Family cultivation: I am the reincarnation of an ancestor

Chapter 218 Four Seasons Sword, Lang Yun dies

Yan Qingxuan had a stern look on his face and swung his sword with one hand. The sword light was activated and glowed faintly blue. This was the Qiu Shui Sword Style.

It is his main long-range attack method.

Now after entering the foundation building, he can continue to use the Three Lotus Green Underworld Sword.

Under the care of the Mingli Scabbard for hundreds of years, this sword has been upgraded from a middle-grade spiritual weapon to a high-grade spiritual weapon.

It is the strongest sword that Yan Qingxuan can use, and the previous Xuanqi Water Spirit Sword has become a secondary weapon and is rarely used again.

The light of the sword was like a shooting star, slashing towards the Mingshan sect disciple opposite. The sword was so fierce that Lang Yun suddenly felt something was wrong and instantly put away his contempt.

He held the knife in both hands, lying across his chest, and there was a hidden flow of water gathering.

As the one with higher cultivation, Lang Yun naturally chose to face the offensive.

"Crack~Crack~"

The harsh sound of sharp objects rubbing against each other echoed through the space.

"Is your swordsmanship so strong?"

Lang Yun's face darkened, and he felt the strength coming from his arm. He felt that the young man opposite him was not as simple as he imagined.

At least this sword move cannot be performed by ordinary monks in the early stage of foundation building. The opponent may also be a core disciple of a certain force.

But depression was nothing but depression, and Lang Yun was not afraid. After all, he had the advantage. No matter how talented the opponent was, he would still be inferior to him in cultivation.

"die!"

The cruelty flashed in Lang Yun's eyes.

The long sword in his hand emitted a blood-red light, and the void seemed to be filled with blood mist, which was frightening.

The spiritual knife slashed, and at the same time, Lang Yun turned his left hand, and another string of snow-white orbs appeared in his hand.

The Ningying Orb!

When it comes into contact with the spiritual energy, the orb spins and emits bursts of fluorescence.

Under this fluorescent cover, everything seems to be stagnated by the water flow, making it difficult to move.

Including Yan Qingxuan's sword light.

But Lang Yun himself is not affected and can exert his full strength.

In an instant, the sharp knife was in front of Yan Qingxuan.

"Wow~"

The next moment, the latter's whole body was wrapped in green liquid, which continuously impacted the Chuanliu Taoist technique released by Lang Yu.

Even in this life, Yan Qingxuan, a native swordsman, still regards Renshui Yin Lei as his main means of defense.

It's just that now he has better killing moves and no longer needs the Hidden Spirit Finger.

Using the Renshui Yin Thunder to block the fluorescence of the Ningying Orb, Yan Qingxuan changed his sword-holding posture. While urging the Renshui Yin Thunder to clear the obstacles, the Three Lotus Green Underworld Sword spun strangely in his hand, as if he was writing with the sword. , painted with colorful paintings.

As the sword's rotation speed continued to accelerate, an illusion appeared to the naked eye, as if three Qingming Swords had appeared.

Then, the three swords slashed towards Lang Yu.

This is the Spring Fei Sword.

If the Qiushui Sword Style is Yan Qingxuan's long-distance attack method, the Ice Soul Sword Style is the soul-killing method.

Then this Chun Fei Sword is his close range and continuous fighting move.

In the past five years, Yan Qingxuan has never stopped using his natural sword body.

During these years, he successively practiced Xia Mang Sword and Chun Fei Sword.

Achieved the goal that I originally set.

Even Master Honglu admired these four sets of sword moves when he saw them, and gained a new understanding of his swordsmanship talent.

"what!"

Faced with the opponent's sudden change of moves, Lang Yun obviously did not react.

He hurriedly stopped, but was attacked and retreated continuously. Although he had many methods, he felt that he was unable to use them.

The Chun Fei Sword is like the falling spring rain, which is continuous and continuous. As long as it is deeply trapped, it will be difficult to escape and will be beaten passively.

"Weaker than expected." Yan Qingxuan murmured.

Now his sights are extremely high.

Not only did he have his past life as a reference, but many of Lang Huanzong's brothers also served as a standard for him to gauge the gap between ourselves and the enemy.

This is not because Lang Yun is weak, but because everyone around Yan Qingxuan is a genius in cultivation.

Seeing this situation, Yan Qingxuan prepared to fight quickly.

The teleportation formation is still running, and if it continues, something strange might happen. "Fight~"

The spirit sword chirped softly, and the sword's power changed again, as if it was a hot summer day and the scorching sun was exploding. The sword's moves changed from gentle to upright and majestic.

Xia Mang Sword is the most powerful killing move among the Four Seasons sword moves.

Na Lang Yun had just gotten familiar with the Chun Fei Sword, and the sudden transformation of the Xia Mang Sword caught him off guard again and caused him a slight injury.

"No, no, this guy is definitely not an ordinary foundation-building monk. His sword moves are ever-changing, and each one is extremely powerful. Could a sword cultivator with such strength be a disciple of Cui Wei Sword Pavilion and appear here?"

Lang Yun was horrified and regretted. If Bai Huo and Bai Huo were still there, he would not be so helpless even if the other party's hands and eyes were as wide as the sky.

Suddenly, Lang Yun felt a chill in his body, as if a cold light flashed across his soul.

"There are also ways to attack the soul."

At this moment, Lang Yun could no longer suppress his fear and exclaimed.

After just a moment of fighting, he already realized that he was far from his opponent's opponent.

Even if you are in the middle stage of foundation building, the opponent is in the early stage of foundation building.

There is even a risk of him being killed one-on-one.

"How to do?"

Lang Yun bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to cheer up.

Then, with a fierce look, he fired a one-time spiritual thunder bomb.

In an instant, a violent explosion occurred between the two, and the entire space trembled.

Lang Yun was also slightly injured, but he extended the range of his sword.

"No damage at all?!"

After a quick glance and seeing Yan Qingxuan's situation clearly, Lang Yun wanted to change his strategy.

In a head-to-head confrontation, he is no longer his opponent's opponent.

That can only be a surprise.

The former sword cultivator is obviously in the same group as the other people who support the formation.

As long as he attacks others, the sword cultivator will definitely come to the rescue.

When the opponent panics, he will definitely reveal his flaws, and then he will have a chance to turn defeat into victory.

Thinking of this, Lang Yu once again took out a medium-grade spiritual weapon and tried to stop Yan Qingxuan.

On the other side, Yan Qingxuan also saw the other party's intention. The matter of teleporting to the secret realm must not be destroyed.

However, the number of treasures possessed by Mingshan Sect disciples was beyond his imagination. There were actually four spiritual weapons.

You know, the foundation-building monks in the Yan family are considered rich if they have three spiritual weapons, and most of them only have one or two.

"Although that sword is not mature enough, it is time to use it."

Helpless, Yan Qingxuan prepared to use the last resort.

Yan Qingxuan's ultimate goal in practicing the Four Swords of Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter is to use his innate sword body to master three condensed swords that combine the four swords.

In the past two years, in addition to collecting space crystals, he has spent a lot of time on this matter.

It's a pity that the innate sword body is not so good that it can allow Yan Qingxuan to master the sword technique instantly.

He still has to figure it out on his own.

But after all these years, I finally condensed this Sword of Four Seasons technique.

With an instant sharp gaze, Yan Qingxuan dispelled the Renshui Yin Thunder, the source of the spirit body flowed violently, and all the mana was poured into the Sanlian Qingming Sword in his hand.

"go~"

The index finger and the middle finger are brought together, pointing forward, the Qingming Sword trembles slightly, like the sound of a phoenix, and is immediately thrown out, and the shadow of the sword can hardly be seen clearly.

There was only a four-color glow in the void, letting people know that a sword was flying by.

Suddenly, rain, snow, wind and fog suddenly began to rise at the same time, and the space was filled with various changes in light and water vapor.

"No! Spare me!"

Lang Yun felt a chill running down his spine, and a chill spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body.

In his eyes was the fantasy of the rapidly changing seasons, but in his heart was the horrifying desire to die.

That sword was too fast and too cruel.

Lang Yun didn't even have time to turn around, and he didn't even have time to use the spiritual sword and the Yingying Orb to protect himself, before the sword light pierced his chest.

(End of this chapter)