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The fourth level of "Ecstasy Technique" instantly reached its peak. In front of Su Qinian's eyes, all the changes in the void seemed to slow down. He drew his sword like lightning. In an instant, there was a thunderous explosion on the bank of the Han River.
, and then, many people in the world saw an unforgettable scene.
A ray of sword light was like chaos, but also like lightning across the sky. It was so fast that the air was torn open, and the pale vacuum spread out more than ten feet in an instant like a crack in the sky.
Boom!
On the side of the Han River, on the stone bank that has been eroded extremely hard over the years, a knife mark nearly twenty feet long and several feet deep suddenly appeared, as if struck by thunder and lightning.
With the green iron sword in hand, Su Qinian's eyes were cold, and many people around him couldn't help but take a few steps back. At this moment, the air seemed to be frozen by the murderous aura of the young man in front of him.
"How could it be him, how could it be possible!"
The remaining five young people didn't believe it at all. Their faces were pale. Looking at the young man who had lived and died together just now, starting from his eyebrows, a bloody knife mark penetrated his entire body from top to bottom. p>
Click!
The first thing to crack was an extremely real face, or in other words, a human skin mask that was hard to tell whether it was real or fake, revealing a strange face full of scars and hard to tell.
"Nine Nethers!"
Su Qinian spoke word by word, his tone was not high-pitched, nor was he gritting his teeth, but even martial arts masters from many sects hundreds of feet away could feel a deep chill.
Jiuyou!
As Su Qinian spoke, most people in the world didn't hear clearly. Even if someone heard it, most of them knew nothing about it. However, some knowledgeable experts, even members of various sects and aristocratic families, all
The pupils shrank, showing an extremely fearful look.
Jiuyou! This young man was actually targeted by a killer from Jiuyou!
Jiuyou is no more than Jiu! This time, how many times has this young man been assassinated?
Especially some aristocratic families and sect masters who have entered the second-rate dragon and tiger realm and have their first glimpse of immortality. Su Qinian just made a move. How come they don't know what the chaotic sword light is?
Two families.
A young man who has begun to open up the hidden secrets of the human body and has cultivated his foundation skills to such an extent, even if he is placed in a large sect of the country, is still a rare seed. He needs to be carefully cultivated. In the future, he may not be able to grow into a first-class person, or even realize the Taoist soul.
, it’s not impossible.
"What kind of sword technique is that? It's majestic and majestic, but I've never heard of it."
Some members of the sect's family speculated that at this time, the battle between the two descendants of Yi Shu on the Han River seemed to be coming to an end.
The ripples of light are shining, and the light of swords and swords are soaring into the sky, like lotus leaves connected to the sky, with double lotus stems.
Except for a few people such as Su Qinian, what everyone saw was this picture that was both illusory and real. The waves on the river were surging, hundreds of feet of water hanging upside down like waterfalls, and the momentum was shocking.
After just over ten breaths, the waves faded away and the pale vacuum began to heal. On the river, the dull young man and the beautiful woman in the green gauze dress reappeared in front of everyone.
The dull young man turned around and walked on the waves, taking a step of more than ten feet, down the river, all the way to the west.
And the beautiful woman from Xizong, the descendant of this generation of Xiantian Sword, did not climb the Zigai Mountain again. Instead, she went upstream, traveled across the waves, all the way east, like a fairy from heaven coming to the dust.
From the beginning to the end, the two descendants of Yishu did not use the psychic weapons in the sword and sword boxes behind their backs.
This undoubtedly disappointed many people in the martial arts world, but some people soon felt relieved. Even if it was really out of the sheath, how could they see clearly the reality?
I lost my life in vain.
All of this has nothing to do with Su Qinian at this moment.
He returned the green iron sword to its sheath inch by inch with his backhand, and then looked at the remaining five young people. The eyes that looked at him no longer looked cautious as before, leaving only sadness and self-repressed anger.
By now, they also vaguely understood that their companions around them had died long ago, and the reason why Lu Changping died was because of the young man in front of them.
The lives of people in the world are like nothing, but for the five young people, it is still too cruel. The edges that have been smoothed over the years are now showing mottled cracks.
Without saying a word, Su Qinian stepped forward, his hands covered with blood, gathering the bodies belonging to Lu Changping.
The palm-sized Chaos Furnace in the palm of your hand turned from virtual reality to reality. The lid of the furnace was opened, and a wisp of blood flames flowed with chaos energy and fell on the corpse. The Hunyuan blood fire was raging and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.
In the distance, masters from Ruqi Sword Zhifeng Family, Zhenquan Sword Sect and other sects and aristocratic families saw this, their eyes flashed, and they vaguely thought of something.
……
On the outskirts of Xiangyang City, in a small dilapidated temple.
Lao Yanqiang put down the copper cigarette pole that he never left his hand and led Su Qinian into the temple.
"This is the only small temple in the suburbs. It is close to the city wall and has sparse vegetation. Ordinary monsters dare not approach it, but they can detect it in time and escape with their lives."
Lao Yanqiang pointed to a corner of the temple. The ground was also covered with patched mattresses. In addition, there were seven more messy and worn-out floors.
"This temple originally enshrined a real Yuanshen on Zigai Mountain. Later, when the real Yuanshen passed away and the temple was moved, the place became deserted," Lao Yanqiang murmured, as if to himself, with a smile on his face.
The wrinkles seemed to be getting deeper, "Lu Changping was a stubborn kid. When he walked out of Shihua Town, Gucheng County, he was so angry that he told his parents that he would not return the favor until he became famous. He had been away for eight years. Eight years
Well, even if this kid couldn't help it, he only dared to look at it from a distance at the entrance of the village, and then gritted his teeth and left. Everyone in Xiangyang City called him a bastard because he had poor understanding and it only took two days for others to learn basic sword skills.
, he needs half a month, but no martial arts school is willing to accept him. He doesn't study much, has an upright temperament, and doesn't bother to get involved in gang activities. After all these years, he still has achieved nothing, but as long as his injuries heal,
, he would shamelessly go to the major martial arts halls in the city, and even if he was beaten, he would still have to compete with others to see how many swords he could steal."
He came to a corner of the small temple, tore open a corner of a quilt, and shook out a few black pieces, about five or six taels of silver. Lao Yanqiang picked them up, went to another corner, and tore open the bed.
From the corner of the mattress, he took out a small amount of half of the broken silver, about four or five taels, or almost ten taels of broken silver. The old man wrapped it in a broken piece of silver and put it in Su Qinian's hand. He patted it twice and found nothing more.
After saying a word, I just turned around and came to the temple, grabbed the cigarette rod, squatted on the steps at the door, lit it on the fire, and smoked one after another. As I smoked, my eyes became a little cloudy.
Five young people stood in front of the temple without saying a word. At this time, there was no anger on their faces, and only lingering sadness remained.
Su Qinian walked out of the ruined temple and glanced at the five people. They turned around and led the way. This walk lasted five full days.
In the past, even if they wanted to leave Xiangyang City, the five young people had to weigh whether they could withstand the monsters that jumped out of the wilderness from time to time, or they could just spend some money and follow the traveling caravan, in case something happened
There are accompanying foundation building masters to support it.
But this time, they don't need to worry, because with Su Qinian, a little fairy who can kill even the leader of the Green Snake Gang with one finger, they don't need to worry about their safety, and the journey will go smoothly, even if there are monsters
He jumped out, but before he could scream, his throat was cut by the invisible sharp energy, and then his head and blood fell together.
Even so, they were not happy. They were far less nervous and excited than when they secretly visited their hometown in the past.
At night, they slept in the wilderness. Su Qinian did not rush him. He just built a bonfire, roasted the hearts of the monsters he killed, cut them into slices, and let the five people share the food. Then they practiced horse-shaped boxing, and then meditated to refine the remaining blood.
, replenish spirit.
In just five days, among the five, the one with the lowest cultivation level has advanced from the second level to the fourth level of "Galloping Horse Strength", and the one with the highest cultivation level has advanced from the fourth level to the fifth level, and is about to reach perfection.
With the improvement of their cultivation and the growth of their strength, the five of them could really feel their strength increasing moment by moment. However, after a brief period of joy, as the crowd approached, they all fell silent again.
……
Gucheng County, Shihua Town, Hongmamiao Village.
Because in the early years, a young expert with the seventh level of "Bounce Horse Power" came out of the village and had the power of a fierce horse. The village was still very small at that time, and after discussion with more than a dozen families, they named the village Hongma, which means
The fiery red horse.
Later, the young master fought with others outside and was killed by the Han River. The villagers did not dare to build a temple for worship, so they changed the name of the village to Hongma Temple Village.
Lu family.
In the fenced yard, the old couple held the clay pots containing the ashes again, crying.
On this day, five young people knelt down in front of their fence.
That night, Su Qin had no sleep for a year.
The next day, at Chen time, the morning sun was rising. Su Qinian stood at the entrance of the village. He looked directly at the rising sun. The rising sun was rising in the east, accompanied by a faint purple aura. His eyes were far away. After a moment, he turned around and looked in front of him.
The five young men, who changed into a pair of coarse cloth and made a farmer's appearance, said: "You have decided."
The five people looked at each other and nodded heavily.
Su Qinian pondered for a moment, and his mental energy moved and divided into five parts. The five young people only felt a pain in their heads. After recovering, they found that there was a mysterious formula in their minds, and there was another skill that they had never experienced before.
For me, the coveted third-rate martial arts.
The third-rate martial arts is a third-rate sword technique that Su Qinian memorized in Qingyang Pavilion before, and the formula is the inner martial art that matches it.
Then, Su Qinian turned around. He wasn't walking very fast, but with each step he took, he covered several feet. The rising sun stretched his shadow surprisingly long.
At the entrance of the village, a young man finally couldn't bear it and shouted from a distance: "If one day, I will find you somewhere."
A moment later, as the eyes of the five people gradually darkened, a clear voice sounded in the distance, as if they were right in front of them.
"Wudang Qingyang Peak, Su Qinian." (After the third update, please give me a monthly ticket, genuine subscription is the greatest support for Ten Steps!)