Qingyun Street was filled with smoke and dust, and houses were everywhere destroyed by sword energy. When the sword energy roared and the walls collapsed, the mournful wails never stopped.
He is worthy of being a sword cultivator at the peak of the early extraordinary stage.
Mu Qing kept his eyes locked on Ji Xiu while he was falling.
This man was constantly moving around in the smoke and howling wildly, and a random sword energy was not something that a first-grade spirit being could catch. What's more, Mu Qing knew very well that his two consecutive attacks actually landed here. On people.
But looking at the current situation, not only did it fail to silence the opponent, but it actually became a bit more dangerous when the consciousness was wild.
boom--
Next to a collapsed wall, Ji Xiu's old face was covered with burnt blood and ashes. The sword energy in his hand was poured out, and the man kneeling on the ground who was begging for mercy was directly blasted into ashes.
"Come out! Get out of here, grandpa, I know you are hiding here!" Ji Xiu's old eyes protruded, and he roared with his teeth bared. He waved his hand and shot out a sword energy, which actually covered the place where the previous people were kneeling. Split into pieces.
Mu Qing frowned, seeing Ji Xiu's shaky figure, he confirmed that the Po Yuan powder he had sprinkled before had begun to take effect, and he locked the Qi machine towards the opponent generously.
Although Ji Xiu's consciousness sea spirit fetus was damaged and he was indeed a little crazy, when Mu Qing's Qi machine was locked on him, he calmed down and stood still on the ground, raising his head. He looked at Mu Qing.
And falling from the sky to the ground was only a matter of a few breaths. Mu Qing held the sword in both hands, head down and feet up. His whole body was shining with light, and his eyes were flashing with thunder. He was already crashing into him like a god descending to earth. Ji Xiu.
"Let me give you a ride!"
Under the terror of life and death, Ji Xiu suppressed the riot in the sea of consciousness, shot out the wine gourd stopper from his waist, and closed his eyes.
The flow of Qi in his body at this moment has reached the limit. The black sword energy between his mouth and nose is as thick as a baby's arm, but this is not all of this move. His chest is sunken, and his waist is sucked like a whale. All the wine in the gourd was sucked into his mouth.
When Mu Qing saw Ji Xiu raising his head, he actually combined the sword aura between his mouth and nose with the alcohol in his mouth into one sword aura while breathing. He didn't know that this was his special move. He also closed his eyes slightly and let out half of the real energy in his body. Qi mobilized and surged onto his hands.
Looking from a distance, before the smoke and dust dispersed between the sky and the earth, a white rainbow penetrated the ground and a black tornado flew into the sky.
Buzz——
In the blink of an eye, two sword energies, one black and one white, collided directly.
Taking the place where Ji Xiu was standing as the center of the circle, all the buildings within a radius of five miles were cut in half by the sword energy that spread out at almost the same moment. Within this space, there was the sound of walls rolling and people screaming in fear. The sound was covered by the buzzing sound of the sword energy spreading out from the cup.
This kind of sound does not have the clean "bang" sound when a metal weapon hits the ground, nor is it as huge as the roar of a hunter's eardrum when a meteorite hits the ground. To those who are affected by the sword energy, it sounds like a momentary inadvertent sound. He lost his footing and fell into the water, and the small stream of water swirled into his ears. As soon as the low, thick and sticky sound sounded, many people with weaker constitutions fell to the ground with bleeding from their orifices in an instant.
"It actually caused a tremor in the avenue!"
Liuye Bookstore is at the end of Qingyun Street, and this time it was not spared. Yin Yi and the others who were hiding in Liuye Bookstore were horrified and immediately covered their ears with their true energy.
While they were escaping, they turned their gaze back to the field. They saw that the two people who had jointly created this indiscriminate attack were still colliding in a narrow space less than one foot apart. Inside, two sword energies, one black and one white, were still clashing with each other, annihilating each other.
"This Mu Qing is really weird. Just now he was in the early stage of transcendence, but now he is indeed in the middle stage."
Yin Si was the first to cast his gaze on Mu Qing, who was standing on his head and feet, and said with an indifferent expression: "He guessed that we would go to Liuye Bookstore and directly led this person here. It was obvious that he wanted to take advantage of us."
Yin Yi shook his head and said calmly: "Based on the last trick this man showed, if my guess is correct, he is the second worshipper of the dynasty, an alcoholic swordsman."
Yin Si narrowed his eyes slightly. He hated being used most, and he actually wanted to sit back and watch. But at this time, Yin Yi had already made up his mind, so he could only nod silently in agreement.
"I wonder why Shopkeeper Chen and Li Fu are not here. Could it be that today's chaos in the city has something to do with our Hidden Valley from the beginning?" Yin Er said as he spread out his body skills and flew farther away from the center of the battlefield: "If that's the case, then we just happened to catch this day."
Yin Er's words were a bit out of God's will, but he also wanted to join in the fun today. When Yin Si was the only member of the White Tiger group left, he obviously started talking more, and said coldly: "What if we were there today?" Those fighting are beings like White Tiger and Lord Suzaku. You said that there is invisible guidance from heaven, but I still reluctantly believe it. This obviously means that someone can create this chaos."
Yin Yi smiled slightly and said: "If someone really deliberately creates this kind of chaos today, even Bai Hao will not end well."
Yin Er nodded, touched his goatee, raised the thin thread slightly, and looked towards the upper reaches of Qingxi River, "It came so fast. Judging from the formation, I am afraid it will not be weaker than the mid-transcendent stage."
Several people hid from a distance and watched the occupation. Just in front of their sight, beyond the two figures in the center of the battlefield, they could already see densely packed soldiers pouring towards Qingyun Street.
I'm afraid there's not enough time...
Mu Qing felt a little depressed, and out of the corner of his eye he caught the soldiers running towards this direction more clearly than Yin Yi and the others.
The figures of these soldiers were overwhelming, like locusts passing by. Chu Lue was afraid that there were more than a thousand of them. According to the information he learned from Yin Er after the military formation was combined, Mu Qing judged that the power of this military formation was no longer extraordinary. Under the mid-term.
But Meng Zhang's words have not disappeared long ago. His current strength at the mid-transcendent level is only a quarter of an hour.
Thinking of this, Mu Qing narrowed his starry eyes, passed through the still intertwined and inseparable sword aura, and looked at the person on the ground.
"Haha, boy, even if your grandfather and I lose half my life today, I will keep you here."
Ji Xiu had sinister eyes and a bloody smile on his old face. His calves were sunk into the soil, and his upper body was shaking, but he just didn't fall down.
Mu Qing never underestimated any enemy he encountered, but only when he tried his best but was still in a stalemate, could he understand again what sword cultivation is!
Sword cultivators have always had their own unique style.
Mu Qing looked at the madness in the expression of the person below him when he spoke, and his thoughts on getting rid of him to avoid future troubles became more intense.
The most powerful moves that Mu Qing has mastered are those in the Lihuo Sword Manual. The one he uses most easily is the Lihuo Breaking Spirit that targets the spiritual body of the monks. However, the moves that were always invincible were used by Meng Zhang. Commenting on the sword energy that had the origin of kendo, he was stopped again.
The power of the two swords that existed before the two of them had reached the mid-transcendent level. They collided with each other and seemed to have their own lives. The white swords were as hot as the underworld fire that burns the soul in the underworld. And under the white sword energy, the black sword energy as deep as ink is like the silent Styx that prevents the soul from dying.
Ji Xiu's level of swordsmanship is far beyond that of Mu Qing, a newcomer who has just entered the threshold. On his old face covered in the smell of alcohol, he actually found a further direction for his swordsmanship in his madness. With that sound Hearing the silent hum of the swordsmanship made him quite intoxicated.
Mu Qing was surrounded by the trembling sound of the sword, and was quite frightened by the sudden extra aura on Ji Xiu's body. It was a powerful Tao charm that could bring destruction even in a crazy and desperate situation.
Those who are in it will sincerely feel a little more afraid of surrendering to the Tao.
This old guy won't be able to break up and then stand up again, he can't wait any longer...
After the two people were in a stalemate for only seven or eight breaths, Mu Qing was determined in his heart. With green light flowing all over his body, he actually physically passed through the two intertwined sword energies under him. Ji Xiu looked at him with a bit of anger. Under his gaze, he punched him in the head.
boom.
Bang bang bang bang——
Fists as hard as gold came like raindrops, and Ji Xiu was stunned.
The damage to the spiritual fetus of the Sea of Consciousness made him howl wildly, and the heart of the sword trembled, making him unable to contain the sword energy. After being locked by the Mu Qing Qi machine, he used the strongest sword energy in his life in anger. , it was at this time that he finally found a chance, a chance to go further with the sword.
But what did this man do?
The hatred in Ji Xiu's heart...even if he cuts the person in front of him into pieces, I'm afraid it won't be able to relieve him at all.
The green light on Mu Qing's body was much thinner, and the flesh and blood torn apart by the sword energy could be seen on his arms, but he didn't even look at it, pursed his lips, and punched Ji Xiu's face one after another.
I still remember that before he met Ye Yun, when he faced the second-grade sword Xiu Geng Jian for the first time, he won the victory punch by punch like this.
Body-shattering and divine fighting style!
In the Ten Thousand Poison Manual, it is the most common move, but it is also the move that can bring out the Ten Thousand Poison Green Qi to the limit.
Mu Qing's right fist landed on Ji Xiu's face. Before he could retract it, the sound of wind and thunder on his left hand came to Ji Xiu's face.
In one breath, Mu Qing's punch was shattered, and the punch penetrated the flesh. Ji Xiu's beard and hair danced wildly, but because his lower body and his calves sank into the ground, his whole body was enveloped by Mu Qing's fist power, and he was like the wind. The catkins in the middle are generally swaying.
"Smelly little boy, ah!!!"
After Ji Xiu realized that even speaking a complete sentence had become a luxury, he let out a shrill shout from his throat. The aura gathering on the door finally broke after Mu Qing's second hundred laps.
At this time, only three more breaths had passed. Mu Qing heard the movement of the military formation getting closer and closer. His face was silent, not intending to give Ji Xiu the slightest chance to fight back. After the punches hit the flesh, the real power in his body Qi crazily attacked Ji Xiu's body.
Even though the meridians in Ji Xiu's body were strong enough, they were gradually eroded by Mu Qing's true energy.
Looking at the old man who opened his mouth to gather a sword energy again, Mu Qing had no distracting thoughts. He always believed in one truth: the more powerful the enemy, the less likely he is to give the opponent a chance to counterattack next time!
