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"There are countless ways to teach you!"

Zhenjun Qingchen pinched out the sword secret in his hand, and the cyan spiritual sword in his hand turned into a sky full of cyan threads, blooming thousands of sharp sword intent, with the momentum of cutting off everything, and slashed towards Qin Ming like a rain of swords!

Swish, swish, swish!

The cyan sword thread was so sharp that it seemed to cut into pieces the entire nearby space when it was about to reach Qin Ming.

Countless sword threads were woven into a giant cyan net, which covered Qin Ming's retreat in all directions.

Let him avoid it!

The Nascent Soul monsters who were watching all turned pale when they saw this scene.

"Unexpectedly, Zhenjun Qingfeng's "Qingchen Sword Sutra" has been refined to such a terrifying level. It can not only turn the sword into silk, but also form a Qingchen Sword Formation to capture everything."

"Old ghost Qingchen is actually serious about it. He uses the magical power at the bottom of the box as soon as he makes a move. He probably wants to take advantage of fellow Taoist Qin to establish his authority."

“The ancient sword sect’s Qingchen swordsmanship is truly worthy of its reputation!”

"Alas! Fellow Daoist Qin shouldn't be sure that he can take over this magical power, right?"

"Indeed, if the old ghost Qingchen improves his cultivation even further, I'm afraid he will be able to comprehend the legendary 'Sword Domain'. By then, none of us old guys will be his opponent except Taoist Fellow Zhiyang."

While they were talking, the cyan sword net appeared in an instant!

However, Qin Ming did not move at all in the face of such a fierce magical offensive.

Everyone shook their heads and sighed, thinking that Qin Ming would be defeated immediately.

But just when the huge green sword net was about to fall on him.

boom!

A layer of heartless and formless shield appeared, protecting Qin Ming's entire body.

When the green sword thread that filled the sky fell three inches in front of Qin Ming, it was as if it had hit an insurmountable gap.

No more progress.

Like green threads, they broke and fell apart one after another.

Saw such a strange scene.

Not only the onlookers, but also Qingfeng Zhenjun opposite Qin Ming changed their expressions and were confused about the situation.

"How is that possible?!"

"My full blow was easily defused by this kid??"

Master Zhiyang narrowed his eyes and was extremely surprised: "The transformation of his spiritual thoughts can actually resist the magical power of swordsmanship. The strength of this person's spiritual thoughts is unprecedentedly powerful. With just this hand, it's no wonder." The Blood-hated Demon Lord's death was no longer unjust. ’

Qin Mingfeng Qingyundan blocked Zhenjun Qingfeng's first move, which greatly exceeded everyone's expectations.

However, the next moment.

Qin Ming's dark eyes suddenly opened, and a huge power of spiritual thought spread out silently.

Qingfeng Zhenjun was suddenly startled, but saw that Qin Ming on the opposite side had disappeared.

He immediately used the sword technique again, and countless cyan sword threads in the air were gathered together, turning into a cyan transparent lightsaber, full of penetrating power, and slashing towards a space behind and to the right.

Use the second move.

It caused the surrounding space to become distorted, almost draining the essence of Qingfeng Zhenjun's lifelong swordsmanship.

It seems to turn everything into ruins and cut off the dust, which is exactly the name of the "Qingchen Sword Sutra".

Poof!

I saw the green lightsaber flashing away and disappearing into the void, and then a wretched figure staggered down from the air.

Everyone outside the venue was shocked and saw clearly that it was Qin Ming's figure, and couldn't help but secretly sigh with regret.

"Alas! Qingfeng Zhenjun's swordsmanship is really terrifying, his skills are so superior!"

"Fellow Taoist, stop it, Qin has surrendered!" Qin Ming vomited blood, covered his chest and looked like he was seriously injured, and his chest was pierced by the sword energy.

The wound as big as the mouth of a bowl was bleeding profusely.

However, Qingfeng Zhenjun's eyes grew colder. After severely injuring Qin Ming with one blow, he did not care about the other party's surrender. He actually used the sword technique again and struck out with a sword towards Qin Ming!

"Fellow Taoist Qingfeng, you must not do this!" Master Zhiyang looked shocked, but it was too late to stop him.

Uh-huh!

boom!

Qin Ming, who was in mid-air, was struck by a sword and slammed into the square below.

The entire circular square cracked open instantly, throwing up countless smoke and dust, and Qin Ming's life or death was unknown.

Qingfeng Zhenjun stretched out his hand and recalled the cyan Lingbao magic sword into his hand. He stood with the sword in hand, his robes fluttering, like a human sword god!

He scolded Fang Qiu with every gesture, and did not look at Qin Ming on the ground. Instead, he turned to Master Zhiyang, who was in charge of presiding over the fight, and said, "Alliance leader, it's time to declare the winner."

Master Zhiyang turned his back to him, and then he came back to his senses. Then he turned to Zhenjun Qingfeng and showed a strange smile:

"Oh? Really? Fellow Daoist Qingfeng"

Qingfeng Zhenjun saw something vaguely wrong, but he couldn't explain it.

Suddenly!

His pupils suddenly shrank, but he saw the 'Master Zhiyang' in front of him turned into Qin Ming's face, smiling evilly at him.

Not only that, Qingfeng Zhenjun looked back and was shocked to find that the faces of the monks surrounding him all turned into Qin Ming's appearance, and they were staring at him.

Suddenly he felt a creepy feeling.

"It turns out to be an illusion! Humph!"

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Immediately, Qingfeng Zhenjun took out a purple ball, injected mana into it and pointed towards the sky!

The purple round jewel exploded with light, instantly sweeping away the surrounding illusions.

In a corner, Qin Ming's true form appeared.

He immediately took advantage of the victory and pursued it, slashing out with his sword, cutting the opponent into two pieces

"Hahaha! How dare you show your embarrassment even though you are just a trivial person?"

"I still win. Hahaha!"

…

…

And inside the realistic circular square.

The cultivators who were watching had strange expressions on their faces, and they were all astonished as they looked at the fighting venue.

On the contrary, those Nascent Soul old monsters all had expressions of horror on their faces.

It was not because Qin Ming was beheaded.

But as soon as the competition started, they saw True Lord Qingfeng roaring and roaring, angry, and looking up to the sky laughing wildly.

It's like he's going crazy after trying to catch up.

But Qin Ming on the opposite side never moved, let alone got hurt.

Just hearing Qingfeng Zhenjun's words such as "I win", I knew that he had fallen into Qin Ming's illusion from the moment he entered the room.

Now he seems to have fallen into a dream carefully crafted by Qin Ming, unable to control himself and unable to wake up.

In this state, as long as Qin Ming used some tricks, his life could be killed in an instant, and even Nascent Soul could not escape.

The outsiders were watching the excitement, the insiders were looking at the doorways, and all the Nascent Soul Lords present could not help but break out in a cold sweat.

They never expected that the harmless young monk in front of them would have a completely new view of him.

To make a Nascent Soul cultivator of the same level fall into such a deep illusion, only the power of the soul is many times greater than that of the opponent.

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It can be imagined that Zhenjun Wangyue's attainments in soul magic are far beyond the reach of ordinary monks.

"Fellow Daoist Qin's magic power is astonishing. Please keep it in check, otherwise Taoist Qingfeng may not be able to wake up." Master Zhiyang was also secretly surprised.

He could tell that this method was probably just the tip of the iceberg for Qin Ming.

‘The strength of this child’s spiritual thoughts is probably as good as mine, or even higher.’

‘Sure enough, it’s not unreasonable for him to have such a high level of attainment in alchemy. ’

Originally, he wanted Qingfeng Zhenjun to try something out, but he didn't expect Qingfeng Zhenjun to be tricked without even noticing it.

Qin Ming's eyes flashed across a green light, and he immediately put away the magical power of "The Secret of the Soul".

In an instant.

Qingfeng Zhenjun, who was behaving strangely in the middle of the field, was suddenly startled and woke up from the illusion.

His face was pale and his expression was gloomy and uncertain. The original arrogance unique to sword cultivators was gone.

The whole person was dripping with sweat, as if he had been fished out of water. He looked into the depths of Qin Ming's eyes again, filled with fear.

If Qin Ming had been murderous just now, I'm afraid he would have been a dead man.

Qingfeng Zhenjun hesitated for a few times, then bowed to Qin Ming: "Fellow Daoist Qin has amazing magical powers, I admit defeat."

Afterwards, he turned into a purple rainbow and left the square.

The three disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect were left at a loss.

After all, he was so ugly just now that he really had no face at all.

In an instant.

Deafening cheers sounded outside the circular square, almost drowning the entire Longyuan Island.

Afterwards, on Longyuan Island.

In an exquisite and quiet Dongfu Villa.

Liu Yu handed the Golden Que book page to Qin Ming's hand with a very respectful attitude: "Thank you, Senior Monarch Wangyue, for helping me out. Please be sure to accept this Golden Que book page."

He also witnessed the battle between Yuanying today, but it was completely different from what he imagined.

There is no gorgeous display of supernatural powers.

There is no power to move mountains or seas.

Not to mention the Nascent Soul War that destroyed the heaven and earth.

Without even seeing how the senior in front of him took action, the Supreme Elder of the Ancient Sword Sect opposite him obediently surrendered.

Perhaps, this is the showdown between the powerful Nascent Souls.

Anyway, it is not something that their golden elixir stage monks can currently understand.

"Well, this thing is of use to me, so I will accept it."

"But I won't take advantage of you juniors. Here is the Yang-Returning True Water you want, take it."

Qin Ming put away the pages of Jinque's book, then took out a green jade bottle and gave it to Liu Yu.

Liu Yu and his wife did not expect to get anything else. As long as this matter can be settled, it is considered the best ending.

But I didn’t expect that the senior Mochizuki Lord would be so generous.

Very different from those weird-tempered True Lord Yuanying.

"Thank you, senior, for your generous gift!" Liu Yu's elegant face could not hide the excitement in his heart.

Qin Ming waved his hand casually and said lightly: "It doesn't matter, it's just a transaction."

When he got the pages of the book, he was about to leave and take them back for study.

But Liu Yu looked struggling and tangled for a few times, then he bravely stepped forward and bowed to Qin Ming heavily:

"I hope you will forgive me, senior! In fact, there are two other pages of this Golden Que book here, junior."

"Huh?" Qin Ming paused immediately after hearing this and frowned.

Subsequently.

Liu Yu signaled his beautiful wife to quickly go into the cave and take out the other two pages of the Golden Que book.

Then, he respectfully dedicated it to Qin Ming.

After Qin Ming took the page, he checked that it was correct and confirmed that the material was exactly the same as the one just now, but the content on it was completely different.