Feng Yixuan was lying on the ground with wounds all over his body, he couldn't believe that he was seriously injured by Qin Ming again. After raiding twice, they were all defeated, without any suspense! But Feng Yixuan didn't dare to think about that at the moment, he felt chills all over his body, he was in shock, at that moment just now, he was not only defeated, but almost died. He fully believed that if Qin Ming's sword was deflected by a few points, his head would be beheaded.
"Yixuan!" Feng Yiyun exclaimed, she was so focused on creating illusions that she didn't see clearly what happened.
Feng Yixuan stood up with difficulty: "Leave me alone! Defeat him! He has used martial arts more than ten times, and his spiritual power is almost exhausted."
"Hide first..." Feng Yiyun was about to get angry, when suddenly she felt the hairs all over her body stand on end, an ominous premonition appeared in her mind, and then she felt a great danger enveloped her!
Not only her, everyone felt a chill, as if shrouded in a biting murderous aura.
Qin Ming stood in the ruins of the animal farm, with his hands clasped on his chest, his fingers clasped stiffly, a black vortex quickly formed, and a black lacquered knife gradually emerged from the depths of the vortex. One thumb was wide and the other finger was long. Cold and pitch black like a small black hole. The cold chill made people tremble from the soul, and the piercing murderous aura hit Feng Yiyun's whole body.
"Asura Saber?!" The temple disciples frowned and watched solemnly. The most rumored thing they heard in the imperial city was the saber practiced by Qin Ming. It was said that the body of the saber was completely condensed by Qin Ming's murderous aura, and it could attack people's souls. Qin Ming defeated Tie Shanhe, the descendant of the Tie family, with the Asura Saber, and won the honor of being the top five in the eight tea parties.
Feng Yiyun seemed to be frozen in place, and felt the coldness of death for the first time, so close to him. She couldn't help looking at the black knife, and in a trance, the black knife was also looking at her, like a little god of death, showing a ferocious smile to her. Boom! Boom! The world seemed to be quiet, with only the sound of my dull heartbeat in my ears.
"Sister!! Get out of the way!" Feng Yixuan screamed.
Feng Yiyun suddenly came back to his senses, damn it! I was actually confused by the Asura Saber? Hundreds of her body chanted collectively, and the vast and terrifying illusion of destruction enveloped the beast field, invading everyone's consciousness, and also trying to invade Qin Ming.
However…
"Northern Territory, son Shura, Qin Ming, please enlighten me!" Qin Ming whispered, repeating the name of son Shura. Both hands spread out suddenly, and the Asura Saber exploded in an instant, an invisible murderous aura swept the audience, bringing endless cold air, shaking off the surging murderous aura, in a trance, it seemed that the Asura killing world was about to reappear.
Puff puff puff, all of Feng Yiyun's avatars were annihilated in an instant, without a trace.
Before Shura kills the interface, all illusions are just child's play!
Impossible... Feng Yiyun's real body backed away in shock, but the Shura Knife suddenly appeared in front of her, as if crossing space, bringing endless coldness and darkness, enlarged in her sight, and hit her on the forehead .
Feng Yiyun flew upside down as if struck by lightning. The Shura Saber had no substance, but it brought a strong murderous aura, and it forced her to fly. In mid-air, Feng Yiyun's consciousness was spinning, as if she had fallen into an endless black hole, cold, hopeless, helpless, and also as if she had fallen into a battlefield of death. Countless hands stretched out from all directions, surrounding her, trying to tear her apart .
Feng Yiyun let out a shrill scream, like a desperate cry from a black hole, or like a scream of struggling to break free from a big hand on the battlefield.
This momentary experience will definitely leave an indelible shadow on her.
Plop! !
Feng Yiyun landed on the ground, her eyes widened, her mouth opened wide, her face full of horror. She was still breathing, but she lay there motionless, as if she was still immersed in boundless despair and darkness.
At this moment, everyone held their breath, and there was no sound in the empty animal farm.
Asura knife! This is the power of the Asura Saber!
The temple disciples stared blankly at the fallen Feng Yiyun, and the shrill scream echoed in their ears for a long time.
Is that a knife? Or die!
The three elders frowned deeply, murderous, real murderous! Did he really condense his murderous aura into a physical knife? How did he do it, martial arts
They were both surprised and puzzled, no wonder he was able to suppress the Eight Schools Tea Party, this single knife alone was enough for him to win a name in the dynasty where there are many outstanding people.
Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is indeed outside the central territory.
Is Qin Ming qualified to challenge the disciples of Shengyan in the Holy Church
The temple disciples were very glad that they did not challenge Qin Ming, otherwise they would have lost miserably, but they were somewhat ashamed and angry. The two disciples from the inner hall of the holy hall joined forces and failed to subdue the sect disciples in the Northern Territory. Is Qin Ming too strong, or the entire Northern Territory has become stronger over the years.
Cao Wujiang's face was serious, he defeated Wei Changkong first, and then worshiped the Feng family siblings, Qin Ming seemed to have reproduced the miracle of breaking into the top ten in the eight tea parties, and it was obviously easier and stronger than before, defeating three people in a row, with ease! If Qin Ming's performance at the Eight Schools Tea Party surprised him, now it made him feel a sense of crisis. No, Qin Ming must not be allowed to grow up. His talent is already very strong, and with the cooperation of the Blood Evil Sect, he may really threaten many people in the future.
By the way, Cao Wujiang suddenly remembered that before he accompanied the disciples of the Holy Hall to leave the Mansion Mansion, he seemed to see someone from the Qingyun Sect inviting Leng Shan. Why did Qing Yunzong seek Leng Shan? Want to make peace? or what to do
"Temple disciples, how dare you underestimate the Northern Territory?" Yao'er smiled and clapped her hands, it was wonderful, very wonderful. It is even more satisfying to abuse these proud disciples of the Holy Church. Hey, if there is a chance in the future, I have to take Qin Ming to the imperial city for a stroll, and meet those arrogant genius descendants.
Tuwei and the others breathed a sigh of relief, it was dangerous and exciting!
The disciples of the temple supported the brothers and sisters of the Feng family. One was seriously injured, and the other was traumatized. They were already in a semi-comatose state.
They were not reconciled and wanted to fight Qin Ming again. Hit again? They looked at Qin Ming carefully, and resolutely gave up their thoughts, no, this kid seems to be able to fight again!
"Did I win?" Qin Ming met the indifferent eyes of the temple disciples.
The disciples of the holy hall stopped talking. Admitting that they won was tantamount to acknowledging the name of Qin Ming Shurazi, and also admitting that the inner disciples of the holy hall were not as good as him.
How can you say this? How will they face the other inner disciples when they return to the holy hall.
"Can't afford to lose?" Yao'er stood beside Qin Ming, prodding them deliberately.
The expressions of the three elders were not good. The holy hall represents the strongest martial art of the dynasty, and the disciples of the holy hall should also represent the strongest strength of the new generation. Their purpose today is to take the title of Shura son ordered by Qin, and indirectly humiliate him. Who would have thought of the current situation among the eight sects in the Northern Territory, not only failed to take the title of Qin Ming, but also damaged the reputation of the holy hall.
"They're all dumb?" Yao'er didn't care whether their faces were good or not, and smiled sweetly: "How about I play with you again? Two together! If it doesn't work, three! If you are thick-skinned enough, four are fine. "
proud! ! The disciples of the temple were ashamed and angry. Did some disciples of the second level of Xuanwu Realm stare at Yao'er coldly and challenge her? They clenched their fists, raised their breath, and drummed tightly, but in the end they insisted on not saying a word of challenge. Forget it, stop beating, I heard that this woman is more ruthless and fiercer. Qin Ming's subordinates were merciful and did not dare to kill, but this girl would not care about it. If she really went crazy and killed someone, they would not be able to take revenge unless they declared war with the Blood Evil Sect.
Yao'er suddenly waved to the front in surprise: "Grandpa! You are finally back!"
Everyone in the church was moved and subconsciously looked over. The suzerain of the blood evil sect has long admired his name!
The three elders suppressed their dissatisfaction, regained their composure, and turned to say hello. "Sect Master Qiu Lin, I haven't seen you for many years, but you still remember us..."
But…
What about people
where
Tuwei and the others all looked over, the lord of the Blood Evil Sect? where
"Just teasing you! Look at how stupid you are!" Yao'er was overjoyed, leaning on Qin Ming's beautiful smile.