Fang Qing and Xuan Sheng dueled with weapons. The Daoyan Divine Golden Spear showed astonishing power. The True Intent Sword showed shortcomings. It was temporarily unable to compete with high-level combat skills, forcing Fang Qing to display an incomplete sword technique. Snow style.
It has to be said that, except for a few immortal swordsmanship, Fang Qing seriously lacks swordsmanship in the human realm. The many swordsmanship he obtained in Fengyun Realm are too low-grade and are no longer suitable for him now.
The Piaoxue style is a cold attribute combat skill, which is in line with the law of ice and the secret of Yin that he has comprehended. In an instant, the bright sword light tore through the heavy gun light, snowflakes were flying in the sky and the earth, the cold air was pressing, and he was competing head-on with the ghosts and gods.
clang! clang! clang!
Seeing Fang Qing changing his sword skills in an instant, Xuan Sheng remained calm. The ghost and god's spear skills were extremely powerful, locking the tip of the meteor sword. The two magic weapons launched a thrilling collision, and the sound of metal trembled in all directions.
Zheng!
With the help of Piaoxue's move, Fang Qing started a thrilling duel with the Holy Son of Queshan, Xuansheng. He traveled across the world, and the meteor sword thrust out at an unpredictable angle, blocking Xuansheng's exquisite spear.
Groan! boom!
After more than a dozen breaths, Xuan Sheng held the Dao Yan Divine Golden Spear and swept forward, swinging away the endlessly sharp Meteoric Sword. He stood in the void, the tip of the spear pointed at Fang Qing, and his whole body erupted with a terrifying aura. He opened his mouth and said: "If my fellow Taoist's skill with weapons stops here, then this battle will be over."
Fang Qing stood opposite Xuansheng, his meteor sword swallowing its sharp edge. He smiled and said, "Your Highness, just take action."
He knew that Xuansheng was about to display a higher level of marksmanship. As early as the duel with Xuansheng, he had noticed a hint of Xuansheng's thoughts. His trump card had not yet been revealed, so he had great confidence.
Groan!
After hearing Fang Qing's words, the Xuanqi momentum suddenly changed, and an indescribable terrifying majesty swept across the sky and the earth. The Daoyan Divine Golden Gun made a soul-stirring sound, and the three-foot-long gun light was exposed, shattering the void.
At the martial arts tea party, Jingxu, who originated from the Ancient Yu Shrine, was shocked. He looked at the Holy Son of Queshan, Xuansheng, with burning eyes. He said word by word: "Xuantian Spear Technique!"
The Xuantian Spear Technique is the most mysterious and unparalleled combat skill in the Ancient Yu Palace, apart from the "Gu Yu Sword Technique". Over the past dynasties, countless people have understood this spear technique, but no one has succeeded.
Only the current generation of the Holy Son of Queshan, Xuansheng, has cultivated himself to the level of entering the palace, and has been recognized by the supreme being in the depths of Queshan. He can still become his closed disciple without practicing swordsmanship. This is an unprecedented thing.
Feeling Xuan Sheng's change, Fang Qing was shocked. This opponent was indeed no small matter. The marksmanship that had not yet appeared in the world was definitely an immortal combat skill. Fang Qing was very sure of this.
What about immortal combat skills? He has no shortage of kendo combat skills of this level. Whether it is the Hengyu Sword, the Zhan Dao Sword, or the Cangyuan Sword Technique that he has never used before, which one is inferior to the Xuantian Spear Technique?
Zheng!
However, Fang Qing did not use these three immortal combat skills, but used Unyielding in a Hundred Battles. He believed that the Nine Swords of Chaotic Sky was definitely not inferior to any of the immortal sword techniques.
In an instant, Fang Qing's aura changed. His whole body was filled with perseverance and supreme fighting spirit, and every strand of his hair was flowing with sword intent, as if a sword fairy had descended into the world.
Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
The changes in Fang Qing's body finally caused a strange phenomenon. Jianchi Mountain suddenly glowed in all directions, and hundreds of sword sounds were heard. Each sword sound was full of indescribable Taoist rhymes, and pictures appeared in the void. There are so many strange pictures, birds and beasts, birds singing and flowers fragrant, sun, moon, mountains and rivers, etc., that they are almost endless.
Groan!
At the same time, Xuan was alive, and the Daoyan Divine Golden Spear turned into a golden light, tearing open the layers of space and stabbing Fang Qing. Whether it was the angle or the power, it was completely different from before, and it was absolutely terrifying.
Zheng!
At the same time, Fang Qing thrust out his sword, and his indomitable spirit was fully displayed in front of everyone. The ancient sword intention filled the world, and a strange and ancient scene appeared in the world. The ancient human race weathered the wind and rain, and was caught in the cracks of hundreds of races. Survive with difficulty, but do not succumb to any race.
clang!
In this blow, both sides used their peak strength. The terrifying destructive power swept across the sky and the earth. The gun energy and sword energy shattered all tangible objects. The faces of many young masters completely changed, becoming extremely solemn and fearful.
At this moment, even Liyuan Saint Son Gu Jiantong was no exception. As a top sword cultivator, Gu Jiantong saw the gap between himself and Qin Yao through this battle. The difference between them was not just in world-class combat skills. , it’s more about the gap in swordsmanship.
Dang, Dang, Dang! Dang, Dang, Dang! Dang, Dang, Dang!
After the blow, the two top young masters took three steps back at the same time, looking at each other with serious expressions. The next moment, their fighting spirit surged again, and the Daoyan Divine Golden Spear and the Meteor Star Sword made an astonishing sound, and they started to fight. There was another duel, and the sound of metal collision was non-stop.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Fang Qing looked at the broken battle clothes on his shoulders with a solemn expression. Xuantian's marksmanship was indeed powerful. The kind of invincibility he had was no small matter.
On the opposite side, Xuan Sheng's sleeves were torn open, revealing his oozing skin. Fang Qing's Nine Swords of Chaotic Sky were too transcendental. When Dragon Teng Nine Heavens came out, Fang Qing was like a real dragon. When the dragon's body spread out, the sun, moon and stars trembled. , crush everything!
"Fellow Daoist Qin is indeed very powerful. In this battle, Xuansheng is only half as good."
Condensing his fighting spirit, the Holy Son of Queshan, Xuansheng, put away the Daoyan Divine Golden Spear in a thought. He looked at Fang Qing calmly and seriously, and said a few words.
As the Meteoric Sword entered the world, Fang Qing shook his head: "Your Highness, you are humble. In this battle, we are evenly matched."
Xuan Sheng laughed loudly: "If you lose, you will lose. Xuan Sheng admires it. The Nine Swords of Chaotic Sky is worthy of being the top swordsmanship in the human realm. If the environment of the universe did not allow it, it would have already become the unparalleled swordsmanship in the immortal realm."
It has to be said that the Holy Son of Queshan, Xuansheng, has a big mind and courage, and dares to admit that he is inferior in front of everyone. This state of mind is not trivial.
Silently, the three monsters in the sword pool a hundred miles away disappeared. They left with a sense of shock. The battle between the two top young masters deeply touched them. If they were to compete with each other in the same realm, none of the three of them would be able to fight. Unable to fight Fang Qing or Xuan Sheng for three rounds.
Similarly, in the mysterious cave of Ancient Yu Peak, the white-haired old man looked at the observation platform three thousand miles away with great admiration. The battle between two young masters allowed him to see the elegance of the top young masters in the world. ,Pretty good.
At the martial arts tea party, everyone was silent. These are the real young masters. Compared with them, they are more than a step behind. That kind of combat power is extremely extraordinary. To be able to possess such combat power at the level of the Virtual God Realm, this It's unimaginable.
Fang Qing and Xuan Sheng returned to their seats, and everyone raised their glasses. A top young master who could rival the Saint Son of a Domain appeared in this world. This was definitely a big event.
"Everyone, this martial arts tea party is over. Next, Xuansheng invites you to explore the sword pool together."
After a long time, the Holy Son of Queshan, Xuansheng, announced the end of this martial arts tea party. He revealed another opportunity that excited everyone.
Jianchi Mountain Jianchi is a supreme creation place that has existed since the beginning of time. It is the birthplace and resting place of the ancient Yu sword, which is no small matter.
It is said that the sword pool contains many sources of swordsmanship and martial arts, as well as the most original energy substances in the world. If the chance is enough, it will definitely be of great benefit to the monks who get it.
A quarter of an hour later, under the leadership of the Holy Son of Queshan, Xuansheng, everyone came to the opposite side of the observation platform. Looking at the misty mountains ahead, many people showed strange expressions.
Um?
At this moment, Fang Qing suddenly felt a strange aura dormant. The strange aura that was as deep as the sea made Fang Qing feel like he was facing a formidable enemy, and the Meteoric Sword made an astonishing sound in the world.
"Source-devouring gray fog! How come there is source-devouring gray fog here?" Fang Qing looked at the Holy Son of Queshan, Xuansheng, with a look of exploration and confusion.
What!
Everyone was shocked. They never thought that there would be source-devouring gray fog on Jianchi Mountain. It was a strange existence that brought disaster to the universe. Even immortal figures were afraid of it.
Xuansheng looked at Fang Qing with admiration: "Fellow Daoist Qin is really extraordinary. He can actually sense the source-devouring gray fog dormant here. It's amazing. Yes, Sword Pond is not only a place of supreme creation, it also suppresses the source-devouring gray fog. Over hundreds of millions of years, under the purification of the sword pool, the original material of the source-devouring gray mist has weakened a lot."
"Your Highness means...that there is a supreme artifact deep in the sword pond? Could it be..."
After Tianchen of Shura Sword Sect heard Xuansheng's words, he looked thoughtful. Soon, he seemed to have thought of something, his breathing became rapid, and he couldn't help asking.
Xuansheng glanced at Tianchen and nodded appreciatively: "It's just as Brother Tianchen thought."
Ancient Yu sword!
Everyone was not an ordinary person, and they quickly thought of the legendary supreme artifact, and their hearts were shaken, with expressions of disbelief.
"The immortal weapon of the Supreme Being is actually here? How...how could it be like this?"
Ning Chengfei from Yaowang Valley showed a look of disbelief. He could not figure out this kind of thing no matter what. The natal weapon of an immortal character should always be by the weapon master's side.
Xuan Sheng, the Holy Son of Queshan, glanced at Ning Chengfei: "Of course there is a reason for this."
Looking at the misty ancient mountains ahead, Fang Qing looked thoughtful: "The good intentions of the predecessors and sages are really a blessing to the people of the world!"
Xuansheng's eyes showed a look of pride and he glanced at Fang Qing appreciatively.
The others were puzzled and looked at Fang Qing, wondering what he was referring to. Only Zhi Qing looked thoughtful, as if she had thought of something.
"His Highness just said that the seal here suppresses the original substance of the source-devouring gray mist, but he didn't know that this original substance came from..." Fang Qing showed a heavy look and couldn't help but look at Xuansheng.
Xuansheng sighed and said with a distant and heavy look: "The legendary fairyland was broken and Taichu passed away, but the disaster left behind has far-reaching consequences. All we monks can do is to watch the source-devouring gray mist and prevent it from leaking out. .”
Although Xuansheng did not directly indicate where the original material of the source-devouring gray mist came from, everyone was not an ordinary person. They quickly thought of True Immortal Gu Yu and felt awe-inspiring in their hearts. They did not dare to think about it any more.
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