Chapter 70: Talisman Sword Slays Heaven's Pride Expert

"You are much stronger than other internal qi perfection experts."

Jiang Ding nodded, the twelve regular meridians internal power circulated, then surged into the sword tip, and another sword was stabbed out, sword shadows lingering in the air.

This was the truth.

Both were internal qi perfection, but the likes of Lu Jingtian and Yang Dongsheng were far behind this person, whether in internal power or sword technique.

*Clang! * Between the knife and sword collision, the massive internal power surged into the blade edge, directly shattering the internal power within, spreading along the arm into the body.

"Impossible, you are clearly not Innate, how can your internal power be so thick?"

Hei Jin's face was flushed, desperately resisting the foreign internal power invading his body with black flame internal power, paying the price of meridian damage to extinguish it.

In an instant, the surroundings within Jiang Ding's sight were covered by arrows. Trees the size of an adult's waist were pierced through, and in some places, even stones several fingers thick were pierced!

【This novel is first published, please go to the site to read!】

Chen Chen, who led the troops to kill within forty steps, paused, looking at the front in suspicion.

The seventh knife finally forced him back a step.

Jiang Ding didn't speak.

"Leave, you are not my opponent."

The sound of *bang bang bang* was endless.

But now, it was actually true?

These small meridians could accommodate extremely subtle internal power. Calculated in total, the internal power capacity was not three times that of ordinary martial artists practicing top-tier techniques, but two times was there.

Coupled with the fact that the Young Eagle internal qi quality was higher than martial arts internal power, such a situation was reasonable.

Bringing a large army to surround and suppress, making such a big fuss, and leaving without firing a single arrow, how would the Marquis look at himself?

"Slash!"

Peacock opening its tail, eight pure black black flame knives bloomed one after another in front of Jiang Ding's eyes.

If he was really invincible, why would the other party escape from the Prefecture City and let himself leave?

The black flame true qi's ability to burn internal power was useless in front of this strange white internal power!

As long as he joined forces with Chen Chen's Black Cloud Battalion, with his assistance and containment, he would inevitably... inevitably...

Chen Chen laughed loudly, pointing at Jiang Ding hiding behind the giant rock, mocking: "If he were really strong, why would he hide like a mouse?"

*Boom! * The eighth knife slashed into the air, falling toward the mountain forest below. Trees broke, the fractures were charred black, and a giant rock several feet in size was split into two.

He saw clearly that Hei Jin had clearly escaped more than twenty steps, and with his speed, he could catch up to join forces with himself in a few breaths, safe and sound.

"Innate sword qi!"

Hei Jin was terrified, and before he could do anything, the sound of piercing a bubble came to his ears. A long sword easily broke through the thin internal power protective shield and stabbed toward his throat.

Undoubtedly, his camouflage suit couldn't block this kind of volley.

In East Spirit Prefecture, no one didn't know the story of the founding ancestor of the Seven Profound Sect. Legend has it that the Seven Profound Ancestor swept through the heroes with a Hundred-Step Flying Sword, invincible in the world, respected in the Jianghu.

Hei Jin's expression turned cold, and he slashed out with a knife. Actually, black flames rose between the blade edges, accurately slashing at the incoming sword tip.

This was the most powerful move he inherited from the "Blade Demon Secret Record," burning his internal power to the limit, condensing the black flame to the limit, and slashing out eight knives at one point in an instant.

Hei Jin cursed angrily, no longer pretending, and fled for his life toward Chen Chen's unit that was rushing over at full speed.

"Damn!"

Jiang Ding's expression froze, his figure falling rapidly toward the ground, hiding behind a giant rock four or five meters high.

Jiang Ding, who was curled into a ball, stood up, jumped to the tree tip, the talisman sword left Hei Jin's chest, vibrated to shake off the charred blood on the sword body, turned into a golden light and flew back, hovering on his left shoulder.

"... How is it possible... here... so far..."

"My life is over!"

Leave?

This is an Innate strike! Just forced back ten steps, without even a sign of being slightly injured. What kind of monster is this!

!.

"Not good..."

Hei Jin said viciously. The eighth knife, the black flame became more terrifying, and there was a scorching smell in the air.

But suddenly, a hiltless red short sword didn't know where it came from, piercing his chest. The scorching sword qi erupted, stirring everything inside into a mass of meat sauce.

Chen Chen laughed loudly, pointing at Jiang Ding hiding behind the giant rock, mocking: "If he were really strong, why would he hide like a mouse?"

He closed his eyes in despair.

Leave?

This is an Innate strike! Just forced back ten steps, without even a sign of being slightly injured. What kind of monster is this!

"Sword, rise!"

Chen Chen thought this was a story. After all, which sect didn't have a legend of the ancestor attaining the Dao and becoming an immortal?

He muttered, and his body fell powerlessly from the forest.

"Black Flame Burns the Eight Desolations!"

Up to now, he had tempered and nourished 3,407 branches of the twelve regular meridians.

"Look!"

*Swish! * A pure black sword qi drilled out from Hei Jin's bosom, black flames surging, the aura more terrifying than Hei Jin's, and it even carried a spirituality, with a clear target killing Jiang Ding.

Jiang Ding's eyelids jumped. This kind of spiritual movement that could automatically lock onto the enemy and contained a wisp of Innate martial artist's will was a qualitative change relative to internal qi realm martial artists.

A violent pain came from his chest. Hei Jin looked down and found a section of red sword tip piercing his heart. The scorching sword qi erupted, stirring everything inside into a mass of meat sauce.

Chen Chen's face was uncertain, suddenly roaring, and bet it all.

He closed his eyes in despair.

The sunlight at noon gathered toward it, bright and dazzling. Looking from afar, it was like carrying a small sun on his shoulder.

Everything went smoothly. Jiang Ding, who used the flaw that the other party's control of this move was not proficient enough to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop, suddenly felt a trace of unease and retreated violently.

Jiang Ding advised.

"No matter what, you will definitely die today!"

Jiang Ding drank low, his internal power surging crazily, all surging toward the sword, and a regular arc slashed toward the front.

"Just deep internal power!"

*Boom! * Between the knife and sword collision, countless qi energy shattered, and Jiang Ding was smashed back ten steps, rolling into the forest, covered in leaves, extremely embarrassed.

Of course, the further he went, the smaller the meridians he tempered and nourished. Some couldn't even be observed by Innate martial artists' internal vision and could only be tempered and nourished with the help of the cultivation room's array spirit.

This must be the arrows shot by the internal qi realm martial artists among them, completely sufficient to compare to the power of rifle bullets, and even because the arrow mass was heavier, the power was stronger than rifle bullets.

*Swish swish swish! * Under the cruel military law training for many years, the movements of the heavy-armored soldiers had become instinct. The already tight bowstrings were released, and triangular refined steel arrowheads pierced the air, covering a small area where Jiang Ding was.

Sword-Exhibiting Style! This was the sword he practiced the most.

"Shoot!"

Chen Chen gritted his teeth, his heart turning a thousand times.

His master once commented on this knife, saying that it could severely injure an Innate expert by surprise.

Hei Jin drank coldly, and under one knife, the sky-filling black flames swept down!

"Hundred-Step Flying Sword!" 【70

Jiang Ding just slashed down with one sword.

The sword broke the air again; Hei Jin smelled danger, and rolling black flames rose from his body; looking from afar, he seemed to have transformed into a god of fire.

The blade qi arrived suddenly, extremely agile, as if held in the hands of a master of blade techniques.

Chen Chen blurted out, and the squad leaders of the soldiers behind him were all shaken.

Clang! He drew his sword and said sharply: "Those who kill the thieves will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver, promoted three ranks, and get to read the Hundred-Pace Flying Sword technique!"

"Those who retreat will all be beheaded, and their entire families will be demoted to slaves!"

Seeing this, the heavy armored squad leaders saw the soldiers' fear vanish; hearing the generous reward, fanaticism rose in their eyes, and they roared in response.

"Yes!"

(End of chapter)