Su Changqing and Nangong Ji went to a snow-capped mountain, called Cangshan, which was the place of the competition

The wind howled in gusts, and the voice was as low as an ox. The snow was sloping and falling like goose feathers.

The landscape of Cangshan is beautiful, and the pines and cypresses are covered with a thick layer of snow.

Su Changqing looked ahead, the body of Nangong Ji, the former top master in the world, was crumbling in the wind and snow, her pale skin was full of wrinkles, and the only thing that could be seen as a master was his vicissitudes of life but full of fierce gaze, piercing through the vast snow with a penetrating look at Su Changqing.

Nangong Ji lifted the knife, which was a very good-looking "show knife", and several patterns hovered on the blade.

"Since you are his disciple, then you should make a move first!" Nangong Ji said lightly.

The snow in Cangshan is still there, Su Changqing has no ink, and the "Frost and Cold Sword" in his hand is ready to go.

The snow is biting cold, but it is not as cold as the soul brought by the "Frost Sword".

Even Nangong Ji couldn't help but tremble when she felt Su Changqing's "Frost and Cold Sword", it was so cold!

A sword is cold!

The wind and snow that almost spread formed a column and swirled in the air.

In an instant, the blue light pierced the top of the silent white Cangshan Mountain,

"A sword is called Frost Cold!" Su Changqing's seemingly small figure melted into the vertical and horizontal cold air, and the blue light all over his body was covered with blue light.

"Good!"

Nangong Ji smiled nonchalantly, she hadn't made a move for so many years, and it was the first time she could see such a sword, and she was also a disciple of the old man, and she had mixed feelings in her heart for a while.

The knife in his hand vibrate, and brilliant colors burst out from it.

Su Changqing saw countless sword flowers stop him, like a barrier, he bounced himself back, and took advantage of the situation to make another sword.

The blue frost and cold light crossed together, and Nangong Ji dimmed with a knife.

The top of Cangshan is already extremely cold, and the fierce cold of the frost is even more wanton, for a while, Cangshan is no longer "Cangshan", perhaps it is more appropriate to call it "Cold Mountain".

A columnar stream of snow in the sky separated the two figures.

One man holds a sword in one hand in the north.

One person holds a knife with Nan in one hand.

"Frost Sword, it's really good, there has been a Mo Su Sword Immortal on the rivers and lakes over the years, it is rumored that from Langya City to Que Mountain, Langya Sword Immortal has shared ten swords, causing wind and rain all over the city, that person is you, right?" Nangong Ji looked at Su Changqing with interest and smiled slightly.

Su Changqing nodded: "The predecessor praised it falsely, I don't know what the name of your show knife is?"

Nangong Ji smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This knife is not good, it is as old as me, it can still be taken out thirty years ago, and now, hehe, it is like the snow in this Cangshan Mountain, it is cold! ”

Hundred Flower Knife? Su Changqing seemed to have the name of this knife in his mind, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

The snow and wind have not stopped, and the battle has not stopped.

The two of them soared into the air, and at the same time turned into afterimages, causing countless winds and snows to form a wild current.

The chaotic wind and snow around Su Changqing violently let out a lion-like roar.

The "Frost Sword" and the "Hundred Flower Knife" finally collided together, and the blue light was preceded by the sword light condensed by countless rays of light.

Whoa—

The sound of cutting came into Su Changqing's ears.

He held his sword and swung eighteen different sword lights in the air, forming a huge net that overwhelmingly attacked Nangong Ji.

Nangong Ji, who was swaying, hooked the corners of her lips.

"A knife is called a hundred flowers!"

With just one slash, he knocked back his countless sword lights, and there was no trace of them everywhere.

Su Changqing secretly said in his heart that he was so strong!

Even in the face of masters such as Langya Sword Immortal, there has never been such suppression.

The former third in the world is really good!

The key is that Su Changqing has not actually reached his heyday, and the injuries he suffered in the sword mound have only recovered about seven points, so the current Su Changqing can be regarded as a seven-point god realm at most.

But he didn't want to lose! He had to win! Because there was an even stronger Li Xuanyue after that!

No. 1 in the world!

"Your sword is very powerful, but it still lacks a little taste, I wonder what about my sword?"

Nangong Ji disappeared in place.

Su Changqing strangely sensed the surroundings, but he couldn't find a trace of his breath.

Suddenly, an overwhelming coercion struck, and Su Changqing knew that it was Nangong Ji's move.

Immediately, the internal force was activated, and the Frost Sword made one mark after another, forming a circular transparent protective cover wrapped around the body.

"A knife that has never been made in thirty years, you can be optimistic!"

Su Changqing finally sensed Nangong Ji in the rear, and immediately turned around. The stones of Cangshan began to shake violently, and almost the entire mountain was shaking, but the man's old body was so undaring to look at it directly.

The snow came up first, and a whole mountain of snow scattered into the air, and the magnificent ancient picture was like the advent of the flood era.

The man mentioned with both hands, the green shirt outside the rickety body danced, and the "Hundred Flower Knife" slowly landed above his head, and all the stones followed up and fell down.

Su Changqing's dull gaze couldn't believe the next scene: when the whole mountain had a feeling that it was about to be lifted by him, he shouted "Hundred Flowers!"

I saw that the snow that had been sucked away from the entire mountain was floating in the air, and the flowers hidden on the top of the mountain came out as if they were summoned, and a hundred flowers bloomed!

Hundred flowers are not just a hundred flowers, but a hundred kinds of flowers.

This face, shocked!

Su Changqing thought that this was the end, but his body was suddenly beaten back again and again by the "pollen" particles emitted by the blooming flowers, and the wanton knife whipped him as if it were an invisible existence.

He was a little pleased with it.

If you're not a master, it's not challenging.

Everyone in the world knows that the ten swords of Mosu Sword Immortal break Langya, but they don't know what kind of ten swords the ten swords are.

Do the flowers bloom in Cangshan?Su Changqing said in his heart.

"You give me a sword to open Cangshan, and I give you back a sword to break Cangshan!" Su Changqing laughed wantonly.

The descending body suddenly came over, and Su Changqing's body was eroded by the "hundred flowers", regardless of it.

The Langya Bird Mountain of the year is still vivid, and today it is coming again.

The sword soul suddenly came out, and instantly spread throughout Cangshan.

"Sword Soul! You have cultivated the Sword Soul!" Nangong Ji exclaimed.

But then he was even more shocked.

Su Changqing's body turned into an afterimage that even he couldn't capture, and merged into the sword soul in the sky. This is the Divine Realm!

"I've entered the realm of gods!" he exhaled again!

Before, Sikong disciple preached to him that Su Changqing went down the mountain at the age of fifteen and entered the heavenly realm, and the genius who could not be found in the world could be called the first genius of heaven and earth, and he comprehended the sword intent.

Now after three years of training, I didn't expect Su Changqing to not only cross a realm in swordsmanship, but also practice martial arts.

Sword Soul Swordsman, there is only her in the world except for this kid, right? Nangong Ji's heart was full of emotion. Eighteen-year-old boy, a genius of eternity!

Moreover, he naturally knew how difficult it was to cross the gap between the Heavenly Realm and the Divine Realm, and he also knew the endless differences between the two.

didn't have time to think about it anymore, Nangong Ji was faintly afraid of that sword, the swordsmanship of the Sword Soul Realm, coupled with Su Changqing's cultivation of the Sword God, even he, an old man who had lived for nearly a hundred years, would not dare to be careless, and he would be defeated by the other party if he was not careful.

Nangong Ji kept retreating at first, and finally the sword soul sealed the entire mountain, and it was useless to let him retreat.

Su Changqing kept wielding the "Frost and Cold Sword", and the sword soul wantonly crisscrossed the entire Cangshan Mountain, and the wind and snow swept by the entire mountain were enough to destroy a city in an instant.

Under the mountain, Mu Ningxue looked up, her heart throbbed, her fingers pinched the corners of her clothes tightly, the whole mountain was wrapped in wind and snow, she didn't know what the battle situation was, but these attacks were all offensive attacks that destroyed the river and broke the river, and it was terrifying, which really worried him.

Nangong Ji's "Hundred Flowers" have long been destroyed, and the flowers have disappeared, leaving only the sword soul full of mountains that have been wantonly permeating.

Sure enough, he is old! Could it be that the apprentices who deal with the old man have to use the tricks of pressing the bottom of the box in the past? Nangong Ji said secretly.

In the past, the love spear Sikong disciple, Mo Xuejian Li Xuanyue, and the Hundred Flowers Knife Nangong Ji were the three supreme figures in the rivers and lakes, and they were also the most famous figures in the world, and now one of them, the Hundred Flowers Knife Nangong Ji, was forced to be so helpless by the old people.

Anyway, when I'm old, I can't do anything to keep my old face, I just hope that this young man won't blame me for being too competitive in the future! Nangong Ji decided to win this competition in his heart, and he actually wanted to make that move, his trick!