"The rules of Chang'an City, the laws of the Tang Dynasty"

Yang Yuanying narrowed her eyes, her eyes were slightly cold, and she said, "Su Qingming, are you challenging me?" ”

The original noisy sound of the central street has become extremely quiet at this moment.

Needle drops can be heard.

Among the three major families in the world, talented cultivators who have been praised to the status of senior brothers, even if they have not really made a move in front of the world, no one dares to question their strength.

As for Su Qingming, the first peak who came out halfway, it is rumored that his cultivation is not very superb, but it is only because he is valued by Lu Lin and has infinite potential that he is listed in the position of the immortal and demon list.

Most of the intelligence believed that once Su Qingming fought against the senior brother level figure of the Holy Land, as long as he could not show the suppressive power of the Shanyuan Daoist back then, he would soon fall from the position of the immortal and demon list.

The disciples of the Yang family and the Song family in Tingtao City looked at the two people facing each other on the central street, with solemn expressions If the senior brother and Su Qingming fight, then Chang'an City, from now on, will be in chaos.

Some of the big figures of the Tang Dynasty frowned slightly, looking at Su Qingming, he didn't think it was a good choice.

A character like Yang Yuanying, a real person who doesn't show his face, has hardly ever made a move, who knows how many hole cards he hid? If they really want to fight, neither the Sword Sect nor the Yang family can afford to lose.

Su Qingming looked at the eyes of the beautiful woman in the distance, he understood what Li Shu meant, smiled and nodded, indicating that there was no need to worry.

Then he stepped forward, he didn't shake off the black cloth wrapped around Qingping, and the three-foot Qingping on his waist was untied by Su Qingming and held it in his hand.

"It's a challenge, it's not a challenge." Su Qingming's voice was flat: "I don't use a single bit of mana, I only have a sword, how you take it, senior brother, has nothing to do with me." ”

Su Qingming looked around, among the crowd, there were a mixture of fish and dragons, there were unknown people who came to his mansion every day to shout, and there were also some people who were eager to try their fame, but he couldn't look down on any of them.

It's really annoying to be chased and chased all the time.

He needs a sword, so that these people in the capital can see their strength, and then weigh their own catties, so as to save the noise in their ears all the time.

This time, Central Avenue is just an opportunity.

Yang Yuanying is a rather conceited character, if he doesn't use mana, then he won't use mana, Su Qingming knows that he has put forward this challenge, and the senior brother will not refuse, and he can't refuse.

Really.

Yang Yuanying, who was dressed in a loose green robe, her face remained unchanged, as if she was thinking about whether to agree to Su Qingming's request.

He sensed a change in the aura of the figure behind him.

The "Lord of the Netherworld", who has been following him for a long time, should be hiding somewhere on Central Avenue at this moment.

What made the senior brother feel a little relaxed in his heart was the assassin of the underworld who was like a maggot on the tarsal bones, and at this moment he transferred the murderous aura, his intuition would not be wrong, and the lord of the Netherworld did not stare at himself anymore, but poured the murderous aura into others.

Yang Yuanying's heart was slightly relieved, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Su Qingming, as if he understood the meaning of the other party's move.

The tree is a big move.

What the Lord of the Netherworld is eyeing should be the first peak in front of him.

"I'm too cautious, the Lord of the Netherworld Division can't find a chance, now is a good opportunity and I don't need to do it, naturally someone will find trouble with Su Qingming." The senior brother silently said in his heart: "I should go down this time, take this sword, and forget it, but it will be a trouble." ”

With that in mind, he no longer hesitated.

Yang Yuanying looked at Su Qingming, put his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "You don't use mana, I don't use mana, just stand here, don't move or retreat, take your sword." ”

No matter how high Su Qingming's realm is, this sword can't use mana, so what can he do?

Yang Yuanying stood still, his face calm.

Even if Shanyuan Daoist came, he didn't use his mana, and handed out a sword three feet away, what could he do to himself?

In the central main street, the flow of people began to crowd on both sides, leaving.

The hemp robe Taoist protected Li Shu, evacuating the crowd who wanted to come to see the excitement, this street was spacious enough, because of this turmoil, until now, most of the shops on both sides have been closed in order to prevent losses.

Listening to the two young leaders of the Song family and Guozijian in Taocheng, at this moment, they finally arrived at the central street "belatedly", but they happened to catch up with the last scene.

Song Shu and He Zhi saw that the two of them each stepped on a flying sword, came from opposite directions, hovered over the central street, and silently watched below.

They want to see, how will this excitement end?

And in the night, except for Su Qingming and Senior Brother, no one else found the "Lord of the Netherworld" hidden on the eaves, even if Cangjun and Lijun came, that figure still had no intention of leaving, and was not worried about his identity being exposed, but shrunk comfortably in a corner of the eaves, waiting for a good show on Central Street.

The Shadow Palace's concealment technique is the world's top assassination method.

The cultivation of the Lord of the Nether Division may not be as good as that of several others, but as long as he doesn't want to expose himself, then few people can predict it in advance.

A large area of Central Street has been vacated.

The front and back ends were swept away, the breeze blew, and the lanterns hanging under the eaves of the street swayed.

Li Shu frowned and asked, "Is it enough?" ”

The linen-robed Taoist said softly: "Thirty zhang has been vacated, and under the ten realms, no matter how strong the sword qi is, it is difficult to affect this large field from the central street, neither of them uses mana, only one sword, it must be enough." ”

Swaying red lanterns, snow-white bluestone slabs.

Snow flakes blown up by the wind, and hard ice slag.

The hem of Su Qingming's black robe swayed gently in the wind, and he slowly grabbed Qingping with one hand, and the black cloth was pinched out of the outline of the hilt.

After the umbrella surface of the umbrella sword was destroyed, Su Qingming cleaned up the excess umbrella bones and some miscellaneous accessories on the frost mountain, and he couldn't find a material comparable to Lu Lin's umbrella sword, so he could only cut Qingping's sword body from the umbrella body, take it out, and use it as a pure sword weapon.

Qingping's scabbard was buried with the man.

Su Qingming wrapped Qingping in black cloth on weekdays, and the soul of the White Bone Plain blended in, although this Qingping was sharp, it would not hurt himself.

He lifted Qingping flat, and there was a gap of six feet between him and the senior brother of the Yang family.

Three feet and three feet.

This is a very close position, and you only need to take a step forward to 'insert' the sword into the chest of the elder brother.

But Su Qingming will not take a step further.

Six feet was enough for him to unleash the sword's aura.

Yang Yuanying stood with his hands in his hands, and his originally plain complexion began to become obscure at the moment when Su Qingming lifted Qingping.

The long sword wrapped in black cloth, before it was opened, gave him enough pressure.

Su Qingming lifted Qingping and took a deep breath.

He pressed one hand on the center of his eyebrows, and the vortex at the dantian began to rotate slowly, and the few mana yuan liquids flowed slowly in the dantian, intersecting together, and at this moment they were twitched by Su Qingming with difficulty.

Like the vortex of water began to rotate, the will of the Lord Rao forcibly pressed under the cover.

The sword body hidden in Qingping began to tremble restlessly.

Even the long sword, which was wrapped in black cloth, began to tremble.

A drop of water is pumped away

Two drops of water

Three drops

A total of five drops of mana yuan liquid were extracted, Su Qingming's face became a little pale, this was all the "yuan liquid" he could mobilize, he closed his eyes and continued to gather momentum.

In Su Qingming's mind, there was a picture over and over again.

The sword that splits the mountain and breaks the river in the back mountain stream!

In the previous life, the yuan liquid was extracted from the body, turned into the sword body, and condensed into sword qi!

I only have five drops of Yuan liquid now.

What kind of results can be caused by the sword of facing the elder brother?

There was a dead silence on the central street, and everyone watched Su Qing raise his sword without gambling, and then there was a long silence, and at a distance of thirty zhang, they could not feel the slightest murderous aura overflowing, and the mana flowed.

But the pressure on the elder brother is increasing.

He vaguely felt the restlessness in his bones, and the longer the other party was accumulating, the more uneasy he became.

The next moment -

Su Qingming suddenly opened his eyes.

He said in a deep voice: "Take the sword!" ”

Yang Yuanying's pupil contraction is coming!

The black cloth exploded, revealing a snow-white sword body of Qingping.

With the two senior brothers Su Qingming as the center, an invisible qi machine exploded between the two.

On the street surface of the central street, the bluestone slabs roared, one by one at an extremely violent speed, like a long dragon, the keel was provoked, and the street houses and shops separated by a considerable distance on both sides were smashed by the sword qi and collapsed.

Smoke and dust when Zheng

A figure accompanied by the sword qi on the soles of his feet uncovered the keel, and swept on the ground, his body half backwards like an arrow, almost parallel to the ground, leaving only his feet on the ground, and swept back thirty zhang, until the end of the central street, then he stopped suddenly, trampled on the ground, and a spider web bloomed on the soles of his feet.

Yang Yuanying's hands that were originally behind his back, when he swept to the end of the central street, he had already lifted the cover, and the green robes on both sides were shattered, resisting the erosion of the swift and unparalleled sword qi, although he did not use mana, he still made a move after all.

Yang Yuanying's face was cloudy, and after standing still, his hands no longer covered his face, but crossed a crossed skimming trajectory.

Skimming sleeves.

With the action of skimming the sleeves with both hands, the sword qi that was rolling more and more intensely on the central street was wrapped in his sleeves, and he suddenly waved his sleeves like a doll's anger, so the last gambling building on both sides suffered, and the dull two loud sounds, smoke and dust splashed, and slowly collapsed in place.

All the eyes were on the black-robed uncle.

The three-foot long sword, which was as white as snow, shattered the black cloth wrapped in it, revealing Qingping's true face to the world.

Su Qingming's face was calm.

The two genius elder brothers of the Song family and Guozijian looked moved.

The Lord of the Netherworld, cowering on the eaves, narrowed his eyes.

The whole street was dead silent.

"Invincible, incomparable" The linen-robed Taoist sighed softly: "Is this Qingping?" ”

"Nope." Li Shu's voice was softer, and he said seriously: "This is Su Qingming." ”