"He is a sword cultivator, yes! He must be a sword cultivator, and a sword cultivator who has been carefully trained. Only such a sword cultivator can cultivate such a powerful sword intention!"
The older monk shouted excitedly, for fear that others would not know.
Everyone was stunned by what he said, all showing expressions of surprise.
And Zhao Wu's face looked even more ugly at the moment.
Everything An Qing showed was something he couldn't afford to offend.
He is not worried at all now about whether Immortal Shihu can win over An Qing, nor is he worried about whether Immortal Shihu will kill him.
He only worries about one thing now: how to deal with the aftermath!
Although the family has the backing of the Immortal Sect, it is nothing compared to those powerful cultivating families!
An Qing, who held the hilt of the sword, was not in a hurry to draw the sword, but shook his head in his heart.
Nothing is right from beginning to end.
How could the sword intention turn into Qi?
An Qing, who has been copying for ten years, has a place to speak.
Sword intent is sword intent, and qi is qi.
Why is there sword energy? It's just because of the disturbance of sword intention.
Yes, that’s right!
The sword cultivator's sword intention and every movement will disturb the surrounding qi, even the qi existing in the sword cultivator's body. As long as there is disturbance, the so-called sword qi will be formed. Therefore, no matter what the qi disturbed by the sword intention looks like , can all be called sword energy.
Therefore, sword cultivation mainly cultivates sword intention, not Qi.
Sword Qi can also be condensed into strong and weak points, and requires hard training to master, but the most fundamental thing is the sword's intention. Without the support of a strong sword's intention, the sword Qi wielded cannot be invincible, cut everything, and is nothing.
Therefore, as long as you master the sword intention, you can master the sword energy.
An Qing slowly pulled out the black sword.
Master Jian, who wanted to say something, chose to remain silent.
The sword stood in the sky. An Qing looked at Shi Hu and smiled confidently: "I haven't had time to introduce you yet. My name is An Qing. I am a man who will become a sword immortal in the future. Please give me your advice!" After saying that, he flicked his wrist.
Clang!
There was a sound of sword sound.
An Qing's eyes suddenly became deep, and his whole body exuded fierce sword intent. He was instantly surrounded by invisible auras outside his body, like a swimming dragon, following his body until he came to the incomplete black sword blade. , immediately condensed into an invisible sword energy.
Moreover, as the sword energy on the blade increased, it continued to extend upward for several feet, and finally turned into an invisible sword composed entirely of sword energy.
Moreover, the Invisible Sword has a faint tendency to continue to grow.
At this moment, everyone present felt an extremely fierce sword intent, as if just swinging the sword would kill everything.
Everyone held their breath for a moment, staring intently at the arena, anticipating what would happen when the sword fell.
There were also monks in the audience, and they were also looking forward to An Qing's sword.
After all, cross-border battles are not something that can be seen very often. No one would want to fight with a monk whose realm is higher than his own due to his longevity.
Shi Hu also held the knife in his hand tightly at this moment, making a defensive posture at any time. His hands were trembling slightly now, the palms and backs of his hands were sweaty, and his face was a little pale.
As An Qing's opponent, Shi Hu is the one who feels An Qing's terrifying sword intent most intuitively and at the closest distance.
At this moment, he had forgotten all the bullshit realms and just wanted to catch the sword safely.
However, he kept telling himself in his heart not to pick it up but to dodge the sword.
But the strange thing is that An Qing's sword has not fallen down.
Just when the whole place was silent, Shi Hu saw that An Qing had not moved. He glanced at An Qing doubtfully and suddenly showed a surprised look.
I saw An Qing's whole body trembling suddenly, and even the black sword he held high was shaking. However, the invisible sword composed of Qi was getting bigger and bigger. It was not just big, but it seemed to be getting sharper and endless. .
The monks in the audience also saw An Qing's problem. It seemed that it wasn't that he didn't want to swing his sword, but that he couldn't control it.
It's strange, I've never seen anything like this before.
The old referee also changed from surprise to confusion, and finally turned solemn. He stared at An Qing's head with sword energy and seemed to be thinking about something.
But An Qing was very big-headed at this moment. He had long wanted to kill him with a sword, but at the moment when he was about to kill him, suddenly, all the Dao Yuan in his body surged out crazily at this time, and was all wiped out. Black Sword absorbs.
"Master Jian, what's going on?" An Qing asked in surprise.
"Hehe! Are you scared?" Mr. Jian said with a gloating smile.
"Think of a way quickly, I can't hold on any longer." An Qing urged as he didn't have time to joke.
"Who told you kid not to listen? Forget it, I'll help you this time. Just swing the sword and leave the rest to me. Oh, by the way, if you want to kill him, just swing it at him. If you don't want to, just swing it at him. ,what ever."
As soon as Master Jian finished speaking, An Qing felt his hands suddenly move, but immediately there was a violent force coming from the black sword. Before he had time to think, An Qing glanced at Shi Hu, shouted in a deep voice, and swung the sword forward. Down.
Moved!
Everyone stared at An Qing with their eyes wide open.
I saw An Qing swinging his huge sword energy and slashing down. Wherever the sword energy blade passed, it was as if he could cut on the wind. He cut the wind as easily as paper and slashed at Shi Hu's head. go.
Shi Hu fiercely raised his head and looked at the coming sword energy, twitching the corner of his mouth several times, showing a look of despair.
He knew he couldn't take it, but he couldn't run away either.
The moment the giant sword energy fell, he was shocked to find that he was frozen, unable to move his feet at all. The only way to survive was to receive this sword energy.
Is this sword cultivation?
Shi Hu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his face full of bitterness.
If I had known earlier I wouldn't have agreed, ugh!
Just as his mind was spinning, the giant sword was still falling as if breaking through everything. Shi Hu finally gritted his teeth, held the knife above his head with both hands, and poured all his Dao Yuan into the knife, hoping to block this attack. sword.
boom!
The giant sword fell with a loud noise and dust flying.
After a while, the dust dispersed, revealing a deep pit seven or eight feet long and about ten feet wide.
Everyone stared at this scene in stunned silence.
What surprised everyone was that with such a terrifying sword, the Zhao family's mercenary Shi Hu just knelt down on one knee and had no wounds on his body.
But the boy was panting desperately.
Mortals couldn't see clearly the scene when the giant sword was about to hit the Zhao family mercenary Shi Hu because it was too fast, but the monks could see it clearly. The reason why Shi Hu was fine was because the scary boy suddenly changed the giant sword. Falling trajectory.
The best proof is that Shi Hu's silver sword broke off on an inclined plane.
Shi Hu opened his eyes and looked at An Qing, then at his own sword, and then at the shocking sword mark on the ground on the left, and was stunned for a moment.
At this moment, no matter how stupid he was, he could still guess what happened just now.
Shi Hu stood up and looked at An Qing again gratefully.
An Qing was sweating heavily on his forehead and his face was slightly pale. He smiled and waved his hands: "It's wrong. It doesn't count just now. Let's continue."
Shi Hu: "...Do you want to continue?"
An Qing nodded: "The outcome has not yet been determined, so of course we will continue."
Shi Hu: "..."
An Qing put the black sword back on his belt and stretched his muscles. If he hadn't been able to swing the sword just now, he would have been crushed into a mummy by the black sword now.
It scares me to think about it now.
An Qing was slightly angry: "Master Jian, you tricked me!"
Master Jian: "..."
Master Jian said with an innocent face: "I was planning to tell you, but you didn't listen. How can you say that I tricked you?"
An Qing: "..."
Master Jian held back his smile and said, "Okay, concentrate on fighting. I will tell you why this is the case when the competition is over."
An Qing sighed: "...Okay."
