Chapter 43: Sword Skills Mastered

"No, we have to think of another way!"

"It seems that we can only start from the spiritual field. No matter how deep this kid hides, he can't just leave his spiritual field alone."

"We can't just ignore his spiritual field, can we?"

Chen Ziang thought of this and had an idea in mind.

He then left quickly.

It was March in the spring.

The warm wind was blowing, the sun was shining, and it was another good day.

Qin Ming carried his spiritual hoe and went out.

These days he has been practicing hard behind closed doors, and he has no time to take care of the spiritual field.

After a cup of tea.

Qin Ming came to his spiritual field.

The three mu of golden spiritual rice in the spiritual field has sprouted.

Two golden entries came into view.

[Name]: Golden Spirit Rice[Entry]: Weak Mana (Maturity 2%)

[Name]: Golden Spirit Rice[Entry]: Quality Improvement (Maturity 3%)

He walked over to the two mu of medicinal field.

Twelve first-grade superior spiritual plants, the Devil Flame Grass, survived, and eleven first-grade top-grade spiritual plants, the Seven-Leafed Huangling, survived.

The survival rate of almost half is already very high for superior and top-grade spiritual plants.

But what excited him was that --

Two entries were refreshed among these twenty or so spiritual herbs!

[Name]: Devil Flame Grass [Entry]: Great Success Level "Burning Blood Sword Technique" Ten Days (Maturity 1%)

[Name]: Seven-Leafed Huangling [Entry]: Abundant Soul Power X5 (Maturity 1%)

Qin Ming stared at the two entries with his eyes shining!

He was very excited.

"Sure enough, a pillow is sent when you are sleepy!"

Qin Ming has been practicing the "Burning Blood Sword Technique" hard these days, but there has been no progress.

He was almost discouraged, and now he thought that there was light at the end of the tunnel.

Qin Ming gritted his teeth and used a [Ripening] entry to ripen the two spiritual herbs immediately.

Half a day later

The magic flame grass and seven-leafed yellow ling grew taller at a speed visible to the naked eye until they matured.

Qin Ming immediately harvested the two spiritual plants.

Two green entries and leaves instantly appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness.

He currently has the following entries left:

Ripening x2

Regeneration of spiritual seeds x2

Abundant soul power x5

Ten days of the Great Accomplishment Level "Burning Blood Sword Technique"

The other entries were consumed in Qin Ming's daily practice.

As for the two entries in the Golden Spirit Rice Spiritual Field, he planned not to waste the ripening entries, since the Golden Spirit Rice ripens once a season anyway, and the ripening period is very short.

After doing this.

Qin Ming abandoned his distracting thoughts and used the [Ten Days of the Great Accomplishment Level "Burning Blood Sword Technique"] entry.

Boom!

The Great Accomplishment Level Sword Technique comprehension, like a revelation, descended on Qin Ming.

In the dark, Qin Ming felt as if he had practiced the "Burning Blood Sword Technique" for decades.

He couldn't wait to show off his skills and try out this great sword technique.

Qin Ming was so excited that he immediately jumped into the woods behind the spiritual field.

He wanted to find a place where no one was around to try out his sword technique.

Qin Ming ran inside for a while.

He ran.

Suddenly!

The same sense of crisis as last time suddenly surged into Qin Ming's heart.

With his powerful blood and qi, he instantly sensed that there were four murderous qi behind him, firmly locking onto him.

They were catching up at a very fast speed.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Four long green rainbows passed through the air!

Four cultivators dressed in Lingyu Sect clothing drove the magic boat to block Qin Ming's way.

Two were at the sixth level of Qi training, one was at the seventh level of Qi training, and the last one was at the eighth level of Qi training.

None of the four made any disguise, as if they were sure to defeat him.

Among them, the eighth level of Qi training cultivator was an old acquaintance of Qin Ming, Chen Ziang.

"Oh my! Fellow Daoist Qin, where are you going in such a hurry?" Chen Ziang showed a playful expression, his eyes revealed a cold light, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You really made me wait for a long time!"

"In order to wait for you to show up, I have been squatting here for several days!"

The cultivator at the seventh level of Qi training next to him echoed, "Brother Chen, we have to torture this kid well later, let him taste the taste of not accepting a toast and drinking a penalty! Hehehe!"

"I'm wondering, why does this kid like to hide in the woods so much? It made us chase him for a long time."

Another cultivator at the sixth level of Qi training looked at Qin Ming with a playful look.

Found that he was only at the fourth level of Qi training.

Then he volunteered and said, "Let me do it. Brother Chen, there is no need to take action to deal with this kind of stuff."

After that, he immediately took out a middle-grade magic sword and pinched the sword formula in his hand.

The flying sword pierced towards Qin Ming like a broken bamboo!

The other few people had no intention of attacking, and all stood by and watched the show.

The sixth-level cultivator who attacked Qin Ming also showed an expression of confidence in victory.

Dealing with a mere spiritual farmer, isn't it easy?

Qin Ming looked at the flying sword stabbing at him, expressionless, and had no intention of dodging.

"Hehe! Are you scared silly?" The cultivator laughed complacently.

Just when everyone thought that Qin Ming would be taken down.

The situation suddenly changed!

Whoosh!

When the flying sword was less than a foot away from Qin Ming.

Qin Ming moved!

He just stretched out his right hand and reached forward casually.

Clang!

The middle-grade magic sword that was flying at high speed was firmly grasped in his hand.

Clamped like a steel clamp, the magic sword body trembled violently, unable to move forward or backward.

Qin Ming exerted force on his arm, and the power of Qi and blood attached to the magic sword.

The magic sword instantly lost contact with the cultivator.

Qin Ming put it into his storage bag without any hesitation.

The cultivator of the sixth level of Qi training on the opposite side showed an expression of seeing a ghost, and said in horror: "How is it possible?! Catch the magic weapon with bare hands!"

"He is a physical cultivator!"

The four people on the opposite side realized that something was wrong!

They took out their magic weapons and prepared for battle!

Qin Ming looked up, stared at the cultivator who attacked with a sinister look, and said slowly: "Since you have attacked me with a sword."

"You might as well try to catch my sword!"

As soon as the voice fell.

A black long sword full of murderous aura appeared in Qin Ming's hand.

He was worried that there was no place to test his sword skills, so he would use these few to start the operation today!

The power of Qi and blood in Qin Ming's body burst out instantly!

It was transmitted to the black wind sword in his hand.

Then the Qi and blood were ignited, and a three-inch long flame blade light burst out on the blade.

Extremely sharp!

Swish!

Qin Ming leaped up!

His figure instantly disappeared from the spot, leaving only a residual image.

The first move of "Burning Blood Sword Technique" slashed at the cultivator with a sword, and instantly cut out eighty-one fiery red sword beams!

In a hurry, the cultivator hurriedly took out a golden bowl defense magic weapon to resist.

Clang clang clang!

The moment the flame sword beam touched the golden bowl defense magic weapon.

It was like cutting tofu and breaking it.

Immediately, the speed of the sword beam did not decrease at all.

It continued to slash forward and instantly penetrated the opponent's body.

Bang!

A cloud of blood mist suddenly exploded in the air!

The cultivator of the sixth level of Qi training was chopped into dozens of pieces by Qin Ming's sword and fell from the air.

This scene was too sudden.

The scene was suddenly silent.

The remaining three people of Lingyu Sect swallowed hard.

'What kind of terrifying sword technique is this? Even the defense magic weapon was broken! ’

Qin Ming only struck once, and completely shocked the three people!