Xu Beiyou's forward rush was neither fast nor slow, walking along the trail, but full of momentum, with his footsteps, the trees on both sides of the trail began to shake, and even the whole trail began to roll and rise like a small river.

Sword cultivation can actually be roughly divided into two kinds, one is good at flying sword means, standing in the distance against the enemy, the long-range attack is full of might, but once it is close to someone, just like the archers on the battlefield, it is inevitable to fall into the downwind, and the flying sword takes the head of the person for thousands of miles, which is this kind of sword cultivation.

The other is the opposite, the sword does not leave the hand, after reaching the peak, it is claimed that there is no invincible hand within three feet in front of the body, and the so-called ten steps to kill one person is to say them.

Among the sect masters of the Sword Sect in the past dynasties, from Shangguan Xianchen to Gongsun Zhongmou, they actually took the second path, but after reaching the top, the two have the same end, the former can also lift the three-foot Qingfeng, and the latter can also resist the sword.

Xu Beiyou was very greedy and wanted to take both into his hands, but under the influence of his master, he still focused more on the second way of sword cultivation.

In front of Li Zijian, the earth immortal, Xu Beiyou did not use such means as drawing swordsmanship, but carried the residual momentum of sword thirteen, and directly slashed with a sword.

The so-called sword one is nothing more than a stab, and it is just a stab.

The essence of the sword is not in the swordsmanship, nor in the sword qi, but in the sword intent, or the word will, when the great sword fairy Shangguan Xianchen preferred this sword the most, the earth immortal who died under this sword does not know how many, it is precisely because the sword has no regrets, indomitable, there are thousands of swordsmanship in the world, tracing back to the source or attributing to a stab, the sword is a stab, and the knife is a slash.

Therefore, the sword is a stab.

Xu Beiyou is obsessed, and he can't die without regrets, but it is precisely because of what he is holding in his heart that he can come out without regrets.

In an instant, the distance between Xu Beiyou and Li Zijian was less than ten zhang, and the red practice in his hand pointed directly at the eyebrows of the old head of the Li family.

Li Zijian, who had already got up from the bamboo chair, sneered disdainfully, and let Xu Beiyou's sword stab at the center of his eyebrows, but it was difficult for the tip of the sword to advance half a minute when it was still three inches away from the center of the eyebrows.

The next moment, Li Zijian punched forward, Xu Beiyou let go of Chi Lian, still hovering in mid-air with it, and a fourth sword appeared in his hand, but the soft sword was evil.

Just when Li Zijian's fist was about to arrive, Xu Beiyou was able to use the second sword with evil, and the prescription was not moving.

This sword does not have the decisive meaning of the sword one, but it is the meaning of the Daomen, the middle is peaceful, the heavy defense is not the heavy attack, just like the yin and yang double fish blending, the sword is a heavy sword intent, lies in the word no regrets, the sword triple swordsmanship, lies in not missing the two words, then the sword two is the heavy sword qi, in the word immovable.

The sword qi of the second sword is like a heavy sword, blunt and without a blade, and the great ingenuity lies in the lack of work.

Li Zijian's punch seemed to be a heavy hammer hitting the cotton, and there was nowhere to focus.

He couldn't help but sigh in surprise, there is no shortage of monks with swords in the Daomen, different from the sword sect's killing sword, the sword path of the Daomen is more in line with the artistic conception of goodness as water, Li Zijian has practiced for many years, and has also studied with several Daomen kendo masters, so he naturally recognizes the meaning of the Daomen in Xu Beiyou's sword.

Xu Beiyou took advantage of the situation to retreat, Li Zijian did not pursue, moved his wrist, and said with a smile: "Good style of sword two, there is a bit of Gongsun Zhongmou's style back then." ”

Xu Beiyou didn't speak, and began to pinch the sword trick with both hands, like a national hand stroking the qin, dazzling.

A purple sword light burst into the sky, followed by a rumbling and continuous rush of thunder in the sky.

Xu Beiyou can not only hold a three-foot Qingfeng blood splash in five steps, but also make a means of flying sword to take people's heads.

Previously, Xu Beiyou was consumed sixty years of life, because of the blessing of misfortune, he got the great blessing left by Shangguan Xianchen, and he was familiar with the sword thirty-six, although many sword styles could not be used because of their own cultivation, but Xu Beiyou could be transformed into other sword styles, and the sword six used at this time was not a sword six in the pure sense, which was also mixed with some divine sense of the sword twenty-seven heavenly thunder sword, so it could trigger the vision of the heavenly thunder.

Sword twenty-seven, that is a sword that kills the twelve towers of the earth immortals.

The sword of purple lightning started from Xu Beiyou, and after flying into the nine skies, it was like a thunderbolt descending from the sky, and finally Li Zijian had a foothold.

Li Zijian showed a solemn expression for the first time, the reason why he dared not to put Xu Beiyou in his eyes was that he had a huge advantage in realm cultivation, which was completely higher than Xu Beiyou's nine-story building, like an adult man competing with a child, even if an adult man didn't know how to do kung fu, he could easily defeat a child. But if this childish boy has the skill of killing, it will be different, although the adult man does not have to be afraid, but after all, he must be careful, lest the boat capsize in the gutter and make a big laughing stock.

This sword locked Li Zijian with a qi machine, so that he had no way to hide, and Li Zijian didn't want to dodge, facing the heavenly thunder sword that fell in the air, raised his hands, and confronted Zidian-for-tat.

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A thunderclap rang out.

The shaking made the tiles of the building in the other courtyard rattle, and there were constantly fine dust and gravel falling, but Wu Yu and the others outside the courtyard were unaware, the mystery was very dusty, the thunder dissipated, Li Zijian was safe and sound, the purple sword hung three inches above his head, and he was not allowed to sink for half a minute.

Li Zijian tugged at the corners of his mouth, and laughed loudly: "Xu Beiyou, what other means do you have when you run out of five swords?" If you have, you might as well use them together, if the old man accidentally beats you to death, you won't have any regrets." ”

Xu Beiyou stretched out his hand and bluffed with five fingers, Tianlan, Xuanming, but evil, Zidian, and Chi Lian moved in response, and the five swords gathered.

The five swords formed a sword formation according to the principle of the five elements, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Li Zijian.

Li Zijian turned his fist into a palm, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly changed, no longer the hermit posture of the previous idle clouds and wild cranes, and the attitude of the world letting me gallop, and then stepped out, and instantly came to Xu Beiyou.

The sword array formed by the five swords stood above the tide of vitality, trembling incessantly.

Li Zijian's eyes were cold, and the qi in his body was like a great tide, and he didn't have any clever means, but he just turned the qi in his body into martial arts and applied it to Xu Beiyou's body.

It's purely a clever way to break through the force.

The five Sword Sect famous swords seemed to be overwhelmed, and they all bent out of a striking arc.

It's just that Xu Beiyou is still indifferent, and he doesn't have the slightest intention of retreating.

Li Zijian hesitated slightly, he didn't dare to really use all his strength to make a dead move, after all, there was a Buddhist Dragon King outside the door who didn't make a move, in fact, his six distractions were used to guard against the Dragon King, after all, Zhang Zhaonu's previous experience was not far away, and he didn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past.

Xu Beiyou pressed his chest, took a deep breath, and said calmly: "Senior Li, aren't you afraid of the praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches behind?"

Li Zijian wrote lightly: "You are a cicada, the old man is a praying mantis, who is the yellow bird?

As he spoke, Li Zijian pressed down with both palms, causing the five swords to tremble again.

At this moment, the dragon king, who had been standing outside the door of Qing Xianju, finally made a move, and with a chant, the entire formation of Qing Xianju was instantly broken, and then he saw a white robe floating in, stretching out two fingers and tapping.

Two fingers seem to weigh a thousand pounds.

This is the great power of Buddhism to move mountains.

This finger not only made Li Zijian have to withdraw his hand to defend himself, but also forced his figure to float backwards.

Xu Beiyou let out a long breath of turbid air, and the five swords that had been bent like a crescent moon were instantly straight, with a happy trembling sound, and shot towards Li Zijian.