Chapter 97 Aftermath

"What happened here, such a big movement, I could hear it tens of miles away, could it be that something happened to some treasure, so this Duanlong Waterfall became so dilapidated?"

A low-level monk asked the people around him.

"It can't be that the treasure was born, there is no fairy light aura that the treasure is born, maybe it was struck by lightning!"

"I'm afraid you are joking, the voice before must be a high-level monk fighting here!"

Gathering aside, most of them are low-level casual cultivators at the bottom of the comprehension world with three or four spiritual essences.

Many of them are monks who are hired to escort the boats on the tributaries of the Luoshui River, making the boats safely pass through the dangerous sections of the nearby tributaries, and earning a few hard-earned money.

The tributary of the Luoshui River that bypasses this waterfall is full of boats and boats, and there are many monks traveling by. Moreover, it is not far from the waterfall itself, so many monks have been attracted by the previous big battle.

These low-level monks,

It is possible that he has never seen an expert at the True Yuan Realm in his entire life.

Not much knowledge.

Gathered at this moment,

Pointing and pointing around this remnant, there are many discussions.

Some people even thought that monsters were raging here, causing such a terrifying scene.

There are all kinds of opinions, and there is no consensus.

"In the situation here, I'm afraid that there are people who are experts in the real yuan realm fighting here, and life and death are still separated between breaths."

A few late Lingyuan monks arrived later, hanging on the top of the tree,

Compared with those low-level monks, their knowledge is naturally wider, and they can easily recognize the general situation in front of them.

One of the elders with an old face, Lingyuan Yae, looked at the scene of the rocks collapsing and the waterfall and torrent in front of him, speaking.

"It's true that the power is more than that of a master of the True Yuan Realm, but whether it is a master of the real level is fighting or not, it's a matter of opinion."

A feather fan, a Taoist priest in white, shook his fan with an inexplicable tone.

"You mean..."

The old monk turned his head, just about to say something,

Suddenly, there was a scream not far away, and the low-level monks below exploded, and they all retreated in horror.

I saw the field,

A headless corpse was leaning on a boulder that had collapsed from a waterfall cliff, with a column of blood on its neck, gushing to the surroundings!

The surrounding monks were frightened and discussing.

But it was a big Han monk with double spirit energy before. He saw a smooth mirror-like incision on the collapsed boulder in front of him. The sunlight reflected, and it seemed that there was a sword shadow moving, which made him dazzled. Fascinated, his mind was also attracted to it, he stepped forward in a trance, stretched out his hand and couldn't help touching the incision mirror.

But at that moment,

A thin, weak like silk thread, but sharp like a sword fluttered out, like a flying insect flying over the lake, a tiny invisible ripple swept through the void, from the monk's neck floated up.

Immediately, as if cutting tofu with a silk thread, the head of the big Han monk with double spiritual energy fell to the ground with a grunt!

this scene,

It was terrifying to the extreme!

The low-ranking monks around shouted in horror and backed away.

"This is... sword intent?!"

Standing on a high place, the old monk with the eighth level of spiritual essence was attracted by the restlessness below. Naturally, he also saw this scene, and his pupils shrank to the size of a pinprick.

"Sword Intent, what is that?"

The monks who heard the old man's words around him asked in a panic.

"Hmph, if you practice martial arts to perfection, you will comprehend the true meaning of martial arts and martial arts, and completely integrate all of your martial arts and martial arts, possessing incredible power."

"This kind of artistic conception power, if it is not a first-class genius and evildoer with stunning talents, is actually a level of power that only monks above the True Origin Realm can come into contact with."

The Taoist priest in white with the feather fan scarf sneered, closed the fan with a snap, and didn't talk to these low-level fools anymore, his figure flew up like a big bird, towards the deep lake where the waterfall hit flew over.

Seeing this, several high-ranking Lingyuan monks around,

Also the sleeve robe fluttered, soaring into the sky, chasing after that person.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, a few monks in the late Lingyuan period rushed into the huge waterfall torrent, searched among the rushing water and waterfall, and put some stones with sword marks into the storage bag.

"What are those seniors doing?"

On the surrounding shore, the low-ranking monks looked dazed, a little puzzled by the actions of those high-ranking people.

Some people were startled, as if they had thought of something, with a hint of comprehension and excitement on their faces, they searched for broken rocks with sword marks around them, and put them into the Nawu Talisman.

After seeing this, the surrounding monks came to their senses and joined in the looting.

Just the sword marks remaining on the stone,

He easily killed a monk in the early stage of Lingyuan.

Even those high-ranking monks of Lingyuan regard it as an opportunity to find and store it in a storage bag, let alone those monks at the bottom of the cultivation world?

It must be a great benefit!

During the looting, two low-level monks accidentally aroused the remaining sword intent from the sword marks on the stone. As a result, one died and the other was seriously injured.

Some people even rushed into the terrible waterfall, regardless of the danger, forcibly cut the protruding reef with sword marks and took it away.

half an hour later,

The surrounding areas of the waterfall and the pool were scraped and turned, and they didn't stop until they could no longer find any stones with sword marks.

All the monks left one after another.

The river and waterfall that Zhang Qingyuan and Yuan Wenjun fought to destroy were now even more messy.

 …

Zhang Qingyuan knew nothing about what happened after he left.

The sword cut under the cliff of the waterfall is really the result of the combination of the right time, place and people.

That's probably because Zhang Qingyuan had almost no way of being able to replicate it before he stepped into the Realm Realm, wielding a power comparable to this sword's series of power!

And the extremely powerful sword intent in it, when the explosion impact swept the surroundings, it also left a deep residual sword intent on the surrounding broken rocks.

Although it is impossible for these remnants of sword intent to spread for two hundred years like a sword intent post by Water Sword Immortal in the past, it is probably not a big problem if it lasts for ten days and a half months.

If you can comprehend it,

This will be of great benefit to the improvement of monks' swordsmanship.

Of course, if you haven't stepped out of your own way of swordsmanship, although comprehending these remaining swordsmanship will make you improve your swordsmanship quickly, it is also easy to be infected by Zhang Qingyuan's swordsmanship unconsciously, and the path of swordsmanship becomes Even more difficult.

But all of this has nothing to do with Zhang Qingyuan.

Leaving from the cliff waterfall, Zhang Qingyuan followed the previous traces and returned to the place where he fought desperately.

The storage bags and other valuable things on the corpses of the eighth-level and seventh-level monks of Lingyuan were searched away, and then Lingyuan blasted a pit on the ground, and the two corpses were still inside, and the sleeves were rolled up. Yuan just rolled back the floating soil and fallen leaves around like a flood, and covered and buried the two corpses in the pit tightly.

After dealing with the traces, Zhang Qingyuan left the Luoshui River area without looking back.

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