A mortal asks the heavens: I want to become an immortal

Qingfeng took two steps back and saw that his fists were covered with a layer of pitch black. If he hadn't had the power to circulate the body-protecting gas, he might have burned his entire wrist into charcoal.

This moment also made him realize even more how powerful the monk was.

However, he was still secretly glad in his heart, thinking that if the monk fought head-on with him, he wouldn't be able to gain much advantage.

Of course, he didn't try his best just now, he was just trying to see how powerful these eight-level Dzogchen monks really were.

"Boy, I really underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be so strong. It seems like you did get something amazing down there."

Until now, Qingzhi thought in his heart that he must have had an opportunity down there to become so powerful.

Qingfeng didn't say much, just looked at him coldly.

Qingzhi snorted coldly. He made a move with one hand, and the flying sword behind him flew out with a swipe.

"You brat, I want to see how powerful you are and whether you can block a blow from my flying sword."

As he said that, he saw him put his fingers together and make a sword move. The flying sword feinted in front of him, and instantly turned into a stream of light and rushed away in the breeze.

Soon after, Qingfeng felt a strong pressure coming towards his face. This was the first time he saw flying swords attacking people. He had no strategy to deal with it and could only dodge and dodge.

But he didn't expect this flying sword to be like a clinging insect. No matter how he dodges, it would stick to him.

Looking at the extremely sharp sword light, Qingfeng gritted his teeth and pulled out the hatchet he was carrying. With a bang, the two intersected, and countless sparks suddenly flashed out.

But Qingfeng didn't expect that at this moment, there was a flash of light on the sword body, and a sword energy suddenly burst out and hit him directly.

His Body Tyrant Technique was running rapidly, and a faint layer of Gang Qi floated on the surface. This body-protecting Gang Qi was something he had just cultivated. Although it was weak, it could resist some sword Qi.

But even so, although the sword energy was offset somewhat, it still pierced the gang energy and continued to hit him.

Qingfeng panicked and used all his strength to run the Body Tyrant Technique, causing the skin on his body to glow even more faintly.

There was a crisp click sound, like the sound of gold and iron intersecting, as the sword energy finally hit his skin.

He only felt a very sharp sword energy going straight into his body. Although he tried his best to restrain the sword energy, it still penetrated into his muscles bit by bit.

At this moment, he roared suddenly, and the muscles all over his body swelled up. He also used the Sunset Glow Technique, which allowed the sword energy that had entered half an inch of his body to dissipate.

With a "poof" sound, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. This was the horror of the swordsman, and he felt it deeply at this moment.

The sword energy that had just entered his body, although it was destroyed by him, there were still a few strands of sword energy that rushed into his body to destroy it. Fortunately, the condensed purple energy in his purple mansion exploded, and it was completely annihilated. Those sword energy.

Even so, he still suffered a lot of damage.

When Qingzhi saw this situation, he snorted coldly. He thought that his sword could at least seriously injure him, but he didn't expect Qingfeng on the opposite side to withstand his thunderous blow. This made him feel sad. He was so embarrassed that his face burned.

Thinking that he was a dignified monk at the eighth level of Qi Condensation, he was just one step away from entering the foundation building.

But now he can't even win over a disciple who has just stepped into the threshold of cultivating immortality. If it is spread out in the future, he will be completely disgraced and his reputation will be ruined.

Thinking of this, he felt cruel and said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Qingfeng, I really underestimated you. You are actually able to take my Qiankun sword. In this case, I really want to see how powerful you are. , give me a call."

As he spoke, he saw him raise his hands and perform dazzling sword techniques, and the flying sword in front of him suddenly turned into two, and two into three.

As soon as the three sword shadows appeared, he waved his sword finger.

Three sword shadows whirled out with terrifying fluctuations, roaring towards them.

Seeing this scene, Qingfeng felt a chill in his heart. The terrifying sword intent with the power to annihilate everything was simply not something he could withstand at the moment.

In desperation, he could only shout loudly, the muscles in his whole body tensed up, the body-protecting aura rose, and the Sunset Sunset Gong was fully activated. He protected his chest with both hands, hoping that he would not be killed at once. When the time came, he would definitely tell the truth. Go to Lingxuan Pavilion and let the master do justice for you.

Soon after, Qing Zhi's sword strike was carried out with almost all his strength, and he came with the will to kill.

At this moment, his eyes were full of madness, fearing that Qingfeng might have a back-up plan that would make him fall short and end up like Qing Yi, becoming the laughing stock of the entire sect.

Just as the sword intent was about to reach him, suddenly, a ray of light came quickly from the sky, followed by a roaring sound.

But in a flash of thought, the sword shadow that was only a foot away from Qingfeng was suddenly hit by the light spot, and then a terrifying energy swept over, and the entire Qingfeng suddenly flew out and landed ten meters away. .

After patting the dust on his body, Qingfeng sat on the ground with a confused look on his face, feeling in his heart that he didn't know who saved him at the critical moment.

When the smoke and dust there dispersed, he saw Qingzhi sitting on his back on the ground not far away, with his hair disheveled and blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, obviously suffering from internal injuries.

He looked ahead with panic eyes.

At this moment, a figure followed from the horizon, and in just a few breaths, he landed on the ground between the two of them.

This person was dressed in a green shirt, with his hair tied up, sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and his face was angular, but his eyes were filled with a hint of confusion and anger.

After a while, Qingfeng finally recognized that this person was the senior brother Qingyun whom he had not seen for several years.

"Senior Brother"

Qingfeng shouted excitedly with tears in his eyes. At this moment, it was as if he had met a relative he had not seen for many years.

It was also this Qingyun who was kind by nature, upright and selfless. He usually treated every junior brother very well, just like everyone's elder brother.

I remember that when I first came to the mountain gate, Qingyun also treated Qingfeng very well. Unfortunately, in the following years, due to too many things, Qingyun had to go out to deal with some things while busy practicing, and gradually paid less attention to Qingfeng.

It happened that he had just returned from going out today to visit his master. Liu Qingshan casually mentioned Qingfeng's affairs. The two talked for a while. Qingyun saw that Qingfeng had not come yet, so he wanted to come and see what was going on in person.

However, he didn't expect to see that scene in mid-air. The huge sword intent moved Qingyun. Seeing that his junior brother with low magic power was about to be killed by that sword, Qingyun took action without thinking too much.