"Is this how it was solved?" Lei Wujie's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered a new world.
"Of course, even if Luo Qingyang is not angered, Fang Ping will definitely win," Xie Xuan said firmly.
Luo Qingyang was just entering the realm of the gods for the first time, and had just completed his spiritual soul. Although he stood at the top of Jianghu martial arts, his ancestors had reached the top earlier and took off towards the vast sky.
At the same time, Luo Qingyang waved his sword and danced wildly on the field, and the wind suddenly rose in the city, as if thousands of warriors were mourning and howling in the clouds.
"War."
Luo Qingyang spoke in a low voice, with a hint of confidence in his eyes.
He lost a sword to him that day in Mu Liang City. This time, he should use his sword to completely erase the scars on his chest.
Fang Ping's sword moves also showed changes. Xuanyin's fourth sword was not followed by his fifth sword, but he quickly swung the first six moves from beginning to end:
"The six paths return and there are no enemies like you!"
The combination of the first six swords of the Twelve Xuanyin Swords.
Two extremely powerful sword moves collided, and a white light enveloped Tianqi, shining twenty miles away. Everyone closed their eyes, except Wushuang, Xie Xuan, Lei Wujie and others who refused to close their eyes and endured blood and tears.
look.
"It's not light, it's sword intent," Xie Xuan said calmly.
Ji Ruofeng, who was invited into the teahouse, also opened her eyes:
"My suggestion is to alienate the people in advance. The reason why they are still alive is because those two people deliberately exercised restraint, but it is hard to say what will happen next... they will die."
Xiao Se closed his eyes and nodded. He was not used to using a sword and was not eager for this unique scene:
"Ji Xue."
"Know."
The latter shook his hair, turned around and left the teahouse, secretly complaining that he was really good at calling people.
...
After a while, the sword intent dissipated and everyone regained their vision.
The sky was extremely clear, as blue as the sea, without a trace of cloud or smoke. Luo Qingyang and Fang Ping were still standing where they were, as if they had not moved.
But Luo Qingyang was injured.
His body bowed slightly, a new scar appeared on his chest, and his whole breath became much weaker.
Fang Ping said:
"it's over."
If he hadn't stopped his strength, Luo Qingyang would have been a dead man.
The reason for holding back is that Jianghu has a common enemy that needs to be resisted.
However, combat power is scarce in the Shenyouxuanjing, so it would be good to have one left.
"Sure enough, Sword Immortal Aoki is even better."
"Fart, more than just one thing?"
Everyone was talking about it, and the suspicion in their hearts turned into certainty and confidence. The number one in the world is indeed the Aoki Sword Immortal. He is so young, but has such achievements. Anyone who hears it will sigh, "It's unattainable."
In another teahouse, Xiao Yu threw the tea cup angrily:
"hateful!"
Luo Qingyang, who was in a state of trance, was his biggest supporter, but he was defeated by Fang Ping twice in a row. Judging from the injury, he would definitely not recover in a few months.
What else can you use to argue with Xiao Se?
Jin Xuan said quietly:
"Your Highness, don't panic. Luo Qingyang is very important, but he is just one person. There are many more of us."
"My foster father is a wanderer...different from others," Xiao Yu said solemnly.
Suddenly, Long Xie came back from the door with the spy's intelligence report:
"Your Highness, Ji Ruofeng has appeared and is with King Yong'an."
"?"
Xiao Yu looked startled:
"Ji Ruofeng? Xiao Se's master?"
The master of Baixiao Hall, who evaluates martial arts in the world and ranks those on the gold list... disappeared for many years, why did he suddenly come back?
Jin Xuan said calmly:
"Your Highness, don't worry. I didn't expect Ji Ruofeng to be alive, but now he is... nothing more than a withered skeleton."
Ji Ruofeng was beaten to the brink of death by Zhuo Qing, and now he has tried his best to find a way to survive.
Being a disabled person, his help to Xiao Se is very limited.
But Long Xie’s next words stunned Jinxuan:
"Your Highness, Superintendent... Ji Ruofeng seems to still have martial arts skills. The spies saw him climbing up to the six-story platform in one step without even breathing.
"At least...it's no problem to use Qi."
Xiao Yu looked at Jin Xuan:
"How can I feel relieved? How can I feel relieved!"
The latter frowned, suddenly realizing something, and his eyes fell on the black-clothed figure in the field:
"It's him."
Fang Ping's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, and his medical skills are equally famous in the world.
"He cured King Bai's eyes. It's not surprising that he has a way to cure Ji Ruofeng." Jin Xuan said, "Tsk..."
Xiao Yu frowned even deeper:
"Fang Ping..."
At the same time, a familiar font appeared in Fang Ping’s mind:
[The mission ‘In the Name of the Medical Saint’ is completed! 】
[Reward: Shushan Divine Sword Judgment!]
Fang Ping was slightly startled, feeling the heat flow in his body, and his soul established a connection with the far distance, as if connected with a vague silk thread.
He smiled slightly, and the influence of the 'Medical Saint' finally reached the target.
However, the system's next task excited him even more:
[‘Tomb of the Immortal’: Kill an upper realm immortal and bury him in the Kunlun Snow Mountain]
[Completion Reward: Wutian Purgatory’s Secret Skill—Red Fire Divine Art (Jidao Realm)]
Before Fang Ping could continue to think, Luo Qingyang seemed to notice something and said with a look of astonishment:
"Did you break through again?"
The fluctuations were extremely subtle, but he still noticed... Fang Ping had gained some kind of improvement, and the feeling was very similar to when he practiced the Soul of Ceremony.
Fang Ping nodded without comment.
Luo Qingyang laughed miserably. It was already hard to win, but now it's even harder:
"You used to slash a sword in Muliang City, which helped me realize the Tao, break through to the realm of the gods, and achieve the soul of rites.
"Today you and I are testing swords in Tianqi City to help you reach a higher level. Maybe we are each other's blue marble. Only by stepping on each other can we reach the top."
Fang Ping sneered:
"Wrong, my breakthrough has nothing to do with you. Mr. Luo, you think too highly of yourself."
"..."
The corners of Luo Qingyang's mouth twitched, feeling inexplicably embarrassed...and angry.
He then said:
"For the last sword, please do your best."
"Full force?"
Luo Qingyang nodded and said seriously:
"Since we are asking about swords in the world, we must fight for the best sword in the world, so I want you to use your full strength to sword."
Fang Ping smiled, his eyes full of sarcasm:
"My husband and I have no enmity or enmity. I have no love or hatred with this Tianqi. We coexist with this world. Why should I use my full strength to strike with a sword?"
Nowadays, the most powerful sword move is naturally the Divine Sword Technique, which attracts the sword god to possess him and annihilate everything in sight.
Not to mention Luo Qingyang, even this world will cease to exist.
If Luo Qingyang wants to use this sword by himself, isn't it nonsense?
When Xie Xuan heard what Fang Ping said, he couldn't help but sigh:
"What a crazy thing."
Lei Wujie nodded doubtfully:
"Destroying Apocalypse and destroying the world with one sword with all your strength is too exaggerated...it feels a bit fake."
Ji Ruofeng said hoarsely:
"Believe it, after all, this world can hardly accommodate him.
"Luo Qingyang has drawn his sword. Mu Liangcheng has been raising swords for several years as a ritual soul. Watch carefully."
At the same time, the onlookers had been evacuated, leaving only the two sword testers and the men of the White King, the Yongan King, and the Red King.
Luo Qingyang put Jiuge into the sheath and slowly pulled out another inch: