Xu Longxiang started to sprint, and his speed was much faster than that of his previous opponent Huang Qing, and the Taoist supernatural power that shrunk to an inch could not be compared at all.
In the Taoist classics, there is a saying that compliments one's own gods, called "Scattering beans into soldiers", which is of course a wording used to fool the peasants. However, Huang Qing's sword energy has already permeated the surroundings everywhere, and it has the meaning of forming a soldier. What's more, with the insight into the mysterious realm of the finger, Huang Qing can accurately capture Xu Longxiang's attack route. Before he settled the turmoil, he would inevitably attack the subtle sword energy that was as small as a midge and filled the world, which would allow Huang Qing to plan ahead before moving.
Huang Qing expected that Xu Longxiang would go around behind him and hammer him on the back. He didn't turn around, and shook his sword out of its sheath. At the same time, a sword rainbow suddenly exploded two feet behind him, splitting the sky. But the expected scene didn't happen, and Xu Longxiang didn't come as promised, so Huang Qing's sword move was meaningless. What's more wrong is that after Huang Qing made the move, he had already started to arrange for the young man to knock away the sword Qi Qinghong. backhand. In the battle between the life and death of the top martial arts masters, the slightest difference is enough to make a thousand miles away. Sure enough, the ghostly figure of Xu Longxiang, who paused intentionally for a moment, finally appeared beside Huang Qing, and then hit him. Changing the course, although Ding Fengbo didn't have time to get out of the sheath, Huang Qing swept across with the scabbard in his hand, and a sword gang cut out in an arc, separating the sky and the earth in a fan shape, with a majestic momentum.
The martial arts in the world are only fast, Xu Longxiang didn't retreat to avoid his sharp edge, but lowered his head at a terrifying speed, bent over, and continued to charge forward. With a fierce and unparalleled shoulder bump, Huang Qing was directly sent flying far away.
Xu Longxiang ran straight and wildly on the ground, reached out his hand to grab Huang Qing's ankle almost instantly, and pulled down hard, not only pulling Huang Qing's body to the ground, but also directly tearing Huang Qing's breath that was running. machine.
When Huang Qing hit the ground, Xu Longxiang kicked it fiercely!
Huang Qing, who was suffering beyond words, had no choice but to block the kick with her arms, and her body was kicked into the air again.
In an instant, the leaping Xu Longxiang elbowed his chest again, and hit the ground again.
The black shadow on the top of the head pressed down, and Xu Longxiang's ten fingers interlaced to form a fist. If this fist was hit firmly, not to mention the sword energy approaching yellow and green, I am afraid that even the indestructible Murong Baoding will become a broken big tripod up.
Huang Qing slammed his back on the ground, facing Xu Longxiang who was plummeting down in the sky, fixed the hilt of the sword against the sand, and pointed the scabbard at the unreasonable and insane young man.
Leave the sword in its sheath and go.
The scabbard pierced Xu Longxiang.
The famous sword Ding Feng Bo was unsheathed for the first time in this way.
Xu Longxiang smashed his fists on the scabbard, deflecting the scabbard, his body only paused slightly, and continued to smash down.
Huang Qing patted the ground lightly with his left hand, and his body suddenly spun, driving Ding Fengbo with his right hand to swing out a bright circular sword gang.
Like a bright moon born in the desert of yellow sand.
Although the sword was released hastily, the aura was far from reaching its peak, but it was still extremely astonishing once the turmoil did not come out.
It's a pity that as the old saying goes, the way is as high as one foot and the devil is as high as one foot.
Xu Longxiang didn't weigh the pros and cons at all, and directly smashed the Yuanyue Sword Gang with his fists. What is the real momentum, Xu Longxiang is that!
Huang Qing hastily tapped the tip of his sword, and his figure floated out for more than ten feet, Xu Longxiang smashed his fists on the ground, and the loud cracking sound went down to hundreds of feet.
Huang Qing stood still in the distance, holding the sword tightly, and raised his arms to shoulder height.
This sword qi oozes blood near the corner of his mouth.
The long sword in his hand not only did not exhale the sword Qi Qinghong to show its power, but was eating the clouds and drinking the dew like an immortal, frantically absorbing the "green mist" around him.
With Ding Fengbo fully unsheathed, especially after making a whale swallow, the invisible sword energy around Huang Qing and Xu Longxiang quickly condensed, like fireflies in the summer night sky, flying into the sword of the long sword. tip.
The name of Huang Qing's Cipai is that Jianqi near.
What is sword energy near
That is to say that Huang Qingren hadn't reached the sword yet, the sword energy was already like the midges of "the sky is cloudy and raining, flying to block the road", subtle and imperceptible, densely packed in countless numbers all over the world.
After Huang Qing held the sword in one hand and held it in the other, he looked up at the sky with some black clouds drifting in, then looked back at the young man who stood up slowly in the pit.
Huang Qing said softly: "Every step that a person takes in this life leaves a trace in the world. It's just that the footsteps of the world, most of them go without trace, the wind blows the yellow sand, the snow covers the path, and the water rushes the stone steps. I, Huang Qing It is also unavoidable, but the sword in my hand is different."
Every time Huang Qing said a word, the long sword in his hand was near Ding Fengbo, and in the four directions of up, down, left, and right, a handle of "Ding Fengbo" was superimposed on each.
Layer upon layer, motionless, motionless like a mountain.
Nearly 300 identical "Fixed Storms" were stacked in front of him soon.
Xu Longxiang couldn't see Huang Qing at all, but he could vaguely hear the voice of the number one swordsman in Beimang.
"There have been two generations of sword gods in the world for a hundred years. Li Chungang is famous for his vigor and vigor. His sword can open the gate of heaven, and he can be a green dragon with one sleeve. Deng Tai'a is famous all over the world for his fast sword, and he is the best in the sword forest for his fine details."
"Huang Qing doesn't want to go their way, and with this sword in his hand, he only asks for two words."
"Do not move."
Between Huang Qing and Xu Longxiang, a majestic sword mountain appeared, and this sword mountain was still increasing and expanding, constantly advancing towards Xu Longxiang.
Xu Longxiang didn't retreat but advanced, he smashed dozens of high and low long swords blocking the road with a collision, and when he was blocked, he ran forward and backward, pulled his hands, and tore apart dozens of swords.
No matter how Xu Longxiang charged, he used brute force to break those long swords, but at the next moment a new sword always replaced the original position. The young man who was blocked by the sword wall of the sword mountain was obviously also angry, and his figure retreated. After the mountain pulled out for a certain distance, it launched a swift and violent charge. With one hit, it shattered no less than a hundred handles of wind and waves in one go, and the whole person crashed into Jianshan Mountain, sunken into the mountainside. But the next moment, the sword mountain began to grow on its own. Not only did the momentum not weaken, but it forced the young man back. Even if the young man stepped on the ground and tried to use his shoulders to hold the mountain forward, his feet still slid back step by step. .
The boy simply put his head against the sword wall, and then supported it with his hands.
The young man who was tilted roared and pushed forward vigorously.
Like a wooden wall!
The whole sword mountain seemed to tremble slightly, buzzing, and the sword sounded like a swarm of mosquitoes.
However, Jianshan, whose thickness is blocked and whose height is still superimposed, still advances slowly with its momentum of steady climbing.
The boy's forehead was already dripping with blood, and the palms of his hands were even more bloody.
The boots on the feet were stepped on.
The boy turned around abruptly, with his arms outstretched, and he carried the sword mountain with his not-so-broad back.
The sword wall finally stopped!
At a height higher than the giant Sword Mountain, there are dark clouds, and there are faint lightning and thunder.
The pupils of the boy's eyes gradually narrowed until they disappeared completely.
Huang Qing said softly: "The birth of you Xu Longxiang was not a matter of rules. You shouldn't live in the world forever. I will use the rules to make a square."
Huang Qing held the storm in his hand and drew a circle.
Such a simple action that even a child can do at will, but Huang Qing, who is the most powerful sword in the world, makes it extremely difficult and stagnant.
Then the countless "fixing storms" with sword formations forming a mountain began to change formations.
Xu Longxiang's long sword floated in the air in the front, back and top of his head.
form a giant semicircle.
The tip of every sword that fixes the storm is pointed at the young man among them.
Huang Qing followed the arc of the sword and looked at the sky. The black clouds became thicker and lower, and the purple thunder, which was as thick as a hugging tree, rolled wildly.
Huang Qing, whose arm holding the sword began to tremble, said softly: "Since you are looking for your own death, and you are not afraid of attracting catastrophe, then I will see you off for the last time."
This last sword is called "Rule", Huang Qing originally wanted to compete with the sword god Deng Tai'a, it would be an unprecedented battle of speed in the way of swordsmanship, never thought to use it on Xu Longxiang first.
Huang Qing suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which splashed on the long sword.
The storm fell to the ground.
The overwhelming semicircle of sword formations exploded.
Huang Qing looked shocked and bewildered.
In the distance, the boy stood bent over with his arms lowered.
The boy's face could not be seen.
Seven or eight strands of thick black air swam around the young man wantonly like streaks of evil dragons.
At this moment, Huang Qing's clothes fluttered without warning.
That glimpse of the scene made this Jian Qi feel even more horrified.
The ancestor of the bronze man was stabbed in the abdomen with a knife, and he came all the way. The two of them continued to rush forward into a hill together with a knife.
A huge hill shattered in an instant, and the next sand dune was still so vulnerable, just like a firecracker in the hands of a child in the old days.
Huang Qing turned his head and saw that the man was standing still with the saber in his left hand. Farther away, where a hill exploded, the ancestor of the bronze man stood up amidst the wind and sand.
Could it be that the ancestor of the bronze man didn't even have time to invite the dharma body after the man drew his sword
So Xu Fengnian, king of Beiliang, is here
In addition to being shocked, Huang Qing, who caught a glimpse of the high-altitude vision out of the corner of his eye, was also relieved.
Even if you, Xu Feng, came so fast, it was still too late.
The catastrophe has come.
The seven thunderbolts will fall!
One weight over another, so what if you are a land god
There was a bang.
A purple sky thunder hit Xu Longxiang.
Xu Fengnian didn't pay any attention to the ancestor of the bronze figure and Jian Qijin, and went straight to the billowing thunder, and swung his saber out.
It is exactly the same as the green dragon with the sleeves of the old man in sheepskin fur.
Directly crush the sky thunder.
Huang Qing was dumbfounded. Are these two brothers doing things so unreasonably
That is the big thunder that symbolizes the catastrophe.
Do you, Xu Fengnian, really want to shoulder the seven thunderbolts alone
The immortal Qi Xuanzhu fought the catastrophe at the Devil Slaying Platform back then, but he was only carrying the sixth layer of purple thunder.
Standing beside Xu Longxiang, Xu Fengnian put his hand on his younger brother's head, and said softly, "Huang Man'er, my father is gone, but as long as my brother is still here and the sky falls, it will not be your turn to carry it."