"Bichao Sword Qi!" Around the restaurant, countless pairs of eyes staring at this place could not hide their surprise.

Compared with the Zhongshu Sword Technique, the Bichao Sword Qi is obviously more famous. Even in Heifeng City, where masters appear from time to time, powerful magic at the level of Bichao Sword Qi is not common, let alone a young man who activated the Bichao Sword Qi. So even if the people in Heifeng City are well-informed, they can't help but be surprised.

"Is this person a five-seat disciple of Guizang Jian Pavilion?" The master of Rongyue Period in front of the window said to himself. His attention, who was originally lacking in interest, was completely attracted to the battle below.

Although his strength is much stronger than the leader of the man in black, if he is in a place, he will never be as helpless as the leader of the man in black, but the strength shown by Song Mingting still made him look sideways.

Below, the leader of the man in black roared and cursed constantly, urging magic weapons, and spells kept trying to interrupt Song Mingting's attack. But how could Song Mingting give him a chance? Under the attack of the Bichao sword energy, the leader of the man in black was more than enough to protect himself, but if he wanted to support others, he was delusional.

With Song Mingting's control over spells, how could he give the leader of the man in black a chance? Therefore, as time goes by, the man in black begins to be killed one by one.

Although the Bichao sword energy is not as lethal as the Burning City sword energy, it is not as powerful as the sword energy of another mountain, nor is it as strong as the sword energy of the Jinse sword energy, and it is not as well as the Jinse sword energy. The Fanqing sword energy is accompanied by musical attack and healing ability. However, it can rank among the five sword energy and has its own unique features.

The unique feature of the Bichao Sword Qi is that it has a strong momentum, and the tide continues to grow, the greater the power the more it goes. So at the beginning, those men in black could resist Song Mingting's attack, but later, as the power of the Bichao Sword Qi increased, it began to lose.

The dozens of sword lights differentiated from the Angry Thunder Sword were wrapped with a layer of water-blue sword technique light. The sword light quickly shuttled through the blue tide, harvesting the lives of the man in black one after another. So far, half of the man in black have been killed by him.

As for why the Rage Thunder Sword is covered with the water-blue sword technique light, it is because after he activated the Bichao Sword Qi, he replaced the Zhongshu Sword Qi with a water-attribute sword technique in the sect. Otherwise, the attributes of the Zhongshu Sword Qi were incompatible with the Bichao Sword Qi.

Just as Song Mingting was about to kill the tenth man in black, a sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

"The person behind Qingshan Tower is a master in the early stage of attracting Japan."

Song Mingting turned his head and looked at the direction where the person who sent the voice was. By the window, a middle-aged Taoist with an ancient face was looking at him with a calm expression.

He is a master.

Song Mingtingdan saw from the other party's momentum that this person's strength was not simple. But it was just not simple. He should be much stronger than the leader in black in front of him, but it was not moved by him.

"Thank you." Song Mingting replied in a voice transmission, thanking the other party for his kindness.

After hearing this, the Taoist nodded secretly. He originally wanted to see a good show, but when Song Mingting activated the Bichao Sword Aura, his thoughts changed quietly, from the indifference at the beginning to the desire to make friends now.

A disciple of a big sect like this is a young handsome man. It is better to have a good relationship with each other. There are many friends and multiple ways! Guizang Jiange’s reputation is not bad. If you can give kindness to the other party, there is a great possibility of making a good relationship. What’s more, it’s just a sentence.

But the Taoist felt satisfied just now, but he quickly frowned because Song Mingting did not retreat as he expected.

"Does this kid think he can fight against the mid-stage master of Instinct? "The Taoist cursed in his heart.

He reminded Song Mingting that the person behind Qingshan Tower was a master in mid-term inspiration, and naturally wanted to warn him that Qingshan Tower was not something he could mess with, so that the master in mid-term inspiration would come soon and let him leave as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, Song Mingting did not leave even though he knew that there was a mid-term master of Japanese invasion. At this moment, Song Mingting had become a young, arrogant and arrogant person in the heart of the Taoist.

Countless sword lights passed by, and the tenth man was killed. At this time, a bright light like sunlight suddenly flew in the distance, and the sound had arrived before the person could arrive.

"Boy! Who are you? You dare to act wildly on the territory of this Demon Lord!"

Immediately following the rumbling questioning came a painted black ink light with purple patterns.

"Demon Lord? But a little demon cultivator dares to call himself Demon Lord? He is not afraid of the wind blowing his tongue!" Song Mingting suddenly let out a clear roar and said loudly.

The sound of the sword sounded, and amid the sound of the sword sounds, "Moon Full of the West Tower" soared into the sky from the sword bag, and in an instant the moonlight filled the earth. An astonishing aura appeared on Song Mingting, which made all the masters of all sizes of Heifeng City look at him. For a moment, countless divine thoughts flew over to check the situation.

The ink words flew, the ink meaning fluttered, countless ink lights appeared in the night sky, and even a faint fragrance of ink ink appeared in the air.

The ink light on the "Moon-Mountain West Building" surged, turning into a ray of ink dragons that rushed towards the sky, crashing towards the demon light with an incompressible force. The ink light rushed towards all directions, and the defensive magic array of the houses surged up automatically. Fortunately, this was in the sky. If it was on the ground, the defense array would not be saved, and most of the houses around would collapse.

Crazy! It's so crazy! I'm just picking a week to cultivate, but I dare to say such things to the Demon Lord of Yanshan!

When Song Mingting said what he said just now, such a thought arose in everyone's mind. But when Song Mingting blocked the attack of the Demon Lord of Yanshan, everyone had to admit in their hearts that Song Mingting was not seeking death, but was indeed qualified to be crazy.

"The Eight Swords of Eternal Characters!"

The sudden appearance of Yanshan Demon Lord suddenly stopped, and the eyes of looking at Song Mingting became more cautious. The Yanshan Demon Lord was like this, and the others were even more surprised.

"He actually practiced the Eight Swords of Eternal Characters!" The Taoist of Rongyueqi could no longer hold back the expression on his face and said in surprise. Not only did the monks appearing in Qingshan Tower shock, but those who saw this scene with divine thoughts were also shocked.

Song Mingting recalled the "Yueman West Tower" and the Rage Lei Sword to his side. At the same time, he put away the Bichao Sword Qi and Yuequan Sword Qi.

These people from small sects are not good at this. They are obsessed with the sky and are arrogant. With a little strength, they call themselves "God Lord", "Demon Lord" and "God King". They don't even see if their luck can suppress these names. If they really die, they will die in vain.

On this side, Song Mingting was still thinking about these irrelevant things leisurely. On the other side, the Demon Lord of Yanshan had already spoken again: "Who are you? Why do you want to kill my subordinates? If you don't give me an explanation today, the Demon Lord will definitely not let you leave easily."
Chapter completed!