Qingheng was embarrassed and whispered: "I, I can't beat you." ”

This time it was Qingtong's turn to smile. He said with a smile: "It's all said that it's a competition, so what's the matter of winning or losing?"

Qing Heng looked hesitant. Qingtong didn't speak, and looked at him for a long time.

"You're the emperor, you can't bully me. Qing Heng whispered.

Qingtong laughed and said, "Over the years, I have never taken the initiative to compete with other immortals. If this news spreads, the entire Nine Heavens Immortals will envy you. ”

A hint of joy flashed in Qing Heng's eyes, and he smiled, "Really?"

Qingtong sighed in his heart, this is the nature of a teenager, and said with a smile: "It's true! I'm an emperor!"

Qing Heng said with a smile: "Okay, let's have a discussion." ”

Qingtong bowed slightly.

Qing Heng smiled slyly, and had already made a move. The white sword light flashed, like a beam of moonlight.

"Are you a sword immortal?" Qingtong asked in surprise.

Qing Heng smiled: "Yes, it is the same sword immortal as the one in Luoshan Palace." ”

Qingtong Shi Shiran stood, took a seal with both hands, and a sycamore leaf had already appeared. The emerald sycamore leaves, crystal clear, like a piece of carefully carved jade.

In Qing Heng's sword intent, there was suddenly a trace of hesitation.

Sword Immortal Sword Immortal, what he cultivates is actually a sword. No matter how powerful the sword is, how can it be used against such a soft leaf?

It doesn't seem to have much offensive power.

Unlike Qingheng's hesitation, Qingtong was very calm. My father once stood in Guiru and taught himself word by word, no matter whether he can beat or not, he must first be calm - as a person from Luofu Mountain, in terms of momentum, he must not lose.

Qingtong has always kept it in mind.

The white sword light and the blue and blue light reflect each other. The entire Miaohua Realm seems to be illuminated transparently.

Qingtong didn't have any mood swings at all. Calm and sophisticated, calm and unhurried, like a veteran who has been trained on the battlefield for a long time.

Qingheng is not timid at all. A sharp edge, with the momentum of destroying everything. Under such momentum, he seemed to have forgotten that he was in his home in Miaohua Realm.

With the fluctuation of spiritual power, the two have already begun to fight. Qingtong naturally wants to go forward.

The two shadows, one blue and one black, in the boundless void, split and merged, flying up and down.

The blazing light had already alarmed the immortals in the entire Miaohua Realm.

The white sword light, everyone knows it. The fluctuation of that kind of blue and blue spiritual power, but not many people know it. Some of the older immortals, after knowing that this was the power from the Wutong Valley, hurried to find the Qingying Emperor.

At this moment, in the trading market of Miaohua Luoshang in Miaohua Realm, the matter of buying and selling clothes is in full swing.

The Emperor of the Blue Underworld was patrolling, bringing him the eye-catching industry of the entire Three Realms.

Everything is just right.

Until, the fluctuation of strong spiritual power has affected him.

He quickly stopped his rounds and quickly left the scene.

At this moment, Emperor Qingtong and Qingheng Shaojun are in a good fight. Under the cold sword light, the sonorous and powerful voice resounded throughout the Miaohua Realm.

Emperor Qingtong cracked one sword move after another without being moved. Even, when he felt that the Qing Ming Emperor was about to come, he said to Qing Heng slowly: "Your father is coming soon, will we continue to fight?"

Qing Heng didn't speak, just the sword in his hand, and it didn't slow down at all.

Qing Tong didn't have much patience anymore, and with a slight lift of his fingers, he split Qing Heng's sword into two.

The sound of the sword falling to the ground, in the quiet air, hit people's hearts.

Qing Heng didn't have the courage to look at his broken sword, but looked at Emperor Qingtong.

Qingtong smiled indifferently: "I'm older than you, what are you frustrated about?"

Qing Heng arched his hand and said, "Thank you Emperor for your advice." ”

"I can't talk about advice, I'm just lucky. Your sword heart is not stable, your Dao heart is not successful, I just took advantage of it. Emperor Qingtong said very sincerely.

"How does the emperor know that my sword heart is unstable?" Qing Heng's eyes were full of anticipation.

Needless to say, if your sword heart is more stable, you won't even be able to defeat my three points of strength. Emperor Qingtong sneered while saying, "You are still young, and it is common for your sword heart to be unstable. It's just that the Dao heart has not been completed, but it is relatively rare in the immortal family. What you're missing is experience. Your father, he-"

Qingtong said, his tone changed, and he said with a smile: "I didn't know that Emperor Qingming had the habit of listening to people's feet. ”

Qing Ming, who was dressed in a dark robe, walked out with a serious face, and asked, "You said that Heng'er's Dao heart has not been achieved, is it because of his lack of experience?" But I have sent him to Hongchen several times. ”

Qingtong bowed reservedly and said, "Some immortal families, the matter of the Dao heart, need some specific fate. ”

Emperor Qingming smiled: "I don't know what you think Qingtong?"

Qingtong said with a smile: "I look at Qingheng Shaojun's sword intent is noble, cold and not flexible, and there is an ancient style, so you might as well be taught by a famous teacher." ”

Suddenly, the air became very quiet.

All three were silent.

Qing Ming frowned slightly. "The sword intent is noble, the cold is not enough, the flexibility is more than enough, and there is the wind of antiquity", many years ago, he heard someone comment. At that time, Qingheng was only 20,000 years old.

This little emperor, who is loved by thousands of people, seems to have some ability. With the personal teaching of a father like Luofu Shenjun, and the innate advantages of Wutong Valley, if he didn't have a few brushes, probably even himself would have doubted the intentions of Lingxiao Hall at the beginning.

"Brother Qingtong, if you win the fight, you will win, what nonsense is there with this kind of person!" A crisp voice broke the silence between them.

Qingtong smiled: "Why did you come here?"

Xue Yi flattened her mouth and said, "I'm not, passing by!"

Qingtong laughed and said, "I still know how far the Snow Pavilion is from here, didn't you go to the Snow Pavilion?

Xue Yi was embarrassed to say that she followed him quietly.

She said with a weak heart: "I went to Luofu Mountain, and when I saw that you were not there, I ran to the Snow Pavilion to find you." I wanted to buy a dress, so I passed by. ”

Emperor Qing Ming and Qing Heng bowed.

Although Xue Yi was angry, she still saluted in a proper manner.

Xue Yi saluted, and suddenly said quickly: "What other famous teacher are you looking for? Don't you understand what Brother Qingtong said? Saying that you have a high sword intent is actually saying that I have never seen a sword immortal like you. To say that you are not cold enough and more flexible is to tell you that your sword is not like a sword, neither cold nor flexible. To say that your sword intent has the wind of antiquity is to say that you, the immortals who can teach you, have all been returned to chaos!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qing Heng's face changed greatly.

Qingtong hurriedly stopped and said, "Xue Yi, don't mess around!"

Xue Yi's little face raised and said, "Where am I messing around! Such a stupid young gentleman, I don't know how Miaohuajing made Senior Sister Tinglan a big heel!"

Xue Yi said, and walked angrily.