() "Interesting. The corners of Nangong Quan and Sikong Yi's mouths were slightly hooked at the same time, and they looked at each other and smiled.

Mu Yunqi squinted, and he remembered that the disciple who went down the mountain without permission was him.

"You make a move first, let me see how you have grown after going down the mountain. ”

As soon as Gu Qingling's words were finished, he suddenly felt a chill in his back after a long battle, and an immortal sword that came out of nowhere crossed the ring and emerged from behind him.

In an instant, Gu Qingling only turned sideways slightly, and dodged the black iron sword.

This Luo Tianyang was really unceremonious, and he was ready to attack as soon as he came up.

It's just that when the black sword in his hand disappeared, even he didn't see clearly.

But these are not important, even if he is half a level worse than Luo Tianyang, he is confident.

"Imperial Heavenly Capital. Gu Qingling avoided the flying sword, and the iron sword flew back towards Luo Tianyang.

However, the golden sword qi that rose from the ground stood between it and Luo Tianyang, a huge ridge like a tall building, intercepting its retreat.

In this way, Luo Tianyang's sneak attack failed, but he lost his sword.

The black iron sword slammed back and forth in the golden qi wall, but it couldn't break through the encirclement.

As a result, Luo Tianyang had already lost his weapon, but the sword in Gu Qingling's hand had not yet been raised.

"I'll just say, this kid who doesn't know the height of the sky is still thinking of sneaking up on Senior Brother Gu, this is good, stealing chickens won't make it a mess!" The disciples in the audience whispered and mocked.

"Radish head, you ......" Luo Qingshui whispered to herself, she wanted Luo Tianyang to come on, but she didn't want Gu Qingling to lose, the two of them fought fiercely in Luo Qingshui's mind, making her conflicted.

The victory seemed to be clear at a glance, Gu Qingling did not leave his hand because his opponent was Luo Tianyang, he cut off Luo Tianyang's retreat as soon as he came up.

Luo Tianyang, who had no weapons, could no longer pose any threat to him.

Gu Qingling looked at Luo Tianyang indifferently, despite the situation, he still did not relax his vigilance, because he was different from Ye Tian'an, he was extremely serious in every step and never slackened.

Luo Tianyang was the same as him, the two of them stood opposite each other, with a heavenly moat and a black sword in between. When the weapon was confiscated, he didn't look panicked, but waved his hand.

"It's so familiar, I look like I've seen it somewhere. The disciples in the audience shouted.

"That gesture is!" said the old man Nangong Quan excitedly from his chair

jumped up.

Mu Yunqi's expression was also slightly moved, the disciples didn't know this gesture, but as an elder and the head of the sect, they were very familiar.

Luo Tianyang's hands slowly crossed, and two white sword qi slashed through the air.

Gu Qingling's pupils constricted, because he suddenly remembered this gesture, he had seen it not long ago, but they hadn't been so surprised at that time.

Because at that time, their attention was on the disciple of the Xuanjian Sect named Ji Yunchang.

Suddenly, he found that the sword in his hand vibrated violently, like a mad beast, trying to break free from his grasp.

Gu Qingling had never encountered such a situation, he had already resonated with his own Dragon Yin Sword, so he didn't think that one day the sword in his hand would actually betray him.

Gu Qingling's hand holding the sword flipped hard, he wanted to use his true qi to suppress this irascible iron sword.

If he was replaced by normal strength, he would definitely be able to suppress this black sword, but at this moment, the strength and true qi on his body were not much stronger than those of the lower immortals.

The black iron sword finally rushed out like a wild horse, and then climbed as violently as a dragon swimming for nine days.

An ordinary sword, at this moment, it actually emitted a dragon groan!

"Go, Excalibur. Luo Tianyang drank lowly.

In an instant, Gu Qingling suddenly understood that the sneak attack at the beginning was expected by Luo Tianyang, and he had no intention of using his sword to defeat him.

"The Divine Sword, all things coexist, all for their own use. Prince Han sighed, although he hadn't seen much of the Imperial Sword Technique, but he seemed to know the theory of the Imperial Sword Technique.

He thought that Luo Qingshui was going to ask another question, so he answered it himself, but he didn't expect that Luo Qingshui's attention had already been poured into the ring.

So Prince Han, who was talking to himself, was a little embarrassed, but fortunately, there were other juniors around him who were very curious and kept asking questions.

"This sword trick is one of the more wonderful mental methods in our Tianshan faction, although it is called the sword, but in fact, it can not only resist the sword, all things in heaven and earth, whether there is aura or not, he can resist. Even the portable sword that resonates with our lord can be controlled by it, and the most powerful thing is that it can make ordinary weapons without aura play a strength comparable to that of a treasure. ”

"So if you cultivate this mental method, you are like a sword man, carrying hundreds of swords on your back?"

Prince Han dot

Head, although the semantics are somewhat unclear, they are still very different.

"I kind of understand why he chose to use the black iron sword, feeling that he is a privilege in itself!"

The black sword roared, like a black dragon standing in the clouds and roaring.

"Yutian Shui. Gu Qingling felt the oppression, his hands condensed, and there was thunder and lightning flickering above the clouds.

The golden raindrops were ready to send off in the roaring clouds of the black dragon, and the black dragon raised its claws and looked at the golden clouds, as if to retreat.

"Fall!" But Gu Qingling didn't let the black dragon have much time to breathe, his right hand turned over the clouds and rain, and the golden raindrops overflowed the clouds into a golden ocean.

The dragon swam and tumble in the sea, as it galloped, but it struggled as the water melted its hard body.

"Touch!" Finally, the black dragon roared and fell to the ground, its scales falling all over its body, and it lay on the ground wailing.

The black dragon gradually perished, and the black iron sword sank into the stone ground, and the sword body was already full of holes, like a hornet's nest, and it was full of holes.

"Oh my God!" The disciples in the audience were already stunned, they opened their mouths and looked at the clouds, feeling that the two of them really had the appearance of immortals.

It may not be difficult to condense and transform into shape, but to gather into such a behemoth, it really amazes them and secretly feels inferior.

Gu Qingling was not complacent because he had the upper hand, he frowned and looked at Luo Tianyang with his eyes.

A serious look began to burn in his eyes.

It's just that he didn't move, because he wanted to see what other tricks Luo Tianyang had.

The Imperial Sword Technique, like the Imperial Heavenly Technique, has five moves, although he has seen the battle between Chen Yifan and Ji Yunchang, he has never really opposed the Imperial Sword Technique. Now that they were quite cultivated, he really wanted to see what was so strange about this sword technique.

Luo Tianyang pressed his hands to the ground and took a light breath, he had never consumed such a huge amount of true qi. Previously, he had always wanted to hide the fact that he knew the sword technique, first because he didn't want to be involved with the Tianshan faction, and he didn't want to be involved with that person. The second reason was because he was afraid that the fact that he knew the sword technique would be known to others, but now that he had become a disciple of the Tianshan Sect, no one would ask about the origin of the sword technique.

"Sword Town Eight Desolations!" Luo Tianyang suddenly got up, and the air around him trembled violently, but there seemed to be no change.