"He's a sword cultivator, right! It must be a sword cultivator, and it is a carefully cultivated sword cultivator, only such a sword cultivator can cultivate such a powerful sword intent! ”

The older monk shouted excitedly, for fear that others would not know.

Everyone was stunned by what he said, and they all showed surprised expressions.

And Zhao Wu's face was even more ugly at the moment.

An Qing showed no way that he could afford to provoke.

He wasn't worried at all about whether Shi Hu Immortal Master would win An Qing now, nor was he worried about whether Shi Hu Immortal Master would kill the killer.

He has only one thing to worry about now: how to deal with the aftermath!

Although the family has an immortal sect as a backer, it is a fart in front of those powerful cultivation families!

An Qing, who was holding the hilt of the sword, was not in a hurry to draw the sword, but shook his head in his heart.

It's not right at all from beginning to end.

How could the sword intent turn into qi?

An Qing, who has been copying for ten years, has his own place to speak.

Sword intent is sword intent, and qi is qi.

Why there is sword qi is only because of the disturbance of sword intent.

Yes, that's right!

The sword intent of the sword cultivator, as well as every movement, will disturb the surrounding qi, even including the qi existing in the sword cultivator's body, as long as there is a disturbance, the so-called sword qi will be formed, so no matter what the qi disturbed by the sword intent looks like, it can be called sword qi.

Therefore, sword cultivation mainly cultivates sword intent, not qi.

Sword qi also has the strength and weakness of condensation, and it needs to be practiced hard to master, but the most fundamental thing is still the sword intent, without the support of a strong sword intent, the sword qi swung out cannot be indestructible, nothing can be slashed, and it is nothing.

Therefore, as long as you master the sword intent, you can master the sword qi.

An Qing slowly pulled out the black sword.

Jian Ye, who wanted to say something, chose to be silent.

The sword stood in the sky, An Qing looked at Shi Hu and smiled confidently: "I haven't had time to introduce yet, my name is An Qing, and I am going to become a man of sword immortals in the future, please advise!" After saying that, his wrist shook slightly.

Boom!

A sword roared.

An Qing's gaze suddenly became deep, his whole body exuded a fierce sword intent, and his body was also surrounded by a stream of invisible qi in an instant, like a swimming dragon, following his body all the way to the crippled black sword blade, and immediately condensed into an invisible sword qi.

Moreover, as the sword qi on the blade became more and more, it continued to extend upwards for several zhang, and finally turned into an invisible sword composed entirely of sword qi.

Moreover, the invisible sword also faintly continues to grow.

At this moment, everyone present felt an extremely fierce sword intent, as if as long as they swung the sword, they would definitely cut everything.

Everyone held their breath for a moment, staring intently at the arena, expecting what it would be like when the sword fell.

In the viewing seat, there were also monks, and they were also looking forward to An Qing's sword.

After all, cross-border battles are not something that can be seen often, and no one will be afraid of a duel with a monk whose realm is higher than their own.

Shi Hu also held the knife in his hand at this moment, making a posture that could be defended at any time, his hands were trembling slightly, the palms and backs of his hands were sweaty, and his face was a little pale.

As An Qing's opponent, Shi Hu was the most intuitive and closest person to feel An Qing's terrifying sword intent.

At this moment, he has left behind all the bullshit realms, and he just wants to catch this sword unharmed.

However, he warned himself all the time in his heart not to take it, to avoid this sword.

But the strange thing is that An Qing's sword did not fall for a long time.

Just when the audience was silent, Shi Hu saw that An Qing had never moved, and looked at An Qing suspiciously, and suddenly showed a look of surprise.

I saw An Qing's whole body tremble suddenly, and even the black sword held high shook up, but the invisible sword composed of qi was getting bigger and bigger, not just big, but also seemed to be getting sharper and sharper without end.

The monks in the audience also saw An Qing's problem, it seemed that it was not that he didn't want to swing his sword, but that he couldn't control it.

It's weird, I've never seen anything like this.

The old referee also turned from surprise to confusion just now, but finally turned solemn, staring at the sword qi above An Qing's head as if thinking about something.

And An Qing was very big at the moment, he had long wanted to cut it with a sword, but at the moment when he was about to cut it, suddenly, all the Dao Yuan in his body was frantically gushing out at this time, and all of them were absorbed by the black sword.

"Master Jian, what's going on?" An Qing asked in surprise.

"Hey, hey! Scared, right? Jian Ye smiled gloatingly.

"Hurry up and think of a way, I can't hold on." An Qing didn't have time to joke and urged.

"Whoever makes you kid not listen, forget it, I'll help you this time, you just swing the sword, and leave the rest to me, oh yes, if you want to kill him, just wave it at him, if you don't want to, whatever you want."

As soon as Jian Ye's voice fell, An Qing felt that his hands suddenly moved, but immediately a violent power came from the black sword, and before he had time to think, An Qing glanced at Shi Hu, drank in a deep voice, and the sword swung forward.

It's moving!

Everyone stared at An Qing, their eyes wide open.

I saw An Qing swinging a huge sword qi and slashing down, and where the sword qi blade passed, it was like it could be slashed on the wind, cutting the wind as easily as paper and slashing it towards Shi Hu's head.

Shi Hu looked up at the sword qi slashing fiercely, and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly, revealing a desperate look.

He knew he couldn't take it, but he couldn't run either.

At the moment when the giant sword qi fell, he was shocked to find that he was frozen, his feet couldn't move at all, and only by taking this sword qi could he live.

Is this sword cultivation?

Shi Hu "purred" and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his face full of bitterness.

If I had known, I wouldn't have agreed, huh!

Just as his mind was turning, the giant sword was still falling as if it had broken everything, and Shi Hu finally gritted his teeth, holding the knife above his head with both hands, and used all his Dao Yuan into the knife, hoping to block this sword.

Rumble!

The greatsword fell, with a loud bang, and dust flew up.

After a while, the dust cleared, revealing a deep pit seven or eight feet long and a few feet wide.

Everyone watched this scene in amazement.

Poor people were surprised that with such a terrifying sword, Shi Hu, a mercenary of the Zhao family, just knelt on one knee, and there was no wound on his body.

And the boy was desperately panting.

Mortals couldn't see the scene when the giant sword was about to slash Shi Hu, the mercenary of the Zhao family, because it was too fast, but the monks could see it all clearly, Shi Hu was okay because the terrifying boy suddenly changed the trajectory of the giant sword's fall.

Shi Hu's silver broadsword was beveled and broken, which is the best proof of this.

Shi Hu opened his eyes and looked at An Qing, then at his own knife, and then at the shocking sword mark pit on the ground on the left, and was stunned.

At this moment, no matter how stupid he was, he could guess what had just happened.

Shi Hu got up and looked at An Qing again gratefully.

An Qing's forehead sweated frequently, his face turned slightly pale, and he smiled and waved his hand: "It's wrong, it doesn't count just now, let's continue." ”

Shi Hu: "...... Do you want to continue? ”

An Qing nodded: "The victory is not scored, of course it continues." ”

Shi Hu: "......"

An Qing pinned the black sword back to his belt and moved his muscles, if he hadn't been able to swing that sword just now, it is estimated that he would have been squeezed into a dry corpse by the black sword now.

It's scary to think about it now.

An Qing was slightly angry in her heart: "Sword Master, you cheat me!" ”

Jian Ye: "......"

Jian Ye said with an innocent face: "I was about to tell you, but you didn't listen, how can you say that I cheated on you?" ”

An Qing: "......"

Jian Ye couldn't hold back a smile and said, "Okay, concentrate on fighting, and I'll tell you why this is happening when the competition is over."

An Qing sighed: "...... All right. ”