Luo Qingyang's voice was so indifferent, and his words seemed to be looking down upon all things.
The strongest Fugue Mysterious Realm, the most unparalleled Spirit Soul Sword, no matter how strong Xie Xuan was, he could only stop Luo Qingyang when he was half-stepping into Fugue.
"Brother Luo, is this really the case?"
"Although I don't have the intention to kill, I have the reason to kill."
Luo Qingyang spoke calmly and raised the extremely long sword.
Suddenly, a sense of desolation rippled, extending from Luo Qingyang's heart to the hilt and body of the sword.
The sad wind suddenly rises, like people wailing in mourning, like war drums beating wildly, expressing the sorrow of national mourning.
The desolate sword movement unique to Luo Qingyang unfolded, making people feel inexplicably heartbroken and tears flowing inexplicably.
Jiuge drew a circle in the air, the wind subsided, and the melodious sadness filled the air. He took a step and was behind Xie Xuan in an instant.
Then, chop!
Only now has Luo Qingyang shown the strength of the Mysterious Immortal Realm, ignoring short distances and ignoring long distances.
The long sword Jiu Ge slashed towards Wushuang. Luo Qingyang glanced at it and saw the sword monuments in the city again. The desolate atmosphere became even worse:
"War."
Luo Qingyang grasped the distance very well and could kill Wushuang with one sword without hurting Xie Xuan.
As soon as the latter reacted, thousands of books were handed out, but it was too late to stop him.
At this moment, many people on the field moved.
Lei Wujie's Heart Sword trembled, suddenly unsheathed, and flew straight towards him. He jumped out of the window and landed on the ground, while the Wuji Stick stirred the wind.
Xiao Chong didn't want Wushuang to die, so he put one hand on the hilt of the sword and did the angry sword pose.
The white-haired old man hidden in the crowd also stood up.
They were very fast, but Luo Qingyang was faster.
With Shenyou Xuanjing present, no one could stop him from killing someone, even Wushuang himself was in despair.
Suddenly, a sudden change occurred, and Luo Qingyang's brows were slightly moved, as if he heard something. Before he could turn his head, something flew from a very far away.
There was no external object that could stop Luo Qingyang from killing, and no one could do it in time, but the former seemed to penetrate time and hit Jiu Ge at the moment the sword fell.
"When——"
The crisp sound of the sword sounded, and Jiu Ge was hit, deflected three inches to the south, and finally cut to the floor.
There was a loud noise, and the surrounding land was lifted three feet away. Xie Xuan quickly grabbed Wu Shuang and retreated.
"What's wrong?"
"It's a good sword to destroy the country, but it's a pity that Wushuang City has finally cultivated a flying sword successor..."
"well."
Everyone in the audience sighed. Things happened so fast that they couldn't see the details clearly. They thought the sword hit Wushuang.
Of course, there are also masters who saw a sword outside that day.
Ji Ruofeng, who knows everything in martial arts in the world, is one, and Lei Wujie, who knows the Sword Heart Jue, is one.
Xie Xuan and Wushuang who were closer, and Jin Xuan who was behind King Chi all noticed.
Finally, there is the person involved, Luo Qingyang.
He looked at Jiu Ge blankly. There was a small pit on the sword, and what caused this phenomenon... was a wooden sword that was stuck straight into the ground.
The person he was waiting for has arrived.
When the smoke and dust dispersed, the others also saw the wooden sword, and many people recognized it.
There is only one person in the world who can wield a wooden sword to perfection.
"Here we come," Ji Ruofeng breathed a sigh of relief and slowly disappeared into the crowd, "I really know how to choose the right time. I'm afraid I didn't do it on purpose."
Xiao Chong also stopped his angry sword stance and said in a grateful tone:
"unexpected......"
When everyone's eyes were focused on the wooden sword, discussing where the Qingmu Sword Master was and where he used the sword, a hand suddenly held the wooden sword and lifted it gently.
"How...how could this happen?"
"When exactly did you come?"
Everyone's faces were full of doubts, because the person who picked up the wooden sword was Fang Ping.
It was clear that the wooden sword was thrown from a very far distance one moment, and then appeared in the blink of an eye, as if it appeared out of thin air.
It's like the wooden sword is the main body...
Luo Qingyang's pupils dilated slightly:
"You want to save him?"
Fang Ping looked indifferent, shook his head and said:
"It's just a show of holiness in front of people."
"..."
Luo Qingyang was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to respond.
Many people at the scene wanted to save Wushuang but were unable to do so. In the end, they were saved by you. It was indeed a sign of sanctity in front of others.
But...you just said it directly?
To say something inappropriate would simply undermine the title of Sword Immortal.
"Ah? The Fourth Master said that he wanted to show his holiness in front of others?" Lei Wujie said suspiciously, "Isn't it because he has something to do with Wushuang?"
"We only met once, where's the story?" Xiao Se crossed his arms and said, "Don't over-understand what others say."
The onlookers also heard this sentence:
“Is this the ultimate in self-effacing?”
"Awesome, if I said this, I would probably be beaten to death."
Yes, for other people, it is inevitable that they will be looked down upon, scorned, and labeled as a pretentious person.
But when the words came out of Qingmu Swordsman's mouth, it was more like a kind of humility, an excuse, and it was hard to figure out.
In fact, Fang Ping agreed with Xiao Se's words...don't make blind guesses.
At this time, the Red King subconsciously stood up, his whole body was numb from head to toe, and stared at Fang Ping, but he did not dare to look at him for too long.
"Your Highness..."
"It's intentional, it's definitely intentional!" Xiao Yu was so angry that he trembled and his body became cold, "You must have chosen this time to be targeted!
"Forget it once, how can we do it again and again?"
Xiao Yu was about to collapse. When he joined forces with An He, he was kicked in by Fang Ping and had to give up this great help.
The banquet at Qianjintai forced Madam Hu to leave.
Demolished his own house.
Even his foster father was struck down by him.
Putting aside all kinds of things, since he came to Tianqi, he has encountered obstacles everywhere, and he has never encountered a good thing!
"...Why on earth!" Xiao Yu said in a condensed voice.
Jinxuan whispered:
"His Royal Highness, Red King, please shut up, you will be heard."
"..."
Xiao Yu collapsed even more. As long as this person is here, he can't speak or move. What's the difference between being in jail?
It's better to go to jail, at least the latter can talk freely without having to worry all day long.
At this time, Fang Ping in the field turned his head and looked at Chi Wang in the teahouse.
Fang Ping smiled slightly:
"No reason. If you are upright, you are not afraid of slanted shadows. Why doesn't the Red King look for the reason from himself?"
Jin Xuan showed a "sure enough" look.
Luo Qingyang spoke slowly:
"I've been away for so many days last time, and I want to thank you... If it weren't for that sword energy gap, I might not have left seclusion."
The implication is that I left the city only after I became stronger.
Luo Qingyang opened a corner of his clothes, revealing a hideous scar:
"This is the sword you used to kill me."
"Want to get it back?" Fang Ping asked.
The latter nodded:
"I asked all the swordsmen in the world, and I would most like to try the Long Yuan Sword."
There was a gap in realm before, and swords were inferior to people.
Today, both sides are in the Mysterious Realm of Fugue, so what should we do?
Fang Ping nodded:
"Can."
Everyone immediately became excited after hearing this. Previously, the battle between Gu Jianxian and Wushuang was unparalleled, and now it is Gu Jianxian and Qingmu Sword Immortal again. How could it not be exciting?