The sword energy is like a mountain and abyss, the sword energy is like a river like a river, and the sword energy is like a fish like a dragon.
Within a radius of two miles of the young man, the sword energy rose and fell one after another. No matter how aggressive Xu Longxiang was, he could hardly get close to Huang Qing and the half-unsheathed Ding Fengbo. It was decided, and he was bombarded by the continuous tricks.
One side of the trapped beast is still fighting, and the other side stands still. How can chess pieces on the board compete with outside chess players? It seems obvious which is better. What's even more frightening is that Huang Qing's "new sword" not only didn't lose its strength in one go, but its moves became more and more smooth, and the artistic conception of kendo gradually improved. The more fiercely he struggled, the more meticulous and seamless Huang Qing's sword moves became. It seems that this Jian Qi, who is determined to justify the name of Beimang's swordsmanship, is using Xu Longxiang as a whetstone for his sword. The more indestructible the whetstone is, the sharper the sword's edge will be when it is sharpened in pairs. No matter how shallow and narrow a layman's vision is, he also knows that when the half sword is fully unsheathed, its power will surely be that even if you reach the realm of a human Bodhisattva with an indestructible golden body, you will be destroyed with a single sword.
The young man on the chessboard was hit on the shoulder by a sword as thick as an arm, and his thin body rolled in a few big circles in the air. After his feet landed, he still slid out seven or eight feet all the way, cutting two marks on the sand. , but the yellow sand dust was suppressed by the sword energy, and it was suppressed again after floating an inch. Seeing Wei Zhizhi, even if Xu Longxiang didn't move at all, and didn't affect Huang Qing's sword energy to launch a counterattack, as long as he was on the chessboard, he would always be fighting against the sword energy that covered the three-mile area. But even so, Xu Longxiang never showed any signs of fatigue in his tireless runs and collisions. The so-called infinite strength of the world is really perfect when used on a young man.
Xu Longxiang raised his head and looked at the blue-clothed swordsman in the distance, his eyes glowed with a pale golden mysterious light, and he charged forward again, but this time he was not running in a straight line.
The boy's figure left a long series of frozen afterimages on the sand, and his running path can be vaguely seen, which is chaotic in a short distance. If you stretch it out and look at it, it is a half-moon arc. Without exception, those afterimages were all destroyed and dissipated under the crushing pressure of the sword energy. When the last afterimage that was only ten feet away from Huang Qing disappeared, the swordsman who was close to the name of the sword raised his arm, put his fingers together, and made a twist, and paused three times during the period. The sword energy became stronger and stronger, and after pressing three moves in a row, the spirit between the two of them rose sharply, and the sharpness was revealed, and the chess game played by Huang Qingbu was particularly thick and powerful in an instant, just like on a chessboard. With the addition of three gigantic chess pieces that could be regarded as violating the rules, Xu Longxiang made three collisions, each time with louder noises. The last time he smashed away the sword energy, his body, which had always been invincible, froze for the first time. Huang Qing smiled slightly, turned her wrist, turned pressure into a hang, a sword energy broke through the ground, slanted straight up, and hit a place in the air, as if waiting for a rabbit, knocking away the flashing Xu Longxiang.
"Elephant" has a cloud, and the terrain is thick and contains all things. Then Huang Qing's sword is drawn from the ground, seeking for it in one go.
Xu Longxiang, who was knocked into the air, had no time to respond, and was hit by the sword energy drawn from the ground one after another. The sword energy was as fierce as the earth dragon Huangjiao. Inserting it into the ground, putting both feet against the sand, trying to reduce the distance of retreat, but the sword energy was so strong that yellow mist continuously exploded from the boy's body. When a ray of sword energy hit the left shoulder, Xu Longxiang obviously moved his shoulder down. He fell, and his chest was almost close to the ground. When he slapped his left hand and raised his shoulder, he was able to block it. The second, third, and fourth strikes, countless sword auras covered in yellow sand grew in the ground. Fall again.
The boy, whose body was sinking inch by inch, hooked his hands and five fingers, and stuck to the ground.
There used to be an overlord in the Great Chu Dynasty who could carry a tripod. Even if you, Xu Longxiang, have supernatural physical strength, can you bear the weight of heaven and earth
Huang Qing really wanted to see and see. Now that the original intention of using Xu Longxiang to sharpen this new sword has been exhausted, Huang Qing thought of taking the gifted young man to weigh the weight of the monk in white, so as to pave the way for a future battle.
This is Huang Qing's unique way of swordsmanship, which is not willing to be subordinated to others. It is different from Li Chungang who thinks that the world is a sword, and is also different from Deng Tai'a who is the ultimate swordsmanship.
It's only half way out of the sword to fix the storm, and it has such a boldness. It is very likely that Huang Qing has touched the threshold of the Land Sword Immortal.
There was once a joke in the Qixuan frame of Longhu Mountain that was circulated in the world: referring to Xuanxuan as a slave who bends over, celestial phenomena are just bowing their heads and begging, and land gods are considered to sit cross-legged. What I said is that for the heavenly beings, the enlightenment means that Xuan is just a stooping servant, and entering the realm of celestial phenomena is still just a fluke begging for a little bit of heavenly secrets. Only when he becomes a land god can he not bow his head or bend his waist, but it is only cross-legged And sitting between the heaven and the earth, it is still a bit shorter than the heaven. According to legend, an unknown expert once went to the Devil Slaying Platform and asked Yu Qixuanjiao, attacking the other's shield with his spear, and asked Qi Xuanjiao how to deal with himself. It is said that the Daoist Qi just replied with a smile: Pindao, who was sitting cross-legged, stretched his feet.
It is indeed the reincarnation of Lu Zu, who once passed through the gate of heaven but did not enter.
At the same time, Qi Xuanjiao also said a strange prophecy that the clouds cover the fog: there is a difference between life and death for the gods on land, but there is no distinction between superior and inferior.
No matter whether Huang Qing is standing or sitting at that time, as long as he achieves the sword fairy realm where the power of heaven and earth is used by me, and he is not in the three religions, then he has the qualifications to be called invincible.
Huang Qing opened his eyes and looked at the boy who was almost lying on the ground, his eyes were a little pitiful, there was both the talent of regretting the boy, and also a bit of obscure self-mockery. The Taiping Order once said that where there are poisonous snakes, there must be herbs. This is the natural principle that everything in the world restrains each other. A Taoist from Youfang closed the mountain, and Li Chungang's swordsmanship was said to be shoulder to shoulder with the sky. If he wanted to open the gate of heaven, he would open the gate of heaven. Wang Xianzhi also restrained him. In the end, Wang Xianzhi died at the hands of Xu Fengnian. Entering the threshold of land immortals, who will be the destined enemy
Huang Qing restrained his mind and withdrew his thoughts. Xu Longxiang in front of him had already been blasted into the pit by countless sword qi. In his field of vision, within hundreds of feet with the young man as the center, yellow dragon sword qi rose from the ground like The blossoming buds were in full bloom, hitting the young man's back non-stop, preventing him from having a chance to breathe for a moment. After all, it is reasonable for the power of a dragon and elephant to lose to the awe-inspiring atmosphere of heaven and earth. Although Huang Qing felt a little regretful that the young man still couldn't force himself to make a sword strike, it was not easy to last for so long in a round of sword purely relying on his body. Huang Qing didn't want to use this to torture and kill Xu Longxiang. It's not that he is afraid of being hated by the young king of Beiliang in the future, but that Huang Qing has the level of a master of swordsmanship today, and has a mind to match him.
Huang Qing stretched out his hand to press down on the handle, and suddenly pushed back the scabbard.
"Luzi Tianyuan."
At the same time, a terrifying sword energy as thick as the roots of mountains and mountains fell from the sky.
All the sword energy exploded into the ground, just like a famous sword returning to its sheath.
The sword energy was so strong that it was like an exaggerated flow of water. It overflowed madly from the big pit, and flowed swiftly and violently along the outer edge of the big pit several feet away, soaking in the yellow sand.
Huang Qing sighed slightly in his heart, and was about to turn around and return to Gusai Prefecture.
The fixed storm in his hand trembled slightly, and the amplitude became bigger and bigger.
Huang Qing frowned, and looked at the big pit again.
It is clear that there is no trace of life, but it is because of this that the laughter that is squeezed out of the throat like a wild beast is particularly terrifying.
A thin figure in ragged clothes gradually walked out along the pit slope, with his waist bent and his hands hanging down.
When he raised his head, Huang Qing saw a pair of golden eyes.
There was no emotion in those eyes, neither sadness nor joy, no worries or joys.
In the blink of an eye, Huang Qing used the sword energy to erect six tall walls containing cyan color behind him, and the youth who had lost his human breath appeared from behind Huang Qing in an instant, and then started running, smashing six walls to death in one breath. Blocking the wall, the running speed increased instead of decreasing, when the distance was two feet away, the young man leaped high and rushed towards Huang Qing.
Huang Qing's hand holding the sword slid down, holding the end of Ding Fengbo's scabbard, and after raising his arm, the hilt hit the boy's throat with precision.
Huang Qing said in a deep voice, "Retire!"
The tail of the sword is angry, and it is angry at the bullfighting.
A cluster of bright sword lights bloomed violently in front of the young man's chest.
But what surprised Huang Qing was that after the impact, the boy tilted his head back, and then slammed forward at a faster speed, which directly shattered the sword energy, and almost made him drop the sword.
Huang Qing took a few steps back, during which time he loosened his five fingers briefly, and when the hilt of the sword was knocked back to the palm of his hand, he held it again, and finally he didn't capsize in the gutter, otherwise the majestic sword would be caught by the sword. The man hit the sword in his hand with his throat.
But Huang Qing's palm also oozes blood.
With a flick of Huang Qing's wrist, the sword was only an inch out, and the young man who was on the ground twisted and spun, held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and "gently" pushed it on his chest with the other hand.
Not only was Ding Fengbo pushed back into the scabbard, Huang Qing was also pushed more than ten feet away by the crazy young man.
Huang Qing, who was flying upside down, stepped on the air a few times like a dragonfly touching water, creating a long series of mysterious ripples like ripples on the water surface, and when those gradually expanding ripples touched each other, a sword aura flowed from the "water" like a lotus. Swaying up, these twenty or so green lotuses were as tall as adults in an instant, blocking the boy's pursuit.
The young man with golden eyes fixed on Huang Qing was grinning silently during the sprint, tearing up those blue lotus flowers that got in the way with his hands at will.
Huang Qing took half a step forward with one foot, the back of the shoe was completely covered by yellow sand, and moved half a step back after drawing an arc with one foot on the ground. The curved moon-shaped sand jellyfish is more than ten feet long.
Huang Qing's move is not the sword out of the sheath, but the sheath out of the sword.
Stabbed at the boy's heart.
From ancient times to the present, the sword system has been getting shorter and shorter. The length of the Qin sword is more than 22 inches, and the Dafeng long sword is only 19 inches. Each has its own strengths and weaknesses, but none of them exceed the standard of Fengjian swords. However, Dingfengbo, which ranks among the top swords in the world, is a new weapon that has been forged for only 20 years, but it directly catches up with the ancient Daqin sword. In order to seek the deep meaning of "a long sword goes far", it may not be the expectation of the person who gave the sword to Huang Qing in the way of the sword.
After Huang Qing drew out her sheath instead of drawing out her sword, she said silently: "Sixteen Views!"
The scabbard is sixteen inches away from the tip of the sword, and every inch is a view.
With one view and one appearance, sixteen indescribable visions emerge from a distance of sixteen inches in the air.
First, a small man in green clothes with an ethereal figure appeared sitting on the tip of the sword in Huang Qing's hand. He was sitting facing west, and a big sun was rising. He looked like a hanging drum. When he saw the red sun, he opened and closed his eyes.
After the view of the sun, there is the view of the water again, with ice like glass, shining brightly.
Next there is the golden pillar of the seven jewels of the vajra, shining brilliantly.
Jeweled trees, treasured ponds, and treasured lotuses are constantly arising, countless heavenly beings play music, and celestial maidens scatter flowers.
Huang Qing's most of the sword.
Buddha with one sword.
Xu Longxiang's heart was hit by the sword or the scabbard, his body maintained a forward posture, but he stopped so abruptly.
Huang Qing walked forward slowly, pushed the sword into the sheath, every inch of the sheath back, a phase dissipated, and the young man then took a step back.
Huang Qing looked at the young man sixteen steps away, and said softly, "Only ghosts and gods can protect things, but dragons and elephants turn into ashes."