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With a wave of Li Qingshan's right hand, the broken wall smashed into pieces. Fu Qingjin turned into a little blue light and flew away, flying around Li Qingshan, converging into Fu Qingjin's face, and said: "You think you are strong enough, but in fact, you are helpless."
"Fu Qingjin, you really like nonsense, the life and death of the strong and the weak, how can you speak with your mouth, use your sword to speak!" Li Qingshan laughed loudly and danced with blood knives, accurately cutting every point of blue light, and the blue light once again. For two, the chaos became more and more chaotic, the blade of light followed like a shadow, and at the same time, the cyan light was divided into four, and the blade of light also divided.
The blade light burst frantically, but Li Qingshan's eyes were quiet, with a slight blue light. Time seemed to be driven by a cart, it became extremely slow, and the trajectory of every cyan light became very clear.
Cang! With a sound of gold and iron, the tens of thousands of azure blue sword and the blood sword collided with the blood knife, and Fu Qingyan flew back, slightly surprised, and finally lost the calm expression on his face: "The realm of microcosm!"
Fu Qingjun's strength is not only derived from the Qingxu Sword, but also from the deep accumulation of the Tibetan Sword Palace, which conducts elite education for thousands of selected disciples.
If Baijiajingyuan and Xiaomenpai are similar to ordinary schools, then Tibetan Sword Palace is a training class for geniuses. In ordinary schools, a good student is a good student who can memorize the formula and use it flexibly, but the latter must be guided by the teacher to understand the formula itself to be considered qualified. In the same realm, the strength was absolutely different. Even if Fu Qingjin only took an ordinary spirit sword, it would be difficult for ordinary foundation-building cultivators to beat him.
"The Realm of Microcosm, is that what you call it?"
After Li Qingshan has cultivated into the four layers of Linggui. Being able to experience the birth and death of a thought in the extreme silence, there are endless mystery changes, use it on the spirit turtle demon pill, you can more keenly detect good and bad, use the spirit turtle profound armor to reflect the enemy’s attack, and then he can It was used in the knife technique to force Fu Qingjin back. Can't tell if this is a talent or what, today. Finally, Fu Qingjin gave an explanation.
"I have to admit that you are indeed able to threaten my enemy. For such an enemy, I will generally give some respect, but this is not a blessing for you." Fu Qingjin's eyes are like a sword, and his left hand is like a sword. The right hand Qingxu sword pointed diagonally backward.
Li Qingshan slashed down, and the blood-red swords rushed back and forth. Bloody. The bright red reflected in the illusion of Qingxu.
"Qingxu robbery. Wan Jiansheng!" Fu Qingyan whispered, a sword pierced out, and the green light collided fiercely with the knife gang, and the blue light flashed through the knife gang, and pierced Li Qingshan's eyebrows.
Li Qingshan turned his head to avoid it, stepped forward, where he would set foot. Suddenly a Qingxu sword rose into the sky, and his footsteps changed. Leaning back, Jian Guang passed by. His feet hadn't landed yet, and every azure light broke through the ground, with a sword surpassing a sword.
Li Qingshan's footsteps are light and changeable. Shuttles through the sword light, as if a tiger is walking in a dense forest, striding forward steadily, staring at Fu Qingjin all the time.
Jianguang was more dense, he waved his blood knife casually, opened a path in the dense forest, and laughed loudly: "Is this my misfortune? Then I am really lucky."
Fu Qingjin smiled: "The show has just begun." He pinched the sword tactics and pointed to Kong. A Qingxu sword flew into the air, suspended there, and turned his head together, and the tip of the sword pointed towards Li Qingshan, turning into a rain of swords, with a long chant and a whistling down.
Li Qingshan frowned, his figure turned sharply, and he danced the blood knife into a round of swords, swaying the rain of swords, and the fierce metal collision sounded endlessly.
However, the sword rain seems to be endless, with Li Qingshan as the core, countless Qingxu swords are neatly arranged in a circle of swords, flying from every angle and every direction, even if they are knocked out, they only adjust the direction. reorganize.
Fu Qingjin only had a faint smile, and saw Li Qingshan's figure gradually being overwhelmed by the Qingxu sword.
With a long roar of the tiger and demon, the sound contained the clouds, and the sword burst, Li Qingshan spread out the wind god's wings and broke out, flashed to the sky above Fu Qingyan, and cut his head immediately.
Before the light of the sword fell, Fu Qingzhen turned into blue light and flew away, blending into that handle Qingxu sword, countless Qingxu swords merged into a long dragon, flashing with sparkling blue light, and rushing towards him.
Pinning the blue light in the sword, Li Qingshan could hardly hurt himself even with a blood knife in his hand. In the illusion of Qingxu, Fu Qingjin's power can be continuously replenished, but the connection between Li Qingshan and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is completely cut off. One point for the demon energy means one point less.
Fu Qingjin was invincible from the beginning, so he could talk to Li Qingshan with ease, as if a hunter was looking at the prey in the trap. However, Li Qingshan was in midair, unable to use the talents and magical powers of the earth's supernatural power, and indeed seemed to be trapped.
At the critical juncture, Li Qingshan's eyes suddenly became clear, and the blood knife used to confront the Qingxu sword fell down, as if giving up the confrontation with Fu Qingjin. Innocently, a punch was blasted out, and every inch of advancement, it seemed to have to pause, and then become bigger. At first glance, it seemed like a sense of lag.
Fu Qingjin smiled in his heart and confronted the Qingxu Sword with flesh and blood. Is this the last madness of the trapped beast
The moment the fist and the sword collided, an unexpected scene occurred. The handle of the Qingxu sword was shattered. Before the tip of the sword even touched Li Qingshan's fist, it was shattered and destroyed by an invisible force, and the blade was shattered. In an instant, even the blue light in the body was extinguished a little bit.
One after another cracks spread rapidly, and wherever they were, the ruined walls collapsed and shattered into a blue light. The roar spread hundreds of miles away, louder than the roar of the tiger demon, as if an invisible bell was ringing.
The corner of Li Qingshan's mouth raised, he hadn't used the most destructive shock force, just to wait for this opportunity. Relying on the realm of microcosm, layer upon layer of shocking force, even a mountain can collapse.
Li Qingshan completely destroyed the sword dragon with a violent effort. In an instant, ten thousand swords were destroyed, revealing the body of the Qingxu sword. Li Qingshan grinned and turned all the demon energy into shock power, and poured it into the Qingxu sword fiercely.
The Qingxu sword quaked and spun back to Fu Qingjin's hands. He was in a shabby blue shirt, becoming tattered, no trace of chic, and his face was bloodless, and his vitality was severely injured. In the illusion of Qingxu, he scattered the deity a little bit of cyan light, originally to avoid harm, but to let Li Qingshan's shocking power fully play out.
The damage suffered by the Qingxu Sword directly touched his mind and made him very furious. He stared at him and said, "What kind of power is this?"
"Ask the King of Hades!" Li Qingshan swooped up, transforming into the original shape of more than ten feet, with a bronze head and iron forehead, fangs and claws, like a black demon tiger, roaring loudly. Huwei hooked up the blood knife, turned into a vague blood shadow, and slashed towards Fu Qingyan's waist. Tiger claws flop, the power of shock is ready to go, and the whole body is full of murderous weapons.
"Monster!" Fu Qingjin screamed, and the surrounding ruins were twisted into a blue light, and the entire Qingxu illusion turned into an ocean of sword energy, surging towards Li Qingshan. (To be continued) RQ
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