Maybe it was really suppressed for a long time, the moment the gentian stone sword was raised by Xu Qingyun, the stone chips piled up on the broad sword body, like snowflakes in the cold winter, shook down under the morning light, revealing the wide and heavy sword body inside. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It was as if the lead bloom had been exhausted, and the gentian stone sword bloomed from the bitter cold.

Xu Qingyun held this heavy stone sword in his hand, his fingers were a little slender, but when he held the broad hilt, it was extremely firm.

In five years, he was no longer familiar with this gentian stone sword, and he could clearly count the fine lines on the stone sword. It was precisely because of his familiarity that when he instilled his vitality into the stone sword, he could clearly feel the entire stone sword trembling violently in the air.

Xu Qingyun did not hesitate.

The broad and somewhat clumsy blade of the stone sword suddenly lifted from the bottom to the top, and the powerful sword momentum even wrapped the dust on the ground, stirring up a dim arc in the morning light, directly blocking the sharp sword blade that Song Mingyuan slashed again.

The whole set of sword postures looks like the sword style of Hong Wuwei of Chu State.

"No, this is not a sword style!" Song Mingyuan's eyes showed shock, he only felt that the Xuantie Sword in his hand was like a stubborn stone slashing into the sky, and the powerful sword momentum was wrapped in profound vitality, which shocked his arm a little numb and trembled.

"This can't be a sword-skimming style, and the aftermath of a sword-skimming style can't be so strong!"

His shocked eyes were full of complicated emotions, and he only felt that this powerful sword momentum was full of decisive and arrogant aura, which made his whole body tremble, and he had to grit his teeth and hold the sword and move backwards, trying to unload this powerful sword momentum.

It's a pity that Xu Qingyun didn't give him the slightest chance.

The gentian stone sword suddenly lifted up, forcing Song Mingyuan to retreat continuously, and the sword blade also happened to cross the air.

"Of course it's not a sword-skimming style!"

At this time, the morning light was already bright, the breeze was coming, blowing through Xu Qingyun's wide white uniform, his eyes were calm, his expression was focused and serious, the gentian stone sword in his hand was buzzing and trembling in the sun, and there was a faint firelight on the white sword body.

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"It's a fire to ride the wind!"

"Zhu Rong swordsmanship in the third style of the fire and the wind,"

In the small bamboo building on the east bank of Huifeng Lake, several figures stood on the pavilion of the bamboo building, and it was Mr. Lu Bai and a few people. It's just that at this time, Mr. Lihai had already swept up the bamboo building, standing high on the top of the bamboo building, looking at Xu Qingyun on the island in the distance, his eyes were full of excitement.

Lu Bai sighed to himself: "These two little guys, it's really not simple!"

"It's not simple, it takes three days to use the "Autumn Water Classic" to such a point, which is also very good for Song Mingyuan. ”

"That's right, if he is willing to calm down, with the sword qi of the Autumn Water Sutra, he can break through that Xu Qingyun's defense sooner or later!"

"Bullshit!" Mr. Lihai on the top floor of the bamboo building suddenly said angrily: "What do you know, Xu Qingyun learned Lao Tzu's Zhurong swordsmanship, that idiot Song Mingyuan will definitely lose to a dog!"

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"This trick is to catch the fire!"

Xu Qingyun slashed down again with his sword, and the broad and heavy gentian stone sword seemed to burn under the sunlight.

The flames were monstrous.

Song Mingyuan looked at the heavy sword momentum that was slashed from mid-air, he was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes gradually filled with shock and anger.

"Xu Qingyun, I'm afraid that you won't succeed?"

He took a deep breath, and the Xuantie Sword in his hand was raised again, and the Guardian Realm Dantian Linghai was already filled with more than ten meters. It's just that because of the continuous display of fine sword momentum, the vitality was on the verge of exhaustion, but at this time, in the face of this Xu Qingyun's sword momentum, he had to fight!

The vitality in the dantian was once again instilled in the Xuantie Sword, and Song Mingyuan swept upwards with the sword, and the sword momentum in his hand was like another autumn water.

Two swords met in mid-air.

Xu Qingyun's sword was strong and fierce, and the heavy sword body of the gentian stone sword was like a thousand jun pressing on the top, and the flames burning in mid-air impacted this autumn water. It's a pity that Song Mingyuan's realm is already clumsy, and the Gongfa "Autumn Water Sutra" makes this sword more and more sharp, and it is difficult to defeat him.

"Haha, Xu Qingyun, I have a clumsy realm to suppress you, I don't believe you can beat me!" Song Mingyuan was confident and arrogant, holding a Xuantie sword, and the dantian vitality was frantically instilled in the sword body, and the momentum of the whole person was sharp and full of fighting spirit.

It's a pity that he couldn't break Xu Qingyun's sword momentum just now, and wanted to continue the pursuit, but his sword momentum had already fallen, and he didn't have a complete aftermath for a while, so he could only draw his sword and turn around, blindly wanting to make another move.

"It's the stupidest idea to try the sword in battle, draw the sword and turn back. ”

"Because drawing a sword means retreating, but the enemy won't give you a chance to retreat. ”

Xu Qingyun's face was expressionless, but his expression was extremely serious and focused, and he looked at Song Mingyuan when he wanted to draw his sword and leave.

The gentian stone sword took advantage of the situation to make another sword.

This sword came naturally and strongly, just like when he raised the gentian stone sword and slashed out the first sword momentum, he had been planning for a long time.

Although the gentian stone sword had already become a downward slash at this time, it was at the angle of the sword blade's tilt, which was just right when it was aimed at Song Mingyuan.

Abrupt stop.

The whole gentian stone began to tremble violently.

There was a breeze blowing on the lake in the distance, and the original burning flame of the gentian stone sword began to burn really violently at the moment when the breeze swept by!

Xu Qingyun directly slashed out with a sword.

The wind borrows the fire, the fire helps the wind, the wind and the fire of this sword, the wide sword body of the gentian stone sword roared and fell, wrapped in the whole dazzling firelight, and slapped on Song Mingyuan's Xuantie sword, like a hill smashed down.

Song Mingyuan's chest was tight, and he directly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body fell into the air in embarrassment, staggering and trying to stand up, but just as he was about to raise his head, the wind whistling in his ears had already sounded, and a firelight smashed down again.

"How can it be so fast!" He didn't have time to think about it anymore, and hurriedly held his sword to block it, but the dantian vitality had gradually dried up, and the Xuantie sword almost bent the gentian stone sword without the support of the vitality.

"Damn!"

Song Mingyuan was angry in his heart, he wanted to stand up again, but the wind in his ears sounded again!

"Impossible!"

He fell to the ground and stood up again, the gentian sword slashing down again.

"Impossible! How can his sword be so coherent and not give me the slightest chance to react?"

"How can this be!?"

"Doesn't his vitality need to stop?"

"He's just the Enlightenment Realm, where did he get such a deep vitality!"

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"Xu Qingyun, you cheat me!"

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Xu Qingyun swept through the air with a sword, the dantian qi sea rumbled, and the price of a sword slashing out a sword was that the dantian spiritual sea was gradually exhausted, but at this moment, the gentian stone sword in his hand hummed and trembled, and a sword intent that seemed to be absent quietly flowed.

The sword intent of the past life, the sword intent is not stopped, and the life is endless.

He took a deep breath with his sword, as if a dead wood was spring, and the meridians around his body seemed to be rejuvenated again at this time, so that the dantian, which was already on the verge of depletion, began to recover its vitality at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Remember this trick and ride the fire!"

Xu Qingyun held the heavy gentian stone sword in his hand, and the sword body was wrapped in the vast vitality derived from the dantian again, and he directly handed out a straight sword. There was a fire burning on the blade of the sword, and the sound of the wind blew through the blade, making the whole long sword blazing.

A sword was pointed out, and there was a breath of life flowing at the blade of the sword, and the sword intent of the past life was wrapped in this wind and fire, directly cutting off the Xuantie sword in Song Mingyuan's hand.

"You've lost!"

"Song Mingyuan!"