Peerless vicious monk!rampage

Chapter 192 It turns out that Feng Qingyang is still a funny
In just a short time, he has broken through the innate, and even the veteran innate Dongfang Bubai was beheaded by him. This kind of cultivation talent can be called against the sky.

"As expected of a human devil, you are so crazy and brave. You actually attacked Heimuya by yourself and destroyed the Sun Moon God Sect."

Some are happy, some are sad.

With the collapse of the Sun Moon God Sect, someone climbed up to the Blackwood Cliff and was immediately suppressed. The broken corpses on the ground flowed like rivers and became a mess.

Some mountain peaks were still pierced with black iron arrows, and even some of the mountain tops were blasted.

The dismembered corpses on the ground were obviously blasted by black iron arrows, they were torn apart, and the mountain peak was stained with blood, which was shocking.

Especially Dongfang Bubai's corpse, lying there, made people tremble.

What is a demon?

At this moment, the Western Shu Wulin really understood the meaning of these two words.

This is an iron-blooded and ruthless person, extremely dangerous, once you provoke him, even your neighbor's dog will not be spared, they will be pulled out and beaten violently, and then their heads will be chopped off.

this is the devil

This kind of person must never be provoked, the consequences are not something you can bear.

After Ji Chen defeated Heimuya, in just five days, the Wuyue Sword Sect dominated the Wulin in Western Shu.

In the entire Western Shu Wulin, no one dared to contend with the Wuyue Sword School

Even the Five Sacred Sword Sect doesn't have a single top master, but standing behind him is Ji Chen.

The demon Ji Chen.

Huashan, thinking over the cliff.

Ji Chen left everything to Yue Buqun and Xiucai, and he hid on the Siguo Cliff for retreat.

"call out!"

A blue-colored, one-foot-long dagger flew past his eyes at a very fast speed, like a blue lightning.

The second level of spiritual mind swordsmanship, driving the sword.

After the congenital thunder calamity, Ji Chen's mental swordsmanship broke through to the second level, the realm of driving swords.

It's just that he has never had time to practice, until these few days, he took the time to practice sword driving.

With his mental control, the cyan short sword flew quickly in the sky.

The first level of mental swordsmanship is controlling the sword.

The second layer, driving the sword.

With Ji Chen's continuous practice, he became more and more proficient at driving the sword. A dagger is like an arm, and under his control, it shuttles through the sky.

A radius of 500 meters is covered by his flying sword.

As soon as the mind moves, the flying sword will kill.

Long-distance attack has always been Ji Chen's shortcoming. Every time he encounters a kite-flying man, he will go after him at a high speed. Although there is no delay, it always feels uncomfortable. There is a feeling of being chased by others .

Now with this one-hand driving sword technique, it can be regarded as making up for this shortcoming.

Moreover, Ji Chen had a guess that this mental swordsmanship might really be able to kill people thousands of miles away if he cultivated to the later stage.

As a result of the mind, the flying sword will reach it.

Within range, everything is truth.

Fist size, even justice.

This dagger was forged by Yue Buqun using all the resources of the entire Wuyue Sword Sect.It is as blue as the sky, as bright as a mirror, as thin as paper, and as loud as a fragrance.

The advantage of this short sword is that it is light and hard, like a magic weapon, extremely sharp.

Feijian pays attention to speed, the lighter it is, the faster it is, and the easier it is to control.

He told Yue Buqun about the treasures buried near Chen's house in Nanyang City, and Yue Buqun sent people to dig them out. Several large boxes of treasures made Wuyue Sword Sect not have to worry about financial expenses for at least three years.

So to help Ji Chen build this dagger, he used all the resources, the best materials and the best craftsmen.

"call out!"

Like a ray of blue light, the dagger flew across in a flash, stabbing at a boulder in the distance, piercing through the boulder with a puff, like piercing tofu.

On the boulder, a small wound runs through the entire boulder.

Then, under Ji Chen's control, Feijian turned a corner in the air, flew in front of Ji Chen, and landed in his hand.

Spiritual force driving the sword is just a means, but the shape of the sword conforms to the shape of flight mechanics, basically there is no resistance.

Mental power can also drive other things, such as knives, sticks, halberds, arrows, and even people.

But the shape of the sword is the most suitable weapon for flying.

Ji Chen also thought about combining mental power with bows and arrows, but the effect was not satisfactory.The shooting power of the bow and arrow is extremely far, and Ji Chen's mental strength can't reach that far.

Moreover, bows and arrows are too noisy and slow to use, not as convenient as flying swords.

After practicing for two hours, Ji Chen's mental power was almost exhausted, so he started to use the mental swordsmanship to recover his mental power.

In the distance, Feng Qingyang watched Ji Chen's practice all the way, and was stunned.

Can the sword still be used like this?
As an innate sword cultivator who entered the Tao with the sword, he discovered for the first time that the sword can fly by itself. After half his life of practicing swordsmanship, he is not as good as a layman.

So, Ya also imitated Ji Chen and began to drive the sword.

He put the sword on the ground and stared hard at it with his eyes.

"fly!"

"Fly!"

"You give labor to fly!"

"Grass!"

Feng Qingyang's eyes widened and he stared for a long time, the sword was lying flat there all the time, and no bird even touched him.

"I, throw... Le Lei, an old cat!"

Feng Qingyang doesn't believe in evil, Ji Chen, a layman who obviously doesn't practice the way of the sword, can drive swords, so there's no reason why he can't, as an expert!

So, he continued to stare at the sword on the ground!

"Fly!"

"You fucking let me fly!"

Ya riveted all her strength, her face was flushed, and the sword didn't move.

After holding it in for a long time, I almost got shit out of it, but the sword still didn't move at all, showing no face at all.

"Grass!"

Ya kicked on the sword and sent it flying.

"It's someone else's sword!"

He suspected that the problem was not with himself, but with the sword.

So, he fixed his eyes on the cyan dagger beside Ji Chen.

After hesitating for a moment, he made a decision, so he sat cross-legged on the ground, pretending to be practicing, and then supported the ground with the index and middle fingers of both hands, lifted his butt an inch off the ground, and then walked with two fingers, moving them to Ji Chen's side.

Silently, like a ghost, it slowly floated over, stretched out his hand, gently picked up the flying sword, then moved his body with his fingers, and floated back silently.

"call!"

Feng Qingyang let out a long breath, finally got the other's sword.

He put the sword on the ground, stared at Feijian with wide eyes.

"fly!"

"fly!"

"Fly!"

The sword didn't move at all.

"You are flying!"

Feng Qingyang became impatient, and turned his head to look at Ji Chen, that guy was about to wake up.

"You're really flying!"

Feng Qingyang put all his energy into it, his face was blushing and his neck was thick, his eyes were red and protruding outwards, his mind was highly concentrated, and his mind was full of thoughts about the scene of Ji Chen driving the sword before.

"Buzz!"

The dagger on the ground finally trembled.

"Damn! There's a show!"

Feng Qingyang was full of excitement, he seemed to have found the way.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a cold swish behind him, as if a pair of indifferent eyes were staring at him.

(End of this chapter)