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Chapter 408 The distance of death

 What?!

The people next to him had shocked expressions on their faces, and Master Jin'an was immediately shocked.

Crane Shadow Sword Heart is the famous move of Master He Yuan.

He relied on this move to defeat the monks of the same level and made it to the top ten list of Nanzhou in one fell swoop.

Venerable Jin'an's face was as white as snow and he murmured: "The crane shadow is in the heart of the sword, and the crane shadow is outside. He returns with ten thousand swords, but the sword is in the heart..."

This move's fatal attack is not on the crane and sword energy in the outside world, but on the killing sword in the heart!

The main thing is to attack one by surprise and attack him unprepared.

Lord Jin'an wanted to help Lin Qi, but was stopped by Lord Fu Cang.

"Now that we have accepted the challenge, it would be better for Venerable An An not to intervene without authorization, lest that young disciple cause endless troubles."

This sentence may be a sincere suggestion, but it may also contain a threat.

Now Venerable An's lips trembled and he was furious.

But she has always been polite, and she only cursed for a long time: "Shameless!"

Venerable Fu Cang smiled slightly, "You should scold He Yuan for saying this."

He looked calm as if everything had nothing to do with me.

"He is indeed a bit unreasonable. But this is what the Jindan disciple agreed to."

Venerable Jin'an's breath tightened, his eyes focused on the battlefield, ignoring Venerable Fu Cang's existence, and wanted to go to rescue.

However, he was stopped by Venerable Fu Cang who seemed to be indifferent.

Venerable Jin'an said angrily: "Fu Cang! Is your Bihai Pavilion going to attack our Tianyi Sect again?"

Venerable Fu Cang smiled and said nothing, but still refused to step back even an inch.

Lin Qi knew that even if Venerable He Yuan suppressed his cultivation to Yuanying, the gap in strength between her and Venerable He Yuan was still huge.

She had already raised all her vigilance, and every chord in her body was tense.

But when I heard the words "He Ying Kenshin", my heartbeat still skipped a beat.

The people in Bihai Pavilion are really shameless.

To fight against her, a golden elixir cultivator with a middle-level Nascent Soul cultivation level, and to use the strongest move, Lin Qi's life would be necessary!

At this moment, Lin Qi no longer cared about hiding her strength and treasures.

The brain was working rapidly, and the poor spiritual energy in the golden elixir was being frantically mobilized.

She thought she could withstand it for a while with her strong physical fitness.

However, the crane shadow only moved down a hundred meters, and countless sharp sword energy shuttled around, and its aggressiveness was even more ferocious than the eighth-level Gangfeng in Luanfeng Cliff.

The closer the crane shadow gets to her, the stronger the hurricane force flapping its wings becomes, so strong that it seems to uproot the surrounding island peaks.

Lin Qi's body instantly exploded with countless blood stains.

These blood stains were blown away by the strong wind and dissipated before they even had time to smudge onto the clothes.

It was as if someone had drained her blood instantly.

Clothes fluttered wildly, broken ice splashed all around, and the water waves were frightened and beat wildly on the shore.

Lin Qi's face was as white as paper, and her tall and slender figure stood upright in the shadow of the hurricane sword.

She is alone on the water, with a cold face, somewhat aloof, and not afraid of the ruggedness of the world.

No one knows how much pressure she is under at this moment.

All the flesh and blood in his body seemed to be leaving him at the next moment.

The golden elixir was empty, the pain had made her numb, her hands were injured, and she could not even hold the sword.

Lin Qi quietly mobilized her spiritual energy, her eyes fixed on the oncoming crane with its spiritual energy floating in the air... and the thousands of sword lights following the crane.

She was already on guard, but as soon as her eyes flashed, she felt a stabbing pain in her heart.

It was as if someone was cutting her heart with a knife.

The next second, her heart will be squeezed by external force!

The Crane Shadow Sword Heart is well-deserved.

Lin Qi wore an emerald jade ring on her wrist under her sleeves.

The shallow luster is not conspicuous in the windy and rocky world, but it provides her with a steady stream of vitality.

If she hadn't been holding the Yao Jue Jade Ring she obtained from the Heavenly Demon Palace, she would have died of a heart attack.

The Xuantian Sect’s most precious treasure also lives up to its reputation.

Venerable He Yuan was slightly puzzled by the fact that Lin Qi was standing there unscathed, and couldn't help but frown.

If it were a normal Jindan cultivator, he would have been cut to pieces by a thousand swords when He Ying first appeared.

Although this female cultivator named Lin Qi is strong, she cannot last until ten breaths.

In ten breaths of time, the crane's shadow condenses and takes shape.

When the attack target is only ten meters away, the power of the sword heart will reach its peak.

He suppressed the momentary wavering in his heart and strengthened his will again.

So what if Lin Qi can carry a hundred meters?

At this time, it is less than half of the power of the Crane Shadow Sword Heart.

When the crane shadow reaches ten meters, she will definitely die!

Thinking of this, Venerable He Yuan did not allow accidents to happen. He no longer acted like a master and was leisurely in the clouds. Instead, he shuttled through the void and landed in front of Lin Qi in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, Venerable Jin'an couldn't help but hold his breath and subconsciously shouted: "Stop!"

The other onlookers couldn't help but hold their breath and concentrate. They could already predict the bloody scene in the next second, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

With the appearance of Lord He Yuan, an extremely powerful sense of oppression suddenly fell, which caught Lin Qi off guard and forced her to kneel on one knee to resist.

The sound of the kneecap shattering was so subtle that it was inaudible, and the ground fell apart, leaving a huge hole.

One can imagine how much pressure Lin Qi was under.

The crane overhead went from 100 meters to 50 meters in the blink of an eye.

As the distance got closer and closer, the all-pervasive hurricane force and the violent and sharp sword energy raged, causing more and more damage to Lin Qi.

Forty meters!

Thirty meters!

Twenty meters!

...Ten meters!

Seeing that the power of Heying Sword Heart was about to reach its maximum, Lin Qi, who was covered in blood, suddenly looked up.

A pair of clear black and white, full of unyielding eyes met Lord He Yuan.

His thoughts were choked, and a feeling of uneasiness spread from the soles of his feet.

Could it be that Lin Qi still hides some powerful killing moves?

No, impossible!

She is a golden elixir monk, and even if she wears the soul of a Mahayana monk, she will never be able to withstand his move.

It doesn't pose any threat to him.

Just when Venerable He Yuan convinced himself, suppressed the panic in his heart, and realized his spiritual power, the crane above his head finally reached a distance of ten meters.

He sneered: "Struggle for so long, it is still useless."

He seemed to have seen the tragic image of Lin Qi's heart bursting and dying, with thousands of arrows piercing her heart.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qi, who was staring at him with a sullen face, suddenly smiled, and her clear eyes were even a bit crazy and cruel.

An arm-length blue pipe slipped from her wrist.

The cigarette rod was long and slender, with a silk thread missing the brand hanging from it, and a deep chill suddenly spread.

Venerable He Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, vaguely aware that the magical weapon in Lin Qi's hand was extraordinary, but he could not remember what it was, or even guess its effect.

Only Venerable Jin'an from the Tianyi Sect looked astonished, and his raised steps paused in mid-air.

How could the ice mist pipe that had been missing from the sect for hundreds of years be in Lin Qi’s hands?!

Doubts came to mind, and Lin Qi put all the remaining spiritual energy in her body into the ice mist pipe.
Chapter completed!
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