Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

The young man raised his right hand. In the palm of his right hand, he was holding a broken blade with only the handle left. The sharp blade was gone now.

No one can count how many times the two sides fought just now.

The young man felt that the opponent's sword blade was extremely sharp, and it contained the terrifying power of thunder and lightning. The hot and cold intertwined, creating a strange wave of power that could tear apart.

But even so, he did not believe that his magic weapon, which could exert a terrifying sealing effect, could be destroyed so easily by the opponent.

Although this blade was not his destiny, he once forced a Mahayana to bow his head and admit defeat with this blade. It is also a powerful magic weapon that has destroyed several other Mahayana weapons.

However, now, his blade with countless meritorious deeds has been destroyed by the opponent.

The sword blade and sword light disappeared, and Qin Fengming's figure reappeared on the spot.

At this moment, Qin Fengming's face was a little pale. The wave of swordsmanship he had just used while being trapped by the opponent's terrifying blade had put a huge strain on Qin Fengming himself, and it was not easy.

But at this moment, Qin Fengming was pleasantly surprised. After being tempered by various opportunities over the years, the Xuanwei Qingyan Sword became so sharp and powerful that it surprised Qin Fengming.

After a pill entered his mouth, Qin Fengming looked at the young man opposite him with sharp eyes, but did not take action immediately.

At the same time, Hexuan on the other side was already fighting with the Mahayana old man. Amidst the sound of flags and flags, a terrifying mist covered the world, directly covering the old man and Hexuan himself.

There were roars and explosions, shouts and bangs intertwined, and the violent mist surged, indicating that the battle there was extremely fierce.

In another position, three female cultivators were hovering in the void, facing Ancestor Jiao Wei in a fan shape. The energy of heaven and earth was gathering fiercely, but the four of them were just confronting each other and had not started fighting yet.

Master Nie Mie did not step forward. He listened to Qin Fengming's message and hovered in the air, followed by Du Zhan and Fairy Leng Yan's maid.

As the fighting in the sky around Qin Fengming stopped, Du Zhan and the female cultivator surnamed Cen immediately flashed and fell towards the mountains below. In the vast mountains, the bodies of monks were lying on the gravel, wailing and shouting, and some of them had completely fallen to death.

Qin Fengming's move must have been carefully planned and planned for a long time.

Qin Fengming's eyes flashed,

Looking at the young man opposite, his whole body was full of aura, and his heart was filled with vigilance. If the other person didn't move, he wouldn't move either.

"No wonder I'm so arrogant. It turns out that you really have extraordinary means. Even fellow Taoist Chi Qing was captured and killed by you due to carelessness. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have thought that fellow Taoist Chi Qing would be ruined by an unknown human race in the spiritual world. In the hands of the monks. Your close-range fingerprints and body skills are extremely powerful, and fellow Taoist Chi Qing’s shadow-body double-kill magic power can’t do anything to you. Can you tell me what kind of weird escape skills and attacks you used later? ?"

The young monk waved his hand and threw away the short blade in his hand. He locked his eyes on Qin Fengming and spoke calmly.

The calmness and indifference he showed made Qin Fengming's heart sink slightly. Being able to maintain such a fervent mentality at this moment means that one's own strength is naturally strong.

"Qin's method only used a claw and a half, so why not tell you that the escape technique he just performed is called Demonic Light and Shadow. Have you ever heard of it?" Qin Fengming's thoughts flashed in his mind and he spoke slowly.

Although he won the fight just now, it definitely took a lot of effort.

The combined magical powers used by the two old men surnamed Chi were unspeakably powerful. If Qin Fengming's spiritual eyes were not able to sense when the other party was closer than ten feet away, and could see a hazy figure, he would not have been able to do so. Stalemate with the old man.

With the blessing of Lingqing's eyes, the several shadows that Fufeng's phantom body technique could create every time, and the rapid activation of the Sky-Splitting Dragon's fingerprints, he could always predict the enemy's lead and maintain a stalemate with the old man for a long time.

The attack of the old man surnamed Chi was absolutely dangerous and sharp. The dark red blade held by the two men was very strange. Not only was it strong and sharp, there was no fluctuation when it was running, making it impossible to detect. It seemed to be able to hide in the void.

The blade's fluctuations are not obvious, but it is extremely sharp. In addition, the two of them cooperate with each other skillfully and their movements are fast. Qin Fengming's wind phantom magical power creates several figures, and the opponent can easily test which one is the real body.

Of course, if Qin Fengming had not sensed the opponent's figure for the first time, he would not have fought with the opponent at close range, and he would have used his means to get rid of the opponent's entanglement long ago.

Seeing that the young man in front of him did not take action for a while, Qin Fengming was naturally willing to stand still with the other party for a while and quickly restore his own state.

After the battle just now, Qin Fengming single-handedly reversed the extremely unequal situation between the two sides.

Of those foreign monks who can still stand in the air, there are only eight left in this area, including Patriarch Jiao Wei and the three Mahayana.

If the young man in front of him hadn't taken action in time, Qin Fengming would have been able to capture and kill two or three more people and severely injure them.

In this battle, Qin Fengming captured and killed more than a dozen foreign monks, including two Mahayana monks. With such a record, even if he was wary of another Mahayana Master Nirvana, his heart would be pounding.

He thought in his mind that if he took action, it would be extremely difficult to capture and kill so many monks of the same level in one fell swoop. Even if he resorts to a Mahayana attack that has been unable to be used for several times, it is difficult to say that he can achieve such a result.

"Magic light and shadow? What kind of magical power is this? I have never heard of it. You must have never heard of a secret technique called Zefeng Huantian Technique. Next, you can know the power of this magical power."

The young man was not in a hurry, frowned slightly, and spoke slowly.

As he spoke these words, Qin Fengming's heart suddenly tightened. The red and blue sword in his hand was immediately clenched in front of his chest, ready for a fight.

Just as the young man finished speaking, a ball of brilliant light suddenly rolled out from his body. Like a group of colorful vortices suddenly appearing, the wind roared, instantly covering an area of ​​hundreds of feet in radius.

Qin Fengming's heart only had time to tense up as a brilliant ray of light enveloped his body.

Groups of colorful fluorescent lights swirled like smoke, or like thick pythons swinging and swimming in the air. The entire world around Qin Fengming was instantly obscured by the rapidly moving thick nests of colorful wind.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" In an instant, several sounds were not loud, but the sound that made Qin Fengming's expression suddenly tense suddenly sounded behind him.

As the sound suddenly started to sound, Qin Fengming's arm suddenly turned over, pointing in the direction behind him, and the long sword in his hand suddenly trembled and buzzed.

In an instant, colorful sword blades appeared out of thin air, suddenly covering the entire space behind Qin Fengming.

As soon as the colorful sword blades appeared, they immediately intertwined with the colorful smoke in the sky behind him, and the clanging sounds sounded like firecrackers exploding.

The terrifying vitality of heaven and earth surged, and the swelling swept over the scene in an instant.

"Hahaha... Junior, you are now trapped in my Ze Feng Huan Tian magical power. No matter how powerful you are, you can never leave even if you have many means. Let's see how long you can persist before you are finally killed by the wind fantasy blade. "

The colorful light swept across the world like a whirlwind, and a burst of laughter sounded in the colorful wind and mist sweeping across the sky.

With the roar of the wind and the colorful mist and fluorescent light sweeping across, Du Zhan and the female cultivator surnamed Cen, who quickly grabbed the injured monks from the surrounding mountains, quickly retreated back and returned to Master Nirvana.

Suddenly, he heard the words conveyed by the howling wind, and Du Zhan immediately called out urgently: "Senior Nie Mie, fellow Daoist Qin is afraid that he is in danger, so please help me."

Du Zhan's face showed anxiety, he was very worried about Qin Fengming's safety.

"How can a mere monk whose realm has declined greatly be able to threaten fellow Taoist Qin? Don't worry." Master Nirvana's eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice.

He had seen Qin Fengming fight several times, and had experienced even the most dangerous situations. What he saw in front of him did not believe that he could pose much of a threat to Qin Fengming.

In the distance, the three female cultivators who were confronting Patriarch Jiao Wei sensed the situation. None of the three expressions changed, and their eyes were still locked on Patriarch Jiao Wei.

Under the obstruction of the three female cultivators, Ancestor Jiao Wei looked calm, with his hands behind his back, looking calm and calm.

He glanced sideways at the place where Qin Fengming fought, as if waiting for the final outcome of the fight between the young man and Qin Fengming.

However, just when Du Zhan was worried about Qin Fengming's safety, not long after Master Jiannie finished speaking, an exclamation once again came from the howling wind in the sky: "It's impossible, how can you escape from the confinement of I'm Ze Feng Huantian?" .”

The voice was full of disbelief, as if the person calling had suddenly seen something impossible.

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