoc for nine days. At the same time, there was a mighty sound of thunder, filling the world. In an instant, all the geniuses surrounding the fire fell silent and watched this scene intently.
Battle, this may be the strongest battle between the geniuses in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
"You can take out the Xuanyin Seven Killing Sword!"
Buyi Mang's Qin Tianque's temperament has completely changed. At this time, he doesn't look like a person at all, but like a peerless sword that has been unsheathed, with its sharp edge clearly visible.
Behind him, hundreds of spiritual swords roared around him, and a terrifying sword energy frenzy was brewing in the vision behind him, waiting for the guidance of his will.
"There's no need to deal with you!"
Feng Bingwen responded in a calm tone that the Xuanyin Seven Killing Sword was a spiritual weapon beyond his current realm. Even if his magic power was powerful and the best among his generation, he would probably not be able to use the spiritual weapon many times and would not be able to sustain it for long.
The most important thing is that if he uses such an unconventional method for the current state, either Qin Tianque will have equal means to compete with him, or there will be external intervention.
The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are a place of creation that provides benefits to the geniuses of the human race. It is not a breeding ground for these elites of the human race to fight each other. Just compete with each other and learn from each other, and it will be enough. If you go too far, everyone will not look good.
Therefore, after weighing the balance, Feng Bingwen chose to use magical powers to fight against the enemy. In fact, having mastered the thunder method, at this time, he was not even half weaker than this swordsman prodigy in terms of appearance and aura, and was even worse.
Thousands of thunders roared in the sky, which seemed to be the reappearance of the sea of thunder that surrounded the Heavenly Palace just now. Under the scattered five spirits, a huge thunder prison covered dozens of miles in radius, and the scene was astonishing.
"Lefa!"
The sword light flashed in Qin Tianque's eyes, and then he stretched out his hand and pointed forward. The sword energy surged forward like an angry dragon, roaring and swarming forward. The terrifying sword energy washed away everything he saw. It seemed that nothing could stop him.
The sword spirit.
A mountain was just lightly brushed by one of the overflowing sword energy, and the mountain peak was broken in the middle. The upper half slid down diagonally and shattered at the foot of the mountain. The cut surface was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the thunder in the sky.
"Not bad!"
Feng Bingwen was amazed by the sword light that filled the sky. From all aspects, this Qin Tianque was the strongest human monk he had ever seen in Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, but that was all.
"I just don't know if I can resist being beaten!"
The young man walked through the air, attracting thunder from the sky, and there was a five-color divine light lingering around him, blocking all delusional thoughts from touching his sword energy.
The Five Directions and Five Elements Taixuan Magical Light is a highly comprehensive magical power that can be used for collection, defense, or even as an escape technique. No matter what it is used for, it can be used for whatever purpose.
It is worthy of the unique attributes of all five elements.
"What do these two want to do? Why are they getting closer?"
The many prodigies of the human race who were watching were very excited when they saw the grand scene in front of them that was far beyond the realm of mortal transformation. They rushed here to join in the fun at all costs.
However, as bystanders, they soon saw that something was wrong. The casual cultivator was approaching the swordsman Taoist that day with the thunder in the sky. The intention could not be more obvious. However, the Taoist did not retreat but advanced, and also took the initiative to meet him.
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"I heard that the casual cultivator Xu Hong, who was able to destroy Guanxing Pavilion with two moves, is said to be a ruthless person who cultivates both immortality and martial arts. He approached Qin Tianque, and I'm afraid he wanted to beat him up!"
"Hey, Qin Tianque's words are really irritating. I don't have the strength. If possible, I would like to punch him hard in the face."
"If he approaches Senior Brother with such thoughts, then he may suffer a loss!"
Among the onlookers, there are naturally true disciples from Tianjian Dao, so their relationship with this Taoist is not very good in private, but in front of outsiders, they naturally still have to maintain the dignity of the Taoist sect.
"Look, they're facing each other!"
boom!
The ring-shaped qi that was clearly visible to the naked eye erupted at the place where the prodigals were fighting. Wherever it passed, sand and rocks flew, and the sky was filled with smoke and dust. Naturally, this could not stop the gaze of those talented people.
"Your intention is too obvious!"
In the center of the battlefield, Qin Tianque calmly stretched out his hand to block the fist that hit his face. Feng Bingwen was not the first person to want to punch him in the face, let alone the last one.
"Do you know what grandeur means?"
Looking at the sword cultivator who blocked his fist, Feng Bingwen was a little surprised. This guy didn't have the blood of a warrior. Every inch of his body was filled with fierce sword energy. Although he was not a dual cultivator of immortality and martial arts, he had a physique that was not inferior to that of a warrior.
, at least he won't be defeated in close combat.
A standard hexagonal sword repairer with no shortcomings!
However, Feng Bingwen stretched his hand back, and the purple black dragon that was roaring in the sea of thunder and blocking hundreds of spiritual swords suddenly opened his mouth and spat out, and a black jade bead no bigger than a coconut fell into Feng Bingwen's hand.
superior.
Feng Bingwen held the jade bead and without thinking, he smashed it into Qin Tianque's face. The sword cultivator, who had remained calm from beginning to end, could no longer hold his nerve this time and suddenly changed color.