"Brother, do you know this master?" Wan Youqi murmured to Wan Haoxiong curiously.
Wan Haoxiong scratched his head, the puzzlement on his face was no less than Wan Youqi's. Po Qian Dao made it clear that he was here for Wan Haoxiong, and he saw Po Qian Dao's enthusiasm to defend Wan Haoxiong. Not only did the two of them know each other, but they also had a deep friendship. It's just that Wan Haoxiong scratched his head and couldn't remember when he had made friends with such a super strong person in the realm of perfection!
"My dear friend, do you really want to make an enemy of Yuntianmen for this Wanhaoxiong?"
"Where did all this nonsense come from? Look at the knife!"
Po Qian Dao didn't wait for Qing Jian's words to fall to the ground, then roared loudly and slashed at Qing Jian with his sword. The fierce energy seemed like there was a blood feud between him and Qing Jian.
Facing Po Qian Dao, who was also in the state of perfection, Qing Jian did not dare to be careless in the slightest, and his expression was already serious to the extreme. Seeing Po Qian Dao slashing at him, he hurriedly shook the green sword in his hand and shot out thousands of emerald-like green arrows. The light faced the blade.
The duel between Po Qian Dao and Qing Jian was a truly evenly matched peak duel. The word "excellent" is no longer enough to describe it.
In the pitch-black night, golden sabers and cyan swords kept colliding with each other, as if a storm was about to come. In the deep night sky, there were constant thunders, which made people's eardrums buzz. , as if it was about to tear apart at any moment.
Brilliant golden and green lights are splashing everywhere, like a grand and splendid fireworks show, stirring the heartstrings and shocking people!
"Yuqi, go quickly and order everyone to retreat ten miles away and not come near!"
The collision between Po Qian Dao and Qing Jian became more and more violent. Wan Hao Xiong felt worried and hurriedly ordered Wan Youqi.
"Brother, what about you?" Wan Youqi asked worriedly.
Wanhao Xionghao smiled and said, "They are here to save us. Of course we have to fight side by side with them. Even if we can't fight side by side, we still have to advance and retreat together! You don't have to worry about me, I will be fine."
Wan Youqi looked back at Po Qian Dao, nodded slightly, stopped talking, and turned around quickly to leave. After a while, the armies that came from all directions retreated one after another.
Wan Haoxiong stood on the eaves of a roof, holding the purple-gold dragon gun tightly in his hand, eager to rush forward and fight like a thousand swords. But he knew in his heart that if he really rushed forward, he would not only be unable to help Po Qian Dao, but would only cause trouble for him.
On the one hand, he felt a little frustrated, but on the other hand, Wan Haoxiong's fighting spirit was burning even stronger!
My son can achieve the Great Perfection, but why can’t I, my father, even achieve the Small Consummation
boom!
There was another violent collision. Under the golden light of fireworks, Po Qian Dao and Qing Sword floated back to both sides. In this first round, the two seemed to be fighting evenly, and they were evenly matched!
"I didn't expect that your cultivation level is higher than I thought!" After fighting for a long time, he didn't get any advantage. Qing Jian's face was full of surprise.
Po Qian Dao had a happy face! He had just reached the state of perfection, and he hadn't had time to use it yet, and he didn't even know how far his fighting power had reached. He was overjoyed when he met Qingjian at this time. I am afraid that if he looked at the whole world, he would not be able to find anyone as suitable as Qingjian for him to practice with.
After the fierce battle with Qing Jian, Po Qian Dao truly realized the preciousness and subtlety of the 'Holy Sword Way'!
Although Qingjian is the same as him at the beginning of perfection, it has been at least five or six years since Qingjian entered the beginning of perfection. But compared to Po Qian Dao, a newcomer who has completed the first level of perfection, he has no advantage at all. This shows what? This undoubtedly illustrates the subtlety of the 'Holy Sword Way'!
Po Qian Dao sneered and said, "Is it just a little taller? You blind thing, today is the day you die!"
Qing Jian frowned and said in a deep voice, "Brother, I value your cultivation and have a love for talents, so I tolerate you again and again. You must know that anyone who offends our Yuntian Sect, no matter who it is, will No one can escape death!"
"Bah! I'll show you whether it's you or me who dies today!"
Po Qian Dao's body was heavily stunned, and the broad knife in his hand suddenly shot out thousands of golden lights that shot into the sky, rendering Po Qian Dao's whole body like a god.
With the movement of Po Qian Dao, Qing Jian was immediately shocked and opened his mouth wide, because he clearly felt an aura that was very similar to Wan Youqi's before, but the aura he felt at this time was stronger than Wan Youqi's. More than tens of millions of times!
"This is… "
Qing Jian's exclamation just sounded out, and an extremely terrifying and fierce aura suddenly appeared behind him.
Qing Jianyan's heart trembled, and he hurriedly looked back, only to see that behind him, at some point, a dazzling golden sword had formed, like a tiger that had locked its prey, and was charging towards him. Bared fangs.
"How can it be!?"
Qing Jian shouted wildly in his heart, and the green sword in his hand fired one green sword light after another as if it was free of charge, and the torrent rushed towards the golden sword.
However, just when the sword light was about to collide with Dao Gang, the Dao Gang trembled slightly and mysteriously disappeared into the air. The sword light released by the green sword all hit the air, and finally dissipated helplessly without a trace.
And just when Qing Jian felt incredible and extremely shocked, that terrifying aura appeared behind him again. When Qing Jian turned around, the golden sword that disappeared just now appeared there again.
It was so elusive and completely unpredictable that Qing Jian broke into a cold sweat on the spot.
This is the first time that Po Qian Dao has used the Holy Sword Way to fight the enemy so freely. The more he uses it, the more he can feel its magic and its essence. All kinds of understandings come to him. The Holy Sword Way becomes more and more tactful in his hands. , naturally, the power becomes stronger and stronger.
At first, there was only one golden blade. Slowly, the second and third swords formed one after another. They took turns to fight, which made Qing Jian's spirit highly tense and exhausted.
"This... what kind of sword technique is this?" Within a moment, Qing Jian was already panting and roaring.
"What sword technique? Hehe... the sword technique that will kill you!" Po Qian Dao said with murderous intent.
"How dare you! If you kill me, Yuntianmen will definitely cut you into pieces!"
"When death is imminent, you still use your own sect to scare people. Is this the style of your Yuntian sect? It's extremely ridiculous!"
The killing intent of Thousand Swords rose, and the broad sword in his hand waved like the wind. The three elusive golden swords merged into one in the air, forming a comet-like golden light more than ten feet long, and at the same time a domineering wave. The ultimate aura, as if it had spirituality, suddenly covered the green sword.
Qing Jian immediately realized the threat of death, his expression changed instantly, and a look of fear crazily poured into his eyes.
"It's not that easy to kill me!" A shrill voice spewed out from Qing Jian's mouth, like a ghost crying in the night, which made people's hair stand on end.
In order to survive, the green sword also made a desperate move, leaping more than a hundred feet into the air. The green sword in his hand danced rapidly like a gust of wind, creating a large green shadow that could not be splashed by water.
In an instant, thousands of green sword rays, like thousands of arrows fired in unison, poured down from the night sky more than a hundred feet away. Each sword ray locked on the vital point of Po Qian Dao.
Po Qian Dao's confidence increased greatly at this time, and he no longer took Qing Jian into his eyes. Seeing that he was going crazy, he still did not hesitate. He made a slight horizontal movement of the broadsword, and the comet-like golden light immediately hit the rain of sword light.
Dang Dang Dang!
There was a sound like striking iron, as dense as rain, and the golden light plunged into the rain of sword light. It was a rare opportunity. The green sword clenched its steel teeth, and the sword force was sharply withdrawn. The green sword light that filled the sky immediately gathered towards the center, as if it was going to completely submerge and engulf the golden light.
"Hmph!" Seeing this, Po Qiandao let out a few cold snorts, a look of disdain flashing across his face. The broad sword in his hand stabbed into the sky, and the golden light almost enveloped by the green sword light was like the sun, suddenly erupting into thousands of bright golden lights.
As soon as the golden light came out, the green sword light was like moths flying into the flame, annihilating and dissipating one after another. The speed was so fast that Qing Jian didn't even have time to react.
boom!
Just when Qing Jian was at a loss what to do, the green sword in his hand suddenly burst into pieces and scattered into the sky.
"Ah!?" Qing Jian was even more startled, exclaiming in surprise, and subconsciously stepped back.
Po Qian Dao took the opportunity, and with a burst of strength, he raised the broad knife in his hand again, and the sharp blade was slashed out with all his strength. The golden ball of light immediately turned around and shot straight towards the green sword.
"No... no, don't kill me!" Qing Jianhai's face turned pale, and without his weapon, he could only wave his palms, releasing all the true energy in his body, turning into palm shadows, piled up like a city wall. , facing the golden light that made him fear unprecedentedly!
Even Qingjian's magic weapon couldn't block this golden light, let alone his pair of fleshy palms? This is nothing but a desperate struggle!
Qingjian himself seemed to know this, and he had no extravagant hopes that his palm power could defeat the golden brilliance. He only hoped that the palm force exerting all his strength could block the golden light and buy him time to escape.
The wish is beautiful, but the reality is always too cruel! The palm force of the green sword met the golden brilliance, and it was like a thin piece of paper. It hit the sword blade head-on and was instantly washed away by the golden brilliance. The next second, the golden brilliance had already hit the green sword. On the sword.
With a loud rumbling sound, Qing Jian's body seemed to have exploded, immediately falling into pieces, and then further turning into a ball of blood mist in the golden brilliance, drifting away in the wind! (To be continued)