Chapter 137 Brick Anti-Sword

A group of disciples of Qingxiao Sect were talking about it, and they couldn't help looking forward to the appearance of the mysterious disciple who challenged Qin Yi.

Qin Yi wore a pink dress, her clothes floated, her face was meticulous, and a little cold light flashed in her eyes.

"Why haven't you come yet? That boy won't be timid, will he?"

"Huh! Dare to challenge Master Qin Yi, even if that boy has nine lives, it's not enough!"

"Look, it's coming!"

I don't know who exclaimed, and the disciples of Qingxiaozong turned their heads together.

Zhuge Buliang's feet stepped against the air, and his feet did not touch the ground, giving people the feeling of walking with one hand behind him, the black robe was flying, and his long dark hair was scattered on his shoulders. Coupled with his beautiful face, he looked elegant.

"What! Step on the void!"

"No way, isn't he just a foundation-building man? How to step on the void?"

A group of people exclaimed one after another, and even Qin Yi did not come in and showed surprise.

Zhuge Buliang stepped on the void. He is not flying in the air. At present, he can't fly in the air. He just relies on some skills to step against the sky to step in the sky.

In a few flashes, Zhuge Butang has come to everyone, standing with his hands behind his hands behind his feet. Although his face is slightly tender, it gives people a feeling of loneliness and arrogance.

The disciples of Qingxiao Sect sighed and turned their eyes to Zhuge's body, and there was a whispering discussion.

"Are you Zhuge Butliang?" Qin Yi's voice was cold, as if it were coming from the ice field, which made people shudder.

"It's me." Zhuge nodded without a bright spot.

Qin Yi looked up and down at Zhuge Fuliang, and a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes. She sneered and said, "It seems that you have a lot of strange moves. I heard that you are a cultivation of unattribute spiritual roots?"

Zhuge nod silently.

"I don't know how you used to defeat the dead water, Yong'an, but you dare to beat me openly, and you dare to say wildly. If I don't take action today, how can I gain a foothold in Qingxiaozong in the future?" Qin Yi said that what he said about Shishui and Yong'an should be the two people who were injured by Zhuge Fuliang before.

"Can't stand on your feet? Ha ha, then you don't have to stand on the foot!" Zhuge's voice spread all over everyone's ears.

A noisy sound suddenly came from the disciples of Qingxiao Sect.

"What a arrogant boy, do you know who this is talking to?"

"I don't know whether to live or die, Sister Qin Yi, teach him a lesson quickly!"

"You bastard who came in through the back door, why do you talk to Master Qin Yi like that?"

"Arrogant and ignorant, Master Qin Yi can kill you with one finger!"

"M, it's a piece of time! Close the anus!!" Zhuge Burang shouted calmly, and suddenly it sounded like a shocking thunder. Originally, he was not in a good mood. He had been in Qingxiaozong for so many days. He didn't learn any alchemy, and he was full of fire in his heart.

With this roar, everyone closed their mouths.

But even if one person came to his senses and said, "Don't shut up, don't shut up. As soon as you shut up, you will really become an anus."

"..."

Qin Yi looked coldly at Zhuge Fuliang and said, "After all, the waste spiritual root is a waste. He only knows how to talk big and show his ability to speak."

"Stop talking nonsense. Didn't you come to me for a fight? Come on!" Zhuge said in a low voice.

Qin Yi sneered, and her body rose in the air. Zhenyuan turned into a faint fairy light, looking like a fairy in the moon palace.

"Rumble!"

Qin Yi's delicate and jade fingers moved, and the jade-like fingers seemed to evoke the divine punishment thunder, rumbled endlessly.

"Boom!"

Qin Yi raised her hand and pointed, and a thick thunder from a bucket fell and split it at Zhuge Fuliang.

This thunder spell is also a kind of fire attribute. The divine thunder scratched the air, tore the space, and bombarded down like a winding dragon on Ruyi Island.

Zhuge Buliang roared, his big hand poked out, and the white jade-like palm appeared, grabbing the thunder of the bucket.

"Rumble!"

The big palm is like a dragon's claw like an eagle's hook, crushing the thunder.

The big palm did not collapse, but continued to think about Qin Yiwei.

Qin Yi's face changed. She raised her jade palm and hit a light curtain. In an in an eyes, countless fires fell from the sky and bombarded on the palm of her hand.

Zhuge's robe sleeves were displayed, and all the sky fire was smashed, and the big white palm continued to hit Qin Yi.

"Boom!"

Qin Yi held up a light curtain, and her big palm hit the light curtain firmly. In an instant, the light curtain was torn to pieces, but the big palm also turned into nothingness. Even so, Qin Yi was still stattering.

"This..."

"No way, he is just a small role in the foundation period. Master Qin Yi actually suffered a secret loss as soon as she came up."

Zhuge stood with his hands on his face and looked at Qin Yi with a sneer.

"It's hard to imagine that you can make such an attack. It seems that I have to do my best." Qin Yi calmed down the restless qi and blood in her body a little. With her hands, a large area of sky fire was hooked up, and the sky fire condensed into a big dragon, roaring and rushed to Zhuge Fuliang.

Zhuge Fuliang burst out and smashed the fire dragon.

Within a radius of 100 meters, the violent Zhenyuan fluctuated, and those disciples of Qingxiao Sect retreated one after another for fear of being turned in.

The tongue of fire overflowed, and the scattered sparks scattered by Zhugebuliang were scattered, as dense as raindrops, and fell to the ground and corroded into a deep pit.

"This woman is extraordinary, much better than ordinary spin-up practitioners." Zhuge Fuliang became more and more frightened during the Vietnam War. Under the Jin Dan period, he almost met his opponent slightly.

"Three moves to defeat you!" Zhuge is not bright and drinks calmly.

"It's not a big deal!" Qin Yi's red lips were tightly squeezed, and it was obviously very difficult.

Zhuge Bulding roared like a real dragon. His whole breath became gloomy, and there seemed to be a ghost crying and wolf howling in the world.

"What's going on?"

"What happened?"

The disciples of Qingxiao Sect all exclaimed.

Behind Zhuge B no Liang, a huge dark shadow gradually took shape. It was a ferocious ghost, suspended behind Zhuge B no. The ferocious face showed an evil smile, as if the devil was alive, looking down at all things.

The devil's smile scared the disciples of Qingxiao Sect in the distance, and even they felt that their souls came out at this moment. Some disciples with poor cultivation were pale and even fainted.

Zhuge Bushang's hand knot seal seems to be set off by the ghost behind him, and Zhuge Bushang's face also showed a strange smile at this moment.

Yan Mo Sanxiao, one of the great tricks of ghost killing!

The sound of ghosts crying and wolves in heaven and earth is resounding, and the world seems to be dark in an instant, and the gloomy ghosts are permeated.

The world changes color with a smile, and then the unjust ghosts cry together, and the three smiles are haunted!

Zhuge was determined to move, and thousands of ghosts entangled with Qin Yi.

At this moment, Qin Yi no longer had a look of contempt on her face, but showed a look of panic. She quickly knotted her hands and hit the spells to bombard those ghosts.

Thousands of ghosts roared in unison, drowning Qin Yi like a tide.

In the distance, on the top of a mountain, the head of Qingxiao Sect and several old men stood side by side.

"This boy is so terrible. He can quietly press Qin Yi in the spinning period."

"It is rumored that the attributeless spiritual root is an abandoned spiritual root, but it is extremely mysterious. Maybe this is the special feature of the attributeless spiritual root."

"Will Qin Yi..." An old man showed concern.

"Don't worry, didn't you pass the Bixiao sword to her?"

.......

"Oh~~~"

The sad ghost sounded through, and thousands of ghosts swallowed up Qin Yi, but at this moment, the mutant suddenly emerged, and a hot divine light rose to the sky, and then the crisp sound of the sword sounded like a burst of dragons.

The ghost dissipated, and Qin Yi rushed out of it. Her face turned pale, holding a long sword full of fairy light in her hand. There seemed to be a green dragon coiled around the sword. The sharp sword seems to be able to tear up the sky, and Qin Yi's whole body is like a sword out of its sheath.

"The Sword of Immortals!"

Many disciples of Qingxiao Sect began to exclaim.

Zhuge Butiao also had a contraction of his pupils. He could feel that the sword in Qin Yi's hand must not be ordinary.

This sword fairy is full of light, surrounded by real dragons, swinging out a breathtaking sword, which seems to have touched the road of the heavens.

"This Qingxiaozong is indeed famous for its alchemy!" Zhuge Fuliang said secretly in his heart.

"Scold!"

The hot sword light passed through the air and went straight to Zhuge.

Zhuge Buliang took a deep breath of cool air, stepped on his feet against the air and dodged, and went straight to the back mountain of Qingxiaozong.

"Do you want to escape?" Qin Yi drank coldly.

"The battle here will affect others, and the back mountain will be a battle!" Zhuge Buri's body swept away like a phantom.

Qin Yi snorted softly and followed.

Those disciples of Qingxiao Sect, look at me, I look at you, and they also want to keep up. But thinking of the power of the two fighting just now, he immediately gave up the idea.

In the mountains in the back mountains, the sword light soared to the sky, and the white light was hot.

"Scold!"

Qin Yi held the sword of abusing immortals and displayed a shocking long rainbow, sweeping to Zhuge. All the rocks and ancient trees that blocked the way turned into ashes.

A dark light flashed, and a dark brick appeared in Zhuge Fuliang's hand.

"Break!"

Zhuge Buriang raised the brick in his hand and patted it down. Suddenly, the shocking rainbow collapsed.

Qin Yi's face was uncertain, and she waved several swords repeatedly to sweep the surrounding mountains.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The thunder continued, Zhuge Buliang smashed the bricks left and right, and all the swords could not get close to him.

"This... How can it be the attack of the immortal sword!" Qin Yi was surprised.

And at this time, Zhuge Fuliang had already greeted him and smashed the bricks.

"Cangling!"

Qin Yi greeted each other with the sword of abusing immortals. The sword of abusing immortals collided with black bricks. The whole space seemed to be shaking. Qin Yi stepped back a few steps, her face was pale, and her whole arm was numb.

"Ah, hit!"

Zhuge Buzuo shouted strangely, and the bricks were patted again. Whenever the bricks are in hand, Zhuge Fuliang will feel the blood boiling, as if every cell in his body is excited.

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

The brick fell, and Qin Yi retreated again.