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Fu Qingjin showed disbelief, he did feel the change in Li Qingshan, but he didn't expect that in such a short period of time, he would become so powerful all of a sudden.

All the human monks were dumbfounded, Fu Qingjin had been in Qinghe Mansion for several years, and the power of the Qingxu Illusion Realm could be said to be unknown to everyone, even if the Stone Demon Blood Demon encountered it, he could only retreat.

Who would have thought that it would be broken by such a random punch!

Li Qingshan, who broke through the Bull Demon Quadruple, not only did Li Qingshan increase many times, but also the Bull Demon's talent and supernatural powers, all of which increased. When the two are combined, the power of this punch is more than ten times that of the past.

The opponent who was almost the same in the past became ten times stronger at once, even Fu Qingjin, a genius disciple of the Hidden Sword Palace and the heir of the ten swords, was a little unbearable.

"Whether it's a human or a monster, the higher the realm of cultivation, the slower the speed of ascension, but he does the opposite, every time he breaks through, his strength has made amazing progress, it's really incredible. Gu Yanying sighed in her heart.

"This is what you call a must-win, and it's so disappointing to me. ”

Li Qingshan did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, restrained the killing intent of the tiger demon's roar, and said with some disappointment.

"Ten Thousand Swords!"

Fu Qingjin stopped his body, waved his hand, and the Qingxu Sword flew into the sky, turning into a little blue light, like a shining star in the clear sky, the blue light flickered, and the stars turned from one to ten thousand.

Pointing at Li Qingshan again: "Green silk becomes a net!"

Ten thousand points of starlight fell from the sky, pulling out ten thousand blue lights, twisting and turning, as if green silk fluttering. At first glance, there was no aim, not half a point, but the sword net completely enveloped Li Qingshan, and there was no way to escape.

"It's finally getting interesting. ”

The corners of Li Qingshan's mouth hooked slightly, and he sighed softly. Let the sword net shroud you.

"North Moon. You're too careless, if you can tell the truth about Elder Wyvern's death, I can consider letting you go. Otherwise, with a single thought, this green silk sword net will be able to cut you into pieces. ”

Fu Qingjin said coldly, he had already thought about it. The Qingxu Fantasy Realm can't trap the demon generals of this realm. For this battle, this green silk sword net was specially practiced, although there is no mysterious change in the fantasy realm of green ruins, blocking the heaven and earth, but if it is about trapping the enemy and killing the enemy, it is still on it. Its sword aura is incessantly soft, and no matter how powerful it is, it cannot break free.

"Run!"

"What did you say?"

"Otherwise I'll kill you. ”

"Crack!" Fu Qingjin shouted, and the green silk sword net shrank as soon as he landed. However, not a drop of blood flowed out, and the sword qi that cut through gold and jade penetrated deeply into Li Qingshan's skin. But I can't cut through that thin layer of skin.

Fu Qingjin's expression changed. Holding the sword trick in his hand, he pointed to the sky: "Hurry!"

The Qingxu Sword fell like a meteor. Trailing a long cyan arc.

"Break!" Li Qingshan's body shook, the green silk broke inch by inch, and the blood light rose to the sky, slashing at the Qingxu sword.

The light of the Qingxu Sword was dim, and he was knocked out from afar, Fu Qingjin's face turned slightly pale, he and the Qingxu Sword Man were one, the sword was injured, and his mind would also be hurt.

Hurriedly summoned the Qingxu Sword, suddenly saw a flash of red shadow, he didn't have time to think, he flew back, Ling Yan sword light swept in front of him, and the mountain peak he had just stood on was split by a knife and collapsed to both sides.

"It's not good, I didn't expect his strength to be so great, the green silk sword net is so unbearable, and now that the human sword is separated, it is my weakest moment, if he chases after him, it will be dangerous. ”

"Hold your sword tight!"

What worried Fu Qingjin didn't happen, and after Li Qingshan slashed out the sword, he hovered in the air, just looking at him quietly, waiting for him to take back the Qingxu Sword.

"You will pay for your arrogance!"

The Qingxu Sword flew back to his side, and Fu Qingjin grasped it, feeling a deep sense of shame.

"I'll wait. Li Qingshan casually carried the knife on his shoulder.

Fu Qingjin closed his eyes, the Qingxu Sword trembled slightly, his expression was calm, his temperament changed greatly, and when he opened his eyes again, a pair of eyes had turned cyan, faintly emerging the ruined walls, the scene in the Qingxu Fantasy Realm.

"Are you alright?" Li Qingshan said impatiently.

Fu Qingjin's figure flashed, disappeared in place, came to Li Qingshan, and waved his sword.

Li Qingshan still slashed without scruples, and the swords collided, so that he could slash on the cotton, and he was powerless. The Qingxu sword trembled softly, completely dissolving the terrifying power contained in the knife, and the tip of the sword trembled, like a spirit snake spitting out a letter, implying a feminine killing move.

"What a powerful swordsmanship, this is no longer Fu Qingjin's own strength, but the spiritual inheritance left by those old ghosts on the Qingxu Sword! Interesting, absolute skill against absolute force, who can win?" Gu Yanying was slightly surprised, and then figured out what was going on.

The strength of the Tibetan Sword Palace is that in each sword, there are countless spiritual inheritances of predecessors, as if there is a group of masters who do not rest for twelve hours, as long as they dig slowly and inherit the inheritance, they will naturally become a peerless swordsman.

For example, there is no shortage of powerful monks who have survived the three heavenly tribulations and refined into "sword babies", and their otherworldly sword path is left in this Qingxu sword.

Even if there is such a shortcut, it can only be slowly figured out, and it cannot accept all this sword intent at once and exert superb swordsmanship.

There is only one way, which is to "replace my heart with the heart of the sword", let go of your own thoughts, and let the idea of the Qingxu Sword enter the master, which is equivalent to the possession of the ancestral spirit, and if you are not careful, you will lose your heart and become a sword slave, which is the real taboo of the Tibetan Sword Palace.

Li Qingshan became excited, the red light in his eyes flashed, and the sword light was like a flower blooming, blooming layers of knife light, like a fierce tiger, swallowing towards Fu Qingjin.

Fu Qingjin didn't have a trace of emotion, the sword would not be afraid and hesitate, but would only give full play to the swordsmanship in his memory. Ignoring the swords that came to his face, a sword stabbed into the heavy sword light.

With a bang, the tip of the sword was pointed on the blood knife, as if piercing the throat of the tiger, the sword light suddenly converged, and there were a little more sword marks on the blood knife. The sword light fluttered, sliding over Li Qingshan's shoulder, and immediately there was a deep blood mark.

Li Qingshan laughed instead, and did not pick up the spirit turtle Xuanjia, raised his sword to swing the Qingxu sword, and then slashed it fiercely.

In this instant, Fu Qingjin had already stabbed out three swords, as if he had calculated all of Li Qingshan's reactions, and one sword was more ruthless than the other.

Li Qingshan's sword technique was as if he had met a nemesis, and he was restrained by the Qingxu sword everywhere, and often the knife style was interrupted before it could be deployed. Although he has a strong body, he is always used by Fu Qingjin to perform a wonderful swordsmanship.

I was injured hundreds of times in a few moments, and my smile was only bigger, and this was the decisive battle I wanted!

No matter how many times he was injured, his offensive did not weaken in the slightest, and he became more and more wild.

Li Qingshan did not retreat a step, dancing the sword, sword to sword, without any magical powers. But this did not give him the upper hand, and he was injured a thousand times, but he failed to hit Fu Qingjin.

"Master, use your supernatural powers!" said Nightstream anxiously.

In the hearts of the human monks, the flame of hope is ignited again, and if this continues, there is still a chance to win.

"It is not wise to attack the enemy's strengths with your own shortcomings. Wait, he is gradually getting used to Fu Qingjin's knife technique. Gu Yanying was a little unimpressed, but suddenly realized. The Qingxu Sword wanted to hurt him, but it was becoming more and more difficult, and his sword was getting closer and closer to Fu Qingjin's body.

Warlike and good at fighting, if he enters the six realms, he must be an asura of endless killing!

The sword light and sword shadow filled the heaven and the earth, and the two fought from the sky to the ground, gradually blurring their figures, leaving only red and blue, constantly colliding.

All the onlookers' eyes were firmly sucked in, and they forgot to breathe.

The two separated suddenly, and Li Qingshan had a bloody hole in his throat, but he laughed wildly, and the sound spread hundreds of miles away.

A tragic scar slid from Fu Qingjin's left shoulder to his right waist, but it was not flesh and blood, but a little bit of blue light.

I am willing to receive a thousand swords, and I will be half strong.

"If this continues, I will be devoured by the Qingxu Sword Intent!" Under Fu Qingjin's indifferent sword-like appearance, a voice whispered in pain, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes.

But the awakening came too late, the sword intent was already boiling, and in a trance, a man in Tsing Yi was looking at him indifferently, the face of the man in Tsing Yi was blurred, and many faces were faintly overlapped, both men and women, holding a ghostly Qingxu sword in his hand, but Fu Qingjin's hand was empty.

The blood knife roared wildly, spit out a hundred zhang sword gang, traversed the heavens and the earth, and slashed past Fu Qingjin's waist, the color of struggle in his eyes disappeared completely, he didn't look at the injury on his waist, and stared at Li Qingshan.

The injury healed in an instant, and the blue light flashed, and he came to Li Qingshan, ignoring the bloody knife that he had cut off on the head, and stabbed Li Qingshan with a sword, with a posture of dying together. Normally, only when the sword is united, can there be such speed.

Li Qingshan frowned, feeling that Fu Qingjin was wrong, his head flashed, leaving a bloody mark on his cheek. raised his hand and punched Fu Qingjin in the face, but it didn't look like it was hitting the flesh and blood, and if you looked closely, Fu Qingjin's whole person was glowing with gold and iron.

"Now my enemy, is this sword? ”

The Qingxu sword stabbed again, Li Qingshan raised his hand to grab it, his palm hurt, and he was pierced by the Qingxu sword, he grabbed the sword and shook it hard, but Fu Qingjin seemed to stick to the hilt of the sword, his ears, eyes, mouth and nose, and shot out the Dao sword light.

Li Qingshan lifted the Spirit Tortoise Xuanjia, blocked the sword light, and released a concussive force, which broke Fu Qingjin's hand holding the sword, and finally separated from the sword, as if he had been drained of his soul, his eyes closed and fell to the ground.

Li Qingshan held the trembling Qingxu Sword in his left hand, and continuously exerted the power of concussion to prevent it from turning into light and escaping, and swung the bloody knife with his right hand and slashed it down.

Boom!

The Qingxu Sword roared, and a knife mark appeared on the sword body.

"Stop!" Fu Qingjin woke up suddenly and lost his voice.

Boom!

Li Qingshan slashed again, accurately slashing at the knife marks, and the knife marks turned into cracks. (To be continued)

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