Qingcheng, the sky is clear.

After a moment, the storm surged.

There was a stream of light, an unknown object, crossing an ethereal trajectory and falling towards Prince Qing's Mansion in the center of Qing City.

The heaven and the earth were shaken by it.

It is conceivable that when this stream of light falls to the ground, Prince Qing's Mansion will surely become a ruin.

At this moment, a figure emerged from Prince Qing's mansion.

This was a figure bathed in rays of light, releasing unparalleled terrifying waves, ascending to the sky step by step, and punched out, scattering the stream of light.

The Lord of Qing City, King Qing.

"Li Qiubai!" came the majestic and powerful voice, shocking people's hearts and containing infinite power.

At the same time, King Qing's terrifying and powerful aura spread throughout the city, alarming all the monks in the city.

Even monks with extraordinary cultivation can't help but tremble under this aura.

They looked up and asked, "What happened? The Chang'an Sword Immortal is here?"

I saw King Qing's entire body shrouded in divine light in mid-air, dazzling and dazzling. I couldn't see his specific face clearly, I could only feel the terrifying aura circulating around him.

Everyone knows how powerful King Qing is. He was a proud man who fought on the battlefield in his youth. Although he failed to become emperor in the end, his power cannot be underestimated in Great Xia.

"Chang'an Sword Immortal, I will naturally welcome you to visit me." Prince Qing looked at Li Qiubei, who arrived almost with Liu Guang, and said slowly, "It's just that you are so provocative, but I can't bear it."

"One of your lineages has done something that is unacceptable in nature. You are the one at the helm. Regardless of whether it has anything to do with you or not, you cannot escape the blame." Li Qiubai faced King Qing across the air and said slowly.

"I don't know what you mean by things that are unacceptable to the laws of nature, and I have no interest in knowing it now." Prince Qing responded very calmly.

"You are King Qing, but you say such things. If you can't sit in this position, then you don't have to sit down." Li Qiubei said, his tone was calm, but his voice spread throughout the city.

"I can destroy you on behalf of Xia Zhao." Chang'an Sword Immortal continued.

In public, he never called His Majesty Daxia Xiaoxiao again.

As soon as these words came out, the whole city fell into silence, and everyone felt terrified.

They didn't know what happened specifically, or what the conflict was between Prince Qing and the Chang'an Sword Immortal.

But they understood how domineering Li Qiubei's words were.

Who is King Qing?

The helmsman of one of the three major royal families of the Great Xia Dynasty, the new Emperor Wu who was in the ascendant.

And Li Qiubei was able to say such a thing when faced with such a person.

Even if there is no action, just simple words are enough to shock the world.

And looking at this situation, it is obvious that Li Qiubei is not just a verbal threat, but may take action at any time.

"Why are you, an outsider, deposing me on behalf of Xia Zhao?" King Qing frowned and scolded him coldly: "Even if Xia Zhao comes in person, she would not dare to talk to me like this."

"If she doesn't dare, then I will say it for her," Li Qiubei said extremely calmly, "There is a big problem in your veins, you have a cancer, and it needs to be cured."

"To deal with cancer, cutting it off with a sword is naturally the fastest and most effective way."

"What are you talking about?" King Qing was furious, "How dare you slander others? You are offending the dignity of my Daxia royal family!"

"Prince Qing, do you still want to pretend? The three cities are empty, and all the spearheads are pointing at you. It makes no sense if you don't know about such a big event."

Li Qiubei looked directly at Prince Qing with cold eyes, and said in a calm tone: "When a big tree has problems, it all starts from the root."

"Li Qiubai, you've passed." Prince Qing's expression changed, and then he regained his composure and said coldly: "Are you really going to fight me?"

"From Shuiyuntai to Beicang City, Chang'an Sword Immortal, you are always very flamboyant in your actions, but I, Qingcheng, are different. I am not someone who is at the mercy of others." At this point, Prince Qing's aura became even more terrifying.

, the waves were like the sea, and the monks in Qingcheng began to tremble, their eyes full of awe.

This is the power of the Martial Emperor, the title of monk after the four steps of unity.

"If you don't understand something with your mouth, I can only teach you with a sword." Li Qiubei said, always very calm.

After saying this, he moved his hands and practiced the supreme swordsmanship.

For swordsmen, those who can do it are the best.

He was too tired to speak.

Divine swords suddenly filled the void, and 365 sword lights shone brightly.

This is Jian Gang.

It's just that because of the strength and depth of the sword's intent, it is already comparable to a real divine sword.

This is the sword intention of the Sword Immortal, and mountains and rivers can collapse in a single thought.

With such a divine sword, every strike is like the blazing sun.

At this moment, in front of the brilliance of the Divine Sword, the sun and the moon eclipse, as if there are only these 365 sword lights between heaven and earth, intertwining in vertical and horizontal directions and dotted in stars.

The laws of swordsmanship are displayed to the ultimate level, transforming into infinite sword light.

The sky-reaching sword energy can kill in all directions.

Prince Qing's eyes were cold and sinister, and facing Li Qiubei's methods, his heart was full of fighting spirit.

Back then, he was a three-step master, and Li Qiu was defeated and became a swordsman. When the two faced each other, he was completely defeated. He had nothing to say about this.

But now that he is Emperor Wu, Li Qiubei has fallen into the eighth realm.

Prince Qing didn't think he would lose at all, and he was never willing to admit defeat directly.

"Today is different from the past. Li Qiubei, it is simply wishful thinking for you to suppress me as you did back then!" King Qing shouted sharply.

boom!

He shook his fist, and golden light erupted from his palms, like a volcano erupting, violently violent.

The golden light evolved into two golden dragon shadows in the air, hundreds of feet long, powerful as hell, and ferocious and unstoppable.

If Lu Qingshan were present, his first reaction would definitely be the same special effects as "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms".

The white sword energy was already overwhelmingly hitting Shenlong.

That's right, it was smashed, not dropped.

Violent collision, terrible impact, even if there are magic circles guarding the surroundings, but just the fluctuations from it will still lift the layers of eaves of Prince Qing's Mansion, float in the air, and then suddenly explode.

, turned into ashes.

This was an exploratory fight between Emperor Wu and the "Sword Immortal". With Li Qiubei as the center, the sword's intention moved like a dragon and a snake, and the iron hook and silver painting spurted out, swallowing up the huge dragon shadow inch by inch, and moving towards

King Qing forced him to leave.

King Qing's expression changed. He didn't expect that he would be suppressed like this in the first fight. He quickly stopped drinking again, and his whole body shone brightly, with spell marks appearing all over his body.

The golden dragon shadows exploded and collapsed under the light of the divine sword, turning into streaks of light and dissipating into the void.

But the dragon shadow was annihilated, but the divine sword still existed.

The divine swords then moved forward, piercing through the air, containing infinite sword intent, approaching King Qing's body, consuming the spell marks on his body, causing him to retreat step by step, feeling his blood surge.

With a pop, a shallow wound opened on Prince Qing's body, and bright blood flowers bloomed immediately.

King Qing's body pattern was destroyed at this time!

This fight was completed in a very short period of time. Both of them stayed on the same spot without moving, and this was the result.

So strong!

King Qing was extremely horrified.

Although we know that Li Qiubei has the fighting power of a swordsman in the Eight Realms due to his swordsmanship, only by truly experiencing this sense of oppression in person can we understand the horror of Li Qiubei.

He was a Martial Emperor who had attained the title of Martial Emperor through physical cultivation. He was actually injured in such a short period of time. Even though his sword cultivation was to attack Wushuang, it also showed how profound and powerful Li Qiubei's swordsmanship was at this time.

You must know that Li Qiubei is still just a tribulation monk at this time.

If he cultivates enough and opens the way again, will he become the first person under the Dao Ancestor of the human race?

The more King Qing thought about it, the more terrifying he became.

"This is definitely my only chance. If I miss this opportunity and give Li Qiubei some more time, it will not be a fantasy for him to visit the Sword Fairyland again."

"If he becomes the Sword Immortal again, who would dare to touch that bitch?"

Visited Sword Fairyland twice.

If he really did it, looking at ancient times and modern times, then Li Qiubei would be the first person to do it.

King Qing sighed softly.

"But so what?" He murmured softly, with a shadow flashing in his eyes.

"Li Qiubai, come again!" Prince Qing suddenly raised his eyelids and his figure suddenly rose up into the air.

The battle venue should not be placed in Qingcheng, otherwise Qingcheng will be destroyed in a short time.

The Chang'an Sword Immortal snorted coldly, and with murderous intent, a fierce sword intent surged in all directions, and his figure also shot straight into the sky.
To be continued...