National Cultivation

Chapter 77

Han Qing's control of the Frost Sword gradually became a bit powerless. After all, Luo Yiyi was at the Bigu stage, and he was a little out of breath under the pressure. If this continued, his spiritual power would be exhausted. He could no longer be passive, and should take the initiative to attack!

However, I couldn't find a chance.

The combination of yin and yang swords, the two short swords hit him so hard that he could only parry, and it was difficult to attack again.

Luo Yiyi's complexion was even uglier, why!Why!Her strength is actually only to suppress her opponents out of breath?And she couldn't find Han Qing's flaw at all, the flying sword couldn't get close to her, so she could only stick to the Frost Sword in mid-air, even so, Han Qing has survived until now, and his spiritual power has not been exhausted!

She retracted the yin and yang swords and smiled sweetly: "Your spiritual power is stronger than I imagined."

Han Qing finally had time to catch his breath. Although he felt tired, he didn't consume much spiritual power. He knew his bottom line better than anyone else, especially now, the little one was sending him spiritual power in the space, and no one noticed. No one knew that he was constantly recovering blood.

Little boy, you cheated like this.

Han Qing said in his heart.

The little one pretended not to hear.

Luo Yiyi combined the two swords again, and the Yin-Yang pattern emitted a faint light, Han Qing's eyelids jumped, Luo Yiyi planned to burst out the energy gathered by the Yin-Yang swords in one go!Han Qing wanted to hide, but Luo Yiyi flew out a piece of silk from his sleeve and wrapped Han Qing's foot.

Luo Yiyi's smile became more and more charming: "Why are you running away?"

She said coquettishly.Han Qing cursed inwardly, a Tai Chi Bagua Yin-Yang diagram rose from under his feet, and his whole body was entangled on the ground.

With a flick of Luo Yiyi's swords, a huge beam of light swept towards Han Qing with the momentum of sweeping away thousands of troops. Han Qing quickly blocked the Frost Sword in front and exerted all his spiritual power to block it!

click-

Depend on!

Han Qing swears sincerely, Frost Sword, cracked...

He is sorry for Xuan Ming!

Han fell to the ground, Frost Sword blocked most of the attacks, and the remaining half of the attacks were eaten by him, causing indistinct injuries.But he didn't have time to feel sorry for his injury, he felt sorry for Frost Sword, it was cracked, what should we do?How should he explain to Xuan Ming?

Luo Yiyi let out a breath, not knowing whether the people on the ground were dead or alive.Ordinary people are already dead.

She was merciless, she was lucky to be alive, and unlucky to be dead.

Han Qing slowly got up.

"..." Luo Yiyi was speechless.

Han poured out a mouthful of blood, his viscera were in a heart-rending pain, and the wound was torn when he moved. He looked down and saw a bloody mouth on his chest, and his snow-white clothes were stained red.

"Your life is tough, you still want to fight if you are injured like this?" Luo Yiyi said, "Admit defeat, I won't laugh at you."

"Can you... give me... some time to heal?" Han Qing asked weakly.

Luo Yiyi regained control of the sword: "Impossible."

Throwing the two yin and yang swords again, Han Qing quickly took out the keel from his sleeve, and the yin and yang swords went straight into the keel, Han Qing smiled and said, "I confiscated your two swords."

Luo Yiyi looked at the strange keel, but didn't care. Seeing that the first strike failed, she summoned the Yin and Yang swords and tried the second strike.

but……

She winked for a long time and tried her best, but the yin and yang swords were stuck in the keel and could not be pulled out!

How can it be!

The yin and yang swords have long been connected with her, but now why don't the yin and yang swords listen to her?No matter how you summon it, it won't come out!

Han Qing looked at Luo Yiyi in vain with satisfaction: "I told you, I confiscated the yin and yang swords."

Luo Yiyi became furious: "Asshole! I'll kill you!"

Her five fingers turned into claws, and she slid towards Han Qing in an instant. With quick eyes and quick hands, Han Qing blocked her attack.

Frozen ice and snow!

Different from the usual high-profile snowflakes floating all over the sky, this time the ice and snow frost was particularly low-key, injecting all the power under Han Qing's fingertips, and only freezing Luo Yiyi's arm.

Luo Yiyi stared, her beautiful face was distorted by anger at this moment: "Small tricks!"

A cloud of purple mist rose from her left hand, so close, Han Qing couldn't escape at all!

wipe!

In an instant, his bones became sore and limp, and they actually started to melt slowly!

This is not spirit devouring, this is...

"Bone bite, how does it taste?" Luo Yiyi whispered in his ear.

Han Qing smiled and said nothing.

Among the Five Elements and Four Elephants Jue, he practiced the Ice and Snow Congealing Frost most smoothly. He also practiced other immortal arts, but he hadn't had a chance to practice them yet.

The wood-attribute fairy art Deadwood Spring is a healing fairy art. When I found it, I was very happy, especially now, the bone corrosion can be healed immediately with Deadwood Spring!

Han Qing smiled.

Luo Yiyi looked at him strangely, this person can still laugh?Those who were hit by her Bone Eater were all in pain, rolling on the ground, wishing they could die.But he can still laugh.

Withered Tree Fengchun easily dispelled the Bone Eater.Whispered in Luo Yiyi's ear: "Touch my belt."

Luo Yiyi trembled: "Why should I touch your belt? Is it fraudulent?"

Han Qing shook his head, pretending to be weak and said: "I'm about to die, it hurts so much... I have a jade pendant in my belt, it is a portable space, it contains all my property, you help me give it to Xuanming."

Luo Yiyi: "You're about to die and you still admit defeat?"

Han Qing said: "I promised Luo Lin that I would rather die than surrender."

In the auditorium, everyone present could hear the conversation between the two at Stonehenge. When Luo Lin heard this, her face twisted: "I never heard you promise!"

He knew that Han Qing was badly injured by the yin and yang swords, and he didn't hope that he could create any miracles at this time. If he simply surrendered, he wouldn't blame him, but he would rather die than surrender? !

The head of Shushan snorted coldly: "It's really worthy of being a disciple taught by the head of Kunlun, who is cold-blooded and ruthless!"

Xuan Ming remained silent all the time. Although Han Qing said that he was dying, he didn't look like it. Based on his understanding of Han Qing, if he was really dying, he would not continue to work hard.He waited and watched for the time being. If Han Qing really reached his limit, he would definitely pull him off the ring.

Luo Yiyi was a little moved when he heard that, this is a great opportunity to get close to the young hero in white: "Do you have a belt?"

Han Qing nodded.

Luo Yiyi raised her proud head and touched his belt.

Han Qing closed his eyes: "Can you see clearly, don't touch?"

Luo Yiyi had no choice but to lower her head, see the position of his belt clearly, and poked it up.

Strangely, as soon as she touched his belt, her hand seemed to enter an empty space.Suddenly, her complexion changed suddenly, and she jumped up: "Han Qing, you!!!!"

Han Qing bent down and laughed loudly: "I'm dead, of course I'll take you to be buried with me!"

His invisible belt is invisible to ordinary people, even if he touches it, it will trigger the mechanism, and he will be injured by the hidden weapon in the invisible belt!

Luo Yiyi looked at her palm, and her whole body became limp and weak.

Everyone in the audience didn't know what was going on.

Han Qing was also very surprised, he thought it was an ordinary hidden weapon, with a bit of poison at most, but he didn't expect that hidden weapon to have such power, it actually made Luo Yiyi fall to the ground in an instant at the Bigu stage, his face turned black, and his lips turned purple!

The head of Emei stood up at once: "Peach Blossom Needle with Jade Face!"

The head of Emei has always been dignified and reserved, this is the first time he lost his composure, "Why did she hit our Emei's Jade Face Peach Blossom Needle?"

Han Qing looked innocent: "I don't know."

The head of Shushan: "Are you cheating just now? Take the opportunity to poison your opponent? This...even if you win, it's disgraceful, young man."

Han Qing explained: "I don't know what kind of needle that is, and I don't know what kind of needle is so powerful."

The head of Emei shouted sharply: "Where did your jade-faced peach blossom needles come from?"

Han Qing was displeased with her aggressive attitude, and said, "My parents left it to me."

The head of Emei choked on one sentence, she looked at Han Qing carefully, and suddenly realized: "At first I thought it was just a coincidence that you looked exactly like Zixia, but it turns out...it's not a coincidence, but because you are... You are... the orphan left by Master Zixia in this world."

Han tilted the black line.

The head of Emei said: "The jade-faced peach blossom needle is Zixia's unique hidden weapon. Those who are poisoned will die of spiritual exhaustion." After finishing speaking, she looked at Luo Yiyi, "You should save her first."

Han Qing held his wound and stood up. In fact, his injury is almost healed, but if he is alive and kicking now, he might be blamed by everyone.

Han Qing smiled weakly: "I am dying myself, how can I save her?"

Xuan Mingfei stepped onto the stage and supported the crumbling Han Qing, who fell into his arms: "My legacy is in my belt, feel it..."

Xuan Ming: "...I don't want to be poisoned."

He supported Han Qing, and said to Elder Lingxiao, "I'll take him back first."

The head of Emei said: "Only Daoist Zixia has the antidote for the jade-faced peach blossom needle. She should have left the antidote for you."

There were many medicine bottles in the space, but Han Qing didn't recognize them, so he fell into Xuanming's arms and pretended to be dead.

Xuan Ming took him away without saying a word.

Elder Lingxiao said, "Is there any other way besides the antidote?"

The head of Emei took out a bottle of elixir: "This medicine can last for three days."

Elder Lingxiao took it and thanked him: "The head of Emei is still a bodhisattva with a heart of compassion."

Sitting on the side, the Demon Lord, who had never found a sense of existence, asked the head of Emei: "Is that child just now the orphan of Master Zixia?"

The head of Emei frowned slightly: "It's probably true, they look exactly alike, and there are jade-faced peach blossom needles."

The demon master asked: "But Master Zixia has passed away for a hundred years, and that child is only twenty."

The head of Emei wakes up like a dream: "That's right! Could it be that he is the descendant of Master Zixia?"

The devil smiled meaningfully: "The offspring can still look so similar, the genetics are really powerful."

The head of Emei said sadly: "Since he is the descendant of Master Zixia, he should join my Emei Sect."

The head of Shushan snorted coldly: "When he comes back to life, you will work hard to let him recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors."

The head of Emei nodded: "It makes sense."

Luo Lin said embarrassingly, "He was born as a Kunlun native and died as a Kunlun ghost, don't even think about it."