Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

With a point between the eyebrows, a group of multicolored rays of light flashed out of the red and blue sword blades, held in Qin Fengming's hands, and pointed directly at the body of Zhang Quanling who was standing in the distance, also holding a red and blue sword.

With the slight movement of the blade in his hand, a bright sword light flashed out, like a thick electric arc flashing, and it shot in front of the old man in an instant.

Since he wanted to fight, Qin Fengming would not hesitate any longer.With a wave of his hand, half of the power of the long sword in his hand was activated.

This flash of soul attack is a secret technique attack of Xuanwei Qingyan sword when it is in the foundation building and alchemy state.

But when Qin Fengming sacrificed it in his hands at this time, its power is also unimaginable.Because the powerful soul energy contained in it is definitely not something that ordinary peak monks can resist.

If the sword light is actually imprinted on the monk's body, Qin Fengming can be sure that even a monk in the early stage of psychic power, it is unpredictable whether he can resist it.

Of course, any cultivator would not allow the opponent to attack him.

Faced with Qin Fengming's display, a sword glow contained in the terrifying spirit energy aura appeared in front of him, Zhang Quanling couldn't help but suddenly became dignified.

Gritting his teeth secretly, the red and blue long sword trembled rapidly in his hand, and three red and blue sword lights also flickered out, turning into giants several feet in size, and attacked Qin Fengming's sword light almost in no particular order.

The bang resounded, and the four huge sword glows disappeared in mid-air at the same time.

"It's not bad. It's really extraordinary that the thing of destiny in the hands of Daoist friends can block Qin's attack with only three sword lights. The following blow of the ice and fire soul will be several times the previous attack." Mighty, fellow daoist, you have to be more careful."

Seeing that Zhang Quanling was able to easily resist the attack, Qin Fengming did not pause, and the words in his mouth showed that Dao Dao Jianmang had appeared again.

The sword lotus composed of 36 blades spun rapidly and covered the old man.

This time, he still didn't fully activate the power of his talisman.But it is the sword lotus made up of the sword lights that have completely covered the area of ​​a hundred feet in radius.

Within the attack range, the void was almost cut by the sword lotus blades.

Seeing the power of the sword lotus, the old man's gaze suddenly turned cold, and a low shout sounded from his mouth, thick and thick sword lights flashed, and the blossoming sword lotus, like a huge lotus, shot forward one after another.

This time, Zhang Quanling sacrificed five sword lotuses, and finally resisted Qin Fengming's one sword lotus.

"Zhang Daoyou, what do fellow Daoists think of the secret technique sacrificed by Qin's Xuanwei Qingyan sword? Do you still need to sacrifice the most powerful blow of Xuanwei Qingyan sword?"

In this confrontation, Qin Fengming only sacrificed a sword lotus, but Zhang Quanling had to fight it with all his strength before resisting it. In his opinion, the judgment of the two sides' methods has already been established, so naturally there is no need to make another move.

"Hmph, the previous two blows were only done by fellow daoist, but for the next two strikes, fellow daoist will also try Zhang's method."

What surprised Qin Fengming was that Zhang Quanling obviously knew that there was a big gap between the strength of the two sides' natal objects, but there was still a hint of perseverance in his eyes.More harsh words came out of his mouth.

As soon as the words fell, a series of silk threads suddenly appeared in the air, and a huge silver silk net covered the place where Qin Fengming was standing like an overwhelming sky.

Looking at the huge silk screen in front of him, Qin Fengming is certainly no stranger to it.

This is the most powerful blow of the Xuanwei Shangqing Jue that only monks in the realm of convergence can display: the secret art of melting soul with thousands of threads.

But what made his face condense was that in the ten thousand thread melting soul secret art sacrificed by Zhang Quanling, in the seemingly slender sword thread, there was a strange rune pattern that Qin Fengming had never seen before.

I saw a series of tiny runes that were hard to see with the naked eye entangled in the sword thread, making the originally silver thread reveal a faint cyan fluorescence.

A very sharp aura contained in the extremely thin cyan fluorescence, which made Qin Fengming feel a strong sense of threat.It feels that the sharpness of the silk thread is no different from his natal object which is fused with the breath of Xuanguang spar at this time.

At this moment, of course, it was not the time for Qin Fengming to think too much, his eyes were icy cold, and the mana in his body surged rapidly. Qin Fengming, who originally planned to sacrifice half of his strength, had already aroused all the power of Xuanwei Qingyu Sword.

The same silk thread emerged, and the huge silver net flashed, and intercepted the huge silk net that was in front of it in a flash.

Amidst a terrifying piercing sound, in mid-air, ripples that seemed to be torn apart suddenly appeared in all directions, like waves of energy sword lights, rapidly slashing towards the surroundings.

Within a radius of hundreds of feet, mountains and rocks collapsed and the vegetation was cut into pieces in an instant.

If it wasn't for the fact that the Cai siblings had already moved thousands of feet away, just the spread of this terrifying energy would have wiped out the two of them alive.

"You actually resisted Zhang's relentless blow, which is far beyond my expectations."

The energy dissipated, and the two figures reappeared on the spot.The distance between the two of them is already hundreds of feet away.

Facing that terrifying attack, the two of them did not hesitate at all, and each of them used Xuantian Micro Steps to retreat a distance of one or two hundred zhang.

This time, Qin Fengming did not hold back the slightest bit, and sacrificed the greatest power of the Xuanwei Qingjian sword.

What he didn't expect was that the talisman that could crush the opponent before, this time, it actually formed a stalemate with this attack launched by the opponent.In the end, they disappeared at the same time.

The Xuanwei Qingyan sword that had been blessed by the Xuanguang spar was not even better than the opponent's natal object.

"You can block Zhang's blow, but you don't know if you can still resist the next blow." Just when Qin Fengming was shocked, the old man in the distance spoke again with sharp eyes.

What he said made Qin Fengming suddenly have a bad feeling.

The blow just now was already the strongest attack he could unleash Xuanwei Qingjian at this time.Even if he was able to unleash several sword nets in a row, it was still only the same attack.

Naturally, it will not become the next more powerful attack that Zhang Quanling said.

Just when Qin Fengming was vigilant, he saw Zhang Quanling in the distance suddenly flashing wildly with rays of light.A huge ball of light composed of red and blue rays suddenly appeared in front of him.

The ball of light flickered rapidly, and huge red and blue sword blades suddenly appeared in the ball of light.

That ball of light, like a hill, seems to be made up of tens of hundreds of sword blades.

"Whoosh!~" There was a rush of piercing sound resounding through the air, and the huge sword-blade light ball, like a meteor, rushed towards Qin Fengming who was staring in shock.

"Bang!~~" A bang sounded suddenly when the ball of light was two or three hundred feet away from Qin Fengming.

I saw the huge ball of light bursting out on its own.A series of huge sword blades of ordinary substance, carrying a power as powerful as the secret art of melting soul of Wansi just now, suddenly enveloped Qin Fengming from all directions.

Qin Fengming only felt that there were tens of hundreds of monks driving a Xuanwei Qingjian sword with all their strength, and sacrificed an attack no less powerful than that sword thread, and they were besieging him.

Faced with such a terrifying attack, Qin Fengming understood in an instant that it was already difficult to completely defend against this wave of attacks by the opponent only with the Qingzhu sword.