Da Qin: Integrating Zhongli’s template to create the Immortal Qin Empire

"If it is empty and condensed, it can be sent and received freely, the sword intent of Ying Yan is the realm of emptiness, not the prototype of sword intent, bastard Xu Fu, I have to pick your skin. "

Gu Lingfeng ignored his image and scolded.

The cultivation realm is high and low, and the sword intent is also strong and weak, and the prototype of the sword intent is the weakest level.

Xu Fu originally had a limited vision, and after the confession, Gu Lingfeng thought that Ying Yan had just comprehended the worst prototype of sword intent, but he didn't expect it to be a complete ~ Ruo Void Realm Sword Intent.

The gap between the rudimentary form of sword intent and the power of the Void Realm is not a star.

Thinking of this, Gu Lingfeng's expression was solemn, and he urged:

"Zhu He, you go, stop this battle, Ying Yan must not be fine. "

"Yes!"

Zhu He received the order.

Not only the sect master, but he also didn't perceive Ying Yan's sword intent.

After all, the opponent who won Yan before didn't give him a chance to use his full sword intent.

Moreover, they didn't believe that the sword intent of the Void Realm would appear in an eighteen-year-old boy.

"Damn!"

Looking at Ying Yan with sharp eyes, Ouyang Xing's face was extremely ugly, the strength he had, Ying Yan was stronger, and even the most proud sword intent was crushed fiercely.

"Senior nephew Ouyang, the sect master has an order, this battle ends here. "

The crested crane appears from far away.

"Bastard!"

Ouyang Xing was jealous and hateful, Gu Lingfeng had said before that he would not interfere in the battle of life and death, but now he did not hesitate to slap himself in the face, and he also wanted to break the rules, not for him, but for winning words, which made his arrogant heart unacceptable.

Ouyang Xing's eyes were cold, the blood-colored long sword fell into his hand, swept around in front of him, floating with a cash-red mark, and a golden giant tiger walked out of the mark, looking up to the sky and roaring.

"The sword light transforms, the tiger roars with a god, what kind of sword trick is this, there are actually two means of attack: metal and sound. "

The roar of the tiger was extremely piercing and surprising.

"Presumptuous, you dare not listen to the words of the sect master, and don't stop!"

Zhu He's face turned cold, and his figure accelerated.

"Golden Tiger Sword Technique, Tiger Shines Heaven and Earth!"

Ouyang Xing stabbed out a sword, the sharp metallic sword rays, blooming brilliantly under the sword intent, the golden giant tiger suddenly became three times larger, the huge tiger's mouth opened, surging down, and the sky was filled with deafening tiger roaring sword sounds.

Before the blood-colored giant sword arrived, the terrifying tiger roar oppressed everything, and countless tiny cracks were born on the ground of the sword cloud platform, constantly falling, sinking, and rolling in smoke and dust.

Ying Yan looked at the golden giant tiger fearlessly, and on the remnant sword, wisps of silver brilliance converged from all directions, faster and faster, and finally turned into a little scorching light.

Driven by the sword intent, the compressed extreme sword qi filled the space, which was extremely illusory, like a dream.

As the remnant sword was raised, the scorching light flashed away, and thousands of sword qi poured out like a, impacting the golden giant tiger, and the golden sword rays peeled off layer by layer.

Under the impact of two terrifying breaths, the sky was bright, and the gold and silver wave marks visible to the naked eye spread in all directions, and everywhere they went, the clouds shattered, and the space shook, as if the end had come.

Finally, the light dissipated, and the two figures were in the heavens and the earth, still maintaining the posture of drawing their swords.

In the distance, the crowd stood on tiptoe, their breathing paused, and the power of the sword technique used by these two people was far beyond comprehension.

"What kind of sword trick is this!"

Ouyang Xing looked at Ying Yan and let out a hoarse voice.

Ying Yan said lightly, and with a single move, the weeping blood sword in Ouyang Xing's hand flew out of the air, and the blood sword returned to the sheath, chic and neat.

"Awesome. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Ouyang Xing grinned, revealing a miserable smile, and then his eyes dimmed.

A wisp of wind blew, his body gradually weakened, and blood rain fell all over the sky.

"Ouyang Xing, dead!"

The crowd's already numb heart slammed into the heart.

Ouyang Xing, a kendo genius, the first on the black list, and countless honors, was completely defeated and even lost his life.

They had thought of countless endings, but never this one.

Not only the inner disciples, but even those calm elders, opened their mouths one by one.

Cultivation talent, martial arts talent, and the power of thought, as long as ordinary people master one of them, they can be called geniuses and be proud of the sect, and winning words master three kinds, and it is not an exaggeration to describe them as demons.

"Xing'er!"

A scream interrupted the crowd's thoughts.

"Little brute, you dare to kill my apprentice. "

Jin Meifeng's eyes were about to split, and she quickly swept from afar, sending out waves of white qi.

Zhu He's face changed, his palms swept in front of him, and a green waterfall fell from the sky, blocking the waves of qi.

"Presumptuous!"

Gu Lingfeng snorted, staring at Jin Meifeng with cold eyes: "Jin Meifeng, get back for me." "

At this moment, Gu Lingfeng understood why Liu Ruoyan valued Ying Yan so much.

Even if the Ling family elder came over in person, Gu Lingfeng would not let Ying Yan be hurt in the slightest. Because he saw the hope of the rise of the sect from Ying Yan.

"Sect Master, my disciple is dead. "

Jin Meifeng's eyes were red, revealing a hint of anger.

"Otherwise, you will be the sect master. "

Gu Lingfeng's eyes were like ice, and his voice was cold to the bone.

"Sect Master. Calm his anger, Jin would never dare. "

Jin Meifeng's heart trembled, but the eyes that looked at Ying Yan were still full of poisonous resentment.

"Remember, this is a battle of life and death, life and death have their own destiny, Ouyang Xing's death is his own fault, and no one can retaliate. If you dare to act recklessly, don't blame me for not remembering the old feelings. "

Gu Lingfeng snorted indifferently.