Chapter 135 Immortality! immortal!

Style: Fantasy Author: ten walksWords: 2016Update Time: 24/01/12 04:24:39
"Holy World!"

Su Qinian's eyes brightened slightly. This is a vast land that is no longer in Dragon City. The void barrier is strong and even better than the outside world.

There is no doubt that the old head of the Qi family in Longcheng is the first living sword saint he has ever seen. His ability to condense the holy world was beyond his expectation, but it was also within reason.

There may be millions of journeys in sword practice, but there are always some things that lead to the same destination through different paths.

"In a society governed by the rule of law, only here we can relax some of our hands."

The old man rubbed his hands and smiled at Su Qinian, with sincere eyes. At Su Qinian's level, one can see the good and evil in people's hearts at a glance. He took a breath, showed a serious look, and said: "You are a A worthy opponent."

However, the old head of the Qi family shook his head and said: "When we are in the situation like you and I, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky. At home, we old guys have proven it many times. As for the many shackles abroad, it is not easy to take action. When I meet a new Taoist friend who confirms my path, it’s my turn to thank the Taoist friend.”

"Please bring out the sword." Su Qinian said solemnly.

"Then I won't be polite."

The old man grinned, and then his eyes focused. There was a substantial sharpness on his whole body, like the rising sun rising from the abyss. All the haze in the world was dispelled, the endless evil was purified, and the brilliant sword power unexpectedly The essence condensed on his body, like a giant sword holding up the sky, wrapping his whole body.

Boom!

The ground shook. Qi Mufeng and the other Thirteen Taibao couldn't help but take a deep breath. They hadn't asked for help for several years. The old master's sword cultivation was even more unfathomable. The power and sharpness of the sword were simply earth-shattering. If it were outside, Just the force and edge of this sword were enough to cause the entire Dragon City to tremble and turn into ruins in an instant.

There is divine radiance permeating the old man's body. The divine aura flows like sunlight on the old man's body. Although the edge is shocking, it is restrained and unobtrusive. The power of the sword is brilliant and not even the slightest bit dazzling. Because of this, Su Qinian's eyes become more and more brilliant. Liang, this is definitely the strongest master of the sword that he has encountered so far in his practice. Regardless of his combat power, the opponent's grasp of the sword and his original aura are like a beacon, guiding him in the direction of the way forward.

Clang!

The waist was only a foot long, and the rusty hatchet came out of its sheath. It was not fancy at all, and it slashed down towards Su Qinian.

As the sword slashed out, the power of the sword, which was like a giant sword holding up the sky, also followed the blade's pull, cutting through the air of the holy world, causing fine vacuum ripples.

Without retreating or escaping, Su Qinian's body was filled with little rays of light. Some were like platinum and glass, some were made of stone, some were like gilded red clouds, and some were formless and colorless. They were entangled with each other and formed in front of him. He took a bite out of a colorful long knife that was no more than four feet nine inches long.

clang!

There was a huge impact sound, illusory sparks splashed, and the air was not rippled, but even Xue Qinghua's expression suddenly changed, his body flashed, and he chose to avoid these seemingly weak starlights. The swords of the two sword saints clashed, which every time A little spark contains the edge of will of the two great sword masters. Even the top sword masters cannot touch it. They will be penetrated into the spiritual world and the will of the sword will be destroyed.

boom!

The next moment, under the stunned eyes of Qi Mufeng and others, the giant sword that belonged to the old family master shattered into pieces. In front of the colorful long sword, which was only four feet and nine inches long, it was as fragile as porcelain.

How can it be!

The Thirteen Taibao were shaken. Among the Saints of Great Xia, the old Patriarch was firmly among the top three. Currently, the sword was in a fierce battle, and he actually fell into a disadvantage in a moment. This made it difficult for them to accept that a newly born Sword Saint, At such an age, it really affects their faith. If they can't even defeat their old master, how strong can this person be?

Buzz!

There was a cry of a knife, and the old man's gray robe stirred, and a bright edge burst out from his eyes. The shattered sword suddenly reappeared, shrinking to one foot and seven inches long, as big as the hatchet hanging on his waist. No two, seemingly ordinary, but under the reflection of the spirit of Qi Mufeng and others, the invisible majestic energy increased several times.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In an instant, the two knives disappeared at the same time. It was like a celestial bell was ringing in the void. The terrifying sharp clash produced a substantial metallic trembling sound. This kind of sword clash was simply beyond Xue Qinghua's imagination. She looked slightly pale. She felt heavy, but quickly relaxed and sighed. Her sacred path has not yet been completely completed. Seeing such a battle at this moment, she also understands that she is still far behind. Although the worldly affairs can test her will, it will also wear away her. Spirit, maybe next, she should put down some things and try to find a new branch road to cut through the thorns and reach the other side.

At this time, neither Su Qinian nor the old head of the Qi family moved, or in other words, from the beginning, the two of them had never left the same place. However, this confrontation was more dangerous and unpredictable, and it was also the scene of the Qi family. Feng and others have been searching for this sacred realm that is difficult to touch.

Boom!

Gradually, the holy world began to shake, and tens of millions of silver fireworks bloomed in the sky. Towering ancient mountains collapsed, the sun and the moon disappeared, and large cracks spread in all directions with the two sword saints at the center. Thousands of miles, like the mouth of a giant beast, trying to swallow up all things and tear the earth apart.

This kind of confrontation is too intimidating, especially the old head of the Qi family, who has an extremely terrifying edge. This kind of majesty oppresses the soul and squeezes the flesh, even if someone like Xue Qinghua steps towards the sacred sword realm The top sword master, who had taken half a step, also felt pain in his body and couldn't help but retreat, trying to stay away from the central battlefield.

One hundred knives, two hundred knives...five hundred knives...a thousand knives!

Five thousand dollars!

Boom!

The old head of the Qi family grunted, and took half a step back with his right foot. The whole holy world was shaken. An astonishing beam of light burst out from his eyes. Su Qinian's power exceeded his imagination, especially his spiritual will. It is as strong as the sky wall, and there are endless principles flowing in the sword's power. Although it is not as pure as his sword, it is more meticulous and the whip penetrates deeply.

"Far from the world of mortals, stand up in heaven and earth, sword in your own heart, immortal! Immortal!"

With a solemn expression, the old man's gray eyebrows were raised, and his energy surged, reaching an extreme state in an instant. He exhaled loudly, shaking the world, and the hatchet in his hand also clanged, and pieces of rusty iron on the blade peeled off. , revealing a blade that was as gorgeous as gold and jade, as if the nine heavenly gods had fallen into the blade, and a bright blade light bloomed in an instant.

Tsk!

This sword seemed to split the sky and the earth, piercing through the world. In the dark, Su Qinian seemed to see the shadow of an immortal sword, hanging in the long river of time. Even if the torrent of time washed away, it remained unmoved. The lofty and unfamiliar aura was yet extremely familiar to him.

immortal!

This is the breath of immortal will!