My magical power has skills

"Old Song, this kid has really cultivated to the Earth Rank." Yite said in a deep voice, "Although his sword energy is sealed, he still has the power of the domain when he strikes out. It should be..."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but pause for a moment, because he didn't know how to explain it.

Grandma's sword heart is clear, and the sword cultivator can actually practice other skills as a supplement?

The thousand-year inheritance of the Qiaoqi Sect is indeed not to be underestimated.

After a pause, Yite said: "In short, be careful, this person's true energy is extremely strong, comparable to the eighth level of the human rank, and he has comprehended the domain of the master."

Song Qingshu nodded slowly and said: "I understand."

The two of them were secretly glad that they sealed the boy's sword energy as soon as they made a move, otherwise they would really be in trouble today.

"Stop."

A roar suddenly came from above, and then three figures floated down.

Zhang Xinxin shouted: "Sister."

Among the three people who came down, Zhang Miaoyan was the first to go.

Song Qingshu and Yi Te turned around and stood back to back, their faces extremely solemn.

Xu Yi looked behind Zhang Miaoyan, there were two middle-aged men, one in green and the other in white, with a solemn aura, walking like a mountain, clearly strong men of the Earth level.

However, I don't know them!

Yuan Fei suddenly spoke up and said, "Senior sister, these two are..."

Zhang Miaoyan said in a deep voice: "This is Senior Shen Qing from Yangyi Dongtian, and this is Senior Ni Heyuan Fang Jieming. They are all strong men who came to support from their respective flying boats."

Yuan Fei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, two uncles."

Xu Yi knew that Yuan Fei must recognize them, and this sentence was actually asking for him.

Shen Qing looked around and said, "Nephew Yuan, what's going on?"

Xu Yi said, "Senior Shen, Song Qingshu and his disciple Ite are both from the demon clan. They took advantage of the departure of my master and others to attack my nephew and Junior Brother Xu Yi. Please help and take them down."

"What?" Shen Qing was stunned and said in surprise, "Brother Song is from the demon clan, don't joke."

Fang Jieming also frowned and said, "Nephew Yuan, please speak properly."

Xu Yi sighed and said, "Seniors, to be honest, my nephew's sword energy has been locked by them using the demon clan's forbidden sword circle. , now I can't even use a trace of sword intent. "

"Really?"

"Indeed." Xu Yi said with a bitter smile, "Do I need to lie to you at this moment? The two of them are plotting to plot against Junior Brother Xu Yi."

Shen Qing glared at Song Qingshu and said, "Brother Song, are you really a member of the demon clan?"

Song Qingshu sneered and said, "So what if it is, so what if it is not?"

Shen Qing's face changed for a moment, and he sighed, "Brother Fang, it seems that nephew Xu did not lie, niece Zhang, let's work together to take them down."

"Okay." Zhang Miaoyan said in a deep voice.

"Do it."

Shen Qing roared and raised his palm. The palm wind was surging and fierce, like a mountain. It turned in the air and suddenly slapped Zhang Miaoyan beside him.

Almost at the same time, Fang Jieming also made a quick move. He turned his wrist and a thin sword appeared. The sword light was flying, instantly locking all the retreat routes of Zhang Miaoyan.

At this moment, Yi Te was facing Xu Yi and the others, and his expression clearly showed that he was monitoring them.

Song Qingshu, who was back to back with Yi Te, took a step forward, and the strange weapon in his hand flew, bombarding Zhang Miaoyan head-on.

In an instant, the three earth-level masters attacked Zhang Miaoyan at the same time and blocked every one of her retreat routes.

Almost at the same time, there was a loud "bang".

Zhang Miaoyan, who was besieged by three people, suddenly exploded.

Although Song Qingshu and the other two were also powerful masters of their generation and had rich combat experience, they had never encountered such a strange thing.

A huge, strong, and indescribable chill spread from the explosion of Zhang Miaoyan.

Song Qingshu and the other two, who were the first to bear the brunt, secretly cried out that it was not good. They wanted to dodge but it was too late anyway.

In just a moment, the three of them were covered with a thick layer of frost, and the bone-chilling cold invaded their hearts and lungs, making it difficult for them to breathe.

It didn't know what was happening behind him. He was concentrating on watching Xu Yi and the other two.

Although the sword in Yuan Fei's hand was useless, he was at the eighth level of the human rank and had the power of the domain, which could still cause some damage to him. In addition, Zhang Xinxin and Xu Yi were watching him closely, so he didn't dare to be distracted.

But at this moment, a chill suddenly came from behind him and froze him instantly.

Xu Yi's figure flashed and he shouted sternly: "Do it."

Yuan Fei's eyes flashed, and he stomped his feet lightly, and he rushed up. In mid-air, a sword was crisscrossed.

It only felt the sword light in his eyes. He just wanted to resist, but his body was stiff and unable to move.

"Swoosh..."

The next moment, a head flew into the sky, and It's eyes were still wide open. Until he died, he didn't figure out why the alchemist Xu Yi could release such a sword intent.

This is the intention of a ground-level sword cultivator!

Yuan Fei's sword continued to move forward, and with the power of killing It with one arrow, the sword seemed to be three times more powerful.

Song Qingshu was so angry that his eyes were about to burst. Seeing that the sword light was about to hit his body, he suddenly roared, and a strong aura rose from his body, forcibly dispersing all the cold air, and threw out the strange weapon in his hand. At the critical moment, he finally blocked Yuan Fei's sword.

But at this moment, his muscles were also broken, and a lot of blood flowed out.

Although this secret method allowed him to get rid of the cold, it also seriously injured him.

"Ding."

The long sword pointed, Song Qingshu could not resist, and staggered back.

"Ding."

The long sword pointed again, and Song Qingshu finally lost control of the strange weapon in his hand and fell.

A sword light rushed down, and Song Qingshu had no way to retreat. Under his arm blocking, blood splattered, and his right hand was cut off by a sword.

Yuan Fei's sword was like the nine-day starlight, and like mercury pouring on the ground, there was no way to stop it.

At this time, the other two earth-level strongmen finally broke free from the frost,

However, the icy air on their bodies was much stronger than Song Qingshu, and even their eyes were covered with a thick layer of ice and snow. So they didn't see what happened at all.

At this moment, Xu Yi waved his hand.

The Tianbing Danlu was thrown out, and Shen Qing was instantly covered in it.

This alchemy furnace can not only help people practice, but also can be used as a trap to trap the enemy at a critical moment.

Although Shen Qing is a veteran earth-level expert, it is impossible for him to break the heavenly soldiers.

Fang Jieming's face changed drastically, and he waved the thin sword in his hand, tapping the alchemy furnace several times in an instant, but he could not leave even a trace, and his wrist was numb instead.

"Heavenly soldiers?"

Fang Jieming roared, his voice was a little hoarse.

The next moment, his feet suddenly turned white, and the thick cold air formed again.