C369 Thousand Swords Done
C369 Thousand Swords Done
After releasing the dragon's power, the aurous core in Qin Yun's body returned to normal.
Following that, the golden dragon's body began to emit a golden light and turned back into a golden bead. However, the dragon pearl had almost returned to its peak condition and disappeared into the Dragoncry Sword.
Qin Yun felt the changes in his body and was stunned. He did not understand what was going on. "What's going on?"
At this moment, a long voice resounded in Qin Yun's ears. A golden dragon that was a few hundred meters in length appeared in front of Qin Yun. It looked at him with a look of approval.
"The thousand swords are complete!" Not only did he manage to comprehend the essence of the three swords so quickly, his own Dragon God Arts also had a breakthrough. "
"Senior, are you saying that I have just comprehended the Fallen Ying Sword Art?" Qin Yun was delighted.
"No, the Fallen Ying Sword Art is a sword technique inherited from the Fallen Ying Sect. It is impossible for you to comprehend its essence just by thinking about it." The golden dragon replied in a deep voice.
"However, the sword technique is always the same. No matter how strong the sword technique is, it still needs to be completed through the simplest chops, jabs, stabs, and slashes. It's just that the method is different." The golden dragon continued.
"Are you saying that what I comprehended was not the Falling Ying Sword Technique, but something new?" Qin Yun asked in wonder.
"That's right, the strong part of the Dragon God Tactic is that it doesn't have any moves. It only relies on one's own comprehension to open up a path for oneself!" Therefore, at the same time as you comprehended the sword technique, your Dragon God Tactic also improved. The enormous dragon energy that you released just now was the performance of your Dragon God Tactic upgrade. " Jin Long said in a deep voice.
"Thank you elder, I understand!" Qin Yun's tone was filled with incomparable resolution. He had to rely on himself to fumble through all his moves, which was why his battle prowess was growing stronger like a hot knife through butter!
"It's good that you understand, the Dragon God Art has improved, the Cultivation has reached the middle level of the Spirit Focus realm, but you have to consolidate it, don't be too complacent." When the golden dragon said that, it vanished from Qin Yun's sight.
Qin Yun withdrew his consciousness from the void of space and slowly opened his eyes. The time he spent comprehending the sword art in the void was only a few seconds in reality.
The moment he opened his eyes, his aura instantly changed. In everyone's eyes, such a change could not be expressed with words. They only felt that Qin Yun's eyes had turned brighter and clearer.
As for the middle-aged man that was sent flying by Qin Yun, he watched in disbelief at what was happening before him.
"What happened in those few seconds?" Everyone could not help but ask in their hearts.
Qin Yun first looked at Nangong Hao and Jian Fei who were fighting, and then turned his head to smile at the middle-aged man, "Hall Master Wang, right? Many thanks to you for your Fallen Ying Sword Art."
Although Qin Yun's smile was filled with heartfelt gratitude, to the middle-aged man, it was a merciless mockery.
He struggled to stand up again, "A warrior can be killed but not humiliated. Today, I will fight it out with you!"
After saying that, the middle-aged man went all out as he raised his sword and charged at Qin Yun.
Although he had been injured by Qin Yun, his attack was still not to be underestimated.
"I truly want to thank you, but since you want to die that badly, don't blame me for it." Qin Yun said as he stared at the approaching figure.
The might of the three sword strikes increased, one by one. The might of the three sword strikes had broken through a thousand jin, the might of the three sword strikes had broken through bamboo …
The Dragoncry Sword lightly danced in the air. "Shua!" Swish! "Swish!" After three sounds, the Dragoncry Sword in his hand swung out, leaving two afterimages behind it.
"What!?" Falling Ying Sword Art! How could you learn the Fallen Ying Sword Art!? " The middle-aged man looked at the afterimage of the Dragoncry Sword and cried out in disbelief.
"This is not the Falling Ying Sword Art, but the Dragon God Sword Art!" Qin Yun growled as the Dragoncry Sword in his hand instantly clashed with the middle-aged man's long sword.
"Clang!" With a crisp sound, the first sword strike forced him back half a step.
The Dragon God Sword Art was the same as the Fallen Ink Sword Art. One strike was stronger than the other, the second strike instantly cut the long sword in the middle-aged man's hands into two halves.
"Die!" Qin Yun roared as the power of the third strike arrived in front of the middle-aged man, leaving a golden trail of blood on his body.
"How could this be …" When the middle-aged man saw Qin Yun's Dragoncry Sword, he collapsed unwillingly.
Qin Yun looked at the Dragoncry Sword in his hand as a smile suffused across his lips. Clearly, he was rather satisfied with the result.
On the other side, when Jian Fei saw that the middle-aged man had died, he immediately became flustered, and his swordplay became disorderly and disorderly.
When Nangong Hao saw that Jian Fei had already thrown out all his forces, he immediately struck the iron while it was still hot. The cold light of the thin sword arrived first and he fiercely stabbed at Jian Fei's chest.
Jianfei quickly held the long sword horizontally in front of his chest, "Bang!" With a sound, the tip of Nangong Hao's sword touched the body of the long sword.
Jian Fei was knocked back a few steps by the fine sword's force.
At this time, the thin sword in Nangong Hao's hand flashed. He shouted in a low voice, "Moon Slayer!"
"Swish!" With a sound, a sharp sword Qi slashed toward Jianfei's body.
"This is bad!" Jian Fei's face paled. He wanted to block this attack, but he was currently retreating. He hadn't even been able to stand firm, so how could he withstand it?
"Bang!"
Beheading Moon struck the long sword, sending it flying out and crashing into the ground.
Jian Feixian felt the blood and Qi in his internal organs churn endlessly. He tasted something sweet in his throat, and a mouthful of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth.
Before he could stand up, Nangong Hao's slender sword was pressed against his neck. He coldly said to Jian Fei, "Your strength isn't that great. To think that you would consider yourself a genius!"
Jian Fei glared hatefully at Nangong Hao, but he didn't dare to move an inch. Right now, as long as Nangong Hao's wrist slightly trembled, he would be killed.
Qin Yun raised his sword and slowly walked over. He said coldly to Sword Flying, "You should have expected such a day to come the moment you struck Master Hui Yun!"
"That old bald donkey is not only stopping our Fallen Ying Sect from seizing the treasure, he is also protecting you. He would rather die than let us cover your retreat. He deserves to die!" Jian Fei roared.
When Qin Yun heard Sword Fly's words, he took a step forward. Killing intent surfaced in his eyes as the Dragoncry Sword in his hand flashed explosively. He was prepared to kill Sword Fly to avenge Master Hui Yun.
When Jian Fei saw this, he hurriedly said to Qin Yun, "This is the territory of my Fallen Ying Sect. You cannot kill me."
"You're right, killing you like this is too easy of you, seems like you are very proud of the Cultivation, I wonder what would happen to you if I cripple your Cultivation." Qin Yun grinned fiendishly.