Chapter 101: Primordial Is Like This

"Why?"

Jiang Ding asks, wanting to know the other party's thoughts.

Naturally, he is asking why such a powerhouse would want to kill two young children who have no threat and no grievances.

"Why?"

Wan Qianyu sneers coldly: "We martial artists cultivate day and night, never slacking off. Naturally, it is for quick revenge, naturally, it is to kill if we want to kill, and save if we want to save!"

"Is this your concept?"

Jiang Ding's brows relax.

"Then why, when your son died, you had to live and die, and couldn't let go? Is it because the person who killed him wasn't quick enough in revenge?"

"Seeking death!"

Wan Qianyu's eyes are full of evil, her footsteps point, flower shadows appear and disappear, and a sword passes through the distance from the eaves like a shooting star.

Swish!

A crimson flying sword breaks through the air, stabbing at the back of her head, the sword Qi scorching, making one not doubt whether it can pierce the Primordial martial artist's true Qi protection and open a big hole in the head.

Clang!

Wan Qianyu has to point backward with her body, accurately pointing at the tip of the crimson flying sword, forcing it back several steps.

She feels slightly relieved.

Although this flying sword is also a flying sword, it is far inferior to Qing Daoren's sword Qi, and the force is only much stronger than an Internal Qi perfection martial artist.

"'Dream-Eating Sword Demon' Jiang Ding, you are seeking death."

Wan Qianyu sneers, her white sword picks, and streaks of gorgeous sword Qi flowers appear in the void, from one to ten, blooming in turn, spinning, and the air is cut with a woo-woo sound.

Ten Flowers!

The famous sword technique of the Ziwei Sword Sect, and also the strongest sword technique she used to make a name for herself in the Jianghu.

The person in front of her, Internal Qi Realm, hundred-step flying sword, this feature is very easy to identify.

As for the different appearance, there are many transformation techniques in the Jianghu, and it is not surprising that flaws cannot be seen for a while.

"Seeking death is not the case."

Jiang Ding doesn't agree.

He points his finger, and the sky within a radius of several feet suddenly darkens. Countless sunlight gathers toward the crimson talisman sword in the center, heat waves roll, and the grass and trees on the ground instantly wither and turn yellow.

Wan Qianyu, who is close, feels it the most, only feeling that she is in a furnace for a while, and the consumption of Primordial true Qi accelerates.

"Kill!"

She shouts coldly, and ten gorgeous sword Qi flowers slash toward the crimson talisman sword in the sky with unknown arcs.

But she sees its sun-like sword body shake, and streaks of brilliant sword Qi separate from it, carrying a strong dangerous aura, each shooting toward a rotating gorgeous sword Qi flower.

Wan Qianyu's expression is solemn, and she slashes a sword forward with condensed Primordial true Qi, but suddenly she is stunned.

The moment the nine sword Qis collide with the sword Qi flowers, they dissipate like bubbles, with spiritual light points, without any force-bearing place.

At the same time, the hair on her heart stands up.

"Not good!"

Wan Qianyu's face changes drastically. In the moment of retreating, the white sword returns, and ten gorgeous flowers also surround her and defend in front of her.

However, it is too late.

At the back, where it was clearly empty, a crimson flying sword suddenly appears, piercing her Primordial true Qi at the back with a swift sword light, stabbing into the skin and flesh, and scorching sword Qi surges in.

"Get lost!"

At the critical moment, Wan Qianyu screams sharply, her face blood-red, using a desperate method, forcibly making the white sword speed up by more than double, narrowly stabbing at the tail of the crimson talisman sword, slashing it away.

At the same time, she forcibly operates the Primordial true Qi in her body, shaking out the crimson sword Qi that penetrated into her body along with a lot of flesh and blood, and a fist-sized pit appears on her back, with flesh and bones clearly visible.

The fist-sized flesh and blood hasn't landed yet, and it turns into a lump of charcoal.

"Ah!"

She screams constantly, and ten gorgeous flowers wrap around like stars, surrounding the crimson talisman sword.

But it sees it flash, break away, and in the sky, it either stabs or slashes, touching and leaving, never entangling, constantly wearing down the power of the sword Qi flowers, with minimal loss to itself.

Wan Qianyu wants not to entangle with a dead object, but sees Jiang Ding standing more than ninety steps away from her, and his footsteps are constantly moving, not hiding his intention to leave at any time.

Bang! Bang!

After quite a bit of wear and tear, the ten sword Qi colorful flowers extinguish one by one.

The sky darkens, the sunlight within a radius of several feet gathers toward the center, and nine brilliant sword Qis take shape again, whistling and slashing down.

Wan Qianyu stares for a long time, still unable to see where the sword body is!

Forced, she can only consume a large amount of Primordial true Qi again to condense ten sword flowers tightly in front of her, not daring to move at all.

But similarly, the nine scorching brilliant sword Qis also don't move, dancing around her head constantly, just not falling.

Jiang Ding's expression is calm.

These nine sword Qis are all condensed with the help of the Great Sun Gathering Spirit Array. As long as the sun doesn't set, they only need a little internal power to maintain.

"Damn!"

Waiting for a while, Wan Qianyu's Primordial true Qi is consumed in large quantities, and she has to kill toward Jiang Ding's direction.

Sure enough, the nine brilliant sword Qis fall from the sky, with scorching high temperature and an aura that makes spiritual sense constantly warn, which she cannot ignore. Seven gorgeous sword flowers slash into the air.

Boom!

This time it is no longer a simple shadow. The sword Qi is shattered by the sword flowers, and many scorching sword Qi fragments fall on the ground, easily burning the ground into black dots.

Wan Qianyu's heart turns cold.

If she still thought these nine sword Qis were just simple shadows like before, she would be a lump of charcoal now.

Swish!

An invisible sword also slashes past. Although there was preparation beforehand, it was still lightly slashed from the waist, leaving a charred wound.

"Guest!"

"Stop here, they are just two poor teenagers, let them go!"

Wan Qianyu wants to truce; there is no hatred between the two.

Jiang Ding doesn't speak.

The crimson talisman sword in the sky flies, and nine scorching sword Qis fall again.

This person doesn't look like a generous person, so it's better to cut the weeds and dig up the roots.

"Don't know what's good for you!"

Wan Qianyu curses angrily and flees toward the distance without looking back.

The crimson talisman sword keeps slashing down, splitting the surrounding sword flowers, leaving multiple wounds on her body, her aura getting weaker and weaker, but she finally escaped the range of the hundred-step flying sword.

Jiang Ding is about to pursue, but a large number of red-armored iron cavalry begin to appear in the drone perspective.

The battle between the two seems long, but in fact, every move is completed in an instant. Only three or four breaths have passed until now, and the reaction of these red-armored iron cavalry is quite fast.

Looking at the battlefield again, 'Half-Ghost' Wuma Kong, second on the Dragon and Phoenix List, has escaped at some point, leaving only the seriously injured Li Qingyun and Song Qing in place.

Tapping his toes, Jiang Ding comes to the two of them.

Song Qing looks at him in fear.

Defeating a famous Primordial powerhouse head-on and making her flee for her life!

Recalling the last meeting, he had a sense of condescension in the conversation because he was from the Qingniu Palace, and he couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.

If he had been more out of line, he would have been killed within a few swords!

Primordial powerhouses, as long as they hide well, are not afraid of grandmasters, and all power and martial arts holy places are like floating clouds.

'Ten Flower Sword Immortal' Wan Qianyu is a living example.

"Guest, Qingniu Palace thanks..."

"I saved you."

Jiang Ding ignores him, staring at Li Qingyun, who is pale and looks weak.

"It is so."

After a moment of silence, Li Qingyun says.

Although there is another trump card given by the master, it is indeed unknown whether he could survive under the joint attack of an old Primordial and the second on the Dragon and Phoenix List.

"I want the method to comprehend 'momentum', the one where you have unknown bonuses between moves. How does your life compare to this method?"

Jiang Ding says directly.

"Impossible!"

Song Qing's eyes contain hidden anger: "Guest, this is my sect's unique skill. Even if you saved us, you shouldn't be so coercive. This is not what a gentleman does!"

Jiang Ding doesn't care about him, just looking at Li Qingyun.

"My life exceeds this method."

Li Qingyun says without hesitation.

He takes a piece of broken wood from the ground, splits it into book pages with palm force, and internal power surges into it. Small characters like mosquitoes appear on the wooden board.

Soon, a wooden book with only six or seven pages appears in his hand and is handed out.

"Junior brother, I will explain to the master."

"Goodbye."

Jiang Ding nods, takes the wooden book, his figure flashes, and he leaves before the red-armored iron cavalry arrives. ===== CHAPTER 102 =====