At the end of the day, Suzaku City ushered in the hottest temperature of the day.
On Qingyun Street, most of the shops selling the Four Treasures of the Study had their doors half-closed to block the hot sunlight. The incense smoke leaked out from the cracks in the doors. Except for a few hawkers selling water on their shoulders, there were no pedestrians on the street.
"Iced sour plum soup, does the boss need anything?"
The hawker inquired from shop to shop, and then when he reached the end of the street, he heard a rumbling sound in the sky, like the stirring of wind and thunder. One moment, it was clearly far away, and the next moment, it was across the sky and falling directly in front of him.
boom--
The shocking loud noise was at most a few feet away from him. The vendor was knocked over by the air wave. After scrambling to get up, he frantically slapped the nearest shop, "Boss, open the door quickly. Please hurry up." Open the door!"
Among the flying sand and gravel, the figure who jumped out first turned his head and glanced at the scene, with an incomprehensible look in his eyes. He lowered his head and pursed his lips. The energy in his body was reconnected, and he activated his true energy to jump directly over a distance of several tens of feet.
Just when he was halfway through the flight, there was a continuous whistle of a sword falling to the ground. A figure held a sword in both hands, with gray beard and hair flying, and shouted with hatred: "Die to me!"
Accompanied by this loud shout, under the horrified gaze of the vendor, a black sword energy as thick as a wheel directly shook away the sand and dust and shot forward!
The vendor who was still selling water at this temperature was really unlucky. Just being affected by the spilled sword energy, his eyes exploded, and his ears and nose bleeded and he fell on the table with the words "Willow Leaf Bookstore" written on it. Under the plaque.
When the smoke and dust were shaken away, the old man with flying beard and hair like a demon also rushed forward with the sword energy. It was Ji Xiu who was already exposed.
This thick black sword energy is like a heavy cavalry that has reached the limit of running speed. Regardless of people or objects, anything that wants to block its progress will be wiped out as soon as it is affected. Traces of the existence of this world.
At this moment, the entire Qingyun Street, the floor tiles turned into powder, Zhaozhi, who had a plaque hanging on the shop, struggled in vain for two times and was attracted to the sword energy, like a moth, swooping towards the scorching hot air. Fireworks.
"This is definitely not the peak sword energy in the early stage..."
In the sword energy, the distance between his back and his back was only three feet. Mu Qing finally accumulated enough strength and stomped his right foot heavily towards the ground. Centered on where he landed, the ground quickly collapsed, and his whole body Already rising from the ground.
Boom——
This sword energy flew all the way from the end of the street to the street, directly smashing a three-story attic into ruins.
The aftermath of the sword energy was still torturing people's eardrums. Mu Qing, who had gone up to the sky, was still determining whether the pain in his feet was due to the sword energy cutting off several layers of flesh and blood. The vicious and furious screams rang out again: "Little Thief, you will die today!"
This person is really like a tarsal maggot, hasn't he just swallowed up part of your consciousness...
Thunder flashed in Mu Qing's eyes, and the thin green light on his body began to flow again. His chest rose and fell, and the corners of his mouth were surrounded by strong green energy. He made up his mind, turned around, and fell straight towards the figure catching up in the sky.
There is a time limit for improving strength through secret techniques. Mu Qing has already pushed the secret techniques to the limit that he can currently reach. However, after running through several dangerous situations along the way, the time left for him has been exhausted. Running out.
"Huh! I'll send you to death!"
Ji Xiu's eyes were full of sarcasm and sneer. After chasing him all the way, this boy's strength has been discovered, but he is another guy who has not even reached the perfection of the early stage of transcendence.
His gray eyebrows relaxed at this moment. Between his breaths, he raised his old face and quickly took a sip of wine from his waist. His chest was sunken, and when he opened his mouth, above his lips and teeth, a sword aura mixed with the smell of alcohol was rapidly taking shape. .
Compared with the thick sword energy that crossed the entire street just now, the black sword energy that Ji Xiu spat out from his mouth was no more than the thickness of a thumb. But when it took shape, Mu Qing, who was falling rapidly, felt something in his heart, and his whole body felt like a sword energy. Pricked by a needle.
There has always been a bumpy and unbreakable truth in the world of spiritual practice. It is better to mess with the young than the old. People who can survive countless struggles are afraid of death like Ji Xiu. When they know that the chance of a breakthrough in the avenue is almost cut off, Next, he also showed some of the sharpness that a sword cultivator should have!
"go!"
Seeing this strange boy using the world to turn the world upside down to gain geographical advantages, Ji Xiu's eyes were full of ridicule, his tongue was full of spring thunder, and he had already spit out the sword energy in his mouth.
Almost instantly, Mu Qing felt that in the rapidly shortening space between him and the opponent, the sword energy as thick as his thumb disappeared!
It was missing in the true sense, because even his dispersed spiritual consciousness could not contain the slightest breath.
Mu Qing didn't dare to take any chances when he didn't decide to fight back. At this time, he was even more crazy about activating his energy. The true energy in his meridians surged, and he used up 30% of it in an instant. Infuriated.
This 30% true energy surged from Mu Qing's arms to the dagger in his hand, and the white Lihuo sword energy appeared again. With a loud shout, azure light flowed around him quickly, and a thunderbolt struck the sword from his eyes. In the air.
Li Huo Po Ling!
Swallowing clouds and depressing energy!
Shout out!
This is already the strongest attack Mu Qing can unleash so far!
Almost as soon as Mu Qing's blow was swung downwards, an extremely illusory scene appeared in his eyes. In the mid-air where there was no white cloud or mist, a crack was visible to the naked eye, and a sound was enough. The sound of the sword that pierced the eardrum had arrived early.
"My move is called 'Sword in Wine'. You can die!"
Ji Xiu's upturned old face was full of the pleasure of witnessing successful revenge. At this moment of life and death, he had no reservations, used his speed to the extreme, and rushed towards Mu Qing with the sword in both hands.
Obviously, even if Mu Qing could survive the sword energy in the crack, the Qingtian sword that followed would kill him.
Facing Ji Xiu's two attacks with almost no time interval, Mu Qing made a choice at this moment. Green light quickly circulated on the surface of his body, protecting his vital parts. The short sword in his hand was pointed straight towards the long sword coming from the sky. Hit it.
boom--
Under the scorching sun in the sky, the roar of sword energy continued, waking up many people who were napping in the city below the two of them.
In Liuye Bookstore, several figures were clustered together. In their vision of looking up at the sky, swords collided with swords, sword energy intertwined with sword energy. For a while, no one made a sound, but they were silent, waiting. Win or lose, life or death.
Some people who were awakened heard the sound of collision in the sky, and initially thought it was the summer thunder after the weather had cleared up for a long time. However, when the sound of shaking earth continued, they all looked to the sky.
In their shocked and confused eyes, in the sky southwest of the outer city, thunder flickered in the white clouds, and flames spread in the black clouds. When they were mixed together, their height was still falling. This strange thundercloud Wind and fire intertwined, as if a monster was born, and the ground was crumbling.
As the real protagonists here, Mu Qing and Ji Xiu faced each other with swords. In the cold gazes facing each other, in the energy raging up and down, there was no up, down, left, left, nor heaven and earth. It actually formed a straight line.
The midpoint of this straight line is the tip of the sword that constantly collides and separates.
"ah!!!"
Ji Xiu's old face was full of anger. His 'Sword in Wine' had clearly hit this person's forehead. Why didn't the other person do anything?
Mu Qing's eyes were even more thunderous, and the green light on his body once again regained its original brightness. At the beginning of the first contact, the opponent's sword energy broke through his green light almost in a breath. He didn't even have time to feel regret or shock. Then I heard a familiar voice sighing from the center of the sea of consciousness: "It contains a trace of the origin of swordsmanship, you are so lucky."
He was exaggerating, but Meng Zhang would never do that.
The emotions on the face of the man below him were really wonderful. At first, he was happy that his revenge was about to succeed, but now he was shocked, puzzled, and even terrified. Mu Qing didn't waste the slightest chance, and shouted loudly when Ji Xiu's eyes widened.
Shout out loud!
A thunderbolt as thick as an arm fell quickly and merged into the previous ghostly white sword energy.
Ji Xiu is worthy of being an old sword cultivator with extremely rich combat experience. When the hot sword energy hit his face and chased him, Dao's heart was shaken, and he blocked Mu Qing's attack with his own powerful sword energy.
Almost with the sword tips of the two colliding as the boundary, the two masses of sword energy collided with each other, becoming a crumbling thunder cloud in the eyes of ordinary people who did not have enough eyesight.
And as the thunder in Mu Qing's eyes fell, the thunder that originally existed in the sword energy immediately gathered together and struck down directly.
呲——
The boundary that Ji Xiu had maintained with all his strength was immediately broken, and the hot Lihuo sword energy fell directly towards him along the passage created by the thunder.
In the horrified eyes of many people on the ground, there must be a thunder-like god in the falling thunder clouds.
Otherwise, how could we mobilize the heavenly fire and thunder to strangle monsters?
The real confrontation between life and death is actually very short-lived, not to mention the sword cultivator who has always pursued all kinds of extremes. In just two breaths, several people hiding in Liuye Bookstore solemnly saw a figure screaming and falling to the ground.
"who is it?"
Win or lose?
At this time, the raging sword energy in the sky was far from dissipating. Several people had just tried spiritual detection, but they did not dare to enter the depths of the chaotic and violent sword energy.
The fat middle-aged man who asked the question was Yin Er. His eyes swept across Yin Si's face and then back to Yin Yi.
Yin Yi narrowed his eyes and recalled the scene just now, and remembered one detail. The figure who fell to the ground with sword energy was curled up and his hair was curly and charred, and the intact parts were gray hair. He couldn't help but muttered: "It's probably Mu Qing who won." .”
"Hiss - this is a sword cultivator at the peak of the early stage of the Transcendent Stage. I'm afraid the fourth child won't be able to catch these attacks, right?"
Yin Si glanced at Yin Er coldly, turned to look at Yin Yi, and said coldly: "He ran to Qingyun Street on purpose, probably hoping that we can help him..."
"It's useless to say this now..." Yin glanced with a hint of inexplicable regret. If they had taken action before, they would definitely gain Mu Qing's favor, but rules were always rules.
"Go out now?"
"There is no rush... If there are other masters in the city coming, we will wait for the opportunity to take action."
The three members of the White Tiger team looked at each other, and they all understood that Captain Yinyi meant some remedial action when he said this, and nodded in agreement without objection.
And above their heads, the pale white sword energy was like the traces left by the July Fire in the sky. After a long time, Mu Qing's figure finally emerged from the sword energy.
"I thought you wouldn't show up today."
"Then it's possible you're already a dead man."
The vicissitudes of voice in the sea of consciousness responded.
