There was also an indomitable aura about him.
Nothing could overwhelm him, not even death.
He walked into the air step by step, and finally stopped outside the wall cast by Bai Lian's body.
"Emperor Bai Lian, how long will it take?"
Bai Lian was stunned for a moment, and he immediately realized that Qingxuan Jianzong was asking how long it would take to lead to the avenue.
"Half a quarter of an hour at the latest!"
"I will fight for a quarter of an hour for you!"
Qingxuan Jianzong raised his sword and walked towards Daoist Lingxian.
He stared at Daoist Lingxian, and Daoist Lingxian also stared at him.
Although the sky fire is fierce, it is only an appetizer. The real confrontation is an unresolved grievance spanning thousands of years!
"Traitor, damn it!"
Daoist Lingxian suddenly turned into a black sky troll, his body occupied half of the sky, and he attacked like crazy.
Qingxuan Jianzong did not move.
He closed his eyes, and the image of the master flashed in his mind.
A gentle silver light illuminated his body and mind.
He whispered: "That year, I was able to defeat Lingxian in front of you. Today..."
Qingxuan Jianzong suddenly opened his eyes and looked directly at the big hand hanging down from the sky.
His voice grew higher.
"I can also defeat the fairy with the body of a mortal!"
As soon as the spirit word fell, he drew his sword and performed magic.
The sword came out of the scabbard, and the silver light shot out, and the sword light of unknown length cut across half the sky.
The fire of the sky was cut off at this moment.
The people on the ground stared at Qingxuan Jianzong's not tall back.
It was the sword light swung by such a thin body that collided with the giant hand, setting off a black storm of thousands of miles.
"Useless action!"
The roar was deafening, and another hand fell.
Qingxuan Jianzong kept his footsteps, and he repeated his old tricks.
cut cut cut cut cut...
No matter how many hands fell, he would never retreat.
There are only two endings, either he dies, or the Daoist Lingxian falls!
So, resentment is born, resentment is gone.
The Taixuan Daomen was razed to the ground in the aftermath, and the people on the ground watched the battle of the immortals in horror.
After not being able to attack for a long time, Daoist Lingxian seemed to be completely enraged.
He sprinkled all the fire in the sky and targeted the Qingxuan Sword Sect.
"Ignorance ants, you will never be able to kill me, you and I are no longer on the same level!"
"Not necessarily!"
Qingxuan Jianzong, whose body was filled with scars, clenched his teeth.
His pursuit of victory exceeds his pursuit of survival, and for so many years, he has been pondering the strongest sword move.
That move can break the barrier between immortals and mortals, and it can bloom with brilliance that does not exist in this life.
Now, in Taixuan Daomen, in front of countless former classmates, in front of that person's tombstone, it is time for him to show his achievements.
Qingxuan Jianzong stabbed his body with a backhand sword.
That was his kendo roots.
The moment the tip of the sword entered his body, he trembled violently, and what followed was the massive amount of spiritual power that spewed out, and the hottest swordsmanship in the world that he ignited with the fire of life!
wow—
Qingxuan Jianzong pulled out his sword.
The blood from the corner of his mouth was evaporated as soon as it came out.
Against the backdrop of the flames, he is like a descendant of the gods.
He walked towards Daoist Lingxian step by step, walking faster and faster.
The streamers piled up together like the sea.
At first, Daoist Lingxian still laughed and didn't take it to heart.
But when Qingxuan Jianzong easily purified the black sky fire, he suddenly realized that it was not good.
"You dare!"
He sprayed earth and sky fire, blocked Qingxuan Sword Sect with an endless purgatory formation, and disrupted time and space with the technique of backfire.
However all this was useless.
Qingxuan Jianzong still broke through everything and came to him.
"This is the sword I prepared for you!"
"This is not the Dao, but this is all my kendo!"
Qingxuan Sword Sect stabbed out.
One sword, stirring the situation, one sword, sunlight breaking through the night, one sword, the broken mountains and fields full of flowers, one sword, mercilessly submerging into the body of the Taoist Lord Lingxian!
"Ah-"
Qingxuan Sword Sect smiled.
Lingxian Daozhu exploded in distortion.
People from all over the mountains and plains watched this scene blankly. The sky was dazzling with iridescent colors, and the flowers on the mountain below their feet were full of flowers and fragrance. Is this a spring outing
They almost forgot their fears and indulged in the wonders of life.
After a long time, the rainbow finally dissipated.
Qingxuan Jianzong is still standing, he is the same as his sword.
"finished?"
The world is quiet.
After a while, a cloud of clouds appeared in the sky again, and the broken Taoist Lingxian returned.
He covered his heart and gasped, and after a few breaths, he laughed loudly: "I almost thought I was going to die just now, but the fake Tao is a fake Tao after all, Qing Xuan, you can't kill me!"
Qingxuan Jianzong's eyes were calm, and he smiled lightly.
"I don't have to kill you, I just need to outsmart you, like before, this time..."
Daoist Lingxian interrupted him roughly: "The one who survives in the end is the real winner!"
Qingxuan Jianzong waited for him to roar before saying, "I still won."
"Die, ants, die for me!"
Daoist Lingxian raised his hand to kill the Qingxuan Sword Sect, who had been unable to move.
At this moment, Qingxuan Jianzong lit up behind him with a darker and weirder terrifying aura than him.
"This time, you won't have any chance to come back!"
A cold voice sounded.
Daoist Lingxian widened his eyes.
He saw a person walking out from behind Qingxuan Jianzong. The person had long snow-white hair. Thousands of red flowers were fluttering around the person's body as warm as a stove. The person was holding a black sword that was more explosive than thunder. .
"Big big..."
Daoist Lingxian's body trembled.
Bai Lian wrapped the Qingxuan Sword Sect with the flowers of the world and sent it to his back, Changdi Ji immediately protected the Qingxuan Sword Sect with the gate of all living beings.
Then she slowly walked towards Master Lingxian.
"This is the Dao you expect, the Dao of Destruction and Destruction!"
"No no no..." Daoist Lingxian shouted, and he began to step back, "This is not how the Dao is used, this is not your Dao!"
"It doesn't matter whose way is, the way that can kill you is the best way!"
For Yan Yue.
For Chang Di Ji.