Li Qingshan waved his right hand, and the broken wall shattered with a bang. Fu Qingjin turned into green light and flew around Li Qingshan, dancing around him, forming Fu Qingjin's face and said, "You think you are strong enough, but in fact you are isolated and helpless."

"Fu Qingjin, you really like nonsense. You are strong, life and death, how can you speak with your sword? "Li Qingshan laughed loudly, and the blood sword danced around, accurately slashing every green light into two points. The green light was divided into two again, and the chaos became more and more chaotic. The sword light followed like a shadow, and it was cut on it at the same time. The green light was divided into four, and the sword light also divided into two.

The sword light burst out wildly, but Li Qingshan's eyes were clear and quiet, with a slight blue light. Time seemed to be pulled away by a cart, becoming extremely slow, and the trajectory of each point of green light became extremely clear.

Clang! A sound of gold and iron clashing, tens of green lights synthesized into the Qingxu sword and collided with the blood sword. Fu Qingjin flew away, slightly shocked, and finally lost the calm expression on his face: "Entering the realm of slightest!"

Fu Qingjin's strength is not just derived from Qingxu Sword, but also from the deep accumulation of the Canon Sword Palace, which provides elite education for the disciples selected from thousands of people.

If the Hundred Schools and Small Sects are similar to ordinary schools, then the Cangjian Palace is a genius training class. In ordinary schools, even if you can memorize formulas and use them flexibly, you will be considered a good student, but the latter must understand the formula itself under the guidance of the teacher to be considered qualified. The same realm and strength are definitely different. Even if Fu Qingjin only takes an ordinary spiritual sword, it will be difficult for ordinary foundation-building monks to defeat him.

"Why do you call me in the realm of slightest?"

After Li Qingshan cultivated into the fourth level of the Spiritual Turtle, he could experience the birth and death of a thought in extreme tranquility, and there were endless mysteries. Using the Spiritual Turtle Demon Pill, he could more accurately identify good and bad luck. Using the Spiritual Turtle Black Armor can reflect the enemy's attack. He just used the sword technique to force Fu Qingjin to retreat. He couldn't tell whether this was talent or something. Today, Fu Qingjin finally gave an explanation.

"I have to admit that you can indeed threaten my enemy. I usually give some respect to such an enemy, but this is not your blessing." Fu Qingjin's eyes were like a sword, his left hand was like a sword, and his right hand was like a sword pointing diagonally behind.

Li Qingshan slashed down with a knife, and the blood-red sword that was like a training-like wave and reversed the waves. The blood light shone everywhere, making the Qingxu illusion red.

"Qingxu Tribulation. Ten Thousand Swords Live!" Fu Qingjin whispered, and a sword stabbed out. The green light collided violently. The green light flashed through the sword energy, piercing Li Qingshan's eyebrows.

Li Qingshan leaned his head and walked forward, and was about to step into his foot. Suddenly, a Qingxu sword soared into the sky, and his footsteps turned. He leaned back and the sword light passed by. His feet had not yet landed, and green lights broke through the ground, and a sword passed by a sword.

Li Qingshan's footsteps were light and changing, and he was walking through the sword light, as if a tiger was walking in a dense forest, steadily and strode forward, his eyes always staring at Fu Qingjin.

The sword light became denser. He waved the blood knife casually and opened up a path in the dense forest, mocking loudly: "Is this my misfortune? Then I am really lucky."

Fu Qingjin smiled and said, "The good show has just begun." He pinched the sword skills with his hands and pointed at Kong. A Qingxu sword flew into the air, floating there, turning his head together, pointing the sword tip towards Li Qingshan, turning into a gust of sword rain, roaring and falling rapidly.

Li Qingshan frowned, turned sharply, danced the blood knife into a ball of sword wheel, swept the sword rain, and the fierce metal collision sounds were endless.

However, the sword rain seemed endless. With Li Qingshan as the core, countless Qingxu swords were arranged neatly into circles of sword formations, flying from every angle and direction. Even if they were knocked out, they were just adjusting the direction and rearranging them.

Fu Qingjin just smiled faintly and saw that Li Qingshan's figure was gradually overwhelmed by the Qingxu sword.

A long roar of the tiger demon, the sound of the clouds was suppressed, and the sword formation was paused. Li Qingshan spread his wind god's wings and broke out of the formation, flashed over Fu Qingjin, and slashed his head.

Before the sword light fell, Fu Qingjin turned into green light and flew away, blending into the Qingxu swords. Countless Qingxu swords merged into a long dragon, flashing with sparkling green light, and whistling.

Putting the green light in the sword, Li Qingshan could not hurt himself even if the blood knife was in his hand. In the Qingxu illusion, Fu Qingjin's power could be continuously replenished, but Li Qingshan's connection with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was completely isolated. One minute of the demonic energy would be reduced.

Fu Qingjin was invincible from the beginning, so he could talk to Li Qingshan with great ease, as if a hunter was looking at the prey in the trap. Li Qingshan was in mid-air, and even the innate magical power of the earth's divine power could not be used, and it was indeed like he was trapped in a trap.

At the critical moment, Li Qingshan's eyes suddenly became clear, and the blood knife that relied on to confront Qingxu Sword fell down, as if he had given up on the confrontation with Fu Qingjin. He was just plain and punched out, and every inch he advanced, it seemed like he would have to pause and become bigger. At first glance, it seemed like a sense of stagnation.

Fu Qingjin smiled in his heart, and used his flesh and blood to fight against Qingxu Sword. Is this the last crazy thing that trapped beasts still fight?

The moment the fist and sword collided, an unexpected scene happened. The Qingxu sword turned into pieces one by one. Before the sword tip even touched Li Qingshan's fist, it was broken and destroyed by an invisible force. The moment the sword body was shattered, even the green light in it was left extinguished little by little.

Cracked rapidly spread, and wherever they reach, the ruins collapsed and broke into a green light. The roar was a hundred miles away, louder than the roar of the tiger demon, as if a large invisible bell was ringing.

Li Qingshan's mouth curled up. He never needed the strongest shock force of destructive power, just to wait for this opportunity. With the slightest realm, the shock force can be stacked layer by layer, even a mountain can collapse.

Li Qingshan made a spurt to completely destroy the sword dragon. In an instant, thousands of swords were destroyed, revealing the body of the Qingxu Sword. Li Qingshan smiled grimly, transforming all the demonic energy into shock force and pouring it into the Qingxu Sword.

The Qingxu Sword trembled and flew back to Fu Qingjin's hand. He was wearing a worn-out blue shirt and became tattered, without any slight elegance. His face was even blood-colored, and his vitality was greatly damaged. In the Qingxu illusion, he scattered the deity into a little green light, in order to avoid damage, but instead allowed Li Qingshan's shock power to fully exert the damage.

The damage caused by Qingxu Sword, direct contact and mind, made him even more shocked and angry, and he stared at him, "What kind of power is this?"

"Ask the King of Hell!" Li Qingshan rushed up and turned into a true form of more than ten feet, with a copper head, iron forehead, sharp teeth and claws, like a black demon tiger, roaring wildly. The tiger's tail hooked up a blood knife, turned into a blurred blood shadow, slashing towards Fu Qingjin's waist. The tiger's claws hit, and the shock force was ready to go, and the whole body was filled with murderous weapons.

"Monster!" Fu Qingjin shouted loudly, and the ruins around him twisted into a green light. The entire Qingxu illusion turned into a sea of ​​sword energy, surrounding Li Qingshan.
Chapter completed!