Daoist Master of Qing Xuan Chapter 85: Lingtai on Taoism

The monk was silent, his eyes focused on the confrontation between the two in the distance.

From the very beginning to the present, the fight between the two is actually just a matter of breath.

The important task of watching the battle suddenly heard the sound of thunder, and the roar of thunder did not shake the world, and it was a little low. A feeling of tremor followed in their hearts, and they instantly seized their spirits.

In an instant, the iron sword in the stone Taoist's hand was stabbed many times. The speed seemed to pierce all the space. The sound of thunder was the symphony of the iron sword piercing the air. In accordance with a certain mysterious law between heaven and earth, heaven and earth mysterious sounds are born.

In an instant, the countless tremors of the tip of the iron sword completely annihilated the sudden emergence of sword energy.

Up to this time, Shi Dao talent showed his peerless demeanor as a sword fairy, and his attainments in swordsmanship. No one is allowed to look down upon him, including Chen Jianmei.

Everyone who watched the battle couldn't help being shocked by the superb swordsmanship revealed by the trembling stone Taoist, and at the same time feeling ridiculous about Shen Lian's arrogance. After all, it was a level of difference, and he actually looked down on a cultivator who had been paying tribute to him for many years.

Shen Lian's mood has not been disturbed or changed. He is not a great swordsman, but he has all the qualities of a great swordsman, calm and calm.

The thunder sound generated by piercing the air did not cause him the slightest disturbance.

Even though there is a slight tingling sensation in his eardrums, the blood in his body is still heavy and has not been shaken away. The sword qi that Mr. Su taught contained infinite mysteries, and even involved some indescribable truth between heaven and earth, and Shen Lian did not cultivate it to an extremely high level.

He didn't even intend to defeat Shi Daoren with this.

Chen Jianmei has a leisurely mind, and the thunder that caused the trembling of the void dissipates in front of him. He stares at the two with amusement, and at the same time understands why Shen Lian does not need to be too imaginary.

In a sense, Taixu's spirit is the nemesis of all mana in the world, and can disintegrate the spells cast by the enemy.

Shi Dao Ren has returned to Dan monk for many years, and he was born in Jian Xiu, full of mana. Almost condensed into sword aura, extremely condensed, even if Shen Lian can resolve part of the opponent's attack, it will also have a great burden on himself. The odds of winning are not great.

He responded with a wooden sword, which seemed to be constrained by Jin Kemu, only Chen Jianmei could see that Shen Lian's wooden sword had something strange. It was an unspeakable feeling, which made his bright Jianxin feel a yearning.

In an instant, Shen Lian and Shi Dao Ren started a real confrontation.

Shi Daoren just solved those invisible sword auras, although it consumed some sword intent, but the iron sword was still at its peak at the moment, and Jin Kemu had the absolute upper hand.

In one thought, the tip of the wooden sword and the tip of the iron sword fought countless times. The sound of wind and thunder was agitated. The two of them almost disappeared from sight. In a short time, they only saw the surrounding vegetation, which broke off one after another, and the ground seemed to be turned over by some indescribable force.

The smoke and dust stagnated a little bit, and in the mist, everyone could still see the two figures staggered apart, and suddenly they heard a strange sound.

Shen Lian's wooden sword absorbs the emptiness in his body at an extraordinary speed, turning it into the most basic energy, and at the same time, the heaven and earth vitality is madly poured into the wooden sword. So that it couldn't bear it, it trembled, and its frequency was not even lower than the thunder sound made by the stone Taoist iron sword just now.

Tao Ren Shi would never allow Shen Lian to gather energy calmly under his nose. The two of Shicai fought countless times in an instant, which was a great burden to the body, so there was a temporary interest rate adjustment at this time.

It's just that Shen Lian is even crazier than him, and he doesn't leave himself a buffer.

He doesn't know what kind of pain Shen Lian has suffered in Youhe in the past many years. Although Shen Lian's body has not reached the plot of King Kong's incorruptible sword, the impact of mana on his body. Hardly any impact.

Even if Shen Lian exploded all mana in a sudden, his physical condition could withstand it.

It's not like a stone Taoist. Even if you don't care about your own life and death, you can't fully use your mana in an instant burst.

This is that even if you return the pill, it is already a flesh and blood body. Not only does the mana have a limit, but the body's meridian and acupoints can withstand the explosion, but also has a limit.

Therefore, only the long-lived real person, trained as the soul of the earth immortals, can be called a sentence, with boundless magical power and vast magical powers.

This time, the tip of Shi Daoren's iron sword did not tremble at all, making Void sing harmony with thunder. Ren and Jian turned into a ray of blue light, and they moved straight towards Shen Lian, losing any changes.

Even if you can see the eyesight at the end of the autumn, you will never see this line of sword style, any skewness or fluctuations.

This kind of fusion of man and sword produces a kind of extremely simple beauty.

It's like on a piece of snow-white rice paper. The great painter only needs to draw a straight line with pen and ink to make the whole painting paper come alive and give birth to an infinite artistic conception.

Shen Lian's wooden sword suddenly brightened, and at this moment the setting sun faded with the last afterglow. This coincidence seemed to be inevitable.

The wooden sword is like being ignited~IndoMTL.com~Bright flames emerge from the tip of the sword, and everyone seems to have heard phoenix sounds in their ears. This is not transmitted from the air, like light, without trembling eardrums. Just for you to hear.

Someone flashed a thought in a flash, wood made a fire, and fire suppressed gold.

The sharp flame of the wooden sword resembled the head of a phoenix bird, and its beak lightly touched a ray of blue light made by the Taoist Stone.

The Taoist snorted, and the monk thoughtfully.

Fire is not ordinary fire, but evolves with the fire of Nirvana of the Phoenix.

A few drops of molten iron fell from the air, dripping onto the ground, and the Shidao Renren sword suddenly separated, paying attention to the iron sword that had melted.

The body suddenly exploded, turning into countless subtle sword auras, wiping out all the robes into dust.

Only a remnant sword remained, whining lowly, without stopping.

Shen Lian is already standing in the distance, with a wooden sword fastened around his waist, with an extraordinary demeanor that makes no one dare to look down upon this delicate and beautiful young man.

Chen Jianmei walked to him comfortably, patted Shen Lian's shoulder, and injected a pure and extremely pure sword energy into Shen Lian's body, sorting out the meridian and acupuncture points that flowed a little intricately for him.

A young man, a young man, one after another, walked towards the vast sea.

Within ten miles, no monster or monk came out to stop him.

After all, there are very few monks in the world who don't care about their lives like Taoist Stone. If they are severely injured, there are still a few who are willing to try again, but now it seems unnecessary.

The monk wearing the damaged mans shoes said: "Really fellow Taoists, with these two people here, it seems that Qingxuan will not be the bottom of the list next time on the spiritual platform."

To be continued.