Lin Qingyang curled his lips disdainfully and said proudly: "Not only do you have old injuries, but you have just received two more Xuanzhen Sword Qi. If you use the real Qi rashly, the internal meridians may be broken. You won't live long without me taking action." You are like this and you still want to kill me."
"Yeah."
Qin Xuan sneered.
If Qin Xuan tried his best to use that move, let alone Lin Qingyang, he would not be afraid even facing Master Jinguang. But Liu Wuya once ordered that he should never use that move unless absolutely necessary.
Qin Xuanneng was accepted as a disciple by Liu Wuya. His talent was naturally outstanding. He could even be said to be one of the best in the entire history of the Shushan Sword Sect.
There is no other reason. It’s just because Qin Xuan understood a move in that realm.
What all swordsmen pursue is some kind of supreme realm that conforms to the natural way. Even Liu Wuya cannot understand this realm. However, Qin Xuan has already realized it. This is where he is even more powerful than Liu Wuya. .
Even in Liu Wuya's words: "If it weren't for your innate deficiencies, you would definitely reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship with your talent and become a famous sword emperor in the Chinese cultivation world. It's a pity..."
It is a pity that Qin Xuan is born with deficiencies and has a fragile soul. Although he has understood a move in that realm, there is a high possibility that he will not survive after using it. Even if he survives, his soul will become more fragile and will dissipate one day. .
"You think you still have a way to survive." Lin Qingyang smiled disdainfully: "I will prove it now. The number one swordsman of the younger generation is definitely me, Lin Qingyang."
"..."
Qin Xuan finally understood why this guy wanted to kill himself. It turned out that he was interested in the false reputation of "the number one swordsman of the younger generation".
In fact, Lin Qingyang's name, as Liu Wuya and Qin Xuan had mentioned before, was that he was the most talented disciple of the Xuanzhen Sword Sect's generation. It was precisely because of this that Lin Qingyang was extremely conceited and arrogant.
But the theory of Qin Xuan's genius was earlier than that of Lin Qingyang. This made Lin Qingyang very unconvinced.
This time Qin Xuan came out to practice. Lin Qingyang wanted to seize the opportunity to get rid of Qin Xuan. And in this situation, even if Qin Xuan died in his hands, as long as it was handled properly, outsiders would not suspect him at all.
He could completely blame everything on the recently deceased Ikku Umekawa. Although Lin Qingyang is arrogant, he is not an idiot. He is even very thoughtful.
"Are you going to kill people for a false reputation? Even people in the secular world are not spared."
Qin Xuan sighed.
"It's useless to talk more. You can die."
Lin Qingyang smiled proudly and waved the Qingyuan Sword in his hand under the moonlight. A green sword light swept towards Qin Xuan. Unexpectedly, it was as fast as lightning.
Qin Xuan had been on guard for a long time. Upon seeing this, he quickly took out the Taiqing Sword from the rosewood sword box and swung it forward without hesitation.
Bang.
The cyan sword light intersected with the silver sword light of the Taiqing Sword. The true energy in Lin Qingyang's body exploded. Suddenly, there was a bang. Qin Xuan was sent flying out. He brought up a large piece of fallen leaves and fell to the ground.
"Hahaha. The legendary genius is so vulnerable."
Lin Qingyang smiled arrogantly and continued to wave the Qingyuan Sword. His whole body turned into a green light, bringing with it waves of fallen leaves and dust and sweeping towards Qin Xuan. The force was like breaking bamboo.
In this move, Lin Qingyang condensed one after another Xuanzhen Sword Qi on the Qingyuan Sword. He just wanted to fight quickly and kill Qin Xuan as soon as possible.
The Xuanzhen Sword Qi condensed on his long sword was much more terrifying than the three hidden weapons before. If Qin Xuan received this blow, he would be crippled even if he did not die, and his cultivation would be completely ruined.
"Long Ji, why don't you come out yet?"
Qin Xuan looked at Lin Qingyang who was approaching. He held the Taiqing Sword tightly and sent a wave of thoughts. If the Taiqing Sword didn't respond again, he would be forced to use that move.
"well……"
A soft long sigh from a woman spread from the Taiqing Sword. Resentment and loneliness. A long sigh. It contained all kinds of complex emotions in the world. It was mixed with a hint of charm and spread throughout the entire dense forest.
Qin Xuan was almost infected by the woman's long sigh. But he quickly came back to his senses. His face lit up and he finally reacted.
The Taiqing Sword is an ancient sword that has been passed down by the Shushan Sword Sect. It has long been able to have its own sword spirit. At this moment, the sword spirit of the Taiqing Sword is Long Ji.
Qin Xuan has never seen Long Ji appear since he owned the Taiqing Sword. However, at this critical moment of life and death, Long Ji finally couldn't stand it anymore. I don't know if it was because Lin Qingyang was too shameless.
Long Ji was a beautiful woman during her lifetime. She was also one of Liu Wuya’s wives.
At that time, Qin Xuan's master, that is, Liu Wuya's master, had not passed away. The Taiqing Sword had always been Liu Wuya's sword. There were two ancient swords handed down by the Shushan Sword Sect. One was the Taiqing Sword, which was specially used for disciples. held.
Qin Xuan didn't know much about Liu Wuya and Long Ji. He only knew that Long Ji died later, and then his soul entered the Taiqing Sword and became the sword spirit.
Long Ji inside the Taiqing Sword sighed. Then she saw a layer of rippling green ripples on the surface of the Taiqing Sword. It seemed to be different from before.
Qin Xuan even felt that he had a tendency to lose control of the Taiqing Sword.
"Go to hell."
Lin Qingyang's green sword light had already approached less than five meters away. A strong pressure came towards him. Qin Xuan waved the Taiqing Sword without hesitation and rushed forward to meet him.
Bang.
The two long swords collided fiercely again. An air vortex appeared at the intersection. This shows how powerful the two sides are.
A moment later, Qin Xuan's black-robed figure fell heavily again, causing a cloud of dust to fall on the ground in the distance.
"Long Ji. You..."
Qin Xuan couldn't believe it.
Didn't the master say that as soon as the sword spirit comes out, who can compete with him? You don't even have to do it yourself. You can use the sword spirit to control the sword with infinite power.
Have you been deceived?
"What are you doing? I just woke up. Come again."
A woman's voice suddenly sounded inside the Taiqing Sword. Although it sounded like a curse, it was extremely charming and full of flavor. Qin Xuan was startled.
Just woke up.
Mother.
This Long Ji has quite a personality. Qin Xuan quickly grabbed the Taiqing Sword and asked, "Long Ji, do you need me to take action?"
"You're useless. Just stay here."
After Long Ji finished speaking, Qin Xuan felt that the Taiqing Sword in his hand was about to leave him. He was so frightened that he held it tightly. However, he did not want to be scolded: "Young man, don't let go quickly. Just wait and see, I will help you cook." he."
Qin Xuan was stunned and had no choice but to let go.
The Taiqing Sword flew into the sky and struck Lin Qingyang alone not far away.
"Oh. There is actually a sword spirit."
Lin Qingyang said disdainfully. He held the Qingyuan Sword in his hand across his chest. At the same time, he pinched out a magic formula: "You have a sword spirit. I also have a ghost temple."
Suddenly, a black energy emitted from the Qingyuan Sword. It looked very strange in the moonlight.
"What the hell dares to show off in front of me? Go home and feed yourself."
Long Ji was disdainful. The blue waves flowed on the Taiqing Sword, and it stabbed straight at Lin Qingyang with infinite power.