The Sword Dynasty - 750. Chapter 749

Listening to his words, the faces of the two court ladies suddenly turned pale.

“Very few Daqin Jianxiu would abandon swords to practice the techniques of Yin God and ghosts.” One of the court ladies was silent for a moment, looked at him and said, “We didn’t expect that you would do this. Because since the Bashan Sword Field , Practitioners all over the world have thought that your Qin people’s natal sword practice is the kingly way.”

“It’s just a means to the enemy. Where is the kingly way, only the speed of practice.” Su Qin smiled ironically, “If you talk about abandoning the sword to practice, I had already abandoned it when I entered the fairy talisman.”

Another court lady looked up at him and said softly: “I heard that Sword Master Qin is very proud.”

Su Qin understood what she meant, smiled disapprovingly, and looked up: “For me, my pride will always be in the future, not in the past.”

The palace lady who had spoken before took a deep breath and said: “Apart from the exercises recorded by the Twelve Witch Gods, there is no practice in the world that can change your true essence so quickly, so the Twelve Witch Gods Being destroyed, it really has something to do with you.”

“You are lurking by my side, don’t you just want to know this from me?” Su Qin’s smile became stronger: “You Emperor Qi has been defeated, but you still don’t give up, and you still hold a glimmer of hope and look at me. Will there be anything related to the Twelve Sorcerer Gods left on his body. It’s just that he has been abolished. Is there any point in working for him?”

Hearing these words, the faces of the two palace ladies appeared hesitant.

But just when there was a hesitant look on the two of them, the two and Su Qin had already shot at the same time.

With a jealous cry, a black bamboo leaf-like shadow flew from the sleeve of a court lady, cutting towards Su Qin’s throat, while the other court lady did not stay at all, and the figure flew upside down to the palace door behind. out.

The two court ladies were twin sisters, and they were of the same mind. As long as one of them escaped, the news that Su Qin had obtained a certain technique from the Twelve Witch Gods could be revealed.

The look of hesitation that instantly appeared on the two of them was only used to confuse Su Qin.

The performance of the two was perfect, but Su Qin’s smile was more mocking.

“It’s a pity that you still have a trace of luck, or that you are too greedy. If I let you in, you will run away directly, you may be able to escape, but you still come in, trying to get close to determine if I really have it. The technique of the twelve witch gods?”

When the first word of his sentence sounded, the black shadow flying towards his throat was already held by a bloody hand stretched out behind him. The practice on the twelve witch gods is the ancestor of the yin god and ghost art techniques, and the practice on the ninth witch god is the beginning of the ancestor.

With a soft bang, this powerful black shadow was directly pinched into a soft black mist by the bloody hands that looked like jelly.

In the extremely shocked gaze of this palace lady, the bloody hand that grew from Su Qin’s back directly patted her heavenly spirit.

Another palace maid wailed. She knew that her sister was bound to die. However, she did not turn her head back, except that her long black hair broke away from her body and woven into a black net behind her. He smashed heavily on the slightly opened door of the palace in front, and smashed out.

However, at this moment, a red line appeared in her throat.

When the red line on her throat collapsed, she saw the flash of sword light.

This is a very flimsy light gray small sword, like a piece of inconspicuous dust piled up above the gate of the palace. This small sword is also very ordinary. It is not a good product among flying swords, but it is this one. The humble Flying Sword lurked at the door like a poisonous snake for a long time, and at this time harvested her life.

With the violent spray of throat blood, her body fell heavily to the ground, less than one foot away from the gate of the palace. The blood splashed on the gate of the palace, but there was no strength to approach it.

Su Qin didn’t even spend any more effort to control the flying sword, he just let the very ordinary small sword flew out obliquely, nailing it to the corner of the wall.

There was a small drop of blood on the sword body, like a few small flowers blooming in the shadow of a corner of the wall.

“No matter how much I abandon the sword, I am at least the Sword Master Qin. It is too simple for me to attack with a flying sword.” Su Qin looked at him with all his strength and turned around to look at him. He lowered his eyelids and said.

The lady of the palace opened her mouth, and her mouth made a hissing sound, constantly rushing blood.

Her throat has been completely severed, blood and Zhenyuan rushed out of it, she could not say any more, but through the movement of her lips at this time, Su Qin could still see the last words she said at this time: “Killing People who practice cultivation will be condemned by heaven.”

“Life and death have vitality, what’s the difference? No matter how powerful a practitioner is, it is just a wave of vitality between heaven and earth, a page of history.”

Su Qin calmly looked at her and replied faintly.

When he finished saying this, the two palace ladies who had brought him many fond memories had already died.

The bloody hand behind him still rests on the heavenly spirit of the palace lady he killed first, and behind him, there is another bloody hand that is gradually condensing and will be conceived.

Killing some practitioners and using the vitality transformed between life and death can condense into such a bloody hand that moves at will. This kind of practice is too simple, even if the true essence cultivation is temporarily stagnant and cannot break through the seven realms, However, according to this technique, a thousand hands can eventually be formed, and the power of these thousand blood hands will still grow with the growth of the true essence cultivation base, just like a huge magic circle.

Anything too much will cause a qualitative change. For Su Qin, it does not take a lot of time, and it is not impossible for him to cross the border to challenge the strong.

For practitioners, nothing is more pleasant than the increase in power, especially the rapid increase in power, which is even more intoxicating.

Even Su Qin, who has experienced several ups and downs, couldn’t help but indulge in the taste at this time, so happy that he wanted to groan.

However, after only a few breaths, his body suddenly stiffened, and a strong fear came from the bottom of his heart.

The bloody hands behind him crazily converged into his body, and his entire body swept backwards.

In the sound of his body’s rapid flight, the gate of the palace opened silently.

The figure of the Qisi man in black robes appeared beside the body of the palace lady who fell inside the entrance of the temple, and his cold voice also sounded: “Do you think you can escape?”

Seeing that the practitioner of Da Qi that he didn’t want to face the most appeared in front of him, Su Qin’s eyes were cold, and the crippled left finger in his sleeve suddenly twisted and flicked frantically.

The Qisi people just stood at the door of the temple.

He put his hands behind his back, and just glanced at Su Qin, and the roof of this hall turned black. The black cyclone was as thick as ink, and then dripped like a liquid.