Nightfall Chapter 206: Really simple one cut
The wind and thunder of Liu Yiqing's sword shocked all those who watched the game.
People's exclamations were still brewing in their throats, and there was dead silence in the scene.
How can such a simple sword condense such a powerful force?
Including various cultivating sects, among the people watching the battle at the side entrance of the academy today, the only person who can truly understand this simple sword is Cheng Lixue, Master Tianyu Sizuo from Xiling Temple.
He was the only one who had noticed the horror of the sword when Liu Yiqing had just stabbed the sword. He put his right hand on the window lattice and was silent.
This simple sword is actually not simple. It has the fullest or even perfect spiritual will, with the waiting forbearance of the spring for a hundred days, and finally has Liu Bai's sword intent!
Simple, so powerful.
Everything in the world is like this, and so is Haotian Shenhui.
Cheng Lixue leaned on the window lattice with one hand, and felt the sharp sword intent coming from the side entrance of the academy. I thought that if it was me who faced this simple sword, I would definitely not be able to take it. I could only retreat and retreat. There is no retreat, the impossibility is squeezed by desperation.
Even if the prince Longqing is still alive, facing such a simple and powerful sword intent, facing the wind and thunder at the tip of the sword, he can only choose to avoid the front, risking the last chance and murder at the cost of injury. .
If the one in front of Liu Yiqing's sword is a Daoist...Can she stop it?
Cheng Lixue thought of the news from Xiling, silently added in her heart, of course, it was the Dao idiot before going to the wasteland.
Immediately afterwards, he denied his thoughts in his mind.
If it were the Daoist before going to the wasteland, she would definitely not block this simple sword, but would attack her facelessly, before she was stabbed to death by the sword. The person holding the sword must die first.
So she will not die.
She can deal with Liu Yiqing's sword.
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The wind and thunder rushed towards his face, with a sense of sword intent.
Faced with such a dangerous situation and a sword with such a terrifying power, Ning Que chose to close his eyes.
When you close your eyes at such a moment, there is often only one explanation, and that is suicide.
Ning Que didn't want to commit suicide, so while closing his eyes, he slashed in front of him.
He knows that he can cultivate in his current realm. He definitely couldn't receive this sword, so he didn't even think about it, nor did he attack like Ye Hongyu might do, but instead attacked.
The action of his swinging a knife is very simple, simpler than Liu Yiqing's sword stabbing. More primitive.
Because the knife itself is simpler and more primitive than the sword.
The sword is a weapon deliberately forged by humans to salute or kill.
The sword can stab people, but it can't stab others.
Knives are stone knives picked up by humans from heaven and earth, and they were originally used for hunting.
The knife can chop people, but also many things, such as wood.
Ning Que felt the heavy weight from the handle of the knife, the subtle tactile sensation of the blade breaking through the air, and a sense of firmness and reliability that had not been seen for a long time returned to his body.
He hasn't cut wood for a long time, so he missed it very much.
Chopping wood again today, although with his eyes closed. His movements are still so skillful.
Skillful enough to make people look natural.
Naturally, it makes people feel very comfortable.
Only Liu Yiqing, whom the blade was facing, felt very uncomfortable, even uncomfortable.
Ning Que slashed out, moving forward naturally. With a flick of his wrist, the majestic aura in his body rushed into the blade madly along the hilt, even the treasured sword in the palace. Suddenly injecting so much awe-inspiring energy, it will also fall apart into countless metal fragments in an instant.
But this new knife, which has been tempered by the six senior brothers, forcibly blended into the weight of three simple knives, is extremely powerfully supported. The slender blade trembles at a terrifying speed that the naked eye can't see, seeming to be anytime It may break, and it seems that it will always endure everything in silence.
A hum!
Before Liu Yiqing showed his realm. The floor of the blue bricks seemed to be slender and dust-free, but at this time the finest ash between the cracks of the blue bricks was shaken out by Ning Que's sword force, spreading around!
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The people of Chang'an City who watched the battle couldn't see what happened in the field at all, what they saw in their eyes. Still staying at Liu Yiqing, Fenglei's sword was about to pierce Ning Que's front door, but the knife in Ning Que's hand was about to go out, but it was still just an ordinary knife in the air.
Only practitioners with advanced realm can clearly feel that there is a majestic atmosphere of heaven and earth, which is flying around the Pudao in Ning Que's hand. The quantity and purity of this atmosphere of heaven and earth even require It is even more terrifying than the vitality of the world absorbed by Liu Yiqing's wind and thunder sword!
Cheng Lixue also supported the window with her right hand, her body tensed, and her face was shocked.
He Mingchi, standing by the car, suddenly raised his head, holding the wheel with his right hand.
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Those green leaves in the sky that were crushed into powder by Liu Yiqing's sword will become invisible when touched by the wind of the knife.
A wild flower rustling in a crack beside the stone steps in the distance disappeared instantly.
Ning Que's sword and Liu Yiqing's sword finally met.
The sword is so powerful that it suppressed the wind and thunder on the tip of Liu Yiqing's sword constantly shaking, trembling uneasy, like a candle in the strong wind, which might be extinguished at any time.
Liu Yiqing was shocked.
He didn't think that Ning Que was clearly the weakest person on the second floor of the academy, and was even criticized by Dao Chi as the shame of the academy. Why did he show such a strong cultivation strength at this time.
But he is not ready to retreat, not to stop the sword, the sword in his hand is still going forward.
Because he sat at the side entrance of the academy and pondered for three full months, he was fully prepared for the conditions that might occur in this duel, including the skyrocketing realm after Ning Que's hard repairs.
He firmly believes that when Ning Que's sword meets the sword in his hand, there will definitely be the slightest stagnation.
Because as long as you are human, you will definitely think.
Just thinking, Ning Que will think of Chao Xiaoshu from the sword in his hand.
Why is Chao Xiaoshu's sword in his own hand?
Chao Xiaoshu really lost to himself?
Is Chao Xiaoshu alive or dead?
If you live towards Xiaoshu, Ning Que, can you still cut it down with this knife?
Don't you worry about cutting this knife, Chao Xiaoshu will follow me in the funeral?
You think you can stop thinking by closing your eyes and not looking at this sword?
Liu Yiqing thought coldly.
He firmly believes that Ning Que can think. So even if Ning Que possesses non-human willpower and can guarantee that there is no stagnation in his sword swing, there will definitely be a gap in his mood.
The strong fight for victory and defeat, and victory or defeat is often only in one thought.
Liu Yiqing knew that he could grasp the gap in Ning Que's mood, and he had been preparing for this for a long time.
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However, Ning Que's movements did not stop at all.
With his eyes closed, he slashed forward with a knife, which was so decisive and fierce.
His thoughts didn't stop either.
The reason he closed his eyes. It's not that I don't want to see Chao Xiaoshu's sword.
He didn't even think about whose sword it was. He didn't even think that Chao Xiaoshu might be dead. It might be better to live in the sword pavilion. If he cut it down by himself, Chao Xiaoshu might really die.
He didn't think about anything. He just wanted to chop off the knife in his hand.
The idea is simple.
Much simpler than Liu Yiqing's idea.
So too powerful too.
The Pudao in Ning Que's hand suddenly became brighter!
Countless golden rays of light sprayed out from the dark knife body, like a sun leaping out of a sea of clouds, and like a burning cloud in the twilight.
The golden light jetted from the blade of the knife was beamed into a fluffy by Ning Que's thought power. Instead of spreading it around, it turned into a flare and hit Liu Yiqing directly on the face.
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Cheng Lixue's hands supporting the window lattice suddenly tightened. Stand up in the car.
There were two clicks, the window lattice shattered, and he smashed a big hole in the carriage wall.
He Mingchi, standing next to the car, did not notice the movement behind him at all. The right hand holding the wheel was strained because of tension. The knuckles were deeply trapped in the wheel, and sawdust was sprayed everywhere.
The two looked at the side entrance of the college in shock, and shouted inconceivably: "Divine Art!"
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On the blue brick floor in front of the side entrance of the college. There was a scream.
The brilliance of Ning Quedao's body hit Liu Yiqing's face like a stream of fire. Those pure Haotian divine brilliance came into his eyes, and then pierced into his sea of consciousness, causing him a sharp pain. .
However, there was a real sharp pain in his eyes, and any light disappeared instantly. The world has become dark, no matter how firm his sword is, he can't help but dissipate, and his sword is in chaos.
The Pu knife in Ning Que's hand was slashed on Liu Yiqing's sword.
The sword is powerful.
The wind thunder on the tip of Liu Yiqing's sword. Suddenly flew like ashes, disappeared like smoke.
Like a burning Pudao, continue to cut it down.
The sword in Liu Yiqing's hand was directly turned into numerous fragments.
The sword momentum continues.
Ning Que closed his eyes and shot the knife. He only knew Liu Yiqing's original position.
So when Pu Dao fell, he didn't chop Liu Yiqing's screaming back body, but instead chopped it on the blue brick ground.
But just cut it off, that's enough.
The burning Pudao was slashed on the ground so hard that countless sparks spattered. The Haotian divine radiance on the knife suddenly exploded, turning into a terrifying atmosphere of heaven and earth, and hit Liu Yiqing in the air. Body!
The wind is blowing.
In this awe-inspiring atmosphere of heaven and earth, Liu Yiqing’s body is like a sandbag in a hurricane, flying lightly and diagonally, landing heavily on the hard ground, rolling more than a dozen times in an embarrassing manner. He didn't stop until he hit a peach tree under the hillside.
I only heard a click, I don't know if the peach tree was broken or his bone was broken.
Liu Yiqing supported the peach tree with a trembling right hand and stood up with difficulty.
At this moment, his clothes were torn, blood flowing on his body, stained with dust, it was terrible, the peach blossoms that had been blooming for some time fell like rain, and the color of his body was three points thicker than blood.
The most terrifying thing is that his eyes looked intact as before, even with the biting sword intent at the beginning, but seeing his look blankly looking left and right, he couldn't see things!
After a while, Liu Yiqing finally woke up from the muddy state of mind, but when he was sober, he began to fear, and because of the extreme fear, he began to be crazy.
He stared at the sky with both eyes blankly, holding the remaining sword hilt tightly in his hand, like holding the last straw, waving wildly around him, shouting hoarsely: "How can you use God? Magic! Who taught you the magic!"
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(I will go to bed after a while.) (to be continued)