Chapter 177 Let's fight to the death here
The Wuyang Mountains, even the outer areas, are full of peaks, high mountains, dense forests, and rolling hills, which are rarely visited by people.
Qin Ziling entered the Wuyang Mountains and, with the help of his agile body movements and wood escape techniques, dealt with Long Xiaotian for a while.
Finally, Qin Ziling escaped all the way to the valley where the cave where he hid and practiced was located.
"Old thief, I don't want to run away anymore. Let's fight to the death here!" Qin Ziling stood on a huge rock dozens of meters above the ground in the valley, looking down at Long Xiaotian who arrived later, and said with a determined look on his face.
"You are quite good at finding places. This place has a good environment, with mountains and water. It's a good place to live!" Long Xiaotian looked at Qin Ziling, standing with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile.
"It's indeed a good place!" Qin Ziling nodded in agreement, but he had already made the worst plan in his mind. If he couldn't kill Long Xiaotian, he would lead Long Xiaotian to the lake valley at the other end of the cave.
He is familiar with that place!
"Then let's begin! Let me see how capable you are. How dare you say that you will fight me to the death!" Long Xiaotian said lightly.
"Okay!" Qin Ziling smiled coldly.
He pointed his hand at Long Xiaotian, and twelve Water Cloud Swords rolled up clouds and mist and attacked Long Xiaotian through the air.
"You use the same trick again? Well, I'll exhaust your true energy first!" Long Xiaotian sneered disdainfully and raised his hand to slap him in the air.
Things happened just as Long Xiaotian had expected. The rolling clouds and mist rolled back in an instant as soon as they touched his palm power.
The twelve Shuiyun swords were also on the verge of crumbling.
But at this moment, Qin Ziling suddenly jumped high, with a broadsword more than two meters long in his hand.
The broadsword flashed a cold black light in the sunlight.
The muscles in Qin Ziling's hands holding the knife were tangled together like steel bars twisted together.
Diving down from a high place, the falling speed and force were so terrifying that the air below seemed to be squeezed out, rushing in all directions, and stirring up gusts of wind.
At this moment, Qin Ziling's long hair danced wildly behind him, his clothes rustled, his blood surged throughout his body, and he exuded an incomparably brave aura.
Suddenly, the whole world was dimmed.
Qin Ziling's figure and the Sky-Splitting Sword in his hand continued to enlarge in Long Xiaotian's eyes, filling the entire world.
It was as if Qin Ziling and the Sky-Splitting Sword in his hand were the only existence in this world.
The power of this sword is already approaching that of a great martial artist in the late stage of bone refining.
Long Xiaotian, who had always been smiling and looked like a master, suddenly changed his expression and his pupils shrank when he saw this.
The golden robe fluttered, and the strength of his whole body surged, even the bone strength that had been hidden all this time rushed out.
In an instant, the energy and air flow around his body circulated rapidly, and Long Xiaotian seemed to be wearing a suit of armor with a blazing golden flame.
Power shield!
Almost at the same time, Long Xiaotian slapped Qin Ziling's Sky-Splitting Sword with his palms.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!" The sound of metal clashing rang out.
Sparks flew everywhere.
Qin Ziling took advantage of the downward momentum and the weight of the Sky-Splitting Sword to slash three times in succession, then used the force to do a backflip and quickly retreat.
"Where are you going!" Long Xiaotian jumped up and slapped the air with his hands repeatedly. The sky was filled with palm shadows, layer upon layer, almost blocking the space within a radius of seven or eight meters where Qin Ziling was.
But while Qin Ziling was in the air, his body twisted like a snake, and with a "whoosh", he flashed out from the gap in the palm shadow in an instant.
At the same time, the Sky-Splitting Sword in his hand turned around and chopped back, landing on the layers of palm shadows, and then he used the force again, like a giant dragon soaring into the sky, rolling up clouds and strong winds, rising again, and flipping over and landing on the huge rock that he had just jumped off.
Standing on the boulder, Qin Ziling held the Sky-Splitting Sword in his hand and pointed at Long Xiaotian who had already flown to the ground below. His long hair was flying, and he looked indescribably majestic.
But at this moment, Qin Ziling felt both horrified and inexplicably excited.
What is shocking is that the strength of the great martial artist in the late stage of bone refining is indeed far beyond that of Mao Zongjun, Pang Tianpeng and others.
Two days ago, he was in the Dragon Vein World. He had not yet eaten the Huachi meat, and his martial arts skills were only at the level of Iron Skin. Unexpectedly, he was chopped down from the sky with three consecutive swords, and then the peach wood sword was released, and he killed Mao Zongjun smoothly. He didn't even have a chance to fight back.
But this time, with his Hua Jin cultivation, his strength was much stronger than two days ago. However, after three consecutive slashes, Long Xiaotian was able to counterattack instantly.
Fortunately, his "Dragon Body Movement" combined with the "Black Snake Mysterious Water Technique" allowed him to move and change in the air very agilely, otherwise he would have been sealed by his palm print just now, and would have had to bite the bullet and continue fighting with him.
If that were the case, he would probably have to release the three silver corpses in advance, or even use the power of the soul!
Because after the three slashes, not only did his arms feel numb, but an extremely sharp and hot force also penetrated his body along the Sky-Splitting Sword, forcing him to use all his blood and strength to eliminate it.
What excited him was that, relying solely on his physical strength and without mobilizing the pattern, he was able to suppress the Bone Refining Master by slashing him a few times, forcing him to defend with all his strength.
Compared to Qin Ziling's complicated mood, Long Xiaotian felt as if ten thousand horses were galloping through his heart, and his face looked gloomy and ugly as if water was about to drip.
He never dreamed that he, a great martial artist in the late Bone Refining stage, would be forced to burst out with all his strength in a head-on collision by a martial artist in the late Energy Transformation stage, and was even chopped down three times!
This is simply a lifelong shame!
“Pang Tianpeng and the others deserved their deaths! With such strength at such a young age, you can dominate the entire Xiyun Province! What a pity that you will be buried in this valley today.” Long Xiaotian quickly suppressed the anger and humiliation in his heart and said in a cold voice.
"Haha, you old thief, I'm so young, how could I die so early? If I have to die, you should die first!" Qin Ziling laughed loudly, looking indescribably arrogant.
"Looking for death!" Long Xiaotian shouted coldly, and suddenly exerted force with his feet, and the whole person soared into the sky.
"Kill!" Qin Ziling roared, swung his sword, and swooped down again.
The pattern on the chest lit up.
Waves of powerful and vast force surged into Qin Ziling's body.
Qin Ziling's body suddenly swelled a little.
The muscles bulged and tangled, looking hideous and terrifying, emitting explosive and terrifying power.
"Whoosh!" A knife chopped down.
The black blade cut through the void like a black lightning.
The air waves rolled and the wind howled.
"Bang!" With a loud noise, Long Xiaotian, who was rushing upwards, was chopped down to the ground by a knife. The sleeves on his arms exploded suddenly, turning into fragments dancing in the air. His star crown fell off, and his hair bun was also scattered.
Before Long Xiaotian could recover from his shock, Qin Ziling chopped him on the head with two consecutive swords.
Long Xiaotian had no choice but to use his palm to resist again.
"Dang! Dang!" two sounds.
Long Xiaotian retreated continuously, and every step he took left a deep footprint on the ground.
But Qin Ziling took advantage of the situation and did not show any mercy. The Sky-Splitting Sword in his hand was like a Fire Wheel, slashing at Long Xiaotian madly like a storm.
The terrifying force, the weight of the blade, and the crazy speed made Long Xiaotian, who had miscalculated, retreat again and again. He was only able to defend himself but not fight back.
"Ah!" Long Xiaotian was so depressed that he wanted to roar to the sky.
He could never have imagined that Qin Ziling's power could suddenly surge to such a terrifying level, not inferior to his at all .
To be precise, he is slightly better than him, but lacks the hardness and sharpness of bone strength.
If he had mixed his powerful and terrifying strength with a bit of hard and sharp bone strength, Long Xiaotian would probably have been injured due to this miscalculation!
But even though he was not injured, Long Xiaotian's energy, blood and strength were being rapidly consumed.
What depressed Long Xiaotian the most was that he decided to go on this trip on a whim and did not bring his favorite weapon, the Golden Flame Sword.
If he had the Golden Flame Sword in his hand, he wouldn't have been beaten like this.
The Golden Flame Sword was forged by a famous master. It was not only extremely sharp, but also suitable for his strength. Once it exploded, the sword light and flames flew, which was very powerful.
However, the Golden Flame Sword has a drawback. Not only does it weigh over 100 kilograms, but the blade is also only 1.5 meters long, making it inconvenient to carry.
Long Xiaotian is a great martial artist in the late stage of bone refining and an elder of the Jinlie Sect, one of the three major martial arts sects in Xiyun Province. How many people in Qinghe County dare to touch him?
Unless you want to start a war between the two factions!
Of course, there were few people in Qinghe County who were worthy of him using the Golden Flame Sword.
Therefore, this time, Long Xiaotian suddenly decided to ride the Blood Goshawk to look around, and he never thought of bringing the Golden Flame Sword with him.
As a result, I unexpectedly met Qin Ziling, this perverted guy!
However, Long Xiaotian is, after all, a well-known martial artist with great strength and experience.
He quickly realized that Qin Ziling must have used some secret method to have such a sudden surge in strength.
This secret method could not last long, so after being suppressed and beaten by Qin Ziling for a while, as soon as he recovered a little, he began to move around, trying to save energy and avoid a head-on confrontation with Qin Ziling.
Qin Ziling naturally understood Long Xiaotian's thoughts, and would never do as he wished.
The powerful cold iron sword technique coupled with the mysterious dragon-swimming body movement, coupled with his cultivation of the soul, made his perception extremely sharp. He was able to block Long Xiaotian's way to move, retreat and evade every time, forcing Long Xiaotian to fight him head-on.
This move made Long Xiaotian so angry that he almost vomited blood.
In the end, seeing that he could not match Qin Ziling's body skills, and also because he was confident that he was a great martial artist in the late stage of bone refining, with surging blood and strong and long-lasting strength, Long Xiaotian was too lazy to fight with Qin Ziling or play any fancy tricks, so he simply fought Qin Ziling head-on.
Long Xiaotian's move was naturally exactly what Qin Ziling wanted.
So the two of them fought head-on in the valley, with rocks flying everywhere and trees falling down one after another. The scene was many times more spectacular than the battle between Xu Jiabao and his son against the Eight Desolate Green Python last year.
I don’t know when a dark cloud floated in the sky, covering the valley and the sky became dark.
"Dang! Dang!" With two loud noises, Qin Ziling flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, then knelt on one knee with a "bang", gasping for breath.
