The monk who was not angry failed to hit the target and became even more angry.
Immediately he took action again, and the zhenqi all over his body exploded. The terrifying force set off circles of strong winds, as if surrounded by endless strong winds.
"Devil!"
Following the loud shout of Monk Buha, the true energy generated by the Zen Book of Pure Reading swept out with the wave of the Zen staff, and the surrounding space vibrated.
The force of this stick was powerful and heavy, and it was as fast as a violent storm. Combining power with speed, the angry monk was determined to kill Qin Yu and vowed to kill him.
Facing the fast and fierce offensive, Qin Yu did not dare to be too aggressive, and immediately activated the Nine Yang Magic, and suddenly took action with the blue blood shining in his hand.
Waves of strong sword energy burst out, and a seemingly ordinary sword contained the supreme principles of swordsmanship, turning the complex into simplicity.
After fighting against the man in white, Qin Yu integrated the essence of the Invincible Sword into his own swordsmanship.
However, this is also the essence that the man in white has absorbed from the swordsmanship of Marquis Ziyi, and now it is mastered by Qin Yu.
Carrying an astonishing sword energy, he collided with the Zen staff in an instant, and suddenly a strong wind was set off, and sparks flew wildly with the strong wind.
"Qiang!"
The sound of Jin Ge spread out, deafening and deafening.
Qin Yu just took advantage of Monk Buhu to hone his swordsmanship.
After the blow, Monk Buhao's hands trembled, and the Zen staff in his hand almost fell from his hand.
I just felt that a huge force hit my whole body, and a numb feeling followed the Zen staff and spread from my hands to all parts of my body.
Not only did Monk Buhao's attack not gain any advantage, but he felt unable to withstand it.
Both feet sank several feet into the ground and were dragged backwards for a distance.
Before the monk could catch his breath, Qin Yu's attack roared in again.
In a moment, several swords fell down, and the monk could only resist with all his strength.
But the more he resisted, the more his heart palpitated. He really couldn't imagine what kind of monster Qin Yu was, with such terrifying internal power.
After two powerful and heavy attacks, his internal strength did not decrease at all. On the contrary, he felt that he was becoming more courageous as he fought, which made him tired of defending.
The attack of each sword is extremely sharp, and the swords are different, showing all the strengths of hundreds of swordsmanship schools.
He really couldn't imagine that Qin Yu could master so much essence of swordsmanship at such a young age. This not only required opportunity and precipitation, but also natural martial arts talent.
Even though Xuan, the saintly concubine of Cihang Jingzhai, is so talented, she cannot compare with Qin Yu.
After dozens of moves, Monk Buhao's defense became more and more sparse, and he felt anxious in his heart.
Even though he has the inner strength of King Kong, he doesn't have the slightest advantage in front of Qin Yu. It can even be said that it is not worth mentioning.
Hanhan and the mysterious woman on the side also made Monk Buai feel afraid. He knew about Hanhan's martial arts, but the mysterious woman gave Monk Buai a sense of danger.
If Qin Yu cannot be captured quickly, he may suffer disaster.
However, Monk Bu'an, who was tired of defending himself, had no choice but to do anything.
Each of Qin Yu's swords was extremely delicate and had unparalleled sword intent, threatening the life of Monk Buhui.
After a few more blows, Qin Yu saw a sneer on his lips.
"Qiang!"
Along with Qin Yu's shocking sword blow, the sound of Jin Ge was heard again. The figure of the monk who was not angry could not help but take a few steps back. The tiger's mouth of his hands split open and blood continued to flow out.
Monk Buhao's eyes were full of horror, and he almost... failed to take the sword.
He knew the consequences if he failed to take the sword.
But before he could take a breath, Qin Yu seemed to be about to end the battle, and the green sword glowed with green blood in his hand.
When the sword was struck out, it was as if a river of stars had been struck out, and there seemed to be endless power of stars filling it.
It is Xingyun Sword Technique.
The bright sword light flashes, but it contains endless murderous intent. The monk is already in a low state, and there is no way to resist it.
When the sword light fell on the Zen staff, the blood-covered hands of the monk could no longer withstand the power of the sword energy.
"clang!"
I saw the head of the Zen staff separated from the hands of the monk Buhui and fell to the ground.
But the sword energy continued to move forward, the cold light flickering.
The sword technique is as stunning as the Milky Way, but it seems to be able to cut through everything in the world.
Having lost his weapon, Monk Buha had no power to resist, so he could only try to retreat, but found that all escape routes were blocked.
However, the despairing monk Buhao seemed to see the rise and fall of the stars in the universe and the boundless vastness of the universe with this sword.
Monk Buhao's eyes were full of surprise and horror. He really didn't expect that the very ordinary swordsmanship of Yihua Palace would become so mysterious in Qin Yu's hands, and it was not inferior to those top swordsmanship.
"Tick tock!"
"Tick tock!"
But no matter how surprised and frightened he was, the sword light pierced his abdomen, and drops of blood fell to the ground.
The Buhu monk's skin and flesh were torn, and all the bones and blood could be seen.
"You... I, Sui Zhengdao, will never let you go..."
Monk Buhao said with difficulty.
But before he finished speaking, he fell to the ground and became silent immediately.
Three of the great Vajras of the Jing Nian Zen sect have died.
Qin Yu was still recalling all the deficiencies in his swordsmanship. Only by fighting against such masters could he better hone his swordsmanship.
The reason why Qin Yu was able to agree to Fan Qinghui without hesitation and go to the Sui Dynasty in person was because he wanted to use masters from Cihang Jingzhai, Jingnian Zen and other forces to hone his martial arts.
Monk Buhui died. Huanhan looked at it with great surprise in her heart, and her little cherry mouth opened slightly.
"Even if you are not angry, you are dead..."
Huanwan took a deep breath and blinked her eyes.
The defeat of the man in white at the hands of Qin Yu was enough to make Hanhan extremely surprised, but Monk Buhu... was the head of the Western Great Vajra of Jing Nian Zen Sect.
He is a master who is on par with the Master Fan Qinghui and the Yin Queen Zhu Yuyan, but he is completely vulnerable to Qin Yu.
Huanwen knew very well that Qin Yu had long been able to kill Monk Buhui with one sword, but he was like a cat playing with a mouse, practicing and honing his sword skills.
This surprised Huanyuan.
Even Lian Xing is the same. Lian Xing lifted her green hair with her bare hands and opened her lips slightly: "I didn't expect that Yu'er's star sword technique is so exquisite that it can copy the power of stars. I'm afraid that the star sword technique that my sister and I have mastered is also Not one-tenth as good as your swordsmanship!"
Lian Xing had seen Qin Yu's Star Sword Technique before, but as Qin Yu grew up and mastered the sword technique more and more, the mystery and power displayed by the Star Sword Technique were no longer the same.
"If not, I'll teach you too!"
Qin Yu put away the blue blood and illuminated the painting, gently touched the body of the monk Buhui, and then jumped to Lian Xing's side.
