The Sword Dynasty - 859. Chapter 858

From the beginning of the Lushan League to the present, this period is the same as those years when the Bashan Sword Field rose. It is the most turbulent era.

In these few short years, this generation of talented young practitioners has undergone great changes.

From Baiyang Cave to Xianfuzong, Zhang Yi has actually become the master of the Xianfuzong. However, no matter when he served Xue Wangxu in the back lanes of Changling, or now, he is the same humble, just like the sword in his hand. , Unpretentious.

The unpretentious rock is the most determined.

This natal sword is extremely compatible with his own aura, and now it is just holding it like this, in Su Qin’s perception, there is a rock that does not move between the sky and the earth.

The breath of holding a sword is enough to show that Zhang Yi is not what he used to be.

However, this does not allow Su Qin to change his views.

“Waste is waste.”

Su Qin looked at Zhang Yi holding the sword indifferently, “In this life you will either hide behind Xue Wangxu, or hide behind Ding Ning. Everything about you is nothing but a gift from others. People like you, even the real Have never experienced the battle.”

Zhang Yi became more and more angry.

In his view, propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame are the most natural rules in this world. The most important purpose of practice is to help others and punish the strong and weak, not to bully the weak. But now he didn’t want to say a word to Su Qinduo.

To say it, let’s talk about it after winning.

So in the face of Su Qin’s ridicule, he just slightly darkened his face, raised his sword across his chest, and slightly nodded.

Su Qin sneered.

A black qi came out from his sea of qi, like a black belt, around his waist, gradually expanding.

The flow of this black air seemed very calm, but in the air around him, a cold wind started to whistle.

A cold light flashed in Su Qin’s eyes.

There was a muffled sound.

There was a sudden wave of air in the air between the two.

The battle began instantly.

A dangerous Qi machine came oncoming, and Zhang Yi took the sword without hesitation.

A seemingly awkward sword light was generated in front of his body, but it brought a strong sense of meaning.

The violent vitality was called from the heavens and the earth, but before him there was a sudden calm, just a sharp contraction.

In front of him, there are countless more stone steps, overlapping and overlapping, blocking in front of him.

The black energy surrounding Su Qin’s waist had disappeared.

Instead, countless throbbing black flames gushing from the ground.

Scarlet sparks fluttered among these black flames, impacting on these invisible stone steps just formed.

A loud noise rang in this courtyard.

All the trees and flowers in the yard, including the rockery, were all shaken into powder.

Zhang Yi snorted and shook back several feet.

Su Qin frowned slightly.

What surprised him was that Zhang Yi’s intention was ahead of him.

Zhang Yi obviously didn’t rush to shoot, but he seemed to foresee what power he would generate with this blow. This sword seemed to be offensive and defensive, completely blocking his way.

But he still couldn’t afford Zhang Yi, including this round of confrontation, and his power still had the absolute upper hand.

What’s more, this is just his most common tentative method.

Such a trick comes from the inheritance of the Qisi people, and using Su Qin’s cultivation base to perform such a trick is far from the Qisi people.

However, just such a blow can shake Zhang Yi back. For the entire world of practitioners now, the power Zhang Yi has shown is really nothing.

Su Qin did not take a step back.

His crippled hand moved slightly.

Countless twisted air currents spiraled out from his fingers, bringing up countless scarlet charms in his sleeve.

Each of these runes is made of a very thin piece of bone, but the runes on it seem to be drawn with several kinds of blood.

At this moment, hundreds of such bone charms instantly filled the sky in this courtyard in a turbulent manner, like falling leaves dancing in countless violent winds.

The moment every talisman fell, it burned violently.

Between the blood-red runes, a cold dark fire was burning, exuding a terrible smell of decay.

This is an instant deflagration.

The bone charms disappeared instantly, but the blood-red Underfire turned into the shape of moths.

As if they were alive, these dark fire moths each followed a strange path in the air and fell towards Zhang Yi.

This is the unique talisman that Su Qin realized in the practice of Immortal Fuzong, but it also combines the techniques he obtained on the witch god head, as well as the yin gods and ghosts of the Qisi people.

So when these blood-red dark fire moths formed and were flying all over the sky, Su Qin’s brows loosened and his face was full of pride.

This is his pride.

Zhang Yi has practiced in Xianfuzong for a long time, much longer than him.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Yi practiced hard and never gave up.

But he is the same.

He knew that in this small town, just outside this courtyard, there must be many practitioners watching this battle.

He just wanted to tell these bystanders that even if it wasn’t a special adventure, he could do better than Zhang Yi.

When these underworld fires ignited, countless qi and blood in his body seemed to be ignited.

This feeling was very good, and at the same time it reminded him that he was already looking forward to it and eager to have such a battle with Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi couldn’t breathe instantly.

These underworld fires burned up all the air in the world around him, and exuded a highly toxic aura. This aura even had a strong corrosive effect on the true essence. It seemed that in addition to the vitality of the ghosts and ghosts, it also carried The power of the stars beyond this world.

His chest and lungs began to swell violently.

In the next instant, because the air pressure inside and outside the body is not equal, his chest and lungs seem to burst suddenly.

Without the slightest hesitation, he also stretched out his left hand.

This is just Zhang Yi’s own feeling. In fact, in Su Qin’s perception, his shot is still very fast this time, and it is still almost the same speed as Su Qin’s cast of those bone charms.

A purple light appeared in his left hand.

The Zhenyuan that was already bulging out in his sea of anger was sharply compressed in his palm.

He just shook his palm slightly, and the slight change in his palm allowed the palm prints on his palm to naturally form a unique rune.

There was a boom.

A force exploded in his left palm.

This is also a sign.

Countless bright purple light radiated from his left palm.

There is no impact.

It just freezes.

All the blood-red Underfire moths flying towards him were all set in the air.

This is a definite sign.

It is the most important true amulet of Xianfuzong, and it is also the true amulet passed down to the masters of the past dynasties.

Before leaving Zhongshuhou’s Mansion with Li Dingning, the Sect Master of Xian Fuzong handed this Sect Master True Talisman to his hands.

Su Qin’s face was slightly stiff, and his brows wrinkled deeply.

All blood-red underworld moths stay in the air, only burning in place, like a series of weird floating candlelights.