The sword qi is like a mountain like an abyss, the sword qi is like a river like a river, and the sword qi is like a fish like a dragon.
Within a radius of two miles from the young man, the sword qi rose and fell one after another, no matter how arrogant Xu Longxiang was, it was difficult to get close to Huang Qing and the half-unsheathed Dingfeng Wave, but from time to time he was staggered back by the impact of the majestic sword qi, and he was staggered by the continuous after-moves.
One side is trapped and the beast is still fighting, and the other side is immovable.
It seems obvious how a chess piece can compete with an outsider.
What's even more terrifying is that Huang Qing's "new sword" has not only declined again and again, but the momentum has become more and more satisfactory, and the artistic conception of the sword is gradually getting better.
It seems that this sword qi who is determined to correct the name of Beimang's sword path is close to using Xu Longxiang as a sword grinding stone, the more indestructible the grinding stone, the sharper the sword edge is under the two of them.
No matter how shallow and narrow the vision is, the layman knows that when the half of the sword is unsheathed, its power will inevitably be that you can reach the realm of a bodhisattva in the world with a golden body, and it will be destroyed with one sword.
The young man in the chessboard was hit on the shoulder by a sword qi as thick as an arm, and the thin body of the whole person rolled out a few large circles in the air, and after his feet landed, he still slid out seven or eight feet all the way, cutting two marks on the sand, but the yellow sand and dust were suppressed by the sword qi, and he was suppressed again after floating an inch.
Seeing that Xu Longxiang didn't move at all and didn't move Huang Qing's sword qi to launch a counterattack, as long as he was on the chessboard, he would always be fighting against the sword intent that encompassed the Sanli region.
But even so, Xu Longxiang tirelessly ran and collided again and again without showing any fatigue, the so-called infinite strength of the world, and it was really ironed on the young man.
Xu Longxiang raised his head and looked at the green-shirted swordsman in the distance, his eyes bloomed with a pale golden mystical fluorescent, and he rushed forward again, but this time he was not running in a straight line.
The young man's figure left a long series of frozen afterimages on the sand, and his running path could be faintly seen, chaotic in a short distance, and if stretched out, it would be a half-moon arc.
Without exception, those afterimages were all destroyed and dissipated under the crushing of the sword qi.
When the last remnant of Huang Qing was only ten zhang away, the swordsman with the name of the word brand sword qi raised his arm, put his fingers together, and made a twist in the shape of a plate, during which he paused three times, each time, the sword qi in front of Huang Qing was further enriched by one point, after pressing three hands in a row, the spirit between the two was greatly increased, and the edge was full, and the chess game under Huang Qingbu was particularly thick and strong in an instant, just like adding three huge chess pieces whose size could be regarded as violating the rules on the chessboard, Xu Longxiang collided three times, and the sound was louder than the first, The last time he collided with the sword qi, there was a trace of stagnation in his body, which had always been overwhelming.
Huang Qing smiled slightly, turned his wrist, changed the pressure into hanging, and a sword qi broke through the ground, tilted straight up, and crashed into the air, like waiting for a rabbit, knocking the Xu Longxiang who flashed in an instant into the air.
Elephants have clouds, and the terrain is thick and carries all things.
Then Huang Qing's sword is taken from the ground and sought in one breath.
Xu Longxiang, who was knocked into the air, didn't have time to respond, and was smashed on his body by the sword qi pulled out of the ground one by one, the sword qi was as powerful as the earth dragon Huangjiao, even if Xu Longxiang was knocked back to the ground, he didn't stop, the young man inserted his hands into the ground, his feet against the sand, trying to narrow the retreat distance, but the sword qi was huge, and the young man's body continued to explode with clouds of yellow mist, when a wisp of sword qi hit the left shoulder, Xu Longxiang obviously fell down on his shoulder, and his chest was almost close to the ground, and when he slapped his left hand, his shoulder was raised, It could be blocked, and the second, third, and fourth paths, the sword qi wrapped in yellow sand that grew in countless places fell again.
The young man, whose body was sinking inch by inch, hooked his fingers and propped himself on the ground.
The Great Chu Dynasty once had an overlord who could carry the Ding, even if you Xu Long was like a powerful man, could you bear the weight of heaven and earth?
Huang Qing really wants to see and learn.
Since the original intention of sharpening this new sword with the help of Xu Longxiang has been exhausted, Huang Qing thought of using the talented young man to weigh the catties of the white-clothed monk, so as to pave the way for a future battle.
This is Huang Qing's unique kendo who is unwilling to condescend to others, which is different from Li Chungang, who is conceited about the world's affairs and a sword matter, and also different from Deng Tai'a, who is the way of swordsmanship.
Dingfeng Bo is only halfway out of the sword, and he has such courage.
It is very likely that Huang Qing has already touched the threshold of the 6 Earth Sword Immortals.
There was a joke in the world about Qi Xuanjiao in Longhu Mountain: Referring to Xuan is just a slave who bends over, the celestial phenomena just bow his head and beg, and the 6 earth immortals sit cross-legged.
It is said that for the celestials, the realization of the Xuan is just a servant with a waist, and he is still just a fluke begging for a little heavenly opportunity, and only by becoming a god of the 6 earths can he be regarded as not bowing his head or bending over, but he is only sitting cross-legged between heaven and earth, which is still a little shorter than the way of heaven.
Legend has it that an unknown master of the Tao went to the Demon Slaying Platform to ask Yu Qi Xuanjiao, attacked his shield with his spear, and asked Qi Xuanjiao how to deal with himself, it is said that Qi Dazhen just replied with a smile: and allow the poor Dao who is sitting cross-legged stretches his feet.
It is worthy of being the reincarnation of Lu Zu, who once passed through the gate of heaven and did not enter.
And Qi Xuanjiao also said a strange proverb that is cloudy and foggy: 6 Earth immortals have the difference between life and death, but there is no difference between superior and inferior.
Regardless of whether Huang Qing is standing or sitting at that time, as long as the power of heaven and earth is used by me in the Sword Immortal Realm, and he is not in the Three Sects, then he has the qualification to be called invincible.
Huang Qing opened his eyes and looked at the young man who was almost lying on the ground, his eyes were a little pitying, both regretful for the young man's talent and a little obscure self-deprecation.
Taiping Ling once said that there must be herbs in the place where poisonous snakes infest, this is the heavenly principle of the restraint of all things in the world, the heavenly net is magnificent, the more carp turns into a dragon, the more difficult it is to escape a catastrophe, a hundred years ago Liu Songtao was invincible in the world, for the nameless and nameless You Fang Dao people closed the mountain, Li Chungang's kendo is known as shoulder to shoulder with the sky, if you want to open the gate of heaven, you will open the gate of heaven, the same for Wang Xianzhi restraint, and finally Wang Xianzhi died in the hands of Xu Fengnian, so when he stepped into the threshold of the 6 gods and goddesses as a martial artist outside the three religions, who would be the destined enemy Huang Qing gathered his mind and retracted his thoughts, Xu Longxiang in front of him had been blasted into the big pit by countless sword qi, and in his field of vision, within hundreds of zhang with the young man as the center, a yellow dragon sword qi rose from the ground, like a flower bud blooming, smashing on the young man's back without stopping, so that he could not have a momentary respite.
After all, it is reasonable that the power of a dragon elephant is invincible to the mighty weather of heaven and earth.
Although Huang Qing regretted a little that the young man still couldn't let himself out of a sword after all, it was not easy to be able to hold on purely by his body for so long in a sword game, and Huang Qing didn't want to torture and kill Xu Longxiang with this, not that he was afraid of being hated by the young King of Beiliang in the future, but that Huang Qing could have today's sword master realm, and he had the mind and bearing to match.
Huang Qing stretched out his hand and pressed the sword to press the sword, and suddenly pushed back the scabbard.
"Luozi Tianyuan."
At the same time, a terrifying sword qi as thick as the roots of a mountain fell from the sky.
The sword qi exploded into the earth, just like the sword returned to its sheath.
The sword qi was so thick that it was like an exaggeration of the flow of water, overflowing madly from that big pit, flowing rapidly along the outside of the big pit several zhang away, soaking through the yellow sand.
Huang Qing sighed slightly in his heart, and was about to turn around and return to Gusai Prefecture.
The wind in his hand trembled slightly, and the amplitude became larger and larger.
Huang Qing frowned and looked at the big pit again.
There was no trace of life in it, but because of this, the laughter that was like a beast squeezing out of its throat was particularly terrifying.
An emaciated figure in ragged clothes gradually walked out along the slope of the pit, hunched over the waist and hands down.
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When he raised his head, Huang Qing saw a pair of golden eyes.
In those eyes, there is no sense of color, no sadness, no joy, no joy.
In the blink of an eye, Huang Qing harnessed his sword qi to erect six tall walls containing cyan lubrancy behind him one after another, and the young man who had lost his human breath instantly appeared from behind Huang Qing's previous back, and then started running, smashing the six walls in one go, running instead of decreasing, increasing, when he was two feet away, the young man jumped high and rushed towards Huang Qing.
Huang Qing's hand holding the sword slid downward, grasping the tail end of the scabbard of Ding Fengbo, and after raising his arm, the hilt of the sword hit the young man's throat with precision.
Huang Qing said in a deep voice: "Retreat" The tail of the sword is angry, and the bullfight is angry.
A ball of brilliant sword light bloomed in the boy's chest.
But what surprised Huang Qing was that after the impact, the young man tilted his head back, and then slammed forward at a faster degree, directly shattering the sword qi, not to mention, and almost letting him lose his sword.
Huang Qing retreated a few steps, during which his five fingers were briefly released, and when the hilt of the sword was knocked back into the palm of his hand, he held it again, so that he finally did not overturn in the gutter, otherwise the dignified sword qi would have been knocked away by someone with his throat.
But Huang Qing's palm also oozes blood.
Huang Qing's wrist flicked, and the sword was only an inch, and the young man who spun after twisting the body on the ground held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and "gently" pushed it on his chest with the other.
Not only was the storm pushed back into the scabbard, but Huang Qing was also pushed out by the mad demon boy for more than ten zhang.
Huang Qing's feet flew upside down like dragonflies in the air and stepped on a few times, stepping on a long series of mysterious ripples like ripples on the water surface, and those gradually expanding ripples touched each other, and there was a sword aura like a lotus swaying from the "water", and these more than 20 green lotuses were as tall as adults in an instant, stopping on the way of the teenager's pursuit.
The young man with golden eyes staring at Huang Qing grinned but was silent during the sprint, and his hands casually tore apart the cyan lotus flowers that were in the way.
Huang Qing took half a step forward with one foot, the back of his shoe was all covered by the yellow sand, and he moved half a step back with one foot on the ground.
Huang Qing's style is not a sword out of the sheath, but a sheath out of the sword.
Stabbed the boy in the heart.
From ancient times to the present, the sword system has always been shorter and shorter, the length of the Qin sword is more than twenty-two inches, and the long sword of Dafeng is only nineteen inches and six minutes, and then the Spring and Autumn Period and the Nine Kingdoms put aside the private sword furnace, the imperial court casts the sword with its own length and shortness, but it is not out of the sword system, but the Dingfeng Bo, which ranks in the forefront of the world's famous swords, as a new weapon that has been cast for only 20 years, has chased the ancient sword of the Great Qin, up to 21 inches and three points, in order to seek the deep meaning of "the long sword is far", it is not the expectation of the person who gave the sword to Huang Qing in the way of the sword.
After Huang Qing unsheathed instead of taking out his sword, he silently recited: "Sixteen Views" The scabbard was sixteen inches from the tip of the sword, and every inch came out of it with a view.
One look at one phase, sixteen inches in the air, sixteen kinds of indescribable visions emerged.
First, there was an ethereal figure in a green shirt sitting on the tip of the sword in Huang Qing's hand, sitting facing west, there was a big sun rising, like a hanging drum, seeing the red sun, opening and closing his eyes.
After the view of the sun, the view of water rises again, and there is ice like glass, shining brightly.
Next, there are the seven treasures of King Kong, which are brilliant.
There are constantly treasure trees, treasure pools, and lotus blossoms, and there are immeasurable heavens playing tricks, and heavenly maidens scattering flowers.
Huang Qing's half sword.
A sword gives birth to a Buddha.
Xu Longxiang's heart was hit by this sword or scabbard, and his body maintained a forward posture, but it hovered so abruptly.
Huang Qing walked forward slowly, pushing the sword into the sheath, and with each sheath an inch, one phase dissipated, and the young man took a step back.
Huang Qing looked at the young man sixteen steps away, and said softly: "Only ghosts and gods can protect things, but I don't know that the dragon elephant will turn into ashes." ” “”: