Alone with a single sword, Qin Yun headed deeper into the canyon.
Without Xiao Ming's drag, his forward speed accelerated a lot. With the small magical power of Wisdom and Clear Mind activated, Qin Yun could clearly feel any movement within a few dozen steps around him.
Even if the sky is obscured by clouds and mist and the wind is constant all year round, the depths of the canyon are still a vibrant world. Various plants grow tenaciously on the ground and in the gaps between rocks. Many seemingly weak buds sway in the strong wind, but they never stop.
Will break.
The wind in the canyon is very strange. Many of the strong winds with a dark atmosphere blow out from cracks in the ground. Different air flows collide with each other, making a shuddering roar. Sometimes it suddenly becomes quiet, making people's hair stand on end.
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Qin Yun patiently swam among the rocks. His target was the ink snake lurking in the rock crevices. This kind of cunning low-level monster was very good at camouflage. For the inexperienced Qin Yun, it was not easy to find their traces.
An easy thing.
call out!
Just as he rounded a boulder blocking the road, he heard a very slight hissing sound in his ears.
With warning signs rising in his heart, Qin Yun did not hesitate to move his body to the right, moving three steps away in an instant.
laugh!
A stream of black venom penetrated the afterimage he left in place and hit the rock behind. The liquid exploded and splashed on the rock mass and surrounding plants, and plumes of gray smoke immediately appeared.
The vines splashed by the poison quickly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and honeycomb-like holes were corroded on the rocks. The intensity of the poison made Qin Yun break out in a cold sweat.
He spotted the sneak attacker out of the corner of his eye. The attacker was lurking under the grass ten steps away. The mottled shadows perfectly obscured its black body, hiding it from Qin Yun's observation.
However, the sneak attack completely exposed it to Qin Yun's sight.
Ink snake!
The flashing black scales clearly showed its origin. It was the target Qin Yun was looking for, and the venom spray was one of its trump cards.
The ink snake that missed the hit quickly retreated back. This low-level monster possesses a certain degree of intelligence. They are good at sneak attacks but are timid in fighting head-on. It is completely instinctive to run away if they can't take advantage.
Generally speaking, the black snake will leave an escape route near the ambush point. It can easily retreat into the cave between the rocks, and the enemies outside will have nothing to do with it.
However, the ink snake seriously underestimated Qin Yun's speed and reaction. Before it could retreat into the crevice of the stone, a sword light was seen passing by like lightning, cutting into the soil in an instant.
Bang!
The force exploded and overturned the mud and rocks, countless blades of grass and debris flew everywhere, and the nearly seven-foot-long ink snake was lifted up into the air!
The panicked black snake tried its best to twist its body, its black scales rubbed violently and made an unpleasant hissing sound. It opened its mouth to reveal its sharp fangs, and bit the big hand that was reaching towards it.
Click!
Its final counterattack bit down on the cold sword edge. The sharp fangs were obviously unable to compete with the hard metal and broke on the spot due to too much force.
Qin Yun's left hand accurately grasped it by seven inches!
He has been hunting in the Yunwu Mountains with the hunters from Shanghunting Village since he was a child. Qin Yun definitely has no lack of experience in dealing with snakes. Although it is his first time to capture black snakes in Yinfeng Gorge, after understanding its weaknesses in advance, it is not difficult to deal with them.
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The scales of the black snake are very tough, and ordinary swords will not leave any traces if they are struck. The mucus seeping out from the gaps in the armor also makes its body slippery, but Qin Yun's hands are like iron pliers.
Lock it tightly and don't give it any chance to escape.
The scarlet snake eyes bulged, and the black snake struggled desperately to wrap around Qin Yun's arm.
But when its vitals were suppressed, its strength became insignificant, and its resistance became increasingly weak. It gradually became limp, as if its bones had been removed.
Qin Yun did not relax because of this, and only after he was sure that the prey in his hand was completely dead, he untied it and put it into the prepared animal skin pocket.
The black snake has no inner elixir, and the most valuable thing is its blood. If it is killed with a sword, it will be completely worthless.
After harvesting a complete black snake, Qin Yun was in a good mood. The first monster he encountered in Yinfeng Gorge was the target he wanted, which proved that he was very lucky today.
Qin Yun's luck was indeed good. After walking forward for a while, he found a clump of Huanyang grass growing on the cliff.
Huanyang grass is a spiritual material belonging to the earth genus. The dark golden grass leaves can grow to several feet long depending on the year. It grows in the rock crevices where the wind is raging, and the slender grass leaves flutter in the wind like brocade ribbons. However, it is not easy to collect.
It is not an easy task. The rock wall is not very high, but there are many large and small wind tunnels around it. The chaotic wind flows out of the cave quickly and hits the rock wall with a roar.
If you jump up rashly with the help of Qinggong, the most likely thing is that you will be blown away by the strong wind. You must know that even the innately strong may not be able to withstand it if there is no borrowing force.
Of course, Qin Yun was not that stupid, and he had no intention of returning Yangcao for the time being, because a series of violent wind beasts were rushing out of the fog barrier in front of him, launching a ferocious attack on him like a tide.
The violent wind beast is the most common low-level monster in Yinfeng Gorge. Their individual strength is not strong, and they have no magic attack ability, but they are superior in numbers and they are not afraid of death when attacking the enemy.
Sword Sect disciples often form teams when going down Yinfeng Gorge. The most important reason is that groups of violent wind beasts are extremely difficult to deal with. They have the agility of leopards and the ferocity of wolves, and they move like the wind and are difficult to deal with.
Qin Yun did not expect to face a group of violent wind beasts head-on. The opponent seemed to be in the process of migration, but since they met head-on, it would be a fight to the death.
Facing the howling wind beast that pounced towards him, Qin Yun showed no fear at all. The Qinggang sword in his hand drew a dazzling golden arc and instantly cut open the bodies of the two monster beasts.
Ouch!
The bright red blood fell to the ground along with the beast's corpse. Qin Yun inserted himself into the wolves like a ghost. His long sword brought out a sword light like a wandering dragon. Wherever it went, there was a bloody wind.
His swordsmanship has reached the realm of perfect sword energy, and the swordsmanship of Running Thunder and Clouds is unfolding. Although the number of violent wind beasts is large, they can't get close to him at a distance of three feet.
The sword energy kills easily!
More and more violent wind beasts came from the front. In an instant, the ground around Qin Yun was covered with a thick layer of corpses, and gurgling blood continued to gather together and flow into the cracks in the ground.
The more Qin Yun fought, the more excited he became. After training hard in Hancui Valley for half a year, he had never fought so happily.
The Xuan Gong's true energy became stronger, and the speed of the sword became sharper and faster. Many violent wind beasts could not even capture Qin Yun's position. They only felt a flash of sword light in front of their eyes, and then they lost consciousness and fell into a pool of blood.
"Hey!"
Qin Yun's sword penetrated the head of a violent wind beast, and he made a fist with his left hand and blasted out, crushing the head of another monster beast that flew in the air. His body glowed with a faint red light, and all the joints in his body made tiny explosions.
This is a sign that the power of Nine Yang Xuan Gong is operating to its extreme!
The next moment, a ball of red-gold sword light exploded with Qin Yun as the center. Thousands of sword lights shot out in all directions, covering all the beasts within a few dozen steps!
The sword light, which was several feet long and three fingers wide, cut through the air and cut off the dark wind. The tough outer skin of the storm beast seemed to be as vulnerable as paper. Forty or fifty monster beasts were pierced through their heads and bodies almost at the same time, as if they were being cut with wheat stubble.
They all fell to the ground dead!
Destroy thousands of enemies with one sword!
This is the third form of Taiyi Jinhuan Sword Technique to sweep thousands of armies. Due to the limitation of his strength, Qin Yun cannot fully bring out the essence of this sword technique, but it is enough to kill all the violent wind beasts who do not know whether to live or die!
The sword light dissipated, Qin Yun's horizontal sword stood proudly, and the blood around him flowed into a river, but there was no trace of blood on him!
No more violent wind beasts appeared, and the participating demonic beasts were also frightened by the power and murderous intent of this sword. Their instinctive fear overwhelmed their bloodthirsty desires, and they fled quietly without a trace.
Snap! Snap!
Suddenly, crisp applause came from not far away, which seemed extremely abrupt.
Qin Yun's pupils suddenly shrank and he immediately looked in the direction where the sound came from.
I saw a middle-aged man in gray robe appearing twenty steps away on the right side.
He had a long sword on his back, a disgusting smile on his narrow horse face, and an inexplicable light flashing in his pair of slender eyes, like a poisonous snake staring at its prey.
The visitor is not good!
Although Qin Yun didn't know the other person at all, and judging from his attire, he was undoubtedly a member of the Sword Sect, but he instinctively felt that this middle-aged man had absolutely no good intentions, because the other person's aura had clearly locked onto him.
"Not bad, not bad." The middle-aged man clicked his tongue and said: "Qin Yun, among the younger generation of disciples, you are also considered a genius. In the future, it will not be a problem to be promoted to the Innate Breakthrough Transformation Gang."
"It's a pity that you have no future!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Qinghong slowly walked out of the fog barrier on the left side of Qin Yun, forming an encirclement!
At this point, Qin Yun could not understand that it was this uncle who invited helpers to deal with him.
Wu Qinghong is an innate strong person, and this middle-aged man in gray robe shows a stronger aura than her. Two innate strong people come to surround and kill a Qi refining disciple.
"Uncle Martial Arts Master, you really think highly of me, my nephew!" Qin Yun said lightly: "Aren't you afraid of the sect's precepts?"
Although he was calm on the surface, Qin Yun had thousands of thoughts flashing through his heart, but none of them could help him escape from the danger in front of him. It was impossible for two innate experts to join forces to give him the slightest chance of winning.
"Little beast!" Wu Qinghong's face was full of ferocity: "In this Yinfeng Gorge, do you still expect the sect's precepts? I'm not afraid to tell you, if you die here today, your **** master will not be able to escape.
