Liu Shanlin couldn't believe that the name he created was the same as the name of the Qingming Sword Technique, he secretly rejoiced in his heart, it seemed that he was indeed destined for the Qingming seniors.

However, the power of the Qing Ming Slash of the Qing Ming Sword Technique is greater than that of the Qing Ying Slash created by Liu Shanlin.

I saw that the terrifying lightning strike collided with the Qingying Knife of Liushan Forest, and the lightning strike instantly scattered in all directions, and Yu Wei rubbed against the knife qi covered by Liu Shanlin to make a sound of "stabbing and stabbing".

Liu Shanlin held the handle of the knife tightly with his left hand, dragging the back of the knife with his right hand, and the rich cyan knife qi continued to emanate from the knife body to resist lightning strikes.

And the lightning strike also drew energy from the clouds, and its power continued to expand, gradually piercing into Liu Shanlin's knife qi, making Liu Shanlin's body begin to be paralyzed.

Liu Shanlin's figure was constantly declining, and the Qing Ming seniors in the sea of divine souls continued to swing their swords.

Liu Shanlin firmly remembered the movements of Qing Ming's predecessors, and his body fell rapidly, followed by lightning strikes.

Liu Shanlin held the handle of the knife together with his right hand, his body rotated around, and he said softly: "The second form of the Qingying Sword Technique: Moonset." ”

Liu Shanlin drew his knife out, and the sword qi collided with the lightning strike in an instant, and the huge power quickly spread to the surroundings.

Some of the onlookers applauded loudly, some secretly mocked themselves, some looked at the sword skills of the willow mountains and forests, and some cursed with a foul smell......

Liu Shanlin was immersed in his own world, the soul mist in his body was surging and churning, his body was tightly wrapped by the knife qi, and the pillar of light gave Liu Shanlin a steady stream of soul mist, and Liu Shanlin felt as if he had inexhaustible strength in his body.

The lightning strike was powerful and heavy, mixed with the power of destruction between heaven and earth, although Liu Shanlin's sword qi was vigorous, but it was still unable to completely resist in the face of this lightning strike.

The manic lightning contained in the lightning strike drilled into Liu Shanlin's body, churning and colliding all over his body.

Instead of using the soul mist to shatter this thunder and lightning power, Liu Shanlin even deliberately put in more thunder and lightning power to drill into his body.

A few people in the audience with a higher cultivation level exclaimed, "I actually quenched my body with thunder and lightning!" Is this kid tired and crooked? ”

"No, this son can have such a strong physique, presumably it was tempered by this extreme method."

"This son's knife skills are not trivial, I don't know where I got it."

"Indeed, this sword technique is considered top-notch even if it is placed in the knife domain."

After speaking, several people looked at each other and smiled, with a small calculation in their hearts.

Liu Shanlin, who was in the center of everyone's onlookers, was uncomfortable now, his skin was torn, his flesh and blood were exposed to the air, his body was turned over and over, his meridians were torn apart by thunder and lightning, and he healed quickly under the impetus of the spirit qi.

Liushanlin is in such a cycle of destruction and rebirth.

The Qing Ying seniors in his Divine Soul Sea had already put away his sword behind his back, and he looked at Liu Shanlin and smiled slightly: "If you can't even withstand this lightning strike, my Qing Ying Fist Spectrum is too useless." ”

When Liu Shanlin heard this, he only held the hilt of the knife with his left hand to resist the lightning strike, and his body began to pose in the starting style of the Qingying Fist.

He squatted down slightly with his feet, stretched out his right hand and pushed the palm of his hand on the back of the knife, and then he stomped on the ground, his body shook slightly, and a fist surged out.

The paralysis in his body suddenly decreased, and Liu Shanlin continued to put in some thunder and lightning power, allowing him to roll around in his body again.

Senior Qing Ming nodded and said slowly: "Young people don't have to be patient, they should have vigor and courage, they should draw their swords to help each other when they encounter injustice, and they can drink a thousand cups of wine when they meet their beloved." You, it's time to drink. ”

He stood with his hands in his hands, and his body seemed to fall in an instant: "I am a deceased person, and I will not stay in this world." ”

As the words fell, the body of the Qing Ming predecessor gradually turned into cyan light and dissipated in the sea of divine souls in the willow mountain forest. Where he disappeared, a sword technique filled with an ancient atmosphere was engraved in the sea of divine souls in the willow mountain forest.

Since the light of the Qing Ming predecessor merged into his Divine Soul Sea, Liu Shanlin's momentum has risen to a higher level, and his fist intent and sword qi seem to come to life as if they are the finishing touches.

Liu Shanlin's heart swelled with sticky sadness and reluctance, and he roared angrily, "Three types of sunrise, four types of ground!" ”

Then he grabbed the long knife and slashed it out with great force.

The cyan sword intent with an incomparable aura instantly shattered the lightning strike and soared straight into the sky.

There was a burst of thunder in the air, and the sword intent cut through the thick clouds and headed towards the higher sky.

For a while, the onlookers were silent, and even the thunder in the clouds seemed to have stopped.

Beams of golden sunlight were sprinkled in the clouds that were split in half by the Qingying Sword Intent, and the willow mountain forest seemed to have become a supreme existence in the sunlight.

After a while, a fierce discussion erupted in the crowd, and the split clouds also closed again, and the heavens seemed to be enraged by this slash of Liu Shanlin, and the thunder roared, brewing an even more powerful final blow in the clouds.

Liu Shanlin's feet sank deep into the ground, he breathed heavily with both hands on the hilt of the knife, most of the soul mist in his body was consumed, his whole body was paralyzed and painful, and Tsing Yi was torn to the ground by the remnants of the thunder robbery.

Liu Shanlin looked up at the thunder tribulation that was gaining momentum above his head, lowered his head and pulled out his feet, took a step back and sat cross-legged. He must make up for the consumption on his body as soon as possible in order to face this last thunderstorm.

The sword prince's aura pillar of light was still abundant and rich, and the soul mist in Liu Shanlin's body was rapidly replenishing, and he used the soul mist to repair the various meridians and points that had been tempered by the power of thunder and lightning.

He thought of the upright body and the resolute face of the Qing Ming senior, and the sadness that surged in his heart became more and more intense.

He stood up and knelt down heavily, his fist intent and sword qi surging out like waves, he kowtowed three times to the sky, then bowed his head, folded his hands above his head, and said softly: "Master go all the way......"

Everyone was puzzled, thinking that Liu Shanlin was praying to the sky and begging for mercy, and they laughed out loud.

Only Liu Shanlin himself knew that he was not begging for heaven, he was kneeling down to worship the master who had granted him boxing moves and sword skills.

After kneeling down, Liu Shanlin stood up, his eyes swept over a circle of laughing people, and then looked up at the sky.

He stood with his sword in his hand, his body was shrouded in a rich and domineering sword intent, and Tsing Yi had been repaired under the repair of the soul mist. When he looked up, the sharp outline looked like a knife blade, and some blue whiskers had begun to emerge from his chin.

Everyone lives in their own world.

The mind is vast and boundless, so everyone has a thousand strange ideas, and these thoughts push and drive them to become a certain kind of person in the years to come.

After seeing the expressions and postures of the people around him, Liu Shanlin never felt that the world was so ugly and unbearable.

He knew there was goodness left, but he had to waste a lot of effort digging through the filthy, foul-smelling rotting leaves.

The dire situation does not describe the way of the world today, but they live in the present.

Liu Shanlin closed his eyes, feeling the smell of the earth and grass blown by the wind, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

You're disappointed in them, aren't you?

You don't want to be like them, do you?

You don't want to be involved with them, do you?

Do you want to break away from the world and find a place that is chic and wanton?

A voice sounded from the bottom of Liu Shanlin's heart, like the charm of the dark night and like a lazy question drying in the sun.

Just like the sword prince said, why should you be imprisoned in the world, you should climb alone and stand on the top of the mountain in the world, and then the world will not be like ants who dare to speak disloyal words.

Even the sword prince's sword aura has been left to you, isn't your future bright.

The world is not worth your involvement with at all, and the immortality of entering Cloud City is to prove the meaning of your life in this world.

Accept me, accept what I say, and you will be able to get the sword spirit of the sword prince.

Liu Shanlin's face showed a look of pain, and the sword aura contained in the pillar of light connecting heaven and earth became even more domineering.

He thought of his father and mother who still had a blurred face, Liu Ji Liu Yueting, Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu, Bai Feng, Lu Moqing and Moran, Nalan Qin and Nalan Youzhu, Qing Ming's predecessors, Chen Fengqing, Liu Yunxing, Xiao Beidou, the sword cultivator Xiao Beidou hidden in the Wooden Pavilion, the sword prince, the woman who was transformed by the Netherworld Unicorn King, Tao Ruo, and Han Qingmeng with a cold face in a lilac dress......

Familiar or unfamiliar faces flashed in Liu Shanlin's mind one by one, and he looked at the clear or vague outlines of these faces, and his heart gradually swelled with warmth.

He opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he whispered, "I don't think what the Sword Lord said meant that. The bonds and ties I have do not prevent me from ascending, on the contrary, they have always been able to give me strength before, now and after. ”

"Even with these, I can still stand on top of the mountain beyond the world. And, along the way, I will defend them with my life. ”

"Many people's thoughts in this world have been dragged into the abyss, so let me pull them out."

"There is also a demon world that wants to occupy the world as its own, let me make rules for them to stand on the earth of the world."

Liu Shanlin held the Qingying Knife behind him with his left hand, and clenched the "Seeing Snow" that he had taken a fancy from Jin Li with his right hand.

"Born in a prosperous era, why should you be imprisoned in the world, you should try your best to climb high and enter Cloud City to cultivate your life."

Liu Shanlin paused for a moment and continued: "It should be the unjust things in the world, and the people in the world are greedy and endless. ”

When the words fell, Liu Shanlin raised his sword in his right hand, and the tip of the sword pierced the sky.

The pillar of light transformed by the sword king's sword path aura instantly expanded, and the vast sword qi seemed to set off waves.

The onlookers were pushed farther away by the sword qi, and a few of them felt such a surging sword qi, and they couldn't help but be stunned in place, and said in disbelief: "This is the sword path aura left after the fall of the sword prince!" ”

"How is that possible? Why did the aura of kendo fall on him. ”

"That is, why would a waste that fell into the valley be favored by the Sword Prince!"

"Impossible! No way! ”

......

The thunderstorm that had been brewing for a long time finally fell, and it was magnificent, as if it wanted to smash the willow mountain forest shrouded in the pillar of light.

Liu Shanlin holds a knife in his left hand and a sword in his right hand.

The pillar of light instantly condensed, and finally turned into a ball of golden light and melted into the body of Liushan Forest.

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the sword qi rises to the sky.

The thunder tribulation had already arrived in front of him, and Liu Shanlin slashed out a cyan sword qi, and then the sword in his right hand collided with the lightning strike.

Countless majestic sword qi condensed on the tip of the sword, and thunder and lightning splashed everywhere, as if a thunderstorm had fallen.

Liu Shanlin used the soul mist around his body, and the golden sword path aura that had already occupied one side of his soul and the Qing Ying Sword Technique poured into the body of the Jianxue sword.

Liu Shanlin said with a smile: "Even if you are a thunderstorm, you dare to stop me from ascending." ”

As the words fell, a sword qi that soared into the sky instantly pierced through the dark clouds above the head of Liushan Forest.

The thunder tribulation instantly collapsed in the sword qi, and the sword light shone on the earth.

The dark clouds dissipated, everything returned to silence, Liu Shanlin put the sword into the sheath, and withdrew it into the hosta together with the Qingying knife, he put his hands behind his back, and his eyes swept to the onlookers and said slowly,

"Look at what you see, if you don't want to die, go away."

Everyone scattered and fled, only a few people stopped in place, clasped their hands into fists and said, "Congratulations to Brother Liu for obtaining the sword path charm of the Sword Prince." ”

Liu Shanlin clenched his fists and nodded.

A few people smiled slightly, then turned to leave.

Liu Shanlin looked around and saw that there was no one around, knelt on his knees again, kowtowed three times, folded his hands above his head and said softly,

"Master Xie gave this sword dao charm, and the disciple will one day use this sword to make the demon emperor pay for his blood debts."