The strongest mad emperor system

The Leng Clan of Roland Continent.

"What? The Qin clan hasn't been killed yet? What do you eat? Why haven't they been killed after five years?"

In the main hall of the Leng clan, the patriarch of the Leng clan had an ugly expression on his face.

"Patriarch, it's true to cut the weeds and root out the roots, but in my opinion, the Qin clan can't afford to make any big waves. Even if there are a few remnants, it doesn't matter." Several Leng clan leaders suggested in a low voice.

"Okay, I don't want to hear that, kill the remnants of the Qin clan as soon as possible." After speaking, the patriarch of the Leng clan left alone with a shake of his robe.

In a mysterious space, Qin Ye was still dancing his sword. This time, he was practicing the Qin Clan's swordsmanship. Combined with the foundation of his original world, he soon had good results.

The swordsmanship of the Qin clan emphasizes speed, while Leihuo Jiangang emphasizes dominance. There is a big difference between the two.

woohoo hoo...

Qin Ye slashed out with one sword after another. The long sword in his hand was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, but each sword contained such a powerful force, and every time the sword was drawn, it carried a powerful sword energy, and these powerful sword energy exploded in the air Huge momentum.

Qin Ye kept practicing the Qin Clan's swordsmanship like this, and he didn't know how long it took. Today, his Qin Clan's swordsmanship finally reached the third level.

Of course, although Qin Ye has reached the third level of the Qin clan's swordsmanship, he can display powerful sword moves, but his strength is still not powerful.

So next, Qin Ye planned to combine the Qin Clan's swordsmanship with the Thunder Fire Sword.

Of course, the Qin Clan's swordsmanship is very different from Lei Huo Jian Gang, and it is basically impossible to merge them. Not only does it take a lot of time, but also requires a comprehension of the way of the sword.

But Qin Ye didn't worry about this, because he had also practiced swordsmanship in the original world, plus the swordsmanship he had practiced in these years when he came to this world, combining the above two points, Qin Ye's understanding of swordsmanship was not inferior to any of his peers.

Even surpassing the same level is not a strange thing.

Then Qin Ye used gas to transform the sword, plus the long sword he already had in his hand, he now has two swords, and then Qin Ye began to wield a long sword in one hand.

The left hand is Leihuo Jiangang, and the right hand is Qin Clan swordsmanship. Since Qin Ye has already mastered these two swordsmanship, it is no problem to use two swordsmanship at the same time.

hum!
There was a sound of sword cry, and then a sword energy with thunder and fire exploded in the air, the power was so powerful that even a Golden Core cultivator would not dare to bear it.

shhhhhh...

A large number of sword nets appeared in the sky. These sword nets were struck out instantly. When the sword nets appeared, Qin Ye's mind moved, and these sword nets immediately spread out and finally turned into hundreds of lines. These lines were under Qin Ye's control. It turned into a long sword again, and then stabbed towards the ground.

Of course, the most important thing is that each of these hundreds of swords has a powerful power, not to mention killing the foundation cultivator is enough.

Whoosh whoosh!
Hundreds of long swords were shot on the ground, causing the air within hundreds of meters of this mysterious space to churn.

Seeing this, Qin Ye couldn't help but smile. He didn't know how long he had cultivated in this mysterious space, but he knew his own strength. Killing a Golden Core cultivator was like playing games, because he not only broke through the peak of Qi refining, but also Reached the peak of foundation building.

Although he is now at the peak of foundation building, if his real strength is a monk at the peak of Jindan, no one is his opponent.

However, Qin Ye was still dissatisfied, because his Thunder Fire Sword Art and the Qin Clan's swordsmanship had not yet merged.

"What's going on? Why can't I merge? It doesn't make sense. My understanding of the way of swords is definitely enough. Is it because I don't have enough realm?"

Just when Qin Ye was puzzled, the old man who had been silent all this time spoke up: "Boy, the progress in five years is amazing."

"That's right, don't look at who I am." Qin Ye said quite proudly.

"Since you are so powerful, why can't these two moves be combined?" The old man smiled lightly.

"That's not the time..." Qin Ye laughed.

The old man moved his lips a few times, he hesitated to speak, but finally he said: "If you can perform three kinds of swordsmanship at the same time, then you should be able to fuse them."

After finishing speaking, the old man quickly said again: "Forget it, what I said is meaningless. It is already a miracle to be able to use two kinds of swordsmanship at the same time. Even I can't do three kinds of swordsmanship at the same time. As for you Needless to say baby."

Qin Ye's eyes lit up when he heard the words, not because the old man helped him, but because he suddenly understood something from the old man's words.

It is not unreasonable to say that other people cannot perform three kinds of swordsmanship at the same time, but this is not a difficult task for Qinye.

Because he still feels very relaxed when performing two kinds of sword techniques at the same time, and with the strength of his spiritual consciousness, he can completely perform three kinds of sword techniques at the same time.

If you can use three kinds of swordsmanship at the same time, you need another swordsmanship to complement each other.

And this third sword technique is like glue, only with this glue can the two pieces of paper stick together tightly.

Thinking of this, Qin Ye already had a solution in his mind, because the Qinglian swordsmanship he had practiced before was the most suitable.

Thinking of this, Qin Ye began to dance sword again. This time he did not finish a whole set of sword skills, but changed to another sword skill halfway through.

Qinglian swordsmanship!

Qin clan swordsmanship!

Thunder Fire Sword Gang!

Qin Ye used three kinds of sword skills at the same time, changing them from time to time, so that his sword skills were like a dream.

Because no one knows what his sword move will be at the next moment. After all, he will use the three sword techniques together, so no one knows what his sword move will be at the next moment.

Time passed day by day, and four years passed in a blink of an eye.

Qin Ye has been fusing three kinds of sword techniques in this mysterious space, and the long sword in his hand suddenly seemed to be alive this day.

Under Qin Ye's control, the long sword turned into a tiger from time to time, a dragon from time to time, and then turned into raindrops. When these raindrops were about to fall to the ground, they finally turned into terrifying sword auras.

"Although I am only at the early stage of Jindan, with my current cultivation level below Jindan, I can be invincible. Even a strong Nascent Soul will not be able to gain benefits in front of me." Qin Ye looked at this body with a very strong cultivation. Satisfied.

In fact, it’s not Qin Ye’s bragging or something, because what he said is the truth, he was able to fight against Jindan monks in the original world, and after ten years of cultivation in this world, he has reached the level he used to be, even his current level. The cultivation base is higher than that of the original world.

"It seems that it's time to leave the customs. I don't know what happened to Yanlin and the elders of the Qin clan. Let's reorganize the Qin clan before going out this time."

The next moment, Qin Ye appeared in the closed house, but he didn't find Yan Lin. The house was a bit strange, and it seemed that there was a small-scale battle.

"Could it be that someone came here when I was retreating?" Qin Ye was a little puzzled.

But when he released his spiritual consciousness, his face suddenly became ugly.

A fair lady is being besieged by more than a dozen men. Although the girl is no longer the little girl she used to be, Qin Ye can recognize it at a glance. This is Yanlin!
The man who besieged Yan Lin was a Golden Core cultivator, and all his subordinates were at the peak of Foundation Establishment, and Yan Lin had just broken through to Golden Core.

Although she is a golden core, facing so many foundation-building peaks, there is even a monk at the eighth level of a golden core staring at her.

"Haha, little girl, what's in the formation you're holding on to?" the leading man looked at Yan Lin with a smile on his face and asked.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that after ten years, you Leng Clan would still kill our Qin Clan, but even if I die, I won't tell you." Yan Lin flicked a long whip in her hand and sent a Foundation Establishment peak flying away. .

"It's really interesting. Do you think it's that simple for me to kill you directly? Brothers, get out of the way, I'll take her down first, and it will be your turn when I'm comfortable." The leader, Jindan Balayer, laughed.

"Okay, okay, young master must let this little girl see how powerful you are, and then the brothers will let her know how powerful we are." The monks besieging Yanlin laughed arrogantly one by one.

Hearing this, Yan Lin's face paled immediately, and she said in her heart: "Brother Qin Ye, when will you be able to leave the customs? If you don't come out, I will die today."

In fact, Yan Lin is not afraid of death, but what she is afraid of is that her body will be defiled by these people.

"You, don't come here, I'll kill myself if I come here again!" Yan Lin put a dagger across her jade neck, at this moment she would rather die than be defiled.

But who knew that the young master of the Leng clan still smiled brightly and said: "I will not let you die."

"What?" Yan Lin was already in despair when she heard this.

At this time, the young master of the Leng clan also came to her side. Facing the powerful strength of the eighth layer of golden core, Yan Lin felt that she couldn't stop her with a single move.

Thinking of this, her heart skipped a beat, and at the same time she secretly said: "We must not let these people be defiled, even if it is death!"

But just when she was about to end herself, a coercion enveloped him, making her unable to move a bit.

"What? What level of power is this? Could it be that the eighth level of Jindan is so powerful now?" Yanlin now wants to die, because now she can't even commit suicide.

Of course, not only Yan Lin was terrified, but even the young master of the Leng clan at the eighth level of Jindan was in a cold sweat. As for his dozen or so Foundation Establishment peak subordinates, their legs were already weak from fright.

"The junior has met the senior, if we offend you, please return Haihan, and I am the young master of the Leng clan..." Although the young master of the Leng clan was very polite, he also revealed his identity at the same time, which meant to say Although you are powerful, but I am the young master of the Leng clan, you must let me go, otherwise you will offend the Leng clan.

The dozen or so subordinates of the young lord of the Leng clan also felt that his young lord was really witty, so he told him his identity as soon as he opened his mouth.

But what they didn't expect was that the person who came to raise his hand at the young master of the Leng clan was a sword. The speed of this sword was too fast, and the power a few days ago can be described as terrifying.

Clang!

The young master of the Leng clan didn't realize that there was a bloodshot between his eyebrows, and finally his body slowly separated from the middle.