The sword moved with him, Liu Qingshan put on a strange posture, the scabbard and the Hangang sword stretched, like a swallow, spreading its wings and soaring!

Nangong Wudao's expression changed greatly, and he shouted loudly: "Be careful, this is the Feiyan style in the "Aurora Nine Styles", which is known for its speed and no trace of moves. ”

Nangong Wudao retreated as he spoke, and the treasure knife in his hand was waved out violently, slashing towards Liu Qingshan who flew in as fast as a fright.

Zong Shufang has long lost the arrogance just now, Liu Qingshan's galloping horse actually blocked his human sword integration very easily, and made him suffer a lot of internal injuries, which made him deeply aware of Liu Qingshan's terribleness, so at the same time that Nangong Wudao spoke, he dodged and retreated, brewing a trick.

The white-clothed Beiying itself was far away from Liu Qingshan, and at the same time that Nangong had no way to speak, her figure flashed, and she circled behind Liu Qingshan again.

The happy monk who was meditating and flirting in the distance suddenly opened his eyes, picked up the Zen staff at an astonishing speed, and hit the galloping Liu Qingshan.

Not at all like the malaise just now, the Huanxi monk did not show his grandmaster methods until this moment, the Zen staff in his hand was impenetrable by his dance, and his martial arts were as strong as Liu Qingshan, and he couldn't break his defensive circle at all.

The Flying Swallow style is not known for its strength, and once the speed is blocked, then the Flying Swallow style naturally has no need to exist.

Monk Huanxi was sluggish from a serious injury, and suddenly exerted his strength at this moment, obviously not accidentally, but deliberately, maybe his injury just now was just a disguise, in order to paralyze Liu Qingshan.

It's a pity that he still underestimated Liu Qingshan, to use an old saying, Liu Qingshan eats more salt than the meat eaten by the Huanxi monk.

Liu Qingshan's previous move to hit Monk Huanxi, although it was very heavy, but with Monk Huanxi's martial arts, he was inevitably too seriously injured!

Just when Liu Qingshan Feiyan stopped, Monk Huanxi retreated without hesitation, but even if he retreated keenly, it was still too late!

There is also a wind above Feiyan, which is also the most powerful move that Liu Qingshan can perform now, just because this move is not only fast but also powerful, and the power is far above that of Galloping Horse and Feiyan, even Liu Qingshan does not dare to use it easily.

At that moment, he saw that Liu Qingshan's moves had changed, from a single sword style Feiyan to an impenetrable wind, and he only took one breath.

The wrist trembled, and if the wind blew, the sword style surging endlessly, and the impenetrable joyful monk of the Zen staff dance retreated again and again.

Jingle Bell!

The sound of swords and Zen staff striking each other was endless, and the sound of Jin Ge's resonance was shocking! Nangong Wudao, who was far away from the battle between the two, and the three of them all frowned, not to mention the situation of the happy monk!

Nangong Wudao roared: "Hurry up, it's dangerous to rejoice." ”

After finishing speaking, he took the lead and went straight to Liu Qingshan's body, the treasure knife in his hand trembled, one after another swords converged together, condensed in front of him, and the incomparable sword qi poured down from above the nine heavens like a surging river!

The sword style in Liu Qingshan's hand changed again, and the galloping horse slammed out a move with great momentum, slashing the joy.

didn't look at the result, at the moment Nangong Wudao's sword light was above his head, and he only heard him shout: "It's good!"

The green shirt on his body was windless, and the Hangang sword was unexpectedly unexpectedly sheathed, and above his body, a needle-shaped metal with the thickness of chopsticks at both ends was sharp, and it stabbed at the knife light pouring down as fast as lightning.

That's right, it's a thorn, if there is any weapon in the world that can ignore the great grandmaster's power to suppress people, then the Taiyi Divine Needle is definitely at the top of the list.

Almost at the moment when the Taiyi Divine Needle touched the sword light, Nangong Wudao's momentum was self-defeating, and the momentum of the sword light pouring down immediately weakened.

At the same time, the Hangang sword was unsheathed again, and the sound of excited sword roars resounded throughout the maple leaf forest, and a silver sword light followed the Taiyi Divine Needle and slashed towards Nangong Wudao.

The sword in the hand of the oncoming Zong Shumad over there slashed out two sword lights, one horizontal and one vertical, one horizontal and one vertical, and the sword light advanced towards Liu Qingshan's body as fast as a frightening wave, with almost no dead ends, and it was absolutely impossible for Liu Qingshan to dodge.

Moreover, behind Liu Qingshan, the white-clothed Beiying also rubbed his body up, and the small and agile short sword stabbed at Liu Qingshan's legs from top to bottom.

Another Huanxi monk was lying on the ground, his chest was in tatters, his bare chest was covered with blood, his Zen staff was placed in front of his chest, the original hard Zen staff was covered with fine lines, especially the section of Zen staff placed in front of his chest, the whole depression was two fingers wide, and the Zen staff pressed out a bar on his chest, which looked quite miserable.

The Great Grandmaster galloped with all his might, and almost smashed a Zen staff comparable to steel, which had to make people face up to Liu Qingshan's strength.

With one enemy and four enemies, Liu Qingshan just frowned, looking at the cross sword light that was about to approach, he decided to pay a little price.

Han Gang's sword retreated, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the intersection of the cross sword light, and at the same time, the right leg of the gang wind agitated, and kicked at the body of the white-clothed Beiying quietly approaching.

Without the attack of the Hangang Sword, Nangong Wudao easily repelled the Taiyi Divine Needle, his body jumped slightly, and the person was already in mid-air, and the human knife was combined to slash at Liu Qingshan's neck.

Zong Shu's crazy sword intersected with Liu Qingshan's Han Gang sword tip, Liu Qingshan's body was unstable because of the kick out of his right leg, and he fell backwards with the help of the power of Zong Shufang's sword tip, and at this time, Nangong Wudao's sword light just passed his neck and landed on his thigh.

Fortunately, Liu Qingshan retreated in time, but even so, his right leg was cut by Nangong Wudao's knife, and blood flowed out instantly.

Liu Qingshan's face was pale, and his left hand clicked on his thigh several times to stop the flow of blood, and at this time, the short sword of the white-clothed Beiying just reached his body and stabbed out at his right rib.

With a 'rub' sound, the white-clothed Beiying slapped his palm on the ground, and at the moment when he stabbed Liu Qingshan's left ribs, he drew his sword and retreated, without hesitation at all.

In just the blink of an eye, Liu Qingshan had two injuries, and the injuries were not ordinarily serious.

But Liu Qingshan is not an ordinary person after all, his calm heart is very unimaginable, and at the moment when the white-clothed Beiying retreated, Liu Qingshan's Taiyi Divine Needle flew out of nowhere, shooting out from the shoulder blade on the left side of the white-clothed Beiying, bringing out a bloody flower.

Yes!

Beiying screamed, covered the bleeding place of the left shoulder blade with her right hand, and instinctively rolled to the left, and at the moment she landed, the Taiyi Divine Needle had already hit back and forth and reappeared where she was just standing.

Her quick reflexes saved her life!

Clang!

Hangang's sword was hit by Zong Shufang, Liu Qingshan retreated back, and Nangong Wudao, who had made a meritorious contribution with one blow, rubbed his body again, not giving Liu Qingshan a chance to get up.

At the same time, Zong Shufang and Nangong Wudao went up and down, and they launched the sharpest attacks on Liu Qingshan.

Monk Huanxi was in a half-useless state, the white-clothed Beiying's injuries had stopped, and at this moment she was crouching in the distance, waiting for the next chance to sneak attack.

"Liu Qingshan, the Liu family is over, there is no point in you struggling anymore, if you tie your hands and surrender to my Nangong family, maybe I will show mercy to the Liu family at that time!" Nangong Wudao persuaded while approaching.

Liu Qingshan sneered: "What is the Nangong family, the old man doesn't know, but if you become a dead man, the old man can do it." ”

After finishing speaking, Liu Qingshan's half-bent body suddenly turned back, his body adjusted in the air, and he stayed away from Nangong Wudao and Zong Shufang.

The maple leaf forest is still up and down, Liu Qingshan stands on the top of the tree in the maple forest, holding the Hangang sword in his hand, quietly looking at Nangong Wudao and Zong Shufang, who are also standing on the top of the tree, and the white-clothed Beiying, who was originally squatting on the side and preparing for a sneak attack, saw that there was an opportunity, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

The open place is not suitable for her to cast, but the maple leaf forest is the terrain that is beneficial to her, but I don't know why Liu Qingshan wants to do this.

Monk Huanxi stood up strongly, walked into the Maple Leaf Pavilion, sprinkled the wound on his chest with 'hemostatic powder', and swallowed a pill, the Zen staff was placed by his side, and he sat down cross-legged to breathe.

Liu Qingshan's body is as light as a swallow, with a sword scabbard in his left hand and a Hangang sword in his right hand, Dao Dao sword qi emanates from the Hangang sword, and the scorching air flow meets the scorching sun at noon, making it difficult for people to look directly.

I was fighting near the Maple Pavilion just now, and because there was a maple tree to shade the sun, I didn't feel the heat below.

At this time, everyone was standing on top of the maple leaves, the time was noon, and the sun was scorching, which made it difficult for people to accept it for a while.

"Be careful, what the Liu family cultivates is the Zhiyang Gong Method, and they are not afraid of the scorching sun. Nangong Wudao reminded in a low voice.

"Nangong Wudao, you destroyed my Liu family this time, but you want three things. Liu Qingshan said loudly.

"Oh, let's hear it. Nangong Wudao asked with a smile, as if he was not in a hurry to make a move.

"One is the exercises, the second is the method of a thousand refinings, and the third is the artifact building method, yes or no?" Liu Qingshan asked calmly, seemingly unconcerned about the peeps of others.

Nangong Wudao nodded calmly: "What you said is not right or not. ”

"Oh, yes! Liu Qingshan sighed a little, he knew what Nangong Wudao meant, the Liu family still has a lot of things, these three are just the most important and valuable!

Nangong Wudao knew Liu Qingshan's thoughts: "Don't you want to know who betrayed the Liu family?"

Liu Wentian frowned, he wanted to know, but Nangong Wudao would definitely not say it, so he simply didn't ask.

"Make a move! Today either I will die or you will die!" Liu Qingshan said with some determination.

"I really want to know, is the little son of the Liu family dead or alive at this time?" Nangong Wudao said a word that directly hit Liu Qingshan's weakness.

At this moment, at the moment when Liu Qingshan was distracted, Zong Shufang attacked from the side, Nangong Wudao confronted him head-on, and the white-clothed northern shadow who happened to arrive in the Maple Leaf Forest attacked from below.

First disturbed Liu Qingshan's thinking with words, and then launched a brazen blow, the cooperation between these people is not close, they are just a cooperative relationship with each other, and being able to cooperate so closely in such a short period of time also indirectly proves that they are strong.

But they still underestimated Liu Qingshan and ignored the reason why he chose this place.

The reason why Liu Qingshan chose this place is to use the temperature of the flame to cover his own temperature, the great grandmaster can already use the power of attributes, as a great grandmaster in the world, he is practicing the Zhiyang Gong method, and he has been immersed in this Tao for decades, how can he not have attribute power!

Nangong Wudao and the others may know about it, or they may have it themselves, but they are still too confident.

Just when the three of them were less than three meters away from Liu Qingshan, Liu Qingshan's body suddenly emitted a scorching and dazzling light, and the maple leaves under his feet actually burned, and the white-clothed Beiying bore the brunt of it, and the sharp short sword was thrown away by her directly before it touched Liu Qingshan's body, and the scorching air flow was transmitted to her delicate little hand through the short sword, and she had no power to resist it with good martial arts.

That's not all, Liu Qingshan's intentions were obviously more than that, at the moment when the white-clothed Beiying short sword was thrown away, the originally silver-white Taiyi Divine Needle suddenly turned red, and shot at the white-clothed Beiying mercilessly.

Not only the white-clothed Beiying, but even Nangong Wudao and Zong Shufang didn't react, and their bodies instantly retreated.

Liu Qingshan's eyes narrowed, followed Zong Shufang, the cold gang in his hand was vividly exerted by him, Zong Shufang retreated again and again, there were countless wounds on his body, and there was a slight smell of burning on the wounds.

Resolute and arrogant, they can't help but tremble.

"Boy, this is the difference between you and me, from the moment you decided to attack the Liu family, the Zong family was doomed. ”

Zong Shu's crazy steel teeth were tight, his whole body was full of anger, and the strong air flow deflected the cold gang that Liu Qingshan stabbed, his black hair was flying, his green shirt was windless, the sword in his hand was raised high, and he whispered in his mouth: "Cross Kill!"

The sword light was black, forming a black cross in front of him, slowly advancing towards Liu Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan's brows furrowed, the cold gang in his hand slowly stretched out, and the direction of the tip of the sword was the intersection of the black cross.

The two masters began to go head-to-head again, and the maple leaves in the sky were shaken down by the Gang Qi, and then flew up, slowly dancing like elves around the point where the two were fighting.

"What a 'one sword breaks ten thousand laws'!" Nangong Wudao slowly spoke, with a cautious look in his eyes.

The black cross and Liu Qingshan's Han Gang collided silently, one of the two of them was fiery red and the other was blue-black, making it impossible for people to get close, even Nangong Wudao was just waiting for the opportunity on the side, the two great grandmasters fought each other, and one was accidentally the end of both defeats, if you joined rashly, you would bear the power of the two grandmasters together.

This combined power is not as simple as one plus one, and the power is strong enough to crush the supreme master alive.

And a head-on competition like this is the most consuming of people's internal strength, so Nangong Wudao is just waiting on the side, and when the two of them are both defeated, wouldn't it be better for him to have another fisherman to benefit.

There is nowhere to borrow strength in the air, the two of them have not changed from the sky to the ground, Liu Qingshan is relatively relaxed, the sword scabbard in his left hand has been pressed on his right hand, Zong Shufang is in a galloping posture, holding the sword with both hands, the left leg is lunging, the right foot is kicking back, the black hair is fluttering backwards, the original white and elegant face has already turned red, and the criss-crossing scars on his body show his embarrassment.

Below, the white-clothed Beiying was stabbed by the Taiyi God Needle again, but fortunately, Zong Shufang competed with Liu Qingshan in time for internal strength and saved his life, but even so, she had no strength to fight again, the weapon did not know where it fell, and her right wrist was directly penetrated by the Taiyi God Needle, and at this moment she leaned on a maple tree, trembling and looking at Liu Qingshan and Zong Shufang.

The scorching air flow followed the wound into her eight meridians, destroying her body, and at this moment she finally knew what Monk Huanxi felt at first.

The domineering power of the Yang is really not something that ordinary people can control, even if she is using her internal force with all her strength at the moment, she can only tie with the power of the Sun, and she can't suppress it at all, she knows that if she continues like this, she may be worried about her life.

So, she sat down cross-legged, took out a jade bottle from her arms, poured out two red pills, swallowed one and crushed the other with her hands, and sprinkled it on the wound.

There was also a good division of victory and defeat, Liu Qingshan's left wrist trembled, and directly shook Zong Shu into the air, breaking several maple trees before stopping.

At the moment when Liu Qingshan was shocked and retreated, Nangong Wudao's sword light slashed down from top to bottom.

Liu Qingshan didn't have time to dodge, and blocked horizontally with the sword in both hands, but Nangong Wudao's top-down power was too great, and the huge impact made Liu Qingshan's feet sink deep into the ground, and his right leg knelt on the ground, Hangang's sword was level with his shoulder, Nangong Wudao's sword pressed on Liu Qingshan's shoulder, the knife and the flesh were connected, and the blood couldn't stop flowing.

Liu Qingshan vigorously used the Hangang Sword to hold the sword, the fire flickered all over his body, and a low roar came out of his throat.

The happy monk on the side of the Maple Leaf Pavilion stood up strongly, his face was full of bloodthirsty taste, and the Zen staff was once again held in his hand, and he walked towards Liu Qingshan step by step.

"Old horseman, your end has come. Monk Huanxi roared cruelly.

Liu Qingshan gritted his steel teeth and stood up tremblingly, although the treasure knife was still deep into his shoulder, but he still stood up, Nangong Wudao's whole body was full of energy, and all the strength was instilled in the treasure knife, so that the treasure knife trembled due to too much power.

Liu Qingshan's face was expressionless, his internal force was running at high speed, and the scorching air flow instantly evaporated the blood flowing from his body, and even his clothes were a little burnt.

At this moment, the Huanxi monk was less than five meters away from Liu Qingshan, Liu Qingshan's body was tense, and his waist had not yet been raised.

Zong Shufang leaned against a maple tree, the corners of his mouth were bloody, but he still couldn't help but look at Monk Huanxi, including the white-clothed Beiying who was healing, also stopped healing, and looked at this crucial scene in a daze.

The top three great masters in the rivers and lakes, are they going to die like this?

Nangong Wudao almost used the strength of his whole body, his fat face was full of blood, his face was hideous, and his hands were bruised due to the force, but he still couldn't suppress Liu Qingshan, Liu Qingshan's body had been slowly straightening, it was so firm and powerful.

Three meters, the Huanxi monk is only three meters away from Liu Qingshan, removing the length of the Zen staff, there is actually a distance of more than one meter, but it is the distance of more than one meter, the Huanxi monk is extremely difficult, and the aura generated by the life and death contest between the two great grandmasters is so great that it is absolutely impossible to experience it without being there.

Time seems to have slowed down, it seems that it is just a moment and then it seems that many years have passed, and the bald mountain of joy is sweating profusely.

At a distance of two meters, he raised his Zen staff happily and excitedly and with difficulty, and smashed it against Liu Qingshan's head!