Chapter 97 Killing a first-grade warrior
Pei Xuanjing slashed out with a sword, accompanied by wind and thunder. It had the warmth of spring, the violence of summer, the chill of autumn, and the coldness of winter.
“Kill!”
Gong Xingqiu’s face was cold, the scimitar in his hand was flying like a silver snake, the sword was shining freely, his blood was wanton, his body shape was changing like a ghost, one person was dancing with a knife, Just like thousands of people drawing swords, the light of the swords filled the surrounding area.
Collision again and again.
"I will kill you today!" Gong Xingqiu's face was cold and his murderous intent was sky-high.
He swung the scimitar again, and the originally full blood boiled even more, making each of his swords have several times more power than before, as if it were endless and continuous.
“Okay!”
Pei Xuanjing laughed heartily. An opponent like this is worthy of all his efforts.
His movements suddenly changed, like a drunkard, staggering, the long sword in his hand pointed east and west, and pointed north and south. It seemed to be without any rules, but it was actually wonderful, coming suddenly, Go away in silence.
"Dharma Sword Technique!"
Seeing Pei Xuanjing making this Dharma Sword Technique so easy and freehand, he has undoubtedly reached the level of proficiency.
Qingyangzi was amazed in his heart, he was indeed a peerless genius.
“Humph, that’s all!”
Gong Xingqiu was not afraid at all, he roared towards him, his sword was like a swimming dragon, full of killing intent.
He also knew the mystery of Bodhidharma's swordsmanship, so he decisively abandoned the moves and chose the purest slashing, going straight forward, forcing Pei Xuanjing to defend.
"Haha. Is Guizhou Donkey exhausted?" Pei Xuanjing sneered.
He took a step forward, shook the hilt of the sword, and a cold light suddenly appeared, and the sword flowers were scattered.
Then he jumped into the air, standing high.
At this time, the sword moves in his hand changed again, and he turned around and slashed towards Gong Xingqiu.
The strike of the sword was brilliant and swift, with a sword energy that chilled even the bone marrow, and the edge of the sword was so terrifying that it could not be resisted!
Flying fairy from heaven!
The man and the sword seemed to have become one. The sword's light was like a flying rainbow, and it pierced forward. The sword's light was brilliant and swift, exerting all the strength of the whole body on it.
This sword is not only the most powerful sword move, but also contains the power of the ten most powerful figures.
“This sword move is flawless and extremely brilliant.” Qingyangzi’s face was even more shocked because of Pei Xuanjing’s move.
Seeing such random changes in swordsmanship, Qingyangzi knew clearly in his heart that this was the supreme state of martial arts, and it could be regarded as unparalleled swordsmanship in the world.
“This move!”
Gong Xingqiu’s complexion changed drastically and his pupils shrank, as if he had seen something incredible.
He just saw a sword light flying diagonally, like a startling light and lightning, like a rainbow across the sky.
Cang!
At this moment, Gong Xingqiu's deep energy and vigorous blood had no effect, and he was easily chopped into pieces by this sword.
The scimitar in Gong Xingqiu's hand was cut into two pieces by Pei Xuanjing's long sword.
Then the sword did not change its momentum and moved downwards from top to bottom, cutting through his clothes and leaving a deep blood mark on his chest.
But at this time, the Flowing Fire Sword in Pei Xuanjing's hand also let out a cry, and the sword body was covered with cracks.
Obviously, the Qianlian Divine Weapon at this time could no longer withstand the huge power instilled by Pei Xuanjing. After cutting off Gong Xingqiu's scimitar, he was finally overwhelmed.
Seeing Gong Xingqiu flying backwards, Pei Xuanjing threw out the Flowing Fire Sword and returned the long sword to its sheath.
He took a few steps and arrived in front of Gong Xingqiu in the blink of an eye.
The giant spirit suppresses the mountain! Without hesitation, he slapped Gong Xingqiu with his palm.
There is no way to dodge or hide, and there is no chance to unload.
In the end, he could only watch helplessly as the palm fell on him, unable to stop him in the slightest.
This palm caused his muscles and bones to shatter, his true energy to scatter, and his blood to darken.
Powerful power was instantly transmitted to his whole body. His whole body fell downwards, and his whole body was embedded in the ground. The ground within a few dozen feet centered on him could not help but send smoke and dust everywhere. .
“Ah!”
Such a violent palm made Gong Xingqiu extremely painful, and he couldn’t help but howl out.
His broken muscles and bones penetrated the skin, his organs were shaken and displaced, and thick and hot blood spurted out from all over his body.
“Leader!”
Du Chongyun on the side couldn’t help but exclaimed with his eyes about to burst.
The fight between these two people was too fast and ended too suddenly.
All this was beyond Du Chongyun's expectation. He did not expect that Gong Xingqiu was almost completely unable to fight back when faced with a second-grade warrior.
Seeing Gong Xingqiu who was seriously injured and about to die, Du Chongyun couldn't help but feel sad in his heart. It wasn't just an object hurting its own kind.
I am even more worried about my own fate. Now that Gong Xingqiu is dead, if that young man takes action again, I will definitely die.
However, facing the old eunuch who was pestering him, he could do nothing.
The sky is changing, the autumn wind is rising, and the fallen leaves are flying.
Pei Xuanjing turned a deaf ear to Du Chongyun's voice, and just focused his eyes lightly on Gong Xingqiu.
From Gong Xingqiu's appearance as an arrogant person to his current serious injury and death, it only happened in a short period of time.
Gongxing Qiujing, who was seriously injured and dying, stared at Pei Xuanjing and opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.
Pei Xuanjing seemed to understand what the other party meant, and said calmly: "My name is Pei Xuanjing."
After hearing this, Gong Xingqiu opened his eyes wide, as if he wanted to His face was firmly in memory, and his hands were struggling to grasp something.
Suddenly, Gong Xingqiu’s struggling hands stopped and fell down weakly.
At this point, Gong Xingqiu, the deputy leader of the Maitreya Sect and a first-grade warrior, died at the hands of Pei Xuanjing, a second-grade warrior.
Pei Xuanjing looked at the first first-grade warrior who died in his hands. After a moment, he raised his head and cast his eyes on Du Chongyun, the Supreme Elder of the Maitreya Sect.
Du Chongyun, who was fighting with the old eunuch, felt Pei Xuanjing's gaze, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and his expression changed drastically.
"This father-in-law needs Pei's help!" Pei Xuanjing did not take action immediately, but said.
The old eunuch is not used to the idea of bullying the minority. When he heard Pei Xuanjing's inquiry, he naturally would not refuse: "Then thank you sir."
"Old guy, you are really shameless!" Du Chongyun yelled.
It is not easy for him to deal with an old eunuch, and with such a ferocious opponent, death is certain.
Unfortunately, his scolding had no effect. Pei Xuanjing said to Qingyangzi: "Can you borrow the sword, Mr. Dean?"
"What an honor!" Qingyang Zi smiled.
Witnessing the death of a first-grade warrior at the hands of Pei Xuanjing, Qingyangzi would naturally no longer regard the young man in front of him as a junior, even if the other person was really his junior.
"Thank you!" Pei Xuanjing flexed his five fingers, his true energy circulated, and the long sword in Qingyangzi's hand flew out of the scabbard and fell into Pei Xuanjing's hand.
Without any hesitation, Pei Xuanjing without hesitation struck at Du Chongyun with a move of the flying immortal from outside the sky.
Seeing this, Du Zhongyun’s face turned to dust, as if he had fallen into an ice cave!
(End of this chapter)