Chapter 742

The blue silk thread is called shurosie. It kills people invisibly.

Other monks may not understand the terror of Shura, but Qin Yichen recovered many Shura people and refined Shura world stone, but he understood that Shura is one of the three most terrible Shura powers of the Shura people.

Shura silk is the most concise silk of power, without any attributes, representing the extreme of power.

The friar didn't feel anything, but his flesh and blood had been cut in half.

Qin Yichen had expected this move, and the long-standing Tianxuan sword flashed out, turned into a silver sword, roared out and cut Shura silk.

The best way to deal with shuras is to fight head-on with a sharper blade.

Tianxuan sword is a little less overbearing than Tianfu sword, but when it comes to sharpness, it's not inferior.

After cutting off Shura silk, Qin Yichen's double swords flew together and occupied a little advantage in an instant.

Owl slightly surprised, he did not expect his high hopes of shuras, Qin Yichen easily resolved.

Qin Yichen's understanding of Shura's supernatural power seems far beyond the night owl's expectation.

However, as long as the owl has a breath, it will continue to attack.

His left hand five fingers flying, continue to shoot countless black silk thread, right hand clenching, Shura magic fist more than the previous one, forced Qin Yichen had to distract resistance.

This situation seems to be equal, but it has lost the flexibility to advance and retreat freely, which is unfavorable to Qin Yichen.

The black silk thread is a more concise Shura silk. Qin Yichen retreats decisively and shakes away from the owl.

The night owl would not allow Qin Yichen to leave and step after him.

Qin Yichen retreated not because he was afraid of the night owls, but just to distance himself. When he retreated, the power of several fields burst out and spread all around.

The power of Shura in Feilong platform has no restriction on Qin Yichen. With the help of the power of the field, he is extremely flexible and erratic. This is the rhythm he likes.

It's not good for the night owl to cry in secret. He obviously doesn't adapt to Qin Yichen's fast-paced fighting style. He turns attack to defense and responds to changes with constancy.

But Qin Yichen will not give him a chance, double swords appear and disappear, a sword is faster than a sword, a move is more fierce than a move.

Whether it's Tianjiao sword or Tianxuan sword, every time Qin Yichen attacks, he will be accompanied by thunder, lightning and countless ferocious sword shadows.

The owl is surprised to find that he can't keep up with Qin Yichen's swordsmanship.

At the time of the first sword, the night owl calmly fought, fighting for half a weight, but by the time of the second sword, the night owl had just finished gathering strength, and Qin Yichen's double swords had already roared, and their power had increased dramatically.

The night owl reluctantly blocks Qin Yichen's second sword, but at this time the sword power rises again, Qin Yichen's third sword comes quietly, followed by the fourth sword, the fifth sword

In a flash, the sharp waves rolling in the air, continuous, like the Yangtze River, surging.

What's more terrible is that every sword of Qin Yichen aimed at the same place to attack.

Although the owl's skin is rough and his flesh is thick, he can't cope with it. He gathers his arms to make a fur. The first sword mark appears on his body

And then the second one

Half an hour later, Qin Yichen's sword was still in full swing. The sword waves were superposed, and their power was like a flood peak of accumulation, one wave higher than the other.

And the night owl, already black and blue, he has a Shura brute force, suffering from no chance to fight back.

Finally, an hour later, the owl was killed by Qin Yichen.

Huge body, boom explosion, turned into a huge fireball, produce fierce shock wave.

Qin Yichen only felt that a huge force was coming. His whole body was shocked and his Taoist robes were shattered and scattered in the wind.

His body surface, also appeared numerous bloodstains, look embarrassed.

But no matter what, Qin Yichen won, and the dead owl died, not reborn again.

"Congratulations, Qin Yichen. You are the seventh monk who has passed the second trial of feilongtai. Please continue to work hard. I hope you can live to the end!" At the same time when the owl died, the cold voice of Stuart sounded in Qin Yichen's ear.

"It's passed at last!" Qin Yichen breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the place where the owl disappeared.

However, Qin Yichen remembered that in front of him, there were six friars who had passed the test first, and his face became gloomy.

There are talented people in every generation. No matter which domain, there are peerless talents.

Although Qin Yichen's adventures are endless, his talent is not peerless.

However, he immediately admitted that the person who starts first may not be able to reach the finish line as soon as possible. The person who laughs last is the biggest winner in the trial.

I just don't know if there will be Jiang linger, Yu Lingfeng and Wang Chanjuan among these six people

As Qin Yichen moved forward, he thought about who these six geniuses were.

They will become Qin Yichen's most powerful competitors!

After a few steps, the space-time changes in front of us, and suddenly a strange vortex channel appears.

Qin Yichen understood that this was the transmission channel leading to the third floor of Feilong platform, and walked in calmly.

Qin Yichen finds himself in a rotunda.

There are reliefs on the four walls of the hall. The style is primitive, savage, rough and bloody, which is the characteristic of Shura people.

When Qin Yichen came in, there were six people in the hall. He glanced over and found Jiang linger, Yu Lingfeng and Wang Chanjuan standing out.

The other three, two men and one woman, are reserved in spirit and calm in temperament. They are all masters, but Qin Yichen doesn't know any of them.

"Well, you came out at this time. Did you release the water on purpose?" Wang Chanjuan was surprised. When she went with Qin Yichen, she knew that although his cultivation was only in his infancy, his strength was unfathomable.

"It would be nice to come out alive!" Qin Yichen said with a bitter smile.

If you fight alone, Qin Yichen has the confidence to kill any of the six.

But Jiang ling'er, Yu Ling Feng and others passed the test of the second level Feilong platform faster than Qin Yi Chen, which shows that they are extremely talented and far superior to Qin Yi Chen.

With these peerless talents, Qin Yichen really has no sense of superiority.

"You are open-minded, just hope you can keep such a calm attitude all the time!" Yu Lingfeng said with a smile.

Jiang ling'er and the other three are not familiar with Qin Yichen. After taking a cold look at him, they shut their eyes.

"What kind of monster did you meet?" Qin Yichen felt his chin and asked curiously.

Qin Yichen's words immediately aroused everyone's interest.

Obviously, they were also curious about whether the monsters they met were the same as themselves, but they were not familiar with each other, so they didn't say it.

At the moment, Qin Yichen's question is equivalent to helping everyone to find out their doubts.

"What I met was a black dragon. Its strength was equivalent to that of the early days of Mahayana. At the critical moment of its second rebirth, it was killed by me!" Yu Lingfeng said with a smile that he was the first monk to pass the test. His comprehensive strength was the first among all.

"Heijiao..." Qin Yichen took a cold breath and then asked Wang Chanjuan, "what about yours?"

"The enemy I met was not as powerful as him. He was a frost wolf. When he first appeared, he was also the strength of Mahayana in the early days." Wang Chanjuan charming smile, she did not reveal that he is the first few repeated, only to completely kill the frost silver wolf.

Qin Yichen is thoughtful. It seems that everyone's opponents are different. I don't know if each monk understands different meanings?

"What kind of opponent did you meet?" Wang Chanjuan couldn't help asking.

Yu Lingfeng, Jiang linger and others also look at Qin Yichen with bright eyes.

In the first level of feilongtai, Qin Yichen was the strongest and showed his strong strength.

Because only one person can get Shura inheritance, it means that all those who are doing it will be destined to be rivals in the end.

Although everyone is in a state of peace at the moment, no one knows when he will become an enemy. If we can take the opportunity to know more about the potential strength of the enemy, we will have a better grasp of victory.

Qin Yichen looks at Wang Chanjuan with a smile. His eyes sweep over the crowd and he knows their ideas like the back of his hand.

However, he understood that the feilongtai trial seemed to be for all monks. In fact, the real Shura inheritance had already begun. This is the second stage of Shura inheritance.

Strictly speaking, other friars are the foil of Qin Yichen.

But this is the reality and the cruelty of Shura inheritance.

Qin Yichen silently mourned for Yu Lingfeng and Wang Chanjuan, and then honestly said, "I met the night owl warrior. At first, he was the cultivation in the early stage of Hua Ying, but with the progress of the battle, his strength soared sharply, and his realm was constantly advanced, which soon surpassed my strength."

"Then why are you still alive?" Jiang ling'er, who has been silent, suddenly asks.

"The night owl is stronger than me, but it's not a challenge, it's a fierce battle of life and death. I'll seize the weakness of the night owl and attack the weakness of the other with my own strength. It's a trick to win." Qin Yichen said with a smile, but he completely understood the key to the Feilong test.

It's hard to say about the remaining eight levels of trial, but the second trial, obviously according to the strength of the experimenter, chooses the match opponent.

The friars in the Mahayana period met with enemies in the Mahayana period. Qin Yichen was only in the infant period, so the night owls they met were also in the infant period at the beginning.

Qin Yichen was not talented enough, but he was a man of two generations, experienced, and soon understood from the chat that the Shura inheritance was really for the selection of successors, which showed that there was no situation of death in the whole feilongtai trial.

There is always a ray of life. The question is whether the experimenter can find and catch it.

"... to the end!" Qin Yichen suddenly flashed Stuart's words in his mind, and his eyes suddenly brightened. For the next trial, his confidence soared.

Stuttgart spared no words, every word had his meaning, and he would never be aimless.

While speaking, several people appeared intermittently. They were all talented monks who successfully passed the second level of trial.

These people add up, including Qin Yichen, Yu Lingfeng and others, a total of 18.

When the top ten monks appeared in the hall, they were full of energy and energy, and they didn't consume much.

The tenth place is the watershed, because the eight monks who appeared later not only took a longer time, but also almost all had injuries, so their strength was far behind the top ten.

For a long time, no new friars appeared.

Qin Yichen vaguely remembers that at the beginning of the second level feilongtai trial, there were thousands of friars, and now they are eighteen Arhats. The death rate is also appalling.