Qi Xianxia did not fly away in a panic.
He was holding the mahogany sword in his hand and took Wu Changqing's punch with the sword body, but was pushed away by a few feet by the fierce punch.
Finally, he slowly stopped in front of Taoist Master Longhu Mountain.
He looked at Wu Changqing with surprise, confusion and solemnity in his eyes.
"It's true that I underestimated you."
"But you said you don't need to use your sword to fight me."
"Oh, I really don't believe it."
Qi Xianxia, who was knocked away by the punch, was not discouraged at all, but had a calm expression.
He waved the long sword lightly in his hand, and the sword body, which was obviously made of wood, emitted a buzzing sound just like the trembling of an iron sword.
Ripples were visible to the naked eye in the void around the sword.
Wu Changqing returned the salute with a punch and stood with his hands behind his back again.
The smile on his face never changed. He stood there, waiting for the Qi Xianxia to gather their sword power and attack him.
Whether it is Wudang or Longhu, the older generation of Taoists have now seen some of Wu Changqing's skills.
"When Wu Changqing took action, he had the Taoist spirit of inaction."
"But more of it is like the rootless Qi of Qi refiners like Nanhai Guanyin Sect."
"Is it possible that the Qi Refiner, who has never been born in the world, also sent people to participate in the world?"
A casual elder from Longhu Mountain stood beside his peers and expressed his opinion.
Judging from Wu Changqing's looming aura when he took action.
Just like that rare Qi Refiner in the world, there is still some gap between him and the Taoist sect.
"No, it's not as simple as being a Qi Refiner."
"Can you see why Wu Changqing's cultivation is here? If it is the group of Qi Refiners from Nanhai, at least his cultivation will be fully revealed when he takes action."
"But even if this kid takes action, people can only notice his obscure aura that can influence the atmosphere of heaven and earth."
"This boy is by no means as simple as a Qi Refiner, let alone a simple Taoist disciple."
Zhao Xichuan has a vicious eye, but he wants to see through Wu Changqing's deeper extraordinary.
The power Wu Changqing masters is definitely more than those of the Nanhai Qi Refiners.
Just when these veterans from Longhu Mountain were talking about Wu Changqing in private.
Qi Xianxia has already struck Wu Changqing with his sword again.
And this sword.
Not only Wu Changqing felt a little different.
Even the group of brothers behind Wu Changqing also had a premonition that something bad was going to happen, and they all retreated a little distance to both sides in advance.
Wait until the sword fell on Wu Changqing.
Wu Changqing moved.
He drew a circle on his chest with one hand, and the vigorous spiritual energy in his hand affected the general trend of the world and absorbed the offensive attack of Qi Xianxia's sword.
At the same time, the other hand quickly pinched the fingers under the sleeve robe.
boom!
There was a loud noise.
Qi Xianxia's sword finally fell.
A deep sword mark about a finger deep and five feet long suddenly appeared on the ground ten feet away from Wu Changqing's front and back.
And around the ground where the sword marks were drawn, the bluestone slab was cracked inch by inch.
This shows how powerful his sword is.
If faced with an ordinary second-level warrior, the second-level warrior would have no room for resistance.
But this sword was against Wu Changqing.
Wu Changqing seemed to have an invisible soft force all over his body, which completely neutralized the force of the sword, and it even failed to land on the ground.
Qi Xianxia looked at Wu Changqing drawing a circle with one hand, and seemed to be making some big move with the other hand.
His face tightened, and he wanted to strike again, but Wu Changqing was forced to react and interrupt the opponent's current action.
But Wu Changqing wanted to be one step ahead of him and made a big move.
"A sword for a sword."
"If you want me to draw my sword, then you have to accept my swordless sword first!"
"go."
Wu Changqing's voice was light, but it sounded like thunder in Qi Xianxia's ears.
He looked up suddenly.
At this time, Wu Changqing also happened to stop drawing circles with his palms, and suddenly waved the palms on his sleeves upwards.
That action.
It's like throwing a flying sword upwards.
Immediately afterwards, Qi Xianxia saw the thrilling scene of the sky rising and thunder shaking.
Boom!
Although the sky above Wudang Mountain today is not a beautiful scene with clear skies, it is still an open blue sky without clouds.
But in this clear blue sky with no clouds, a streak of purple thunder exploded in the sky without warning.
The moment the first purple thunder appeared.
Qi Xianxia was already sweating on his forehead, and looked at Wu Changqing in disbelief, who was also looking at the sky with an expectant expression.
Then his sword intent immediately surged, and countless sharp sword energies emerged out of thin air around him.
Around him, dense nets of sword energy began to form.
He faced the sky sword that was about to fall with all his strength.
The Taoists who are not well versed in the Taoism on the mountain are still wondering why there is such a situation as a sunny day with thunder.
I just thought it was a warning from heaven that something big was going to happen.
Everyone looked at each other.
Only those Taoists who had reached that level of cultivation were stunned, and their hearts were filled with turmoil.
Among them was Zhiheng, who had been defeated by Qi Xianxia with one sword before.
"Elder brother...is this the art of controlling thunder?"
Zhiheng possesses a second-grade cultivation level and a deep understanding of Taoist magical powers.
He could only see that Wu Changqing used his own power to mobilize the power of heavenly thunder, and placed it in the entire Taoist sect. It was also a strange magical power that only a Taoist with extremely advanced Taoism could display.
Just like their Wudang number one swordsman Wang Xiaoping and Uncle Wang, or their head coach, they have the ability to do this.
Unexpectedly, their senior brother, who had only been on the mountain for five years, could do it.
It shocked him to some extent.
"It's not just the art of controlling thunder."
"Chang Qing's move is a bit like using a knife to kill someone."
"By borrowing Qi Xianxia's diamond sword, I am marshaling the power of heaven and earth. When the two come together, they trigger half a catastrophe."
"This is how the clear sky shakes thunder. The next move will definitely shock all the Taoists on the mountain."
Hong Xixiang put his hands in his sleeves, also waiting for that day's sword.
But compared to others, he had already had a battle with Wu Changqing, who had just come out of seclusion.
Naturally, there is no longer much shock.
With Wu Changqing's current strength, it is not that difficult to do this.
The difficult part is the Longhu Mountain side.
I hope that Qi Xianxia will not have his Taoist heart broken by this sword, and will never have the opportunity to reach the top of martial arts with the sword.
Zhiheng nodded confusedly, only understanding a little bit.
Qi Xianxia was already ready to attack, turning 99% of his internal power into the strongest sword in his history.
Under the spotlight.
The second thunder finally arrived as promised.
This time, the purple thunder was no longer a flash in the pan, but struck straight at Qi Xianxia's head.
Purple thunder and lightning illuminated the entire sky, making the sky and the earth pale.
