The power of Yue Qingshu's sword has not yet dissipated, but a greater threat has struck. _o_m

Who would have thought that such a tall and extremely sturdy 'Tower of Babel' would collapse and fall diagonally from the waist of the half-barrage.

Murong Yuan was frightened by Yue Qingshu's sword, and his head was still a mess of mush, and he was still stuck in the glorious power of the 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect', and in the next second, this life-threatening thing came.

Yue Qingshu was also shocked, he just breathed a sigh of relief, glad that Murong Yuan had a lot of luck and escaped from the sword, but how could he have expected that this crisis would be one after another, and the bigger crises would follow, and no one would be allowed to think about it.

The Tower of Babel is huge, and there is still time for people to think about the collapse of such a large and sturdy tower.

Seeing this situation, Yue Qingshu's two fingers hooked sharply, and the long sword immediately flew back, and then silently recited the mantra, and the sword flew, picking up Murong Yuan with his hand, and in the midst of his busy schedule, the other hand was violently swung out, and the wind swept up the huge long knife left by the ancestor of the blood knife.

But when I saw an extremely fast figure flash, it was like lightning, and it flew to the wall in the blink of an eye.

The walls of the Tower of Babel are heavy and thick, and they are still indestructible for many years, and even though they have collapsed, the walls of the first floor have not been damaged in the slightest.

However, on the roof, the mess of wood and gravel was pouring down, like a waterfall, and where did it give Yueqingshu a little room to turn.

Time is running out, and even the slightest delay may be crushed by the entire tower. So this blow must be accurate and ruthless!

Yue Qingshu closed his eyes and concentrated, and in the time of one breath, the divine skill was carried out, but when he saw his right hand flying, he struck out a palm obliquely, and the palm power came out thoroughly, blasting the wall into powder.

Although there was a slight pause in this palm, it did not block the sword line for half a minute, only because Yue Qingshu estimated the distance and strength, and played a palm far away, when the palm was still far away from the wall, the palm force was less than two inches by the time, so the sword line was not blocked for half a minute, just like the Yellow River rushing, churning smoothly.

In less than three breaths, the two of them had escaped from the vast floor of the Tower of Babel.

Murong Yuan was terrified, and the waves of qi from the collapse of the Tower of Babel roared behind them, like the wailing of ten thousand ghosts.

He himself was not safe, and when he saw this situation, he immediately worried that he would come alone.

"Go back! Go back!! Lao Li, he, he's still in it!! ”

Yue Qingshu shook his head, flew to a safe place and stopped, stretched out his hand and patted Murong Yuan's shoulder, and said with relief: "It's going to be okay, his life is very big." ”

Murong Yuan was relieved, and was about to step forward to help, but who knew that Yue Qingshu's big hands pressed his shoulders desperately, making him unable to move.

Murong Yuan said angrily: "What are you doing?!" ”

Yue Qingshu said: "I said he was very safe, please believe me!" ”

"Believe you?!"

Murong Yuan had doubts on his face, he had been with Li Guxing for longer than Yue Qingshu, an outsider, but in terms of understanding Li Guxing's strength, he was probably much inferior to the seemingly young senior in front of him.

Although Li Guxing is powerful, he will inevitably die in the face of such a situation, and he is even more worried, but he doesn't know why Yue Qingshu is so indifferent, as if he doesn't care about Li Guxing's life and death, and I don't know what the reason is.

He thought about it for a while, but at the moment he cared about it, and his heart was impatient as if he had grown wild grass, and he had lit a fire on top of these wild grasses, where could he think about it a lot.

Murong Yuan asked eagerly: "It's okay to believe you, but you have to tell me the reason, why do you want me not to worry about Lao Li." ”

Yue Qingshu smiled slightly, with a full sense of confidence, as if it was not Li Guxing in the 'Tower of Babel', but himself.

"Don't you want to think about why this 'Tower of Babel' collapsed? ”

Murong Yuan thought about it, and his face suddenly changed, "You mean ......?"

Yue Qingshu nodded and said: "You are right, it is Li Guxing's sword qi that slashes the 'Tower of Babel' with a sword, such a magic skill is not even beyond me, how can he not escape from this 'Tower of Babel'." ”

Murong Yuan's eyes lit up, how big the 'Tower of Babel' was, and how hard the walls were, as straight as a towering mountain, able to cut through a mountain with sword qi, this kind of sword move was not to mention a person, even if a ghost or god came, it would be difficult to stop.

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Murong Yuan was amazed, appreciating it in his heart, and after a while, his face flushed again, and he lowered his head delicately.

"He's still better than me, much more powerful."

Seeing him so shy, Yue Qingshu's heart twitched, looking at the two of them sweetly, he seemed to have returned to his youth, full of sweet and youthful emotions.

For Murong Yuan, he integrated all the martial arts he had cultivated since he was a child into a single line, and he thought that he could overwhelm Li Guxing, and it was even possible to compare Yueqingshu to the past.

Fang Cai Yueqingshu's sword 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect' let him see the existence of this world near its apex, and he thought that he couldn't compare to Li Guxing, maybe for the current Li Guxing, he was still the descendant of the failed Murong family back then.

Thinking about this, a sense of frustration welled up, and then turned into tears in his eyes.

Who would have thought that Li Guxing's strength would make this once invincible, proud of the Murong family's pride to the bones.

However, almost instantaneously, Murong Yuan's thoughts were relieved again, and from the bottom of his heart, he was sincerely happy for Li Guxing.

Even if you can't compare to Li Guxing in this life, there are heavens outside the sky, there are people outside the people, and the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, even if you can compare to Li Guxing, you are not the first in the world, if you do the first in the world, you may not be worthy of this name in the future.

Although his martial arts are not good, Murong Yuan has something far beyond others that makes him extremely proud, and that is his vision for choosing a man.

Li Guxing is such a young man and such a hero, and his vision is always not wrong.

Back to Li Guxing.

In fact, the actual situation is not as stated in Yueqingshu's mouth.

A sword to collapse the 'Tower of Babel', even the real person of Sanfeng, who has already been feathered and ascended to the immortal, may not be able to do it here. @精华\/Shuge*First update~~

Li Guxing only cut down the bronze figures on the second floor, and it happened that the two bronze figures on this layer were closely connected to the entire 'Tower of Babel', which led to the collapse of the 'Tower of Babel'.

Among the repeated killing of bronze figures, he, like Murong Yuan, integrated the martial arts he had learned.

But he took a different path from Murong Yuan, Murong Yuan was completely new, but he used the sword as his bone and the rest of his martial arts as his wings, forcing his sword path to the extreme.

He simplified the complex and integrated a lot of martial arts and experience into sword moves, so in the past two days, he has only honed this sword, which looks simple and unpretentious but all-encompassing.

If you want to talk about the origin of this sword, you have to start from the beginning of his battle with the bronze man on the second layer.

He spent a lot of time on the bronze man, and his own swordsmanship had made great progress, but if he wanted to sublimate his sword moves and even create his own sword intent like Yue Qingshu, there was still an insurmountable gap between them.

Therefore, Li Guxing thought hard and began to change from the advantage of sword qi to strength.

The so-called one force to ten meetings, no matter how complicated and exquisite the swordsmanship, is no match for the ordinary move used by those who are extremely strong in the hands of the grass and trees.

Generally speaking, the complexity of sword moves can be regarded as the skin of muscles and bones, no matter how beautiful and subtle it is, it is just an outer kung fu, which is not superior.

And the strong internal force is the true meaning of the inner practice.

Li Guxing's internal strength is not unparalleled in the world and unprecedented, and it is also a well-known existence in the rivers and lakes.

It's just that although Master Yongjue's internal strength is strong, the martial arts he practices with him are not the same way, so for such a long time, although his internal strength is extremely strong, he can't exert all of his strength.

In addition, the internal force he had gained from his past cultivation was mixed with the internal force of the beggar gang leader Fang Dingfeng who punched the 'Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending' into his body, which made all the true qi in his body become complicated, colliding with each other and restraining each other, and even more losing his strength.

Internal force pays attention to both a 'strong' word and a 'pure' word.

For example, during the Northern Song Dynasty, Xiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang, broke the ribs of the sweeping monk with a set of 'Eighteen Palms of the Dragon', in addition to the 'Eighteen Palms of the Dragon' own magic skills, there is another reason, that is, the purity of his own internal strength, which is rare in the world.

At that time, there were many people in martial arts who were higher than his internal strength, such as his two righteous brothers, Xuzhu and Duan Yu.

Xuzhu has reached the internal strength of the three elders of Xiaoyao, to say the least, it has been two hundred years, and Duan Yu is even more useful. (This chapter is not finished!) )

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I don't know how many people have been absorbed by the 'Northern Spiritual Skill', and then in the dry well, the life's work of the Great Wheel Ming King Gu Mozhi has been turned into his own use.

In terms of internal strength alone, these two people can be said to go hand in hand, shocking the past and the present.

Even so, if these two people really fight against Xiao Feng, they may not be able to win, which shows that the purity of internal force is very important.

Li Guxing is now in such a situation, his internal force is strong, but he is defeated in impurity, and he can't use it, how to turn his complex internal force into his own use is the key to it.

Thinking of this section, the sharpness of the sword qi is no longer practiced, anyway, it has reached a bottleneck, even if it is practiced for a few days and nights, it may not be able to make new progress.

He turned to sword moves as a guide, fusing the internal forces in his body into one vein, seeking new breakthroughs.

Even Murong Yuan's potential was terrifying to such a situation, Li Guxing was able to defeat him when he was a child, how could his potential be invincible?

After a day's beating, the bronze man had been beaten around like a tumbler.

And every time this bronze man shakes a minute, the 'Tower of Babel' also shakes a point, and even with a burst of dramatic sounds, the mountains shake within a radius of more than ten miles.

And at this moment, Li Guxing was concentrating on swinging the sword again and again, and his mood was condensed to the extreme, for him at this time, time seemed to stand still, and there was just endless sword dao.

In such a tense thought, Li Guxing seemed to have experienced spring, summer, autumn and winter, and as if he had gone through vicissitudes, and when he came back to his senses, the sword qi in his hand had been condensed to the point of substance.

He stared blankly at the sword qi in his hand, his heart continued to surge, and a sense of madness and arrogance that looked at the world burst out from the bottom of his heart.

"The ancients said that the practice of the sword to the extreme, grass, trees, bamboos and stones can be swords, but now, I have touched the door, crossed the grass, trees, bamboos and stones, and gradually moved towards the situation where no sword is better than a sword, congratulations! Congratulations!! ”

What he didn't know was that the sword heart that was lost on that full moon night began to slowly germinate again, laying the foundation for the future achievement of a generation of Sword Venerables.

Of course, these are all later words, looking at the condensed sword qi that is almost like a substance, Li Guxing wanted to give it a try, and smashed it violently at the bronze man, and the bronze man who could only shake actually flew straight out under this smash, and then burst out with a sound more violent than thunderbolts. Initial Update@

At this moment, Li Guxing suddenly felt that his feet were empty, and his whole person was about to fall.

Seeing that he was frightened, he didn't want to think about it, and while wielding his sword qi, he ran upwards, and just when he was about to jump to the tenth floor, the 'Tower of Babel' fell.

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