Rupert Abraham - Ming called Taoist priest

The Xuanye Sword Spirit Clan's plan is obvious, this is to guard the Thirteenth Mountain by using ice to overcome fire.

You Bingjian Qi manipulated the vitality of heaven and earth and transformed into a beautiful woman with long blue hair. She blinked, and asked playfully like a girl, where did the venerable human come from?

The Human Clan Mingjiao, Zhang Wuji. Zhang Wuji looked at the strange woman with the head and the grass body, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he said angrily, You Bing Jian Qi, you should use your real body to talk to the sect master. Also, your name is a bit strange. .

The aesthetics of alien races are indeed very different from human races, and Zhang Wuji can't accept it.

Isn't my imaginary person good-looking? Hearing the words, You Bing Jian Qi dissipated his illusory body, and explained softly, I am the seventh Venerable in the You Bing lineage, hence the name You Bing Jian Qi.

Zhang Wuji didn't get too entangled in the name of You Bing Jian Qi. He quietly looked at the blue three-leaf sword-shaped spirit grass swaying in the wind in front of him, and asked, Qian Yan Ling Tie Shan's leader is determined to win, can you? Back down?

On the map, the Thirteenth Mountain is also known as the Thousand Flames Spiritual Iron Mountain because the thirteenth mountain is bred with Qianyan Lingwen Iron.

You Bingjian Qi tensed up instantly, and three sword-shaped leaves over one meter long stabbed straight ahead, defeating me, and the Qianyan Ling Tieshan will be yours, Master Zhang.

Zhang Wuji put his hands on his back and asked inadvertently, guarding the Qianyan Ling Tieshan, are you the only one?

With me, that's enough. You Bing Jian Qi seemed very confident.

Zhang Wuji nodded lightly and said, please!

Chi Chi Chi.

You Bing Jian Qi made a move unceremoniously, a blue sword leaf vibrated, and dozens of fierce sword qi shot out instantly, stabbing forward with the momentum of piercing gold and cracking stones.

Puff puff

Zhang Wuji dodged his body very casually, avoiding the blast of the dense sword qi, and let the sword qi pierce through the surrounding rocks, causing the smoke and dust to rise.

The three leaves of You Bing Jian Qi swayed at the same time, actually controlling the vitality of the heavens and the earth to display the sword technique, the You Bing Sword Spirit Technique, and the snow drifting thousands of miles to send a sword.

In an instant, on the top of Qianyan Ling Tie Mountain, the vast energy of the heavens and the earth surged, turning into dense sword energy, flying like snowflakes.

The snowflake sword energy in the sky spun forward, condensed into a snowflake giant sword with a length of tens of meters, and fell down with the momentum of opening a mountain.

Good swordsmanship, roar. Zhang Wuji was delighted to see Hunting, took a deep breath, his vitality manifested as a golden lion behind him, and a roar shook the sky.

The golden sound wave swept across and spread, directly shattering the Snowflake Giant Sword, causing the snowflake sword energy in the sky to burst into pieces, and You Bingjian Qi floated up involuntarily.

Zhang Wuji did not pursue the victory, but looked at You Bingjian Qi floating in the air with interest. He was full of curiosity, supernatural powers, and broken spirits for such a miraculous intelligent creature.

The dozens of roots of You Bing Jian Qi danced in the air, causing the heaven and earth above the sky to hang down. My You Bing tribe also has supernatural powers, Qian Bing Thorn.

buzzing

The roots danced, and there were ice thorns condensed, each two or three meters long, completely formed by the condensation of ice, and there were hundreds or thousands of sharp ice thorns.

The cold air filled the air, and the gleaming ice thorns roared towards Zhang Wuji from all directions. That posture was to tie his whole body into a sieve.

At a critical juncture, Zhang Wuji waved his hands, and his vitality surged out, manifesting a nine-layered flame mask around his body, and between the masks, there were small vortexes one after another.

This is the martial arts supernatural power, the Jiuyang Qiankun cover.

The ice thorn holes passed through, either melted by the flame mask, moved away by the small vortex, or directly collapsed, in short, not one of them touched Zhang Wuji.

Divine Ability, You Bing Three Thousand Swords. The three sword-shaped leaves of You Bing Jian Qi suddenly fell off and instantly turned into three thousand blue sword shadows.

The sun god fist, the rising sun. Zhang Wuji clenched his right hand and waved his fist, and the golden sun fire rose into the sky, like a round of rising sun rising with an unstoppable attitude.

boom!

This punch smashed everything, annihilated everything, the three thousand ice swords were smashed on the spot, the three sword-shaped leaves also became tattered, and the whole thousand flame spirit iron mountain trembled a few times.

What a terrible punch, what a terrible flame. The three tattered sword-shaped leaves flew back to the body again, and You Bing Jian Qi was trembling in the air in horror.

It's not that it doesn't want to escape, but that it can't escape, because the punch of the Sun God Fist has penetrated into its body, and the Sun God Fire, which contains the power of destruction, has already covered it.

The sun god fire wrapped around You Bingjian Qi, and the breath of death enveloped it. Zhang Wuji asked with a smile on his face, Do you want to die or live?

Ice can overcome fire, and conversely, fire can melt ice, and life and death are only a moment.

You Bingjian Qi exclaimed, "You want to kill me?"

What do you think? Zhang Wuji asked back.

You Bingjian Qi didn't want to die, so he hurriedly asked, how do you want to live?

If you want to live, you have to pay for your life. Zhang Wuji gave the answer of course.

You Bingjian Qi trembled and asked, how much is Master Zhang?

You watch and give until I am satisfied. Zhang Wuji readily gave a suggestion.

You Bingjian Qi asked tentatively, what if you are not satisfied?

Then you just want to die. The smile on Zhang Wuji's face disappeared instantly, and he announced murderously, "I'm not satisfied, you're going to die."

You Bingjian Qi said very distressedly, how about ten thousand top-grade primeval stones?

not good. Zhang Wuji shook his head.

You Bingjian Qi thought about it for a while, and then said, the ice spirit is ten pounds of iron.

Zhang Wuji still shook his head, not enough.

puff!

A stubborn leaf on You Bing Jian Qi suddenly bent, and the sharp blade slashed across his body, and the blood of the blue spirit grass spurted out instantly.

Zhang Wuji was greatly surprised, and asked subconsciously, are you trying to gain the sympathy of this sect master by self-harm?

The ghostly blue spirit blood solidified in the air, and finally turned into a sword-shaped seed.

You Bing Jian Qi explained that this is a kind of You Bing Sword condensed from the essence and blood of my You Bing Sword Seven, which contains my perception of You Bing Sword Dao.

Practitioners who practice ice, water and other attribute exercises can get my insights by refining the sword species. By the way, the sword species also has some magical powers of my Youbing tribe.

Zhang Wuji is interested, which is a bit interesting.

Is it enough? You Bingjian Qi asked expectantly.

With a big wave of his hand, Zhang Wuji said, 10,000 high-grade Primordial Stones, 10 catties of Frost Spirit Iron, plus the Ice Sword.

You can only choose one of three. You Bingjian Qi was in a hurry.

Zhang Wuji said seriously, no, this sect master wants all of them.

You Bingjian Qi chose to back down, you can't do this, at most you can choose two out of three.