Naruto boy in another world

Chapter 119 The battle of life and death
I don't know if Qinglian's work is credible or not. Thinking of Qinglian's words that night, Beihan took out the Qingcui token from his arms, which was the Qinglian sword order that Qinglian gave to Beihan.

The three supreme sword qi can face all opponents in the lower heavens, Bei Han can't believe this, but such a martial artist should still be sure.

"Sneaky, stealthy, sneak attack, you pretended to be a master of martial arts, hurt me Bing'er, hurt me Xiaobai, today you and I will not die, so you must die no matter what!"

Angry heart knots are surging up and down, and the surging soul power is running fast. On the one hand, it is resisting the engulfing of the soul-devouring mist, and on the other hand, it is carefully observing Qingshan's movements. Beihan's body is tense, every muscle is ready to activate his last Strong hit.

"I really don't know where your confidence comes from?"

Looking at Beihan standing upside down in front of him, Qingshan felt a little strange in his heart, but now that Bing'er and Xiaobai have lost their combat power, and the third-rank attack on the spiritual source can't threaten him, why is he so confident.

Facing Beihan, a person with great uncertainty, Qingshan cautiously stood where he was and watched Beihan.

"Why are you afraid?"

The corners of Beihan's mouth were slightly raised, holding the Qinglian sword order in his left hand, and the soul-eating mist in his right hand, looking at this so-called master of martial arts coldly and hotly with disdain.

"Don't you just have the guts?!"

……

The bright moon hangs high, and the cold moonlight casts on the top of the mountain, revealing a trace of depth and desolation. This is a windless night, but that kind of surging spiritual power is enough to chill the soul of an acquired martial artist .

The murderous intent was rampant, and the spiritual power was flying. This was a completely asymmetrical battle, but the young man with a straight back didn't have the slightest fear. Smile.

There seemed to be a slight tremor in the distance, and then the fluctuation of spiritual power became stronger and bigger, and then the black-robed green mountain immediately moved.

"Qing Luo Yin!"

Qingshan's hoarse voice was cold and deep like a devil, and immediately his hands began to move quickly.Draw with your fingertips and move naturally.

One after another spiritual power outlines are continuously completed, intertwined and connected with each other, which seems very complicated, but in Beihan's view, such a spiritual power imprint can at most be compared with a grain of first-grade spiritual source. If Bei Han obtains this It should be possible to thoroughly master such a fourth-grade high-level spiritual art within two days.

So Tianyuan masters are basically geniuses.

An excellent Tianyuan master is a very rare and peerless genius.

Having fought against this kind of Qingluo Seal many times, Bei Han has also mastered some skills. Since it is a seal, there should be a formation eye. For Lingyuan, the source core is the formation eye, but for this kind of spiritual art , the formation eye is the most core part of the connection imprint.

"Is this the trick again?"

Beihan slightly raised the Qinglian Sword Order in his left hand, and faced the five-foot-sized Qingluo imprint, a cruel sneer appeared on his face.

A master at the martial artist level who casts such a Qingluo seal is definitely not comparable to a martial artist in the acquired martial artist realm like Qingcheng. In front of such a huge Qingluo seal, Beihan's not yet fully grown body looks very small.

The huge coercion came, not to mention resistance, even the basic fluctuations in spiritual power Beihan couldn't bear, this level of Qingluo mark was much more powerful than what Beihan had seen before.

But Beihan is still not afraid.

A person who disregards life and death, no matter what kind of danger he faces, he will not be afraid.

What's more, Beihan is already covered with soul-eating mist. If there is no special medicine and spiritual source to treat him, Beihan will turn into a corpse in less than two hours.

Both left and right are dead, and he is afraid of some kind of martial artist, King Wu!

"bring it on!"

There was a frenzy of fighting intent in Beihan's eyes, and the sand behind him sprang out crazily, wrapping Beihan's whole body, and the golden spiritual power bloomed with dazzling brilliance. Beihan controlled the Lingyuan to transfer the spiritual power to his left hand , ready to send out the blow that Qinglian claims to be invincible in the lower Tianwu world.

Supporting the huge Qingluo mark with both hands, the black loose black robe tumbling under the scrolling of spiritual power.Looking at Bei Han who was frowning under the pressure of Qing Luo Yin, Qing Shan's hoarse voice in the black robe revealed a bone-chilling chill.

"Boy, now you know how weak you are!"

With bright eyes, Bei Han looked at the crazily ferocious face of Qingshan in the black robe through the veil that covered his face, without the slightest emotion.

This trick is strong.

But Beihan has the confidence to kill him.

Even if this sword energy can't kill Heipao Qingshan, then he will use the Soul Devouring Mist to kill him together.

Because the moment Heipao Qingshan hurt Binger, he was already sentenced to death in Beihan's heart.

So no matter what price he pays, he must die!

While running a huge mental force to resist the soul-devouring mist that gradually penetrated into the depths of his soul, while controlling his own spiritual power to rush into the crisp Qinglian sword order, Beihan has already made preparations.

"kill!"

"die!"

The two faced each other, hissing to the sky, whistling vertically and horizontally, and then the huge Qingluo imprint immediately covered Beihan, and the spiritual power was almost condensed into substance, and the Qingshi under Beihan couldn't bear such a huge The pressure also gradually appeared some cracks.

The gap between the two is too great.

But just when the black robe Qingshan thought he was going to kill this very difficult genius, suddenly a very explosive and extremely fierce aura emerged from Beihan's left hand.

That kind of coercion is like Beihan facing a master of martial artist level like him now.

Just a kind of coercion makes martial arts masters tremble with fear. How powerful is the sword energy in this Qinglian sword order? Could it be true that Qinglian said that it can face any master of the lower Tianwu world? .

This meant that such a sword energy was comparable to that of a martial artist at the peak of the Nine Heavens.

It's just that at this tense moment, Beihan didn't have time to think about these things at all. With the invasion of Beihan's golden spiritual power, Qinglian Sword Order also completely exploded.

In!
A clear and crisp sword cry sounded, and then a huge sword shadow galloped out of Qinglian's sword order, and stabbed directly at the eyes of Qingluo Yinzhen.

Boom~~~
As if passing through a thin layer of paper, Qinglian sword energy broke the Qingluo mark without any resistance, and then shot directly at the black robe Qingshan not far away.

"careful!"

Suddenly a sharp voice sounded, and then a figure flew out of the black robe, and that supreme sword intent pierced through the black robe directly, spurting out a stream of thick blood.

"what happened?"

Looking at the two people who separated suddenly, Bei Han was full of doubts. He always thought that the other party was just one person, but he never thought that the other party was actually two people.

Could it be that Qingshan has been staying in the black robe with another person like this? !
"Brother Shan!"

The thrown figure looked at the blood-sprayed green hill and let out another scream. From the weak fluctuation of spiritual power, Bei Han could feel that she was a little warrior who was only at the level of body tempering.

The black robe slipped off, and the bamboo hat was shattered into dust by the wave of sword energy. For the first time, Qing Shan's scarred face appeared under the sky.

Although Beihan used his huge soul power to look at Qingshan's face before, when he really saw this face, he still couldn't help frowning.

Knife scars are everywhere, sores are all over the face, half of the face has been festered, and the white cheekbones, sunken eyelids, half-covering the dull eyes, this is no longer a human face.

How could such a person exist in this world?
What happened to him?
"Brother Shan!"

Turning his gaze to the figure who was pushed out, looking at that pale face, Beihan realized that the other person was actually a woman, but she hadn't seen the sun for many years, and her whole face had no trace of blood, it was as pale as a crisp white sheet. Paper.

"She must be Qingshan's wife, I don't know why they became like this?"

Looking at the two people in front of him, Bei Han temporarily forgot Bing'er's vengeance and the pain deep in his soul, and let out a helpless sigh.

It seems that they are also hard-working people!

(End of this chapter)