Qin Yun's scolding was not loud, but when it fell into the ears of the two swordsmen with round faces and long faces, it was like the sound of thunder that shook their souls, and their original tyrannical momentum instantly collapsed.
Both of their faces changed, and they couldn't help but retreat.
After taking two steps back, the round-faced swordsman suddenly woke up and his face suddenly turned red.
Both of them are innate sword cultivators with a very high level. They have traveled together in the sect and have defeated many powerful enemies. It can be said that their hands are stained with blood, and they are quite famous in the sect for their evil intentions and ruthless hands.
Now that he was scared away by the seemingly young Qin Yun, one can imagine the shame and annoyance in his heart.[
"Junior, you are seeking death!"
The shameful and angry round-faced swordsman reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword. His companions reacted faster, and half of the sword was already drawn out. The sword energy was shining brightly, and the killing energy came out of the body!
Although Qin Yun showed great strength, the two innate sword cultivators did not think that he could block their joint attack. The round-faced sword cultivator was secretly cruel and decided to make Qin Yun's death extremely painful.
But just when the two men were about to draw their swords, Qin Yun suddenly took a step forward, his eyes as sharp as a blade, and his whole figure looked like a sword unsheathed, revealing its sharp edge.
Bang! Bang!
Two extremely powerful forms of energy hit two innate sword cultivators at the same time. They had no time to dodge and resist. They were suddenly penetrated by the body-protecting energy and flew backwards screaming.
The two of them never dreamed that Qin Yun's attack would come so suddenly and swiftly. What was even more frightening was that there was no warning at all and he could launch it without even drawing out his weapon.
The distance between the two parties was only a few steps, and by the time they realized the danger, it was already too late, and they suffered a big loss!
The round-faced sword cultivator had a stronger level of cultivation. After flying more than a dozen steps, he barely controlled his body and landed on the ground first. He looked down at the clothes that were torn on his chest and said in a trembling voice: "Broken Body Sword"
gas!"
His knowledge and experience can be considered very high. He actually knew this superb swordsmanship, and he was immediately frightened. He realized that the two of them had been kicked on the iron plate this time, and they were pecked in the eye by the geese all day long!
The long-faced swordsman fell behind the round-faced swordsman, and an abnormal flush appeared on his originally blue face. He spit out a large mouthful of blood and roared: "Let's go!"
The two had worked together for many years and had a tacit understanding. Seeing that the situation was unstoppable, they immediately wanted to run away.
call out!
But just as the long-faced swordsman turned around, a bright sword energy suddenly struck from behind him and pierced his neck!
The big head suddenly flew into the sky, and blood spurted out from the broken neck, splashing all over the round-faced Jian Xiu next to him!
The round-faced sword cultivator suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his whole body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave and was chilled to his core. Smelling the strong smell of blood, he felt that he had never been as terrified as at this moment in his life.
This innate sword cultivator suddenly dropped the long sword he was holding tightly in his hand, knelt on the pile of rocks with his knees weak, kowtowed and begged: "This villain has eyesight and cannot recognize the true God. Please forgive me and spare your life, do this."
Cows do things like horses willingly!"
The strong wind carried snowflakes and swept past the cliff. The body of the long-faced swordsman fell to the ground. It happened to lie in front of the round-faced swordsman. The latter kowtowed violently, even though his head was broken and bleeding, he seemed not to notice.
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Qin Yun walked out of the cave calmly and said in a deep voice: "Get up and talk!" [
Although he is not very old, he has already advanced to the realm of Huagang, experienced life and death in hundreds of battles, and has gradually developed his swordsmanship. Once he shows off his edge, he will have his own magnanimity. He has a vague sense of a master's martial arts.
The round-faced sword cultivator quickly got up from the ground as if he had been granted amnesty.
He was a sword cultivator who was one step closer to reaching the advanced level of Xiantian. He was by no means cowardly in nature. However, under the double shock of Qin Yun's strength and momentum, his courage was completely shattered and his soul was horrified, and he lost even half of his martial spirit.
The six boys and girls who followed to the entrance of the cave were stunned and couldn't believe their eyes.
They come from either wealthy or aristocratic families. To be able to join the Tiancheng Sword Sect and become the elite among the outer disciples, their talent and strength are of course outstanding, and they are more or less above the top.
In their view, Qin Yun just took advantage of being the first to get started. Therefore, his cultivation level is higher than that of himself and others.
But now they realize how ridiculous and ignorant their and others' ideas are!
Just one round-faced sword cultivator was enough to completely suppress them. With two innate sword cultivators joining forces, the six of them had no chance of escaping.
However, such a strong man was completely vulnerable to Qin Yun. He defeated the enemy with one sword and beheaded him with one sword. How elegant and majestic he was, it also completely subverted the common sense of these newcomers to the Sword Sect.
"You said that Senior Brother Qin is not a powerful Hua Gang, right?" Murong Chuqing murmured.
Murong Chuxue did not answer directly. She stared at Qin Yun's back with a pair of pretty eyes, showing a strange look, and suddenly said: "Sister, I must become a disciple of Senior Brother Qin and become his real junior sister!"
She didn't know that Qin Yun's strength had now surpassed that of his master Shui Wan Ning. She thought that someone who could train Qin Yun to be such a master must be a master among the masters of the sect, so she had a great yearning and admiration for Shui Wan Ning.
The four young men listened and all showed expressions of emotion.
They are all outer sect disciples who have not officially become disciples. If they can become disciples of Qin Yun's sect, not only can they learn such superb skills, but they can also get along with the junior sister they fall in love with day and night. That would be great!
Of course, as for whether Shui Wanning would accept them as apprentices, these proud young men would not seriously think about it. In their opinion, with their own talents, Qin Yun's master should be very happy.
Of course, Qin Yun didn't know what the boys and girls behind him were thinking. He put away the Tianwen Sword, stretched out his fingers with his left hand, and a wisp of sword energy suddenly shot out from his fingertips, accurately hitting the round-faced sword cultivator.
The large Dantian point.
The round-faced sword's body's true energy was broken, and he had no ability to resist at all. The sword's energy immediately invaded his martial veins when it entered his body, immediately sealing his innate cultivation and turning him into an ordinary person.
This move seems simple, but it reflects Qin Yun's ability to control his own power. You must know that it is not easy to control and seal other people's martial arts. Excessive force will cause serious damage, and too little force will easily be broken.
Lost its intended effect.
If it were Qin Yun who had just returned to Jianzong from Yanjing, he would not be as proficient and perfect as he is now. However, after more than a month of dedicated training, his level of strength has reached a new level.
The round-faced swordsman allowed Qin Yun to do what he did and did not dare to resist. He cherished his own life very much and never wanted to follow in the footsteps of his companions. As long as Qin Yun was willing to spare his life, he would kneel on the ground and be a dog. How could he do it?
Care about the martial arts being blocked.
On the contrary, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, because this meant that Qin Yun had no murderous intention. Otherwise, if he had killed him with one sword, there would be no need for such trouble!
After sealing the opponent's cultivation, Qin Yun said lightly: "Come in, I have something to ask you" [
The round-faced swordsman quickly stepped over the corpse of his companion and entered the cave again.
It's just that this time he lowered his eyebrows and was submissive, without any trace of the arrogance he had just now.
Qin Yun asked him to sit down, pointed at the young man with thick eyebrows and said, "Go outside and clean up, find their weapons and luggage, and throw the bodies into the ravine."
"Yes!" The thick-browed young man agreed neatly and immediately left the cave.
He was not very convinced of Qin Yun at first, but now that he has seen Qin Yun's methods and strength, he has no other thoughts in his mind. He completely follows Qin Yun's lead and definitely does not dare to go east or west.
Qin Yun asked the other five people to sit down. He did not rush to ask the round-faced swordsman, but asked another young man to scoop out a bowl of hot broth and hand it to them.
The round-faced swordsman had his cultivation blocked, and his innate Qi was useless. The thin clothes he wore were severely frozen by the cold wind, frost and snow outside. It was finally better to sit by the campfire now.
He carefully took the porcelain bowl and took a sip. The hot soup warmed his stomach, and he felt a hint of gratitude in his heart.
After the round-faced swordsman finished drinking the broth, the thick-browed young man also returned from outside, holding two long swords and a backpack in his hands, and handed them to Qin Yun.
Qin Yun took the two long swords, tested their weight, and then unsheathed the swords. He saw the swords shining brightly, his fingers trembling like a dragon roaring, and he couldn't help but praise: "What a sword!"
Although these two swords are not as good as the divine weapons Tianwen and Juque he owns, they are also rare high-grade spiritual swords.
Qin Yun tried to inject a little energy into the sword body, but immediately felt resistance from the sword body and sword spirit, and was not surprised.
All sword cultivators hope to own the best weapon. Divine weapons are rare and rare. Spirit swords naturally become the best choice. After a sword cultivator owns a spiritual sword that can refine the sword spirit, he often
He will be with you day and night, nourishing him day and night, treating him like his own life and never giving up or replacing him easily.
It is difficult for a spiritual sword that has been warmed up by refining the sword spirit to change its owner. Only by using suppressive power to forcibly erase the mark of the sword spirit and return it to chaos and ignorance can it be possible for another person to master the refining again.
With Qin Yun's level of strength, there is no problem in refining the sword spirits of these two high-grade spiritual weapons. Holding the sword in his hand, he immediately activated the Xiantian Gang, which turned into a powerful sword energy and blasted into the sword body, forcefully
Shengchi breaks through the sword spirit's defense and points directly to the core to destroy the mark left by the original owner.
In just a moment, the two spiritual swords became the master's possessions.
The round-faced swordsman had a sad expression on his face. He was terribly distressed but did not dare to show the slightest hint of dissatisfaction. His spiritual sword was hard-won and it took many years of hard work to cultivate it to where it is today. Now it was suddenly wiped out by Qin Yun.
A clean one.
But now his life and death are completely in Qin Yun's hands, and he can only be at the mercy of Qin Yun.
Qin Yun put away the two long swords, pondered for a moment, and handed them to Sister Murong: "These two swords are not bad, let you play with them." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote at Qidian.
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