Song Que smiled slightly and stretched out his hand. But with a "clang", a treasure knife jumped out of the sheath hanging on the wall, as if it was being pulled by an invisible rope, and fell into Song Que's left palm.

It was a gentle and clever treasure sword. The body of the knife was as thin as silk, and the edge of the knife still oozed out the sharp edge of the blue crystal. From a distance, people who knew that they were not good at Taoism could feel the sharp edge. They lacked the light caress of the treasure sword and said in harmony: "This knife is called Narcissus. Song once created the "Eight Skills of Heavenly Skills" based on the characteristics of this knife. Each 10 swords are used in total, with a total of eighty swords. Since the sword technique was created, this is the first time that he has used it in front of others. I am about to ask Gao Ming for advice."

Knowing that the Taoist is not the Taoist draws his sword in his hand, he politely serves the sword: "The sword is named Qingming, which is also a famous sword in ancient times. It was presented by a friend who forgot his age. I also created a sword technique called it the "Twenty-Four Solar Sword". I hope to learn the "Eight Swords of Heavenly Swords" by the sect leader."

Song Que smiled and said, "Great Sorry. Please take my first knife. This first move is called "Tianfeng Huan Pei" and be careful."

As he said that, he waved the daffodil sword in his hand, and the blade turned into thousands of blue sword lights, covering the people and swords. Looking at the sword technique, it was simply unimaginable, but there was a kind of artistic conception of a celestial immortal riding the wind in the clouds, the sound of fairy music and the sonorous penis. It was so wonderful.

Zhifei Taoist is calm and unhurried. The sword in his palm is like drizzle. Every drop of raindrops meets Song Que's sword, which is the "Rain Sword" of the "Spring Six Swords". However, the two of them clearly face each other, but they cooperate with each other to evolve the free and unrestrained nature of the clouds walking in a light rain. The sword is about to part with a touch, and a series of clear sounds of "dingding Ding Ding". Immediately, in the howling sound of the sword wind, Song Que's sword moves followed one after another, like birds flying and fish swimming, and there is no trace of nine consecutive swords to be used. Zhifei Taoist's sword swords are also used continuously in the palm of the six swords of the spring, and the other five swords are used continuously to compete with Song Que's sword intent with infinite plantings and trees. When the swords continue to fight, the two of them fly away and stand opposite each other.

"It's really a good sword technique!" Song Que praised: "The 'Six Swords of Spring' are full of spring, and the intention is to be born, and it's really wonderful."

The Taoist Zhifa smiled and said, "The master of the lord's trick, 'Tianfeng Ring Pendant', is not bad, it really means that the immortal in the clouds is vague and unmarked. I have heard a sword technique called the 'Flying Immortal from the Sky'. When used, it is like the blue sky and white clouds without flaws and filthiness, and it is like the fairy coming to the world. It is the most perfect sword move, but it is similar to the master of the lord's trick."

Song Que exclaimed: "Is there such a trick? I wonder if Song can see it?"

The Taoist Zhifei shook his head and said, "I have heard of it occasionally, but unfortunately I don't have enough fate. I only heard of it, but I have never seen it before, which disappointed the Lord of the House."

Song Que said regretfully: "It's so regretful that he can't see such a trick."

The Taoist laughed and said, "I am lucky to get it, but I lose my life, just like this. Please look at me, "Six Swords of Xia." As he said that, he shook his long sword in his hand and used the "Xiaoman Sword". "The Collection of Seventy-Two Monthly Edicts" says: "In the middle of April, Xiaoman is the thing that is so small that it is full." This sword is like silk and net, and it has a taste of perfection.

Song Que laughed: "How come Taoist Master's words taste like a Buddhist destiny? Leaving the fate of heaven, this is not what the Taoist should say." While speaking, he turned the daffodil sword into a sword light that looked like water and cloud shadows, and layered with layers of Qingming Swords that welcomed Zhi Fei Daoren. It was the second technique of the Eight Skills of Heavenly Swords. But he saw the sword light like a fog, and the water and cloud shadows were hidden, flowing endlessly, and his mind was endless. He blocked the "Little Summer Sword", "Summer Sword", "Da Summer Sword" and other words that Zhi Fei Daoren were immediately cast one by one.

The two of them got together and broke up. The Taoist said, "The main sword technique is smooth and flowing, and it is not confined. I admire it, but I don't know what the name of this sword is?"

Song Que smiled and said, "How about this trick, I call it 'Xiaoxiang Water Cloud'?"

Zhifei Dao said: "It's true! Xiaoxiang water is endless, the sky is free, and the sky is free, and the knife is good."

Song Que smiled and said, "Let's come again! The third trick is 'Flower on the Stone'." The daffodil knife in his palm continued to flow like water, and suddenly turned into a green light. The clear spring water that penetrated the rocks and was waxing stones along a beautiful arc that could be described by any words, directly pointing to the unknown Taoist.

The Taoist roared a long roar. As the sword in his palm danced, it looked like a slight silence of wood leaves. The frost suddenly arrived. He actually fused the autumnal equinox sword and the frost descending sword and used it. Then, the move changed, and another white dew sword. The sword light flew slanted, like a shocking lightning, and even more like a long rainbow sutra. The man and the sword seemed to have become one, and the sword light was like a flying rainbow, and it stabbed directly towards Song Que. The moment the swords and swords met, the two of them flew together again. Song Que had a stunning look: "The Taoist priest gave Song a big surprise!"

However, the Taoist Zhifei suddenly changed his face and said to himself: "No, no! It's wrong, it's completely wrong!"

Song Que was puzzled and asked, "What's wrong with Taoist priest? What's wrong?"

The Taoist Zhifei came back to his senses and apologized: "I lost my composure for a while, which made the clan laugh. However, I was wrong in practicing swordsmanship, which was completely wrong."

Song Que was even more confused: "Why did Taoist Master say this? This set of 'Twenty-Four Solar Sword Technique' was only seen in his life. I think it was Fu Cailin's 'Yi Sword Master' of Goguryeo, so how could he be wrong?" Zhifa's sword technique had already been recognized by him, so he asked with some concern.

The Taoist Zhifei smiled bitterly and said, "The master of the sacred lord doesn't know anything. I originally wanted to create a sword technique that encompasses all things in the world and the universe. I only later realized that I was not able to match my strength. I had no choice but to go to the next best. I first created the twenty-four solar terms sword based on the connection between the four seasons of solar terms and the meaning of the acquired eight trigrams, and then slowly merged into the acquired eight trigram sword. However, the path I am now taking is to evolve towards the Four Seasons Sword Technique, and deviate from the original intention. Isn't it just going against the will and is completely wrong?"

Song Que was speechless. He finally couldn't say such a bad word as "The Taoist priest is too ambitious and overestimated his ability." He comforted him: "Since that's the case, does the Taoist priest have any flaws now?"

The Taoist Zhifei closed his eyes and pondered for a while, and suddenly he became happy to his heart and merged the "Jingzhe Sword, Spring Equinox Sword, and Qingming Sword" together to form a sword of Xiangyi Zhen Gua. He opened his eyes and said to Song Que: "Master, please look at my sword." As he said that, he poked out a seemingly ordinary sword.

However, in Song Que's eyes, this sword seemed to be rolling thunder, destroying all decay and bringing new things. Song Que did not dare to be negligent, and felt that he had sensed extreme danger from this sword. He used the eight techniques of the Heavenly Sword one after another, and it was like a fairy riding on the wind, fog and clouds, with all kinds of thoughts and exquisiteness, blocking in front of him.

When the sword and sword were handed over, it was like boiling oil dripping, and it suddenly exploded. The sharpening hall seemed to be unable to withstand the destruction of the sword light and sword energy, and it was already shaking.

Song Que staggered backwards, and blood flowed out of his mouth. As for the Daoist, the Qingming Sword in his palm had been cut into several sections, and he also spurted out a large mouthful of blood. Although his sword was stronger than Song Que's moves, his skills were not as deep as Song Que's, but he was injured even more severely.
Chapter completed!