Chapter 634 The sword energy is close to the sky, and Xu Longxiang is trapped in the beast and still fighting
Huang Qing reached out and pressed the Dingfengbo, and suddenly pushed back to the scabbard, “Road to Tianyuan.” ‘At the same time, a terrifying sword energy as thick as the roots of the mountain fell from the sky.
In the distance, the chess swordsman Huang Qingquan was snatching, and the ancient sword on his waist was still out of the sheath less than two inches.
When the two sides fought, no one watched the battle except the black tiger. The bronze master a hundred miles away also rushed to the east for some reason and left for the purple air.
But if someone sees this scene, without knowing that the sword energy is close to Huang Qing’s identity, even a second-rank master will regret that this swordsman is squandering his sword energy so much. When a master fights an enemy, he does not compete with the whistle, but should pay attention to conserving his momentum without exercising. After taking action, he will kill him with one blow. The swordsman in the blue shirt had a strong momentum before fighting like this, which was really too arrogant. Only by entering the pinnacle of the first-grade master of the Zhixuan realm can some clues be seen: this swordsman is not the kind of deliberate demonstration in the street fighting of rogues in the market, nor is it the predecessor of the two armies confronting each other, but the momentum of this man who has not yet made his sword is too strong!
When the moon is full, it will be decay, and when the water is full, it will overflow.
Huang Qing’s sword energy is so strong that it has reached a terrifying situation where you need to deliberately suppress it in order to avoid hurting others.
Chess and swords are yellow and green, and they really live up to the name of the “sword energy is close to each other”.
Since he is already rich enough to rival a country, what if he spends a lot of money?
Huang Qing, who has always closed the current situation, silently said: “A bucket of pearls will give you a gift to the Vajra Realm.”
The sword in the sheath increased from two inches to three inches.
One hu is 100 liters and ten pounds.
A pearl in the world is only heavy, how many pearls should be there in a bucket?
The three-inch sword light suddenly rose, and hundreds of green beads condensed from sword energy instantly bloomed.
Green beads of different sizes of sword energy rolled forward.
Like countless green thunders rolling away from the earth, heading straight for Xu Longxiang.
In the distance, Xu Longxiang, who could already see this spectacular atmosphere, just pulled the corner of her mouth, as if she was disdainful.
The young man raised his arm gently with one hand and punched him hard at the ground.
Xu Fengnian appeared in the Martial Arts College, the colonel of the Northern Liang border army for the first time, and the young Xu Longxiang once beat the drums himself.
The next moment, the young man and the sword energy were close to each other, and sand dunes were constantly blowing and smashing, the earth dragon arched out, and the yellow sand was everywhere in the sky, like a cow turning over.
A young man born in the Vajra realm and possesses the power of a dragon and elephant is close to the sword energy.
The two of them may be a battle of strength that has never happened before.
This battle of strength is like a conflict of contradictions.
The dragon’s power is the greatest in the water, and the elephant power is the highest in the land.
Xu Longxiang, the only lucky person born in the Vajra realm in the world, is known as the most solid shield in Beiliang.
But he met Huang Qing from the Thirteen Prefectures of Beimang. This man was the sharpest spear in Beimang.
Huang Qing’s sword was only three inches away, and his atmosphere was magnificent.
It was like the sword immortal in the sky that broke a string of rosary beads, thousands of beads and sword energy, big beads and small beads fell on the jade plate, and rolled forward.
Xu Longxiang used the yellow sand in the desert as a drum, and punched her punch, causing the scene of a cow lifting her body, turning the earth, and yellow tornados continued to break out of the ground.
The blue pearls condensed by the sword energy collapsed and shattered in the yellow sand, dust filled the sky, obstructing their vision.
Although the earth cow turns over and has the invincible spirit of pulling mountains and rivers, the beads that are pulled by the sword energy contain spirituality. Although most of the ten are broken by tornado yellow sand, no less than a hundred green sword beads still circumvent the sand pillar and rush towards Xu Longxiang.
Xu Longxiang, with a dull face, took a step forward, and a sand wall with a rapid flowing fan was erected in front of her. Beads hit the wall one after another, including the splendor of both jade and stone burning, and the helplessness of hitting the stone with eggs.
The green sword energy flows scattered and the yellow sand is surging.
When a blue shirt failed, he pressed the sword with his left hand and floated silently.
Huang Qing took off the sword from his waist lightly and hit Xu Longxiang’s chest with the hilt. After one blow, Dingfengbo, whose sword body was unsheathed, was knocked back into the sheath!
Xu Longxiang was not knocked away, and her feet were still rooted on the ground, but her body slipped several feet backwards. The boy bent down slightly, forcibly stopped his retreating momentum, and instantly began to sprint, and quickly punched the swordsman in blue.
Huang Qing shook his wrist, crossed his sword in front of him, pressed his left arm and elbow against the scabbard, and resisted Xu Longxiang’s fists.
Ding Fengbo, ranked sixth in the world, made a harsh roar in the sheath, and the scabbard trembled violently.
Xu Longxiang kept the posture of hitting the sword with her fists and continued to run forward, while Huang Qing was pushed backwards and ten feet away.
Huang Qing, whose feet were one foot away from the ground, gently tapped his thumb, smiling, calmly pushing the sword out of the sheath.
A stack of songs.
Xu Longxiang was too lazy to pay attention to what kind of sword move, sword intent and sword force were used, and his fists smashed again.
Two-inch sword, perm.
Three inches means three stacks.