Enter the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Qi raised his right hand high, holding the sword with his backhand, and the sword light surrounded his chest and abdomen, wrapping his torso.

Xiao Zong's long sword turned into a fierce sword light, like a heavy rain, pouring out from the sword force that was like the intersection of wind and clouds around. Normally speaking, such a sword force is difficult to defend. However, the sword light of Wang Qi's long sword was as soft as water light, and it turned and escaped lightly, drawing a scene like rain hitting banana leaves, and lightly deflected all of Xiao Zong's attacks.

Xiao Zong never expected that his newly realized realm would be frustrated the first time he made a move. He only felt that his self-esteem was damaged, and he was no longer merciful when he made a move in anger. The sword intent was like the sky, the sword force was like the wind, and the sword energy was like thunder. His spirit was attached to the long sword, and he evolved the cruelty of heaven's punishment in a small space.

Wang Qi's sword intent was incomprehensible. His sword intent seemed to be empty, mysterious and mysterious. [In fact, this time Wang Qi did not simulate or show any sword intention at all. Since it is "nothing", it is naturally "empty" and "mysterious\