No one would have expected that the genius of the Ice Family would have such a terrifying means.
"This...how on earth did this happen? The Bing Family's background is so profound? After pouring a Bingqin, another enchanting evildoer? This...this is the strength of the Bing Family?" The Adversary Lord said silently.
"It seems that this spirit injection tool is not as easy to handle as we imagined!" Jiuxiao Jade Girl Liu brows pointed.
"We all underestimated the Bing Family." Qing Tong Sword Master murmured in a low voice, "But anyway, the spirit injection tool is already in front of you, even if it is difficult to obtain, I have to take it away today!"
The voice of Qingtong Sword Master was full of strength and confidence.
However, the hero Qingtong Sword Master said, but no one thought that Qingtong Sword Master could defeat the people in this ring.
In the distance, the monarch family and the master of the world have already watched all this.
He was silent for a long time, with deep fear in his eyes.
This fear did not come from the enchanting genius on the ring, but from the Bing Family.
Although the Bing family and the Jun family have always been in mutual marriages, and on the surface they are like family lovers, but he and Binghai know that each other is both their own brother and their own enemy.
If the other party becomes stronger, then this superficial friendly relationship will rapidly change and become a master-servant relationship.
And whoever is the master and the servant depends on who can rise first.
Jun Bushi never hoped that the Bing Family had the power to suppress the Jun Family!
But at the moment, he can do nothing! Can only watch all this silently.
Even, he had already figured out in his heart how to obtain the Spirit Infusion Magic Tool.
The Bing Family's side was cheering and boiling.
Mrs. Bing was also excited, nodding and smiling.
People shouted and excited for Bingyang's powerful strength.
But... Binghai looked confused.
For some reason, the Bingyang on the ring always made him feel strange, but he couldn't tell where this strange sense of strangeness came from.
Bingyang stood on the ring, standing quietly.
This time, no one was scrambling to take the stage.
Before, people thought that the people on this ring were only used by the Bing Family to make up the numbers, but now, this one who made up the numbers has stood on the ring like a god, suppressing the heroes.
"Master Nidao, didn't you rush to get on stage before? Why are you not on stage now?" The Lady Nine Stars cast her eyes on Bingyang and said with a smile.
Bingyang glanced at her and hummed secretly: "This seat is going to fight the Bingqin with the power of ice, not this person. This person is not qualified to let this seat take a shot, Master Jiuxiao, if you want to fight, you Just do it! Leave me alone!"
"Oh! Hypocritical! Don't dare to just say it! Why do you say er so high-sounding?"
Jiuxiao Lady smiled disdainfully.
The Adversarial Lord frowned again, but he didn't bother to care about her.
Both the Adversarial Maharaja and the Jade Girl of Nine Heavens did not take action, and the rest of the strong also stood still.
Binghai was overjoyed when he saw this.
If no one is there, he will have an excuse to end the conference early.
Although Bingyang's strength exceeded all the Bing family's expectations, everyone did not want to stay for long. After all, Bingqin is still seriously injured...
However, at this moment, a person suddenly jumped and flew into the stage.
Everyone was taken aback, and when they looked up, they realized that the person who jumped into the ring was the sword master of Qingtong!
"What? Sword Master Qingtong is on?"
"Does he consider himself an opponent of this person?"
"The aptitude and strength of Qingtong Sword Master are not comparable to ordinary people, he is not sure that he can really clean up this person."
People around are whispering.
"Come on, Sovereign!"
"Sect Master must win!"
The disciples of the Qingtong Sword Sect shouted, excited and excited.
The rest are also paying attention.
Sword Master Qingtong raised his big hand, pulled out a bronze long sword at his waist, and said blankly: "Sword Master Qingtong, come to try the Bing Family Tianjiao!"
"I advise you to leave the Bing Family early. This spirit injection magic weapon is not something you can look at." Bing Yang said coldly.
"Unexpectedly, the Bing Family Tianjiao not only has good strength, but also has such a big tone. My Qingtong Sword Master is also a strong one to dominate one side. In terms of seniority, I am of the same generation as the Binghai Patriarch, and you are just a junior. How dare to speak such rants?"
"Kyuyan?" Bingyang said blankly: "Then you can make a move, let me see what is so wonderful about your Qingtong swordsmanship!"
"Arrogant!"
Sword Master Qingtong was completely enraged, and he drew his sword with a low cry.
The bronze sword immediately turned into a sly light and attacked.
There is no sense of surprise for this sword, not to mention a sense of fierceness. Upon closer inspection, it is even plain!
This is surprisingly the point of returning to the basics!
It's scary!
Worthy of being the Qingtong Sword Master, this sword is enough to demonstrate his ten thousand years of kendo penance.
People are frightened, but they are intoxicated!
just.
Bingyang didn't show any fear, but stepped back a little bit, gently avoiding this terrifying blow.
"Hide? Can you hide?"
The Sword Master Qingtong said coldly, and stepped on the pace, once again killing him.
The bronze-colored long sword immediately exploded thousands of sword shadows, turned into a hideous and huge mouth, and swallowed it to the Bingyang.
But in an instant, Bingyang’s pace was no more, and people also saw thousands of afterimages. The sharp sword struck, stabbing on the afterimages, as if stuck in the air, unable to touch his entity at all. .
"Did it all?"
Others were shocked.
"What pace is this?"
"very scary!"
The powerhouses on the side of the Adversarial Maharaja whispered.
Binghai frowned, looking at Bingyang's footsteps, and said in a deep voice, "This is not our Bing family's footwork! Where did Yang learn it?"
"Perhaps it was Yang'er who had some adventure outside, and that's why he learned such an ingenious pace." Mrs. Bing smiled: "It seems that Yang'er has really grown up, and even Qingtong Sword Master could not be on him. Take advantage of it, and with this person, my ice family will definitely be worry-free!"
"The matter hasn't come to fruition yet, don't rush to make comments!"
Binghai said solemnly.
But even though Bingyang dodges the sword shadow of Qingtong Sword Master exquisitely, but Qingtong Sword Master is the overlord of one party, how can he only have this method?
He just saw him let out a long scream, and a green glow formed all over his body.
"Datong Magical Art!!"
Wow!
The green mans burst into splashes.
The halo dispersed around, instantly covering the entire arena.
But the spirit power floating on the ring melted in this halo, and finally turned into the sword energy of Qingtong Sword Master.
"what?"
Countless people below made a sound of shock.
"This is the famous skill of Qingtong Sword Master!" You Da Neng said coldly.
"I heard that Sword Master Qingtong can easily transform anyone's soul power into his own sword aura. It is very terrifying. With this weird and mysterious move, he often kills people by higher levels and suppresses the heroes in the four directions, so that he can achieve his sword. The prestige of the Lord!" The white-haired ancestor said solemnly.
When people heard the sound, each one was frightened.
Especially the Bing family, all breathing tightly, staring at the stage firmly.
With such a terrifying move, can Bingyang still hold on to it?
as predicted!
Sword Master Qingtong began to show off.
When the blue light dissipated, Bingyang's soul power could no longer be found on the entire Xuanjin arena, and all the soul power had been condensed into the sword intent of the Qingtong Sword Master!
I saw him raise his hand with a wave.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...
All sword intents were transformed into a horrible sword, flooding the ring, spinning around the ring frantically.
They are pervasive, circling crazily around the world of the ring, and their shocking power stuns countless souls on the edge of the ring.
In the blink of an eye, the Xuanjin Arena was already enveloped by a terrifying storm of sword intent.
The scene was dim, and the ghosts and gods were shocked, as if the end times were about to come.
Such a terrible blow, I am afraid that the gods will also fall!
"Although you have some talents and defeated the evil monk, this sword master is not a waste like the evil monk! Let you see my Qingcheng sword intent!"
As soon as the voice fell, Sword Master Qingtong roared again.
In an instant, all the Qi swords spun up, one by one like locusts, bombarding Qin Feng frantically.
"Yanger!" Madam Bing cried out.
"Quickly admit defeat!"
Binghai hissed.
He didn't want his nephew to fall down after his daughter was injured.
Once the enchanting genius of the Bing family is lost, the loss will be immeasurable!
Compared with the spirit injection artifacts, the current Binghai is more concerned about the Bingyang!
After all, although the spirit infusion artifacts are precious, there are still channels to obtain them.
However... Bingyang did not retreat in the slightest.
Facing the horrible sword intent that struck him, he actually acted unhurriedly. The eyes under the mask were indifferent except indifference.
It seems that the countless sword intents that have struck are not meant to kill him...
Sword Master Qingtong caught Bingyang's state at the moment, and immediately, there was confusion in his eyes.
Combining all the previous ones, Binghai felt like a stranger was standing on his stage.
At this moment, Bingyang drew his sword.
He raised his hand and slowly drew the sword pinned to his waist.
But...everyone was stunned when the sword was out.
That was... just an ordinary iron sword.
what happened?
With Bingyang's strength, how could his status in the Bing Family be so low? How could his weapons be so inferior?
However, Qingtong Sword Master stared at it several times and made sure that he had not read it wrong.
What Bingyang held in his hand was indeed a piece of broken copper and rotten iron. I am afraid that any person holding a sword in the Qingtong Sword Sect would have a better weapon than Bingyang's.
However, no one knew that the sword in Bingyang's hand was actually grabbed by him...
What does he want to do with this sword?
People are confused.
But seeing Bingyang raise his hand, staring at the attacking sword energy, his pupils suddenly rose, and the person rushed over, actually raising his sword and slashing.
The scene boiled again.
The Sword Master Qingtong was taken aback.
"Could it be that he wanted to use that broken copper and iron to interrupt my sword?"
This is simply a dream!
But next.
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
...
Look at the Bingyang Dance Sword, lightly cut away.
The sword qi that struck intensively was cut to pieces by him, and no sword qi could get close to his body.
Suddenly, Qingtong Sword Master was stunned.
