There are two reasons for this result.
First of all, the proportion of people who have the potential to cultivate truth is pitiful among ordinary people. Without cultivating true constitution, even if the mental method is brilliant, it is futile.
Of course, you can also consume your own essence through the master of repairing the true nature above the age of Yuan, wash tendons and cut marrow for those who have no potential for repairing the true nature, or take the same kind of Dan medicine and natural materials and treasures. However, these second-line forces should have no masters beyond Yuan’s infancy, and the chances of owning the elixir of the fix-true world and the treasure of natural materials are slim.
Secondly, judging from the technique of Yu Lingqiu’s imperial sword, compared with Huangfuzi’s smoke in the late stage of his heartbeat, it can only be considered as an amateur.
Maybe these second-line forces don’t have a true mind method at all, and they don’t have a true meaning. These old undead have broken through the extreme of budo through some secret method or excellent talent.
In this way, the true qi is naturally transformed into the true yuan, and it also has the spiritual knowledge of the person who fixes the truth in the then period, and can control the flying sword through the mind. However, this is a natural thing. It is only the natural instinct of those who fix the truth in the then period, which belongs to the unique magical power of those who fix the truth. They don’t understand it at all.
Despair swept through the brain. What’s the use of figuring it out now?
The shock wave in the wound is still wreaking havoc, which is beyond the true spirit, and he can’t resist it with his current strength. Gritting his teeth and using all his strength, he stood up with difficulty and looked coldly at Yu Lingqiu: "You son of a bitch never dies. You are as virtuous as your son, and you are blind!"
"You …"
Previously, I heard Qi Yuankui’s begging and saw the worship of his disciples and grandchildren, and my vanity was severely satisfied. Chen Leng’s denunciation made Yu Lingqiu furious.
He pointed to Chen Han with trembling fingers, and it took him a while to squeeze out a word through his teeth: "puppy!" This seat must let you survive today, and you can’t beg for death! "
"Ha ha … old bastard, you gave birth to Lao Tzu’s frown!"
"Good good! I’ll see how long you keep your mouth shut, Fei Long Jian … Go! "
"Yu Lingqiu, is your play finished?"
Accompanied by the cold and arrogant voice, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Chen Han, and her white fingers flicked at the oncoming flying sword.
Ding!
The crisp sound of the sword passed, and the flying sword with great light suddenly seemed to be a stove watered with cold water, and suddenly it faded.
So strangely stagnant in mid-air, starting from the gap the size of rice grain at the tip of the sword, more and more fine cracks extend.
Bang!
It is one hundred times stronger than the hardest alloy in the world, and the flying sword filled with real yuan to cut gold and jade is turned into a pile of powder on the spot.
A young man in his early twenties, wearing a straight suit, stood in front of Chen Han, with a man dressed as a black super swat on both sides.
Yu Lingqiu’s face turned purple when his flying sword was destroyed by a finger, and his face was full of shock: "You are … Yu Lingqiu, the younger generation, the fourth generation elder of the Star Sword Sect. I wonder what your predecessor called you? If the younger generation has offended the older generation, please point it out and apologize! "
Those who can lightly smash the flying sword and seriously injure him by the way are definitely beyond the reach of the Star-Picking Sword Sect. Even if all the people who dive in the back of the mountain come over, I’m afraid it’s hard to get benefits.
"predecessors? You call me a senior? "
The young man burst out laughing, pointing to the black super police around Yu Lingqiu and saying, "Uncle, this old guy actually called me a senior. Tell him how old I am this year."
One of the black super police officers smiled indifferently and said in a cold voice, "Young Master just turned 23 this year, and the name of elder is somewhat inappropriate."
23 years old?
Yu Lingqiu not only didn’t relax, but his hands and feet trembled and murmured, "I don’t know … I don’t know which of the eight sects the young master belongs to, and the Star-Picking Sword Sect belongs to Tianjiange."
The young man who had just laughed loudly suddenly turned cold: "Press me with Tian Jiange? Even if I kill you in front of Jian Zun, he won’t sayno. What are you? What is Tianjiange again? ！”
When this was said, Yu Lingqiu, who was still a little lucky, finally thought of something.
Once, when he just broke through the limit of martial arts, he was lucky enough to meet the strong man in Tianjiange. The other party clearly told him that even if he exceeded the limit of martial arts, there were still many people who could not be provoked. Even if he was stronger than the eight sects, he had to be polite for seven points, that is, the four great families of Yan and Huang.
That is the top power that has been passed down for thousands of years. No one really knows how strong they are. On the surface, the eight sects are not much different from them, but they are not at the same level at all.
If you provoke them one day, it will be better to kowtow and plead guilty and die. As the patriarch sect, Tianjiange will never help them out!
Whew!
A purple flower flew out from the hands of young people, suddenly appeared on the sky hundreds of meters high, and turned into a huge jade brand of Fiona Fang ten meters high.
Jade brand exudes a thick breath, and there are nine purple dragons lingering around, cruising around and roaring. Endless coercion spread, and the Star-Picking Sword School belonged to Yu Lingqiu. Hundreds of people knelt on the ground with uncontrolled knees, and bean-sized sweat oozed from their pores.
On that huge jade brand, there are two purple and gold characters engraved impressively-Duanmu!
The young man glanced disdainfully at Yu Lingqiu, who was silent, and said lightly, "You, an ant, dare to threaten to kill my Duanmu family?" The Star-Picking Sword Sect will be removed from the list from today, and all the chickens and dogs will be slaughtered! "
Reluctantly mobilizing the whole body to resist the coercion from the top of the head, Yu Lingqiu’s voice brought into tears: "Master Duanmu, the villain is wronged! I … I never said I would kill the Duanmu family. Even if I had ten guts, I wouldn’t dare to say that. Master Duanmu matrixay … "
"oh? Do you mean this young master has wronged you? "
The young man’s face was cold and complete, and suddenly he grabbed Chen’s cold shoulder. A warm current swam around the whole body in a short time, and the firm but gentle shock at the wound was scattered and disappeared, and the wound that penetrated was repaired at a visible speed. He grabbed Chen Han’s arm and held it high, yelling, "You are blind! He is wearing my Duanmu family’s Jiulong jade chain, which is my brother who has been separated for eleven years. How dare you, old dog, kill him? You dare kill him? I fucked your ancestors for eighteen generations! "
The young man, who has always been extremely cold and arrogant, but kept calm, lost control of his emotions on the spot and screamed and appeared in front of Yu Lingqiu.
The fist was raised and smashed wildly, and the dazzling purple flower completely tore each other’s protective elements. At the same time, blood was splashed, and the sound of bone fracture was crisp and continuous.
"Bastard!"
"Old beast!"
"You dare to kill my brother? Fuck you and go to hell! Die! ！”
No one came to the rescue of Yu Lingqiu, who screamed repeatedly. On the one hand, she was bound by the coercion of the jade brand in the air, and it was impossible to even move. More was stunned by this amazing secret.
A few minutes ago, I manipulated countless people’s lives and deaths. The elders who were above me are now abused by young people like dead dogs …
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Chapter 31 Secret Revealed
The whole process was full of blood and violence. I don’t know how long it took. When the young people stopped, Yu Lingqiu was already dead. There are splashes of blood all around for several meters, and the ground is more than five meters deep, let alone a complete corpse. Even a bone can’t be found, only blood, minced meat and bone meal are stained all over the ground.
"Tu! Slaughtered! "