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Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Seven: Sword of God, what about the devil?

His heart suddenly jumped, and he turned around to find Qin Yu standing behind him, pointing his sword into shape and stabbing straight at him!

At this moment, an extremely terrifying premonition fell on his heart like a huge stone.

It seemed that once he was stabbed by these two fingers, he would die immediately.

At the critical moment of life and death, Qin Zhongming's potential was maximized.

The sword intent roared, sweeping like a hurricane, whipping out an extremely crisp and vibrating sound in the air, and the whole body moved sideways in an instant.

puff!

Divine light spurted out, and a bloody hole the size of a finger appeared on Qin Zhongming's right chest.

His body froze, and his face was extremely ugly: "The magical power you used to avoid my sword move just now is not the way of kendo! You violated the law..."

Hearing this, Qin Yu had a strange look on his face and said, "The movement technique you used to come to me from thousands of miles away was not entirely swordsmanship, right?"

Qin Zhongming's face changed slightly, he didn't expect Qin Yu's eyes to be so poisonous.

His body skills have been completely integrated into his sword skills, and he can actually be seen through at a glance.

"Forget it...I won't bully you. From now on, I won't use any magical powers other than swordsmanship!" Qin Yu spread his hands indifferently, but it was particularly harsh in Qin Zhongming's ears.

For him who is proud and arrogant, Qin Yu's words are a great insult to him.

He glanced at Qin Yu's two fingers again, and said with a gloomy face: "Are you looking down on me by using your fingers as swords?"

Qin Yu frowned, why does this person talk so much nonsense?

"Humans, they are always looking for death... If in normal times, I would still have the heart to play with you! Unfortunately, I am not in a good mood now. Since you want to die, I will give you a good time..."

Buzz!

As he flipped his hand, a three-foot Qin Feng, which was completely matte but cold, appeared in his hand.

Infused with divine power, the next moment, the light between heaven and earth disappeared, as if falling into darkness.

There is only a little cold light in the long sky!

"That... what kind of sword is that!"

In the void, countless people had dull eyes.

Feeling the fierce sword energy filling the sky and the earth, it seems that even this space has been cut into pieces.

The bright and scorching sun above the head can hardly let down the light even a little bit. Looking around, everything is filled with cold sword intent.

Creepy!

"What a terrifying sword intent, what a strong murderous aura..." On the high platform, a group of elders looked solemn.

He stared at the sword in the young man's hand from afar, with a complicated look on his face.

"It's strange... Judging from its aura, it seems that it is only a top-grade Taoist weapon. Why is it so powerful?" An elder was puzzled and couldn't help but ask.

On the side, Qin Tai'a's eyes were burning, and he shook his head and said: "This is not the best Taoist weapon... but the best holy weapon!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

The ultimate holy weapon, ranked among the highest among the imperial soldiers!

In this era when the Great Emperor has not appeared, the best holy weapon can already be regarded as the pinnacle divine weapon!

Why is such a divine sword in the hands of a young man in white?

"There was a seal inside this sword. Only when the wielder of the sword reaches a certain level can the seal be gradually released! Now it seems that this sword does only have the power of a top-grade Taoist weapon." Qin Tai'a also said the same thing.

The master of swordsmanship quickly understood the foundation of the divine sword in Qin Yu's hand.

"I see……"

"It's just that there has been no news of the appearance of the best holy weapon in the heaven for many years. Where did this sword come from?"

"Probably...it comes from the lower world!"



On the stage, Qin Zhongming looked at the sword in Qin Yu's hand with a horrified look on his face, his expression in a trance.

"Impossible...how do you have such a divine sword?"

He couldn't believe it and kept shaking his head.

The ancient Qin clan has such a deep foundation, and its treasure trove of weapons is like the abyss of mountains and seas, almost inexhaustible.

Divine weapons and sacred weapons are not uncommon...

As a Taoist disciple of the Qin clan, it goes without saying that Qin Zhongming has a broad vision.

The sword he carries with him is the sword that he has carefully selected to maximize what he has learned.

Ranked among the first-grade Taoist tools.

With years of mental nourishment, it is enough for him to use it until he reaches the peak of martial arts.

But today was the first time that he felt uneasy because of a sword.

The fierce killing intent rising into the sky and the shadow of the sword covering the sky shook his Taoist heart wave after wave.

A flash of purple color flashed in his pupils! His expression was almost crazy!

Such a sword...why don't I have one!

As soon as the thought arises, it is difficult to stop it.

The sword in Qin Zhongming's hand suddenly glowed with purple magic light.

Faint marks appeared silently, and two scarlet fangs gradually appeared, as if a living creature was constantly squirming.

laugh!

The fangs suddenly pierced Qin Zhongming's wrist, as if swallowing his blood.

But Qin Zhongming seemed not to notice it and allowed him to do whatever he wanted.

But the strange light in his eyes became more and more obvious, and all over his body, wisps of purple-black demonic energy were like curls of black smoke, exuding coldness and terror.

On the sword body, Qin Zhongming's blood continued to flow, turning into two ancient characters and engraved on them.

Return to the ruins!

Clang!

The demonic sword clanked, bringing up a dark sword light that devoured everything, cut through the sky, and rolled away.

Naturally, the unusual movements in this place cannot be hidden from the many powerful eyes present.

They all stood up one after another, their faces solemn, their cultivation soaring into the sky, ready to make a move.

Qin Zhongming's father, Qin Bo, looked pale, as if he were mourning his heir, and his eyes were full of despair.

"This is the demonic aura!"

"Qin Zhongming is so brave, he dares to hook up with the demons!"

"Where is the Palace of Punishment? Take it down quickly and throw it into the Infinite Abyss!"

Above the sky, countless abyss-like figures flicker and flicker, their momentum is astonishing, and they cover the sky and the sun.

But it is a terrifying existence within the Qin clan that makes the disciples change their minds when they hear it - the Punishment Hall!

Enforce clan rules and supervise disciples without mercy!

"Back off!" Just when everyone was about to rush forward, Qin Yu's faint voice made them stagnate.

"Son of God?"

"This is a competition between me and him, and it's not over yet!" Qin Yu said lightly, the sword in his hand humming continuously.

He clearly felt the emotions of the God-killing Sword, and he wanted to fight with that demon sword!

The God-killing Sword can not only kill gods, but also slay demons!

brush!

As he raised his hand, an unparalleled sword light was like a crescent moon in the sky, attacking with an indomitable momentum.

It collided with the oncoming purple-black sword energy.

Shit!

When the two collided, there was no violent roar as imagined.

Only an extremely sharp neighing sound was heard.

The onlookers frowned, the sharp friction sound seemed to be ringing in their hearts, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.

"Son of God, this person has colluded with the remnants of the demon clan and must have ulterior motives. Don't take risks!"

"Yes, the Son of God. No matter what the outcome is today, he has colluded with the demons and there is no way he can take the position of the Son of God. Just leave it to us!"

The people in the Punishment Hall saw that Qin Yu was stubborn and thought that he wanted to stabilize the reputation of the Son of God in front of the clan.

Therefore, he tried to persuade Qin Yu to give up.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yu's next words left them speechless: "Demons? So what!"


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