Chapter 97: Aftermath

"What happened here, such a big movement, I can hear it ten miles away, could it be that something happened to the treasure, so this Broken Dragon Waterfall became so broken?"

A low-ranking monk asked the people around him.

"It is impossible that the treasure was born. Without the kind of fairy light aura that the treasure was born, maybe it was struck by a sky thunder!"

"I'm afraid you are not joking, the previous voice must be a high-level monk fighting here!"

Gathered to the side are mostly some low-level, low-level, low-level cultivators in the cultivation world of the third and fourth levels of Lingyuan.

Many of them were monks who were hired to **** the boats on the tributaries of Luoshui, so that the boats could survive the dangerous sections of the nearby tributaries and earn so much hard money.

The Luoshui tributary that bypassed this waterfall was prosperous with boats and many monks who traveled by. Moreover, not far from the waterfall itself, many monks were attracted by the previous battle.

These low-level monks,

He may even have never seen an expert in the True Element Realm in his entire life.

Not much knowledge.

Gather at the moment,

Pointing around this remnant, there was a lot of discussion.

Some people even thought it was monsters raging here, causing such a terrifying sight.

There are all kinds of opinions, but there is no agreement.

"In this situation, I'm afraid it's not because there are experts in the True Element Realm fighting here, and life and death are still separated between breathing."

A few monks from the late Lingyuan period rushed to the top of the tree,

Compared with those low-level monks, their knowledge is naturally broader, and they can easily recognize the general situation in front of them.

One of the eight-fold elders of Lingyuan with an old face looked at the scene of the collapse of the rock and the torrent of the waterfall and said.

"The power is indeed inferior to that of the experts in the True Origin Realm, but whether or not the experts in the real level are fighting, it is different."

A feather fan with a turban, a feather man in white shook the fan, with an inexplicable tone.

"You mean..."

The old monk turned his head and just wanted to say something,

Suddenly, there was a scream not far away, and the low-level cultivators underneath exploded and retreated in horror.

I saw in the field,

A headless corpse was leaning against a boulder that collapsed from the cliff of a waterfall, and the blood on its neck was like a pillar, spewing around!

The monks all around were horrified and talked.

But it was the previous big monk with two spiritual essences. He saw a smooth, mirror-like incision on the collapsed boulder in front of him. The sunlight reflected, and there seemed to be a sword shadow moving, making him dazzled. My mind was also attracted to the past, and walked forward in a daze, stretched out his hand and couldn't help but touch the cut mirror.

But at that moment,

A strand of small, weak as silk, but sharp as a sword's sword intent flutters out, like a strand of invisible ripples flying over the lake from the monk's neck. Drifted over.

Immediately, it was as if a silk thread was cutting tofu, and the head of the monk with dual spirit yuan fell to the ground!

This scene,

It is really terrifying to the extreme!

The surrounding low-ranking monks retreated and left with horror shouting.

"This is...Sword Intent?!"

The old cultivator of the Eighth Layer of Lingyuan stood on a high place, and was attracted by the restlessness below. He naturally saw this scene, and his pupils shrank suddenly to the size of a needle.

"Jianyi, what is that?"

The monks who heard the old man's words around him hurriedly asked.

"Hmph, when you practice martial arts to perfection, you will comprehend the true meaning of martial arts and martial arts, thoroughly integrate all martial arts and martial arts, and possess incredible power."

"This kind of artistic conception power, if it were not for the first-rate enchanting genius, it is actually a level of power that cultivators above the real yuan realm might come into contact with."

The white-clothed feather man with a feather fan and a turban sneered, closed the fan with a snap, and stopped talking to these low-level fools. His figure was like a big bird flying by, heading towards the deep lake impacted by the waterfall. Flew over.

Seeing this, the surrounding high-level cultivators of Lingyuan also flew their sleeves and rose into the sky, chasing after the person.

Under the eyes of everyone, several monks from the late Lingyuan period rushed into the huge waterfall torrent, searched among the turbulent waterfalls, and gathered some stones with sword marks into the storage bag.

"What are those seniors doing?"

On the surrounding shore, the low-level monks were at a loss, and they were a little puzzled by the actions of those high-ranking people.

Some people were shocked, as if thinking of something, a trace of comprehension and excitement appeared on their faces, and they searched for broken rocks with sword marks around them and included them in the talisman.

After seeing this, the surrounding monks also woke up and joined in the act of looting.

It's just the sword marks remaining on the stone,

Easily beheaded a monk in the early Lingyuan stage.

Even the high-level cultivators of Lingyuan see it as an opportunity to find storage in the storage bag, let alone those cultivators at the bottom of the realm of cultivation?

It must be a big benefit!

During the looting, two low-ranking monks accidentally inspired the remaining sword intent of the sword marks on the stone. As a result, one died and the other was seriously injured, which shocked people and became even more crazy.

Some people even rushed into the terrible waterfall, regardless of the danger, forcibly cutting away the protruding reef with sword marks.

Half an hour later,

The waterfall's surroundings were scraped and turned over again, until no more stones with sword marks were found.

A group of monks left one after another,

The river waterfall that Zhang Qingyuan and Yuan Wenjun had previously fought against each other was a mess at this time.

......

Zhang Qingyuan knew nothing about what happened after he left.

The sword slashed under the cliff of the waterfall is actually the result of the good time and place and all the intertwined results.

Even before Zhang Qingyuan stepped into the real yuan realm, he was almost impossible to copy afterwards, wielding a power comparable to this sword!

And the extremely powerful sword intent, when the explosion impact swept the surroundings, it also left a deep remnant of sword intent on the surrounding fragmented rocks.

Although it is impossible for these remaining sword intents to be circulated as long as a sword intent post of the water sword fairy in the past two hundred years, but for ten and a half months, there is no big problem~www.wuxiaspot.com~ if you can understand it. ,

This will be of great benefit to the cultivation of swordsmanship of the monk.

Of course, if you haven’t stepped out of your own swordsmanship, although comprehension of these remaining sword intent will make your own swordsmanship improve quickly, it is also easy to be infected by Zhang Qingyuan's sword intent unknowingly. It's even more difficult.

But none of this has much to do with Zhang Qingyuan.

After leaving the cliff waterfall, Zhang Qingyuan followed the previous traces and returned to the place where he had fought.

Collect all the valuables such as storage bags on the corpses of the Lingyuan Eightfold and Seven Lingyuan monks, and then Lingyuan exploded a pit on the ground and kept the two corpses inside. Yuan was like a flood that rolled back the fallen leaves of the floating soil around him, covering the two corpses in the earth pit and burying them.

After processing the traces, Zhang Qingyuan left the Luoshui River area without looking back.

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