Qing Kuang stepped forward and flipped in the air to avoid the wind blade coming through the air. At the same time, he moved his fingers and the wind blade shot out of the air.book
When sound killing meets spiritual power, who will win depends on who is fast, who is ruthless, and whose angle is tricky!
Bang bang bang!
However, in the blink of an eye, Qing Kuang and the old man were already facing each other with several wind blades. Compared with the tricky angles, Qing Kuang was even better.
The old man originally thought that Qing Kuang was just a person without spiritual power and that it would be easy to kill him, but he didn't expect Qing Kuang to be able to dodge his wind blades. Not to mention, the wind blades she fired were at very tricky angles and were deadly!
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With a cold snort, Qingkuang didn't answer. His fingers flew around, and with the help of tiny silk threads, he sent out a series of wind blades. They were fast, ruthless, and accurate, and did not give the old man any chance to breathe.
"Hey, this girl is so rude!"
The old man roared angrily, and the blue spiritual energy all over his body surged and overflowed from his body, forming a purple halo that blocked the invisible sound blade.
This mysterious old man has actually reached the Spiritual Emperor level, and his aura is even more powerful than her grandfather Feng Batian.
This world is a world of spiritual power.
There are nine types of spiritual power: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black, and gold. The nine colors represent spiritual masters, spiritual masters, junior spiritual masters, intermediate spiritual masters, senior spiritual masters, spiritual kings, spiritual emperors, spiritual masters, spiritual emperors, and nine.
There are different levels. The higher the level, the higher the martial arts and the stronger the spiritual power.
In this legend, on top of the golden color, there is actually a kind of white color, which some people call the Holy Spirit.
However, this is just a legend, and I have never heard of anyone reaching this level.
"Ding!"
The sound of swords clashing made a continuous trembling sound.
The invisible sound blade lost its combat effectiveness in an instant and disappeared.
"Who are you and what is your purpose?"
Staring coldly at the strange old man in front of her, Qing Kuang couldn't help but suddenly asked.
He was waiting for her, why was he waiting for her? What was his purpose?
"I was asked to give you a gift."
The old man smiled mysteriously and said with a faint smile.
Nine years, nine years, the wait is finally here.
"what gift?"
Before Qing Kuang finished speaking, the old man shook his hands, and a black guqin pressed towards Qing Kuang like a mountain weighing down on him.[
However, at this moment, Qing Kuang's consciousness darkened, and he suddenly entered the enchantment of the guqin.
Qingkuang immediately became alert and looked at the darkness warily.
She should have fainted, but she was very conscious!
This strangeness made Qing Kuang dare not relax, and he immediately knew that he must have been attacked by something.
"who?"
The aura of space in the darkness seemed to fluctuate. Qing Kuang's figure flashed and he rushed over. He moved his hand. He couldn't see clearly in the darkness, but the feeling of his hand really told Qing Kuang.
This is a piano!
"My name is Xianmo!"
In the darkness, the voice sounded faintly, as sweet as the jingle of a ring, and as cold as thousand-year-old ice.
"Xian Mo? What do you want to do!"
In the darkness, no one's breath or figure could be detected, and that voice...
Qing Kuang's eyes fell coldly on the guqin she was touching.
"Be my slave and I will give you great strength!"
His voice was cold and arrogant, and his words were filled with contempt for human beings.
"funny!"
Qing Kuang smiled coldly, looked at the guqin in his hand sarcastically, and spoke arrogantly and coldly.
"It's just a dead thing, but you still dare to be arrogant!"
She is crazy and won't kneel to the sky or the ground. Don't even think about asking her to be the slave of a guqin!