"Monster! You... you monster!" Immortal Yunhe was really excited and pointed at Qin Dong and cursed. i^
Qin Dong couldn't help but sneered. Immortal Yunhe was also a famous figure in the immortal world. He didn't expect that he would lose his composure like this, which was quite chilling.
"Oh my God! If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who could believe all this?" Ling Xiaojian shook his head blankly, with a complicated expression on his face.
Sun Qiong was seriously injured and fell to the ground, unable to get up. But this did not prevent him from watching Qin Dong's performance. When he saw that Qin Dong was evenly matched with Immortal Yunhe, and they were evenly matched, his whole body was shaking, and his heart felt like a pot was boiling, and he could no longer calm down.
"This is a bit interesting. Immortal Yunhe, don't stand still. Our duel will really begin from now on!" Qin Dong's confidence surged at this time, and his aura immediately changed significantly. It looks like an unsheathed sword, and just one look at it makes one's heart tremble. [
"If I don't kill you today, you will definitely become a serious problem for me in the future!" Qin Dong's growth rate is so amazing that Immortal Yunhe even shuddered at it. If he makes an enemy like Qin Dong and doesn't get rid of him as soon as possible, Immortal Yunhe will never even be able to sleep peacefully in the future.
"Humph! I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"
Immortal Yunhe frowned and said in a deep voice, "It's too early for you to be proud! You know, I haven't used any truly powerful methods yet!"
"Oh? Then I want to open my eyes!"
Immortal Yunhe snorted coldly, his wrist vibrated, a green light lit up, and there was a sharp sword in his hand. %&*>
Although this long sword is sharp, there is nothing surprising about it. It has no spirituality at all. It is no different from the ordinary swords and tools used by ordinary people to chop firewood. It really cannot match the identity of Immortal Yunhe. .
Seeing Qin Dong's frown, Immortal Yunhe sneered, "What, you didn't expect that?"
Qin Dong did not hide it, nodded frankly, and said, "It is indeed a surprise!"
Immortal Yunhe laughed loudly and said, "Little baby, I might as well tell you that my best skill is using a sword. Even a piece of grass or a tree, when it comes into my hands, can instantly turn it into a sword. , an invincible magical weapon!"
Qin Dong chuckled and said, "Don't think that you can brag unscrupulously because of your thick old face!"
"Bragging? Then you take my sword and try it!" Immortal Yunhe snorted coldly, and the hand holding the sword suddenly swept across the air, and the sword edge suddenly stirred and screamed. Pieces of sword light as cold as snow roared out, sometimes dividing, sometimes joining, the changes were endless, and it was dazzling.
Qin Dong was really dismissive at first, but when he saw Immortal Yunhe slashing with his sword, his heart suddenly tightened, and he knew that Immortal Yunhe was really not bragging.
Not daring to neglect, Qin Dong's body swam like lightning, his palms opened and closed constantly, and the dual holy power in his body swayed out strand by strand, straight in the air, condensed into rays of divine light, and shot toward the clouds one after another. The sword light launched by Crane Immortal hit him.
Those sword lights collided with the dual holy power, and were as fragile as clay and paper. They fell apart in the blink of an eye and disappeared without a trace. But Immortal Yunhe didn't seem to see all this. He just focused on dancing an ordinary long sword in his hand, stabbing here and there, hooking up and down, as if he was not engaged in a life-and-death duel with Qin Dong. , as if intoxicated in his own solo dance.
Qin Dong had never heard of such swordsmanship before, let alone seen it before. But in my heart, I couldn't help but admire that Immortal Yunhe's swordsmanship was really superb. Each move seems random, but each sword can mobilize all the fairy energy between heaven and earth for his use. Coupled with his own immortal power, he can exert an attack power that is far more than twice or even twice his cultivation level.
Although the two-dimensional holy power seemed to be taking advantage of Yunhe Immortal's sword energy flow, in fact, Qin Dong felt more and more like he was being restrained, and felt extremely uncomfortable. The pressure is getting heavier every moment.
"Xiaodong, be careful behind you!" Qin Dong was thinking hard about how to break the sword intention of Immortal Yunhe, when suddenly he heard Lingxiao Sword's cry with a changed tone.
"Behind? What..." Qin Dong was startled and subconsciously turned his head to look behind him. This sight made all the hairs on his body stand up in horror.
At some point, Immortal Yunhe was behind him and used his sword energy to form a red light that shot up to the sky, like a physical sword edge. Silently, he suppressed all murderous intentions and miraculously avoided Qin Dong's consciousness. If Ling Xiaojian hadn't warned him in time, the consequences would have been disastrous. [
"Could this be the true meaning of Immortal Yunhe's swordsmanship?" Qin Dong took a breath of cold air, and before he had time to think about it, he suddenly rose up into the air.
At this moment, the blade of the sword flashing with crimson light suddenly struck out, roaring one after another, and thrust straight towards Qin Dong.
"What a terrifying sword energy!" Qin Dong retreated crazily while secretly feeling the power of this sword edge.
Compared to the fists and palms used by Immortal Yunhe before, this sword edge was at least twice as powerful. An unprecedented sense of oppression poured directly into Qin Dong's body, as if all his internal organs were being crushed.
"Well, Immortal Yunhe, you are indeed extraordinary!" Qin Dong did not dare to neglect, and with a move to the sky with his right hand, the two-dimensional holy power immediately rose into the sky and shot into the sky. In the blink of an eye, a golden fairy cloud condensed in the sky. Qin Dong's raised right hand suddenly swung down. In an instant, golden lightning, like a downpour, and a loud roar like thunder, fell from the sky in one fell swoop. Without falling, they all hit the sword edge.
The red sword edge realized the danger, and the radiance that bloomed from it instantly doubled in strength, directly deflecting the golden lightning bolts.
"Let's see how long you can hold on!" Qin Dong gritted his teeth and worked hard. The two-dimensional holy power continued to leak out of his body. The golden lightning falling from the sky became more severe and powerful.
The crisp sound of "dang" is endless, and the golden lightning falls on the red sword edge, making a crisp sound like striking iron. The sputtering immortal power splashed in all directions, like grenades being thrown out one by one. Where it fell, there was a roar, stirring up dust all over the sky.