Bang!

The sword was stormed out, not only blocking the sword, but also shattering the afterimage of Lin Yun.

But there was still a blood mark on his face, and a few strands of black hair flew out.

Whoosh!

Zhuge Qingyun suddenly appeared, stretched out his hand and a strand of black hair appeared in his hand.

Qin Cang put away the sword and said, "Senior Brother, how about my sword?"

Zhuge Qingyun shook his head and said, "It's not very good. This is just the sword technique that Lin Yun used in the Star Lord Realm. You have not yet completely cracked it. If he had nothing to do with an accident, you might still not be able to handle his current sword technique."

Zhuge Qingyun is a proud disciple of Tian Xuanzi. He is known as a saint who does not come out and is invincible in the world.

However, this title is a bit mysterious after Jian Jingtian entered the realm of life and death and became the king of heaven in one step.

"Is it still so much? If I compare my swordsmanship with him, I will definitely lose." Qin Cang was a little disappointed. He had just returned from the Dragon Empire, and his state of mind and cultivation were completely transformed.

It is far from being comparable to Lin Yun in the past, but only in terms of sword cultivation, it is still incomparable to Lin Yun.

"Fortunately, I won't practice swords anymore."

Qin Cang clamped his hands and released a terrible sharp edge with ten fingers, which was sharper than a sharp weapon.

Click!

The holy sword broke when it responded, and the sound of the clang continued.

Zhuge Qingyun took a look, and a strange color flashed in his eyes and said, "Golden Dragon Holy Body? Are you sure you want to take the path of becoming a saint in the body of a dead body? This path is extremely difficult to walk."

Qin Cang said lightly: "The Golden Dragon Holy Body is just the beginning. When discussing swordsmanship, I will never be better than the burial flower tyrant in my life. With him for one day, I will not be able to stand out."

"Senior brother is here this time, what's wrong?"

Zhuge Qingyun said: "Just received the news, the top of this year's Langya list appeared, named Lin Xiao. He was born in nowhere and was the best in the audience. Even the Kagura family was defeated. He did the flowering of the Three Life Tree, which no one has done for a thousand years."

Qin Cangyi was unsung: "It's true, the way of music should not be underestimated. But what does this have to do with me?"

"What if this person possesses the Canglong Holy Body and still masters the sword intent of the sky half-step?" Zhuge Qingyun said slowly.

Qin Cang paused and his smile froze.

His face changed and he murmured, "It's impossible. The music achievement is not a day. How could Lin Yun win the top of Langya? He defeated all the music leaders in the world! What's more, he dares to show up now? Shouldn't he live with his tail between his legs."

Zhuge Qingyun sighed softly, "I think it's unlikely. He was also seen by the Tianxiang Palace's Yuantian Mirror. If he doesn't crawl, he's afraid of 10,000 yuan. Do you have to go and see it? The evil sea of ​​the heavenly realm has not been calm recently. Xuanwu Ruins Sea has been very moving. There are many experts on the Dragon List. Even if it's not, you can join in the fun."

Qin Cang shook his head and said, "I won't go anymore, the dragon list is meaningless."

If he had not been defeated by Lin Yun before, he might have been fighting for the first place in the third list, and there would be no need for this now.

"I want to go into seclusion and attack the realm of life and death. Qinglong Ce is my real battlefield."

Qin Cang said firmly in his voice.

"What if that person is really Lin Yun?" Zhuge Qingyun said.

Qin Cang was speechless for a moment and couldn't answer.

Zhuge Qingyun sighed and said lightly: "You are still afraid of him and dare not bear the fact that you are defeated by him again. In this state of mind, it is useless to enter the state of life and death."

Whoosh!

After saying that, Zhuge Qingyun turned into a shocking geese and disappeared.

Qin Cang was poked at the center of the weak point, his face was gloomy and he changed continuously. Swish, he stretched out his hand and the holy sword that had been cut off before was shattered, and it was shot into his palm piece by piece.

Rumble!

His palms seemed to have turned into golden palms, constantly kneading the broken pieces and crushing them into drops of powder.

The expression on his face is constantly changing, distorted and ferocious.

It was not until it broke into ashes and left with the wind that Qin Cang's face calmed down slightly.
Chapter completed!