Chapter 17 Cold Drill Riverside

(The second update is around 10 o'clock, woo... The body is so uncomfortable, collect it, everyone)

The finger is a sword, and sword skills can also be practiced.

Zhang Yanxin is careless, devoted to his whole body, and his mind is attached to his right index finger, and he carefully savors the trajectory formed by his fingers.

The twelve small styles of killing fire all pay attention to a cruel word. To be fierce, the move must be fierce. At the same time, the power of Zhenyuan is compressed in one finger, and the concentrated power can burst suddenly in the tricky attack route.

Zhang Yan is now in the middle of Jindan. The power of Zhenyuan is magnificent, and the fire power formed by the method of magic conversion is not inferior to pure fire attributes. He danced with his fingers, like a hundred flowers, with elegant rhythm, skillful and wonderful. The twelve small fire-style series together, gradually stirred the air around him, and from time to time burst out a muffled sound.

Ma Chong's mouth grinned to the root of his ears, and his eyes were all incredible. The fire was practiced by Zhang Yan with his fingers, and his power was controlled within a foot, but Ma Chong still felt a horrible breath rushing and roaring in it, which was only a certain degree of Zhenyuan's thick power to form.

One force drops ten sessions!

Ma Chong knew that even if he had realized his own swordsmanship, he would still be crushed to death by Zhang Yan, who had just stepped into the door of sword skills. What's more, looking at everything in front of him, Zhang Yan had begun to master the way of sword skills. If he followed this speed of development, he realized the sword I'm afraid it won't take much time!

This guy is simply a freak!

Ma Chong was completely shocked by Zhang Yan's performance, and there was only one thought in his heart.

Is Zhang Yan really a rare swordsman in a thousand years?

"Lord Gu, there is the cold drill river ahead, and the cold drill river is the abandoned place where scattered cultivation gather." A middle-aged man in black pointed to the river under his feet and said respectfully to the young man beside him.

"Is it really an abandoned place? Humph, if I can take it back, why am I afraid of his thick sword city..." The young man muttered to himself, and the light in his eyes flashed away. He was tall, handsome, and had a pair of peach blossom eyes, which looked a little feminine. His name was Gu Xiushi, one of the 3,000 inner disciples of the Fire Sword Cliff.

"Lord Gu, do we cross the river now?" The middle-aged man in black saw Gu Xiushi fall into meditation and reminded that the middle-aged man in black was one of the elders of the Mingxuan Sword Mansion in Yanhuo Prefecture, named Qin Ce, and he had the cultivation of Jindan in the later period.

In addition to the hegemony of the sword cliff, there are also six sword mansions in Yanhuo Prefecture, and Mingxuan Sword Mansion is one of them. The six sword mansions are famous and powerful in Yanhuo Prefecture, but they have to look up to the fire sword cliff. If the sword cultivation power of Yanhuo Prefecture is compared to the pyramid, the Yanhuo Sword Cliff is definitely the top existence of the pyramid, and the strength of the six sword mansions can only be ranked under the Yanhuo Sword Cliff, ranking second.

For this reason, Qin Ce, as one of the elders of the Mingxuan Sword House, did not dare to be careless or even respectful when he received an order from the owner to protect a disciple of the Fire Sword Cliff to go to the abandoned place. Even in Qin Ce's eyes, the strength of Gu Xiushi in front of him was two levels worse than himself, which was comparable to Jin Danchu. It's just the cultivation of the period, but he still dares not neglect a little, and he can't do it at all!

Because Gu Xiushi is a disciple of the Fire Sword Cliff!

Who dares to offend the people of the Fire Sword Cliff?

"Naturally, we have to go and have a look. The teacher sent me here, not to enjoy the scenery of the cold drilling river." Gu Xiishi smiled gently and was satisfied with Qin Ce's respect, and his attitude became much milder.

"I will follow your instructions!" After saying that, Qin Ce waved his hand and was about to order the 30 elite disciples in the house behind him to leave.

"Hail! What is that?"

However, Gu Xiushi looked cold and his eyes were like electricity. Huo Ran looked at the other end of the cold drilling river, as if he saw what surprised him through the smoke on the river.

Qin Ce was stunned, his consciousness was swept away, and his face also changed. His tone was awe-inspiring, "Someone is practicing on the other side of the river. What a big momentum!"

Qin Ce was a cultivation in the later period of Jindan. As soon as he swept his consciousness, he found the abnormality on the other side of the cold drill river. It was a middle-aged man and a teenager. The middle-aged man guarded him, and the teenager was practicing.

What a horrible atmosphere, what a precise way to manipulate...

No!

The teenager is practicing sword skills!

Is such a big momentum just formed by practicing sword skills?

Qin Ce was shocked that he couldn't see the depth of the teenager's cultivation! Even, the teenager seems to have seen the sword skills practiced somewhere...

"The fire-laying style in the British fire sword formula? How could this teenager practice the skills of my fire sword cliff..." Gu Xiushi muttered to himself, but his expression became more and more serious.

buzz~

With a brain shock, Qin Ce instantly remembered that what the teenager practiced was the fire-killing method, and the sword technique in the Yinghuo sword formula that the disciple outside the fire sword cliff was qualified to practice!

Who is he?

Is he also a disciple of the Fire Sword Cliff?

But looking at Gu Xiushi's expression, he doesn't seem to know the teenager in front of him?

Qin Ce once again released his consciousness and looked at the two young men, but he saw that the teenager seemed to be aware of it. Huo Ran opened his eyes, and there seemed to be purple lightning flashing in his eyes, shooting at him coldly.

Qin Ce was terrified and quickly withdrew his consciousness, and his mind was already in chaos. How can it be that the teenager found himself? Is he the same as himself in the later stage of Jindan...

Gu Xiushi looked in a trance and said, "I remember that 60 years ago, among the disciples of my sect, there was a disciple named Ge Li. After he was expelled from the sect, he established a small sect called the Yinghuo Sword Sect in this abandoned place. This teenager should be a member of the Yinghuo Sword Sect..."

With a flash of light in his eyes, Gu Xiushi's words turned around and said coldly, "However, this time the teacher sent me here to investigate the matter of the British Fire Sword Sect. Oh, I didn't expect that as soon as I arrived here, I met the disciples of the British Fire Sword Sect. This is a little strange. Is it true that his British Fire Sword Sect began to annex other sects with great efforts. , have you encroached on the territory?

Qin Ce restrained his mind and said in a low voice, "Lord Gu, do you want to catch the teenager?"

Gu Xiushi thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Forget, so as not to startle the snake. Let's go to Shenmu Jianzong to learn about the situation before making a decision."

Qin Ce nod his head and said yes, but there was a trace of throbbing in his heart.

This teenager is very mysterious and powerful, and he is by no means like the faint monk in this abandoned land!

"What's the matter, Zhang Yan?" Ma Chong looked at Zhang Yan with a cold look in shock. Just now, he was intoxicated with Zhang Yan's skillful and mysterious sword skills. He was suddenly awakened by a murderous atmosphere. When he opened his eyes, he saw Zhang Yan's eyes open and looked directly at the other side of the cold drilling river.

"It's okay." Zhang Yan shook his head and added, "Someone observed us just now."

"What?"

Ma Chong stood up and looked around to inspect, and his dull face surged with alertness.

"Don't look for it. They have already marched up. There seems to be no malice." Zhang Yan thought for a moment before saying that, but despite saying that, he was still more vigilant.

Ma Chong's expression was a little gloomy. He sat on the ground with a happy face and said for a while, "I thought that when I had cultivated until the golden elixir period, I would join the ranks of the strong. I didn't expect that I had been investigated without knowing it yet... Am I a little stupid?"

Zhang Yan looked at Ma Chong with a little surprise and explained, "Just now, that man was a monk in the later period of Jindan. It's normal that you can't notice it. When you cultivate to a higher level, you can also do it."

"The late Jindan period?" Ma Chong shouted and immediately stared at Zhang Yan. There was an unconcealed apprehensible in his eyes. He said in a trembling voice, "Can you detect that he is in the late Jindan period. Are you Yuan-Ying-Ying-period?" The three words of Yuan Yingqi seemed to have a thousand power, and were said word by Ma Chong, which seemed to make the air dull and stagnant.

At this time, Zhang Yan also lost his mind to practice sword skills. He stood up, thought for a moment, and said, "I'm not a Yuanying monk, but I once killed a monk in Yuanying's early days."

! !

Ma Chong's throat made a clucking sound like a chicken being choked, and his face was changeable and wonderful. Is it true that he is not in the Yuanying period, but he can kill a Yuanying monk?

Zhang Yan seemed to see Ma Chong's thoughts, but he didn't want to explain so much. He just said, "I have no reason to lie to you."

Hum, like being struck by lightning, the only trace of consciousness left in Ma Chong's mind collapsed in an instant. This is fucking true! He really killed a Yuanying monk!

No matter what is not in the early stage, after all, he is the supreme existence of Yuanying. Unexpectedly... Unexpectedly, he was destroyed by Zhang Yan, a teenager?

Ma Chong didn't know what he was thinking at all. His mind seemed to be full of paste. In his nearly 70 years of cultivation career, advancing to the golden elixir was his only goal. He never thought that he would one day reach the Yuanying period, and it was impossible to expect that someone could cross the level to destroy the Yuanying monk.

He has never seen the Yuanying monk, but the strength of the Yuanying monk has been branded in his bones as early as when he stepped on the road of cultivation. Supreme and unshakable, it is Ma Chong's only impression of monk Yuanying.

I don't know how long it took for Ma Chong to regain his consciousness and asked, "Why did you tell me this?"

"I just want to let you know that high cultivation does not mean everything. As long as you practice hard, one day you will be able to join the ranks of top masters." Zhang Yan smiled slightly, and a faint but constering breath exuded his body surface.

Ma Chong's body was shocked, and his eyes suddenly became clear. His fear of the strong man was like a shackle. It was broken in an instant, and his mental cultivation was greatly improved.

He was about to thank Zhang Yan, but Zhang Yan pointed to the cold river and said, "Let's go there at night to see the level of swordsmanship in Yanhuozhou!"

An uncontrollable excitement surged into his heart. Ma Chong knew that he would completely follow this big man in his life. No, he was an adult!

Only the title of adult can prove that he is his most loyal follower!