Qi Lan was not affected at all in the subsequent conflict.
His eyes were firm, and he directly grasped the hilt of the White Fish Immortal Sword by borrowing the majestic Dao aura.
However, the latter obviously did not want to be held by him, and immediately released a very strong sword to resist, but it was just within the limit of what Qi Lan could bear.
As a result, the surging sword intent tempered the body, like thousands of knives cutting into his body. Countless blood marks instantly appeared on Qi Lan's body, his clothes were in tatters, his face was pale, and the strands of Dao aura were cut like noodles. It turned into a thin gossamer and floated in the air.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he has no chance.
Master Muyuan sighed lightly. Although this son's realm is not the highest among his contemporaries he has ever seen, it is even far from the highest. The mysterious aura of the avenue seems to be borrowed from elsewhere, but personal opportunity is also a matter of strength. a part of.
Qi Lan is already one of the most likely to succeed among everyone today.
But now it is about to fail.
Ji Ning also had some worry in his eyes.
Qi Lan has obviously reached his limit, but the White Fish Immortal Sword has no intention of surrendering, and the sword's intention is getting stronger and stronger.
If this continues, if Qi Lan doesn't let go, sooner or later he will be pierced and divided by the terrifying sword intent and die!
"let it go!"
Then, Ji Ning sighed and reminded loudly.
"I don't!"
Qi Lan showed unwillingness and roared in pain and determination. He once again burned all the spiritual energy in his body and forcibly raised his aura to its peak.
"The spirit of the weapon helps me, the map of mountains and rivers, the origin of the world!"
He roared angrily, almost frantically asking for the original power of the avenue from the Shanhe Sheji Tu. The old man with the weapon spirit also had a determined look on his face. On the premise of not letting the small world collapse, he drew out all the original avenue to help Qi Lan.
For a moment, the pressure of energy escaping from Qi Lan's hand actually made the surrounding Seventh Realm great monks feel a hint of threat.
Just like in the animal kingdom, cats are the natural enemies of mice.
This kind of threat does not mean that Qi Lan actually has the strength to threaten them, but that the original energy of the avenue he has released has made all the great practitioners sitting in the clouds subconsciously look at it. fear.
Ji Ning looked at Qi Lan with a worried expression. As the saying goes, the authorities are confused, but those who watch are clear.
He originally didn't think that Qi Lan would make such a mistake. He knew that he couldn't do it but did it, risking everything and even his own life and fortune to bet on that one-in-a-million opportunity. He originally thought that the latter would stop in time.
But obviously, he still underestimated the temptation of the white fish sword to Qi Lan, or underestimated the latter's determination to obtain the opportunity to reach heaven and return home for revenge.
If you just work hard to get to this point, will you succeed?
Ji Ning stared at Qi Lan's back with a solemn expression.
I saw that he tried his best, facing thousands of sword energies, and once again grasped the hilt of the White Fish Sword. The latter was also struggling hard, but did not struggle away, and kept making a crisp buzzing sound. .
Qi Lan's approach seemed to have some effect.
Qi Lan was overjoyed when he saw this, thinking that he was about to succeed, so he hurriedly burned his blood and essence even harder, hoping to win the White Fish Immortal Sword in one go.
His expression was crazy, and a powerful flame burned all over his body. It was a concrete representation of his spiritual energy burning with all its strength, and the flame was still rising steadily, and rich vitality was injected into it. .
Qi Lan's long black hair also slowly turned white, and the life force in his body was constantly being squeezed out.
He will try his best to seize the White Fish Immortal Sword!
However, just then!
Qi Lan's mind was suddenly covered with a black shadow!
Boom!
Qi Lan's eyesight went dark, and his crazy life-burning actions stopped uncontrollably. Just before he could figure out what was happening, an indescribable, cold and domineering aura of power came. Like a violent storm, it suddenly enveloped him, making him unable to move!
Buzz—!
Even the sword intention of the White Fish Immortal Sword was slowly enveloped by the coercion and suppressed. All the auras released by the two stopped and dissipated. Even Qi Lan couldn't even breathe smoothly, and his face instantly became suffocated. red.
"come back!"
At this time, Liu Qing waved his hand.
I saw the white fish fairy sword in mid-air, suddenly flew into the mid-air, and hung again on the nine dragon heads.
As for Qi Lan's body, just as he waved, he landed right in front of Ji Ning and was supported by him.
Separated.
"Senior, this is..."
While Ji Ning supported Qi Lan, he turned his head to look at the tall and majestic black shadow behind him with a blank expression.
A moment ago, he said that he wanted to ensure the fairness of this opportunity, and even personally wounded Bai Chengluo. Why was it that when Qi Lan's desperate efforts reached the critical moment, he suddenly interrupted it?
Master Mu Yuan also squinted his eyes and looked at him quietly, waiting for a reasonable explanation.
But there's really nothing to explain.
Qi Lan gritted his teeth and glanced at the man behind him with some reluctance. He didn't say anything. He just slowly pushed away Ji Ning's support and took another step forward, as if he wanted to continue trying.
At this time, I heard the stern man behind me suddenly speak quietly:
"If you go to die again, I won't save you."
"Senior, what do you mean by this? I was almost successful just now. I even heard the sword roar!"
Qi Lan's eyes were red, he turned his head sharply, and shouted with suppressed anger.
He was really angry. He tried his best and risked everything. The weapon spirit also accompanied him to fight to the death, even the small world almost collapsed. He was about to surrender the white fish sword, but the man stopped him.
Who can stay away from anger?
Ji Ning was silent on the side, wanting to say something, but didn't know how to say it.
In all the time they had been together, he had never seen Qi Lan so angry.
And any normal person should be able to see that if Qi Lan didn't know that he couldn't beat Liu Qing, he would have gone up to kill him long ago, so why bother to show off his strength here.
"Do you think that sword roar is a precursor to your success? It's really ridiculous."
A hint of sarcasm appeared on Liu Qing's stern face.
He sat back down with an indifferent expression, looked at Qi Lan without any emotion and said:
"You don't understand swords, you don't understand Ye Jiu, and you don't understand Baiyu."
"His sword roar is not a sign that you are about to succeed. It's just that he sees that you are talented and a malleable talent, but he feels that you are not destined for it, so he reminds you."
"And just now, if you had continued to force yourself, even burning your essence and blood to fight to the death, then Baiyu would not have held back any longer. It can be said that if I had taken action just one second later, you would have been tempered by the sword's will and penetrated your heart. And die!"
Liu Qing's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Qi Lan's heart hard.
His face turned pale, and he looked at the White Fish Fairy Sword above. He seemed to understand something, but he was unwilling to accept it. He immediately clenched his fists and murmured with a pale face:
"No, that's impossible!"
"Try again, try again and you will definitely succeed!"
Qi Lan murmured in despair, then raised his head, just when he was about to take another step forward.
"Buzz!"
At this time, the fairy sword Baiyu hanging high in the air let out a sword chant again, and released a sharp sword energy, which struck in front of Qi Lan's footsteps and stirred up a strong dust.
Meaning, don’t make it obvious anymore.
"It's really like this."
When the other monks saw this, their expressions also showed surprise, and their eyes towards Liu Qing changed again.
Qi Lan himself looked down at the cold sword energy on the ground and was stunned for a long time. Then a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face. He was furious, blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and he fell straight down.
Fortunately, Ji Ning caught it quickly with quick eyes and hands.
"Don't take it too seriously."
Ji Ning sighed, helped Qi Lan aside, fed him a pill, and comforted him with a complicated expression:
"You are already very strong. So many seniors in the cultivation world have failed. You just lacked a little luck. Don't take it too seriously."
When Qi Lan heard this, he also smiled bitterly and closed his eyes with a painful expression.
He didn't understand this truth, but he was bound to win it because of the help of Shanhe Sheji Tu.
It was obvious that he had already grasped the hilt of the white fish sword.
Why didn't he succeed?
When Ji Ning saw this, he sighed again and said:
"But the next best thing is to do the next best thing. You have already obtained a lot this time, including magic tools and weapons. Just rest and recover. After you get out, it won't be long before you can return to your homeland."
"Well, I'm fine, I'm just a little unwilling."
Qi Lan opened his eyes and sighed. After all, isn't he the peerless genius who can become a swordsman? The opportunity to reach the sky is too tempting. He has heard the story of Ye Jiu since he was a child. All kinds of reasons combined together led to his ability to become a swordsman. Will work so hard.
It's just that even if he risked his life, he still couldn't win it. What a failure.
"That's all, there is no fate after all."
As he spoke, Qi Lan glanced at the stern man on the side, forced out a smile, weakly raised his hands and said:
"Thank you, senior, for your kindness in rescuing me. Just now, I was blinded by opportunity and went against your senior's good intentions. I hope senior won't take it to heart."
Liu Qing nodded slightly, indicating that he knew.
He did understand.
Putting himself in his shoes, if he was faced with this situation and was about to seize the opportunity to reach the sky but was forcibly pulled back by someone, he would definitely pick up the knife in anger and cut the person into pieces.
Although Qi Lan was angry, he did not lose his composure at the moment. He quickly recovered from the failure, accepted the fact that he was not good, and apologized to him.
Such a Taoist heart that is not afraid of setbacks is somewhat similar to what he had back then.
Especially Qi Lan's indomitable and unyielding sword intent.
As a result, Liu Qing looked at Qi Lan with a hint of appreciation.
