It stands to reason that the propagation of sound is actually slower than the sword light of the Listening Tide Sword.

However, the attack of the Yuqin Daoist was not so much launched with the sound of the qin, but rather that he intertwined with the laws of heaven and earth with the help of the sound of the qin, plucked the void, and played the sound of heaven and earth.

Therefore, under such an attack, the spatial barrier at a small and medium distance, whether it exists or not, cannot affect the opponent's attack speed.

"Good!" Yuan Qingwei couldn't help shouting, stretched out his hand and knocked on the void, and a phantom of a golden bell appeared, shaking it gently, making a long bell, disrupting the legal principle of the Yuqin Daoist.

Then Taiyi whisked the dust and waved it at the Tingchao sword, and the energy was swallowed on the dust silk, with a center as the origin, constantly shrinking inward, like a huge whirlpool, rolling all the sword qi into it.

Immediately after, the golden wisp of the robe unleashed its magical powers, and the pale golden light covered the sleeves of his coat, and with the movement of his hand, it rolled behind him.

The phantom of a giant whale appeared behind the Qi King standing behind Yuan Qingwei, and the vast energy formed an almost substantial wave, filling the void and sweeping towards Yuan Qingwei, as if to blast him into powder.

"It's so complicated, what's the use of being strong!"

The golden light swept through, and the wave of huge qi was cut off by Yuan Qingwei's sleeve, like a jade carved palm against the Qi King, condensed like gold and iron, pure and extremely powerful, directly breaking through the Qi King's defense and knocking it out.

Seeing this, the Qingjiang hermit, who had not made a move for a long time, was surging behind him, and a treasure tree phantom appeared, his right hand was raised, his middle finger and thumb touched, making a flower, and a peaceful smile appeared on his face, and he brushed towards Yuan Qingwei.

"Buddha Door Flower Finger?" Yuan Qing sneered slightly, the legend of Buddhism smiling has been spread in many worlds.

He has traveled through so many worlds, and the fingering techniques he has seen are as many as six in those two martial arts worlds alone, but there is no one that can really point directly to the Zen heart.

At this time, when he saw the exercises of the Qingjiang hermit, he naturally saw the relationship between him and Shaohua Mountain.

But Shaohuashan's kung fu is ordinary in Yuan Qingwei's opinion, and he is too obsessed with purity and peace.

It was performed by a halfway monk like Qingjiang Hermit, and he was not looked at by Yuan Qingwei.

It was still a golden wisp of clothes, shattering the leaves that were scattered, raising his palms, clenching his fists with his five fingers, and his middle fingers slightly bulging, knocking on the void.

Another melodious bell rang, once again disrupting the law of heaven and earth triggered by the Yuqin Daoist.

With a wave of dust, it was like a silver snake spitting out a letter, hitting the sword body of the Wave Chopping Sword that pointed directly at the center of his eyebrows, and directly knocked the Listening Tide Sword away.

"Heavenly Heart Sword Duel!" An exclamation came from the void, and the woman with the butterfly mask appeared again, she looked at Yuan Qing and said with resentment: "What happened to Qin Qin to you?" ”

"What's wrong?" Yuan Qing smiled and said, "Don't worry, she's very good!" ”

"Impossible! If she is safe and sound, where did you learn the Heavenly Heart Sword Duel! ”

"Do you need her to teach?" Yuan Qingwei smiled suddenly, the aura around his body changed, one hand was raised, his middle finger and thumb touched, making a flower, the smile on his face was peaceful, a green lotus bloomed at his fingertips, and the breath of the pure saint shrouded the surroundings, turning the mundane into a fairyland.

The faces of the five great masters around him changed slightly, and it was good to listen to the tide sword, as a disciple of the Sword Sect, although he was not a descendant, he also had a special method of spiritual resistance when he arrived at the great grandmaster.

Yuqin Daoist is not a big problem, his talent is excellent, and he understands the martial arts that use the sound of the qin to lead the law of heaven and earth, obviously he has a very high attainment in the qin dao, and even with spiritual cultivation is not low.

In comparison, the Qi King, the Qingjiang Hermit and the woman with the butterfly mask are very embarrassed, the Qi King is a loose cultivator, the exercises are not the best, and they are also different from their own bloodline. After becoming a great master, the condensed principles are lacking, and as soon as you see Qinglian, you will inevitably indulge in it.

The latter two are even more pitiful, one is to break through the parallel goods of the great grandmaster by using the flower finger, and the other is a disciple of the Heavenly Maiden Sect, and the cultivation exercises are naturally restrained by Yuan Qingwei at this time, which makes them have no ability to resist at all before the wonderful realm evolved by Yuan Qingwei.

As Yuan Qingwei stretched out his hand, the lotus flower at his fingertips withered, and the energy was condensed, like a substantial green lotus petal flying out, two of which easily pierced the eyebrows of the woman with the butterfly mask and the Qingjiang hermit.

Although the Qi King came to his senses at the last moment, he only reluctantly moved his head, and the blue lotus petals entered through his eyes, and then the blue light rose out of his seven orifices.

Listening to the tide sword and the Yuqin Daoist, one out of the sword, the other stroked the qin, the sword light criss-crossed, the sound of the piano vibrated the void, all of them were dangerous and dangerous to stop the lotus petals.

"Will you survive this?" Yuan Qing looked at the woman with a hole in her eyebrows with some surprise, and at the moment when her breath was almost gone, her body gradually blurred, and countless butterflies flew and re-solidified not far away.

The pale-faced woman walked out again, she looked at Yuan Qingwei, her eyes were full of fear, and she turned around and fled without thinking.

Seeing this, the Yuqin Daoist sighed, the sound of the piano moved, the law operated, and disappeared into a streamer.

"Aren't you leaving? I'm having fun today and don't want to kill! Yuan Qingwei seems to be still in the artistic conception of the flower finger, and the whole person looks extremely peaceful.

Hearing Chaojian, he shook his head: "I started practicing swords at the age of five, entered the innate at the age of fifteen, and became a grandmaster at the age of twenty-eight, but because of the difference of one step, I had no chance to pass it on. In the next thirty years, he sat on the beach, broke through the realm of the great master, and achieved the name of the sword of listening to the tide. It sounds majestic, but in fact, the road ahead is over, not to mention the pursuit of the realm of heaven and man, even if there is an inch in the territory of the great grandmaster, it is extremely difficult. ”

"Now, I have stayed in the existing realm for more than a Jiazi, if there is no breakthrough, the Heavenly People's Great Limit, after the two Jiazi lives, I am afraid that the qi and blood will begin to decline. When the time comes, there will be no chance to break through ......"

"So you want to borrow my hand and try to break through?" Yuan Qingwei looked at Tingchao Jian and sighed with some emotion.

He could see that the person in front of him was a pure swordsman, and with every word he said, the sword intent on his body was also three points thick, and after Yuan Qingwei's voice fell, he heard the tide sword strike again.

This time, he burned his own life, and the sword light was even brighter.

But before Yuan Qingwei reached the peak of his sword intent, he suddenly made a move, and his body disappeared in place like a phantom.

This move made the sword intent of the rising sword of Tingchao directly cut off, and then a hand appeared on his chest, pressed it gently, and the thick qi penetrated through his body, the sternum turned into powder, and the internal organs were also slightly shattered by Yuan Qing.

"Why......"

"Why, right?" Yuan Qingwei looked at the last breath, looked at his Listening Tide Sword, and opened his mouth flatly.

"We're enemies, aren't we? Although your statement is indeed admirable, I don't believe that what you did was really purely for the sake of breakthrough. It may not be that there is no idea of testing me, or creating opportunities for my fellow students. ”

"So, from the very beginning, I wasn't prepared for you to complete the transformation of burning your life and erecting your sword intent, after all, if you exert a sword beyond your own realm, it will be too dangerous for me."

After speaking, Yuan Qingwei closed his eyes and cremated his body with his backhand.

Watching the dust disperse into the heavens and the earth, Yuan Qingwei turned around and walked to the corpses of the Qi King and the Qingjiang hermit.

The physical bodies of the two great masters were enough for him to have a deeper understanding of the martial arts of this world.

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