Chapter 49 Wusheng Treasure

"What a strong force!" Feeling the great force from the sword in his hand, Xu Qing's face became more and more solemn, and he did not dare to care about Qin Bing in front of him. In my heart, I have regarded this teenager who looks only ten years old as a master equal to myself.

"Xu Qing is indeed much better than Chen Hui." Although it was only a blow, Qin Bing had already felt that Xu Qing was much better than Chen Hui. Chen Hui could not be compared with Xu Qing in front of him in terms of strength or experience.

It is worthy of being an old sect. It is indeed not comparable to the Chen family's warriors piled up by drugs! Qin Bing put away his contempt, looked at Xu Qing not far away, and went all out to deal with it.

Xu Qing's body burst out without reservation, and suddenly a strong chill came from the cave, making people feel irresistible.

"What a cold true spirit, this is the kung fu that hurt Du Tianhao's second brother?" The strong chill, even Qin Bing's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help recalling why Du Tianhao entered the wilderness to look for Jiuyang Grass.

"Ky, I'll let you know that you're still far away!" Xu Qing sneered. Before he finished his words, his body quickly swept out. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Qin Bing. His right palm turned over, and a cold to extreme wind shot out of his hand.

Facing Xu Qing's extremely cold palm, Qin Bing did not dare to be careless. This cold air does the most damage to the body. Once she is hurt by the chill, even if Qin Bing cultivates the "King Kong is not bad magic skill", she will not feel good.

Quickly dodged Xu Qing's palm wind. Qin Bing's fingers changed for a while, and two fierce energy instantly spit out from his fingers and went straight to Xu Qing's palm wind.

"Puff!"

In the air, two violent air explosions came, and the fierce atmosphere was like hitting a glacier, which had no effect at all.

"Eat my sword!" Xu Qing, who took Qin Bing's two fingers, shouted loudly, and the long sword in his hand instantly turned into three sword shadows and attacked Qin Bing.

"Seven Swords!" Today, Qin Bing is no longer the new boy, and he also has a strong understanding of the seven swords. Xu Qing's move was discovered by him as soon as he came out.

Three sword shadows at the peak of the day after tomorrow, Qin Bing's heart was stunned, and the long gun in his hand shook, which turned into three gun flowers and met the sword shadow.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

Feeling the great power from the long gun, Qin Bing's face changed slightly. After all, his attack did not improve. Even after three peak attacks, he also felt a numbness in his arm.

"What a powerful attack, you must not touch him!" After suffering a secret loss, Qin Bing retreated quickly under his feet and distanced Xu Qing in the blink of an eye.

In the cave, two figures shuttled through it. With speed, Qin Bing never gave Xu Qing a chance to attack.

Looking at Qin Bing, who just avoided his frontal attack in front of him, Xu Qing's heart was also constantly climbing. From his vision, it was naturally seen that although Qin Bing's strength was not weaker than him, he did not dare to fight against him. However, Qin Bing, who was faster than him, as long as he used his ice palm, was fast. Avoid it quickly. When he was no longer showing his cold palm, Qin Bing quickly swept back, leaving him nothing to do. After all, the characteristics of Hanbing Zhenqi are really too strong. As long as people who are not as strong as Xu Qing can feel the chill, let alone people with comparable strength.

"Kid, don't think I only have ice palms. I will make you understand that even if you use other skills, you are not my opponent!" Xu Qing's face snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly buzzed. The next moment, countless sword shadows shot out.

"Storm Sword, die!" Countless sword shadows were like raindrops, mixed with Xu Qing's fierce shouts and shot quickly at Qin Bing.

"It's just a sword flower. Don't think you are the only one!" Feeling the countless sword shadows, Qin Bing naturally knew that this was not the seven swords. When the long gun in his hand shook, countless silver lights flashed.

"What?" Looking at Qin Bing also showing the gun flower, Xu Qing's face suddenly changed, because the gun flower was no worse than his sword flower. He was immersed in swordsmanship for decades before he had such a attainments. Gunsmanship is far more difficult than swordsmanship, and Qin Bing's attainments in gunmanship have obviously reached the level of a master.

"Puff!" In the air, the sound of gas explosions burst, and the shadows of swords and guns were intertwined, instantly turning into countless fierce winds.

"Kid, your strength is really good. Even if I want to beat you, it's not easy, but that's it!" Xu Qing looked at Qin Bing in front of him and smiled. Obviously, the powerful Qin Bing also won a trace of favor in his heart, but it was only a trace of favor, but it strengthened his heart to kill Qin Bing. An enemy with infinite potential, Jianzong with hundreds of years of history, understands that such an enemy can only be killed directly by thunderous means before he is strong.

"Everyone will say big words, but it's not a simple thing to kill me!" Qin Bing sneered, but he was alert in his heart. As a senior member of the Jianzong, even the treasures of the town such as the seven swords could be passed on to the Chen family. If Xu Qing had no unique trick to save his life, he would not believe it.

Xu Qing didn't care about Qin Bing's sneer. He smiled indifferently and said to himself, "For 20 years, you are the only one who has seen me use this trick, but soon no one will know this secret."

Before the words fell, a strong momentum came from Xu Qing, like a sharp blade piercing the sky. It seemed that any martial arts in front of him was vulnerable.

"This is..." Feeling the strong destructive smell from Xu Qing's body, Qin Bing's face changed slightly, and he slowly spit out two words in his mouth, "Sword!"

"Good boy, you have a good knowledge, but you actually know the meaning of sword! Although I'm just looking at the sword for the first time, it's enough to deal with you!" Xu Qing couldn't help laughing when he heard Qin Bing's words.

The meaning of sword is his card, and it is also the most proud thing in his life. It should be noted that few innate strong people understand the meaning of sword. Of course, this does not mean that understanding the meaning of sword is stronger than the innate strong man. But the warrior who understands the meaning of the sword is definitely the most powerful existence in the same level, and countless warriors have verified this fact with their lives and blood!

At the moment when the sword on Xu Qing's body emanated, he was like a sword, easy to get into the sword. The sword was him, he was the sword, and there was no separation between them.

"Die!" With a loud shout, the strong sword spirit disappeared in an instant. The next moment, there was only a long sword left in the cave, which went straight to Qin Bing like thunder.

"Is it a sword?" Feeling the unparalleled sense of destruction from the sword in front of him, Qin Bing smiled, his eyes were slightly closed, and the long gun in his hand slowly stabbed out.

"Puff!"

A soft sound came out, and the next moment, the heavy breathing in the cave became rapid, and a strong smell of blood in the air filled the whole cave.

"How could this happen?" Xu Qing looked at Qin Bing in front of him with an incredible face, opened his mouth, and a hoarse voice came out.

"Each weapon has its own artistic conception. You understand the meaning of the sword, but I understand the artistic conception of the gun!" Qin Bing looked at Xu Qing in front of her and said calmly.

"Every weapon has its own artistic conception, haha..." Xu Qing laughed when he heard the words, and blood surged in his mouth, instantly dyed his whole chest red. "It turns out that I have been sitting in the well and watching the sky!"

"Actually, you are already good enough to understand the meaning of swordsmanship is the most powerful one I have ever seen." Qin Bing looked at Xu Qing, who had been penetrated by the chest and sighed softly.

"Ha..." Xu Qing smiled bitterly, and the unwilling look in his eyes dissipated, replaced by endless darkness.

"You are really good, at least you taught me the use of artistic conception!" Looking at the bodies on the ground, Qin Bing took a deep breath and slowly walked towards the cave.

The artistic conception is a very mysterious thing. Qin Bing in his previous life understood the artistic conception of the gun, but he did not know how to use it, and even the warriors of that world did not know how to use it. It was not until Xu Qing used it that Qin Bing suddenly realized that it was not that the warriors in the previous life were too stupid, but that the earth did not have enough aura of heaven and earth to support the display of artistic conception at all. Just like just now, Xu Qing showed his sword and directly emptied the aura of the world. If you want to know if you are still the first to see the sword, the aura of this world is seven or eight times that of the earth, and you need to consume so much heaven and earth aura. There is not enough heaven and earth aura to support it! This is the reason why the martial artist has never been able to use the artistic conception!

most of the warriors on the earth understand a trace of artistic conception, but they can only integrate into the murderous spirit or evil spirit, which is why Qin Bing has such a strong evil spirit at a young age.

In the cave, Qin Bing moved forward carefully and walked a lot of incense. Unexpectedly, he did not encounter any danger and sinking, which made Qin Bing very strange. I can't help guessing that there is no danger in this cave, or is the passage he took the treasure of Wusheng?

Qin Bing was a little excited when he thought of Wu Sheng's treasure.

The world is different from the earth. The wealth of warriors is absolutely terrible. A martial arts saint has more wealth than one of the countries, but the most attractive thing for Qin Bing is the record of the god of war, which is what he is most concerned about.

Finally, after walking for about half an hour, the cave seemed to reach the end, and at the end, a wide mountain belly appeared in front of Qin Bing. In the belly of the mountain, a stone table and four stone stools are neatly distributed solemnly, and beside them are some simple stone beds, stone rooms and so on. Obviously, this is a bedroom.

"Is this the original bedroom of Wu Sheng?" Looking at the mountain belly decorated in front of him, Qin Bing was suddenly overjoyed and hurried over and looked carefully.