A sword and a knife, a purple and a black, at this moment to interpret a different world, the long sword is not a slaughter but a living artistic conception, but the sword is always used to kill, even if it is used to protect what is important to you, this is still killing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The black knife, slashed out, dissecting the texture of the world, the purple long sword and the black long knife collided in this remote forest, stirring up strange sparks, the sword qi seemed to have life at this moment, no longer that kind of machine, and the black sword light also had an unusual purity, such as a touch of ink jade.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, everything in front of him was so clear, there was no trace of change, a purple long sword and a black long knife, in the two of them saw the constant entanglement, emitting bursts of crisp gold and iron sounds, playing a strange war song.

This was a moment, or a long time, the long sword did not stop in Zhao Zhijing's hand, it continued to stab out of his hand, and the air curtain was cut by the long sword, and the black long knife in Liu Qing's hand did not stop for a moment, and the shadow of the sword swept out of the sky and spread.

The figures of the two kept flickering, the sword qi and the sword light were traced, one by one permeating the forest, one by one the small trees were torn to pieces, the big trees that stood one by one were covered with sword marks and scars, and the quiet forest was noisy at this moment, it was a strange hustle and bustle, the mountains and rocks that had experienced wind and rain were shattered, and the trees that had grown for decades were constantly falling, making a huge sound.

There was a loud sound, like thunder, ringing in the ears.

Two figures, one black and one white, separated from it, and the ground was covered with cracks and earth lotuses, which were torn apart by the surging energy.

At this moment, Liu Qing raised his breath, the long knife in his hand was like the wings of a giant peng, swept out of the air, the sharp knife qi tore through the Dao Qi curtain, and a black shadow attacked, Zhao Zhijing quickly lowered his head, but still felt a sharp breath swept over his head, and his long inky hair was scattered, and the jade crown on his head had been torn to pieces by the knife qi.

The Purple Emperor Sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand stood upright, like a heavenly pillar supporting the sky, the sword qi soared, and a purple sword pillar rose to the sky. With a bang, the sword pillar swept over a black figure, but Zhao Zhijing felt that there was no trace of hindrance, it was a phantom shadow of Liu Qing, but the black robe on his body was torn to pieces by the sword qi at this moment and scattered on the ground.

Zhao Zhijing's sword pillar turned and slowly resisted, but it caused a thunderous sound. Whether this sword is fast or slow is no longer visible in the eyes of people, this is no longer a sword, but like a huge pillar of heaven swept out of the sky, the energy is agitated, and the light long sword shows the strength of a giant stick like a mixed iron rod at this moment.

The huge trees that had been swept away did not fall over, but they all revealed an arc-shaped opening, and the trunks of the trees in the openings had been crushed and dissipated into the air, and the stones the size of a fist were shattered and turned into stone powder as if they had been crushed by a huge crushing machine.

The black robe has been shattered and scattered among the trees, at this time, Liu Qing's **** upper body, the muscles of his body are slightly raised, like a dragon hovering over Liu Qing's body, such a hard body, swinging an unusual long knife, sure enough.

At this time, Liu Qing is no longer the god of catching the six doors, but a hero of the rivers and lakes holding a black shovel long knife, a huge heroic aura rises in the air, and the black long knife in his hand is burning with blood-colored arrogance, the heart that has not been beating violently for more than ten years is gushing out of the flood of blood at this moment, and Liu Qing himself feels as if he has returned to the era of blood when he was young.

Zhao Zhijing was dressed in a luxurious white robe, which was already full of cracks, Zhao Zhijing pulled it casually, and ripped off the white robe on his body, revealing the **** upper body, without bronze skin, but like warm jade, it is a trace of condensation of strength, as long as you see it, you can't help but feel that this white body carries huge power.

The black knife blood flame swayed, in the pure knife intent, burning blood, Liu Qing slashed out, the blood in his heart surged, the knife qi soared, tearing the vacuum, and bursts of huge sounds erupted, the power of the knife path was stretched at this moment, and the power was like a rushing flood, rampage at this moment, unstoppable.

Zhao Zhijing's **** upper body, even if he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, the three-foot Purple Emperor Sword, at this moment, his true qi skyrocketed, ignited a purple aura, and transformed into a four-foot giant sword, picked up the giant sword with both hands, and slashed out in the air.

The black sword shadow is a huge war knife, the purple long sword is a huge war sword, the two people at this time are not a knight in the rivers and lakes, but two generals who are fighting, there is no trace of the delicacy of the rivers and lakes, some are just the tragedy of the battlefield, wisps of bright red blood **** out of the wound, forming a blood-colored curtain in the air.

At this moment, the two of them turned into gods and demons fighting in ancient times, with long knives, cutting off rivers and mountains, and the giants crossed the sky and cut down the stars; Liu Qing slashed with a knife, like a huge black mountain range, burning with blood-colored flames, just like the ancient flame mountain, falling from the sky, and the huge wind and waves continued to lap time and space.

Zhao Zhijing slashed out with a sword, and the stars swayed on the purple giant sword, at this time it was no longer a river of sword qi, but a sea of stars, the river of stars turned, and a huge power came from the starry sky, and the meteorite fell from the sky, tearing out a purple flame tail, which was already a sword of destruction and a sword of creation.

The ancient mountain of flames fell, it was bigger than the stars in the sky, bigger than the sun in the sky, the stars swayed, and the mountains fell straight down. Stars shattered, and pieces of the blood-colored flames of the ancient mountain turned into powder. The long sword groaned, the black knife trembled slightly, the primeval giant mountain and the galaxy in front of him were scattered, and huge waves of qi were surging, and the fallen leaves and sand and gravel on the ground in a radius of dozens of zhang flew in the air and slowly landed.

At this moment, Liu Qing's body was already covered with wounds, and scarlet blood continued to gush out, at this time, he had already felt the passage of his life, and the darkness of hell had appeared in front of him.

A smile appeared on Liu Qing's face, seeing this smile, it was like a white lotus in the mud, it was a smile of relief. The next moment, Liu Qing condensed the strength and life of his whole body, and slowly arrived with a knife.

The wounds on his body were still bleeding, and Zhao Zhijing seemed to be stunned, watching the long knife coming. At this moment, Zhao Zhijing felt his eyebrows tremble slightly, and a coolness like a summer ice spring fell from the center of his eyebrows, converging on the Purple Emperor Sword in his hand, and the sword qi changed at this moment, like tofu turned into steel, this is the sword gang above the sword qi.

Zhao Zhijing slashed out with a sword, and a trace of anger filled the Purple Emperor sword, and with a loud sound, the black knife that slowly arrived was full of cracks and shattered, and Liu Qing, who was like a giant god, also slowly fell to the ground, with a relieved smile on his face, and a smile that saw the light in front of him. (To be continued.) )