Chapter 1337 Prodigal Son

As soon as Song Yan and Princess Qingping fought, they attracted the attention of experts from all walks of life.

At first, everyone thought that Song Yan should have no resistance in front of Princess Qingping. After all, Princess Qingping was a master in the early stage of crossing the tribulation, and she was also the most powerful swordsman.

But things were beyond everyone's surprise. Although Song Yan lost to Princess Qingping, he was not as defenseless as everyone imagined.

Especially when Song Yan used the "Mie Xian" sword technique, everyone was so shocked that their jaws almost dropped.

On the spot, a master of crossing the catastrophe commented: "This sword technique can kill the early stage of crossing the catastrophe!"

Hearing the comments of this tribulation master, many people took a breath, especially Bei Gongshang, who was almost mad with jealousy, while Nangongyue Dongfang Yubai and other dudes were stunned.

It's a pity that after using that style of swordsmanship, Song Yan escaped directly from the imperial capital.

How could such a peerless battle be missed.

Therefore, everyone chased after them one after another, and finally came to the bank of the big river.

When their princess Qingping broke the river with a sword, even the one who had commented on Song Yan's sword in the middle of the tribulation thought he couldn't use such a powerful sword.

Just when everyone thought that Song Yan would die under that terrifying sword, they heard Princess Qingping threaten Song Yan at Da Jiang.

What made them even more dumbfounded was that Song Yan really appeared.

Then launched a Jedi counterattack, wounding Princess Qingping.

Seeing this scene, countless people don't understand, why is Song Yan so powerful when he is obviously just a late stage distraction?

It seems that the Black and White Sword Immortals were not so powerful back then, right?

Bei Gongshang, who also witnessed this scene with his own eyes, has already made a secret decision. If Song Yan is not dead this time, he will never provoke this pervert again.

It's just too scary.

But everyone didn't notice, not even a thousand masters of crossing the catastrophe, there were still six figures standing in the wind layer tens of thousands of miles above the sky. If Song Yan saw these six figures, he would definitely recognize them as The six elders of Huangmai.

"Brother Jiutian, this time you have accepted a good disciple for our Huangmai!" Linghu Menghua looked at the battle below, and said with a smile, with a sense of relief in his smile.

Jun Jiutian nodded approvingly: "It's good, it's just that I like to make trouble too much."

Zhou Qingyang said disapprovingly: "A genius is always different from ordinary people. What's more, this kid is simply a monster. He fights with distraction, absolutely unprecedented!"

"Have you noticed that this little guy's swordsmanship, body training technique, and that set of wind-inducing techniques are all extraordinary, at least comparable to the secret techniques inherited from our two lines of Phoenix!" Xue Yangzi said suddenly, with a faint look in his eyes. With a wave of horror.

"If he can dedicate these three secret arts to the Heavenly Sect, it will definitely be of great benefit to us!" Lonely Wuya said with twinkling eyes.

"I said lonely and boundless, you have lived tens of thousands of years anyway, how dare you steal something from a little guy?" Jun Jiutian said suddenly, with a bit of teasing in his tone.

Hearing this, Lonely Wuya said angrily, "I'm also thinking about the Heavenly Sect!"

"Tianjiao is not bad at those secret arts!" Jun Jiutian said again.

"snort!"

Lonely Wuya let out a cold snort and stopped talking, but the thought in his heart became more and more intense.

Song Yan naturally didn't know about the conversation tens of thousands of miles high.

At this moment, he was concentrating on it, wanting to see what kind of trick Princess Qingping would use?

Now, he can cast the Aspect of Heaven and Earth for at least fifteen and a half minutes, so he didn't attack first.

The next moment, Princess Qingping gently wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth, and then raised the long sword in her hand.

hum!

There was a cold sword cry, and then, a hundred miles around Princess Qingping suddenly turned into a world of ice and snow. snowflake.

These light blue snowflakes are very strange, they can ignore the energy shield on his body, directly penetrate the energy shield and fall on his body before melting.

As the snowflakes melted, Song Yan felt stiff all over. This stiffness not only came from the body, but also from the soul.

Seeing this scene, Linghu Menghua said solemnly at a height of tens of thousands of miles: "This is Xueyao's old woman's "Ice Soul and Snow Soul Sword". I never thought that she would also pass on the sword technique at the bottom of the box to me. Princess Qingping, it seems that she really attaches great importance to this closed disciple!"

"not good!!"

As more and more light blue snowflakes melted on Song Yan's body, he screamed secretly and was about to move them away.

But just as he moved, he found that the void in a radius of a hundred miles was blocked.

"snort!"

He snorted coldly, and the wings of the Blood Emperor behind him fanned out in conjunction with the Divine Wind Art.

Go five hundred miles!

Finally out of that damn place.

But at the next moment, Princess Qingping stepped forward and turned a hundred miles around into a world of ice and snow again.

"You can't escape!" Princess Qingping looked at Song Yan with extremely cold eyes.

Hearing the words of Princess Qingping, Song Yan was furious and said with a sneer, "Since you can't escape, then I will break him!"

The next moment, his expression became extremely dignified.

At the same time, the spiritual power in the sea of ​​consciousness circulated according to a certain mysterious trajectory, and suddenly, with his body as the center, a specious sword intent diffused.

As this sword intent diffused, those falling light blue snowflakes could no longer approach Song Yan's body.

"Broken Soul!!"

Song Yan spat out two words lightly, and then his whole temperament changed, merging with the mysterious sword intent.

"cut!"

Song Yan swung his sword.

It was just an ordinary swing of the sword, but with the slash of the Qingjiao sword, Princess Qingping's expression changed.

She took a deep breath and waved the spirit sword in her hand.

"Buzz!"

The two swords did not collide, but there were two invisible forces clashing with each other.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

The next moment, Song Yan and Princess Qingping spurted a mouthful of blood at the same time, and their faces became dull.

"What's wrong with them?"

Among the crowd watching the battle, a fitness practitioner asked puzzledly.

"If the old man is not mistaken, the two of them are attacking each other's souls with mysterious swordsmanship!" said the middle stage of the tribulation with an extremely horrified expression.

"Attack the soul?"

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed.

The soul is the root of a cultivator, hidden under the body and soul.

"Is there really a secret method to directly attack the soul in this world?" Another fit practitioner asked.

"Yes!" The middle-term of the tribulation nodded very solemnly: "This kind of secret technique is extremely terrifying, and it makes people carelessly guard against it, and there is no way to defend against it at all!"

at this time!

"Wow!"

Song Yan and Princess Qingping vomited blood again, their expressions became more fatigued, and their breath weakened rapidly, but neither of them had any intention of stopping.

Tens of thousands of miles above the sky.

"Should we stop it? If the fight continues, they will lose both!" Linghu Menghua looked at Jun Jiutian and asked.

"No hurry, let's see again!" Jun Jiutian waved his hand.

At this moment, a jade bottle suddenly appeared beside Song Yan.

"Crack!"

The jade bottle shattered, and hundreds of crystal clear pills flew towards his mouth. He opened his mouth without hesitation, and swallowed the hundred pills. After swallowing the hundred pills, he paled His cheeks were magically rosy.

Seeing this scene, the six Huangmai elders who were tens of thousands of miles high in the sky couldn't help showing shock and surprise.

Immediately Xue Yangzi couldn't help cursing: "Prodigal son, why is this kid so prodigal? That's a hundred cold spirit pills!"