Chapter 97 Killing a First-Class Warrior

Pei Xuanjing slashed out with his sword, accompanied by wind and thunder. It had the warmth of spring, the violence of summer, the chill of autumn, and the harshness of winter.

"kill!"

Gong Xingqiu's face was cold, and the scimitar in his hand was flying like a silver snake. The sword was shining freely and violently, and his body shape changed like a ghost. One person danced with a sword, just like thousands of people wielding swords, and the sword light filled the surrounding area.

Collisions again and again.

"I will kill you today!" Gong Xingqiu's face was cold and his murderous intent was sky-high.

He swung the scimitar again, and the originally full blood boiled even more, making each of his swords have several times more power than before, as if it were endless and continuous.

"good!"

Pei Xuanjing laughed heartily. Such an opponent was worthy of his all-out effort.

He suddenly changed his moves, like a drunkard, staggering, the long sword in his hand pointing east and west, pointing north and south. It seemed to be without any order, but it was actually wonderful. He came suddenly and left silently.

"Dharma Sword Technique!"

Seeing Pei Xuanjing making this Dharma sword skill so easy and freehand, he has undoubtedly reached the level of proficiency.

Qingyangzi was amazed in his heart, he was indeed a peerless genius.

"Humph, that's all!"

Gong Xingqiu was not afraid at all, he screamed loudly and came forward, his sword was like a swimming dragon, full of killing intent.

He also knew the mystery of Bodhidharma's swordsmanship, so he decisively abandoned the moves and chose the purest slashing, going straight forward, forcing Pei Xuanjing to defend.

"Haha. Is Guizhou Donkey exhausted?" Pei Xuanjing sneered.

He took one step forward, shook the hilt of the sword, and a cold light suddenly appeared, and the sword flowers scattered everywhere.

Then he jumped into the air, standing high.

At this time, the sword moves in his hand changed again, and he turned around and slashed towards Gong Xingqiu.

The strike of the sword was brilliant and swift, with a sword energy that chilled even the bone marrow, and the sword's sharp edge was so terrifying that it could not be resisted!

Flying fairy from heaven!

The man and the sword seemed to have become one. The sword's light was like a flying rainbow, and it pierced forward. The sword's light was brilliant and swift, exerting all the strength of the whole body on it.

This sword is not only the most powerful sword move, but also contains the power of the ten most powerful images.

"This sword technique is flawless and extremely brilliant." Qingyangzi also looked even more shocked because of Pei Xuanjing's move.

Seeing such arbitrary changes in swordsmanship, Qingyangzi knew in his heart that this was the supreme state of martial arts, and it could be regarded as unparalleled swordsmanship in the world.

"This move!"

Gong Xingqiu's complexion changed drastically and his pupils shrank, as if he had seen something incredible.

He just saw a sword light flying diagonally, like a startling light and lightning, like a rainbow across the sky.

clang!

At this moment, Gong Xingqiu's deep energy and vigorous blood had no effect, and he was easily chopped into pieces by this sword.

The scimitar in Gong Xingqiu's hand was cut into two pieces by Pei Xuanjing's long sword.

Then the sword did not change its momentum and flowed down from top to bottom, cutting through his clothes and leaving a deep blood mark on his chest.

But at this time, the Flowing Fire Sword in Pei Xuanjing's hand also let out a cry, and the sword body was covered with cracks.

Obviously, the Qianlian Divine Weapon at this time could no longer withstand the huge power instilled by Pei Xuanjing. After cutting off Gong Xingqiu's scimitar, he was finally overwhelmed.

Seeing Gong Xingqiu flying backwards, Pei Xuanjing threw out the Flowing Fire Sword and returned the long sword to its sheath.

He took a few steps forward and arrived in front of Gong Xingqiu in the blink of an eye.

The giant spirit suppresses the mountain!

Without hesitation, he slapped Gong Xingqiu with his palm.

There's no way to dodge or hide, and there's no chance to unload.

In the end, he could only watch helplessly as the palm fell on him, unable to stop him in the slightest.

This palm caused his muscles and bones to shatter, his true energy to scatter, and his blood to darken.

The powerful force was instantly transmitted to his whole body, and his whole body fell downwards. His whole body was embedded in the earth, and the land within a few tens of feet centered on him could not help but shake up and send smoke and dust everywhere.

"ah!"

Such a violent palm made Gong Xingqiu extremely painful, and he couldn't help but howl out.

His broken muscles and bones penetrated the skin, his organs were shaken and displaced, and thick and hot blood spurted out from all over his body.

"Leader!"

Du Chongyun on the side couldn't help but exclaimed with his eyes splitting.

The two men fought too quickly and ended too suddenly.

All of this was beyond Du Chongyun's expectation. He did not expect that Gong Xingqiu was almost completely unable to fight back when facing a second-grade warrior.

Seeing Gong Xingqiu who was seriously injured and about to die, Du Chongyun couldn't help but feel sad in his heart. It wasn't just an object hurting its own kind.

He is even more worried about his own fate. Now that Gong Xingqiu is dead, if that young man takes action again, he will definitely die.

However, facing the old eunuch who was pestering him, he could do nothing.

The sky is changing, the autumn wind is picking up, and fallen leaves are flying.

Pei Xuanjing turned a deaf ear to Du Chongyun's voice, and just focused his eyes lightly on Gong Xingqiu.

From Gong Xingqiu's appearance as an arrogant person to his current serious injury and death, it only happened in a short period of time.

Gongxing Qiujing, who was seriously injured and dying, stared at Pei Xuanjing and opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

Pei Xuanjing seemed to understand what the other party meant, and said calmly: "My name is Pei Xuanjing."

After hearing these words, Gong Xingqiu's eyes widened, as if he wanted to remember his face, and his hands struggled to grab something.

Suddenly, Gong Xingqiu's struggling hands stopped and fell down weakly.

At this point, the deputy leader of Maitreya, the first-class warrior Gong Xingqiu, died at the hands of the second-class warrior Pei Xuanjing.

Pei Xuanjing looked at the first first-class warrior who died in his hands. After a moment, he raised his head and cast his eyes on Du Chongyun, the supreme elder of Maitreya.

Du Chongyun, who was fighting with the old eunuch, felt Pei Xuanjing's gaze, and his heart suddenly turned cold and his face changed drastically.

"Does this eunuch need Pei's help!" Pei Xuanjing did not take action immediately, but spoke out.

The old eunuch was not unaccustomed to the idea of ​​bullying the weak with the majority. Hearing Pei Xuanjing's inquiry, he naturally would not refuse: "Then thank you, sir."

"Old thing, you are really shameless!" Du Chongyun cursed.

It was not easy for him to deal with an old eunuch, and with such a fierce opponent, he would definitely die.

Unfortunately, his scolding did not have any effect. Pei Xuanjing said to Qingyangzi: "Dean, can you borrow your sword?"

"It's an honor!" Qingyangzi smiled.

Witnessing the death of a first-class warrior at the hands of Pei Xuanjing, Qingyangzi naturally would not regard the young man in front of him as a junior, even if the other party was really his junior.

"Thank you!" Pei Xuanjing bent his five fingers, and the true energy flowed, and the long sword in Qingyangzi's hand flew out of the scabbard and fell into Pei Xuanjing's hands.

Without any reservation, Pei Xuanjing used a move of flying fairy from the sky to slash at Du Chongyun without hesitation.

Seeing this, Du Chongyun's face turned pale, as if he fell into an ice cave!