Chapter 635: The sword energy is close to the sky, and Xu Longxiang is still fighting when he traps the beast.
One side is still fighting when he traps the beast, while the other side is still standing still. How can the chess pieces compete with the chess outside the game compete with the chess players? It seems obvious. What’s even more terrifying is that Huang Qing’s “new sword” not only did not decline again in one go, but instead made the moves more and more successful, and the artistic conception of the sword art gradually became better. The more Xu Longxiang struggled fiercely with her virginity and virginity, the more meticulous and seamless the spirit of Huang Qing’s sword moves was. It seems that this sword energy, who is determined to justify the Beimang sword path, is using Xu Longxiang as a sword-grinding stone. The more indestructible the grinding stone is, the more sharp the sword is. No matter how shallow and narrow the vision is, the outsider knows that when the half sword is unsheathed, its power will surely be that you can reach the realm of a Bodhisattva on earth with the golden body, and you will have to destroy it with one sword.
The boy in the chessboard was hit by a sword energy as thick as his arms. His thin body rolled out several large circles in the air. After his feet landed on the ground, he still slid seven or eight feet all the way, cutting two marks on the sand. It was just that the yellow sand and dust were suppressed by the sword energy, and it was suppressed again after only a little more than a year of floating.
Seeing the smallest, Xu Longxiang did not move at all and did not touch Huang Qing’s sword energy to counterattack, but as long as she was on the chessboard, she would always compete with the sword intent covering the Sanli area. But even so, Xu Longxiang’s tireless running and rushing tirelessly did not show any fatigue. What people call the power of the world is extremely powerful, and it is extremely soft when used on a young man.
Xu Longxiang raised her head and looked at the blue-clothed swordsman in the distance. Her eyes burst into a mysterious golden light and rushed forward again, but this time she was not running in a straight line.
The boy’s figure left a long list of frozen afterimages on the sand, and his running path was vaguely visible, and he was messy in a short distance. If he stretched out and looked at it, it would be a half-moon arc. Without exception, those afterimages were destroyed and dissipated under the crushing of sword energy. When the last afterimage, which was only ten feet away from Huang Qing, disappeared, the swordsman with a close sword energy raised his arms, put his fingers together, and made a slinging drop. During this period, he paused three times. Each time, the sword energy in front of Huang Qing became stronger and stronger. After pressing three hands in a row, the spirit between the two increased greatly, and the sharpness appeared. The chess game played by Huang Qingtu was particularly thick and strong in an instant, just like adding three huge pieces to the chessboard that could be considered a violation of the rules.
Xu Longxiang collided three times, and it was louder and louder every time. The last time she broke the sword energy, her body, which had always been as powerful as a bamboo shoot, showed a trace of stagnation for the first time. Huang Qing smiled slightly, turned his wrist, transformed into a hang, and a sword energy broke out from the ground, tilted upwards, and hit a piece of air, like waiting for a rabbit to knock the Xu Longxiang that flashed instantly.
“Elephant” says: The earth is quiet and carries all things. Then Huang Qing’s sword is based on the ground and seeks it in one go.
Xu Longxiang, who was knocked into the air, had no time to respond, and was left one by one by one after another.The sword energy drawn from the ground hit the body. The sword energy was as sharp as the ground dragon and yellow dragon, and even if Xu Longxiang was knocked back to the ground, it did not stop. The boy inserted his hands into the ground and his feet against the sand, trying to narrow the retreat distance. But the sword energy was so powerful that the young man kept exploding yellow fog. When a wisp of sword energy hit the left shoulder, Xu Longxiang obviously fell down his shoulder, and his chest almost pressed against the ground. When he slapped his left hand, he raised his shoulders and barely blocked them. The second, third, fourth… countless sword energy that grew in the earth covered with yellow sand fell down again.
The young man, whose body kept sinking inch by inch, made hooks with his hands and five fingers, and held them tightly on the ground.
There was once a tyrant in the Great Chu Dynasty who could carry a tripod. Even if you, Xu Long, is capable of the gods, can you withstand the weight of heaven and earth?
Huang Qing really wants to see it. Since the original intention of using Xu Longxiang to sharpen this new sword has been over, Huang Qing thought of using the talented young man to weigh the weight of the monk in white to lay the foundation for a future battle.
When the thoughts come, the energy will be born, and the space will be spread to the world. This is Huang Qing, who is unwilling to be inferior to others, takes a different approach. Unlike Li Chungang, who is conceited with “one sword in the world”, and also from Deng Tai’a, who “the ultimate sword technique is the Tao”.
Ding Fengbo has just halfway out of his sword, so he has such aura. Huang Qing is very likely to have touched the threshold of the Land Sword Immortal.
There was a joke in Qi Xuanjian in Longhu Mountain that was circulating in the world: it means that Xuan is just a bent slave, the celestial phenomena just bow their heads and beg, and the land gods sit cross-legged. What it means is that for the celestial beings, Zhiming Xuan is just a servant who is bowing and entering the realm of celestial phenomena, but he is still lucky to beg for some secrets of heaven. Only by becoming a land god can one not bow his head or bend down, but he is only sitting cross-legged between heaven and earth, which is still a little shorter than the way of heaven. According to legend, an unknown master went to the Demon-Slaying Platform to ask Qi Xuanjian, attacking his shield with his spear, and asking Qi Xuanjian how he handled himself. It is said that Qi Dazhenren just smiled and answered: I am sitting cross-legged and stretched out my feet.
He is worthy of being the reincarnation of Lu Zu, who once passed by Tianmen but failed to enter.
Qi Xuanjian also said a strange prophecy surrounded by clouds and mist: there is a difference between life and death in land gods, but there is no difference between high and low.
No matter whether Huang Qing stands or sits at that time, once he achieves the sword fairy realm that the power of heaven and earth is used by me, and if he is not within the three religions, he will be qualified to be called invincible.
Huang Qing opened his eyes and looked at the boy who was almost lying on the ground. His eyes looked a little pity, both with the talent of regretting the boy and a bit obscure self-mockery. Taiping Ling once said that there must be herbs where poisonous snakes appear, and this is the law of heaven where everything in the world restrains everything. The net of sky is vast, the more the carp turns into a dragon, the more difficult it is to escape. Four hundred years ago, Gao Shulu was invincible in the world and closed the mountain for the nameless Taoist You Fang. Li Chungang’s swordsman was known as being on par with the sky. If he wanted to open the sky gate, he would open the sky gate. He was also restrained by Wang Xianzhi. In the end, Wang Xianzhi died at the hands of Xu Fengnian.So when he enters the threshold of a land god as a martial artist outside the Three Sects, who will be the destined enemy?
Huang Qing calmed down his mind and thoughts. Xu Longxiang in front had been bombarded into the pit by countless sword energy. In his vision, within hundreds of feet of the circle with the boy as the center, yellow dragon sword energy rose from the ground, like buds blooming, hitting the boy’s back without interruption, making him unable to have a chance to breathe in an instant. After all, it is reasonable to have a dragon and elephant power that is inferior to the vast atmosphere of heaven and earth. Although Huang Qing felt a little regretful that the young man could not let himself shoot his sword in the end, it was not easy to be able to survive for so long by relying solely on his body in a game of swords. Huang Qing didn’t want to use this to kill Xu Longxiang, not because he was afraid of being hated by the young King of Northern Liang in the future, but because Huang Qing could have the realm of today’s sword master and had a matching mind.
Huang Qing reached out and pressed the Dingfengbo, and suddenly pushed back to the scabbard, “Let’s Tianyuan.”
At the same time, a terrifying sword energy as thick as the roots of the mountain fell from the sky.
The sword energy exploded into the earth, just like the famous sword returning to the sheath.
The sword energy was so rich that it was like an exaggerated flow of water. It overflowed wildly from the big pit, flowing rapidly several feet away from the outer edge of the big pit, soaking in yellow sand.
Huang Qing sighed slightly in his heart and was about to turn around and return to Gusai Prefecture.
Suddenly, the storm wave in his hand trembled slightly, and the amplitude became larger and larger.
Huang Qing frowned and looked at the big pit again.
I clearly could not detect a trace of vitality, but because of this, the laughter that was squeezed out from my throat by a wild beast seemed particularly terrifying.
A ragged figure gradually walked out along the slope of the pit, hunched over and lowered his hands.
When he raised his head, Huang Qing saw a pair of golden eyes.