Chapter Seventy-Four: The Sword of the Fist

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With a wave of Li Qingshan's right hand, the broken wall shattered, and Fu Qingjin turned into a little blue light and flew away, flying around Li Qingshan, converging into Fu Qingjin's face, and said: "You think you are strong enough, but in fact, you are isolated." ”

"Fu Qingjin, you really like nonsense, strong and weak life and death, how can you say it with your mouth, use your sword to speak!" Li Qingshan laughed loudly, the bloody knife danced wildly, and accurately slashed every bit of blue light, the green light was divided into two again, and the more chaotic it became, the sword was like a shadow, and at the same time, the green light was divided into four, and the knife light was also differentiated.

The sword light burst out wildly, but Li Qingshan's eyes were clear and waveless, slightly revealing blue light. Time seemed to be pulled by a cart, becoming extremely slow, and the trajectory of each bit of cyan light became extremely clear.

There was a sound of gold and iron, and the 10,000-point blue light synthesized the Qingxu Sword collided with the blood knife, Fu Qingjin flew back, slightly startled, and finally lost that calm look on his face: "Into the subtle realm!"

Fu Qingjin's strength is not only derived from the Qingxu Sword, but also from the profound accumulation of the Tibetan Sword Palace, and the elite education of thousands of selected disciples.

If the hundred schools of scholastics and small sects are similar to ordinary schools, then the Tibetan Sword Palace is a genius training class. In ordinary schools, students who can memorize formulas by heart and use them flexibly are considered to be good students, but the latter must be guided by the teacher and refer to the formula itself to be considered qualified. With the same realm, the strength is definitely different, even if Fu Qingjin only holds an ordinary spirit sword, it is very difficult for ordinary foundation building monks to defeat him.

"Is that what you call it?"

Li Qingshan after cultivating the spirit turtle fourfold. Being able to experience the birth and death of a thought in extreme silence, there are infinite mystical changes, and when used on the Spirit Tortoise Demon Pill, you can more keenly detect the good and evil, and use the Spirit Tortoise Xuanjia to reflect the enemy's attack, so he is used in the knife technique to force Fu Qingjin back. I can't say if it's talent or what, today. finally Fu Qingjin gave an explanation.

"I have to admit that you are indeed an enemy who can threaten me, and I usually give some respect to such enemies, but this is not your luck. Fu Qingjin's eyes were like a sword, and his left hand was like a sword. The Qingxu Sword in his right hand is pointing backwards diagonally.

Li Qingshan slashed down with a knife, and the blood-red knife like a practice rushed and reversed. Blood-glittering. The blue ruins illusion is reflected in red.

"Qingxu robbery. Wan Jiansheng!" Fu Qingjin groaned in a low voice, a sword stabbed out, Qingmang and Dao Gang collided fiercely, and the blue light flashed through Dao Gang, stabbing Li Qingshan's eyebrows.

Li Qingshan avoided it, stepped forward, and set foot in the place. Suddenly, a Qingxu sword rose into the sky, and his footsteps turned. Leaning back, the sword light brushed by. Before his feet could hit the ground, Dao Dao Qingguang broke through the ground, and one sword was faster than another.

Li Qingshan's footsteps were light and changeable, shuttling through the sword light, as if a tiger was walking in the dense forest, striding forward steadily, his eyes always staring at Fu Qingjin.

The sword light was even denser, and he casually waved the bloody knife in his hand, carving a path in the dense forest, and laughed loudly: "Is this my misfortune? Then I am really lucky." ”

Fu Qingjin smiled: "The show has just begun." "Hold the sword in your hand and point into the air. A Qingxu sword flew into the air, suspended there, turned their heads together, the tip of the sword pointed at Li Qingshan, turning into a rain of swords, with a long groan and a roar.

Li Qingshan frowned, his body turned sharply, and he danced the blood knife into a knife wheel, swinging away the sword rain, and the sound of fierce metal collision was endless.

However, the sword rain seemed to be endless, with Li Qingshan as the core, countless Qingxu swords, neatly arranged in a circle of sword formations, from every angle, every direction, flying in, even if they were knocked out, they only adjusted the direction and rearranged.

Fu Qingjin just smiled faintly, and saw Li Qingshan's figure gradually being overwhelmed by the Qingxu Sword.

A tiger demon roared, the sound suppressed the stratus clouds, and the sword array was stunned, Li Qingshan spread the wings of the wind god and broke out of the formation, flashed to the sky above Fu Qingjin, and cut off his head.

Without waiting for the sword light to fall, Fu Qingjin turned into a blue light and flew away, merging into the Qingxu sword, and countless Qingxu swords converged into a long dragon, flashing with sparkling green light, whistling and rushing.

Placing the green light in the sword, even if Li Qingshan had a bloody knife in his hand, it was difficult to hurt himself. In the Qingxu Illusion Realm, Fu Qingjin's power can be continuously replenished, but Li Qingshan's connection with the aura of heaven and earth is completely isolated, and if the demonic qi is used, it will be one point less.

Fu Qingjin was invincible from the beginning, so he could talk to Li Qingshan with great ease, like a hunter looking at the prey in a trap. And Li Qingshan was in mid-air, and he couldn't even use the innate supernatural power of the earth's divine power, and he really seemed to be in a trap.

At the critical moment, Li Qingshan's eyes suddenly became clear, and the blood knife that he relied on to fight with the Qingxu Sword fell down, as if he had given up the confrontation with Fu Qingjin. It's plain, a punch is blasted out, and every inch of progress seems to be paused, and then it becomes bigger by one point, and at first glance, it seems to be a sense of sluggishness.

Fu Qingjin smiled in his heart, fighting against the Qingxu Sword with his flesh and blood, is this the last madness of the trapped beast?

At the moment when the fists and swords collided, an unexpected scene occurred, the handle of the Qingxu Sword turned into pieces, and the tip of the sword was shattered by an invisible force before it even touched Li Qingshan's fist.

Cracks spread rapidly, and everywhere they went, the ruins collapsed and shattered into a piece of blue light. The roar spread hundreds of miles away, louder than the roar of the tiger demon, as if ringing an invisible bell.

The corners of Li Qingshan's mouth were hooked, he had never used the most destructive concussive power, just to wait for this opportunity. With the subtle realm, the power of shock is stacked layer by layer, and even a mountain can collapse.

Li Qingshan completely destroyed the stegosaurus in one go, and in an instant, ten thousand swords were destroyed, revealing the body of the Qingxu Sword, Li Qingshan laughed fiercely, transformed all the demonic qi into the power of shock, and poured it into the Qingxu Sword.

The Qingxu Sword trembled, and flew back into Fu Qingjin's hand, he was dressed in a shabby green shirt, which became tattered, without a trace of chic, and his face was even more bloodless, and his vitality was greatly damaged. In the Qingxu Illusion, he scattered the deity into a little blue light, originally to avoid harm, but to let Li Qingshan's concussive power fully exert his destruction.

And the damage suffered by the Qingxu Sword directly touched his heart, which made him even more angry, and he stared at it: "What kind of power is this?"

"Ask Hades!" Li Qingshan pounced on him, turning into the original form of more than ten zhang, with a copper head and iron forehead, sharp teeth and claws, like a black demon tiger, roaring wildly. The tiger's tail rolled up the blood knife, turned into a blurred blood shadow, and slashed towards Fu Qingjin's waist. The tiger's claws pounced, the power of the concussion was ready to attack, and there were murderous weapons all over the body.

"Demon!" Fu Qingjin shouted, the ruins around him twisted into a piece of blue light, and the entire Qingru Illusion turned into a sea of sword qi, surging towards Li Qingshan. (To be continued) RQ

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