Xu Longxiang began to sprint, his speed was much faster than that of his previous opponent Huang Qing, and the Taoist supernatural power that shrank into inches could not be compared at all.
In the Taoist classics, there is a saying about complimenting one's own immortals, and there is a kind of wording called scattering beans into soldiers, which of course is a wording to fool the rural villagers.
But Huang Qing's sword qi has already permeated the surroundings everywhere, but it also has a bit of the meaning of grass and trees into soldiers, and more importantly, with the insight into the first opportunity of the Xuan realm, Huang Qing can accurately capture Xu Longxiang's offensive line, Xu Longxiang before he collides with him and Dingfeng Wave, it will inevitably impact those subtle sword qi that is as small as a midge filling the heavens and the earth, which can make Huang Qing unpredictable prophet and plan before acting.
Huang Qing expected that Xu Longxiang would go around behind him to launch a hammer kill on his back, he didn't turn around, shaking his sword out of the sheath by more than an inch, and at the same time, a sword rainbow suddenly exploded two feet behind him, cutting through the sky.
But the expected scene did not appear, Xu Longxiang did not come as promised, so Huang Qing's first sword move lost its meaning, and what was even more wrong was that Huang Qing had already begun to lay out the young man's back hand after the first move.
The battle between the top martial arts masters and the death is a fraction of a millimeter, which is enough to be a thousand miles away.
Sure enough, Xu Longxiang, who deliberately paused, the ghostly figure finally appeared on Huang Qing's side, and then collided, Huang Qing's original body was like a waterfall pouring 3,000 feet of qi flowing, and it was hard to move a few major points horizontally, like a big river diverted and flowed, although it was too late to get out of the sheath, but Huang Qing swept across the scabbard with a sword scabbard, and a sword arc cut out, showing a fan-shaped separation of heaven and earth, and the momentum was magnificent.
The world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable, Xu Longxiang did not retreat to avoid its edge, but with a terrifying speed bowed his head, bent over, continued to rush forward, and with a fierce and unrivaled shoulder collision, Huang Qing directly knocked out a long distance.
Xu Longxiang ran straight on the ground, and almost instantly, he reached out and grabbed Huang Qing's ankle, and pulled it down hard, not only pulling Huang Qing's body to the ground, but also directly tearing Huang Qing's qi that was running.
Huang Qing hit the ground, and Xu Longxiang kicked it fiercely Huang Qing, who couldn't say the bitterness, had to reluctantly block this kick with his arm, and his body was kicked into the air again.
In an instant, Xu Longxiang, who jumped up, slammed his elbow on his chest and hit him back to the ground.
The black shadow above his head pressed down, Xu Longxiang's ten fingers were staggered into a fist, if this punch was hit solidly, not to mention that the sword qi was close to Huang Qing, I am afraid that even Murong Baoding, who is not bad in King Kong, will also become a broken big ding.
Huang Qing's back smashed on the ground, facing Xu Longxiang, who was falling sharply in the sky, the hilt of the sword of Dingfeng Bo was against the sand, and the scabbard was pointed at the crazy boy who was unforgiving.
The sword is sheathed and walks.
The scabbard stabbed at Xu Longxiang.
The famous sword set the storm in this way for the first time.
Xu Longxiang smashed his fists on the scabbard, smashing the scabbard off, and his body only paused slightly, and continued to smash downward.
Huang Qing gently patted the ground with his left hand, and his body suddenly spun, driving his right hand to set the wind and wave out a circle of brilliant round sword gangs.
Like a bright moon, born in the desert of yellow sand.
Although it was a hasty sword, the momentum was far from reaching the peak, but it was still extremely amazing.
It's a pity to answer the old saying, the road is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high.
Xu Longxiang didn't weigh the pros and cons at all, and directly smashed the full moon sword gang with his fist, what is the real momentum, Xu Longxiang is Huang Qing hurriedly pointed his sword a little, and his body floated out more than ten zhang, Xu Longxiang smashed his fists on the ground, and the loud explosion actually went deep into the hundred zhang.
Huang Qing stood still in the distance, clenched his sword tightly, and raised his arm at shoulder height.
This sword qi oozes blood near the corners of his mouth.
The long sword in his hand did not spit out the sword qi Qinghong to show its might, but instead was like an immortal eating Xia and drinking dew, frantically absorbing the "green mist" around him.
With the complete unsheath of the Dingfeng Wave, especially after making a whale swallow shape, the sword qi around Huang Qing and Xu Longxiang, which was originally invisible to the naked eye, quickly condensed, like fireflies in the summer night sky, dotted with stars, flying into the tip of the long sword.
The name of the Huang Qingzi brand is that sword qi is near.
What is the sword qi close?
That is to say that before the Huang Qingren came out of the sword, the sword qi was already like the midges that "the sky is cloudy and the rain will rain, and the flocks will fly and block the road", which is subtle and imperceptible, and it is densely packed all over the world.
Huang Qing held the sword in one hand and the back in the other, looked up at the sky where some black clouds were drifting, retracted his gaze, and looked at the young man who was slowly standing up in the pit.
Huang Qing said softly: "People live for a lifetime, and every step is to leave a trace of the next step between heaven and earth.
It's just that the footsteps of the world, most of them go without a trace, the wind blows the yellow sand, the snow covers the path, and the water rushes to the stone steps.
I, Huang Qing, am not exempt from vulgarity, but the sword in my hand is different. ” Every time Huang Qing said a word, the long sword in his hand fixed the vicinity of the storm, and in the four directions of up, down, left and right, he superimposed a "fixed storm".
Layer upon layer, the lines are not moving, not moving like a mountain.
Nearly three hundred identical "Fixing Storm Waves" were quickly stacked in front of him.
Xu Longxiang couldn't see Huang Qing's figure at all, but he could vaguely hear the voice of the first person in Beimang's Kendo.
"In the past hundred years, there have been two generations of sword gods in the rivers and lakes, Li Chungang is famous for his high spirits, the sword is open to heaven, and one sleeve is a green dragon.
Deng Tai'a is famous for his fast sword, and he is the best sword forest with his sharp edge. ” "Huang Qing doesn't want to follow their path, and he only asks for two words for this set of turmoil in his hand."
"Don't move."
Between Huang Qing and Xu Longxiang, a towering sword mountain appeared, and this sword mountain was still increasing and expanding, constantly advancing towards Xu Longxiang layer by layer.
Xu Longxiang did not retreat but advanced, and under a collision, he broke dozens of high and low long swords that were blocked on the road, and after being blocked from running forward, he pulled his hands and smashed more than a dozen Dingfeng waves.
No matter how Xu Longxiang rushed, he used brute force to break those long swords, but the next moment there was always a new sword to fill the original position, and the young man who was blocked by the sword wall of Jianshan was obviously also angry, his body regressed, and after pulling out a distance from that sword mountain, he launched a rapid charge.
But the next moment, the sword mountain began to grow on its own, and not only did the momentum not decay, but forced the young man to retreat, even if the young man stepped on the ground with his feet and tried to carry the mountain forward with his shoulders, his feet still slid backwards step by step.
The young man simply pressed his head against the wall of swords, and then supported it with both hands.
The young man who was tilted roared angrily and pushed forward.
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Such as wooden support walls The entire sword mountain seemed to emit a slight trembling and buzzing sound, and the sword roared like a swarm of mosquitoes.
However, the thickness was prevented, and the height was still superimposed, and the sword mountain still slowly advanced with the momentum of steady climbing.
The young man's forehead was already dripping with blood, and the palms of his hands were even more bloody and blurry.
The boots on the feet are even more trodden.
The young man turned around suddenly, his arms outstretched, and he carried the sword mountain with the strength of his back, which was not wide.
The wall of swords finally stopped Higher than the giant sword mountain, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and there was faint lightning and thunder.
The pupils of the boy's eyes gradually narrowed until they disappeared completely.
Huang Qing said softly: "The birth of your Xu Longxiang is not a matter of rules, and you should not live in the world for a long time.
I will follow the rules and form a circle. ” Huang Qing held the storm in his hand and drew a circle.
Such a simple action that seems to be something that even a child's hand can play, but Huang Qing, who is in the world with the power of sword qi, makes it extremely difficult and stagnant.
Then the countless "fixed storms" that formed a mountain of swords began to change formations.
Xu Longxiang was in front of him, behind him and above his head, and his long sword was floating in the air.
Form a huge semicircle.
The tip of each sword pointed at the young man in the middle.
Huang Qing looked at the sky along the back of the sword arc, the black clouds became thicker and heavier, and the purple thunder as thick as a hugging tree rolled wildly.
Huang Qing, whose sword-wielding arm began to tremble, said softly: "Since you are seeking your own death and are not afraid of attracting a catastrophe, then I will give you a ride in the end." ” This last sword is called "Rules", Huang Qing originally wanted to compete with the sword god Deng Tai'a, it will be an unprecedented battle between speed and speed in the way of the sword, and he never thought that it would be used on Xu Longxiang first.
Huang Qing suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and splashed it on the long sword.
The storm fell to the ground.
The overwhelming semi-circular sword array exploded violently.
Huang Qing looked shocked and dazed.
In the distance, the boy stood hunched over, arms lowered.
I couldn't see the boy's face.
Seven or eight strands of rich black gas were like evil dragons, wandering around the young man wantonly.
At this moment, Huang Qing's shirt fluttered without warning.
The scene of the glimpse made this sword qi feel even more terrifying.
The bronze ancestor was stabbed in the abdomen, and just like that, he hit all the way, and the two of them continued to rush forward and crash into a hill together.
One huge hill shattered in an instant, and the next sand dune was still so vulnerable, like a firecracker in the hands of a child in the old days.
Huang Qing turned his head and saw that the man was standing still with the knife in his left hand, and in the distance, where a hill exploded, the bronze master ancestor stood up in the wind and sand, and with him, there was also a majestic Heavenly King Dharma Body that was as high as a hundred zhang.
Could it be that the Bronze Master Ancestor didn't even have time to ask for the Dharma Body after that person took out the sword That Xu Fengnian, the king of Beiliang, came like this In addition to being shocked, Huang Qing, who caught a glimpse of the high-altitude vision out of the corner of his eye, also breathed a sigh of relief.
Even if you Xu Feng are so fast, it's still too late.
The catastrophe has come.
The sevenfold heavenly thunder will fall One heavy and one heavy, what if you are a land immortal Boom.
A purple thunderbolt smashed towards Xu Longxiang.
Xu Fengnian ignored the bronze ancestor and the sword qi at all, and went straight to the rolling thunder, swinging out with a sword.
It's the same as the old man in sheepskin Qiu with the sleeve of the green dragon back then.
Directly smashed that heavenly thunder.
Huang Qing was dumbfounded, these two brothers, are they so unreasonable in doing things That's the thunder that symbolizes the catastrophe.
Do you Xu Fengnian really want to carry the Seven Heavenly Thunders alone Immortal Qi Xuanjiao was in the Demon Slaying Table back then, but he was just carrying the sixfold purple thunder.
Xu Fengnian stood beside Xu Longxiang, stretched out his hand and pressed his brother's head, and said softly: "Huang Man'er, my father is gone, but as long as my brother is still there and the sky falls, it will not be your turn to carry it." ”i752 “”: