The life and death battle between the two was extremely gorgeous. But judging from the situation, Qin Qinglin kept firing, and Gu Xiaotian just retreated.
But Qin Qinglin always had a solemn expression, because he could already feel the powerful sword intent in Gu Xiaotian's body, which had inadvertently reached a new level.
Qin Qinglin had no doubts. What on earth is he waiting for? Qin Qinglin did not dare to show any slightness, and at the same time he was also very excited.
Because this was no different from the battle he had envisioned. It is through such a battle that we can have a chance to conquer the ghosts and gods.
Qin Qinglin stopped drawing his gun and took a deep breath. The energy in his body surged with majestic momentum. Seeing Qin Qinglin stop moving, Gu Xiaotian frowned and his eyes were sharp.
The opponent in front of him is indeed more powerful than all the people he has encountered before put together. He originally thought that he had concealed his sword intent well enough and used a delaying tactic to consume Qin Qinglin's patience, but now it seems that this little trick is of no use against this man.
Gu Xiaotian muttered twice, a golden light flashed between his eyebrows, and a golden flying sword flew out from the sword hide. At this moment, Qin Qinglin felt an extremely powerful sword intent. The golden flying sword looked so dazzling under the sunlight.
Then, the golden flying sword hit the sky, the sky and the earth changed color, and the sea of clouds surged. As a golden light slowly fell, Qin Qinglin's eyes widened.
In front of his eyes, a sword energy pillar as thick as a century-old tree suddenly appeared. Even the immortals in the sky were shocked by this scene.
Since ancient times, among sword cultivators, those who can condense a long river of sword energy are considered superior sword cultivators, and the depth, width, and sword intent stored in the river are the evaluation of a superior sword cultivator's strength. standards.
But this is the first time I have seen this Sword Qi Pillar. Yes, since ancient times, even the sword immortals in the sky may not be able to condense such sword energy pillars.
Not far away, Gu Qingfeng also looked at the sword energy pillar, clicked his tongue twice, and said with a smile: "Comparing people with each other makes people very angry." Qian Qingxuan opened his mouth slightly and started to clasp his hands together.
That sword energy pillar stretched across the sky and the earth, exuding a strong sword energy and an incomparable edge. Even the villagers hiding in the house were shocked, and they all lamented the arrival of the immortal.
But most of them are still afraid of this, because in their eyes, the appearance of this sword energy pillar means that the village is about to be destroyed.
Qin Qinglin nodded, not stingy with his praise.
"Such a battle is somewhat interesting." Gu Xiaotian ignored Qin Qinglin, and with a thought, he formed a sword formula with one hand, pointed forward, and said softly,
"Go!" Something began to fall off around the sword qi pillar. Like a pillar made of red leather that has been around for many years, the paint has begun to fall off at this moment.
But that's not the case. Every layer of patent leather that falls off actually means that a flying sword transformed by sword energy leaves the sword energy pillar and flies away towards the sky and the earth.
In just a few breaths, at least ten flying swords transformed from sword energy appeared here. The sword energy in the sky is frightening.
Has anyone seen such a method before? Gu Qingfeng found a new path as a warrior in the world, while Gu Xiaotian found a new path as a swordsman in the world.
The corners of Qin Qinglin's mouth raised slightly, he was really happy about this sword energy pillar. He slowly exhaled a breath and held the spear across his chest, his eyes full of fighting intent.
As the ten flying swords flew towards him, he tapped his toes on the ground, then jumped into the air, sideways dodged the first flying sword, and with a flick of his wrist, the spear pierced out.
The qi energy all over the sky intertwined and quickly changed the color of the entire sky over Xu Hai. A flying sword was immediately broken by Qin Qinglin, but the flying sword still kept flying towards him, and soon surrounded him.
Qin Qinglin stood in the center of the flying sword and laughed maniacally. He shouted loudly, and his energy instantly rippled away.
He had prepared a lot for this battle. At this moment, it's finally time to use it. With Qin Qinglin's loud shout, the clouds suddenly began to dissipate.
Gu Xiaotian squinted and could vaguely see a snow-white aura slowly emerging from Qin Qinglin's body, like the white mist in the morning.
After that, the snow-white aura wrapped Qin Qinglin and enveloped him. Gu Xiaotian twitched the corner of his mouth, executed a sword formula, waved his sleeves, and ten more flying swords fell off the sword energy pillar and crashed towards Qin Qinglin.
This was not over yet. As Gu Xiaotian kept waving his sleeves, ten flying swords appeared every time he waved his sleeves. After repeated repetitions, there were already hundreds of flying swords circling in the sky, densely packed on the sky.
At the same time, the sword energy pillar was a whole lot thinner than before, but the sword energy was still soaring into the sky.
"Go again!" As Gu Xiaotian's second sentence fell, the hundreds of flying swords that were just hovering in the sky now all hit the white mist, and the hundreds of flying swords passed by, It's like a white horse passing through the gap, pulling out hundreds of gorgeous traces in mid-air, like treating the sky as a sheet and tearing apart hundreds of desolate strips of cloth.
The flying sword passed between heaven and earth, but its final destination was still Qin Qinglin. At this moment, Qin Qinglin was just shrouded in white mist. Although he couldn't see inside, he was just a target for the hundreds of flying swords.
Countless sword energies that do not belong to the world are now attached to each flying sword, which is so terrifying. The flying sword continued to fly between the sky and the earth, bringing up a stream of fireflies wherever it went.
There is heavy rain in the world. But at this moment, the world is full of sword rain. This kind of scene has never happened before. This is definitely the first time.
Qin Ru in the sky looked at all this and frowned. If she hadn't noticed that Dong Liuyao had been staring at her, she would have rushed down to the Tianmen to have a look at the hundred flying swords.
This is completely beyond everyone's cognition, including the immortals. Looking at such a scene, Qian Qingxuan asked weakly: "You, my junior brother, are you really just a Martial Master?" She really doubted whether Gu Xiaotian had already broken through to the point of seeking defeat, but he never showed his talent. That’s all.
If this was the case, Qian Qingxuan would have to lament that it was a miracle that Gu Xiaotian himself could survive when he was delayed outside the city.
Gu Qingfeng spread his hands and said helplessly: "He is definitely not seeking defeat, but he is the first one in history to be able to do this." Then, he chuckled and said: "Otherwise, how can we say that we are brothers? In a certain They are really the same in some respects." In fact, at that moment, Gu Qingfeng also had such confusion.
But soon, Gu Qingfeng put these confusions behind him. Why should he think about something he couldn't understand? He just needed his junior brother to create a new path.
While Gu Qingfeng was laughing, the hundreds of flying swords on the sky had already crashed into the white mist. The hundreds of flying swords were connected in a line. At first glance, it looked like a huge sword covering the sky, but in fact they were scattered across the sky. Orderly, non-stop, and swarming.
The entire sky has long been filled with sword energy, billowing like ink. The next moment, countless flying swords rushed into the white mist, while the remaining flying swords kept wandering and tearing outside the white mist.
And as the first flying sword hit, Gu Xiaotian's brows began to frown. With the passage of time, the number of flying swords outside the white mist has been reduced by half, but the white mist is still thick, and has not been broken by the flying swords at all.
Gu Xiaotian sighed helplessly, and then summoned dozens of flying swords from the sword energy pillar. The guy in front of me really cannot be treated with common sense.
It's really not easy to kill. ......... Qin Qinglin's white mist is like an endless huge bag, containing all the flying swords without leaving any trace.
Seeing these flying swords being absorbed into the white mist, Gu Xiaotian gritted his teeth, but he was helpless.
This move was what he had planned from the beginning. It would be best if he could suppress Qin Qinglin with this move. Even if he couldn't suppress it, it should still be able to cause some damage.
But judging from the current situation, Gu Xiaotian will inevitably be a little disappointed. Doesn't this work? Gu Xiaotian looked at the white mist. At this time, after absorbing the flying swords, the white mist became somewhat lighter, and the faces of the people inside could be vaguely seen.
Qin Qinglin's face at this time was not actually very good-looking, but compared to Gu Xiaotian, he was still relatively relaxed.
Gu Xiaotian narrowed his eyes, slowly exhaled a breath of sword energy, and lingered in front of him. Breathing sword energy from the mouth can be done by a sword cultivator who has reached Wu Chi or above, but it is obvious that Qin Qinglin does not think that the sword energy breathed out by Gu Xiaotian is the same as that of ordinary sword cultivators.
His guess was not wrong, this sword energy was actually just a cover-up. The sword energy lay across his chest, and when Gu Xiaotian blew it out, a flying sword appeared from behind, and in an instant it was divided into three handles.
Gu Xiaotian's other flying sword, the Sansheng Sword. Qin Qinglin raised his eyebrows. He had heard of the Sansheng Sword earlier, but it was not a peerless weapon. Compared with the golden flying sword, it was not worth mentioning at all.
But he never expected that Gu Xiaotian would sacrifice the Sansheng Sword in the end. The corners of Qin Qinglin's mouth raised slightly.
Is Guizhou Donkey exhausted? Qin Qinglin stood in the white mist with a spear in his hand. He was not in a hurry to draw the gun, but wanted to continue to observe the subsequent changes.
Gu Xiaotian frowned inadvertently. The opponent in front of him was really not easy to deceive. However, since the sword had been unsheathed, there was no room to take it back. Gu Xiaotian was forced to form a sword formula, point his finger towards the sky, and shout loudly.
"Come!" In an instant, brilliance circulated on the sky. What fell next was the golden flying sword.
The golden flying sword followed behind the Sansheng Sword. It followed steadily at first, but in an instant, it suddenly accelerated and passed through the Sansheng Sword body from behind, cutting the Sansheng Sword in half, and rushed forward. White mist.
In this way, the Sansheng Sword is completely useless. If other little sword cultivators saw this, it would be a pity.
But for the two people in this battle, sacrificing a Sansei Sword is really nothing.
Qin Qinglin, who was hiding in the white mist, finally made his next move. He raised his gun and rushed out of the white mist, crashing into the golden flying sword.
The two collided, setting off layers of air waves. Gu Xiaotian only felt an uncomfortable feeling welling up in his heart, and then rushed to his throat. The smell of blood was already on the tip of his tongue, and he finally spit out a mouthful of blood.
But the latter was still full of confidence. Even if he couldn't force the golden flying sword back even half an inch, he still faced it with a gun without giving in at all.
A wave of air hit Gu Xiaotian. Gu Xiaotian's eyes widened, but he had no time to react. He flew back dozens of feet.
At the same time, the sword energy on the golden flying sword was also much weaker, which gave Qin Qinglin an opportunity to advance again and again, forcefully forcing the golden flying sword back.
Gu Xiaotian fell heavily to the ground and had no time to make adjustments. He could only use his consciousness to control the golden flying sword and hit Qin Qinglin.
Qin Qinglin just glanced at the flying sword that hit him, lowered his head, let the flying sword pass by him, scraping off a few strands of his hair, and then rushed towards Gu Xiaotian with a gun.
Only a few steps away from Gu Xiaotian, Qin Qinglin flicked his wrist and thrust out the spear with great energy.
At that moment, Gu Xiaotian actually made a move that Qin Qinglin had never thought of. He actually caught the spear with his palm, otherwise the spear would not have advanced half a minute.
Gu Xiaotian's left palm was pierced by a spear, and blood poured out. But this was nothing. What surprised Qin Qinglin even more was that he found that the energy began to flow into Gu Xiaotian's body along the wound.
Absorbing the opponent's luck and taking it as your own is always at the advantageous moment. If you are about to lose your life, how can you have any free time to think about absorbing the opponent's luck?
What Gu Xiaotian did was exactly the opposite. Enduring the severe pain in his left palm, Gu Xiaotian gritted his teeth, closed his fingers, and grabbed the spear tightly.
When Qin Qinglin saw this situation, he couldn't help but cursed,
"You are crazier than Gu Qingfeng." Gu Xiaotian forced a smile, stood up slowly, grabbed the spear, and used all his strength to pull it back.
Qin Qinglin did not dare to neglect, and after taking back the remaining energy, he let go. Gu Xiaotian grabbed the spear and endured the severe pain to pull it out of his palm. At this time, there was a huge blood hole in his palm.
Qin Qinglin's lack of a spear does not mean that he has no means of attack, but in this situation, he does not dare to attack rashly.
It is true that he wants to conquer the ghosts and gods, but the prerequisite is that he must survive a life-and-death battle between the two. Only by living can you have a chance to conquer ghosts and gods.
Therefore, Qin Qinglin was careful and cautious in this fight. Even if he did not hide his clumsiness as soon as he made a move, if he observed carefully, he was actually wary from the beginning until now.
Although there is some contradiction between going all out and holding back cautiously, there is actually a reason behind it. When masters fight, it may be between hundreds of moves, or it may be between one move.
But there is only one thing, paying attention to every detail is the key to whether you can win. He had fought with Gu Qingfeng countless times, even in the previous battle with Qingshi, or later in the battle with Qinchuan, but he might not have been so cautious.
Gu Xiaotian slowly raised his left hand. The whole palm was bloody, but he could see a trace of Qi flowing.
It was an extremely subtle sword energy. The sword energy continued to linger in the palm of Gu Xiaotian's hand, and then slowly moved inward. The blood hole in his left palm recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
So far, the one who has gained the most from this battle is not Qin Qinglin, but Gu Xiaotian. Gu Xiaotian's natural hegemonic body has the characteristics of self-healing. It used to only deal with some external injuries. As the realm improves, some subsequent internal injuries can also be repaired one after another, but now it has reached a new level.
After the huge blood hole in the palm was now only an injury that was difficult to see with the naked eye, the subtle sword energy still did not dissipate. Instead, it spread out and lingered between Gu Xiaotian's fingers.
Gu Xiaotian slowly raised his head, looked across and smiled slightly. Immediately afterwards, Gu Xiaotian suddenly clenched his fist, and the sword energy suddenly exploded in his palm, and then overflowed from his fingers.
throughout the oasis village. No, it should be said that it is the entire world. Another overbearing and terrifying sword energy appeared in the world.
Even Qin Qinglin didn't expect that he would make him reach a higher level. Yes, Gu Xiaotian has now completely surpassed the first heavenly sting.
This step is seeking defeat! Qin Qinglin narrowed his eyes and felt the terrifying sword energy emanating from the sky and the earth. At this time, he was extremely convinced that even Gu Qingfeng might not be able to summon such sword energy.
This sword energy may be the strongest sword force I have ever felt in my life. Whether it is sword energy or sword intention, they are both unparalleled in the world.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Qin Qinglin always felt that as soon as Gu Xiaotian crossed that heavenly sting, he had already arrived in front of the second heavenly sting.
This is absolutely impossible. Even within the realm of seeking defeat, there is still a gap. Just like Song Bufan and Qin Qinglin, although both of them are in a state of seeking defeat, in fact, one has just walked a short distance on the road of seeking defeat, while the latter has reached the end of seeking defeat.
But this sword energy is clearly the sword energy that can only be obtained by seeking defeat at the end. Not far away, Gu Qingfeng felt the sword energy, and was rarely excited.
Qian Qingxuan was very confused. His junior brother was so charming and his chances of winning were even better. Shouldn't he be even more excited?
Qian Qingxuan couldn't help but asked: "What are you thinking about?" Gu Qingfeng looked solemn, pointed to the sky, and sighed: "The immortal is about to take action." Qian Qingxuan mocked: "Oh, you guy, you are also afraid When the immortal takes action?" Gu Qingfeng said helplessly: "What do you call this? The old guys in the sky have lived for a hundred years, and you think only one person will take action?" Qian Qingxuan raised his eyebrows, originally a little worried The worried expression was relieved a lot.
The more distressed Gu Qingfeng is, the better the news is for her. She wished that all the people in heaven would take action to protect Qin Qinglin.
At the very least, Qin Qinglin will not really die in front of her eyes. Even if Qin Qinglin ascends to Tianmen and she stays in the human world, she can know that Qin Qinglin is still alive and well, and she will have no regrets even if she dies.
Gu Qingfeng exhaled a breath of turbid air, and with a thought, the nine flying swords were already hovering beside him. Then he looked at Qian Qingxuan and asked a question that Qian Qingxuan thought was idiotic.
"I want to stop them, will you come with me?" Qian Qingxuan almost blurted out "I won't go", but stopped when he reached his lips.
Even she was a little surprised. Gu Qingfeng glanced at Qian Qingxuan, but without saying anything, he took a few steps first and said with a smile: "People are selfish. It's okay to be selfish for your own sake." Qian Qingxuan opened his mouth slightly and touched it. Touching his chest, he began to doubt.
Does she really want Qin Qinglin to leave her? Looking at Gu Qingfeng who had already set off, Qian Qingxuan raised his feet countless times before finally falling back to the original place.
Gu Qingfeng looked back at her and suggested, "How about a gamble?" Then he jumped up.
Qian Qingxuan pursed her lips, looked at the figure rushing towards the sea of clouds, and did something she originally thought she would never do in her life.
She tapped her toes on the ground, jumped up, and chased after Gu Qingfeng's back.
