The sword energy is like a mountain or abyss, the sword energy is like a river or a river, and the sword energy is like a fish or a dragon.

Within two miles of the young man, sword energy was rising and falling. No matter how arrogant Xu Longxiang was, it was difficult to get close to Huang Qing and the Ding Fengbo, which was half out of the sheath. Instead, he was staggering back from time to time by the powerful sword energy. Before he could stand still, he was blown away by the continuous back moves.

One side is trapped beasts and the other side remains unmoved. How can the chess pieces compete with the outsiders? Which one is better and worse seems to be more obvious. What is even more terrifying is that Huang Qing's "new sword" not only did not decline in one go, but the moves are more and more successful, and the sword art is gradually getting better. The more fierce Xu Longxiang relies on his powerful body as a virgin, the more meticulous and seamless Huang Qing's sword move will be. It seems that this sword energy that is determined to justify the Beimang sword art is. The more indestructible the grinding stone is, the more sharp the sword edge is. No matter how shallow and narrow the eyes are, the clearer the sword edge is. No matter how shallow and narrow the outsider, he knows that when the half sword is unsheathed, his power will be that no matter how you reach the realm of a human Bodhisattva who is not damaged, you must destroy it with one sword.

The boy in the chessboard was hit by a sword energy as thick as an arm. His thin body rolled out several large circles in the air. After his feet landed on the ground, he still slid out seven or eight feet, cutting two marks on the sand. However, the yellow sand and dust were suppressed by the sword energy, and they were suppressed again and again. Seeing the slightest, Xu Longxiang did not move at all and did not touch Huang Qing's sword energy to counterattack, but as long as he was on the chessboard, he was always fighting against the sword intent covering the Sanli area. But even so, Xu Longxiang's tireless running and collision did not show any fatigue. The so-called power in the world was extremely strong, and it was extremely ironed when he was on the chessboard.

Xu Longxiang raised her head and looked at the blue-clothed swordsman in the distance. Her eyes burst into mysterious golden fireflies and rushed forward again, but this time she was not running in a straight line.

The boy's figure left a long list of frozen afterimages on the sand, and his running path was vaguely visible. He was chaotic in a short distance. If he stretched out and looked at it, it would be a half-month arc. Without exception, those afterimages were destroyed and dissipated under the crushing of sword energy. When the last afterimage, which was only ten feet away from Huang Qing disappeared, the swordsman who was close to the name of the sword energy raised his arms, put his fingers together, and made a twist-shaped shape. During this period, he paused three times. For each pause, the sword energy in front of Huang Qing became more intense and he pressed his hands for three times.

Later, the two of them had a great momentum and their sharpness appeared. The chess game played by Huang Qing was particularly thick and strong in an instant, just like adding three huge pieces to the chessboard that could be considered a violation of the rules. Xu Longxiang collided three times, making louder and louder every time. The last time he broke the sword energy, his body, which had always been as strong as a bamboo shoot, showed a trace of stagnation for the first time. Huang Qing smiled slightly, turned his wrist, and transformed into a hanging. A sword energy broke out from the ground, tilted upwards, and hit a piece of air, like waiting for a rabbit to knock the instantly flashed Xu Longxiang away.

"Elephant" says that the earth is thick and thick, carrying all things. Then the sword of Huang Qing is based on the earth and seeking it in one breath.

Xu Longxiang, who was knocked into the air, had no time to respond, and was hit by the next sword energy drawn from the ground. The sword energy was as fierce as the yellow dragon in the ground. Even if Xu Longxiang was knocked back to the ground, it did not stop. The boy inserted his hands into the ground, and his feet were against the sand, trying to narrow the retreat distance. However, the sword energy was energetic, and the young man's body continued to explode yellow fog. When a wisp of sword energy hit the left shoulder, Xu Longxiang obviously fell down his shoulder, and his chest almost pressed against the ground. When he patted his left hand, he raised his shoulder up and barely blocked it. The second, third, and fourth, countless sword energy that grew yellow sand in the ground fell down again.

The young man, whose body was sinking inch by inch, made hooks with his hands and five fingers, and he held them tightly on the ground.

The Great Chu Dynasty once had an overlord who could carry a tripod. Even if you, Xu Long, had the power of elephant and powerful spirit, could you withstand the weight of heaven and earth?

Huang Qing really wanted to see and see. Since the original intention of using Xu Longxiang to sharpen this new sword has been over, Huang Qing wanted to use the talented young man to weigh the weight of the monk in white so that he could lay the foundation for the future battle.

When the thoughts come to mind, the energy will be born, and the world will be spread in a small amount. This is Huang Qing, who is unwilling to be inferior to others, and he is unique in swordsmanship. Unlike Li Chungang, who is self-conceived in the world and is also different from Deng Tai'a, who is the Tao at the extreme of swordsmanship.

Ding Fengbo had just halfway through his sword, so he had such aura. Huang Qing was most likely to have touched the threshold of the Land Sword Immortal.

There was a joke in Qi Xuanjian in Longhu Mountain that was circulated in the world: Zhixuan is just a slave who bent over, and the celestial phenomena just begged down, and the land gods are only sitting cross-legged. To the heavenly beings, Zhixuan is just a slave who begged for the celestial phenomena. He entered the realm of celestial phenomena but was just lucky to beg for some secrets of heaven. Only by becoming a land god can one not bow down or bend down, but he only sits cross-legged between heaven and earth, which is still a little shorter than the heavenly way. According to legend, an unknown master of Taoism went to the Demon-Slaying Platform to ask Qi Xuanjian, attacking his shield with his spear, and asking Qi Xuanjian how he handled himself. It is said that Qi Dazhenren just smiled and answered: I am sitting cross-legged and stretched my feet.

It is worthy of being the reincarnation of Lu Zu, who once passed by Tianmen but failed to enter.

Qi Xuanjian also said a strange prophecy surrounded by clouds and mist: there is a difference between life and death in land gods, but there is no difference between high and low.

Regardless of whether Huang Qing is standing or sitting at that time, as long as he achieves the sword fairy realm that the power of heaven and earth is used by me, and he is not within the three religions, he will be qualified to be called invincible.

Huang Qing opened his eyes and looked at the boy who was almost the same as lying on the ground. His eyes were a little pity, with both regretful talent and obscure self-mockery. Taiping Ling once said that there must be herbs in the place where poisonous snakes appear. This is the law of heaven where everything in the world restrains everything. The net of heaven is vast, the more carp turns into a dragon, the more difficult it is to escape. A hundred years ago, Liu Songtao was invincible in the world and closed the mountains for the nameless Taoist You Fang. Li Chungang's swordsman was hailed as being on par with the sky. If he wanted to open the Tianmen, he opened the Tianmen, and he was also restrained by Wang Xianzhi. In the end, Wang Xianzhi died at the hands of Xu Fengnian. So when he entered the threshold of the land gods as a martial artist outside the Three Sects, who would be the destined enemy?

Huang Qing calmed down his mind and retracted his thoughts. Xu Longxiang ahead had been bombarded into the pit by countless sword energy. In his vision, within hundreds of feet of the young man's center, yellow dragon sword energy rose from the ground, like flower buds blooming, hitting the boy's back without interruption, making it impossible for him to breathe in an instant. After all, it is reasonable to have a dragon and elephant power that is inferior to the vast atmosphere of heaven and earth. Although Huang Qing was a little regretful that the young man could not make a sword in the end, it was not easy to be able to survive in a sword game with his body for so long. Huang Qing did not want to use this to kill Xu Longxiang. It was not because he was afraid of being hated by the young King of Northern Liang in the future, but because Huang Qing could have the realm of today's sword master and had a matching mind.

Huang Qing reached out and pressed the Dingfengbo and suddenly pushed it back into the scabbard.

"Lot Zi Tianyuan."

At the same time, a terrifying sword energy as thick as the roots of the mountain fell from the sky.

The sword energy exploded into the earth, just like the famous sword returning to the sheath.

The sword energy was so rich that it was as exaggerated as a water flow, it overflowed wildly from the big pit, flowing rapidly several feet away from the outer edge of the big pit, soaking in 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 larger and larger.

Huang Qing frowned and looked at the big pit again.

It is obvious that there is no trace of vitality, but because of this, the laughter that is squeezed out from the throat of a wild beast seems particularly terrifying.

A ragged figure gradually walked out along the slope of the pit, hunched over and lowered his hands.

When he raised his head, Huang Qing saw a pair of golden eyes.

There was no feeling in those eyes, no sorrow or joy, no worries or joy.

In the blink of an eye, Huang Qing controlled the sword energy and raised six tall walls with green radiance behind him. The young man who had lost all his human aura instantly appeared from behind Huang Qing's previous back, then ran, smashing the six walls in one breath, and his speed increased instead of decreasing. When two meters apart, the boy jumped high and rushed towards Huang Qing.

Huang Qing's hand holding the sword slides down, holding the tail end of Ding Fengbo's scabbard, and then raising his arm and hitting the young man's throat accurately.

Huang Qing said in a deep voice: "I will retreat!"

The sword tail is full of energy, and the energy is rushing to fight the bull.

A bright sword light burst into the boy's chest.

But what surprised Huang Qing was that after the young man hit, he leaned his head back and then hit him at a faster speed, directly shattering the sword energy, but he almost let him lose his sword.

Huang Qing took a few steps back, and during this period, his five fingers were temporarily released. When the sword hilt of Dingfengbo was hit back to the palm of his hand, he held it again. Only then did he finally fail to capsize in the gutter, otherwise the sword energy would be close to him and someone would have knocked the sword in his hand with his throat.

But blood was also oozing from Huang Qing's palm.

Huang Qing shook his wrist and the sword was only one inch away. The young man who had twisted it and rotated it to the ground and held the hilt of the sword with one hand and pushed it gently on his chest with the other hand.

Not only was Ding Fengbo pushed back to the scabbard, Huang Qing was also pushed by a crazy boy more than ten feet.

Huang Qing's feet flew upside down and stepped on the water a few times in the air, stepping on a long series of mysterious ripples that looked like ripples on the water. When the gradually expanding ripples touched each other, sword energy swayed from the "water". These twenty green lotus trees instantly became as tall as adults, blocking the journey of teenagers to chase and kill.

The golden eyes stared at the young man with yellow eyes grinned but silently during the sprint, and his hands casually tear apart the green lotus that were in the way.

Huang Qing took half a step forward, and the back of his shoes was covered by yellow sand. He took half a step back with one foot. The yellow sand behind him pulled the half-step of the qi, and he pulled out an arc-shaped sand dragon that was more than ten feet long.

Huang Qing's move is not about unsheathing the sword, but about sheathing.

Punching into the boy's heart.

From ancient times to the present, the sword system has always been getting shorter and shorter. The Qin sword is more than twenty-two inches long, and the long sword of the great court is only nineteen inches and sixteen inches. Later, the nine countries in the Spring and Autumn Period put aside their private sword furnaces. The swords of the imperial court have their own lengths and shortness, but they are not beyond the sword-to-sword system. However, Dingfengbo, which ranks among the forefront of the world's famous sword, has been chasing the ancient Qin sword, which is twenty-one inches and three inches long, in order to seek the profound meaning of "the long sword is far away", may not be the expectation of Huang Qing in the sword path when the sword gifted the sword.

After Huang Qing was out of the sheath instead of the sword, he silently recited: "Sixteen Views!"

The scabbard is sixteen inches away from the tip of the sword, and every inch it appears there is a view.

One observation and one appearance, sixteen inches of distance in the air, sixteen wonderful strange phenomena emerged.

First, a vaguely-shaped villain in green shirt appeared sitting on the tip of the sword in Huang Qing's hand. He sat in the west. A big sun rose, shaped like a hanging drum. When he saw the red sun, he opened his eyes and closed his eyes.

After the sun view, the water view will rise again, and there is ice like glass, shining brightly.

Next is the Golden Banner of Vajra Seven Treasures, which is brilliant and radiant.

There are constant treasure trees, ponds, and lotus flowers. There are countless heavenly beings making music and scattering flowers.

Huang Qing’s sword is mostly half.

A sword brings Buddha.

Xu Longxiang's heart was hit by this sword or scabbard, and his body maintained a forward rushing posture, but he actually hovered suddenly.

Huang Qing moved forward slowly, pushing his sword into the sheath. Every time he sheathed, one phase dissipated, and the young man took a step back.

Huang Qing looked at the boy who was sixteen steps away and sighed softly: "Only speaking, ghosts and gods can protect things, but they don't know that dragons and elephants are naturally ashes."
Chapter completed!