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Chapter 136 Cultivator's Means, Little Thousand Sword Formation

Chapter 135 Cultivator's Means, Little Thousand Sword Formation
Hearing Yang Qing's voice, there was also a cold snort from Jumen:
"Boy, the old man has been waiting for a long time, hurry up and die!"

Then, the compass fell silent, and no one spoke.

Yang Qing galloped quickly towards the light spot on the compass representing the giant gate.

In this battle, he wants to kill people, kill the immortals and powerful monks in the mortal population!
Swish swish!
Yang Qing galloped along the way, through the mountains and jungles, through the boundless desert, all the way to the northern ice field!
His aura is now so strong that it makes ordinary warriors tremble, and it is the same for monsters.

There are no monsters with blind eyes who dare to show their heads, otherwise Yang Qing would not mind slaughtering a few of them.

At most, some monsters who had no time to escape were on Yang Qing's way forward, but they were directly crushed by Yang Qing's aura, leaving no bones left!

The current Yang Qing didn't even bother to recover the talent points of these monsters, because for him, it was too little!
Killing a bunch of monsters is not as good as a monk's talent points, so why bother?
Arriving at the northern ice sheet, the eyes are full of dazzling whiteness!
In the world of ice and snow, there are extremely few people left!
In front of Yang Qing, there is a towering snow mountain!

When he looked up, he could see that on the top of the snow mountain, there was a figure sitting cross-legged in the void!
Suspended, warriors can also do it, but it can't last.

But these cultivators in the aura realm can actually do it. Of course, Yang Qing also saw that there was a sword supporting him under the giant gate!
This is the means of the monks, and it is because of their means that they are shocked as heaven by mortals!
Yang Qing was still far away, and the old man sitting on the flying sword suddenly opened his eyes.

A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and then Jumen raised his hand to make a tactic, and waved in front of him!
Whoosh whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, a large number of long swords appeared in front of him!

"It's a pity, the old man's Little Thousand Sword Formation is not yet perfect, so he will use it to kill people!"

Jumen snorted coldly, then pointed his fingers, a large number of flying swords formed a formation, and instantly rushed straight to Yang Qing overwhelmingly!

"Hey, can you still play like this?"

The giant gate's attack method made Yang Qing wonder again!
This attack method is different from the previous few people.

The few people in front almost used their spiritual power to transform into various attack methods such as fists, palms, knives and guns!

Those who use weapons are mostly inputting spiritual power into weapons for combat.

But when it comes to Jumen, it is different. His weapons are not one, but numerous.

Yang Qing took a look at it for the first time, and the number was really a thousand!
Almost every one of these long swords is not weaker than the pseudo-spiritual weapons seen before!
Of course, these are by no means real spiritual weapons, Yang Qing can feel them.

Can control thousands of weapons at the same time, this method is also appalling!

Swish!

A large number of long swords came overwhelmingly, swooping down from the snow mountain, directly locking Yang Qing in all directions, as if to make him inevitable!
But Yang Qing didn't think about avoiding it either.

He raised his eyebrows, started with a long knife, and suddenly started running!

Tread Tread....
With the sound of rapid footsteps, Yang Qing approached these long swords quickly and proactively!
The next second, his long knife was suddenly lifted, and his whole body soared into the sky, and then he raised the knife, and chopped it down with a bang!

hum!
With this saber strike, the continuous snowflakes drifting between the sky and the earth fell silent for an instant!
Immediately afterwards, a dazzling ray of light shone on the blade, and the long blade cut down instantly!

boom!
In an instant, the long knife touched countless flying swords!

Ding ding ding.......
A series of crisp sounds came.

The formation formed by the long sword was instantly torn open!
puff!
On the top of the snow mountain, the giant gate controlling these flying swords spit out a mouthful of blood when they opened their mouths!
"Very good, you are really strong!"

Then, Jumen opened his mouth in horror.

He has already guessed about Yang Qing's strength if he could hurt several other Xingjun.

But now that he experienced it personally, he was even more astonished. Yang Qing's strength far exceeded that of ordinary warriors!

And he saw that there was already a faint purple light mixed with red on Yang Qing's body!

"Spiritual Martial Realm! You have broken through to the Spiritual Martial Realm!"

This discovery directly made Jumen exclaim!

Spirit Martial Realm, a realm that is almost impossible to appear in Tianwu Continent.

But now, Yang Qing is clearly at the Lingwu Realm.

Although Jumen is from the lineage of cultivating immortals, he also knows the ancient legends. As a monk guarding the Tianwu Continent, he knows more about warriors.

At the Spirit Martial Realm, one must complete ten refinements at the Yuan Martial Realm before breaking through!
In other words, Yang Qing has started at least No. 11 tempering now!

"Okay, okay! You are worthy of being the proud son of heaven, you are worthy of being blessed by the Martial Ancestor, and you can do things that are impossible for ordinary people. It is not humiliating to use the old man's sword array to kill you!"

At the same time that the giant door opened, Yang Qing frowned slightly: "There's so much nonsense, let me ask you, how did you manage to control so many long swords?"

Yang Qing was really curious about this question.

But the obvious Jumen won't tell him!
In the next second, Jumen waved again, and Yang Qing's long swords that disrupted the formation shook together!
"Boy, this is called a flying sword, not a long sword! Although the material is too low-level, it is not a spiritual weapon, but the old man has added gold essence, and it is not far from a spiritual weapon! Get ready to die!"

Jumen's voice fell, and his finger stretched out a little again: "Ning!"

In the next second, a strange scene appeared, and the flying swords actually started to assemble!
Just like the parts of Yang Qing's long sword, thousands of flying swords actually formed an extremely huge long sword in the blink of an eye!
"Destroy!"

Then, the giant door opened again.

The long sword trembled suddenly, and instantly turned into a streamer, stabbing directly at Yang Qing!

"The monk's methods are really weird and unpredictable!"

Yang Qing grinned, and he picked up the long knife in his hand again, and chopped it down fiercely!

when!
There was a loud noise, but the giant sword only trembled a bit, but it was not broken up!
Yang Qing frowned, before raising the knife, he cut it down again!

After this knife went down, some cracks finally appeared in the giant sword, showing signs of disintegration!

"it works!"

Yang Qing's face brightened, and then he kept chopping off with one knife after another!
In the distance, on the top of the snow-capped mountain, Jumen kept vomiting blood, and his face was extremely ugly: "Impossible! How strong are you?"

His sword array is his strongest attack, he is good at refining weapons, and his mental power is stronger than other monks in the same realm, and he has been feeding these flying swords with blood essence, so he can control thousands of flying swords at the same time, Formed this terrifying sword array!

With this sword formation, his strength has skyrocketed, not to mention reaching the strength of Tanlang's full 7000 spiritual power, at least it has more than [-]!
But now, at Yang Qing's place, he was still being suppressed and beaten!
boom!
In the next second, Yang Qing slashed out again, the giant sword disintegrated instantly, and countless flying swords shot out, completely out of the control of the giant gate!
"No! It's impossible!"

Jumen exclaimed!

But Yang Qing didn't pause anymore, and immediately rushed to the top of the snow mountain with a knife in hand.

"I told you, this is the Tianwu Continent, I am invincible!"

Yang Qing let out a roar, and instantly slashed down fiercely!

The dazzling red light is mixed with purple light, accompanied by the long knife cutting down instantly!

This knife was extremely terrifying, and Jumen instantly felt a terrifying life-and-death crisis!

He didn't even have time to collapse, and his spiritual power gushed out instantly, forming a thick spiritual shield: "Boy, it's not that easy to kill this old man!"

"is it?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Yang Qing's mouth!
He no longer kept this knife, and used it with all his strength!
boom!
The long knife fell, and the spiritual shield of the giant door exploded in the blink of an eye!
Yang Qing didn't stop, and raised his knife again to cut it down!

"Do not!!!!"

The giant roared in horror, and in the next second, he suddenly vomited blood, but what he got in return was the flying swords flying back together, wrapping Yang Qing up from behind!
"Blast me!"

Under the crisis of life and death, Jumen didn't care about these flying swords that he took too long to get.

In the next second, there was a terrifying throbbing from above these flying swords!

This is going to explode!

Yang Qing's eyes flickered, and he retreated instantly!

He felt that the terrifying power of these flying swords was even higher than the explosion of qi and blood he made before!
Even if he has started to temper his spirit body now, he may still be injured!

Boom boom boom!
In an instant, the flying swords exploded together, setting off a shocking wave!

Boom!

At this moment, an avalanche erupted from the top of the snow-capped mountain, sweeping down the mountain mightily.

And Yang Qing was also thrown into the air by the terrifying explosion, and fell into the rolling avalanche!
But the giant gate that was still on the top of the mountain also vomited blood, and its breath was exhausted to the extreme!
He looked at the place where Yang Qing fell, and his eyes were uncertain: "Is he dead? Should he be dead?"

He collapsed, killing a martial artist, not to mention causing him serious injuries, even the Xiaoqian Sword Formation that had been practiced for countless years was also destroyed.

If he hadn't been decisive enough to detonate the flying sword directly, otherwise life and death would still be unpredictable!

Yang Qing's difficulty, in Jumen's view, even surpassed that of a monk. Even if a monk has many means, he can't stand Yang Qing's fierce attack!
Knife after knife, Yang Qing seemed to have inexhaustible spiritual power, and the more he fought, the stronger he became.

Detonating the flying sword just now is actually Jumen's last resort.

If he couldn't kill Yang Qing, he really had to wait to die.

He is good at imperial weapons, once the flying sword is destroyed, let Yang Qing get close, how much can he resist?

According to his estimate, at most three knives!

But what about after three swords?He has only one death!
Yang Qing is so terrifying, is he still a warrior?

Even those real warriors from the ancient martial arts era are probably not as terrifying as him!
Of course, Jumen can also guess the reason, which is Martial Ancestor's blessing!
This is the Tianwu Continent, with the blessing of the Martial Ancestor, warriors are blessed.

If he really wants to put it in the upper realm, he will kill Yang Qing, it will never be so laborious!

But this is also very terrifying. You know, apart from Yang Qing, who else in the entire Tianwu Continent would dare to attack the monks?

Even, almost let him die!
boom!
But at the same time that Jumen was still in fear, the snow waves rolling down the mountain exploded, and a figure suddenly rushed out:

"Good method, is this a monk? Interesting!"

(End of this chapter)