Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

Chapter 342 The Wrath of the Vulcan, Crossing 8 Sides

Thirty miles away from the mountain cave, the mountains and forests were fighting endlessly, the real energy surged, and the roar shook the sky.

Yan Lingji is one against two, and the Feihong sword is invincible. The cold sword energy cooperates with the flame true energy, and the power of ice, fire, yin and yang is integrated into the attack, suppressing the opponent head-on.

Yingge has been in the ninth rank for many years, and her body skills are exquisite, and her strength is indeed not inferior to that of Mo Crow.

Han Qiancheng has also entered the ninth rank for many years, and his strength is close to the peak of the ninth rank. He is slightly older than Gai Nie, comparable to Wei Zhuang, and is also a genius.

At the beginning, when Gai Nie and Li Si cheated and escorted Ying Zheng away, Han Yu was held hostage by Gai Nie, and Han Qiancheng directly showed his hostility towards the successor of Guigu Zongjian.

Han Qiancheng even faced Gai Nie and said a word: If there is a chance, he must ask the disciples of Guigu for advice.

Of course, Gai Nie's Ninth Rank peak at that time hadn't broken through yet.

Now, after the battle at Qinian Palace, the contemporary Guigu disciples are famous all over the world, and Han Qiancheng has long lost his temper.

Han Qiancheng teamed up with Yingge. Both of them are first-class fighters, with extraordinary killing experience and superb swordsmanship. With their joint efforts, ordinary ninth-rank peaks will be suppressed.

However, Yan Lingji was out of the ordinary, and instead suppressed the two of them.

boom!

Yan Lingji's light blue water-like eyes flashed fiercely, three thousand black hair danced wildly, her red and brown three-colored long skirt swayed, her graceful figure was burning with flames, a burst of powerful energy burst out, and she was infinitely close to the realm of freedom.

"Vulcan Fury!"

Buzz!

The pillar of fire burned, Yan Lingji turned into the Goddess of Fire, and a two-foot-tall Vulcan phantom summoned, standing behind her, the domineering flames were extremely hot.

Yan Lingji held the Feihong sword in both hands, and slashed it down in the air.

The moment the Feihong sword slashed, the huge Vulcan phantom also held the sword in both hands and slashed, and the sword light flew down into the air, facing Yingge and Han Qiancheng head-on.

Brilliant sword energy, piercingly cold, straightening up the entire sky, killing it instantly.

Yingge and Han Qiancheng's complexion changed, and their energies were shaken immediately, and they each performed unique sword moves.

clang!clang!

Feihong's sword energy slashed down, Yingge and Han Qiancheng flew upside down, hit the tree trunk hard with their backs, fell to the ground with a muffled grunt, and vomited blood together.

The sword in Han Qiancheng's hand, which Gai Nie commented as a "good sword", was cut off in unison.

"Ahem!" Han Qiancheng coughed up blood.

Yingge smeared the blood on the corner of his mouth, the small mouth of the cherry was blood red, his delicate face was pale, his breasts heaved and heaved, the two-foot dagger in his hand was covered with the power of ice, the blue saber buzzed, and the thin sword energy trembled slightly.

"Flying Rainbow Sword, it's really powerful!"

Sword Immortal Li Changqing, Feihong Sword, a Flying Immortal outside the sky, broke Ji Wuye with a full blow that is comparable to a top master, cut off Ji Wuye's eight-foot gang knife, and made Ji Wuye the head of the owl.

The famous sword in the world is well-deserved.

boom!

boom!

Two peaks of true energy erupted, and everyone looked sideways.

Holding the sword in his right hand, Wei Zhuang stepped forward with a lunge. Gathering his momentum, he charged out with a sword. The ground was burning with light golden energy for several feet.

"Across all directions!"

One sword cuts out, eight changes, one style and eight swords, eight swords with killing intent combined into one, this sword gathers the power of the three treasures of Wei Zhuang's spirit, energy and spirit, and integrates the sword intent he has cultivated.

Han Yu's complexion changed, and he jumped out immediately, his cultivation base was fully opened, his mind was urged to the extreme, he swung the long sword in his hand, and the sword move drew continuous true energy, and the condensed sword energy was like a dragon in the water, and he shot across.

"Water Dragon Roar!"

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The two walked towards each other, and their long swords collided instantly.

A black stegosaurus and a blue dragon; two powerful sword qi collided instantly.

clang!

The sword blades collided, and the extremely dazzling sword light spread. Everyone at the scene felt deaf for a moment, and then felt the powerful air wave spread.

The nearby killer shouted loudly: "Quick back!"

choke!choke!

The incomparably overbearing sword energy spread and swept across the four directions. Big trees were cut across the middle, all shrubs, all rocks, and all vegetation were cut off by the middle.

Five feet, ten feet, twenty feet...

bang bang bang bang...

Explosions continued in the forest, and the unstoppable sword energy cut everything, and a radius of more than twenty feet was instantly razed to the ground.

After the dust scattered, Wei Zhuang took a closer look, and Han Yu had long since disappeared.

At the same time, Yan Lingji's beautiful eyes froze, and the seriously injured Han Qiancheng also disappeared, was taken away by Han Yu, and quickly retreated ten feet away.

Han Yu stood with his sword in his hand, and said calmly: "Ghost Valley swordsmanship really deserves its reputation. In Korea, there are not many who can draw with me."

"withdraw!"

With Han Yu's order, the soldiers of Daybreak retreated one after another, as did the soldiers of Bloody Castle. If they don't withdraw, they will surely die, so it's better to withdraw together.

Yingge dodged and was about to retreat, but Yan Lingji was even faster, and the Feihong sword came out, using the spirit crane body technique that Li Changqing taught her, and instantly killed her.

clang clang...

After a few moves, Parrot flew upside down, squatted on the ground with both feet bent, and slid several feet, sending sawdust flying.

Clang!

The tip of Feihong's sword touched Yingge's throat, her beautiful eyes narrowed, her delicate body that was about to get up stopped, and she didn't dare to move at all.

For the current plan, the only way to survive is to let Yan Lingji decide.

Wei Zhuang stepped forward, targeting Yingge with killing intent, and said lightly: "Where is the treasure? Take us there."

Yingge just looked at Wei Zhuang, and she felt shuddering, she knew that as long as she said a word of nonsense, the shark-toothed sword would definitely fall down, and if she wasn't killed, she could be crippled.

Parrot Song nodded and said, "I...I'll take you there."

She didn't want to die, how did her mother die?What is the missing piece of memory?Is Bai Yifei his biological father? ... There are so many doubts that have not been answered, she doesn't want to die.

Yan Lingji withdrew her Feihong sword and said calmly, "Lead the way."

Yingge has been injured, Yan Lingji's qinggong, swordsmanship, and cultivation are all above her, and there is a cruel and domineering Wei Zhuang, her only choice is to be obedient.

"You come with me!"

As soon as Yingge's voice fell, he was bullied.

Yan Lingji, Wei Zhuang, Lei Kuang and others quickly followed, the two hundred disciples left the casualties and some disciples to take care of them, and only took 100 people to go.

Whoosh...

The crowd galloped across the mountains and fields, rushing to rescue for thirty miles.

Yan Lingji always had bad premonitions, and she was burning with anxiety: "His Royal Highness, Wushuang Ghost, Hundred Poison King, Exorcist, you must hold on, you must hold on!"

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In a forest, Han Yu stopped, his heart heaved, and his face was pale.

"Wow—" Han Yu opened his mouth and spit out blood.

Han Qiancheng looked worried: "Fourth Master!"

The two ninth-rank cultivators were Daybreak dead men, and all the dead men looked over with worried faces.

Han Yu let out a long breath of foul air, slowly practiced his skills, and said with lingering fear: "Ghost Valley Zongheng really deserves its reputation. Although Wei Zhuang is young, his sword skills are already very good."

Han Qiancheng asked, "Fourth Master, what are we going to do now?"

Han Yu pondered and said: "We have held Wei Zhuang and others for half an hour, plus we have gone to the treasure land for [-] li. Even if Wei Zhuang, Yan Lingji and others successfully arrive, so what?"

"It's been so long, Tianze must die."

"As long as Bai Yifei makes a move, as long as the opponent is not Li Changqing, he has never missed a shot."

Han Qiancheng: "..."

There is such a saying! ?