Legend of the Swordking Chapter 810: A mountain is higher than the other
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Li Qingyin smiled slightly, without breaking, and said: "Brother Li, the third person is only Bu Yixuan who has this qualification. There is no second person among the younger generation in the upper world."
"Is it impossible?"
Li Chengze was stunned: "I asked myself that Kendo has reached the mid-level of lucid swordsmanship, and there are not many kendo masters who can reach this point in the upper realm. Don't underestimate the brother."
Li Qingyin frowned and said: "Senior brother, don't insist, Qingyin has already been decided."
Lin Muzhao smiled indifferently: "Li Chengze, if you feel that your cultivation is higher than that of Junior Brother, you are very wrong. The kendo power he masters is far beyond your imagination. Well, sister Qingyin, You guys do it."
"Hmm!"
In an instant, two unparalleled figures flew out together, and at the moment when they stimulated the holy energy in their bodies, they evolved an incomparably powerful kendo rule power around them, the feeling of sharp sharpness was amazing. Li Qingyin arrived before the sword intent, strands of golden text rose from the ground, bushes, and grass leaves, turning into a sword intent and directly slashed towards the holy person in Huangquan who was slaughtering wildly, while Lin Muzhao used the sword. The light is like water, a sword is swung, and the two blue waves are separated, and the mastery of the Shuihan Kendo artistic conception is not inferior to that of Shang Zhuyue, who is among the sages!
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"Chish--"
The two powerful sword intents slashed the surrounding soil and rocks, and directly shook the saint of Huangquan's sword back. He couldn't help but widen his eyes to see who suddenly had such a powerful sword.
In the mist, Li Qingyin's graceful posture stepped out of the air, and words flew out from the golden holy energy on his chest, converging into a Confucianism and Taoism swordsmanship mood, greatly increasing the force of each sword. And Lin Muzhao walked out from the right side, with the same beauty, ripples and rhythms under her slender feet, and each rhythm added an epee intent.
Although the two great saints are only semi-sacred, they are both amazingly talented celestial maidens from the upper realm, and their real combat power is catching up with some of the powerful lower holy realms.
"Interesting, two nice little girls."
The saint of Huangquan swept his war knife, his face was full of arrogance and disdain, and he smiled: "Could it be that the upper realm has not sent a decent saint? Actually let two beautiful girls come to die, That being the case, this saint will perfect you!"
The sword set off a blue true dragon, and the sound of the dragon stunned the people, and forced the surrounding monks from the upper realm to retreat. Only Li Qingyin and Lin Muzhao could stay still. Who ever thought, the palms and palaces of the two great academies The defeats and injuries of the masters finally needed the two most outstanding saints of the younger generation to face the powerful enemies.
With a wave of Li Qingyin’s white jade sword, he immediately set off the true meaning of a heavy sword classic. At the same time, it also combines the three ways of returning to the yuan and the sky wind swordsmanship, making the style that is the windless and rising waves of the sky wind swordsmanship. Her windless waves are the same as Zuo Qiulin and Zhou Hanwen's tricks, but they have a different charm. They are not on the same level at all. Both their perception and strength are more than several times stronger.
Lin Muzhao stabs his sword quickly, and waves of water appear around the blade. In a blink of an eye, a whirlpool appears in front of him, and the endless sword intent surges in it, the nine-epee sword screams wildly, and the world changes color.
"Boom~~~"
With a single blow, the saint of Huangquan's sword intent was completely annihilated, and it was evenly divided.
For a time, a strong murderous intent appeared on the face of Saint Huangquan: "Two little girls, looking for death!"
The second and third swords galloped away, and the sage of Huangquan set off a monstrous turmoil, and the mystery of the rules of the sword appeared all over his body. A blue light rose up into the sky, forming a peerless war sword that pierced his head. Above, this is the manifestation of the sword path level cultivation to the unified realm, and I am afraid it is already the upper realm of the unified realm.
Li Qingyin and Lin Muzhao each demonstrated their abilities, especially Li Qingyin, evolving the power of the realm of the unity of the sword and the heart, the Confucian sacred sword classic burst into the sky, a sword pillar rushed out from the top of the head and connected to the sky. A self-contained Kendo space was formed around it, withstanding more than 60% of the strength, making Lin Muzhao feel better.
"Little Junior Brother, I'm ready to do it." Lin Muzhao waved his sword tactics while transmitting.
At this time, I was hiding in the mist, and I had activated all the five hundred inscriptions of the invisibility cloak, and the whole person seemed to disappear in an instant. I carried the fairy bone sword and launched an offensive from the virtual spirit world in Huangquan. The sage shook Li Qingyin's spit blood and backed away. The fairy bone sword swept away suddenly, turning into a white light and slanting it towards the death gate of Huangquan sage's Tiantu acupoint.
"Wishful thinking!"
The sage of Huangquan yelled violently, and cyan flames burst out all over his body. The blood-colored regular symbols appeared in the red eyes again, and the time around immediately began to stagnate, clearly displaying the power to control time, and his power was too strong. Strong, there are almost signs of stagnation within a radius of tens of miles, the leaves stay in the air, and the birds stop at the moment they flap their wings.
But Huangquan Sage didn't stop, instead he opened his hand with one hand, turning into a tiger claw and rushed towards the fairy bone sword.
Look at me too much.
What I want is this heaven-sent opportunity!
"Chiff--"
Suddenly a white flame appeared on the blade of the Fairy Bone Sword, as if pierced through a layer of paper, breaking through the time rules of the Huangquan Sage. According to the time rule, the Huangquan Sage is obviously inferior. Even though he is a sage of the Middle Ages, the sword spirit of my sword comes from the sacredness of the ancient times. It is even more subtle. The speed instantly surpasses the sage of Huangquan. The blade almost abruptly flips over his palm. Stabbed at extreme speed.
"Hey!"
Sage Huangquan’s face is full of grinning smiles, and wisps of green fire emerge on the surface of the body, which gathers into a cyan armor, covering the top of the golden body. No wonder it can be so sure. It turns out that there is such a trump card. The strength of the heavy green fire armor is very strong, let alone me, even if a genuine sword master comes, a sword will definitely not break!
However, at this moment, the magical brilliance of the rules of the will of the sword spirit appeared on the blade of the fairy bone sword again, which is the mastery of the second-level spatial kendo rules. With a "chick", the fairy bone sword completed a leap in the air. , Through the cyan armor and the strength of the golden body, the sword intent was blasted into the muscles of the sage of Huangquan, the nine-epee sword gang broke out in an instant, and the power of thirty-six times burst together.
"Puff!"
Black blood splashed out, the acupuncture point was broken, and the holy person of Huangquan bleeds for the first time, and the inscription of the golden body began to collapse, like a dam cracked under the impact of a frenzy. It cannot be contained, but it is At this moment, the sage Huangquan had a murderous vision in his eyes, and he slapped it out with a palm of his wounds, and roared: "Dead!"
"All things sword clock!"
The sword intent in my body exploded, forming a thick qi, and at the same time, the protective sword gang appeared, and I burst out of my strongest power almost instantly, just to save my life.
"Boom——"
It was dark in front of my eyes, and his body had flown out. The palm of Huangquan Sage had the aura of destruction. The endless blue fire penetrated into my chest. Before I landed, I was vomiting blood, and the ribs on my chest were even more severe. Four or five roots were broken, and the tingling felt overwhelming.
"Bu Yixuan!"
"Brother!"
Li Qingyin and Lin Muzhao supported my arms from left to right, but the cyan flame spread immediately and swallowed their bodies together. They vomited blood almost at the same time and flew out with me. The cost of dropping a sacred corpse's hole is too great.
In the rumbling voice, the three of them crashed through dense forests, and finally fell into a valley, dismal.
In the distance, Shang Zhuyue struggled to get up, her face full of joy: "Great, attack me, kill this holy corpse at all costs, search the holy corpse forest, and force me out of the culprit! "
Dongfang Qi waved his sword and ordered the Imperial Forest Army to launch an offensive.
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"Senior Girlfriend!"
The fastest person was Zhang Xiuping. He galloped over with a sharp sword in his hand. The moment he saw me, there was a strong murderous intent in his eyes, and I was already unable to move, lying in a pile of crushes. Panting for breath among the stalagmites, there is still a blue flame flying in his body, continuously burning the five internal organs and texture, the flame comes from the combination of holy energy and the rules of death, I am afraid that it is not much more than the poison of Jiuyou!
Lin Muzhao knew what was at stake, and struggling to get up from the ground regardless of his injury, his long sword was slid among the gravel, his hair was a little messy, his eyes were like a waterway: "Zhang Xiuping, I'm fine, you go and help kill Holy corpse!"
"No, you are hurt so badly, you need someone to protect you."
Zhang Xiuping has approached me, and the murder in his eyes is even more intense.
"Zhang Xiuping!"
Li Qingyin hugged my arm at the moment of the severe injury, and did not let go at this time. A little blood was stained on his white coat, mine and hers. At this time, she was lying in my arms. Here, a pair of beautiful eyes is filled with fairy rhyme, and one hand is pressed on my arm’s big cave to penetrate the holy Qi into the rules of expelling death. While sitting up in a slightly embarrassed manner, he raised his hand and sucked in the voiceless sword in the distance. In his hands, the Confucian Sword Classic shined brightly, saying: "I am here to protect them, it's okay, you go and kill the evil spirits."
Zhang Xiuping frowned. He couldn't figure out how much Li Qingyin's strength was left, but he knew that Li Qingyin was a master on the semi-sage list, and even if only 30% of his power remained, he was enough to kill him. Moreover, if the two saints cannot kill three people at the same time, the two saints will definitely let the truth go out of the day, and then the Yu clan will still not be able to escape the extermination.
Zhang Xiuping is a wise man, he will not take risks, nodded and said: "In that case, I will go first."
Looking at Zhang Xiuping's figure walking away, Li Qingyin's eyebrows frowned, and she vomited a mouthful of blood again, and her body was crumbling. Sure enough, her injuries were heavier and attracted most of the green fire power in my body, her injuries Heavier than me and Lin Muzhao.
"Good risk."
Lin Muzhao lowered his voice, looked at the battlefield in the distance with beautiful eyes, and said, "It is always a hidden danger for people like Zhang Xiuping to stay in the White Deer Palace. Maybe after this decisive battle, I should talk to Master. This matter."
Li Qingyin nodded: "Well, it must be done once and for all."
At this moment, a figure drew near, Lu Qingshu, the second person in the White Deer Palace.
"Junior Sister Saint, Junior Brother Step!"
He furrowed his sword eyebrows, and when he looked at us, he knew that the injury was extremely serious. He immediately turned around and drew his sword into the ground. He drew a low drink, and the sea of Confucianism and Taoism opened up a huge restraint around him. He held a sharp sword in his hand. Standing still there, he said solemnly: "You guys heal as soon as possible, I won't let anyone set foot here again."
"Thank you, Brother Lu Qingshu." Lin Muzhao said gratefully.
"You are welcome, hurry up and heal your injuries."