"What kind of magic is this!"
Wu Mitian's eyes widened.
He mobilized his true energy, drew his spiritual thoughts, and stretched out his hand.
On the Lingbao flying boat, fairy clouds suddenly filled the air.
In the clouds and mist, a magical sword emerged from the clouds.
Wu Mitian glanced behind him worriedly. Xu Chongshan and the monks from the Tianqiao Chamber of Commerce were already frightened.
They could only look at the deck with squinted eyes. Wu Mitian knew that they couldn't even see Chang Qing's figure clearly!
"We can't use it here, we can go down and fight." Wu Midian said in a deep voice.
"Oh?" Changqing raised the corner of her mouth and slowly pulled out the hairpin from the Tai Chi bun.
The Tai Chi Seven Star Peach Wood Sword is also covered with a layer of humane golden light.
"I'm afraid Elder Wu doesn't leave the sect very often, right?" Changqing said: "Xiaoyao Inn is a good place. Do you think doing tasks is just to make money?"
Wu Mitian's heart tightened. He felt that these words were familiar. Shen Tiantong seemed to have told him that he should come to Xiaoyao Inn to practice.
Wu Mitian was silent, Changqing looked at him quietly, looking through his body, he also saw Xu Zhongshan.
"Although you are a little lower than Shen Tuxie, it is easier to kill you, but it is not because of your cultivation."
Changqing said.
Wu Mitian's eyelids twitched.
"The Sword of Humanity, the Human Emperor Sword... the ordinary sword of Xiaoyao!"
Chang Qing thrust out his sword, so lightly that it seemed to have no strength.
A sword energy shot out, but it was not aimed at Wu Midian.
Wu Mitian's mind tensed up and locked onto the trajectory of the sword. As soon as he relaxed, he suddenly became nervous.
"Liuyun Immortal Technique! Divine Sword!"
Wu Mitian gave a quick shout and mobilized the divine sword condensed by Xianyun to sweep across, directly chopping Changqing's sword energy into pieces.
That sword energy was indeed not aimed at Wu Midian, but it was heading straight for Xu Zhongshan!
If Wu Mitian didn't stop him, Xu Zhongshan would definitely die suddenly on the spot!
Even the sword energy of Chang Qing's ordinary sword was enough to penetrate the cabin and kill everyone in the Tianqiao Chamber of Commerce!
Xu Zhongshan still couldn't see Chang Qing's figure clearly, but he could clearly see Chang Qing's sword energy.
Xu Zhongshan was dripping with cold sweat. He dragged his almost stagnant body, adjusted his position, and hid behind Wu Mitian.
"Despicable!" Wu Mitian glared at Changqing.
"Elder Wu, you have to understand clearly that it was you who wanted to intercept me, you were the one who followed me, and you were the one who chose to take action here. Is it not despicable for me to stretch my neck for you to chop me down?"
Changqing sneered, holding the peach wood sword tightly in his hand.
An extremely powerful sword energy condensed on the peach wood sword.
"I have to be serious." Changqing slashed horizontally with his sword.
The power of this sword made Wu Midian feel a little frightened. He had no time to think about why Changqing's combat power could be improved to a whole level. He just wanted to dodge, but was restrained by Xu Zhongshan again behind him.
"Liuyun Immortal Technique, Divine Sword!"
Wu Mitian shouted loudly, and three magic swords flew out from the fairy clouds lingering on the deck, and struck Chang Qing's serious sword one after another.
"Bang bang bang!"
There were three loud noises in succession, and Wu Midian changed his color in shock.
Each of the magical weapons condensed by Liuyun Immortal Technique has the same level of combat power, but they are so vulnerable to Chang Qing's sword!
"Come on the sword!" Wu Mitian stretched out his hand to make a feint, holding the divine sword in his hand. At the critical moment, he blocked Chang Qing's serious sword energy. Although his whole body was violently shaken, he did not retreat even one step. Not only that, he also separated The energy blocked Xu Zhongshan and the entire cabin of the Lingbao Flying Boat from the remaining power.
"Want to avenge your direct disciple? This is not possible."
Changqing shook his head and said: "You must have good swordsmanship, knife skills, and even spear skills and whip skills. Unfortunately, you can't use anything. The Liuyun Immortal Technique is enough to make you one against ten. But Xu Zhongshan, who is only in the heavenly realm, will let you tie your own hands and feet."
Wu Mitian's pupils shrank sharply and he stared at Changqing.
Xu Zhongshan's heart sank. Could it be that Chang Qing took the initiative to take over the task to lure Wu Mitian out and then use himself to restrict Wu Mitian?
Changqing stood the mahogany sword in front of him and said quietly: "Elder Wu, I will show you a clear path."
As soon as he finished speaking, Changqing took a step forward and said, "Jian San, take the sword seriously! The immortal will show you the way!"
Chang Qing's simple sword stabbing had incomparable divine power.
Under the blessing of the sword intention of the Human Emperor Sword, Changqing's sword was like a heavenly guide.
The speed of the golden light sword energy was not fast for Wu Midian, and he had time to react and dodge.
But Wu Mitian knew that once he dodged, the entire Lingbao flying boat would be destroyed.
"Flowing Cloud Immortal Technique, Divine Shield!"
Wu Mitian threw away the divine sword and clasped his palms in front of his chest.
With a sudden shot, all the fairy clouds gathered together and condensed into a shield of mysterious light.
"Buzz!"
There was a loud sound.
Almost instantly, all the formations of the entire Lingbao flying boat collapsed.
The broad deck of the Lingbao flying boat, which was hundreds of feet long, was cut into two pieces due to the surging shock wave at the point of contact between the golden sword energy and the Immortal Cloud Shield!
The front section of the falling Lingbao flying boat looked like Diyun.
"Cough!" Wu Mitian spurted out blood, and he felt as if his body was about to be shattered.
Chang Qing's whole arm was also shaking slightly, and soon stabilized.
"My Xiaoyao Sword, which is famous among Qing Xuantian, has only been used for the third sword. You are probably not qualified enough to let me use the fourth sword."
Changqing said, waving his sword.
The sword energy was like a galaxy of golden light, splitting the sky with its brilliance. The Lingbao Flying Boat also gradually fell apart under the sword energy.
Wu Mitian kept trying to save it, but he couldn't save it at all.
He even understood that Changqing's own combat power could completely defeat him.
However, Changqing used the most labor-saving method to tease herself.
Wu Mitian could only save most of the wreckage of the Lingbao Flying Boat, as well as Xu Zhongshan and others, but there was nothing else he could do.
Wu Mitian already understood that his death was destined when Chang Qing got tired of playing.
The Lingbao flying boat continued to slow down and began to fall.
Xu Zhongshan's heart felt cold. This scene was so similar to before. The Lingbao flying boat he hadn't repaired yet was probably completely scrapped now.
Not only that, the crisis we encountered before was from the Floating Light Immortal Sect and the Hell Heaven Demon Sect, but the current crisis comes from Changqing!
But Wu Mitian obviously couldn't do what Changqing did that day.
In despair, Xu Zhongshan's heart collapsed. Those terrifying sword auras, each sword seemed to cut him into pieces.
Xu Chongshan is about to cry, kill me just kill me, why is this necessary?
"Good sword." Di Yun condensed the body of Yunlong and watched the battle next to Chang Qing. In his opinion, Chang Qing's move was like a cat playing with a mouse.
Changqing turned around and looked at Di Yun, "I hope you are talking about my swordsmanship."
Di Yun curled his lips.
Changqing dodged and suddenly came behind Xu Zhongshan.
Xu Zhongshan was agitated and had only one thought in his mind, let me die...
Chang Qing stabbed with his sword, but another figure appeared behind Xu Zhongshan.
Wu Mitian appeared in a flash and grabbed the evergreen peach wood sword.
"Do you think my sword is made of wood?" After Changqing finished speaking, he looked a little embarrassed and said casually: "Do you think you can hold my sword?"
"Pfft!"
Blood spattered, and Wu Mitian's palm was cut open. The defense condensed by his Qingyun Immortal Technique could not hold the peach wood sword at all.
Even, there is no way to stop it at all.
The peach wood sword in Chang Qing's hand pierced Wu Mitian's chest directly, and the tip of the sword stopped at Xu Zhongshan's back.
Xu Zhongshan trembled violently.
Wu Mitian's eyes were wide open as he stared at the king in imperial crown and dragon robes before him, "You are not worthy of this swordsmanship!"
