Qi Yue didn't think about turning around and fighting, but the end result was that there were many sword marks on his body, and his left buttocks were even scratched.

Facts have proved that Xiaoxi is not wrong, the path of the Martial God is completely set according to his own strength, the long sword in the opponent's hand is just ranked among the middle rank, although this sword cannot be as strong as the dragon bird of Guiyang Yan, but its sharpness is just enough to break through his defense, which is the fundamental reason why he is difficult to parry.

Another sharp sword light struck, brushing Qi Yue's scalp and shaving off a strand of hair from his sideburns.

Narrowly avoided, Qi Yue's face turned slightly pale, his mouth kept panting, with the consumption of physical strength, his speed was already much slower than before, and many exquisite sword moves could only rely on his body to forcibly resist.

"Bang!"

With his left fist bleeding non-stop, he once again forced the opponent's sword blade that stabbed his heart away, and under the two forces of shock, the two took a few steps back from each other to distance themselves, giving Qi Yue a chance to breathe.

"Huh~Huh......" While breathing in the fresh air to recover his strength, Qi Yue looked at the sharp blade in the other party's hand.

"This person's swordsmanship is too strong, coupled with the support of divine soldiers, my chances of winning are too small to fight hard, it seems that it is time to use the sword given by the master" Qi Yue made up his mind Qi Yue slowly got up, stretched out his right hand, and a white light flashed.

"Hum~" A crisp sword roar echoed throughout the space.

For the first time, the sword-wielding man's indifferent face had a slight expression, and his gaze instantly focused on Qi Yue's hand.

The azure blade and hilt were as translucent as amber, and the appearance was extremely gorgeous, looking more like a work of art than a high-level divine weapon with the power to destroy mountains and mountains.

Only Qi Yue knew the power of this sword, at the beginning, Qing Mingzi just waved it lightly, and a small hill was cut throughout, although there was no lack of Qing Mingzi's personal ability, but it was enough to show how terrifying this sword was.

Since getting the Qingyang Sword, Qi Yue has only used it for the first time against the enemy, and he has tried countless times before, but he has not been able to exert its hidden power.

You must know that mortal divine soldiers, even the lowest-level lower-level divine soldiers, also have special powers, such as the dragon bird in the hand of Guiyang Yan before, and the sword has a trace of the flame true flame that can burn everything, if it weren't for the mysterious power in his body that time, he might not be able to worship under the Qing Yingzi sect.

"Whoosh~" swung the sword body again, but there was still nothing peculiar in the result, Qi Yue shook his head and looked at the opponent in front of him.

The sword-wielding man finally withdrew his gaze from the Qingyang Sword, looked at his master again, shook his head as if disappointed, and said, "The sword is a good sword, but it's a pity that I followed the wrong master."

When Qi Yue heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked, "Can you understand this Qingyang Sword?"

In response to Qi Yue's question, the man raised his head uncharacteristically and said proudly: "There is no sword in the world that I don't understand!"

"Brag, I don't even know who I am, and I dare to say so much!" Qi Yue said with contempt in his heart, but on the surface, he showed an expression of humble advice, and said, "Oh, yes, can you explain this sword to me?"

The man glanced at Qingyang casually, put away the long sword in his hand, and said: "This sword is three feet six inches and five minutes long, the blade is made of Xuanhai Biyang stone, and the hilt is carved from the Qixi wood of the tree realm and the sea, and some empty silk is added to embellish it when it is formed."

All the materials belong to the rare treasures in the world, and the craftsman who cast it must be above the grandmaster level, so it can be said that this sword is already among the high-level divine weapons as soon as it is born, but these are not the most critical ......"

Qi Yue was listening energetically, although he didn't know what he said, but just by listening to the name, he knew that it was worth extraordinary, not to mention that it was built by a sword forger above the grandmaster level, all of which was enough to make his blood boil, but the other party suddenly stopped, how could he endure it.

"What's the most important thing? Say it quickly!" Qi Yue was anxious, and his intuition told him that what the other party was going to say next must be related to how to exert the true power of the Qingyang Sword.

The man looked at Qi Yue's anxious expression and was indifferent, but after a while, he suddenly spoke, and said in a soft tone: "Although I don't know that the person who forged this sword is suitable for the purpose, I can feel two extremely powerful forces on this sword, one of which is extremely manic, not like the true qi of a human being, but has a trace of the breath of a wild beast.

The other is extremely quiet, but it is a pure kendo power, and the power is even stronger than the previous one."

Qi Yue looked at the divine weapon in his hand when he heard this, although it was extremely sharp, he couldn't feel the powerful power that the other party said at all, and even he wondered if the other party was entertaining him.

As if aware of Qi Yue's puzzlement, the man explained: "You are not a person in the way of the sword, so you can't feel the abnormality in it, so I said that this sword followed the wrong owner."

"Hmph, I don't know if it followed the wrong master, but I know very well that now that I have the Qingyang Sword in my hand, I'm afraid you are not my opponent."

"The young man's tone is not small, if you think that a high-level divine weapon can defeat me, it is too naïve!!"

With a soft shout, the momentum on this person's body soared suddenly, and the ground under his feet began to float upward along with this force, and the white clouds above the heads of the two were instantly dispersed.

"What are you kidding! How is this possible!" The Qingyang sword was across his chest, and the divine soldier that was originally used to turn defeat into victory could only resist the momentum of the other party, and gradually became inadequate.

The distance between the two was not far away, and after this momentum erupted, Qi Yue just took the brunt of it, forcing him to hold his sword to resist this terrifying aura.

The same power Qi Yue This is the second time he has seen it, the last time was when Qing Yingzi was out of the customs, and the momentum on his body at that time was also suppressed, and no one in the audience could move.

"What kind of strength is this, didn't Xiaoxi say that the opponent of the first layer is only ten times that of the same level? Could it be that the gap is already so big?" It was as heavy as Mount Tai's pressure, the huge pressure made it a little difficult for him to breathe, and his lower body was no longer stable as before, and his knees had begun to tremble involuntarily.

After a few breaths, the astonishing momentum began to slowly retract, and all of them converged on the long sword like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, but even the mid-level divine soldiers seemed to be unable to withstand such a powerful force, and began to let out bursts of wails.

Qi Yue put away his surprise, his expression was unprecedentedly heavy, there was only one thing in his mind at the moment, and that was to block this sword.

The man raised his long sword slightly, looked at Qi Yue with an indifferent expression, and swung it down suddenly.

Heaven and earth seemed to stand still at this moment, the wind in his ears disappeared, everything was quiet, and Qi Yue could even hear his own heartbeat.

The familiar white light flashed, the dark cellar, the unpleasant pungent smell of decay, and the sunlight shining through the roof loopholes, and it was all over.

Qi Yue was still holding the Qingyang Sword in his hand, his expression was sluggish, like a fossil, and he didn't move for a long time.

"Lose...... lost" The facts are in front of me, and I can't help but believe it.

That sword seemed to divide the whole world into two, Qi Yue felt small for the first time, and even he didn't know how to resist in the end, he just instinctively lifted Qingyang up, but unfortunately it didn't play any role, his body was instantly torn apart, turned into ashes, and when he opened his eyes again, he had returned to reality.

Now that the outside world is unclear, the most dangerous places are often safer, so Qi Yue does not plan to go out immediately.

put Qingyang away, and he slowly sat down cross-legged, gradually falling into endless memories, his eyes were slightly closed, his spirit was slowly emptied, and the whole person entered a rare and wonderful state.

............

No matter how the outside world turns upside down, no one will care about such an inconspicuous corner, and as the days go by, the intensity of the search becomes smaller and smaller, until the gang gives up completely.

The rotting and dark cellar was silent, and occasionally two rats passed by, only squeaking twice, and turned to continue looking for food.

Because Xiaoxi is still evolving, no one woke up Qi Yue in time this time, and those who fell into an epiphany couldn't feel the changes in the outside world at all.

One-day, two-day ...... Decameron...... Half a month has passed, it stands to reason that ordinary people have not eaten or drunk for so long, and they have starved to death without thirst, but every time he is on the verge of death, there will always be a clear stream gushing out of the dantian, reawakening vitality through the limbs and hundreds of bones, so that he survives again and again.

I don't know how many days have passed, and suddenly one day, Qi Yue's body suddenly skyrocketed, and the small cellar where he lived was shaken, and even the surrounding streets were inducted, but fortunately, no one found this remote place, otherwise it would definitely attract the attention of others.

But for the next period of time, this happened almost every few days, although it was not as powerful as the first time, but there was no doubt that his momentum was getting stronger and stronger, and some snakes, insects, rats and ants in the vicinity seemed to sense this power and fled from this place one after another.

A few days later, when a ray of sunlight shone on Qi Yue's face through the gap in the morning, his body seemed to react, and his closed eyes gradually opened, looking at the world in confusion.

The gloomy cellar, the smell of decay, and the memories of the past also came flooding in from the tide, and he slowly got up and moved his muscles, and then his stomach rumbled, and he realized that he hadn't eaten for a long time.

"I don't know how long it took this epiphany, that group should have already left" In order to prevent accidents, Qi Yue decided to be careful.

After looking at the height of the cellar, he jumped up with force under his feet, but as soon as he jumped together, he found that something was wrong, and his body seemed to have become a lot lighter, and he didn't use much force, so he almost jumped on the beam.

After landing, Qi Yue hurriedly looked inward at the dantian, and he didn't know that the internal force cloud that was the size of a fist in the original dantian had not only expanded several times to the size of a watermelon at this time, but also advanced to the late stage of the True Martial Realm, and what made him even more pleased was that the meridians around his body had been completely refined.

(To be continued.) )