At the moment of the explosion, Jian Chi was the one closest to Po Qiong.
Jian Chi only felt an explosion explode in front of his eyes, and the terrifying power swallowed up Jian Chi.
The heat wave swept over and destroyed the world.
The icicles shattered inch by inch in the explosion, and cracks spread across the entire icicles.
Boom!
The icicles collapsed, and huge chunks of ice fell from hundreds of meters in the air.
The sword cultivator on the icicle was also affected by the explosion and had to save himself in the flames.
But after all, they were hundreds of meters high in the sky below their feet. After the force of the explosion was removed, everyone kept jumping into the ice in the air and fell towards Jianhu Lake.
"What the hell did this guy do?"
No one understood what happened just now and why the masked boy did what he did.
Until now, everyone is confused and confused.
The swordsmiths of the Sword Making Mountain all looked at the mushroom cloud exploding in the sky, feeling shocked and slightly panicked.
Even the eldest swordsmith in Jianlu has never seen anyone treat a centuries-old sword like this.
A century-old sword is extremely tough, but if something goes wrong, these hundred years of time and countless efforts will be wasted.
Tong Qingshan was angry because someone treated their hard work like this.
Guo Ji said calmly: "Why panic? If Jianlu's Hundred Years Sword can't withstand such an explosion, why call it a Century Sword? Take down the sign as soon as possible to avoid embarrassing our ancestors."
Boom boom boom!
Huge ice chunks broken from the icicles continued to fall on the ice of Jian Lake, and the heavy impact made the entire Sword Making Mountain tremble.
The sword cultivator who had just come down the mountain looked back towards the mountain and said fearfully: "The boss must have stolen the sword for us, and those swordsmiths were furious."
"Then should we go back and help the boss? After all, the sword was taken by others."
"Go back. We're not enough for those swordsmiths to stuff their teeth into. May the boss make it down the mountain successfully!"
The shocking scene made all the creatures in the entire Sword-making Mountain tremble.
Li Haomiao smiled helplessly and thought to himself: This kid can still do it.
This explosion was exactly Yu Zhi's plan.
He helped everyone break the Qi blockade, he just tried the Spring Flower Sword Intent.
When he understood this sword intention, he felt that his body was full of vitality, and the flowing Qi also cheered for joy.
Yu Zhi realized that this sword intention was not simple.
The broken dome that flew out from Yu Zhi's hand carried a red fire talisman.
He activated the talisman early, only to injure everyone. Otherwise, the Jian Chi closest to Po Qiong might be seriously injured.
From the black mushroom cloud flashing with flames, a sword shadow flew out, making an extremely sharp sound.
No one noticed all this except Ye Qinghuan.
Ye Qinghuan, who had dodged earlier, stepped forward and rushed into the flames.
This was an opportunity that Yu Zhi had finally created for him, and he couldn't afford to miss it.
For a time, countless cold lights burst out from the flames, and beams of light pierced all the clouds.
The cold light moved the sky, and the mountains and rivers trembled with a sword!
Ye Qinghuan can only rely on Ye Qinghuan to do the next thing.
But the one Yu Zhi believed in most was Ye Qinghuan.
Perhaps there are several sword cultivators present who can be recognized by the Hundred Years Sword, and Ye Qinghuan is definitely one of them.
Like Ye Qinghuan, what these people lack is an opportunity.
Ye Qinghuan held Po Qiong with both hands and desperately used Shuang Mie Sword Intent. He wanted to use the immature Po Qiong Sword Intent for his own use, so that Po Qiong could surrender to his hands.
With the extremely cold sword intent, the coldness of human hearts and the coldness of falling ice, who will win in the end.
In just a few breaths, Ye Qinghuan had already lost all feeling in his limbs. He just opened his eyes and used his own will to activate the Frost Extinguishing Sword Intent.
Shuang Mie Sword will win, and he will win!
Among the smoke and cold light, Ye Qinghuan's figure floated in and out of sight.
This is a war, a war between one man and one sword.
The fierce flames and cold light intertwined, giving off a different kind of brilliance.
This kind of brilliance is breathtaking, as if it can destroy everything in the world.
"Qing Huan, I can only rely on you from now on." Yu Zhi landed on several ice cubes one after another, and finally succeeded in landing in the square.
Countless potholes have appeared on the ground, all formed by broken icicles and falling ice. Layers upon layers of ice debris are scattered on the ice.
The moment Yu Zhi landed, Cao Jiujian rushed in front of Yu Zhi.
"You bastard, what do you want to do? Stirring stick, if you don't want to break the sky, why are you causing trouble!" Cao Jiujian grabbed Yu Zhi's collar and asked.
Yu Zhi raised his hands, showed an innocent smile, and said: "Brother Cao misunderstood. Who doesn't want a century-old sword? Aren't my skills inferior to others? Everyone, you are so persistent in pursuing me. I am afraid, so I will naturally throw Po Qiong away. ”
Cao Jiu's sword was furious. He had been busy for so long, but the mantis was catching the cicada and the oriole was behind him. After the oriole, there were several oriole.
"Alas!" Cao Jiujian sighed helplessly, and loosened Yu Zhi's clothes with a wave of his hand.
Jianshu looked at the thick smoke and black clouds in mid-air, and the flames were still flickering.
The icicle has been broken in half. Without Lingxu's ability to control the air, he would never be able to touch the broken dome again.
"Time is also destiny..." Jianshu sighed, "I don't know who broke into that black cloud."
At this moment, everyone had a vague feeling that the sword cultivator who was fighting against the Sky-Breaking Sword Intent in the sky would become the Sky-Breaking Sword Master.
Bai Yu opened his eyes, stared at the sky, and clenched his hands into fists.
"Ye Qinghuan, he is Ye Qinghuan!"
Bai Yu's voice reached everyone's ears.
Cao Jiujian was stunned and murmured: "It turns out to be Ye Qinghuan."
Ever since he entered Zhujian Mountain, Ye Qinghuan has always been very low-key, even more low-key than those unknown sword cultivators.
This made everyone seem to have forgotten the existence of this top player on the Qingyun Trial Ranking List.
Now, this young man known as a swordsman genius once again shows his due style.
Everyone in the square stood up and looked at the figure in the sky.
Li Haomiao picked up the wine gourd at his waist, feeling happy and focusing on wine!
These two boys are really competitive.
Xiang Yan looked at Li Haomiao and said, "Yu Zhi is dead, and Ye Qinghuan should be your only junior. If you don't want him to die in Nanzhou, take him away as soon as possible after today."
Li Haomiao's eyes turned cold, and his strong murderous intention made everyone present seem to have seen the gate of hell.
"I will avenge Xiao Yu'er! I will also avenge big brother!"
Xiang Yan said calmly: "You have been defeated by the Lord."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Haomiao stopped talking.
Xiang Yan thought Li Haomiao admitted failure.
Silence is a kind of concession.
But Li Haomiao turned his head away, looking lonely, minding his own drinking, but in fact he was suppressing a smile.
Acting, what is acting?
I have watched so many opera excerpts in Nanzhou Prefecture over the years, and they finally came in handy.
...
At this moment, a sword energy burst out from the ground, approaching Ye Qinghuan's figure.
"Seeking death!" Yu Zhi roared angrily.
Yu Zhi is always vigilant about every move of the people around him, lest someone do harm to Ye Qinghuan.
What I worried about still happened.
Yu Zhi jumped up and shot out a sword energy from the long sword in his hand, blocking the blow that killed Ye Qinghuan.
"Bai Yu...you are really a disaster!" Yu Zhi stared at Bai Yu, no longer caring about hiding his identity.
Bai Yu stared at Yu Zhi, who had been injured before. But he still hasn't given up his delusion about Po Qiong.
"It's you, it's you! Hahaha!" Bai Yu suddenly laughed crazily.
"Yu Zhi, it's really you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone stared at Yu Zhi.
For example, after Cao Jiujian and others came to Nanzhou Mansion, they had all heard of the name Yu Zhi, especially the incident in Baiwei Tower.
"Yu Zhi, is he Yu Zhi? Didn't it mean that Yu Zhi was poisoned by peacock feathers and died?"
"If he is Yu Zhi, he should have such cultivation."
"Fortunately, I have been thinking about where this sword cultivator came from, and he has such a talent. He understood a sword's intention just by walking on the mountain road."
Xiang Yan looked at Li Haomiao again and saw that Li Haomiao's expression was calm, and he was convinced of this fact.
Yu Zhi is still alive!
Bai Yu sneered: "If anyone is willing to give up the century-old sword to Ye Qinghuan, only you, Yu Zhi, can do it!"
"Now, don't you dare to take off your mask? Yu Zhi!"
Bai Yu roared, if it wasn't for Yu Zhi, he might have become the master of the Sky-Breaking Sword. One can imagine his anger towards Yu Zhi.
Yu Zhi shrugged and took off the mask that covered his face, revealing a delicate face.
Sooner or later, this identity will be exposed.
"Good people don't live long, and misfortune lasts for thousands of years. Speaking of which, I have no grudge against you, but you are always against me. Is it interesting?"
Bai Yu looked at Yu Zhi with disdain. Even though Yu Zhi had reached the seventh level of Open Monument, he still looked down upon Yu Zhi.
"It's boring. Your shameful questioning is not worthy of my attention. It's just that everyone wants a century-old sword, and everyone depends on their own methods. You can stop me, how can you stop others?
Bai Yu's words also reminded those sword cultivators.
As long as Ye Qinghuan doesn't let Po Qiong recognize his master, others will still have a chance.
The sword maniac has been waiting for a whole hundred years, just to break the sky with this sword. He couldn't afford the next hundred years.
Sisters Zhu Qing and Zhu Lan also looked at Ye Qinghuan in the clouds.
Everyone's eyes were once again full of fighting spirit.
The sword box behind Cao Jiujian unfolded, and nine flying swords were suspended around him.
Jianshu put down the book box, took out an ancient book, held it in his hand, and held the sword in the other hand.
Yu Zhi glanced at everyone, the wind and snow gathered around him, and thunder surged. He said with the slightest threat: "Everyone, give me some face, and please don't take action against Qing Huan."
Jian Chi snorted coldly. "Boy, who do you think you are?"
Obviously, not only Jian Chi, Cao Jiujian and others also planned to take action.
The world is still uncertain. If Ye Qinghuan is interrupted, they will still have a chance.
Buzz!
There was a sword chant, and several sword lights burst out from the hands of a middle-aged sword cultivator.
Someone has already taken the lead.
Yu Zhi shook his head and sighed softly.
It's a bit troublesome, but I still have to use these back-ups after all.
"Qian is the sky, Kun is the earth, Yin and Yang are unified, and the stars are transformed into an array."
"By the order of the Lord of Nebula, kill!"
