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Chapter 188 Brother Liu Bai, You Don't Talk About Martial Virtue!(1/2)

Chapter 188 Brother Liu Bai, you don’t talk about martial ethics!

"Who are you?"

The audience frowned slightly, and there was no such person in his mind at all.

He could understand that Lin Wu was hiding in the Tang Kingdom. No matter how much the whole world was sieging the Demon Sect, she could only hide here to be relatively safe.

But the person in front of you dares to stand up at this time, at least he is a strong man in the sixth realm, otherwise he will be seeking death if he comes.

"Seeing Master, I can't see through his cultivation."

The head of the lecturer frowned, and such uncontrollable factors made him anxious.

This person spoke so loudly, either a fool or a truly capable person.

"Elder Qingyang!"

Li slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Whether it is the Apocalypse, the Infinite, the Unlimited, the Demons, all turned into nothingness under the light of the Haotian Mirror.

How could this be an ordinary person? I'm afraid he is another existence that is not inferior to Ke Haoran.

The audience and the first person in the lecture were slightly stunned, and then they were delighted.

He had basically no idea of ​​taking action for the two people in front of him, because they were both too weak, as simple as killing an ant.

As for the sword spirit beast god of Zhuxian Ancient Sword, he was standing on the city tower at this moment, quietly absorbing the fierce aura and the collapsed heaven and earth energy of the two.

The blessing of a hundred times of understanding in more than ten days has pushed his strength to a whole new level.

Luo Qingyang twitched the corner of his mouth. He didn't say hello to him and stabbed him directly at the head of the lecturer.

"Liu Bai. You have broken through to the five realms!!!"

Luo Qingyang said plainly, "I'm going to do anything to the world but not to disagree."

Moreover, that mirror is also called the Haotian Mirror. Since then, the Xiling Temple has always thought that the son of Haotian has arrived in the world.

The observer's heart was extremely calm, and he was calculating all ways to escape.

Luo Qingyang waved his hand and the seal characters in the sky dispersed directly.

The master's face turned pale and knew that this time he might not be able to do anything good, and he and the head of the preaching might be here.

He didn't want to experience this feeling of falling from heaven to hell anymore. Perhaps death is his best destination.

"Brother Liu Bai, you don't have martial ethics!"

"The master of the temple needs no doubt. Although I am the Supreme Elder of the Sword Pavilion in the Southern Jin Dynasty and the Sword Saint Liu Bai's sworn brother, I am not from the Southern Jin Dynasty.

"The academy still has your next move, and it's miscalculated."

Luo Qingyang gave the two light instructions, then waved his hand to let them rest.

The viewer was suddenly shocked and seemed to have guessed Luo Qingyang's identity.

No matter what kind of apocalypse, no distance, no boundary, no boundary, no limit, and all of you have practiced to the peak. In front of Haotian Mirror, everything is in vain.

Logically speaking, the sword saint Liu Bai followed the Xiling coalition forces, most of which were the troops of the Southern Jin Dynasty. They came to Qingxia to attack the Tang Kingdom.

Just one inch of the sword, and the body of the head of the lecture will be blood. If the golden body is broken, the ending can be imagined.

At this moment, a sound came from a distance, and a sword light fell behind the head of the Guanzhu and the lecturer.

As a native of Southern Jin, Luo Qingyang helped the academy in Chang'an City.

The audience was slapped in the face directly and just said that he was invincible in the world.

However, after searching for many years, I have not found the son of Haotian, and even the person who uses the Haotian Mirror has not been found.

"Well, I'm here. Your Tiangang War Qi and Xianfengyun Physical Art have not been cultivated. You have to work hard when you go back. So are the great gentleman. Although the spirit of the word is simple, you have not understood the talisman technique, so you can't do anything to the small head of the sermon. You all go aside to rest!"

"You are the one who used Apocalypse ten years ago in Zhishouguan?"

The endless sword energy of the river gathered into a simple sword, stabbing directly on the chest of the head of the lecture.

The golden light quickly wiped out Liu Bai's sword energy. The golden body, which had never been detrimental to the past, was actually a little overwhelmed at this moment.

From this we can see that the strength of the people in front of us is definitely far above them and we are going to fall here today.

Anyway, killing these two people and then allowing the beast god to absorb them will have the same effect.

As soon as this move was used, the face of the head of the lecturer became particularly ugly. He held on to the heaven and earth that could be absorbed infinitely, thus defending against unparalleled defense.

This feeling of someone protecting herself makes her feel particularly at ease.

“Let’s wait.”

Since Luo Qingyang has come out of seclusion, the end of this battle has been decided, and the two of the audience will definitely not be able to walk out of Chang'an City intact.

"There are six powers in Buddhism, namely the power of heavenly eyes, the power of heavenly ears, the power of fate, the power of other minds, the power of divine feet, and the power of all leakages. It happens to be in the next session. Among them, the power of other minds can understand what you and others think."

The sword saint Liu Bai said hello and didn't even say anything. With a swaying hand, the natal sword appeared in his hand and rushed straight to the head of the sermon.

Liu Bai's body was like a ghost, like a long rainbow, with its restrained sword intent, like a flood breaking the dam, rushing towards the head of the lecture ahead.

"There are indeed relevant records in the notes of the Buddha, but no one except the Buddha has cultivated one of these six supernatural powers. I have worked hard to meditate, but I have not realized any of them."

"Elder Qingyang? You are the Supreme Elder from Jian Pavilion in Nanjin."

I think that the strongest man in Hanging Temple came to Chang'an City in Tang Kingdom and turned into Liu Bai's sword-milling stone.

If the heaven and earth are not replenished, his so-called physical body and spirit become a Buddha, it would be just a joke.

Now there is only a short chance of escaping. It is conceivable that the mentality of ups and downs is like eating auspiciously.

The attack power of the sword cultivator Liu Bai is unparalleled. The old turtle like the first one of the lectures is suitable for being beaten by the sword cultivator Liu Bai, which is restrained by fate.

Weng, what do you know and what is the master of Guanguan? What is the first seat of the Hanging Temple? In front of the only elder in the academy, it is purely made of paper.

"Do you know what I'm thinking?"

This is why Ye Hongyu searched for Luo Qingyang in a big way, but did not arouse Xiling's suspicion because they were all looking for Luo Qingyang.

Luo Qingyang was playing with it in his hand. A small mirror that was neither gold nor jade was the Haotian Mirror.

"Tell me, what are your last words? I will convey them to you."

Suddenly, the lost energy of heaven and earth built a bridge with them and restored control.

It's like an ordinary citizen who bluntly says he wants to kill the emperor, which sounds like a joke.

"You're here."

The observer was confused when he heard this, and turned to look at the head of the preaching. He had never heard of these things at all.

This move is Liu Bai's Great River Sword Intent, which cooperates with the surrounding heaven and earth energy to suppress the first part of the lecture.

The first person in the lecture was round and his eyes were staring at the sword saint Liu Bai with a fierce look.

"Haotian Mirror!"

Liu Bai’s sword is really strong! Very strong!

The so-called physical body and spiritual Buddhahood will be melted in front of the Haotian Mirror.

Even if he does not separate the vitality of heaven and earth, if Luo Qingyang handed the mirror to Li Guru, he could still kill the head of the preaching.

It can be said that Liu Bai can go very far and wide with this path of sword cultivation, and his future is unlimited.

The dazzling white light, like the divine light falling from the sky, set the viewer in the pillar of light.

Liu Bai's real name sword is a sword that broke the human world raised in the lake. He absorbed the fragments with his body, and when he broke through the five realms, he condensed his sword fetus in his body.

Otherwise, Luo Qingyang would have to kill them, why did the Sword Saint Liu Bai suddenly appear? Could it be that he was here to steal the head?

"Brother Liu Bai, I know what you mean. The head of the lecturer has given you the sword practice."

The bright light column on the Haotian Mirror was unable to move in the fixed sight, and the terrifying dazzling light quickly melted the master's cultivation.

What's more, Master and I are friends forgot about age. He cried and begged me to be in the academy and put the name of an elder. How could I watch you enter Chang'an City? "

The dazzling golden light lit up from the body of the first seat of the lecture, and the endless energy of heaven and earth replenished himself.

"Elder Qingyang, I beg you to live my father's life."

The viewer's face changed drastically, and many of his thoughts were just born in his heart, so he immediately knew the answer from Luo Qingyang.

"I am different from Ke Haoran. He drew his sword and died at the heavenly punishment, and I will kill Haotian on earth."

"Sword Saint Liu Bai?"

"Apocalypse magic? It's just some garbage stuff."

The apocalypse divine light in Zhishouguan back then made the entire Xiling Temple boil because it was the apocalypse divine art emitted by a mirror.

I'm afraid only Haotian can do such a terrible thing. Even Master does not have such a strange magical power.

Luo Qingyang smiled coldly.

However, no matter how you look at it, there is Luo Qingyang in front and Liu Bai in the back, it is unlikely that they will escape smoothly.

With a crisp "click", the vajra broke with the sound.
To be continued...
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