[Chapter 1343 Prodigal Son]
As soon as Song Yan and Qingping County Master started, they attracted the attention of experts from all walks of life.
Originally, everyone thought that Song Yan should have no resistance in front of the Qingping County Master. After all, the Qingping County Master was a master in the early days of tribulation, and he was also the most powerful sword immortal.
But things were beyond everyone’s surprise. Although Song Yan was defeated by Qingping County Master, he was not as resistant as everyone imagined.
Especially when Song Yan displayed the swordsmanship of “Destroying Immortals”, it shocked everyone and almost dropped their jaws.
On the spot, a calamity master expert commented: “This type of swordsmanship can kill the early stage of tribulation!”
Hearing the comments of this calamity master, many people took a deep breath, especially Bei Gong Shang, who was mad with jealousy, while Nangong Yue Dongfang Yubai and other dudes were stunned.
It’s a pity that Song Yan escaped directly from the imperial capital after using that style of swordsmanship.
How can you miss such a peerless battle.
Therefore, everyone chased after them, and finally came to the bank of the big river.
When their Qingping County Master slashed the river with a sword, even the middle-stage tribulation-crossing who had commented on Song Yan’s sword before thought that he could not use such a powerful sword.
Just when everyone thought that Song Yan would die by that terrifying sword, they heard that Qingping County Master threatened Song Yan against Dajiang.
What made them even more dumbfounded was that Song Yan really appeared.
Then launched a Jedi counterattack, injuring the Qingping County Lord.
Seeing this scene, countless people don’t understand, then Song Yan is obviously only a distracted late stage, why is he so powerful?
It seems that the original black and white swordsmen were not so strong, right?
Beigong Shang, who had also witnessed this scene with his own eyes, had already made a secret decision. If Song Yan was still alive this time, he would definitely not provoke this pervert again.
It was horrible.
But everyone didn’t find it, not even the masters of tribulation. There are still six figures standing in the Gangfeng layer at an altitude of tens of thousands of miles. If Song Yan sees these six figures, he will definitely recognize them. The six elders of the Phoenix vein.
“Brother Jiutian, this time you have accepted a good disciple for our Huangmai!” Linghu Menghua said with a smile looking at the battle below.
Jun Jiutian nodded in agreement: “It’s good, it’s good, but I love making trouble too much.”
Zhou Qingyang said in disapproval: “A genius, he will always be different from ordinary people. What’s more, this kid is simply a monster. With distraction, there is absolutely no one before and no one to come!”
“Have you noticed, this little guy’s swordsmanship, body refining, and the wind-inducing technique are all extraordinary, at least comparable to the inheritance secret techniques of our Phoenix veins!” Xueyangzi suddenly spoke, his eyes faintly revealed With a fright.
“If he can dedicate these three secret techniques to the Heavenly Sect, it must be a huge benefit to us!” Lonely Wuya said with flickering eyes.
“I said loneliness is boundless, you are someone who has lived for tens of thousands of years, and you are embarrassed to grab something from a little guy?” Jun Jiutian suddenly spoke, with a bit of ridicule in his tone.
Hearing this, Lonely Wuya said angrily, “I’m also thinking about the teaching of heaven!”
“Tianjiao is not inferior to those secret techniques!” Jun Jiutian said again.
“Humph!”
Lonely Wuya let out a cold snort and stopped talking, but the thought in his heart became more and more powerful.
Naturally, Song Yan did not know the conversation at an altitude of tens of thousands of miles.
At this moment, he is concentrating on the answer, wanting to see what kind of tricks Qingping County Master will use?
Now, he can use the magic of the world for at least a quarter and a half, so he did not attack first.
The next moment, the Qingping County Lord gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then raised the long sword in his hand.
hum!
The sound of a cold sword sound came out, and then, a hundred miles around the Qingping County Lord suddenly turned into a world of ice and snow, the ground froze, and a light blue that was twice the size of ordinary snowflakes floated between the sky and the earth. Snowflake.
These light blue snowflakes are very strange. They can ignore the energy shield on his body and directly penetrate the energy shield and fall on his body and then melt.
As the snowflakes melted, Song Yan felt his whole body stiffen. This stiffness not only came from his body, but also from his soul.
Seeing this scene, Linghu Menghua said with a solemn expression in the sky tens of thousands of miles high, “This is the “Ice Soul Snow Sword” written by that old woman Xue Yao. After seeing Princess Qingping, it seems that she really attaches great importance to this closed disciple!”
“not good!!”
As more and more light blue snowflakes melted on Song Yan’s body, he let out a secret cry and was about to move it away.
But just as he moved, he found that the void in a radius of 100 miles was blocked.
“Humph!”
He snorted coldly, and the Blood Emperor’s wings behind him incited with the Divine Wind Art.
Five hundred miles in one go!
Finally out of that damn place.
But in the next moment, the Qingping County Lord stepped forward and turned the area of 100 miles into ice and snow again.
“You can’t escape!” Qingping County Master looked at Song Yan with extremely cold eyes.
Hearing the words of the Qingping County Master, Song Yan became angry and sneered: “Since he can’t escape, then the young master will break him!”
The next moment, his expression became extremely solemn.
At the same time, the spiritual power in the sea of consciousness revolved according to some mysterious trajectory, and suddenly, with his body as the center, a specious sword intent permeated.
As the sword intent spread, those falling light blue snowflakes could no longer approach Song Yan’s body.
“Broken Soul!!”
Song Yan softly spit out two words, and then his whole temperament changed, merging with the mysterious sword intent.
“cut!”
Song Yan swung his sword.
It was an ordinary swing of the sword, but as the Qing Jiao Sword was cut out, the Qingping County Lord’s expression changed.
She took a deep breath and swung out the spirit sword in her hand.
“Buzz!”
The two swords did not collide, but there were two invisible forces battling each other.
“Wow!”
“Wow!”
The next moment, Song Yan and Qingping County Master spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and their faces became tired.
“What happened to them?”
In the crowd watching the battle, a fit cultivator asked inexplicably.
“If the old man is not mistaken, the two of them attacked each other’s souls with mysterious swordsmanship!” The middle stage of the calamity said with an extremely horrified expression.
“Attack the soul?”
Hearing this, everyone turned pale.
The soul is the root of a cultivator, hidden under the primordial spirit of the flesh.
“Is there really a secret method to directly attack the soul in this world?” Another cultivator asked.
“Yes!” The middle stage of the transcendence tribulation nodded very solemnly: “This kind of secret technique is extremely terrifying, it is unpredictable, and there is no way to defend!”
at this time!
“Wow!”
Song Yan and Qingping County Lord vomited blood again, their expressions became even more tired, and their breaths quickly weakened, but neither of them planned to stop.
Thousands of miles in the sky.
“Do you want to stop and fight again, they will lose both!” Linghu Menghua looked at Jun Jiutian and asked.
“No hurry, look again!” Jun Jiutian waved his hand.
At this moment, a jade bottle suddenly appeared beside Song Yan.
“Crack!”
The jade bottle shattered, and hundreds of crystal clear medicinal pills flew towards his mouth. He opened his mouth without hesitation and swallowed the hundred medicinal pills. His cheeks were magically rosy.
Seeing this scene, the six elders of Huangmai who were tens of thousands of miles in the sky couldn’t help showing shock and surprise.
Immediately, Xue Yangzi couldn’t help but scolded: “Prodigal son, why is this kid so prodigal, that’s a hundred cold spirit pills!”
