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Zhao Qingdong looked at Zuo Mingqiu's handsome and calm face, and suddenly smiled, his short black hair fluttering in the wind, like a blooming pear blossom.

This scene made many people stunned.

Zhao Qingdong is a beauty, her short hair is neat and clean, her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, her cherry mouth is small, and her appearance is exquisite, many people like her just by looking at the portrait, but because of her sharp and sharp character, as well as the small red sword that took the lives of I don't know how many people and monsters, many people ignore that her appearance is so good-looking.

Of course, Zhao Qingdong didn't care.

She has never deliberately shown how beautiful she looks to the outside world, what she cares about is always the sword in her hand, whether she can cut the opponent's neck in an instant.

So she laughed, not to mean that she was happy, but that Zhao Qingdong really had the heart to kill Zuo Mingqiu at this moment.

"You shouldn't be agitated."

The red Dao sword, the sword body is as thin as a cicada's wings, lifted from the hem of her plain Dao skirt, bringing a breeze, and the faint sword momentum slowly gathers on the blade of the sword, the whole process is very slow, so slow that everyone thinks that the person who came out of the sword in the field is not Zhao Qingdong, but another woman.

Zhao Qingdong is known for being fast, how can he be slow?

Zuo Mingqiu's face was expressionless, holding a sword in a defensive style, horizontal in front of him, and the expression in his eyes was slightly solemn.

Zhao Qingdong's movements are actually not slow.

She was so fast, so fast that none of the young disciples could see her movements clearly, she raised her sword and dropped it, leaving no afterimage, the small red sword, slashing the wisps of red silk sword momentum in the space into two even.

The moment the sword blade left, the Dao source was mixed with some kind of avenue influx, making each sword momentum become as heavy as meteoric iron, but they could still float in the space like catkins, and soon the space of a hundred meters square was all covered with these heavy red silk threads, stacked in the sky, a thousand meters.

"I'm coming."

Zhao Qingdong said, holding the sword in both hands and taking a step forward.

Those red lines in the space also gathered in an instant, and the flowing sword momentum enveloped the power of Wan Jun, and followed the sword to fall downward.

"Boom!"

The enchantment that the elder of the Four Realms casually laid out was destroyed by Zhao Qingdong's sword momentum at this moment, and it burst open.

"Retire !!"

The Fog Hidden Daoist shouted loudly, his eyes were full of shock, he could perceive that Zhao Qingdong's sword had already transcended the scope of the third stage, and faintly stepped into the ranks of the killing power of the lord realm, and even he couldn't help but be vigilant!

The other fourth-stage Daoists were also shocked, the power contained in this sword already had the qualifications to threaten them, it would not be unusual if Zuo Mingqiu used this sword, because the latter was also the peak of the third stage, and was about to enter the fourth stage.

But Zhao Qingdong is the third-stage upper realm!

"It's too late to run, elders, help!" Those disciples who were a little slower to react could only barely fly out of a hundred meters, and then they were pressed by the terrifying sword momentum behind them, and their faces turned pale, and their breathing was not smooth.

Without the barrier of Zhao Qingdong's sword, they couldn't even withstand the aftermath, and their souls and bodies would be crushed.

"Don't worry."

Biyun Peak's Burning Lamp True Man blew a breath, and the ethereal and pure white clouds like cow's milk instantly enveloped the bodies of those disciples, turning them into a close-fitting enchantment.

And in the next second, Zhao Qingdong's sword fell.

Zuo Mingqiu's face was calm, and in the face of this thousand momentum, he raised his sword with both hands, the gossip array rotated under his feet, and he said silently in his heart:

"In the event of an event, with the will not to move, the extension of life and the recovery of energy, the wisdom of the heart, the voice of the spiritual world, the power of love, soar in the air, and enter the great sun of Nirvana."

"Vajrasattva of the Great Day."

"The third king of the Ming Dynasty is not moved."

"Nine-character mantra!"

"Boom!"

Zuo Mingqiu shouted violently, and beside him, nine big characters with dark golden Dao Yuan flowing on the surface suddenly rushed out of his body and floated

Floating around his body.

Those who are fighting are all arrayed in front.

Each big character exudes the purest aura of desolation, as if it originated from the primeval world, boundless, supporting the sword momentum of ten thousand equals and killing it upward.

"Knock !!!!"

It was as if in front of the Jedi Honghe, suddenly erected the highest mountain cliff in the world, the terrifying sword momentum washed on the surface of the nine characters, and each silk thread as thin as a cow's hair had an incomparably terrifying power, hitting the nine-character mantra, and a series of non-stop explosions sounded, deafening, so that countless people covered their ears.

"Hold on!"

Everyone hid behind the elder, squinting their eyes, and their hearts were extremely shocked to investigate the situation of the battle.

Zhao Qingdong's terrifying sword momentum was stopped in mid-air by the nine big characters summoned by Zuo Mingqiu, no matter how heavy her sword was, how terrifying those red sword momentum was, she couldn't break through the blockade of those nine bright big characters.

Zhao Qingdong drank again, and the sword in his hand was heavier.

As a result, the whole mountain trembled, and the turbulent sound of thunder was heard between the thunder walls of the thunder pool, and the nine characters became extremely mottled, and the red sword momentum kept washing the surface of the nine-character mantra, like a tsunami crashing against the reef on the shore.

"Bell!"

The earth shook the mountains, and the mountains roared with a tsunami.

Zuo Mingqiu's Dao Sword failed to cross the sword momentum and stabbed Zhao Qingdong, so it was shot down, fell on the soldier's character, and bounced back at Zuo Mingqiu's feet.

The scouring continued, between heaven and earth, half of it was a red sword momentum, generally a nine-character flood of brilliance, the two were stalemate in mid-air, and the wind and waves covered for a while, until finally, Zhao Qingdong rushed out of the red sword momentum with a sword in both hands, and then slashed at the word with his own hands, and the nine-character mantra was shattered.

But at the same time as the fragmentation, there was also an explosion.

"Boom Rumble Rumble !!"

Nine big words, exploding at the same time.

The aura of the desolation crushed everything, enveloping Zhao Qingdong and Zuo Mingqiu in it, and the red sword momentum was also broken like a cold branch in winter.

The crowd retreated.

The misty Daoist's face turned pale, and he covered his chest suddenly, his eyes full of disbelief.

He expanded his realm, intercepting the wind and waves caused by the battle between the two around him, but at this moment, his domain was unexpectedly shattered by that terrifying explosion!

"It's terrifying."

Hiding behind a rock in the Heavenly Wall of the Thunder Pool, Xu Mu couldn't help but exclaim after sensing the terrifying fluctuations in the field.

He never thought that Zuo Mingqiu and Zhao Qingdong, who had lifted the boundary, would become so strong in strength, that nine-character mantra was like the sword inheritance he got from the Heavenly Tree, and the power of the big characters was similar to that statue, and Zhao Qingdong was even more amazed by him.

Her sword is not only not weaker than words, but also catches up with Chen Changkong in terms of killing power.

This is a very terrifying thing, Xu Mu smiled slightly, from now on, the battle has the suspense of victory or defeat.

It's just that he will be more inclined to Zuo Mingqiu to win, because after all, he is the successor personally designated by the Fuxi Emperor, and he lost to himself because his weapons and opportunities are too good, if he loses to Zhao Qingdong again, where will the face of the Fuxi Emperor go?

The smoke in the field gradually dissipated.

"One move."

Zuo Mingqiu gently shook off the dust on his robe, and said with a somewhat pale face.

Obviously, he had some internal injuries that he did not know the severity of.

Zhao Qingdong stared at Zuo Mingqiu expressionlessly.

Then, she spat out her mouth lightly, but before everyone could be surprised, she heard her voice speak hoarsely:

"Again."

Saying that, Zhao Qingdong raised his sword again, gathered an extremely sharp sword intent out of thin air, and rushed towards Zuo Mingqiu with a wild tide.

Zuo Mingqiu stood in place and shouted angrily:

"Five Thunder Rectification!"

Boom!

The terrifying heavenly thunder fell from all directions, stopping Zhao Qingdong's body, but it failed to stop the sword qi in her hand.

red

The colored sword qi scattered, cutting the extremely fierce heavenly thunder into two, and killing Zuo Mingqiu with no instop.

Zuo Mingqiu shook his big hand, stepped on the word Xunzi, and the wind and fire gathered into a long dragon, and the electric light in his mouth hit the sword qi, and then shattered, producing an explosion.

"Boom!!"

The figures of the two were shocked at the same time.

Zuo Mingqiu landed smoothly.

Zhao Qingdong inserted the Dao sword into the ground, and he could stop his body.

"Two moves."

Zuo Mingqiu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Zhao Qingdong and said calmly:

"You've got a chance to make a move."

"Please use the strongest move you have learned in the past four years, and don't disappoint me, because after three moves, I will not give you another chance to strike."

When Zhao Qingdong heard this, he was silent for a long time.

She chuckled lightly:

"Okay."

As she spoke, the pupils of Zhao Qingdong's eyes turned crimson, and behind her condensed a female sword immortal phantom, countless mottled avenues were engraved on her skirt, and at the end of the glazed diamond-encrusted hairpin, there was a gem flowing with the radiance of the sun.

Seeing this phantom, the faces of all the real people in the field suddenly changed, and Zuo Mingqiu's expression became more solemn than ever.

"It's ...... Fuyao Heavenly Master!"

Zuo Mingqiu subconsciously clenched the Dao Sword in his hand.

Fuyao Heavenly Master is the only legendary female sword immortal who has become a heavenly master as a woman in the entire history of Daomen, and her era, I don't know how many years have passed since today, and only in the ancestral court portrait of Tianshi Mountain can we get a glimpse of the true face.

Zhao Qingdong is her inheritor, and many people know it, because when she first went up the mountain, the tomb in the hidden peak chose her.

But no one could have imagined that Zhao Qingdong would be able to summon the virtual image of Fuyao Immortal Venerable in the three-stage upper realm, and it also had the law of the Great Dao!

But this is clear, it is a method that can only be used by the strongest people on the realm list, how could she use it, isn't she afraid of being counterattacked!

Zhao Qingdong held the sword, and the phantom of the female sword immortal also slowly raised his hand, just like the real law of heaven and earth, affecting the rules of the Great Dao, and the real people in the other audience were all moved.

Zuo Mingqiu frowned, standing in the direction of the Gen character, countless golden lights gushing out of his body, as if he was accumulating some kind of defensive ability.

"Zhao Qingdong, if your sword is going to cost you your life, I advise you not to make a move."

Zuo Mingqiu said with a serious expression, he didn't have any grievances with Zhao Qingdong, as a competitor, although he didn't say it, he still had some sympathy in his heart, and he was even very happy that Zhao Qingdong was from their Tianshi Mountain.

In time, if he and Zhao Qingdong both become domain masters, then the status of Heavenly Master Mountain will no longer lag behind any Taoist temple.

Even if the Taoist temple is called Baiyun.

"I'm not going to die."

"You'll be the only one who will die."

Zhao Qingdong said, the sword in the hand of the female sword fairy was raised to the highest place, and then it was about to fall.

Zuo Mingqiu closed his eyes, and the golden light was sheng.

Everyone in the audience held their breath, because they knew that this would be the last collision between the two today, and it would also be the pinnacle collision, and the winner would be directly separated.

Who will win and who will lose?

Everyone is looking forward to it.

But someone is not looking forward to it.

"Stop, y'all!"

Suddenly, from the distant Nine Heavens, a neutral voice came down, containing the laws of the Great Dao, causing the bodies of everyone in the field to freeze, including those real people of the fifth stage.

and Zuo Mingqiu and Zhao Qingdong, who are gathering momentum.

Then, a tall and handsome middle-aged white-eyed Taoist quickly fell between Zhao Qingdong and Zuo Mingqiu with a whisk of dust.

He glanced left and right, his expression was ugly, and he scolded:

"What the hell are you messing around here?"

Zhao Qingdong and Zuo Mingqiu were silent.

The two of them dissipated their abilities and Taoism at the same time.

"Why did you get back?"

Zuo Mingqiu bowed to the door, and then asked respectfully and with some curiosity.

As far as he knew, this person was supposed to be handling state affairs in the imperial court of the Great Zhou, why did he suddenly return to the mountain today?

The man looked at Zuo Mingqiu and scolded with an ugly face, "If I don't come back, Heavenly Master Mountain will be demolished by the two of you!"

"What are you fighting here, in a few days it will be the festival of worshipping the heavens, can't you wait!"

"And you, you're just watching here?!"

The middle-aged man turned his head and scolded at the onlookers, looking extremely angry.

When Lan Qi Zhenren and the other elders heard this, they did not get angry, but turned pale, and bowed down respectfully, arched their hands and said:

"See the real person in charge."

"Welcome back to the mountain!"

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