Fast Transmigration: The Strongest Slag Abuse Project

Chapter 109 There Are Always Troubles Coveting Me 5
Unexpectedly, as soon as he flew into the air, he suddenly saw a barrier glowing with silver light. Zi Crow suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly tried to stop, but it was too late, and the whole body slammed into the barrier.

The silver light suddenly appeared in the barrier, and the purple crow was violently bounced back.

Seeing him fall, Qingyun smiled sarcastically. The demons really have a bad brain. Since Luoyan Peak can be used to imprison prisoners, how can there be only a mere cage?
Watching Zi Crow kneel on one knee and land on the ground.

Qingyun sneered and prepared to take advantage of this opportunity to kill him directly with the Qingshuang Divine Sword.

Using her spiritual power, she slowly drew out a blue divine sword lingering in frost from the palm of her right hand.

As soon as the sword was released, the surrounding area was instantly like an ice cellar, the cold air curled up, and the ground was gradually covered with a thin layer of ice and snow.

"It really is a good sword!" Qingyun exclaimed in his heart.

However, just as the sword was halfway drawn out, the Qingshuang Sword suddenly buzzed, quickly shrank into Qingyun's hand, and disappeared from the palm of his hand in the blink of an eye.

Qingyun: ...

Is this sword really a coward?

Qingshuang Sword sensed her thoughts and immediately hummed in its palm with dissatisfaction:

"You're the coward! You're a loser. You can't even use one-tenth of my master's skills. How are you worthy of me?"

"Uh..." Qingyun became a little embarrassed, cooperating with her to be despised by a sword?

Seeing this, Ziya laughed wildly and said: "Hahaha... Mo Li, you don't want to conflict with this king even if you look at your sword, this king advises you to put this king back to the demons, otherwise... ..."

"There's so much nonsense!" Qingyun mobilized his spiritual power and waved his palm at Ziya.

Ziya flashed swiftly, and mocked: "Moli, why did you suddenly become so good? My king's skill has been reduced by more than half, and you can't even hit me. You can't use Sangong, can you?"

"Scatter your uncle's power!" Qingyun responded with a roundhouse kick.

Ziya jumped up, suddenly swooped down, and punched Qingyun.

Qingyun couldn't dodge in time, so he could only meet with his fist, collided with Ziya's fist, and suddenly a powerful spiritual power burst out, directly knocking Ziya far away, spitting black blood.

"Hehehe... Mo Li, your skill has indeed declined. If the world knows about it, your Qinghuizong will suffer immediately!"

Ziya stood up slowly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and showed a sinister smile on his face.

Qingyun ignored him, but raised his right hand and silently said to Qingshuangjian:
"Qingshuangjian, if you still recognize your master, you must cooperate with me to kill the purple crow now. Otherwise, once the purple crow escapes and its strength returns to its prime, it may be too late for you to regret it by then!"

Speaking of mobilizing spiritual power, he once again pulled the Qingshuang Sword out of his palm.

Qingshuangjian seemed to understand what she said, although he was still humming dissatisfiedly, but he didn't withdraw his palm again.

As soon as the Qingshuang sword was released, the temperature of the entire space dropped sharply, the wind was cold, and frost spread all over.

Qingyun's lips curled up into a sneer, and with a stroke of luck, he injected spiritual power into the sword and swung it towards Zi Crow. In an instant, the entire space seemed to be cut in half by the crushing cold air.

Zi Crow in mid-air saw a sword shadow that had turned into substance and was slashing towards him. The cold frost and snow almost made his body freeze. He hurriedly mobilized all the demonic energy to wrap himself up and reversed his body in the air, barely able to avoid it. Passing the shadow of the sword.

However, the sword energy of the Qingshuang sword roared towards him, and the magic energy pierced through with a "stab", leaving a deep sword wound on his waist, and the black blood was instantly condensed by the bitter frost before it flowed out.

The cold frost followed his wounds and ravaged his body, but in the blink of an eye, Zi Crow himself fell out of the black mist, his whole body covered with white frost.

He looked at Qingyun, spit out a few mouthfuls of black blood, and said mockingly: "I never thought Tangtang Moli Shangshen would do black hands."

Qingyun didn't say anything, but looked at him coldly. The long sword in his hand moved, reflecting a compelling chill.

Seeing that he was about to make a move again, Purple Crow shouted: "Stop! Let me tell you, your little lover's apprentice is in my devil's palace. If I can't go back, she will be corroded by the devil's energy and die in the long run! "

"Then I'll be relieved." Qingyun smiled lightly.

"What?" Zi Ya was stunned and suddenly felt something was wrong.

As soon as Qingyun finished speaking, a flying body flew up, and the Qingshuang sword in his hand instantly became heavy with sword shadows, stabbing at him from all directions.

The severely injured Ziya couldn't avoid it, a sword light passed through his head, his consciousness completely collapsed, and his body fell to the ground.

In order to make sure that he was completely dead, Qing Yun stepped forward and kicked his corpse, motionless, as if he was really dead.

Qingyun thought for a while but still felt uneasy. After all, the demons were cunning. If they hadn't used the Kongtong Seal to seal the demonic energy before, which greatly reduced their strength, she might not have been able to defeat them.

This guy not only tricked Mo Li many times, but his cultivation level was quite high during his heyday, and he was considered the leader of the demon army.

She is not as experienced as Moli, she has Moli's cultivation base, and she is not familiar with other skills. If she doesn't kill him completely this time, she may be in bad luck in the future.

After thinking about it, I just stabbed him a few more times with the Qingshuang Sword.

26 Seeing Qingyun using a good artifact as a butcher's knife, I felt disgusted.

When Qingyun came out of the barrier, he saw Xuan Qing rushing over. As soon as he saw her, he asked: "Junior brother, what happened? Just now I suddenly sensed something strange in the barrier of Luoyan Peak."

"It's nothing, it's just the demons trying to escape." Qingyun explained.

"Demons?" Xuan Qing was taken aback.

A trace of astonishment appeared on the warm and jade-like face.

"Brother, come with me." Qing Yun led Xuan Qing into the barrier.

Xuan Qing couldn't help twitching when she saw the purple crow stabbed like a hornet's nest on the ground.

He glanced at Qingyun, if it wasn't for her extremely cold face at this time, he really doubted that his junior brother let the other party die with thousands of arrows because of venting his anger.

When I think about it, my junior brother, who is like an immortal, was almost killed by a man...

Xuan Qing, who was usually gentle and elegant, couldn't help but turn his face away and curl his mouth.

This little move was quickly discovered by Qing Yun, she rolled her eyes, and asked lightly: "Senior brother seems to be very happy?"

"No." Xuan Qing raised her hand to cover the corners of her lips that could not help but bend upwards.

Then, with a serious look, he looked at Ziya's body and asked in confusion, "Since this is Ziya pretending to be, where is the real Ling Jing?"

"Dead." Qingyun replied.

"Uh..." Xuan Qing looked at the expressionless Qingyun and didn't know what to say.

Your apprentice is dead, you are still so calm?

No, Ziya was stabbed like this, could it be because the younger brother heard Ling Jing was killed, and it was too painful?

It seems that all the previous rumors are true?Poor junior brother!Even though I feel so sad inside, I still pretend to be strong.

Xuan Qing instantly sympathized with Qingyun, looked at Qingyun with a sad face, and sighed: "Junior brother, my condolences."

"En." Qingyun nodded.

The two of them came out of the barrier together. Xuan Qing followed him, patted Qingyun's shoulder, and comforted her again in a deep voice: "Junior brother, please forgive me!"

(End of this chapter)