Chapter 221: The Ending

"What the hell is this madman going to do?" said an old man, taking a deep breath and staring at the sky with a solemn face.

"I heard that Li Qinglian is extremely murderous, and when I see him today, he is even more crazy than rumored!"

"Although those sword weapons are not powerful enough, they are not a trick that ordinary Jianghu people can block, let alone the people in the city!" A middle-aged man gradually breathed rapidly, and his eyes were full of doubt.

The pouring rain is like a curtain spread in the air, and the misty clouds and mist are dotted with the rain, rendering an ethereal artistic conception for the city.

This is a very beautiful picture, which should have aroused the poetry in the chests of many scholars, and could have made many painters splash ink on it, but at this moment, everyone looked at the sky with dull eyes.

"Boom!!"

"Boom!!"

Thousands of swords roared, piercing the dark clouds in an instant and falling towards Chang'an.

Countless iron swords fell from the sky, looking like a vast meteor in the starry sky falling into the world, almost obscuring the sky and the sun.

Some people are gearing up to take this trick for the ordinary people in the city. Some people shivered and didn't know what to do for a while.

They didn't have much time to think, because those thousands of swords only took a few breaths to arrive.

"Come on!!" a young man held a firewood knife in his hand, and the green tendons in his right hand burst out.

The next moment.

The seriousness on his face vanished, and all was replaced by surprise and horror.

"This ......"

"Why ......"

"Boom!!"

The melodious sound of swords resounded in the sky, and then, in front of everyone's eyes, countless sword weapons all cracked inch by inch, and finally disappeared.

Originally, thousands of iron swords swept down in mid-air, but at this moment, all sword weapons ceased to exist, as if everything they had seen before was an illusion.

Some people took a deep look at the place where the sword had disappeared, and seemed to have found something strange, and a strange glint flashed in their eyes.

"Where did those swords go?"

"Why does Li Qinglian need to do such a thing in one more move?"

Many people can't help but express their doubts in their hearts, the scene in the sky is too weird, and even casts a shadow on this decisive battle.

Through this incident, even a fool can see that Li Qinglian is not just using a sword to challenge the national teacher, he must have other calculations.

The other side.

Lin Xuan's eyes were deep, and his body trembled violently as he stared at the rain.

In his eyes, the tens of thousands of swords did not dissipate, but the sword body collapsed, and they turned into countless sword qi, which were slashing towards him at this moment.

"Why?"

He stood up abruptly, his face cloudy.

The roaring sea of swords was getting closer and closer, Lin Xuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and a chill formed on his back.

......

"Kill you with a sword!!"

At this moment, Li Qinglian's arrogant and unruly voice resounded in the sky.

Everyone raised their heads again, only to see an incomparably brilliant sword light piercing through thousands of dark clouds, cutting through the downpour, and sending brilliant light to the world.

"Have you started?"

People squinted their eyes, they didn't know what these two people were planning, they only knew that this was Li Qinglian's last move, and it was also the last moment of the decisive battle between the two.

Violent winds blew from the sky, causing trees to fall and houses to shake.

The dark clouds cracked completely, and the whole sky became extremely blue, without the slightest cloud.

High in the sky, a wooden sword trembled violently, and the tip of the sword pointed at the national teacher in the distance.

That sword is ready to be launched, maybe at this moment, maybe the next moment, it may be drawn at any time, and it will turn into a brilliant sword move.

The heavens and the earth gradually calmed down, and there was no longer the slightest sound.

A solemn atmosphere lingered all around, making everyone suddenly feel panicked.

"Boom!!"

Suddenly, the sound of swords spread out like a torrent.

The vast breath is like a brilliant heavenly might, surging.

The wooden sword and the national teacher were separated by a considerable distance, but at this moment, I saw a flash of light, and the sword had already arrived in front of the national teacher.

The momentum of the sword seems to be able to cut through everything, giving people an illusion that it cannot be resisted, as if anyone and everything has to be under this sword, turning into ashes.

However, it is not someone else who appreciates this trick, he is the highest and highest mountain in the entire rivers and lakes, and he is a person who once trampled the world under his feet.

If some people thought that Li Qinglian was incompetent and arrogant in the past, after seeing the sword moves he used, they had to be convinced.

He does have the qualifications to compete with the national teacher, and he can even surpass that man.

Recalling the previous scenes, many people were shaken, and they were a little suspicious of the predestined result for a while.

Is the national teacher really invincible?

Will the national teacher really win?

Any firm tone, any arrogant belief, in front of Li Qinglian's sword moves, looked extremely pale.

He turned into a sword, attracting the worship of ten thousand swords, and then condensed the sword intent, so as to use the trick of ten thousand swords to unify to attack the national teacher.

Although the thick dark clouds blocked that battle, even a character like the national teacher would have to suffer some damage under Li Qinglian's trick of returning ten thousand swords to one.

Everyone didn't know how many injuries the national teacher had suffered, but they only knew one thing, for a strong man like them, a slight wound was enough to become a fatal potential danger.

Li Qinglian has been accumulating momentum since turning into a wooden sword, and this move will be his trick to break the cauldron and sink the boat, and it may also be the strongest move since he made the sword.

On the other hand, the national teacher, his body was injured, and his strength decreased, and Li Qinglian was caught off guard and resolutely took action, taking advantage of the right time and place.

At this moment, the result of the decisive battle has become confusing, and no one can guess whether it is Li Qinglian who won the invincible national teacher, or whether the national teacher is still high, and Li Qinglian is just an episode in many legendary stories.

"Boom!!"

With an earth-shattering bang, everyone was deaf in both ears and their minds went blank.

"Bang!!"

The national teacher is like a kite with a broken string, falling from the sky to the ground.

He fell with great speed, setting off gusts of wind and wind, and finally stabilized himself before hitting the ground.

I saw the national teacher trampling on the earth with his feet fiercely, and the remaining strength suddenly caused dozens of houses to collapse, the ground cracked, and many bottomless ravines were created out of thin air.

The wind was surging and the smoke was billowing in the dust.

After the dust cleared, the figure of the national teacher slowly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The robe on his body was basically broken, revealing his bronzed upper body, and his whole body was a little sluggish, but he couldn't find a single scar on his body.

"Isn't he hurt?"

"Under such a trick, there is no injury at all, which is too exaggerated!"

Was the national teacher injured?

How could he not get hurt?

Someone's face was full of disbelief, he rubbed his eyes, and his breathing became rapid.

"Even if he is a national teacher, even if he is an invincible figure in the rivers and lakes, he can't be intact!"

"Where did you tell he's okay? Maybe he's injured?" a middle-aged man retorted, taking a deep breath.

Li Qinglian's impeccable swordsmanship, Chang'an and the gang couldn't accept it, but the national teacher not only followed, but even intact.

How can anyone believe such an incredible thing?

A character like Li Qinglian is a genius with peerless talent, even if he uses the most mediocre tricks, his power is beyond imagination.

He is invincible in the rivers and lakes, although he has been defeated by the national teacher, but he has broken and stood up, and now he can't lose much.

What's more, the sword moves he used were enough to narrow the gap between the two.

Such a Tianjiao, since his debut, has been invincible, how can he lose to the national teacher with just one move?

The national teacher dares to call him invincible, and the national teacher dares to call him invincible, is it true that in this river and lake, except for Emperor Qin, no one can really beat him?

The national teacher raised his head, he flicked his sleeves, his figure flashed, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in an instant.

The breeze blew, leaving only the spectators looking at each other.

The other side.

Lin Xuan gasped heavily, cold sweat had been oozing from his forehead, and all the clothes on his body were soaked.

His whole body fell into a state of extreme weakness, and his mind was buzzing.

"What the hell is he trying to do?"

Lin Xuan's eyes were red, and his eyes were all bloodshot.

He slapped his head so hard that his head turned purple as he thumped and roared in his throat.

"What is Li Qinglian planning? Why me?"

After those thousands of invisible swords stabbed him, countless figures suddenly appeared in Lin Xuan's heart.

Countless figures, with profound meanings in their gestures, are constantly waving the sword in their hands at this moment, stabbing out one trick after another exquisite swordsmanship.

"Bang!"

A loud bang sounded beside Lin Xuan, and in an instant, the wind and sand rolled up, blowing everywhere.

It's just that now he doesn't notice anything strange around him at all.

The swordsmanship that kept pouring out of Lin Xuan's heart was like a huge mountain rock, and he didn't even have the strength to breathe.

The wind stopped, and the ashes fell.

A handsome and evil young man was walking towards Lin Xuan step by step, his clothes were ragged, his whole body was covered with shocking scars, and even the white bones under his skin and flesh were faintly visible.

"You're cheap!!"

Li Qinglian laughed, laughing as she walked, coughing up blood in her mouth.

He was so badly injured that he limped even to walk.

I don't know how long it took, Li Qinglian finally walked to Lin Xuan's side.

He looked the man in front of him up and down, his gaze deep.

Li Qinglian trembled and stretched out her right hand, and a sharp and terrifying aura condensed on his fingers.

The majestic power diffused out, and Lin Xuan subconsciously shrank back, his eyes gradually drifting.

"Have you decided?"

"You've practiced swords for so many years, and you've put a lot of effort into swordsmanship, but now you want to give him everything you have out of thin air?"

"How can you be willing?"

The vicissitudes of life and hoarse voices sounded in the empty courtyard, and Li Qinglian followed the sound and looked over, her face turning pale.

The national teacher didn't know when he came to the courtyard, he sat on the ground timidly, pulling like ordinary people.

It may be difficult to figure out that these two people were still fighting hard just now, but now not only are they not fighting, but they are still talking nonsense.

"Don't you understand?"

Li Qinglian let out a long sigh and put her finger on Lin Xuan's forehead.

"I won't be able to use the sword in the future, and it's useless to keep it!"

"Let's go!!"

The national teacher closed his eyes lightly and said with a sad face.

As soon as the words fell, Li Qinglian came back to her senses, looked at the national teacher, and showed a meaningful smile.

The breeze blew gently.

Li Qinglian's body turned into ashes inch by inch, and finally completely dissipated.

The sun shone down, the national teacher squinted his eyes slightly, he leaned on the ground with open arms, and looked at the sky in amazement.