Chapter 38 Tai Chi Diagram

Author: Xu Qingteng

Chapter 38 Tai Chi Diagram

"It is indeed a magical skill!"

Xu Qingteng's expression was solemn, and he used the Chixia Fairy Sword to attack the dragon again and again.

However, Ye Lingfeng's Dragon Transformation Technique was very powerful. No matter how Xu Qingteng's sword energy roared, it could not damage him at all, which made Xu Qingteng very passive.

"The power of the Shangqing realm..."

Xu Qingteng murmured to himself, and suddenly struck out with his sword one after another.

"Sword power, lifting weight as lightly as possible!"

"Sword power: Lifting is as light as heavy!"

One sword after another, Xu Qingteng's slashing force was different. Sometimes it was strong and powerful, sometimes it was soft and soft, but none of them could do anything to that majestic dragon.

"Are you going to lose?"

An idea suddenly appeared in Xu Qingteng's mind.

His figure appeared gloomy in the flames that filled the sky.

"No."

"I can never lose."

Xu Qingteng gritted his teeth. Since the power of the Yuqing realm could not kill the dragon, then he would use the power of the Shangqing realm.

Xu Qingteng knows all the spells of Chaoyangfeng Sutra Pavilion.

However, Shang Zhengliang did not allow him to teach him the Four Great Secret Techniques, which were extremely powerful magical techniques. Even those who were at the upper level of the Pure Realm should use them with caution.

"However, I have a Tai Chi sword..."

Since entering the mountain gate, Xu Qingteng has been practicing "Tai Chi Sword", comprehending the two levels of sword power, and is only a thin line away from the final realm of sword intention.

At this moment, under huge pressure, Xu Qingteng's eyes were bright and bright, like stars exploding in the chaotic sky. His thoughts kept shining, and a mysterious aura of the kendo field spread out from him. During the collisions again and again,

A wisp of sword intent seeds condensed in his heart.

"Break it!"

On the arena filled with flames, a blue dragon roared ferociously, its sharp claws attacking Xu Qingteng again and again, and the power of its cold breath seemed to freeze everything.

Xu Qingteng tried his best to send out flames all over the sky to contend with the dragon.

And fought back again and again.

However, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the dragon was too powerful, and the red flames that filled the arena gradually became thinner, as if purified by the power of the dragon's breath.

The situation is completely reversed.

"Senior brother Ye Lingfeng is too powerful."

"It is indeed the art of transforming into a dragon."

"It's a pity that only the proud ones like Ye Lingfeng can be taught by the master."

"Unless ordinary disciples like us are promoted to Qingyang Realm, it will be difficult for us to practice this kind of magical power in our lifetime." (Penglai Immortal Sect's realms: Chiyang Realm, Qingyang Realm, and Purple Yang Realm.)

A group of Penglai Immortal Sect disciples were talking excitedly in low voices.

"Haha, I'm going to win."

The elder of the Penglai Immortal Sect looked at the arena where Ye Lingfeng transformed into a dragon and almost beat down the Qingyun Sect disciples. He felt as happy as if he had drank three jars of fine wine.

Under the ring, the overseas casual cultivators and ordinary people who were watching the show couldn't help but chatter and whisper when they saw Xu Qingteng being pressed down and beaten.

"Is this a disciple of the Qingyun Sect?"

"It doesn't seem to live up to its name."

"Yes, if you are pressed down and beaten by the Penglai Immortal Sect disciples, you will lose immediately."

"If the Qingyun Sect is all this kind of thing, then the title of the leader of the righteous path and the number one in the world will be too prestigious."

"That's right, that's right."

In an instant, the tall image of Qingyun Sect was crumbling in the hearts of overseas practitioners, as if the unreachable number one in the world had fallen off the altar.

And this seems to be the intention of Penglai Immortal Sect.

It has been nearly two thousand years since Patriarch Qingye was born, and Qingyun Sect has occupied the first place in the world and the title of leader of the righteous path.

Not only was the demonic sect displeased, but it also repeatedly started wars between good and evil.

Even Tianyin Temple, Fenxiang Valley, Penglai Immortal Sect, Tianlong Palace, these large cultivation forces are also ready to provoke Qingyun Sect and take their place.

Therefore, it is the responsibility of every Qingyun Sect disciple to maintain the dignity of the sect.

The ancient and powerful dragon roar sounded, and the blue dragon flying in the arena breathed out and attacked Xu Qingteng again and again, as if it was going to drown the red flames in the arena.

Looking at it, the crimson flame was crumbling.

"Gonna win!"

A pair of huge dragon eyes flashed with excitement.

The dragon's roar became louder and louder.

But then, its dragon eyes condensed and looked into the depths of the red flames. There seemed to be some changes there, and a wisp of aura that made it fearful burst out.

It's very sharp and very ancient, like the beginning of the world.

Wuji generates Tai Chi, Tai Chi generates two rituals, two rituals generate four images, four images generate Bagua, and Bagua evolves everything in the world, endlessly, and the years go by.

"laugh--"

In the depths of the red flame, a wisp of pitch-black air and a ray of milky-white air slowly grew out, as if the heaven and earth were opening up and everything in the world had stopped.

These two breaths intertwined and blended with each other, slowly forming a Tai Chi diagram.

Appearing in the void behind Xu Qingteng.

"Boom~~~"

Xu Qingteng's eyes were bright, and a red fairy sword hummed softly, as if it was roaring with excitement. The flames in the sky, suppressed by the frozen dragon's breath, suddenly surged again.

Moreover, visible to the naked eye, the flames changed from red to orange, as if golden flames were overwhelming, burning half of the sky.

The blue dragon seemed to be burned in the golden flames, making a sizzling sound.

"Ang~~~"

The blue dragon roars in anger.

Breathing out again and again, the ice-blue dragon's breath seemed to drown the golden flames.

Unfortunately, it never goes as planned.

And in the next second, it felt a sharp sword intent, rising from the depths of the orange flame, and the entire dragon body trembled slightly because of the sharp sword intent.

"I, Xu Qingteng, a disciple of Chaoyang Peak of Qingyun Sect."

"Slay the dragon today!"

"Please be a witness."

"Hahaha."

Under the eyes of everyone, on the arena filled with flames, suddenly the flames separated the huge waves, and a handsome young man in a green shirt appeared like a fairy. A black and white fish Tai Chi figure appeared behind him, spinning slowly, and the whole person looked like an immortal or a god.

Hanging in mid-air, it exudes the aura of the ancient, sharp, and mysterious realm.

"The field of swordsmanship!"

The elder of the Penglai Immortal Sect couldn't help but change his face, his eyes widened, and a huge wave of shock surged in his heart. His whole body was trembling, and his mind was almost blank.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone under the ring was stunned, and then they started talking in an uproar.

"The field of swordsmanship?"

"Is this the legendary sword intention?"

"Oh my god, this boy has actually understood the meaning of the sword. This is a power that even the masters of the Qingyang Realm dream of!"

"Once you understand the meaning of the sword, it is equivalent to understanding a forbidden magical power, and it has no backlash. You can use it however you want. Even if you are in the Scarlet Yang realm, you can fight with the elders in the Qingyang realm!"

“It’s incredible!”

"Now, Senior Brother Ye Lingfeng is in trouble."

All the Penglai Immortal Sect disciples couldn't help but change their expressions, and looked towards the ring with worry.

especially.

But when they heard Xu Qingteng's bold tone and actually wanted to slay the dragon, their hearts suddenly froze, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on them in the dog days of summer, and their whole bodies were chilled.

In fact, the power of the sword field is more powerful than everyone imagines.
To be continued...