Chapter 019: The Battle of the Sword Emperor
The river breeze is gusting, and the tide is surging.
At the moment when the thunder and lightning flashed and illuminated the ferry, Tang Qianxi turned his mind and acted according to his will, embedding himself in the most primordial and mysterious power of the universe of heaven and earth, and becoming one, heaven and earth were no longer separate from him. At the same time, the Divine Soldier Wind and Thunder Crazy Knife in his hand once again naturally sensed and grabbed the natural energy of heaven and earth, thunder and lightning to yang and rigidity.
The few moves just now were the use of the mad knife, but now it is the combination of heaven, man, and the knife.
Tang Qianxi slowly stepped on the square steps, like a swift wind, moving with his weakness, like an immortal, and slashed towards Li Xian with a knife.
Its speed can fluctuate from speed to speed, and even the sensation of light and weight can vary from one short distance to another.
This greeting echoes heaven and earth, and it is deeply ingenious, and it instantly generates a power that is impossible to hide.
Feng Yi and Fu Xi, who were standing on the side, were so heartbroken that they almost clapped their hands and applauded.
The centripetal heart of the bow of the boat could not hide the look of horror, even Li Xian had never seen such a strange footwork, heavy or light, sometimes if stepping on the solid rock, the step weighed 10,000 catties, but for a while it was as light as a feather, without any strength. In the short distance of three zhang, there is an unpredictable feeling, and those who are a little less skillful will be so sad that they vomit blood on the spot when they only see this kind of fluttering and transient footwork.
In an instant, Li Xian felt that the cold air around him dropped suddenly, knowing that he had been locked by the opponent's qi, and the boat under his feet also began to be constantly impacted by the churning river waves, shaking with wave after wave, constantly consuming his true qi, as long as he was a little careless, he would definitely suffer a catastrophe, that terrible feeling, only he, the person who suffered it, could understand the power.
The Wind and Thunder Crazy Knife has become a direct connection between Tang Qianxi and the "Dao Body" of heaven and earth, unless Li Xian can cut off this connection, or if he is strong enough to defeat Tang Qianxi who can borrow the power of nature, this battle will be defeated and unwon.
Li Xian's face became even more cold, his eyes shot a cold green light, and he didn't have any emotion at all.
Li Xian has accumulated decades of demonic skills, and his qi is long, this time he is stronger than in any previous decisive battle, he is at the peak of his state, full of determination to never give up, and there is no longer the slightest hesitation or fear.
There is no way to unload and escape, only a hard fight.
The magic knife surged out like a pillar of super strong sword qi like a galloping horse, rushing into Tang Qianxi's aura like a sea and ocean, and unswervingly advancing towards the terrifying enemy who was three feet away from him.
It can be seen that after a moment of pranayama, Li Xian's strength is really incomparable to before, and it is as profound as the abyssal sea.
The Chiyou Demon Knife struck out with lightning and hit the blade with the sharpest spirit of the Wind Thunder Crazy Knife.
"Bang!"
When the two swords came into contact, dazzling sparks exploded, like lightning flashing, and the night disappeared in an instant, leaving only a blinding white light.
The ferry port was blown by a "dragon hanging" storm, and the river waves splashed in all directions, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up at once.
The sound of the knife blow is like the roar of a dragon in the abyss, which can only be heard at first, and then turns into an astonishing howling sound like a storm and a violent wind, filling the sky and the earth, echoing in the vast space on the Jialing River.
The violent anti-shock force caused both of them to retreat in the air like an electric shock, and the distance returned to three feet.
Tang Qianxi's tiger eyes shot a look of appreciation, and said: "It seems that Your Excellency has made a breakthrough in your demonic skills, and Tang is indeed surprised." After speaking, his eyes were shining, Huo Di rose up, his hands made subtle movements, and the wind and thunder swords came across the air.
Li Xian became excited, and said with a long smile: "Brother Tang's skills are poor!" Before the laugh lines were fully unfolded, his complexion instantly turned from excitement to solemnity.
On the surface, Tang Qianxi's moves were ordinary, and there seemed to be no threat at all, and the powerful aura field that contained earth-shattering before did not appear. However, in an instant, Li Xian grasped that Tang Qianxi was "building" an endless natural force captured by the Wind and Thunder Blade, turning it into a highly concentrated energy and seizing the creation of heaven and earth.
Li Xian secretly praised in his heart.
The way of martial arts is over.
Tang Qianxi's eyes were even brighter, and he said happily: "This is the last chance for Your Excellency." He continued to advance, and with each inch he advanced, the blade gained more energy, and the blade became brighter, almost disembodied.
Li Xian's heart rose to enlightenment, and he could foresee the result.
Because now it is not only Tang Qianxi who is fighting with him, but he represents the power of nature behind him. Of course, the power of nature that Tang Qianxi could extract would be limited by time and his own mortal body, but it was enough to destroy his body and body.
Li Xian shouted "Okay", regrouped his formation, and the magic knife rushed up to the sky desperately, meeting Tang Qianxi without any reservations.
When Tang Qianxi volleyed into the air, the wind and thunder swords changed, and one by one, the sword power surged like lightning and thunder tearing the sky, and the power couldn't help but intensify and increase, which was amazing.
At this time, Li Xian was not allowed to be distracted and thought about it, and he showed his unique technique, only by combining the two magic skills of the Fire Wheel Divine Skill and the Chiyou Demon Knife into one, he could catch Tang Qianxi off guard with his miraculous skills.
Li Xian's heart turned at will, and the exposed parts of his body, such as his head, face, and hands, were suddenly red and black, constantly changing, and the speed of change was constantly accelerating, and in the end it was more like a rapid flash in red and black.
The Chiyou Demon Knife that Li Xian held with both hands also began to change accordingly, spitting out traces of knife qi, like a spider forming a web and wanting to entangle Tang Qianxi from afar, such a knife technique was indeed unheard of.
The most terrifying thing is that this solid wall qi network woven by sword qi not only made Tang Qianxi want to enter, but also greatly affected his flexibility of movement.
This move is the most bizarre and unpredictable last style of Chiyou Demon Knife's "Kill No Forgiveness", one knife and nine styles, "Kill the wolf".
Since the battle with Fu Xi Yu Wang Wangshan, Li Xian finally relied on his wisdom and experience to study and comprehend the most difficult ninth style, that is, holding the knife with both hands, and combining the yin and yang qi of the "Nirvana Palm" and "Hui Wheel Palm" into the knife, just like the triad of seven kills, breaking the army, and greedy wolf, it has earth-shattering lethality, just against Tang Qianxi's heaven, man, and knife triad into one.
This sword is the sword of kings, and it is also the sword of destruction.
The sound of breaking the wind filled the eardrums of everyone present.
"Boom!"
When the spring thunder exploded again, the two sword qi, one red and one white, also met in the air, and the strength of the contact point expanded outward at an alarming speed, and finally turned into an electric flame that tore through the void, scattering into the air like a spider's web.
The two shook violently at the same time.
Li Xianru was killed by thunder, the blood on his face was gone, and after spurting out a large mouthful of blood, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose oozed blood at the same time, and he fell backwards like a kite with a broken string.
Tang Qianxi was slightly better than him, but he also spurted out a small mouthful of blood, and he couldn't help but fall back.
When the centripetal who stood on the bow of the boat watched Li Xian fall to the river like an involuntary puppet, she couldn't help but tear her eyes and shouted wildly: "Don't!" Before the words fell, she had already taken off into the air like a flying arrow, hugging the seriously injured Li Xian.
Just when the two of them were about to fall to the surface of the river, what was strange was that they saw that Xiang Xin suddenly emitted the bright light of the moon all over his body, like a jade statue carved from crystal, beyond the beauty of all beings in the world, and a pair of big black eyes transformed into a deep lake blue, like two jade gems in the dark night, shining brightly, better than the brightest stars in the sky, in this gloomy and dark night, it was even more weird.
Then, a pair of huge white wings eight feet long stretched out from the back of the centripetal center, and the sound of flapping wings resounded in the sky, and the power of the fan stirred the surface of the river, and instantly drowned Li Xian in the black night sky with a wonderful flying posture.
Fu Xi was slightly stunned, she didn't expect that Centripetal was actually a feather person.
The centripetal flying stunt is the same as the Xuanling magic performed by Xiang Liao, the only difference is that the wings of the Roc are divided into black and platinum.
According to the records of the "Kyushu Historical Chronicles, the Yu Clan" records that the black feather has a surname, and the white feather has a surname Xiang, and the surname has different homophones. If Xiang Xin is a descendant of Bai Yu, why did she become an alien Miao again?
While Fu Xi was thinking about it, Li Xian's very personable but very tired voice came back from far away in the night sky: "Everyone, please forgive this Holy Monarch for missing him, there will be a period later!"
At the same time, Tang Qianxi had also landed on the edge of the ferry port, stood up, and said loudly: "Tang will not send it!"
Heaven and earth return to darkness.
After a moment of stillness, the sky will see lightning flashing again.
There was a thunderclap, and a few drops of rain fell and smashed little by little on the huge pleasure boat at the ferry, making a sound of varying degrees of lightness.
In an instant, the raindrops hit Feng Yi, Fu Xi, Tang Qianxi and Bai Guanghu without a head, and they all rushed to the huge boat left by Li Xian at the ferry.
As soon as he entered the cabin, the spring rain suddenly burst out and poured down from the sky, making a thunderclap on the lid of the boat uncontrollably.
Outside the cabin, it was like a world of water, and the rain and electricity whipped the helpless earth.
Heaven and earth were merged into one by heavy rain.
The three of them and one tiger could no longer figure out the relationship between the master and slave of thunder and lightning, and they could no longer hear other sounds of nature in their ears, only the thunder and lightning and the torrential rain. After entering the cabin, there is a rich and fragrant tea fragrance from inside, which smells refreshing and refreshing.
Monttop Stone Flower!
Feng Yi has recognized the origin of this tea by virtue of the fragrance of tea.
When he was ten years old, he secretly drank the Monttop Flower Tea, which Sun Simiao had treasured for several years and could only brew the last cup. Later, during the conversation, he learned that this tea was once given to Sun Simiao by Emperor Li Zhi of the Tang Dynasty. Because it is precious, he still remembers it vividly.
Mengding Mountain, which is the origin of Mengding stone flowers, is the "seven immortals" planted in Mengding Mountain more than 1,000 years ago by Wu Lizhen, the ancestor of tea planting and the master of tea ceremony. Legend has it that the "Seven Immortals" do not dry and do not grow for thousands of years, its tea leaves are thin and long, the taste is sweet and clear, the shape is beautiful and green, the color is yellow and blue, the fragrant clouds cover it in the cup, and the condensation does not disperse. Or Xiaofang, or Sanya, the number is the first tea, has always been listed as only the emperor can enjoy the tribute tea, part of the "Zhenggong" tea by the emperor to worship heaven and earth, the temple, the other part as a "tribute" tea only for the emperor to enjoy, its number is extremely limited.
Fu Xi obviously also knew the Montatop Stone Flower Tea, she frowned lightly, and secretly wondered: "How did Li Xian get such a precious tribute tea? Even the lord Li Lingyue is very difficult to enjoy, could it be that there is a secret communication with His Majesty in the palace?"
Thinking of the terrible thing, her pretty face immediately turned pale and uneasy.
"Fu Xi, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?" When Tang Qianxi took out his firearm and lit the lanterns and candles in the warehouse, he happened to see Fu Xi Yurong's suddenly uneasy expression.
Fu Xi didn't answer, but gently picked up a piece of montale stone flower tea left on the small square table, and watched motionlessly, with thoughts in his heart fluctuating. She frowned, still thinking about who was the biggest suspect next to the empress, obviously the Monted Stone Flower Tea had led her irrepressible series of thoughts, like stones thrown into a pool as flat as a mirror.
According to legend, when she was young, she had a relationship with the former prince Li Xian.
Changxin princess Li Wuwu? Li Xian is her own father, will it be difficult to give up the blood and family relationship?
Li Dan, the heir of the East Palace, is still the brother of Li Xian, the king of Luling, and of course wants to jointly restore the Li and Tang dynasties.
Could it be that there is someone else?
......
Who is it?