Chapter 139: One index finger is crazy? But it’s enough.
"Fourth soul skill, murderous intent!!"
This is Chen Xin's single-target attack soul skill.
Don’t underestimate this small fourth soul skill. This sword is extremely sharp and once split Qianjun Douluo’s Panlong Stick.
A sharp sword energy surged from the Seven Killing Sword, drawing down blue thunder.
The clear sky in the daytime was shrouded by the Seven Killing Sword, and it seemed as if two eyes flashing with sword energy and thunder suddenly opened from the void, proving with such power how brilliant Chen Xin's swordsmanship was.
The shape of this sword occupied the entire size of the flower bed square.
It was like a giant sword made of hundreds of load-bearing pillars combined together, stabbing towards the tiny Yan Qing in the square.
Yan Qing still had one hand behind his back and did not take out any actual weapon.
He just slowly raised the index finger in front of his eyes and pointed it diagonally upwards.
Yes, with just a slender index finger, he blocked Chen Xin's fatal sword.
Boom boom boom! ! ! ! ! !
Like a wave, the pulse started from the Seven Killing Sword and Yan Qing's index finger and spread outward in both directions.
As a bystander, Qian Renxue had been unable to stand steadily because of the aura that spread out. Although her strength was enough to fight against a Soul Sage, she still felt tremendous pressure facing the tremendous aftermath.
It was as if someone with far greater power than her was viciously holding down her head and shoulders. It would take a huge price for her to stay standing instead of collapsing on the ground.
As a result, Qian Renxue felt Chen Xin's sword energy more intuitively.
"As expected of him, he is the last trump card of one of the top three sects. With this strength, I am afraid that only the elders of the Spirit Hall can fight him one-on-one without losing."
While Qian Renxue was sighing, she glanced sideways and noticed that Jing Yuan was yawning loudly.
Then he turned back into a general with his eyes closed, looking like he had not gotten enough sleep and was so sleepy that he fell asleep while standing.
Not
After all, the battle between Yanqing and Chenxin did not attract Jingyuan at all.
Jing Yuan knew everything about this battle. Even without opening his eyes or watching it with his own eyes, he could still figure out what happened.
No, how could he sleep?
How does General Jingyuan sleep at his age?
Thinking of this, Qian Renxue suddenly remembered that, yes, she couldn't remember Jing Yuan's age, so how old was Jing Yuan? Could he be a master with white hair and a youthful face?
Jingyuan looks like a young man with a good face but who only wants to sleep.
However, at this moment, Qian Renxue could still feel the domain of the Seven Killing Swords. The murderous aura had gathered into a black cover, changing the day and the moon, turning the day into night.
When the index finger and the Seven Killing Sword collided, the more powerful the sword energy surged, the more it could affect the weather.
“He actually took it with just one finger???”
Jian Douluo had no time to consider putting away his sword.
A powerful push came from the Seven Killing Swords.
Chen Xin is a top-level swordsman. He doesn't even need the physical existence of the sword when swinging it. Controlling the sword in the air is a completely basic operation, and he does it effortlessly.
But even though Chen Xin was flying through the air with the sword, he still felt a strong push from the Seven Kill Sword.
It was as if his weapon spirit had suddenly come alive and knew how to protect its master.
"So this is the world's number one swordsman."
"The general mentioned something about moderation. Yanqing should be able to grasp it now."
After Yan Qing finished speaking, he easily pushed away the Seven Killing Sword, which was several hundred meters in size, with his index finger.
At the same time, the sword's owner was also repelled.
"cough!!!"
Chen Xin was beaten back to the point of being helpless. Blood spurted out of his mouth as his sword intent dissipated. His eyes were filled with the word "helpless".
In order to prevent himself from flying too far, he had to condense two Seven Killing Swords and plow two long trails on the square.
The drag marks are very deep. If you look down, you will find that the cracks created by the drag marks are bottomless abyss.
"Uncle Jian, you."
"Do you need me to give you a helping hand?" Ning Fengzhi supported Chen Xin.
Immediately, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda appeared on his palm, speeding up Chen Xin's recovery.
It can also bring huge boost to Chen Xin at any time. Perhaps in that way, he will be able to win the respect of this adult.
(End of this chapter)