The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.
The silver light came moving, and there was the sound of dragon roar, which was startled in the waves of the four seas on the island.
It was clearly spring, but everyone present felt a chilling feeling of the autumn wind. The neat sound of knives and guns unsheathed came from their ears, the cold light spread in the battlefield, the autumn wind passed by, and the sand was rolling.
The competition field for two people turned into a battlefield. Approaching one person and one shot, it seems like a pistol with a gun, like stepping on a joint camp.
Many people sitting cross-legged opened their eyes, and there was a burst of emotion on and off the court.
The Taoist priest who bore the brunt of it was startled, and the fierce and bloody power of the cold light in front of him actually shocked his blood and stagnation, and there was a tingling sensation on his skin.
The Taoist priest repeated the old technique, attacking the spiritual platform with the secret technique of the soul.
Li Qingjun's eyes were cold, and he had awe-inspiring power rising from the spiritual platform. The secret techniques that tried to affect the soul were rushed to pieces, and not even a single technique could be formed.
The Taoist priest was puzzled, and subconsciously soared into the clouds, avoiding the sharp spear that came from the ground.
The silver spear raised his head, and ten thousand points of cold light spread all over the world. Among the stars, there were meteors flying to the moon, straight through the throat!
A bronze-mirror-style magic weapon stood in front of him, and an arc-shaped shield appeared.
This arc is the best way to deal with attacks that focus on one point. No matter whether it is a spear or a sword, it is easy to be swept past.
Li Qingjun's eyes were neither sad nor happy, the silver gun trembled slightly, and the ten thousand points of cold light condensed into a line, accurately stabbing at the very center of the arc.
"Qiang!" There was a crisp sound, the shield cracked, the silver spear turned into a sweep, and a mysterious arc swept past, slamming heavily on the side of the road.
Stunned in the field.
Chu Jiantian forged four layers of bones... Li Qingjun forged three layers of bones. But the opponent that Chu Jiantian couldn't beat was swept away by Li Qingjun within a few shots, and he was still lying on the ground with his body bowed like a shrimp.
Li Qingjun stationed his gun on the ground, with a straight stature: "Concession."
The silver dragon converges and returns to no trace.
Qin Yi looked at it from a distance, and suddenly remembered a poem.
Liu Ma was newly straddling the white jade saddle, and the moonlight was cold after the battle; the iron drums in the city head were still vibrating, and the blood of the golden knife in the box was still dry.
The sea breeze blew, and there was silence in the field.
Even the bystanders outside the formation took a deep breath and were shocked.
Penglai Jiange picked up the treasure.
This kind of blood and fierceness, which is completely different from Qingxiu who shuns the world, often needs to be reflected in the murderous magic way, but she does not need it.
It's not just a matter of "genius", it's a fit of experience, she has her way.
In the mortal world, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, she had already led the three armies to attack the city and destroy the country.
Such a vicious battlefield, the soul is the infiltration of thousands of resentful souls and the blood of thousands of comrades, how can a simple technique of a cultivator affect the mind
Although it didn't take her long.
However, he experienced the trough of almost losing his country and was trapped in a lonely city; he also experienced the killing of the enemy country, standing on the top of the group of ministers, giving orders to Tiannan; also in the hope of losing the country and fleeing alone to protect his family. The rise and fall of the country, the peaks and valleys, the hell in the clouds, she has gone through it all.
In just over a year, the eldest brother, the father, the second brother, and the sister-in-law have all died cleanly, lost all their relatives, and supported a country on their thin shoulders, and she has passed.
The red dust of more than ten years has gone through the lives of many people.
For a genius, there is no need to go any further.
When the lead is washed away and returned to the East China Sea, then the true dragon escapes and leaps for nine days.
That is what many people want, break the world.
That day, the old Taoist priest at the Pivot God Tower looked a little dignified, and slowly asked: "This... What's your name just now?"
"Donghai Penglai, Li Qingjun!"
"Pindao wrote it down. Penglai sword pavilion is fortunate." The old Taoist didn't know what to think, so he didn't say this, and transferred: "The challenge continues."
The field was quiet for a while, and then one person slowly came up: "Lingyunzong Tai Puzi, ask fellow Taoists for advice."
Li Qingjun bowed his hands and bowed: "Please advise the Taoist priest."
Tai Puzi sighed: "You made the rest of my Lingyun Sect dare not go. The poor Daoist, as the finale, came out so early... But it's also a joy to be able to learn from such a fellow Daoist once to prove his experience."
Li Qingjun smiled slightly and said nothing.
"But since Pindao came out, girl be careful."
Tai Puzi's voice fell, and there were clouds everywhere in the field.
A wooden sword appeared in the cloud, and then turned into the might of Huiyang, and suddenly stabbed.
In the Tengyun-level competition, the power of Huiyang appeared for the first time. That is Tai Puzi's natal magic weapon, within the rules.
Li Qingjun did not complain that it was unfair, the silver spear swung, the dragon roared again, a bunch of dazzling spear awns took shape, and the bitter wind rose into the sky.
In the previous battle situation, neither Chu Jiantian nor Li Qingjun had the qi that often erupted in the early days of Qin Yi. It's not that the level is lower than Qin Yi, but it's higher.
Their Astral Qi is hidden in the weapon, and they are integrated into one. With the addition and change of the weapon, it turns into the sword energy and the spear glow. Today's Qin Yi's bat swinging rarely has a lot of arrogance and bells and whistles. It is more simple and unpretentious, and its power is condensed and condensed. Everyone's reasoning is the same.
But this time, Li Qingjun's spear tip has gathered a very obvious spear gang, and the gang qi has a faint golden color, which looks very beautiful.
Next to him, a disciple of the Sword Pavilion whispered, "The Fierce Sun Sword... uh spear. Junior Sister Li turned swordsmanship into spearmanship, and she has become so hands-on..."
This is a skill... I'm afraid this move is the famous move of Penglai Jiange. I don't know how the internal luck works. Qin Yi can clearly feel that there is an extremely terrifying power gathered on the tip of the spear, and the explosion is to stab the stars.
It is very likely that it will go the same way as his outbreak.
Seeing this time, Qin Yi remembered that Li Qingjun's gun was the same as before, but he had changed it a long time ago. Now this gun is at least at the level of Huiyang in terms of material, otherwise the guns of the mortal world in the early years would not have been able to withstand such severe qi. , can also add…
"boom!"
The spear came out like a dragon, and the tip of the spear was on the side of the sword.
Under the violent energy conflict, it exploded.
This island, which is said to be reinforced by a formation that can't even hit a pit, actually swayed slightly, the ground cracked, and flying stones sputtered out. The middle of the battle was filled with smoke and the afterglow of energy bombardment.
Countless people took a deep breath.
This Nima is the battle of Tengyun? Several cultivators who thought they were also very good at Tengyun covered their faces with their sleeves, feeling shameless.
Although they have the bonus of high-level magic weapons and weapons, they themselves are like arms and fingers, and it is not at all that ordinary Tengyun can withstand the imperial envoy.
Even Qin Yi froze slightly.
Famous cultivation methods cannot be taken lightly. The world is huge, and there are so many heroes.
In the smoke, there was a sudden icy mist, which was stacked on the sword and spread to the spear.
The seemingly exhausted gun glow rose again, breaking the ice.
The cold ice turned into Tai Chi and suddenly rotated.
The gun's light rose three times, piercing the Tai Chi.
"Three layers of waves." The disciples of Jiange were fascinated.
This is the true power of breaking through ten thousand methods. Let you be in a thousand ways. I will break it with one shot, like waves in layers, endless. The old power has not gone away, but the new power has been born.
In the way of martial arts, he has entered the Dao.
"Choke!" The figure split.
Tai Puzi clutched his ribs, and blood spilled from his fingers.
He was silent for a while before slowly saying, "I heard that you only practiced for three years."
Li Qingjun cupped his hands: "Before going to Jiange, I practiced martial arts for seventeen years, and I didn't slack off."
"Teached."
"Assignment."
Tai Puzi turned around slowly, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and shook his head again: "One hundred and fifty years of repairing in vain."
The crowd stared blankly as Tai Puzi walked off the stage, Li Qingjun stood in place, and pointed at the gun: "Which other comrades want to teach me?"
There was silence.
The sea breeze blew her long hair flying, her spear gleamed in the sunlight, and her silver soft armor was shining like a goddess.
"The list of stunning fairies is going to be replaced." At this moment, most of the onlookers had this idea in their minds.
Of course, on the list of stunning fairies, it's not just about looking at your face. If you are too clear and look like a passerby, you will be the number one beauty in the world. If you are a phoenix, you look like a fairy, but you are just a furnace, and your heart is like this.
As for Li Qingjun right now, it is conceivable that he will be famous all over the world within a few days.
[411. About Qingjun, explain in a single chapter!
Before, I said a lot of PS at the beginning of Chapter 390, but it was complained that the number of words was taken up, so I deleted it.
As a result, after I deleted it, some people couldn't understand it. I knew I wouldn't delete it!
Explain two points:
First, the innate martial arts is Xiandao Fengchu, and before Qingjun entered the sword pavilion, he was already at the peak of innate, that is, the peak of Xiandao Fengchu. She had only been in the Jiange for seven days, and she was Yijin, also known as Xiandao Qinxin. It took her three years to forge bones, the time from middle school to university, not the time to start from scratch! Not time to start from scratch! Not time to start from scratch! Say the important thing three times!
She was very strong before she entered the sword pavilion. Before entering the door, she would fight and break through the monsters. As soon as she entered the door, she threw her senior brother on the wall. Why does such a fierce person always think that it was starting from scratch? Can your family fight monsters from scratch? Can you stop jumping, and then say I'm forcibly fast when you're done? Besides, Qingjun broke through the trouble of breaking through faster than Qin Yi and read the book again, he really couldn't stand it anymore. After speaking one after another, he was really speechless.
Second, at the beginning, "I didn't love as much as I imagined", not "don't love", not "don't love", not "don't love", and say important things three times. In the imagination, it is a level that can abandon everything. It turns out that the responsibility of the family and the country is more important in one heart, and it is also more important to seek to become stronger for the sake of tassel in the other heart. This is "not as loving as I imagined", not not loving, but not putting it above everything! When Nanli was destroyed, the responsibility disappeared, and the pressure on Qingjun was gone, and the love that was originally in the second place was the first.
Such a simple thing, so hard to understand
It doesn’t matter if it’s hard to understand. I also deliberately used narration in the first few chapters to say a lot, but I’m too lazy to take care of them. As a result, there are people who say they don’t love it as if they didn’t see it. I said, it’s okay if you don’t understand, but can you stop dancing? Narration? It's really troublesome for you to force it every day!