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The ninth floor of the Royal Academy's "Haoran Jue" was built, and Li Haobai's internal cultivation at this time, in Xukong's view, was no less than an ordinary second-rate internal master.
"The little monk lost."
Void was very straightforward and got out of the way. This was a truly arrogant figure of the younger generation. He was not defeated by his martial arts moves. On the contrary, "The Body of the Third Ming King" was actually the ultimate martial arts. Although he did not understand it deeply, it was enough to compete with the future. Compared with the demon-suppressing spear technique that gave birth to the power of martial arts, the difference in cultivation is too great to make up for.
Su Qinian finally put down the broom in his hand. Monk Void's probing was not completely useless, at least it allowed him to see some of the truth clearly.
He held the handle of the knife behind his back with his backhand.
At the same time, an unspeakable edge of the sword began to rise.
Li Haobai stopped, with a look of surprise in his eyes. The sharpness of this sword was beyond his imagination. His eyes fell on the red gold handle of the sword behind Su Qinian. He understood in his heart, and then stretched out his hand to grab it in the air. , the demon-suppressing gun fired softly, broke out of the ground, flew into the air, and fell into his palm.
The blood-colored spear was pointed at a distance, and a spear edge that was no weaker than Su Qinian's shot out of his body.
Tsk!
Two invisible sharp edges collided more than ten feet apart. Between Su Qinian and Li Haobai, the air was torn apart, and a vacuum world appeared with sparks flying everywhere.
Void's color changed slightly. The two men's understanding of the two ways of sword and gun was somewhat beyond his imagination. The most important thing is that whether it is the sharpness of the gun or the sharpness of the sword, they need to be supported by sufficient internal cultivation. Only with deep enough spiritual power can it be turned into such substantial offensive power.
Vukong didn't care about Li Haobai. This young gunman was a true disciple of Confucianism and Taoism, and he had already entered the second-rate dragon and tiger realm. Looking at the entire martial arts world, except for the eighty-one people on the Dragon and Tiger List, it can be said that there are few who can resist the younger generation.
And in the year of Su Qin. He was a little surprised. Although the tenth level of top-level foundation-building skills was no small matter, a mere twelve-level cultivation level could at best be comparable to an ordinary master who had just entered the second-rate dragon and tiger realm. However, the sword bursting out from his body now The road is sharp. But Xukong noticed a powerful energy that was beyond his imagination.
boom!
The next moment, almost at the same time, Li Haobai and Su Qinian moved.
In an instant, the two of them crossed the space of more than ten feet between each other. The blood-colored demon-suppressing spear was like a dragon, and the long red gold sword was unsheathed, and the sword's light was like lightning.
clang!
A loud noise turned into a huge sound wave, like the sound of a bronze bell in an ancient temple, and spread far away.
Outside the alley. Some of the waiting disciples in the outer courtyard of the Royal Academy were surprised. They heard the whistle of guns and such a fierce collision. Could it be that the smallest dragon in their outer courtyard had encountered an opponent.
Boom!
Su Qinian landed seven feet away and landed with one foot, leaving an inch-deep footprint on the unusually hard bluestone.
Li Haobai took half a step back, but with bright eyes, he shouted: "What a life-breaking knife, please come to the outer courtyard of the Royal Academy, Li Haobai for advice!"
Woo!
The demon-suppressing gun whimpered. Li Haobai's body was like a sharp arrow, and the blood-colored demon-suppressing gun suddenly burst out with dazzling blazing light and milky-white Haoran Qi. It was majestic and upright, and seemed to contain all the light in the world. The tip of the gun breathed out three feet of blazing white gun gas. The gun gas was scorching hot, and a milky white flame was wrapped around it.
"Blue Blood Pill Fire!"
The void revealed a thick color of fear, which was the true fire of Confucianism and Taoism. It is the original flame born after the second-rate dragon and tiger realm masters awaken to the origin of true energy, especially the Confucian and Taoist green blood elixir fire, also known as the small bright fire. It is rumored that it can purify all demons and evil spirits in the world, and the righteousness will be permanently consolidated.
Clang!
Su Qichang's sword shook, and the sword energy as blazing as the sun burst out. Although it was only nearly two feet long, the sword energy was condensed, and a virtual flame like the sun also floated on the blade. Although it was unreal, it was revealing. The scorching breath that came out was no weaker than the green blood pill fire.
This knife is the seventh knife to end his life.
As Su Qinian slashed with his sword, the Qi of the Origin of Heaven and Earth fell down, and there were thousands of strands of it. Not to mention the void, even Li Haobai was slightly frightened by this amazing swallowing power.
A Hunyuan Qi sword that can be ten feet long takes shape. As Su Qinian's life-saving energy is poured into it, it is instantly assimilated into a blazing bright yellow sword. When the sword falls, Su Qinian's eyes are blazing, and there is endless freedom in the true meaning of the sword technique. Although the true meaning of the Demon Suppressing Spear was condensed, and even Li Haobai had understood the mystery contained in the origin of righteousness, and was about to grind out the power of martial arts, it could not stop Su Qinian's true meaning of the life-saving sword at this time, accompanied by the endless freedom. True meaning, and endless vitality.
clang! clang! clang!
One gun after another, dozens or hundreds of blows collided in an instant, and the gunfire and knife screams were connected in a line. Where the swords and guns collided, the vacuum barrier sparks flew everywhere, and finally caused fine ripples.
Su Qinian was retreating, but Li Haobai drove straight in. In the collision of swords and guns, the two of them fell into the Taoist courtyard.
Every time the red gold sword collided with the demon-suppressing gun, Su Qinian's complexion turned pale, and his whole body's energy and blood shook. The Haoran's true energy from Li Haobai was so powerful, it was a kind of pure power crushing.
However, his eyes were extremely bright. Every time he received a shot, he felt that the Jin Xing Qi lingering on his shoulders was shaken away, falling into the Dantian Qi sea, and then being absorbed by the death furnace, and refined into the purest form. of vitality liquid.
boom!
Finally, the two exchanged hundreds of blows, and the one-foot-long life-saving Qi sword that Su Qinian had condensed collapsed, unable to withstand the sharp spear edge and the powerful Haoran Qi.
Su Qinian used his sword to seal the town. The tip of the spear landed on the blade. He felt a strong force coming from him. He was shocked and retreated more than ten feet. His back hit a bluestone lampstand and stopped. The body shape, and the bluestone lampstand nearly ten feet high clicked and fell apart.
Li Haobai stopped, pointed the blood-colored demon-suppressing gun in the distance, frowned and said: "It is worthy of being listed as the tenth life-saving sword in the world on the Feng Family Sword Monument. It has such offensive power before it has reached the second-rate realm, and before the origin has been born. It’s a pity that you are still young in building the foundation, so you are no match for me. Just quit. After today, this alley will be completely buried, and there will be no more Taoist temples in the world.”
Su Qinian was silent and just shook his head. Blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth. With a sudden movement of his feet, he appeared above Li Haobai's head.
So fast!
In an instant, Li Haobai's pupils shrank slightly.
Boom!
Su Qinian stepped forward, stepping on the void, but it was like hitting the real thing. His whole aura suddenly rose. For a moment, Li Haobai felt that the area several feet around him was like a quagmire, as if a trapped force was coming from under the earth. To lock him in place.
hold head high!
There was an inexplicable roar of a dragon. At this moment, Li Haobai's eyes became solemn. He seemed to see the cold iron chain pulling in the endless abyss, and an evil dragon screamed, trapped and locked inside. After tens of millions of years, Eventually turned into a pile of withered bones.
"Dragon Suppressing Stake"!
This is an amazing footwork inherited from the Dragon Subduing Palm. It can not only absorb the vitality of life under the earth, but also contains great offensive skills, which can suppress all enemies in the world and trap them in all directions.
At this moment, Su Qinian stepped on the dragon-suppressing stake. The life-saving knife was no longer as blazing as before, but became ordinary. Only on the blade, the sunshine-like life-saving energy became softer, and the breath from the tip of the knife became softer. The sword energy seemed to have lost its sharp edge.
The more this happened, the more solemn Li Haobai's eyes became. Even Void, who was watching the battle not far away, couldn't help but show a look of shock. He seemed to have noticed something from Su Qinian's sword. It was hard to imagine that a man who was only ten years old could not help but feel shocked. A six-year-old boy could actually comprehend such a sword attack.
This knife was the eighth knife to end his life.
This sword does not seek light to destroy all evils, it does not seek life, it does not seek freedom, it is just a world of mortals, just an ordinary human being.
This sword is a red dust sword, a sword technique that belongs to the human world.
Surrendering one's life to heaven, suppressing evil and promoting good are also in the human world.
Su Qinian's sword fell silently. Wherever the blade passed, the vacuum twisted and sent out fine ripples.
At the same time, in the Ancestral Aperture Divine Courtyard, the spirit body was shining with silver light, the fourth level of perfect "****" was running, all the spiritual power was poured into it, and the true meaning of the life-saving knife collapsed. Unlike before, Li Haobai only felt that at this time What was suppressed was not just the true meaning of a sword technique, but the entire human world, the vast world of mortals.
"good!"
Li Haobai shouted loudly. This young man who looked plain and handsome burst out with a majestic Qi of Haoran. This Qi of Haoran was much more powerful than before. Obviously, this man was the one who had been with Su Qi before. They fought against each other for many years and never used their full strength.
Woo!
The blood-colored demon-suppressing gun stirred in the thick air. Although he was trapped by Su Qinian's dragon-suppressing stake, Li Haobai still unswervingly took out the gun. As the milky-white gun puffed out, it belonged to the sealing power of the dragon-suppressing stake. It was pierced in an instant.
The demon-suppressing gun flew up into the air. In the bloody gun shadow, Su Qinian seemed to see demonic shadows emerging one after another, and then fell to the ground, staining the sky with blood.
This is an astonishing picture. The true meaning contained in this spear almost has a tendency to freeze the air. It is the power of martial arts that is about to break through.
boom!
The swords and spears collided, and a dazzling light burst out. The majestic impact sound spread for miles. Many disciples of the Royal Academy's outer courtyard waiting outside the alley couldn't help but change their expressions. What is going on? The magic-suppressing gun. Heir, the youngest baby dragon has not defeated its opponent for such a long time.
Listening to the sounds, it was clear that they were in the middle of a fierce battle. The sound of gold and iron clashing was endless. I don't know how many moves had passed.
At one end of the long street of the Imperial Road, in the west of the city, in front of the golden nanmu gate, Li Yongqing stood still and frowned slightly. Looking at the other end of the long street, he actually blocked the demon-suppressing spear. Although he would eventually lose, that one He was still a little surprised by the unmasked young man. This kind of talent, understanding, and even chance encounters, apart from the fact that he had only been practicing martial arts for a short period of time and had a shallow knowledge, might already be as good as the eight young dragons in his outer courtyard. (Please recommend monthly tickets. Everyone please subscribe to the genuine version. It will be a high-quality product in a few tens.) (To be continued.)
