"What's the use of being so fancy?" Yuan Qing smiled. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that the sword energy that was like covering the blue sky and covering the sky was mostly illusion, and the killer move was a sword energy carrying the artistic conception of the void.

If you simply think that the core of the opponent's move is illusion, you will inevitably be pierced by the killer move hidden in the dark to break through the defense, and your body and soul will disappear.

If you see the core killer move, then this move is limited and weak.

Because in order to hide the sword intent of the void, the other party must specifically suppress the law of void that he has comprehended, so that it is perfectly harmonious with the surrounding sword energy, and there is inevitably some lack of strength.

This power, even if the Void Sword is so mysterious, is still much worse for the prepared master.

Yuan Qingwei's Taiyi whisk rolled in the air, and all the illusions disappeared.

Apart from the Void Sword Qi, the remaining sword Qi turned slightly at Yuan Qing's wrist and shot back in a miraculous way, and even the power was even more powerful than before.

The woman opposite her pupils slightly contracted, and the crystal sword in her hand shook, like a cold frost sword light, spreading down like a galaxy in an instant.

But the woman had just stopped the sword energy that had swung back, but Yuan Qingwei suddenly appeared behind the woman. Taiyi waved the dust and said coldly: "Get down!"

The woman's face changed drastically, but she had no time to react. She only felt a mountain that was ten thousand feet high pressing on her body, as elegant as a fairy. The meridians in her body were broken inch under a thick and erosive force, and the internal organs instantly cracked, and the heart veins almost shattered.

With a "puff", a mouthful of blood was spewed out, and illusory patterns appeared on the woman's exposed skin, and then her whole body turned into streams of light, flying around like a butterfly.

"Huh!" Yuan Qingwei looked at the butterfly gathered together again below, walked out of the woman whose breath was not much different from the one that had just appeared before, and she was playing with it: "The way of virtual and real? Is this the core of your bloodline inheritance?"

Yuan Qing smiled and pursued the victory. The woman's figure was like a phantom, constantly traveling through the void, and layered sighs were superimposed in the void: "Are you going to oppose my nine holy lands?"

"Your Tiannu Sect is here to raise the banner!" Yuan Qing sneered: "In addition to representing yourself, you can add at most Shaohua Mountain. How many other holy places can you represent in the Tiannu Sect?"

"Since that's the case! Then please take care of yourself!" After the woman said that, she decisively escaped into the void and left.

Yuan Qing looked at the direction of the other party leaving, and the three treasure jades in his hand were faintly visible, but in the end he did not sacrifice it. He turned around and returned to Qin Qin, put his fingers on her wrist, and injected magic power into it.

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The luxurious carriage was driving slowly on the trail, and there were two men sitting at the coachman's seat, one of whom was gray-haired, dressed as a housekeeper, and the other was wearing strong suits, like a guard.

Both were sitting in front of the carriage, their eyes half closed, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

Suddenly, a figure suddenly rushed out from the woods on the left and punched Yun Sheng. Yun Sheng's expression changed slightly. He raised his hand and rolled up a series of blue smoke, but failed to stop the other party. In the end, the other party was led by the rhythm and deliberately led away.

On the other side, another figure also used the same method to lead Qiu Han to the other side.

Unlike the man who targeted Yun Sheng, the person who fought with Qiu Han seemed to be very optimistic about him. He kept his hand and said nothing, and his mouth was full of words of persuading him to abandon the darkness and turn to the light.

"The devil offended the Tiannu Sect. It was already a grasshopper in the autumn. It couldn't jump for much time. Since you are lucky enough to awaken the bloodline of the ancient Hanqiu, why bother with him to sink into the sea of ​​suffering? If you are willing to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, I can guarantee..."

"Enough!" The longer Qiu Han followed Yuan Qingwei, the stronger his belief in him, and he could not hear anyone say he was bad. He said angrily: "How do you know the young master's magical powers? Get out of here!"

"Hey!" The man sighed and was about to persuade him, but he saw that Qiu Han was merciless and was fatal. He couldn't help but feel a little angry and he made a move three points heavier.

On the other side, Yuan Qingwei, who was sitting upright in the carriage, looked away from Qin Qin, looked out of the carriage, and chuckled at Qin Qin, "Not including the last time, four great masters came. It seems that I underestimated your Tianmeng Sect!"

"Senior is joking!" At this time, Qin Qin had returned to her original peace. She said softly: "If the senior is willing to join the Tiannu Sect, the position of the Great Elder must be the senior!"

Qin Qin said this with sincerity, and her temperament became extremely holy, but compared to the past, her current aura has a little more human touch.

This seemingly inferior change made Qin Qin's words even more ethereal.

"I taught you this method? Why should I take it out and show it a shame?" Yuan Qing shook his head slightly and refused flatly.

Qin Qin couldn't help but sigh. She really hoped that Yuan Qingwei could join the Tiannu Sect.

More than ten days have passed since she was captured. During this period, she clearly felt the terrifying nature of Yuan Qingwei. Yuan Qingwei was able to provide very precise guidance based on the other party's bloodline, but also to observe the way of his own martial arts, he could also follow the fundamental (defense) law that had been passed down for thousands of years by observing his own martial arts.

He can even accurately point out the mistakes in his practice process in turn. Such ability is something that Teacher Qin Qin and the contemporary sect leader cannot do.

To be honest, if Yuan Qingwei had not learned most of the fundamental method of the Tiannu Sect, Qin Qin would really not want to go against Yuan Qingwei.

Unfortunately, now the fundamental (defense) method has been learned. Even if it is just the Grandmaster Realm and previous content, the relationship between the Tiannu Sect and Yuan Qingwei has reached a point where it is almost immortal.

Qin Qin, who thought clearly, no longer said anything, but sat there quietly, like a jade statue.

"I am worthy of the title of the descendant of the Heavenly Girl Sect!" Yuan Qingwei nodded with satisfaction with the change in Qin Qin's mentality.

He got up and walked out of the carriage, looked at the four great masters surrounding the carriage and smiled.

"The King of Qi, Tingchao Sword, Yuqin Taoist, and Qingjiang Hermit, are interesting. If I remember correctly, except Tingchao Sword, you three are all casual cultivators! They all have something to do with the Tiannu Sect!"

As he spoke, Yuan Qingwei's aura was like a vast way of heaven, filling the void of heaven and earth, suppressing the Qi King and Qingjiang hermit, who had a slightly worse cultivation, couldn't help but take a step back.

"When I became a great master in my early years, I received the help of the sect leader of the Heavenly Girl Sect, but today I have to come! I hope my fellow Taoists will atone for their sins!"

After the Yuqin carrying a jade qin and a Taoist dressed in Taoist costume bowed his hand, the Yuqin flew out from behind, and a soft energy was supported, floating in front of the Taoist. He reached out and pinched a string, which was integrated with the aura of the three people around him, resisting Yuan Qingwei's pressure, and even oppressing him in the opposite direction.

The sharpest Tingchao Sword followed closely behind, with the long sword unsheathed, and the clear blade was covered with the texture of flowing water. The cold air was so cold that it was obviously a magic weapon with all its own unique skills.

"Sword name Zhanlang, please give me advice!"

After listening to Chao Jian's words, a ray of light flashed through his eyes, and a sword slashed out diagonally. The sword energy was cold, like the waves of the sea, majestic and uncast, but layered.
Chapter completed!