Chapter 493: Ten Thousand Swords Fly

Facing everyone's doubts, Song Qingshu didn't explain too much, just opened his hands and slowly raised them up.

"What is he going to do here?"

The heroes in the ring were looking forward to Song Qingshu's big move, who knew that after he raised his hand, there were not many visions around him, and he didn't even have a point of sword energy, so he couldn't help but turn his head and ears.

"Is he just posing?"

"Handsome is quite handsome, but the thunder is loud and the rain is small, and I blush for him. ”

"Shhhh

"It's just that Miss A-Qing is kind-hearted and can't bear to embarrass him. ”

……

A group of people were chatting enthusiastically when they suddenly heard someone exclaim, "Why is my sword moving?"

"Mine too!"

"Shaking so much!"

……

Soon, the people in the entire conference felt the sword in their hands tremble, and they all showed a hint of hellish expression, after all, their swords were all held in their hands, and no one else touched them, but they trembled for no reason.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

A dragon groan came, and everyone in the field was stunned to find that all the swords in their hands flew out of the scabbard, and they flew towards Song Qingshu in the ring, one by one erected in the air around him.

"It turned out to be him!"

This was the first reaction of everyone after seeing this scene.

"How is this possible!"

This is everyone's reaction immediately after, after all, the ability to take things from the air, although rare, but there are not no people in the rivers and lakes, Xiao Feng's dragon catcher, Gu Mozhi's crane control skill, and even the star absorption of any one thing**...... All have similar effects, but telekinesis often only controls one item, and I have never heard of someone who can control so many swords at the same time.

In the entire Golden Snake Conference, there were thousands of people who used swords as weapons, except for a few people with high skills who could control their swords from being taken by Song Qingshu, and the long swords in most people's hands were sucked into the ring.

Song Qingshu stood calmly on the stage like that, his hands were slightly open, and thousands of sharp swords surrounded him a few feet away, Rao was Guo Fu and Yuan Zi, who had always been against him

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Yi and others, the whole person also lost his mind for a moment, and he had to admit that Song Qingshu at this moment was really amazing.

"Good!"

I don't know who roared first, all the people in the field were excited, and now the two of them in the ring are filled with almost substantial innate sword qi, and the other is surrounded by hundreds of cold and shining swords, this kind of scene, they can't even dream of it, how can they not be excited to witness this kind of miraculous duel with their own eyes?

Ah Qing's eyes also lit up, Song Qingshu's strength was already worth her full strength, Ah Qing no longer kept it, with a wave of the green bamboo stick, the sword qi around her body seemed to have a cathartic opening, turning into countless cyan swords and stabbing at Song Qingshu on the other side of the ring.

Song Qingshu flipped his hands, and the thousands of long swords that had been standing in the air seemed to have been ordered, and they fell down in unison, and the cold and shining blades of the sword were aimed at Ah Qing in the distance, and they also stabbed forward.

Ding! Ding!

……

The sharp sword controlled by Song Qingshu faced the sword qi swung by Shang Aqing, as if real blades intersected, and there was a crisp sound of dragon groaning.

With every contact, a long sword controlled by Song Qingshu would inevitably shatter inch by inch, and it also meant that a sword qi of Ah Qing would die. Before the winner or loser was determined between the physical sword and the sword qi, Song Qingshu and Ah Qing had already moved.

Song Qingshu stepped on the sand without a trace and launched it with all his might, and his entire body turned into a phantom, carrying the remaining sharp sword, and attacked Ah Qing.

Ah Qing's old technique was repeated, and he still rotated in place like a spinning top and rose into the air, and one after another sword qi spread out in all directions like ripples.

Song Qingshu no longer retreated like last time, and the sharp sword that had been wrapped around his body was like armor, directly colliding with the cyan sword qi.

In fact, with Song Qingshu's body style, few people in the conference could keep up with his speed, but hundreds of sharp swords wrapped around his body, under the sunlight, like a silver-white giant python with scales spread all over his body, and the heroes of the rivers and lakes under the ring could see his general movement trajectory clearly.

The silver-white python wrapped Ah Qing in the center and kept squeezing it in, if it was someone else, I am afraid that it would have been crushed into minced meat by hundreds of sharp swords, only

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) However, Ah Qing is like a hedgehog covered in thorns, shooting out sword qi at 360 degrees without dead ends.

The silver python wrapped the hedgehog almost suffocated for a while, and was shot by the hedgehog for a while and had to let go of the surrounding, during the whole process, the heroes of the rivers and lakes could no longer see the figures of Song Qingshu and A Qing, and could only see countless cold and shining swords and cyan sword qi shooting from the sky.

"Is this his real strength?" Huang Rong's red lips opened slightly, staring at the ring in disbelief, and she couldn't help but compare Brother Jing with him in her heart, although Brother Jing's martial arts are high, but I am afraid that it will really fight......

"Is this the ultimate meaning of swordsmanship? If I can experience this state for a moment, I am willing to pay any price. Ling Hu Chong looked at the sword shadows in the ring with a fanatical expression, and couldn't help muttering to himself.

Ren Yingying on the side was angry and anxious when she heard this, thinking to herself, is he willing to give me away? But she quickly calmed down, after all, Brother Chong has no hobbies in his life, only loves wine, gambling, and swords, and what he said just now was just a casual remark he said.

Not to mention......

Ren Yingying's face suddenly turned red, if Song Qingshu really wanted to get herself, even if Brother Chong didn't give it, she couldn't stop the other party's ......

"It seems that Brother Song showed mercy to his subordinates in the inn last time, if he wants to use this trick, I'm afraid I ......" Thinking of the scene of the competition in the inn, Xiao Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Standing beside Xiao Feng, Yelu Nanxian's beautiful eyes bloomed with a strange brilliance, witnessing this epic battle, she faintly felt that her Sun and Moon Divine Sword had faint signs of breakthrough...... Thinking that the name of the sword technique he created was still given by Song Qingshu, the corners of Yelu Nanxian's lips couldn't help but show a good-looking smile.

"Brother Song is so good!" Zeng Rou clutched her chest, looking at the ring with starry eyes, and she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, who had always been restrained.

Zhou Zhiruo quietly glanced at Zhu Yujiao beside her, and saw that her face was flushed, and her face flashed with a layer of excitement, and she glanced at Huang Rong again, only to see Huang Rong's expression like a smile, and Guo Fu was adoring......

Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help biting her lip: Qingshu doesn't know how many girls' hearts will be captured in this battle, it really gives her wife a headache...... It's just that he's really handsome now!

(End of chapter)