Chapter Ninety-Four: Draw the Sword

"Hmph, the junior who fiddles with the mouthpiece, look for death!"

Yuan Wenjun, who was following closely, snorted coldly, a sneer of disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the cold snort exploded like thunder.

Man is still in mid-air,

Grabbing out of the air with one hand, absorbing the air, rolling sleeves and robes swaying, buzzing and trembling, you can see that the air within a radius of a few zhang seems to be grabbed out with one hand.

Wisps of energy spread out, ingesting the void,

The volley turned into a huge wind and cloud hand several feet in the air, and bombarded and slapped down in the direction of Zhang Qingyuan!

Human-level high-grade martial arts: Yin Wind and Cloud Palm!

Under this terrifying martial art, an invisible barrier suddenly rose up around it, freezing the air!

Zhang Qingyuan stood on the cliff river,

Surrounded by this huge wind and cloud hand, layers of invisible barriers from the surrounding dragons, like a frozen space, go up to the sky and into the earth, there is no place to escape!

When Zhang Qingyuan escaped before, Dacheng Yunyan's steps were extremely fast, and he almost escaped Yuan Wenjun's tracking, which made him extremely impressed.

If you let the other person run away again,

Fleeing into a crowded place, once exposed, will inevitably bring disaster to itself.

It's just a matter of killing the disciples of the outer sect of the Yunshui Sect in a no-man's land in the wilderness, if you dare to hunt down and kill like this in full view of everyone, it is simply a provocation to the Yunshui Sect!

Yuan Wenjun didn't have that much courage.

When Zhang Qingyuan stopped and stood in the middle of the cliff waterfall river, Yuan Wenjun was not surprised!

"Since you want to find death, then fulfill you!"

This high-grade martial art is already Yuan Wenjun's most powerful killer weapon!

As soon as you make a move,

It's lore!

If you don't give Zhang Qingyuan any way to live, you will kill him here!

A sneer appeared at the corner of Yuan Wenjun's mouth, and under the cover of the huge spirit yuan, the terrifying hand of the several zhang zhang had already blocked all of Zhang Qingyuan's retreats!

In the face of this crisis, Zhang Qingyuan's eyes were flat,

The figure leaned back,

But it was like stumbling and falling, and falling towards the mouth of the cliff and waterfall without defense!

Falling into the cliff waterfall hundreds of meters high,

Fall into the endless abyss of torrent rushing!

"Ridiculous, don't you really think you'll be able to get away with it?!"

Yuan Wenjun sneered,

The figure flew like a big bird, but it followed closely behind Zhang Qingyuan, jumping into the waterfall like a bird!

The powerful spirit element around the body shook and emitted, forming a huge aura that shocked everything, and it actually caused a huge amount of waterfall canopy that fell in the surrounding space to explode and open in mid-air, and the waves exploded and rolled upside down, turning into rain!

"Dead !!"

The waves of water burst into the sky, and countless water droplets, circling and converging, suddenly turned into a terrifying giant hand that collapsed the sky, causing the surrounding air to tremble violently!

Powerful martial arts are approaching!

However, Zhang Qingyuan regarded it as if it were nothing.

Now he fell from a cliff,

Didn't use the slightest spirit element.

The massive collapsing and falling rivers around him seemed to him to be still, leveling with each other, between heaven and earth.

Zhang Qingyuan closed his eyes.

He felt it,

At this moment,

There was a kind of mysterious change in the spiritual consciousness, this change was so wonderful, suddenly, it seemed to be full of a rhythm like the rhyme of heaven and earth, intertwined with the huge thunderous water crash below, and converged into the mysterious notes of heaven and earth.

Suddenly,

Everything around me seemed to come to a standstill.

Zhang Qingyuan seems to feel that he has become this space, this world, and the "point" in the center of this waterfall!

With dotted lines, linear surfaces, interwoven lines perceive and shroud, and continue to spread to the outside world of the entire world in all directions, turning into a mysterious and boundless painting of heaven and earth, which coincides with the sword intent post that was comprehended in the secret land of the Jiang family that day!

A heavy feeling of the past surfaces in front of me.

On that day, the wind and rain on the rivers and rivers were sympathetic, and the wind and rain were cut out of the air.

On that day, he was ambushed in the forest, and he drew his sword to cross the air, and Sancheng sword intent instantly slashed the enemy.

The last one hangs in the Jiang family's secret vault, a living sword intent post!

Scene after scene,

Constantly intertwined in front of the eyes,

In the end, they converged together, like three delicate and fertile nutrients, intertwined and gathered to produce the most gorgeous flowers!

Zhang Qingyuan opened his eyes,

In the blink of an eye, the whole world is different!

It's like entering a novel world that is difficult to describe in words!

That's kind of,

Qingxuan's feelings, which are difficult to describe in words, the heaven and earth qi of the entire waterfall are all converging at this moment, reflecting on Zhang Qingyuan's heart!

At this point,

Zhang Qingyuan's figure, together with the huge amount of river water, fell straight into the abyss of a waterfall, and there were huge and terrifying martial arts blocking the sky on the top, and the rolling terrifying aura crushed him.

But his gaze is particularly bland,

It's like nothing.

cliff waterfall,

One up and down, two figures fell down the waterfall from above.

I don't know when,

A long sword with a scabbard appeared in Zhang Qingyuan's hand and held it in his hand.

Man is still in the middle of the air,

A sound spread leisurely among the thunder of the rolling waterfall, like a heaven and earth note above the sound, drowning out the roar of the rumbling water, spreading towards the smoke clouds around it, and spreading far away.

"The sun shines on the incense burner and produces purple smoke,

Looking at the waterfall in the distance.

Flying down three thousand feet,

It is suspected that the Milky Way fell for nine days. ”

The mysterious notes spread, spreading and echoing in the surrounding void for a long time, and everyone who heard this sound felt peaceful, as if they had seen the scene of the Milky Way rushing and falling!

In the leisurely voice,

In a flash

Yuan Wenjun only felt that the whole world had changed at this moment,

The raging and rushing river waterfall, the violent impact suddenly gave birth to a mysterious artistic conception.

The waterfall is falling, the water vapor is steaming up, the sky is full of clouds and mist, and under the light of the sun, it seems to be a purple halo, rendering the whole waterfall like a fairyland.

The hanging Broken River Waterfall is like a 3,000-foot-long Milky Way that has fallen from nine days to the world!

In Yuan Wenjun's perception,

Heaven and earth were silent at this moment.

The rushing and falling waterfall stagnated, the sound of rolling thunder subsided, and the whole world seemed to freeze the picture!

"Haha, what a poetry sword fairy, what a Li Taibai!"

At this moment,

Zhang Qingyuan only felt that his heart was unprecedentedly smooth, and his momentum had reached an unprecedented peak!

The silver shadow sword was unsheathed at this moment,

Draw the sword!

The sword drawing technique that has accumulated a lot of sword intent is finally out of the sheath at this moment!

Recite!

The clear sword chant runs through the sky, like waves rising from the ground, and a touch of the morning sun rising from the sea covers all the light in the sky and on the ground.