Huangfu Nian looked at Dong Qing who was embarrassed very proudly, and the sword finger controlled the hundred-zhang-long earth-shattering giant sword above his head and slashed at Dong Qing without hesitation, as if to vent his frustration of being defeated by Dong Qing in the way of the sword.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that under his powerful blow, Dong Qing not only didn't dodge in a panic, but even took the lead and took the lead.

It's just that, looking at the ruler-long black sword qi that Dong Qing swung, Huangfu's first thought was to laugh, and the movements in his hands were also paused.

With this child-level sword qi, you want to defeat him?

However, Huang Fu Nian quickly suppressed this thought again, and thought cautiously: "This kid doesn't look like such an ignorant person?

For the sake of prudence, Huang Fu Nian did not ignore this sword qi, only to see that as soon as he turned his sword finger, the hundred-zhang giant sword above his head turned around, and the entire sword body was erected.

Then, Huangfu Nian sword finger swung down violently, and the mountain-like giant sword changed from a downward split to a downward stab, and stabbed down towards Dong Qing with great speed.

The giant sword was like a mountain, not so much a thorn as it was pressed down towards Dong Qing!

All this happened between the lightning and flint, and after Huang Fu Nian changed the attack method of the giant sword, the dark sword qi was still a hundred meters away from him.

Soon, with the stabbing of the giant sword, the sword body, which was at least ten meters wide, was suddenly like an impenetrable giant gate blocking the middle of Huangfu Nian and the dark sword qi.

At this time, Huangfu Nian finally put his mind at ease, and his gaze shifted to Dong Qing's body again, only this time he was taken aback.

I saw that Dong Qing, whose breath was already disordered, actually stopped in the air and did not dodge, raised his head slightly and looked at the giant sword stabbed up and down above his head without fear.

"Did you give up? That's right, no matter how amazing he is, he is still too young after all, and it is already incredible that he can fight me to this extent!"

Huangfu Nian thought about this with satisfaction, his eyes were firmly fixed on the trajectory of the giant sword, as long as he found that Dong Qing was really unable to resist, he would disperse the giant sword in time, so as not to hurt Dong Qing.

Dong Qing now represents a mysterious sect, and what is even more terrifying is that his master is still an immortal emperor, which cannot be offended!

Dong Qing quickly glanced at the dark sword qi of the Infant Sword and found that it would concentrate the giant sword before it was pressed down, and he immediately relaxed his heart, ignoring the huge feeling of oppression above his head.

"Damn, this kid really gave up, but it's not good for you to admit defeat directly, it's all like this and you are still pretending to be a master with Lao Tzu!" Huang Fu Nian saw that Dong Qing actually had his eyes half-closed, and immediately complained.

Just as he was about to disperse the giant sword, his body suddenly shook, and the sword fingers suddenly stiffened in midair, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

I saw that when the giant sword almost hit Dong Qing, the entire giant sword suddenly seemed to have been hit violently, and after a huge tremble, it collapsed into a mist-like sword qi.

Not only that, but before Huang Fu Nian could react, the mist-like sword qi in the sky was suddenly sucked by something.

In just an instant, the sword qi that was originally blocking between Huang Fu Nian and Dong Qing disappeared, and Huang Fu Nian finally saw the smile on the corner of Dong Qing's mouth, as well as ...... The swarthy sword qi that frantically absorbed the sword qi.

"How is that possible?!"

Huang Fu Nian's thick sword eyebrows were raised suddenly, and the pupils of his eyes focused almost instantly, staring at the dark sword qi that seemed to be chewing something like a living thing not far away.

He took a step forward suddenly, his fists creaking, and his knuckles began to turn white, "What kind of move is this, why can it devour my sword qi?"

Dong Qing smiled and said confidently: "The Infant Sword is one of the nine swords of the Spirit God that I created myself, specializing in the strong Yuan Infant, and can also devour the enemy's moves for my own use, but can I return it to the eyes of the Emperor Fu Daoyou?"

Not only did he enter his magic eyes, Huangfu Nian was already shocked, Dong Qing was able to create his own swordsmanship at such a young age, and it was such a powerful and weird swordsmanship!

Rao has lived for thousands of years, and he has never heard of such a thing!

"Daoyou is extremely talented, I admire it!" After being silent for a long time, Huangfu Nian couldn't help but bow his hand respectfully, by this time, he had already regarded Dong Qing as a peer in his heart.

Dong Qing smiled and didn't say anything, but with a wave of his sword, the dark sword qi that had become several times larger attacked towards Huangfu Nian again.

Huang Fu Nian was in high spirits, and the look in his eyes was not scared, nor was he shocked, if he really wanted to find a word to describe it, it would be to see the hunting heart.

He had a strong interest in Dong Qing's swordsmanship.

This time, the dark sword qi of the Infant Sword was controlled by Dong Qing himself, so the speed was much faster, but in the blink of an eye, it was close to Huangfu Nian.

Huang Fu Nian's body retreated again and again, and at the same time, the sword fingers connected the points, and the sword qi continued to hit the dark sword qi, trying to block the sword qi of the infant sword.

However, no matter how dense the sword qi he stimulated, how pure the sword qi was, it would be swallowed up by this dark sword qi, and his sword qi would seem to have become the nourishment of the infant sword!

The corners of Dong Qing's mouth curled slightly, and he said in his heart: "It's not so simple to crack the Infant Sword, the Infant Sword belongs to Yin, and there are many ways to crack it, there are three ways, but I don't know if Huangfu Nian can do it!"

The three methods of cracking the Infant Sword are actually quite simple and crude, one is to use the same yin attribute to resist, but it needs to be extremely pure yin attribute.

The second is to restrain with yang attributes, and the same requirements for the purity of yang attributes are also very high, otherwise they can't suppress the infant sword, but will be devoured by it.

The most brutal method is to use overwhelming cultivation to defeat this sword qi.

However, in Dong Qing's opinion, these three points of Huangfu can't be done, or his idea can't be done.

Although the cultivation attribute of Huangfu Nian is yang, the cultivation of this idea and the purity of the yang attribute are not enough to resist the infant sword that Dong Qing is now inspiring.

If his ontology comes, it is possible to crack it.

Sure enough, retreating again and again, countless sword qi had been stimulated, but it could not defeat this sword qi, and even made it swell several times, and Huangfu Nian finally discovered the key.

Huang Fu Nian's figure suddenly retreated sharply, and instantly opened a distance of 100 meters from the dark sword qi, he stood in the air, arched his hand at Dong Qing in the air, and said very decisively: "Daoyou swordsmanship is exquisite, admit defeat in the next!"

Hearing this, the corners of Dong Qing's mouth curled, and then with a wave of his hand, the infant sword disappeared in an instant, as if it had never existed.

"Daoist friend is too modest, you are just a thought now, if the deity is like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch a few tricks from Daoyou!" Dong Qing humbly arched his hand.

Huang Fu Nian smiled reluctantly, did not answer, and said in his heart: "If I still need my deity to deal with you a little Jindan stage monk, then haven't I cultivated for thousands of years in vain!"