Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

The sword energy swept across, and bursts of rapid piercing sounds intertwined together. As the sound resounded densely, an even greater and heart-stopping howling sound quickly filled the space between heaven and earth.

Although everyone present was dozens of miles away from the scene of the fight between Qin Fengming and Zi Hao, they still couldn't help but feel a tremor in their hearts when they heard the sound of the huge torrent of swords shooting through the air.

From the fluctuating aura stirred up by the sword energy, everyone sensed a huge power of soul imprisonment.

Faced with such a powerful negative effect, no one knew what would happen to Zihao who was surrounded by the attack range.

Facing this wave of solid sword energy attacks, the method everyone thought of was to use their own powerful attacks to quickly retreat and walk away, while avoiding the scope of the sword energy.

The sword energy spurted past, sweeping up the ice, snow and sand grains all over the sky, like a huge torrent, suddenly passing through, and wherever it passed, the entire world was darkened.

In fact, not much time has passed since Qin Fengming and Zihao fought.

It only takes time for two meals. During this period of time, although attacks continued, neither Qin Fengming nor Zihao changed their attack or defense methods.

Qin Fengming didn't know what Zihao did in the red mist, but the strange tree root in Zihao's hand gave Qin Fengming a feeling of indestructibility.

Although there is no original spiritual pattern on that bone, the condensed light that appears makes people feel that it is solid and thick.

But now, both of them no longer have a tacit understanding of offense and defense, but choose to go all out.

Facing Daoshuo's long sword blades sweeping towards him, Zihao, who stood on the spot and was surrounded by sharp short blades all over his body, did not show the slightest fear or strangeness on his expression. Some have an expression of incomparable perseverance and calmness.

At this moment, Zihao's appearance and expression were completely different from those before. On his young face, there is a maturity beyond his youthful expression, his eyes are shining, and a look of disdain spreads out from him.

Facing the majestic momentum of Qin Fengming's attack, he never showed any signs of panic.

His eyes flickered, his expression was focused and cold, making people feel a powerful feeling just by looking at him. It seems that any attack can be resisted by him.

Huge swords swept towards them. Zihao just looked at them coldly without making the slightest move. Even the short sharp blades around him showed no signs of being used.

Suddenly seeing Zihao in such a state, Qin Fengming's heart suddenly tightened, his consciousness suddenly surged, and a blue light appeared in his eyes.

The name of the supernatural power that the female cultivator called just now is "Evil Shadow and Phantom Magic". From this name, Qin Fengming immediately thought of Zihao's strange movement skills.

However, being reminded like this by a female cultivator, Qin Fengming certainly wouldn't think that this magical power was just a quick movement.

"Quick! Hide!"

Just as Qin Fengming's consciousness blossomed and his eyes quickly locked onto Zihao who was under attack, a rapid exclamation sounded in his ears.

The exclamation also came from the female cultivator, her voice was rapid.

Hearing this voice, Qin Fengming barely hesitated as an afterimage shot out.

Just as his figure flashed and moved, a slight, almost inaudible sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded at the place where he stopped before.

As soon as the sound appeared, several green short blades appeared out of the air and passed through Qin Fengming's still-disappearing shadow. As soon as the green light passed through the shadow, the green light suddenly disappeared again.

"Hey, you can actually dodge Zimou's ghost blade attack? This is really beyond Zimou's expectation. Although Zimou cannot activate the full power of this magical power at this time, it is already extremely powerful.

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Qin Fengming's figure appeared from a few feet away, and a soft cry sounded on the spot. The voice was calm and did not carry any urgency, but seemed a little surprised.

As a soft cry sounded, a huge wave suddenly appeared twenty or thirty feet away from where Zihao had stopped. The fluctuations solidified, revealing Zihao's figure.

At this time, although Zihao spoke in a surprised voice, there was no strange look on his expression.

There were still small sharp blades floating around him, and the blades flickered with light, as if there were no fewer blades at all.

Hundreds of multicolored sword blades that were tens of feet long rushed past like rainbows, without even touching Zihao's breath.

Qin Fengming knows best how powerful the sword energy of the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword is. Every sword energy released can release a powerful confinement effect. Even if the opponent cannot be sealed on the spot, there will definitely be a lot of confinement power that affects the opponent's movement speed.

Even if a Mahayana monk faces the confining aura released by the combined force of hundreds of Qing Yan sword energy, he should not be able to dodge without showing any trace of its trajectory.

However, Zihao has now dodged Qin Fengming's attack, which is an impossible situation.

Qin Fengming quickly dodged, but his consciousness did not break away from the figure of Zihao who was standing far away. However, under the lock of Qin Fengming's consciousness, the sword energy still failed and struck a group of phantoms. This kind of The scene made Qin Fengming extremely confused.

"Don't stay there, get out of the way quickly! Don't let the short blade touch your body..." Just when Qin Fengming was looking at the attack and was shocked by Zihao's rapid movement, and felt puzzled, a rapid sound transmission came again. rang in his ears.

As soon as the voice sounded, several Qin Fengming's consciousnesses could not detect the fluctuations in the trajectory, and suddenly appeared in front of Qin Fengming. Fluctuations appeared, and a soft popping sound sounded from Qin Fengming.

"Ah!~~" A sharp pain suddenly emerged from Qin Fengming's body, and a cry of surprise suddenly came out of Qin Fengming's mouth.

At the same time as the sound sounded, Qin Fengming's body suddenly fell from the air toward the ground below.

"Bang!" With a bang, Qin Fengming's body fell straight to the hard ground below. The ground was hard, and the thumping sound was clear and resounding.

He lay flat on his back, his eyes showed a look of fear, the muscles on his face were tense, and he was obviously suffering from great pain.

Xuanwei Qingyan Sword fell to the ground as Qin Fengming quickly fell to the ground, and suddenly shook away from his hand, and was ejected several feet away.

"Ah, that man was shot down by Zihao!"

"This...this...this is incredible! That young man was defeated so easily?"

Everything happened too quickly and suddenly. Everyone was shocked, and several exclamations rang out.

Qin Fengming's previous action shocked all the monks present. Facing those sword energy attacks, everyone weighed in their minds, if they were suddenly faced with such a huge attack, what means would they use to fight it, and whether they could resist this wave of attacks from the opponent.

However, before everyone had an answer, Qin Fengming's powerful Xuanwei Qingyan Sword attack had been easily dodged by Zihao. The terrifying soul-imprisoning aura seemed to be unable to hinder Zihao's body at all. And Qin Fengming suddenly fell to the ground.

"Hahaha, no matter how powerful you thought you were, it turns out you are so weak." A burst of laughter sounded, and several green short blades appeared again. In a flash, they quickly penetrated into the body of Qin Fengming who was lying on the ground.

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