Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 798
"Langxie Body Refining Technique!"

Song Qing let out a low cry, his body shook slightly, three halos appeared impressively, and his aura suddenly rose, as if the Pianpian fairy had suddenly transformed into Lingtian War God again.

"Oh? It's not only a sword cultivator, but also an individual cultivator..."

Seeing this scene, the Nascent Soul ghost cultivator couldn't help being shocked, but the sword cultivator was already doomed to defeat, and now this guy in front of him is not only a sword cultivator, but also a body cultivator, this... isn't it complete abuse? !
Although the strength of physical cultivation cannot be completely compared with that of sword cultivation, it is still an existence of leapfrog fighting, especially when dealing with magic monks who can only attack from a distance and have weak close-up defense, often as long as they get close, they will be completely abused!
But that Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator is a Corpse Ghost Cultivator, which is equivalent to the Physical Cultivator among the monks, and his Cultivation level is higher than that of Song Qing, even though he is seriously injured now.

Therefore, after discovering that Song Qing was a physical cultivator, and Song Qing seemed to only want to fight in the form of physical cultivation, the Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator immediately changed from surprise to surprise.

"I didn't expect you to be a body repairer. Well, I'll play with you, sir."

The Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator scratched randomly with his two ghost claws, smashing all the sword light that Song Qing released before, and then rushed towards Song Qing with a long roar.

The ghost claws stick out, the ghost air is lingering, and the ghosts are crying and howling!

In an instant, ghost claws all over the sky rushed towards Song Qing.

Song Qing naturally knew that the other party was worried about his sudden change of tactics, so he deliberately said the words of the Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator.

"drink!"

But he didn't care too much, when he saw that Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator attacking, he immediately shouted violently, clenched his fist with his right hand, the fist was shining with a blue light, punched out, and blasted at the ghost claws all over the sky.

At the same time, Song Qing secretly practiced the anti-Langxie body training technique, his body trembled obscurely, and the wind of his fist changed, from one blue light fist shadow suddenly to two, and then one changed into two, two into four, four into eight... also Fist shadows all over the sky blasted at the Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator.

"Boom!..."

With loud noises, all the blue light fist shadows and ghost claws collided together, and the surrounding space couldn't help shaking. Song Qing blushed slightly, then calmed down, and his figure did not move.

On the other side, the will-o'-the-wisps on the Nascent Soul Guixiu couldn't help but retreated a few steps back and forth before calming down.

"It's actually... so powerful!"

The Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator looked at Song Qing in surprise, with an expression of disbelief. Song Qing's performance just now had already exceeded his understanding of physical cultivation.

"Anyway, it is also the existence of the late Nascent Soul, with this little ability, come again!"

Shaking his already numb fist, Song Qing's eyes flashed with fighting intent, he let out a low drink, and rushed towards the Nascent Soul Ghost Xiu again.

This is a very good whetstone, Song Qing will naturally make good use of it.

"Hmph! It was just a little test of the old man's sword just now. Since you are so ignorant, then you and I blame the old man for being merciless, the earth is evil!"

Seeing Song Qing rushing towards him again, the Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator's face changed, and then he snorted coldly, made a tactic with both hands, and activated his own kung fu.

Before, he didn't use the exercises, but only relied on his own strength to fight Song Qing.

At that time, Song Qing had already practiced the Langye Body Refining Technique!
"Bang bang bang!..."

Song Qing clashed with the Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator, and the air was filled with a green light and a ghostly aura, and there were collision sounds, and for a moment, they were evenly matched.

And as he confronted that Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator, Song Qing's mastery of his Langxie Body Refining Technique became more and more precise, and finally he was able to transport the power to a local area, so that he could not only hit the opponent better, but also Save your energy.

"Eat my punch!"

At a certain moment, Song Qing's right hand finally recovered, and his face became sharper. He concentrated all his strength on his right fist and blasted at that Nascent Soul Ghost Xiu again.

"Sky Yin Claw!"

Seeing that Song Qingyun was attacking with full strength, the Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator had no choice but to parry in a hurry, and the ghost claw immediately grabbed it with endless ghost energy.

If it is a low-level monk, in the current situation, they can still avoid sneak attacks, but with their existence, these are completely meaningless. After all, in a battle, whoever uses the spiritual sense to lock the opponent first.

Now that he has been locked by Song Qing's spiritual consciousness, facing Song Qing's attack, he can't dodge at all, so he has no choice but to respond.

"boom!"

There was another loud noise like thunder, Song Qing's fist collided with the ghost claw, Song Qing's face turned red, and he flew backwards, and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

A ghoul cultivator is a ghoul cultivator after all, but Song Qing is just a half-baked physical cultivator, except for the Langxie body refining technique taught by Tianlang, he has never practiced other techniques related to physical cultivation.

Therefore, after the Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator performed the ghoul cultivation technique Tianyin Claw, he immediately saw the difference!
Of course, Song Qing's Langxie Body Refining Technique is also an immortal technique in the fairy world. Even if Song Qing has not cultivated to the level of immortal technique, its power should not be underestimated.

At the same time that Song Qing was flying away, the Nascent Soul Guixiu couldn't help feeling ghostly, and then stepped back dozens of steps before he managed to stabilize his figure.

But just when he stabilized his figure, his face couldn't help but change. The already numb ghost claws were desperately scratching, and one after another ghost claws slammed towards the surroundings.

"Didn't you only use physical training to fight?!"

When countless ghost claws morphed and blasted out, the Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator was still screaming, with both anger and fear.

But at this moment, around the body of that Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator, countless cyan sword lights surrounded him, strangling and killing that Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator.

It turned out that when Song Qing was flying upside down, he was not idle, he had secretly grasped the sword formula and attacked that Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator.

"Hmph! Did you say you have to use physical skills? I just saw that you are a ghoul cultivator, so I wanted to hone my physical strength."

Seeing the Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator screaming, Song Qing snorted coldly, and explained to the Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator kindly:
"Now that the training has been completed, and you can't beat you with only physical skills, naturally you have to use your old skills!"

Old business? !

After hearing Song Qing's words, the Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator couldn't help being startled, even this bad physical skill can consume him like this, so how strong is his old profession? !

Thinking about it this way, that Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator suddenly loses all fighting spirit!

hair!There is also the fighting spirit of the ya, it is still important to save your life now!
After the long years experienced by this Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator, not only did he not take life and death lightly, but he took life and death more seriously!
Now that he realized that he was not Song Qing's opponent, that Yuanying Guixiu was not thinking about pulling a back, but how to escape for his life.

However, in the current situation, can he tolerate his escape? !

(End of this chapter)