The man roared loudly and slashed down with his long sword.
Only then did Gu Qingxi clearly see the long sword in the opponent's hand, and couldn't help but feel secretly ashamed. The long sword's canine teeth were densely covered with scars. It was obviously not a magical weapon, or even a magic weapon. At most, it was slightly wider and thicker than an ordinary long sword.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have dared to believe that a monk in the middle stage of becoming a god could use such a mutilated mortal sword to cut back the flow of a waterfall.
Gu Qingxi has always been confident in her sword skills. But when she saw the opponent's long sword and the power of the opponent's sword, she realized that she was still far behind. Even the most proud Seven Swords of the Meteor Sky had just stepped onto the threshold of the avenue of swords. That’s all.
Not daring to think too much, Gu Qingxi drew her sword and faced him.
"Qiang!" Although this is the world of sword intent, everything is so real. Amidst the crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, an extremely powerful force poured into her arm along the long sword and poured into her inner organs. , pouring into the eight extraordinary meridians, limbs and bones.
Gu Qingxi took a few steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood.
No wonder it could make a waterfall flow backwards. Only then did Gu Qingxi realize how overbearing this sword was.
The man did not pursue him. He glanced at him lightly, put away his sword, and looked towards the mountains in the distance.
There was no joy in his expression, but a look of loneliness as if he was at a high place.
Being ignored, the once strongest man in the three continents was so gorgeously ignored.
Of course, Gu Qingxi would not give in so easily, let alone be ignored like this. Even she herself couldn't remember the last time she was ignored like this.
"Come again." A nameless anger emerged from the depths of his heart. Gu Qingxi wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and struck the man with a sword.
This sword was as fast as a meteor and as fast as lightning, which almost brought her sword skills to the extreme.
But the man remained unmoved, facing her sideways, and swept out with his sword at will.
"Qiang!" With a crisp sound, Gu Qingxi stepped back again.
Huge power poured into the arm along the long sword, and several meridians ruptured at the same time. Blood flowed along the white fingers to the hilt of the sword, and then dripped down Xue Han's long sword to the ground, splashing with charming blood flowers.
Severe pain also poured into his heart and soul, which was more than ten times stronger than the pain in his body.
If other monks were under such pain, they would have lost their will to fight long ago and would no longer have the courage to take action, but Gu Qingxi was different.
In a daze, she seemed to have returned to her previous life, to that hell on earth where zombies were raging.
At that time, she was on the verge of death almost every day and night. Being hurt again and again has already tempered her indestructible will.
Looking at the majestic figure in front of her and his indifferent eyes, the blood in her body began to boil. The fighting spirit is also burning like a raging fire.
"Come again." Gu Qingxi gripped the sword tightly and charged forward again.
"Qiang, Qiang, Qiang..." crisp sounds sounded one after another among the mountains.
The meridians on Gu Qingxi's body were broken one after another, and even the bones seemed to be shattered by the shock. The white clothes were also soaked in blood.
Boundless pain surged into her heart and soul like waves, making her almost unable to control herself.
But Gu Qingxi's face showed a trace of unconcealable joy.
She realized it, and she felt the unstoppable and domineering meaning in the opponent's sword skills.
Even though it was just a subtle insight, to Gu Qingxi, this insight was like a key to a treasure house. As long as she persisted, she would be able to fully comprehend the opponent's sword intention.
Holding back the pain, Gu Qingxi gritted her teeth and continued to attack the middle-aged man again and again...
The meridians continued to rupture, the ground under his feet was soaked with blood, and his soul seemed to be torn apart by the pain, but the power of Gu Qingxi's sword became stronger and stronger.
Finally, as Gu Qingxi slashed out with another sword, the whole world changed color, and the mountains under his feet trembled under the overbearing sword intent.
"Boom!" The long swords clashed, and there was a deafening loud noise.
Gu Qingxi, who was covered in blood, stood firmly on the spot, but the middle-aged man took half a step back.
Even though it was only a small half step, to Gu Qingxi, it felt like he had crossed a huge chasm.
I succeeded, and I finally fully realized the overbearing sword intention. Looking at the surrounding mountains and the endless sky, Gu Qingxi actually had the urge to look up to the sky and roar.
The middle-aged man made no move. He stared at Gu Qingxi for a long time, a gratified smile appeared on his cold face, and then slowly disappeared.
Just run away? Aren't you very arrogant when you tortured me just now? You didn't even bother to look at me. Now you suffered a little loss and ran away without saying a word. Can you not be so shameless?
Gu Qingxi finally turned defeat into victory, and was just about to avenge her shame, but she didn't expect that the other party disappeared in the blink of an eye without saying a word. She felt angry and disappointed in her heart, and she almost couldn't hold back the curse.
However, she was not disappointed for long. After a while, the scene in front of her changed, and an old man with white beard and hair appeared in front of her.
Different from the previous middle-aged man with a rough and cold face, this old man has a kind face and an upright look. At first glance, he looks like a respected senior man, and it is easy for people to feel close to him.
Seeing Gu Qingxi, the old man showed a smile that made people feel like spring breeze, bent down and saluted.
Obviously, this is also the meaning of challenge.
Although he knew that this was the world of sword intention, which was equivalent to an illusion, seeing that the old man was so dignified and courteous, Gu Qingxi still subconsciously bowed in return.
At this moment, a cold light suddenly flashed from the corner of her eyes, and a long sword stabbed towards her heart like a poisonous snake.
In an instant, Gu Qingxi felt a chill rushing from behind.
Although he was in the illusion of sword intent, all the feelings were exactly the same as in the real world. If his sword stabbed his central vein, his soul might be destroyed. Even if she had two souls, she couldn't bear to waste it like this.
Without any time to think, Gu Qingxi retreated and blocked with her sword.
Fortunately, just when she understood the domineering sword intention and defeated the middle-aged man, the injuries on her body healed instantly, and the consumed power of consciousness was completely restored, as if nothing had happened.
Otherwise, she would really be unable to cope with the old man's sudden sword attack. Gu Qingxi felt very happy.
Unfortunately, it turned out that she was happy a little too early.
The old man's sword move was not only sudden, but the angle of the sword was also weird, cunning and vicious to the extreme.
Even though Gu Qingxi's condition had returned to its peak, she could only barely avoid the vital point of her heart and was still stabbed in the ribs by his sword.
Blood arrows sprayed out, and the heartbreaking pain surged into his heart and soul again.
After retreating more than ten steps away, Gu Qingxi stopped and quickly tapped a few fingers under his ribs to stop the bleeding.
The old man did not pursue him. He held the sword behind his back with his right hand and held his long snow-white beard with his left hand. He looked at Gu Qingxi like an honest elder looking at his descendants. His smile should be gentle, gentle and kind. How kind.
Seeing his demeanor, Gu Qingxi was so angry that she wanted to spit in his face: What a bullshit moral and respectable person, what a bullshit righteousness, what a bullshit moral integrity, this old man's despicable shamelessness was simply outrageous.
Full of anger, Gu Qingxi took the initiative and rushed forward.
Then, with another stream of blood arrows, he retreated at a faster speed.
Despicable to the despicable, shameless to the shameless, but no one can deny that this old man's sword skills are of a different kind, bringing the insidious and vicious to the extreme.
Even though Gu Qingxi had gained experience and was careful and vigilant when taking action, she was still helpless in the face of his strange sword-drawing angle.
No matter how she attacks or defends, she can always let the opponent find a flaw. The only thing she could do was to avoid the vital point and risk being injured to understand the meaning of his sword.
The same scene happened again, Gu Qingxi attacked again and again, and flew back again and again.
And every time she came back, a stream of blood arrows would appear from her body. Although she tried her best to stop the bleeding every time, her white clothes were still soaked in blood.
However, Gu Qingxi was not without gains. Unknowingly, her sword skills had undergone subtle changes. Although they were not as sinister and vicious as the old man's sword skills, they were also treacherous, changeable and mysterious.
"Chi!" I don't know how long it took, but with a soft sound, the long sword in Gu Qingxi's hand pierced the old man's shoulder.
Although it was not a vital part and the stabbing was not deep, Gu Qingxi was still ecstatic: it was successful, she had successfully understood the old man's strange sword intention!
Suppressing the ecstasy in her heart, Gu Qingxi quickly drew out her sword and stabbed it towards the old man's chest.
After this fight, she couldn't even remember how many swords she had received and how much blood she had shed. Even though she was in an illusion, the pain was real.
It would be difficult to eliminate the hatred in her heart unless she stabbed the old man into a sieve.
Unfortunately, Gu Qingxi was destined to have no chance of revenge.
She was only halfway through with her sword when the old man's face showed that sanctimonious and kind smile again, and he disappeared in a flash.
"No way, why are all of them so shameless? When they have the upper hand, they chase and beat people so hard that they want to torture them to death, and then immediately run away from them after suffering a small loss. Where did Gong Yeli find such a shameless person? The sword intention on the face?" Gu Qingxi finally couldn't help complaining.
But soon, Gu Qingxi no longer even thought about complaining.
