Three hundred and thirtieth chapters life eight hardships
"Boom!"
Explosions sounded in the sword formation, and the blood light transformed by Qiu Yuanzeng was chopped into pieces by Chen Fei's sword, revealing Qiu Yuanzeng's true body. At this moment, Qiu Yuanzeng looked at Chen Fei with frightened eyes, and the huge force brought
Follow him and keep retreating.
But no matter how he retreats, Qiu Yuanzeng is still in the sword formation at this moment, with no way to go and no way to retreat.
The blood light that had protected him countless times was torn apart by Chen Fei's sword.
The body-protecting blood light formed by this blood source skill allowed him to face the siege of two mid-level martial arts practitioners, and he was able to escape without any damage.
But now, facing Chen Fei's sword, it was completely shattered. In a daze, Qiu Yuan once had the illusion that he was facing a strong person in the late stage of the Ability Training Realm.
"Your Excellency, if you have something to say, you have something to say!"
Qiu Yuanzeng shouted loudly. At this moment, Qiu Yuanzeng had clearly seen Chen Fei's true cultivation level, which was in the middle stage of the Aperture Training Realm. When he really went all out, Chen Fei's realm could no longer be hidden.
Qiu Yuanzeng felt distressed. If he had known that Chen Fei was in the middle stage of the Ability Training Realm, he would never have been so arrogant just now, and he might even have retreated in the end.
After all, the middle stage of the Ability Training Realm is enough to protect Fengxiupu and the others, so there is no point in continuing to use it up.
But who would have thought that Chen Fei's young face would already be very impressive in the early stage of the Aperture Training Realm, but in the middle stage of the Ability Training Realm, this would never have been expected.
Although the resources of sect disciples are much better than those of casual cultivators, no matter how good the resources are, it is impossible to give you the resources of the entire sect. Cultivation also pays attention to step by step.
It will take at least several decades to reach the mid-stage of the aperture training state from the breakthrough to the aperture training state, and then to the middle stage of the aperture training state. Chen Fei should not be in the middle stage of the aperture training state at such a young age.
But it doesn’t make much sense to talk about these things now. How to save one’s life is the most important thing now.
Chen Fei didn't reply. He flashed and came to Qiu Yuanzeng. The Qianyuan Sword in his hand thrust forward.
As soon as the sword edge moved, Qiu Yuanzeng's sea of consciousness was filled with sharp meaning.
Just now, Qiu Yuan was unable to block Chen Fei's sword with the Blood Origin Skill protecting his body. Now that the Blood Origin Skill is broken, how should he block this sword?
If you can't stop it, you will die!
Thinking of death, Qiu Yuanzeng's eyes widened in horror. He didn't want to die yet. He had worked so hard to reach the middle stage of the Aperture Training Realm, which was extremely rare in casual cultivation.
Because of this, Qiu Yuanzeng's character becomes more and more arrogant, because ordinary casual cultivators will only fall into his prey, and even the disciples within the sect cannot escape his killer as long as they move fast enough.
Such a life is so carefree and free. Qiu Yuan once did not want to die. He wanted to continue to enjoy this life, and even to advance to the late stage of the Ability Training Realm in the future.
"Ah!"
Qiu Yuanzeng roared crazily, and the blood in his body boiled. In just a blink of an eye, countless blood flowed from Qiu Yuanzeng's body.
Qiu Yuan once obtained the Blood Origin Kung Fu in a dilapidated city, and buried it in the deepest place. Rumor has it that this technique was a sect's suppression technique at that time, with unparalleled power. p>
However, there is a drawback of Blood Source Kung Fu. For those who are successful in practicing it, the blood in their whole body will boil every six months, which lasts for an hour. During the period of blood boiling, the practitioner will suffer terribly.
But as long as you survive this pain, your cultivation level will actually increase, and at the same time, the energy in your body will become purer.
There are few casual cultivators, so Qiu Yuanzeng relies on the characteristics of the blood source skill to practice step by step. However, every time he suffers, the cultivator's character will become extremely irritable invisibly.
Qiu Yuan once turned into a bloody man, and behind him, a black shadow rose up, like a monster, staring at Chen Fei at this moment, and countless resentments surged towards Chen Fei's sea of consciousness.
Birth, old age, illness, death, separation from love, meeting of resentment and hatred, not getting what you want, the five Yins are blazing!
The eight sufferings of life roared silently in Chen Fei's mind, like a nightmare waking up and trying to drag Chen Fei into endless hell.
Kill the God!
Within Chen Fei's consciousness, a sword light tore apart all the illusions, and even moved forward, nailing it into the brow of the black shadow behind Qiu Yuanceng.
Qiu Yuanzeng screamed in pain, his whole body twisted continuously, and the black shadow behind him even collapsed after roaring.
"Chi!"
Qian Yuan Sword stabbed Qiu Yuan Zeng's body, and the blood attached to Qiu Yuan Zeng's body was twisted piece by piece, then torn apart, and disappeared into fragments.
In the bloody light, Qiu Yuan tried desperately to resist the sword, but he could only watch in vain as the energy in his body was exploded, and he watched the sword tip getting closer and closer to him.
"Open!"
The spiritual sword in Qiu Yuanzeng's hand trembled violently, bursting out with a dazzling light, but immediately, this light was suppressed by the Qianyuan Sword.
"Boom!"
The sound of explosions rose into the sky, and Qiu Yuanzeng spat out a mouthful of blood mist. His body flew upside down and hit the sword array, and then was rebounded hard and hit the ground. His face was as white as paper and his energy was like a gossamer. p>
One sword broke the defense, and another sword was on the verge of death. Qiu Yuan was beaten to this point by Chen Fei's two swords.
Qiu Yuan had always thought that he could only become like this if he provoked a strong person in the late stage of the Ability Training Realm. In the late stage of the Ability Training Realm, even if he met a warrior within the sect, he would have to fight to know the outcome.<
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But now Qiu Yuanzeng understands that when you meet a true genius, you will act so irrationally and desolately.
We were both in the middle stage of the Ability Training Realm, but even if he tried to run away, he couldn't. He was almost dead even after only two moves from others.
Qiu Yuanzeng tried his best to raise his head and saw that Chen Fei was already standing in front of him. The Qianyuan sword turned into a shadow and stabbed between his eyebrows.
"I know where the Great Thunder Sword is, I know where the Great Thunder Sword is!" Qiu Yuanzeng shouted crazily, using all his strength, fearing that if he was too late, he would be dead and dismembered.
The tip of Qian Yuan Sword stopped in front of Qiu Yuan Zeng's eyebrows. Chen Fei looked at Qiu Yuan Zeng and frowned slightly. Shocking Thunder Sword?
Qiu Yuanzeng looked at the sword blade in front of him and crawled backwards with all his strength. Only when he was a few feet away from the tip of the sword did Qiu Yuanzeng lie helplessly on the ground.
"What's going on with the Thunder Sword?" Chen Fei looked down at Qiu Yuanzeng and asked.
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The lack of Yuanchen Sword Sect's skills is not a secret around Xianyun City. It is not unusual for casual cultivators to know about this.
If Qiu Yuan had said other things, Chen Fei might not be interested at all, but the Yuan Chen Sword Sect's techniques are indeed different.
Chongyuan Sword Skill has already been perfected, and there is only a little time left between the Giant Spirit Sword and Euntian Xing. Chen Fei has been thinking about the skill from time to time recently.
If all the skills in the sect can be supplemented, Chen Fei can practice smoothly all the way to the peak of the aperture training realm without having to worry about the skills at all.
Moreover, the Yuan Chen Sword Canon, which is made from seven techniques, may even be better than the inheritance of the Zhen sect of the Xianyun Sword Sect.
But unfortunately, the Yuan Chen Sword Code was already damaged before Chen Fei came to the sect.
Now that he suddenly heard about the Thunder Sword, Chen Fei naturally wanted to listen. If Qiu Yuan had lied, it was just a matter of one sword and it would not delay anything.
"Some time ago, I saw a person using your sect's technique, which is very similar to the rumored Thunder Sword." Qiu Yuanzeng said cautiously.
Whether he can survive at this moment depends entirely on Chen Fei's will. Qiu Yuanzeng suppressed the severe pain in his body and did not even dare to take a breath.
"Do you know the state of the Great Thunder Sword after training?"
Chen Fei chuckled softly. In Qiu Yuanzeng's opinion, this smile was full of coldness. Obviously, Chen Fei didn't believe what Qiu Yuanzeng said.
Qiu Yuanzeng's forehead was covered with cold sweat for a moment. Seeing Chen Fei's eyes getting colder, Qiu Yuanzeng's heart trembled even more. He hesitated and whispered: "He is my best friend, he has obtained the Great Thunder Sword.
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Qiu Yuan once glanced at Chen Fei, and seeing that Chen Fei's expression remained unchanged, he quickly continued: "The complete Thunder Sword can cultivate eighty-five acupoints!"
Chen Fei's brows couldn't help but move. He was about to take action directly, but he couldn't help but stop at this moment, because Qiu Yuanzeng was right.
According to the records of the Yuan Chen Sword Sect, the complete Great Thunder Sword has indeed cultivated eighty-five acupoints, which is five more acupoints than the Chongyuan Sword and the Giant Spirit Sword.
But how could the skills of the Great Thunder Sword be obtained by outside cultivators?
A bright light suddenly flashed in Chen Fei's mind.
In the past two years, in order to repair his martial arts, Chen Fei deliberately looked through many classics collected in the sect, and in one of the classics, he saw a record.
Hundreds of years ago, the Yuanchen Sword Sect had internal strife, and several branches even fought violently. Later, several branch leaders led their disciples and left the Yuanchen Sword Sect directly.
However, although the people left, the martial arts of each branch at that time were kept in backup copies within the sect. Subsequently, the Yuanchen Sword Sect redeveloped those few branches that had left.
At that time, Chen Fei regarded the history of this sect as a story, because hundreds of years had passed. Since the sect's classics were damaged, the sect had not thought of looking for the branches that had fled back then to see if they could recover some secret books.
But those branches that left the country declined earlier than the Yuanchen Sword Sect. They disappeared without knowing when. Even if you want to look for them, you can't find them.
Now, has any casual cultivator found the secrets of the techniques left behind by those who fled the branch?
"Everything I said is true. I can take you to find my friend. I just ask you to spare my life!" Qiu Yuanzeng said in a low voice. In order to survive, Qiu Yuanzeng no longer cares about his friend.<
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"Self-imposed cultivation!" Chen Fei looked at Qiu Yuanzeng and said.
"Yes!"
After hearing Chen Fei's words, Qiu Yuanzeng's heart suddenly settled. This meant that in a short period of time, he would finally not have to die.
Qiu Yuanzeng struggled to stand up, and traced his fingers across the acupoints all over his body. The flow of Yuanli was stopped, and his breath suddenly became stiff, like stagnant water.
Chen Fei appeared in front of Qiu Yuanzeng, made a sword point with his right hand, and pointed it at the center of Qiu Yuanzeng's eyebrows. His violent mental power swept across Qiu Yuanzeng's body in an instant.
"You are allowed to restrain yourself, but you still dare to play tricks?"
"Wrong..."
"Bang!"
Qiu Yuanzeng's body trembled slightly, his face full of pain and ferocity.
A ripple of vitality rippled out, and with one finger, Chen Fei pierced Qiu Yuanzeng's fifteen acupoints. Qiu Yuanzeng's realm suddenly slipped and fell to the early stage of acuity training.