Zhao Qi knelt down?

Qi Xuangui twisted his beard and sneered.

Qi Xuanxia secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Qi Xuanzhen's brows furrowed.

Qi Zhongshan looked up at the sky, opened his arms and exposed his chest, feeling the inexhaustible internal force in his body.

In the stands, Lu Zixiang's eyes widened, and Wei Yan grabbed his shoulder with one hand, making him unable to move.

"Senior Brother Zhongshan is mighty!"

I don't know who shouted, the martial arts arena boiled for a moment, and the disciples of the Heavenly Master's Mansion stood up to cheer for Qi Zhongshan.

Li Xi stared at the slender figure kneeling on the ground in the field in a daze, and his eyes were teary-eyed.

"The Heavenly Master's Mansion is despicable and shameless, and he actually uses an elixir like the Qi Enhancement Pill." Liu Qingfeng's face was gloomy, and he was extremely disgusted by the actions of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

Although he didn't have a good impression of Zhao Qi, he even despised the poisonous methods of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

In the field, Zhao Qi knelt on the ground, buried his knees in the loess, his head hung down, his face covered by long hair, and he saw blood falling drop by drop.

On his chest, blood stained the placket red.

Qi Zhongshan was frenzied, and Zhao Qi didn't expect him to hold on to the sword until he was slapped in pain.

His left hand was cut by the blade of Cao's sword, and blood dripped down, Qi Zhongshan didn't care, just opened his arms, feeling the surging internal force and the pursuit of the people of Sumen Mountain.

Unprecedented comfort.

Qi Zhongshan lowered his head, looked at the dying Zhao Qi, walked over step by step, and said as he walked: "Zhao Qi, I have to say that you are the first opponent that I Qi Zhongshan has ever met, what about genius?" Isn't it in my hands today? ”

Lu Zixiang fidgeted, anxiously looked at Wei Yan, and then at Zhao Qi in the field, at a loss.

His original hexagram was not like this, and Zhao Qi should have died in the hands of Wei Yan.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the corners of Zhao Qi's mouth, who had not seen any movement for a long time, showed a faint smile.

At the moment when Qi Zhongshan was about to make a move, Zhao Qi'er opened his eyes, and the sword stabbed out, piercing through Qi Zhongshan's abdomen.

Qi Zhongshan's pupils shrank, and he saw Zhao Qi holding the hilt of the sword and sneering.

The blow succeeded, and Zhao took off and retreated.

The cheers in the stands came to an abrupt end.

Qi Zhongshan looked at the blood oozing from his abdomen in disbelief, suddenly raised his head and glared at Zhao Qi, and roared angrily, "Why do you still have the strength?"

Zhao Qi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Qi fool, I can be regarded as a second-rate master, what if you are first-class?" Do you really want to kill the master with one blow? ”

It's not wrong to say that Qi Zhongshan is stupid, Fang just hit Zhao Qi without breathing for a long time, if he takes advantage of the victory to pursue, it will be difficult for Zhao Qi not to die.

Who knew that this kid was actually immersed in the power of Gou De and couldn't extricate himself, giving Zhao Qi a chance to heal his injuries secretly.

Zhao Qi seemed to be physically exhausted and hung on the ground, except for Wei Yan and Qi Xuanzhen in the stands, who could guess that he was using his skills to heal his injuries?

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Qi Zhongshan suddenly laughed, and said with a gloomy face: "What if you don't die?" I don't believe you can escape the palm of my hand. ”

After speaking, he stepped on the ground, and the two intact flying swords on the ground jumped up and hung in the air.

The sword trembled and buzzed.

"Go!"

Qi Zhongshan drank violently, and two flying swords came out in response.

Zhao Qi stepped on the dust, his steps were illusory, and he used the snake dance sword trick to fight with the two flying swords.

The flying sword sacrificed by Qi Zhongshan, whose internal strength had skyrocketed, was obviously much tougher than at the beginning, Zhao Qi was seriously injured, and now it was really the end of the crossbow, holding on to the last strength to fight.

"There are still too few excellent swordsmanship to learn."

In the stands, Liu Qingfeng sighed.

Zhao Qi's own qualifications can be described as the best in the world, but the swordsmanship he has learned is not a good swordsmanship, and the only thing that can be seen is the snake dance sword technique.

The snake dance sword technique is varied, and at first glance, it can indeed catch the opponent off guard, but it is difficult to play a role if it is used too much and the flaws are exposed.

In the stands, Wei Yan crossed his arms in front of his chest, and said in a flat tone: "The medicinal effect of the Qi Enhancement Pill is very short, he only needs to hold on to a pillar of incense, and Qi Zhongshan will lose."

Lu Zixiang was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he suddenly stood up and shouted to the audience: "Zhao Qi, you only need to hold one pillar of incense for the time, Qi Zhongshan has taken the Qi Enhancement Pill, and the medicinal effect is only the time of one pillar of incense!"

The audience was in an uproar.

Qi Xuan's eyes flickered, he glanced at Lu Zixiang with a stinging look, and said in a deep voice: "This little ghost of Guling Mountain must be eliminated."

Qi Xuanzhen nodded and said, "Not only these three people, but also Liu Qingfeng of Guling Mountain and Li Chongyang's righteous daughter, they can't be released."

The three Heavenly Masters sitting in the same seat cast puzzled glances.

Qi Xuanzhen squinted his eyes and looked at a man and a woman sitting at the edge of the martial arts arena from a distance, and said, "Do you really think that you can sneak into the Heavenly Master's Mansion under my Qi Xuanzhen's nose?"

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Zhao Qi heard Lu Zixiang's shout, the corners of his mouth hooked a smile, and the sword in his hand became faster and faster, as if he had reached a state of selflessness.

A pillar of incense?

Zhao Qi sneered, his arrogance is not only reflected in his appearance, it is in his bones.

It's a fluke that survives a pillar of incense, what if he defeats Qi Zhongshan? That's not Zhao Qi's style. What he wants to do is to fight with the first-class Qi Zhongshan in a dignified manner, and he wants to break the world's absolute perception of strength.

Who said that second-rate kills can't be first-class?

used the snake dance sword trick to deal with Qi Zhongshan's two flying swords, but he just wanted to delay time and find an opportunity to fight Qi Zhongshan closely.

No matter how strong the internal strength is, the sword has an Achilles' heel, which is close combat.

Zhao Qi suddenly thought of a sentence that the old man said when he was drinking with Li Shan when he was a child.

"A really powerful swordsman doesn't care about the bells and whistles of the sword moves, but to return to the basics, the sharpening of the sword intent is far better than the change of the sword move, if a sword can break the river, no matter how fancy the sword move, it can't resist my sword."

The old man used his finger as a sword to make a move, saying that it was a famous skill when he was young, called Killing Immortals.

"Young and crazy, I thought that this sword was enough to kill immortals, but in the end, I still failed to kill immortals, and I was almost beheaded by immortals." The old man has regrets.

The young Zhao Qi listened to it and didn't take it seriously. Now that I think about it, it seems like that.

Could it be that Old Man Li was really a master before?

Zhao Qi replayed the sword moves of Old Man Li's fingertips over and over again in his mind.

Zhao Qi couldn't guess the identity of Old Man Li, thinking back to the bits and pieces of the year, what he said about his understanding of kendo seemed to really have a bit of flavor.

Did Old Man Li really win the world with his immortal killing style?

It doesn't matter anymore.

Zhao Qi flew one of Qi Zhongshan's swords, and his sword intent soared.

"Qi Zhongshan, let you see the real immortal!"

Zhao Qi rolled over to dodge another flying sword, and the moment he stood still, he condensed the internal force into his right arm.

Qi Zhongshan sneered, his eyes were full of disdain, and he said: "Your second-rate me, who was injured by immortals, really think that I can hurt me now?"

Zhao Qi smiled and said nothing.

The sword in his hand seemed to be under some kind of traction, and the sword body trembled slightly.

Hao Cao, according to legend, is the collection of King Goujian, because of the slightly rough texture of the ten famous swords, but at this time, the copper sword body is buzzing, as if there is spirituality.

Zhao Qi quickly went through Old Man Li's moves in his heart, his eyes were full of brilliance, and he seemed to have some kind of involvement with the sword in his hand.

There is a saying in the rivers and lakes that when the sword intent reaches a certain realm, it will resonate with the sword in the hand, and the sword moves at will.

Man and sword are one.

Of course, this is not the pinnacle of sword intent, I heard that the number one swordsman in the world in Xianyang City is the real sword intent to the extreme, that is, the grass and trees are all swords.

At this time, Zhao Qi faintly had the situation of the unity of man and sword, and if Cao Cao was psychic in his hand, I was afraid that he could really reach that kind of situation.

The true qi in the body overflowed, and there seemed to be an extra layer of transparent shield around the body, blocking the whirling flying sword, and not allowing an inch.

The next moment, his figure disappeared out of thin air.

Qi Zhongshan's eyes widened, and he was a little startled by the scene in front of him.

By the time he reacted, Zhao Qi had already reached the top of his head.

The sword rises, the sword falls.

Tearing through the air, even those who were close to the stands felt the terrifying sword intent.

Qi Xuanzhen, who was sitting firmly on the high platform, finally made a move.

He grabbed Zhao Qi's sword in one hand and pulled it out casually.

Zhao Qi flew sideways.

Since Qi Xuanzhen made a move, it was impossible for Zhao Qi to have a chance to breathe.

"Whew-"

Sitting down, the white tiger roared, jumped out of the high platform, and threw Zhao Qi to the ground.

Qi Xuanzhen stepped on the void and slapped it with one palm.

Turn the sky upside down!

Invisibly, there seemed to be a big hand without a shadow, and Zhao Qi was out of breath.

If you take this palm, even if you don't die, you have to shed your skin.

The corners of his mouth overflowed with blood, and Zhao Qi raised his head and glared at Qi Xuanzhen: "Qi old dog, you are still a master in the eyes of the world, you can get luck in the Heavenly Master's Mansion this day, it is really shit luck, the small one can't beat it, so you release the old one to bite people, you only know how to bully the small with the big?"

Qi Xuanzhen didn't answer, and the heaven-turning seal fell.

The ground was slapped with a palm, Qi Xuan let out a "huh", a little surprised that Zhao Qi resisted a trick in his hand and didn't die?

Zhao Qiqi was like boiling water in a pot, he was already seriously injured and completely out of control at this moment, a mouthful of blood could not be suppressed no matter what, and rushed out of his throat,

On the stage, Wei Yan stepped on the stone slab and flew out, and Ming Hongdao slashed at Qi Xuanzhen with all his strength.

Before he could get close, he was stopped by Qi Xuanrin who had already been holding back the fire in his belly.

Qi Xuanzhen didn't care about his back, and raised his hand again to make a palm print.

The end seems to be doomed.

At this critical moment, a person suddenly appeared on the roof of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, stepping on the eaves, the speed was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived in the center of the martial arts arena, and saved Zhao Qi the moment Qi Xuanzhen's palm print fell.

Zhao Qi looked at the person in disbelief.

Whoever came to save him believed it, but he never expected that it was the person he never expected to save him.

"Childe, the old servant is late, don't blame." The bearded old man grinned, and there was a strange feeling on his familiar face.

It's the coachman Lao Liu?

What a master he is?

Lao Liu was out of place in his impression at this time, with a sword box on his back, and his internal strength was so strong that even Zhao Qi was taken aback.

Putting Zhao Qi on the ground, Lao Liu faced Qi Xuanzhen, took off the sword box from his back, and took out a sword, which turned out to be a red sword body, and the moment he went out of the gate, there was a thunderous sound, which overshadowed Zhao Qi's hand.

Qi Xuangui quietly appeared after Zhao got up, and raised his hand to sneak attack.

Suddenly, a light flashed in the sky above the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

An iron sword with a rough texture cut through the sky and plunged straight in front of Qi Xuangui.

An angry roar came from the sky: "Dare!"