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The battle on the ground had already ended, and the few foundation building monks who came to the rescue were all wiped out, and the other foundation building monks of the Demon Punishment Alliance who came to the rescue did not dare to approach anymore when they saw this situation, flying in the sky, looking far away.

At this time, the east is slight, and the night tourists do not dare to disperse away, only to stay at the foot of Tongding Mountain, looking up at the sky, the decisive battle in the Qingxu fantasy realm.

Heaven and earth seem to have become a stage, everyone else is hidden under the stage as an audience, Li Qingshan and Fu Qingjin are in the center of the stage, attracting everyone's attention. Their victory or defeat will determine the situation in Qinghe Province, and even the life and death of countless people.

There are even some audiences, who are in the VIP seats in the dark, quietly hiding their own existence, and watching with their own thoughts.

Seeing that the Qingxu Illusion turned into a sea of sword qi, pervasive and omnipresent, wrapping Li Qingshan layer by layer.

Night Flow's heart lifted suddenly, and he muttered to himself, "The master is invincible. Night Tassel patted her on the shoulder, "That's right, trust him!"

Li Qingshan's tiger tail rolled the blood knife, conjuring up layers of blood light, fighting and dissolving with the sword qi. He swung his fists and stomped on his hooves, like a mad demon, bombarding the void, blasting out pieces of cracks, and the concussive force rolled in all directions, destroying the sword qi. With a wild roar, the sonic waves ran through this sea of sword qi, and the dark blue sky at dawn could be seen.

But before he had time to appreciate it, a sudden spirit, a chilling killing machine came from behind.

Fu Qingjin jumped out of the sea of sword qi, stepping on the heavy green waves, the Qingxu sword seemed to cut through the cyan lightning in the night, and the sea of sword qi dispersed with this sword. All gathered on the body of the sword, a sword broke through the air.

Pieces of spirit turtle shells converge into a mirror wall, and Fu Qingjin's figure is clearly reflected. Fu Qingjin was not as stubborn as Qiangshi, and he felt it immediately. The figure in the mirror actually has the same momentum as him.

Fu Qingjin's eyes were cold, no matter how powerful you are, how can you block the edge of the Qingxu Sword, "Break!"

The tips of the swords touched. Circles of ripples rippled on the mirror, and Fu Qingjin in the mirror also distorted and disappeared, with a click, the crack spread, and shattered.

Fu Qingjin did not have a trace of joy on his face, and his heart fell straight down.

Li Qingshan laughed loudly, revealing a mouth full of fangs, and the blood knife spit out ten zhang swords. Xiang Xiang Qingjin slashed: "Suffer death!"

Even if the Spirit Tortoise Xuanjia has Li Qingshan's subtle mind control, it is still difficult to resist the full stabbing of such a strong ** treasure as the Qingxu Sword, but it is enough. Fu Qingjin was frustrated with a sword, the sword momentum and sword intent were no longer fierce, and the masters competed. Only on the front line.

There was a sound of gold and iron, and the three-foot green front fell from the sky.

Li Qingshan didn't hit Fu Qingjin with a knife, but slashed on the Qingxu sword, and at the last moment, Fu Qingjin's sword was unified and hid in the Qingxu sword. escaped the catastrophe, but also suffered a lot of damage.

Li Qingshan scolded shamelessly and yelled: "Stop him!" His supernatural powers are also extremely shameless.

The Night Traveler was not slow to react, and before he could give the order, he had already flown up, but the Qingxu Sword was faster, twisting and turning in mid-air, and it shuttled through the many obstacles of the Night Traveler like lightning. Fly away in a southeasterly direction.

The strength is inferior, if it is not for the assassination and ambush. It is difficult to stop the strong from escaping with numerical superiority alone.

Li Qingshan scolded: "Blood Shadow, you should have seen enough of the fucking drama!"

With a cold snort, a blood shadow flew out. With his speed, he would have arrived a long time ago, but he wished that Li Qingshan would be killed by Fu Qingjin and take advantage of the fisherman, how could he join forces with Li Qingshan. At this time, seeing that there was an opportunity, he refused to let Fu Qingjin go in vain.

The blood shadow flashed, intercepting the Qingxu Sword, and the cloak behind him turned into a blood-colored canopy, enveloping the Qingxu Sword. The Qingxu Sword is unbreakable, but in the face of this piece of blood light, it hesitated, rushing left and right, looking for a gap.

Fu Qingjin and the blood shadow have also fought several times, and he knows that this blood curtain can pollute people's weapons, and as soon as ordinary spiritual weapons are touched, they will lose all their spirituality and become a piece of mortal iron, which is more terrible than any damage.

If it was in the past, Fu Qingjin still didn't take it to heart, and with the protection of the sword qi aura, it would be a big deal to go back and practice for a few days. But today, the Qingxu Sword has been injured again and again, and the sword aura has dimmed to the extreme, and if it is covered by this dirty blood, it will really be gone.

"Fu Qingjin, you also have today!" The blood shadow smiled and closed the blood curtain, Fu Qingjin had become a turtle in the urn, showing his figure, and he was in a desperate situation, but he regained his composure and flew towards the blood shadow.

How could the blood shadow be afraid of the injured Fu Qingjin, and responded with a cruel smile, this is a perfect opportunity to kill the enemy for revenge.

Li Qingshan restored his original form, waved the wings of the wind god and swooped down, Fu Qingjin's treasure bag must not be cheap blood shadow. At this moment, a warning came to his mind, and he forcibly stopped his body and flew backwards.

The blood shadow is unknown, and in an instant, it has approached Fu Qingjin, Fu Qingjin is caged in his sleeve, twisting a red talisman, and the runes on it suddenly light up.

The light shone brightly, and the blazing white lightning of the thickness of the water tank meandered like a dragon. In an instant, the grim smile on the Blood Shadow's face turned into horror, and when he came back to his senses, the thunder dragon had penetrated his chest.

Fu Qingjin passed by the blood shadow, and he didn't even waste a trace of strength to swing a sword.

It seems that after a long time, I heard the rumble, and a thunder out of thin air shook the heavens and the earth.

Li Qingshan was stunned for a moment, this is not only a red talisman, I am afraid it is still a medium grade or even a top grade. If Fu Qingjin is used from the beginning, the outcome is unpredictable. The joy of victory in his heart disappeared, and he became cautious, and in the end, he still underestimated the three words "Tibetan Sword Palace".

Fu Qingjin got out and didn't run away, standing in the air, but there was an indescribable sigh on his face, and even a trace of annoyance. Seeing the power of the Thunder Dragon Fu, no one dared to step forward lightly.

After a while, Fu Qingjin made a move that no one expected, and bowed deeply to Li Qingshan in the distance: "Beiyue, I apologize to you for my past contempt. ”

Li Qingshan was slightly surprised: "Is this a begging for mercy?"

Fu Qingjin said: "No, this is a war book. ”

"Then take out your talisman and fight me for another three hundred rounds!" Li Qingshan was fearless, and his blood was boiling.

Fu Qingjin said: "As a sword cultivator, if you can't live or die, you can't use foreign objects, this is the unwritten rule of the Tibetan Sword Palace. ”

Li Qingshan sneered with his hand: "Then this rule is useless to you." Don't pretend, if you have any guys, just use it! If it's not enough, you can also let the Hidden Sword Palace send it to you. ”

"I swear by Fu Qingjin that I will use this sword to defeat you without borrowing the power of external objects or relying on the merits of others. Fu Qingjin raised his long sword, his green shirt flew, and at this moment, his body was decadent, indifferent, and down, all of which disappeared, recovering the posture of a swordsman.

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