After seeing the glimmer of thunder on the long sword in the white-clothed swordsman's hand, the bald Huaigu patted his bald head, crying and mourning, but he held back his tears, and encouraged Li Qing in a milky voice: "Li Zi, fight with Uncle Ben! ”

The inheritance of Li Qing's sword path is the Fengyun Sword Sutra that drives the wind and clouds. It has the characteristics of the wind that is rapid and slow, soft and rigid, and the clouds that cover the fog and are changeable. The swordsmanship is elegant and smart, and it is like an antelope hanging horns, which is unpredictable. When the storm and clouds are combined, the power is even more terrifying.

And the white-clothed swordsman is the magic of this swordsmanship, but now because of the addition of the lock demon tower, the white-clothed swordsman has also been given a plug-in. After the two potentials of wind and clouds, there is a trace of thunder and lightning.

Thunder is the most lethal element in the world, and now the sword of the white-clothed swordsman has an unpredictable wind and unpredictable clouds, and now it is adding the fury of thunder. The swordsmanship of the white-clothed swordsman reduced the light and light freehand of Yun Danfeng, and was a little faster than the fierce wind, and the sword moves were fierce and abnormal, and the moves were fatal.

The first confrontation between the two sides ended before Li Qing could react. What does it mean to not react? It was that the two staggered, and Li Qing didn't have time to take out his sword at all, neither attacking with his sword nor defending with his sword, so he took a sword from the other party in vain.

"Plum, it hurts, it hurts, him, him!" the bald head and his teeth grinned, the intense pain distorted his facial features, and large tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.

The thunder of the white-clothed swordsman is naturally a thunderstorm, and the blow of the thunder is devastating to the living beings below, not to mention the thunder. So the Lock Demon Tower paid the price for its arrogance. Although the white-clothed swordsman couldn't cut through the tower, the sword intent hit the soul directly under the thunder, and the hot pain told Huai Gu that he was not invincible.

Seeing Huai Gu's pained expression, Li Qing was indeed frightened, and while preparing for defense with his sword in his chest, he hurriedly asked, "Huai Gu, are you okay?"

"Stupid,...... Hurt...... It hurts...... Leave me alone, take care of this guy, or we're all going to die here." Huai Gu saw that Li Qing still had the kung fu to ink with him, and he was furious.

At the moment when they chatted again, the white-clothed swordsman naturally wouldn't be idle and watch the play, and the three swords were slashed on the lock demon tower, and the painful Huaigu squeaked and messed with the sword

"It's not right to be stormy, it's not right to be angry, it's not right to be angry, it's not right,......, it's not right,

Seeing Li Qing's hesitant appearance, Huai Gu was anxious in his eyes, and combined with the stinging pain in the depths of his soul, he was extremely uncomfortable and aggrieved. I want to ......

But for Li Qing's sake, he still endured the pain and eagerness in his heart, pretending to be a plain and indifferent worldly master, "Li Zi, why are you so stupid! Didn't you already have you just now? Only your own sword path is the most suitable for you, don't frame yourself in the sword technique and sword moves passed down to you by your master, follow your own heart, and follow your own sword to make moves!"

Li Qing, who was reminded by this, was like an enlightenment, and instantly realized, the long sword in his hand stabbed out plainly, and under the plain appearance of the sword move, the wind and clouds surged underneath, and it really made him resist the long sword stabbed by the white-clothed swordsman.

Sword tip to sword tip, two specious sword intents collided violently in the void, and the invisible sword qi naturally derived and attacked each other.

Although in the end, if it weren't for the desperateness of the Lock Demon Tower, Li Qing would have died under this sword. But the success of this sword made Li Qing's self-confidence greatly increased, and the sunny and confident Li Qing came back again.

Looking down at the Ying Long Sword in his hand, Li Qing had no trepidation in his eyes, and said firmly to Huai Gu: "Unless there is a mortal attack, let me do the rest by myself." ”

Huai Gu glanced at Li Qing appreciatively, obviously very satisfied with Li Qing's performance, but said playfully: "Then Li Zi, you can ask for more blessings!"

Before Huai Gu finished speaking, several wounds of different depths appeared on Li Qing's body, bright red blood, and a hot pain ratio. But this time it didn't make Li Qing afraid, he stood still, and closed his eyes calmly, since his eyes couldn't keep up with the speed of the other party, then Li Qing let the wind and clouds around him replace his eyes.

The statue of Ying Long reappeared in the world, but this time the difference was that it was no longer a behemoth with a golden body, but someone had a tattoo on Li Qing's back, which doubled Li Qing's perception of the wind and clouds.

The blurred figure of the white-clothed swordsman became clearer and clearer in Li Qing's "eyes", and the posture of the sword was no longer so difficult to capture, and the gap that could not be crossed was slowly shrinking.

"This is a blast of wind!" Through observation, Li Qing confirmed what his opponent's next move was.

"When!" The fierce roar sounded again, Huai Gu on Li Qing's shoulder, sitting on the Lin with a painful buttocks, his eyes were closed, and his facial features were almost wrinkled together, but he didn't forget to cover his mouth and prevent himself from calling out, affecting Li Qing's sword.

It is worthy of being the only heir selected by the master for millions of years, although he may still be a young swordsman with many shortcomings now, but Huai Gu seems to have seen millions of years ago, that sword slashed the void and subdued countless arrogant white-clothed sword immortals.

"No, this won't work, even if you can see it, but your body can't keep up with his speed, and you can only be beaten passively. I have to see faster, and I have to be faster to get out of the sword" At this moment, Li Qing only had the sword in his hand and the figure that was so fast that it was difficult to capture.

"Poof......" Li Qing couldn't dodge, and there was an extra wound on his left shoulder. Bright red blood dripped down his arm and fell to the ground.

"No, no... My heart is not still enough, and my sword can be faster. Li Qing didn't pay attention to the wound on his shoulder, but seized the time to summarize the gains and losses of this sword.

"The wind is rising?" Li Qing once again saw the sword move that the other party was about to make, and the corners of his mouth brought a faint smile, he was sure of this sword next.

Fengyun Sword Sutra, a total of 12 swordsmanship, wind three swords, respectively, the wind passes, the wind through the sword and the wind song. The clouds are full of three swords, the dark clouds are dense, the gloomy clouds are bleak and the black clouds are pressing the city, the wind and clouds are six, the wind is surging, the clouds are light and the wind is light, the wind is torn and the clouds are slight, the wind is rolling and the clouds are shu, the wind is urgent and the strongest trick is combined.

The sword of the Great Wind Song, the sword rose like the wind, but what came from the face was not the wind, but the invisible sword qi storm, flying through the flesh and blood. It is the most changeable and difficult to defend in the Fengyun Sword Sutra.

Li Qing, who knew this trick well, moved with his sword, walked at will, and used the wind at will. The sword is in front, the person is behind, the human sword is one, and it has passed through this sword qi wind.

"Puff ......" dozens of blood spilled out, although Li Qing's wound was deeper and more, and the blood spilled was more and farther, but after a sword, the white-clothed swordsman who had been unscathed was injured in his left shoulder, and his white clothes were stained with blood.

The battle that followed slowly changed in one sword after another.

Although the white-clothed swordsman has a higher cultivation and stronger strength, his swordsmanship is blunt and inflexible, coupled with the addition of a trace of thunder, which destroys the balance of the Fengyun sword momentum, although the power has gone up, he has lost the essence of swordsmanship, which can be regarded as a cocoon!

On the other hand, Li Qing, under the cover of the Lock Demon Tower, which is the place where Huaigu cried, showed a qualification that he should have, with the white-clothed swordsman, a whetstone that can sharpen his long sword at any time, sharpen his body, like a shriveled sponge quickly absorbing combat experience, after the confrontation of one sword after another, he gradually became familiar with the essence of the Fengyun Sword Sutra, and his combat power doubled. Although he is still inferior to the white-clothed swordsman on the whole, who told him to have a lock demon tower to assist in a game?

The white-clothed swordsman did not dissipate in the ground after his death, but turned into a large one or two balls of thunder liquid, floating in the void, and the whole body was full of electric light, but there was no bit of thunder and rage, but it seemed to be full of vitality and mouth-watering.

After seeing these two balls of thunder liquid, Huai Gu's mouth grinned to the back of his head, that was called a spring breeze and was proud! Without waiting for Li Qing, he didn't enter the lock demon tower at once, and the tower mouth went down, and the ball of thunder liquid was "eaten".

"It's delicious!uh......" The Lock Demon Tower bent its body very humanely, and hiccuped with lightning and thunder.