The figures of the two moved, and the Purple Emperor Sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand stabbed out quickly, and suddenly the purple light soared, and the sword qi stirred and the wind and thunder sounded; Liu Qing did not fall down at all, the nameless black knife in his hand slashed out, and a black sword light like an abyss appeared out of thin air, and suddenly the sword light and sword qi were like real dragons and evil Jiao, biting each other, the sword qi was a little spark, and the sound of Jin = gold and iron was endless.

Purple, the color of prestige. There are stars in the sky called the purple micro star, this star is the lord of the stars, is the emperor star praised by people, the long sword in the hand of Zhao Zhijing, called the purple emperor sword, simple and abnormal, which has its own noble momentum, like a king.

Black, a deep color, with no other shine in sight, swallows up all color. The nameless black knife in Liu Qing's hand, although it was nameless, stood up and was domineering and abnormal, and it slashed out with a knife, like a blood sea Shura.

Zhao Zhijing and Liu Qing, one in a white robe and a purple sword, an awe-inspiring aura entrenched in their bodies, and the other in black clothes and black knives, only have the purity of one color extreme, without a touch of messy color. At this time, one of the two is like the noble god of the nine heavens, and the other is like the demon god guarding the door in the depths of the nine shadows, and the iron face is selfless and does not tolerate a trace of chaos.

The sword groaned, the black knife roared, the black and white figures of the two made a mistake, leaving two traces on the ground, and the sword and the black knife in the hands of the two trembled silently, as if they couldn't help but make a move, which can be described as a chess opponent.

The black long knife in Liu Qing's hand trembled slightly, and a clear whistle sounded, only to see him open his mouth slightly and say: "Sect Master Zhao has such skills, sure enough, it is not a shame for An'er to die in your hands, but as a father, how can you seek justice!"

The voice fell, and he raised his breath, and the figure had already jumped into the air, the black long knife in his hand came down from top to bottom, struggling to slash, the pitch-black knife light, like a black sun, fell from the air, and the sharp knife qi squeezed the air, making a huge scream.

Zhao Zhijing's eyes shrank like a tiny pupil, trembling slightly at this moment, and the look that came out of his eyes was like two sharp swords that cut through heaven and earth. The sword intent rose, the purple sword body of the Purple Emperor Sword ignited with purple flames, the sword shadows flew one after another, and a round of purple sun slowly rose, like a rising sun, purple qi rose, full of vitality.

The sunset is already twilight, but a round of dark sun engulfs the brilliance, showing the darkness, its strength is naturally not small, the black sword light falls, like a huge star, the huge power is unstoppable.

The rising sun, although it is a new life, but the vitality in it is immeasurable, as long as there is a slight opportunity, it will replace the sunset that has been twilight, and the purple air is rising, full of vitality and hope.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, everything disappeared in this time and space, and in front of Zhao Zhijing and Liu Qing, there were only two rounds of dark sun and rising sun condensed by sword qi and sword light.

, the elephant is invisible. The sunset and the morning sun collided at this moment, as if everything was annihilated between the two, without a single sound, only the dazzling purple light and darkness in front of them.

A drop of water falling into the calm surface of the lake will splash and ripple, breaking all the calm. Everything in the world is balanced, after the ultimate stillness, there will be the ultimate movement, and after silence, it will be the paradise of sound.

The robes of the two kept swinging, and the strength set off gusts of wind and waves, and the air curtain in the air was destroyed by a huge force, Zhao Zhijing and Liu Qing, a white and a black figure, couldn't help but fly back, and a huge force came out from between the dark sun and the purple sun, and the green grass growing on the side of the road was squeezed on the ground by the air waves, and even the small trees with the thickness of a fist not far away, the sword light and sword qi were agitated, making them cut off their waists, and the incision was as bright as a mirror.

Zhao Zhijing, who stopped his figure, did not stop for a moment, at this time, the battle of life and death was extremely important, and he could not tolerate half a trance, he stepped on the ground with a heavy foot, and an earth lotus suddenly bloomed under Zhao Zhijing's feet. The white figure was like a sharp arrow off the string, speeding away, tearing through the Dao Dao Qi Curtain, and letting out a scream.

Zhao Zhijing, who was in the air, shouted: "Instant sword!" Suddenly the starlight appeared in the sky, and the stars were so dazzling, and when you looked closely, they were sharp sword tips, swaying in the cold light under the sunlight.

Zhao Zhijing's long sword attacked, and Liu Qing's eyes saw a beautiful lotus bush falling in the air, and the thirty-six petals were so dazzling that people couldn't help but indulge in it. But beauty always hurts, and Liu Qing, who had a trace of pain in her heart, struggled to swing the black knife in her hand.

With a swing of the knife, Liu Qing didn't feel the slightest resistance, as if his own knife was in the air, only to see a black knife flash, and the dreamlike lotus bloomed in the air.

But this is not the end, the shattered sword lotus, page by page petals turned into a sword shadow, a full six hundred and thirty-six sword shadows appeared in the air, like a peacock opening the screen, thirty-six sword shadows swept across the air, and it was impossible to distinguish which one was real and which one was illusory.

But Liu Qingben, who was holding the knife, did not feel nervous, because he believed in himself, believed that the nameless black knife in his hand was a partner who had accompanied him through countless hardships, and an old friend of himself, he would not deceive himself, he firmly believed in the knife in his hand, and he also firmly believed in his own way.

A knife slashed out, turning into a Dao Dao knife shadow, this is a move to simplify into a complex, with a slight wave, but it has already cut out a few knives, or more than a dozen knives, only Liu Qing, who is holding a knife, knows how many knives he has chopped.

The sword light is dark, cold as iron, and you can't feel a trace of warmth, and the black light engulfs everything, and there is no trace of life. The sword qi rose, surrounded by purple qi, full of vitality, and a warmth from the heart suddenly hit.

Purple sword shadows and pitch-black sword light collided in the air, the sword qi was agitated, the sword light was pervasive, and the ground was torn out one after another, I don't know if it was sword qi, sword light, or both.

One, two, three?????? Thirty-five, the thirty-five sword shadows dissipated in the air, and the spatula light was also annihilated in the air; at this moment, Zhao Zhijing's figure had already arrived with the long sword, and in the light and evil long sword, a huge force was condensing, and the straight sword body tore apart the air curtains in the air, stirring up the sound of wind and thunder.

The pupils in Liu Qing's tiger eyes suddenly shrank, and the expression on his face was solemn, at this time, not only did he see the sword light, but even the hairs around him had already stood up, and a cold air from the long sword invaded his body, as if it was about to freeze his soul.

But the black knife in Liu Qing's hand did not slow down a bit, the long knife opened up, and the sword light skyrocketed. Zhao Zhijing stabbed out with a sword, the swords collided, and the sound of stabbing sounded, and the Purple Emperor Sword cut a white mark on the wide body of the black knife, stirring up dazzling sparks. (To be continued.) )