First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 87: Scarlet Moon Sword
“No wonder Cheng Wuyong was mistaken for a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old martial arts master. With such a spiritual body, he could not be measured by the realm of this worldly martial artist.”
At the same time, Su Yi realized that although the aura of this green jelly was powerful, it was only the cultivation base in the early stage of Qi Gathering Realm.
Of course, the power mastered by this spirit body is destined to far exceed the existence of the Qi Gathering Realm in this world!
Qing Jin’s appearance made the expressions of the middle-aged scribes and others a lot more solemn.
Immediately, the woman who had assassinated the purple-robed youth sneered and said, “Sixth Highness, do you think we have not considered the greatest threat around you in this operation?”
Speaking, she suddenly looked at the crowd who had long been hiding in the distance, and said, “Senior, please take action!”
Everyone looked at it subconsciously.
There was a commotion and panic in the crowd in the distance, and they all ducked.
Only a man in linen did not move.
His sideburns are slightly white, his skin is dark, and he is carrying a four-foot-long cloth bag.
When he noticed that everyone was looking at him, the man in linen frowned, sighed, and strode towards this side.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Every step he fell, the solid ground shook, and the momentum on his body climbed.
In the eyes of everyone, in a trance, the man in linen seemed to be transformed into a mountain, moving from the side, and the breath on his body was majestic and heavy, making it difficult to breathe.
“Master!”
Cheng Wuyong looked awkward.
They dined here just now, but they didn’t even notice that a martial arts master was here!
No, Mr. Su proposed to leave this place before, I am afraid that he has already seen that there is a similar trouble in the ninth floor.
He couldn’t help but look at Su Yi.
But I saw Su Yi’s expression was as dull as before.
At the same time, Su Yi’s voice sounded in Cheng Wuyong’s ears: “If you can’t avoid trouble later, you can just protect your young lady and Huang Qianjun.”
Cheng Wuyong was shocked, but the whole person relaxed a lot.
“Master!”
At this time, Yuan Luoxi, Huang Qianjun and other people present finally reacted, and they all turned pale, and their hands and feet became cold.
As soon as you enter the master, you will be like a dragon in the sky!
In the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty, only the power of the Grandmaster can be called a big clan!
In the nineteen cities of Yunhe County, there are only a handful of such existences as Grandmasters.
But now, a grandmaster just appeared on the ninth-floor high platform of the building ship and appeared in front of them.
“What a great job!”
The face of the purple-robed youth also changed, and his eyes were full of anger.
To actually send a grandmaster to assassinate himself, it shows the poison of the other party’s intentions and the absolute means!
“Knowing it would be like this.”
Qing Jin turned around and looked at the man in sackcloth like a blade.
There was a touch of disdain on her beautiful face, “The masters should be like the sun in the sky, bright and upright, with a tendency to look down on them, but you are timid, hide your head and hide your tail, until this time. Even though he has the cultivation base of a master, he is not worthy of the reputation of a master.”
The words are very domineering.
Everyone was moved.
The man in linen looked resolute, unmoving like a rock, and said indifferently: “The dragon has the ability to change and change, which can greatly disrupt the world, and the small can hide in the subtle, just like the masters in this world, naturally each has its own characteristics. Behaving in style, the girl is partial to the whole, how is it different from a blind eye.”
The night was dark, the atmosphere here became more and more tense, and the rain was about to come.
“Dragon? Oh, this is just a word of praise from the worldly warriors. If you also regard yourself as a dragon, it will be ridiculous.”
Qing Jin made no secret of her disdain, beautiful, stunning and powerful.
She threw the jug in her hand and landed firmly on a slip of paper, then raised her slender and pure white jade finger and wiped it on the turquoise jade bracelet on her left arm and wrist.
Following a flash of fire.
Chong! Clang!
The two knives chanted loudly.
In her hands, she already holds a pair of war knives.
The blade is like a waning moon, and the blade is filled with a faint flame of aura. It is held in the hand, as if holding two curved fire moons.
Scarlet Moon Swords!
“It’s not bad to cut off the master’s head and serve it with wine in such a night.”
In the languid magnetic voice, Qing Jin’s robe fluttered, and the graceful curvy figure exuded an astonishing momentum.
The Feiyue Double Knife in his hand buzzed and vibrated, clear and melodious.
Everyone suffocated, only to feel their skin tingling, their throats seemed to be resisted by a sharp edge, and it became difficult to breathe.
Cheng Wuyong, Zhang Duo and other experts in the Qi Gathering Realm suddenly tightened and felt an overwhelming pressure.
Suddenly, Qing Jin’s figure rushed forward, her hair flying.
Shhh!
Because the speed was too fast, her figure pulled out an afterimage, and she was still halfway there, and the two knives in her hands were intertwined, and they were suddenly cut out together.
At that moment, a pair of crimson crescent moons seemed to cut through the night, with dazzling light and shadow, falling into the mortal world with illusory light.
Scarlet rainbow!
The secret skills of the top grade of the earth have been tempered by Qing Jin to the level of perfection. Once it is used, the profound meaning is fully revealed.
The linen man’s pupils narrowed slightly, and he stretched out his hand and pulled it behind his back.
The four-foot cloth bag on his back burst, and a four-foot-long black halberd appeared in his hand.
Clang! ! !
The crashing sound resounded like tearing eardrums, piercing gold and cracking stones.
The figure of the man in linen retreated a few steps, and then he stabilized the figure. His blood was churning, and the black short halberd in his hand was buzzing and shaking.
Look at Qing Jin again, holding a pair of knives in her hands. She has a splendid figure and a sword-like aura, especially her pair of beautiful eyes, which are as intimidating as blades.
So strong!
Everyone was shocked by this scene.
A martial arts master was forced back in one hit!
When she doesn’t do anything, Tsing Jin is absolutely gorgeous and refined, like a big Tsing Yi on the stage, full of style and aura.
And once they do it, they are so fierce and domineering, and their power is like a rainbow, which makes many men present feel ashamed and sigh.
“This sister is amazing!”
Yuan Luoxi’s eyes lit up and she cried out excitedly.
Chong!
Qing Jin did not stop attacking. During the battle, she had a chilling aura all over her body. The crimson double swords in her hands transformed into the phantom of the fiery red and waning moon in the sky.
It’s not just fierce, it’s just like fire!
Clang! clang! clang! clang!
The dense collision of blades and halberds sounded like drums, echoing in the night, causing people’s blood to churn and their eardrums tingling.
In the battlefield, the sword lights crisscrossed like fire, and Qing Jin’s figure was like a lightning bolt, illusory and fierce.
The man in linen was knocked back several times in a row.
But he is also extremely terrifying, condensed like a mountain, and his momentum is like a rock, despite the stormy attack and slashing, but he was never really injured.
Suddenly, cold electricity flashed in his eyes, and his breath was like thunder, “It is indeed terrifying to have such combat power in the Qi Gathering Realm, but unfortunately, the Grandmaster is not something you can provoke!”
Boom!
He stomped on the soles of his feet, and his power skyrocketed, and he slammed the black short halberd in his hand.
At that moment, it was like waving a black thunderbolt!
Bang!
The figures are staggered, and Qing Jin’s figure stagnated in the void, and then flew out.
I was shocked by this blow!
The audience was silent and silent.
Cheng Wuyong, Zhang Duo and others all changed their faces, this…this is the power of a master!
On the other hand, the middle-aged scribes and the others were all relieved.
Qing Jin’s attack was too strong just now, and they were so frightened that they were almost breathless.
Fortunately, the situation has now begun to reverse!
“Hmph, you seem to be just like that, time is precious, I’ll kill you now!”
Qing Jin’s eyes flashed with murderous intent.
The figure flashed.
She rushed out again with the knife in hand.
However, there is a haze of light and shadow emerging from his body, as bright as the rising sun, especially bright in this night.
And her aura became like a cloud of water.
“The true meaning of the haze in the bloodline is her trump card for daring to challenge the furnace-raising realm.” Su Yi nodded secretly, expecting this.
Just, don’t those enemies on the opposite side have other cards?
After all, this is a matter of assassinating a prince, and judging from the opponent’s posture, it is obvious that it has been planned for a long time. Apart from dispatching a martial arts master, I am afraid there are other means.
Clang!
When Su Yi thought about it, the battle broke out on the field.
After displaying the true meaning of the innate power of the haze, Qing Jin’s power was obviously stronger by a large margin. When fighting against the man in linen, he could not only fight against the court, but also faintly gained the upper hand.
This draws everyone’s hearts and minds.
Just a moment—
A trace of blood dripped from the linen man’s lips.
This scene shocked everyone. A martial arts master was actually injured in the fight!
Unexpectedly, the man in linen didn’t show any signs of shock and anger. Instead, he let out a long sigh and said, “Forget it, since I agreed to participate in this operation, why should I spare my life.”
In his wistful voice, his aura burst into boiling water, as if the vast ocean had set off a raging wave, and a destructive aura spread throughout the audience.
“Forbidden art at the cost of one’s own life?”
Qing Jin frowned, her pretty face showing a dignified look, she attacked with all her strength, and her crimson swords fell from the sky like a pair of falling meteors.
Clang! ! !
But this time, in the shocking sound of the collision, her slender and proud figure was actually shocked and staggered and flew out, her pretty face turning pale.
A pair of beautiful eyes showed incredible color.
I saw that the man in linen was burning like an endless flame, holding a black short halberd, with a monstrous killing intent, jumped to kill Qing Jin.
Like a god!
Boom!
He waved the black short halberd, and the sharp edge pointed at it, like a thunderbolt.
Bang!
His figure was shaken out again, his lips coughed up blood, his beautiful face turned pale, and a rare look of anger appeared between his brows.
The purple-robed man and Yuan Luoxi all felt chills in their hearts and completely discolored.
The middle-aged scribes, on the other hand, showed murderous intent and were ready to move, planning to take the opportunity to capture the biggest prey of the night.
“It’s worth it for you to die with me!”
In the battlefield, the man in linen said indifferently and attacked again.
Boom!
The black short halberd was raised, and it slashed down with the endless torrent of Gangsha.
You can’t avoid it.
This attack seems simple, but in fact it covers all directions, like a net of heaven and earth, there is no way to avoid it, only hard shaking.
At this moment, the corners of her lips could not help revealing a hint of bitterness, and she still underestimated the terribleness of the master…
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ps: Hmm…let’s see if I can write another chapter before 9pm.
Looking at my hard-working and sincere eyes, won’t my conscience hurt if I don’t vote for the monthly vote?