【Volume 1】How Long a Boy Is A Boy Chapter 52 Morning Dew
The colorful color in Zhou Qingdui's hand emanated, and then Zhou Qingdui turned around and slapped back, and the crack outside the blessed land of Shenxiao Mountain was directly blocked by this burst of colorful light.
The people outside the blessed land of Shenxiao Mountain could not even enter.
At this time, Yang Zhao and Lu Zhengchun both came to Zhou Qingdu's side and looked at He Xiao.
Seeing this scene, He Xiao's words were full of disdain: "I advise you not to waste your efforts, this seat is in a good mood today, plus the people behind you, this seat still doesn't want to provoke, I don't want to kill the three of you." If that's the case, none of you will be able to get out of Shenxiao Mountain today. ”
Zhou Qingdui said indifferently: "Three Huipu Realm beat you a Yuan Shen Realm martial artist, even if you can't kill you, you don't want to go out and bring disaster to the world!"
Lu Zhengchun didn't talk nonsense, he directly turned into an afterimage and blasted away with the power of a punch! Yang Zhao also followed, turning into a flash of fire and fighting with Na He Xiao.
Only Zhou Qingwan still stayed in place, looking somewhere, and didn't move.
Although He Xiao had obtained the so-called "eternal life" method, his realm cultivation was only one step away from breaking through the realm, but even so, he was still only a Yuan Shen Realm cultivator.
Under the siege of two people whose killing power is not lower than him, they can only win or lose.
However, his physical body and true qi, which can be restored at any time, are really difficult. Even if it was the fire of Yang Zhao's palm and Lu Zhengchun's fist technique that became stronger and stronger, it was still easily parried by He Xiao.
If you continue to fight like this, the situation is not good!
Until about a stick of incense passed like this, Yang Zhao and Lu Zhengchun were already a little exhausted, but He Xiao still looked relaxed.
"How? Two, do you want to continue? ”
Yang Zhao pulled Lu Zhengchun to take a step back, took out a wine gourd from the storage bag on his waist, and took a big sip. In the end, Yang Zhao wiped his mouth, looked at He Xiao who was wrapped in black gas in front of him, and sneered: "I fought with you before, and your boxing skills have long been lacking in the fierceness and domineering of martial arts, and your strength has been greatly reduced, can you still be regarded as a pure martial artist?" Besides, you can stalemate with me for so long, don't you rely on your broken black energy? You're a grandma? Is there a kind of fight with the master? ”
The reason why the strength of the martial arts is stronger than that of the monks of the same realm is precisely because he has cultivated a righteous qi that is like a bamboo. At this time, He Xiao obviously has no pure righteousness, so his boxing skills are no longer as fierce and domineering as they once were!
He Xiao was not affected by Yang Zhao's words in the slightest, but stared at the fire on Yang Zhao's body, and said with a smile: "Leaving the Yang family, he has already achieved such cultivation at a young age. But you've made the least progress of the three of your brothers, right? If I can really go one step further in the spell of separation from fire, maybe I will really be burned to death by your fire. Unfortunately, you can't. ”
It's a pity that you can't!
Yang Zhao just stared at him coldly when he heard this, and a trace of depression crossed his eyes. Yang Zhao himself also knows that he has indeed not made significant progress in the past three years. If I could master it more, I am afraid that I would not end up in such a decadence.
At this time, Zhou Qingwan patted Yang Zhao's shoulder and said with a smile: "It's okay, isn't there still me?" ”
He Xiao clapped his hands and said disdainfully: "What if there is one more of you?" Although your current kendo cultivation is indeed good, you are not Li Qiubai, and you can't kill me! ”
Zhou Qingdu's face froze, raised his right hand, and pointed to the sword. In the end, Zhou Qingwan shouted loudly: "Sword cultivator Zhou Qingwan borrowed a sword from Sword Immortal Qi Yan to kill God Xiaoshan He Xiao!" ”
As Zhou Qingdui's words fell, a sword light suddenly appeared in the sky above, and then quickly flew towards the place where Zhou Qingdui was.
He Xiao seemed to feel something, his pupils suddenly shrank, his body turned into a black gas, and he looked at the depths of Shenxiao Mountain and fled.
The sword came from the sky, and Zhou Qingdui waved his hand and looked at He Xiao to slash away.
This sword is called Chaolu!
The immortal holds the fairy sword, and a sword falls, like a heavenly punishment descending into the world. The belated sword turned into a shocking sword rainbow and went straight towards the black qi nail!
Even the people who were isolated from the blessed land saw the earth-shattering sword, and even some people faintly saw the extraordinary nature of this sword.
Immediately, Zhou Qingwan raised his left hand and pulled it out of the ancient sword that had not been unsheathed for a long time behind his back.
When Zhou Qingdui pulled out this sword, he shouted loudly: "He Lao Pifu, I have raised the sword intent for three years." Can you stop this sword? ”
Then, another shocking sword light burst towards He Xiao. The power of this sword is not weakened by the power of the previous fairy sword!
The flying sword that had been in the scabbard for a long time was finally born today. The sword light is like a sword immortal in the mortal dust!
Zhou Qingdui has been practicing with Ye Jing'an in the Confucian and Taoist Palace for three years, even if he practiced sword practice, he has never unsheathed this sword. He's been waiting for an opportunity, a moment that is enough for him to use a sword!
At this time, Zhou Qingwan was finally unable to support it and was about to fall. Fortunately, Yang Zhao found out and caught him in time, and Zhou Qingwan laughed miserably: "It's too reluctant to forcibly take over a sword in the Emperor Realm, I hope this sword can have half the power of him!" ”
It was only very soon that the two sword lights that followed caught up with the black qi that He Xiao had turned into.
In the end, the three of them only heard a miserable scream, and the black qi was nailed by two sword lights on the ancestral peak of Shenxiao Mountain. Moreover, the black qi only struggled for a moment, and then stopped moving.
The visible thing nailed the invisible body! Among them, it is not only Zhou Qingdu's three years of recuperation, but also the sword of Qi Yan, the border great sword immortal who once claimed to be "a famous sword cultivator soon", and is now indeed famous all over the world!
Seeing this scene, the three of them looked at each other and finally smiled.
This battle was won after all.
"It's rubbish."
At this moment, an old voice suddenly resounded between the heavens and the earth, accompanied by a breath that overwhelmed the three of them and a black breath that covered the sky.
Zhou Qingdui felt this breath, and there was a trace of ...... in the midst of the strength A hint of familiarity?
Zhou Qingdui immediately used his true qi to protect his body, stood up from Yang Zhao's body, and walked towards that breath.
What are you going to do with this guy?
Seeing this, Lu Zhengchun and Yang Zhao couldn't help but wonder. In the end, he also used his true qi to resist the power and follow in the footsteps of Zhou Qingdu.
It's just that when the three of them stepped forward to check, suddenly a shocking palm slapped towards the three of them.
That palm was also wrapped in black gas, but it was essentially different from the black gas on He Xiao's body.
Zhou Qingdui and the three of them were immediately swept out by this black qi giant palm, and two sword lights followed closely. The three of them only saw an old man with a cuffy figure spitting smoke in a daze.
He, with his back to them.
This palm made the three of them not even have the strength to resist.