Legend of the Great Sage

With a wave of Li Qingshan's right hand, the broken wall shattered, and Fu Qingjin turned into dots of blue light that flew around Li Qingshan and merged into Fu Qingjin's face, saying: "You think you are strong enough, but in fact, you are alone and helpless. ]”

"Fu Qingjin, you really like to talk nonsense, strong and weak life and death, you can't just say it with your mouth, let's use your sword to speak!" Li Qingshan laughed loudly, the bloody knife danced wildly, precisely slashing every point of blue light, and the blue light made another point It is two, more and more chaotic, the light of the sword follows the shape like a shadow, and cuts on it at the same time, the blue light divides into four, and the light of the sword also divides.

The sword light burst out wildly, but Li Qingshan's eyes were clear and calm, with a slight blue light. Time seems to be pulled by a cart, becoming extremely slow, and the trajectory of every bit of blue light becomes extremely clear.

Clang! There was a sound of gold and iron, and the Qingxu sword synthesized by thousands of points of blue light collided with the blood knife. Fu Qingjin flew back, slightly startled, and the calm look on his face finally disappeared: "The realm of subtleties!"

Fu Qingjin's strength is not only derived from the Qingxu Sword, but also from the deep accumulation of the Hidden Sword Palace, which provides elite education to the disciples selected by thousands of people.

If the Hundred Schools of Classics and the Small Schools are similar to ordinary schools, then the Hidden Sword Palace is a training class for geniuses. In ordinary schools, those who can memorize the formulas by heart and use them flexibly are regarded as good students, but the latter must understand the formula itself under the guidance of the teacher to be considered qualified. [Ye*zi] [Yu*you] The same realm, but the strength is definitely different. Even if Fu Qingjin only holds an ordinary spirit sword, it is difficult for ordinary foundation-builder cultivators to defeat him.

"The Realm of Subtlety, is that what you call it?"

After Li Qingshan cultivated to the fourth level of the spirit turtle. Being able to experience the birth and death of a thought in extreme tranquility, there are infinite subtle changes, using it on the turtle demon pill, you can detect good and bad more keenly, and using the turtle armor to reflect the enemy's attack, just now he It is used in saber techniques to force Fu Qingjin back. I can't tell if this is a talent or what, today. Finally, Fu Qingjin gave an explanation.

"I have to admit that you are indeed able to threaten my enemy. I usually give some respect to such an enemy, but this is not your luck." Fu Qingjin's eyes are like swords, and the fingers of his left hand are like swords. The Qingxu sword in his right hand pointed backwards obliquely.

Li Qingshan slashed down with a single blow, the blood-red saber that looked like a prickly horse rushed and reversed. Bloody. The illusion of the Qingxu was reflected in red.

"Green Ruins Tribulation. Wan Jiansheng!" Fu Qingjin groaned in a low voice, a sword stabbed out, the green light collided fiercely with the blade, and the blue light pierced through the blade in a flash, piercing Li Qingshan's eyebrows.

Li Qingshan turned his head to avoid it, and stepped forward, where he would set foot. Suddenly a Qingxu sword shot up into the sky, and his footsteps turned. Leaning back, the sword light passed by. Before his feet landed, streaks of blue light burst out of the ground, and one sword was faster than the other. []

Li Qingshan's footsteps are light and changeable,

Shuttle through the sword light, like a tiger walking in a dense forest, striding forward steadily, his eyes fixed on Fu Qingjin all the time.

The sword light became denser. He waved the blood knife casually, opened a path in the dense forest, and laughed loudly: "Is this my misfortune? Then I am really lucky."

Fu Qingjin smiled: "The good show has just begun." He pinched the sword formula and pointed at Kong. A pair of Qingxu swords flew into the air, suspended there, turned their heads together, pointed the tip of the sword at Li Qingshan, turned into a rain of swords, groaned and fell sharply.

Li Qingshan frowned, turned sharply, and danced the blood knife into a ball of knife wheels, swinging the sword rain, and the sound of fierce metal collisions was endless.

However, the sword rain seems to be endless. With Li Qingshan as the core, countless Qingxu swords are neatly arranged in a circle of sword arrays. They fly from every angle and direction. Even if they are knocked out, they just adjust their direction. rearrange.

Fu Qingjin just smiled faintly, seeing Li Qingshan's figure gradually being submerged by the Qingxu Sword.

With a long roar of the tiger demon, the sound suppressed the clouds, and the sword formation paused, Li Qingshan spread the Fengshen wings and broke through the formation, dodged to the sky above Fu Qingjin, and chopped off his head.

Before the light of the saber fell, Fu Qingjin turned into a blue light and scattered, merging into the Qingxu swords. Countless Qingxu swords merged into a long dragon, flashing with sparkling blue light, and rushed towards it.

Placing the blue light on the sword, even with the bloody sword in his hand, Li Qingshan would not be able to hurt himself. But in the illusion of Qingxu, Fu Qingjin's strength can be continuously replenished, but Li Qingshan's connection with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is completely cut off.

Fu Qingjin was invincible from the very beginning, so he was able to talk to Li Qingshan with ease, like a hunter watching his prey in a trap. And Li Qingshan was in mid-air, unable to use even the innate supernatural powers of the divine power of the earth, he really seemed to be caught in a trap.

At the critical juncture, Li Qingshan's eyes suddenly became clear, and the blood knife that he relied on to confront Qingxu Sword fell down, as if he had given up the confrontation with Fu Qingjin. It's nothing special, a punch is thrown out, every inch it advances, it seems to be paused, and then it gets bigger, at first glance, it seems to be a sense of sluggishness.

Fu Qingjin smiled inwardly, confronting the Qingxu Sword with flesh and blood, is this the last madness of a trapped beast?

The moment the fists and swords collided, an unexpected scene happened. The hilt of the Qingxu sword was shattered. Before the tip of the sword even touched Li Qingshan's fist, it was shattered by an invisible force, and the blade was shattered. In an instant, even the blue light in it was extinguished bit by bit.

Cracks spread rapidly, and wherever they reached, ruins and walls collapsed, shattering into a piece of blue light. The roar spread hundreds of miles away, and it was louder than the roar of the tiger demon, as if ringing an invisible bell.

The corner of Li Qingshan's mouth curled up, he didn't use the most destructive shock force all this time, just to wait for this opportunity. With the fine-grained state, the power of the shock is superimposed layer by layer, even a mountain can collapse.

Li Qingshan smashed the sword dragon completely in one go, and all the swords were destroyed in an instant, revealing the Qingxu sword's body. Li Qingshan grinned, transforming all the monster energy into shocking power, and poured it into the Qingxu sword.

With a trembling sound, the Qingxu Sword flew back into Fu Qingjin's hand. He was wearing a worn-out blue shirt, which became tattered, without any trace of chic, and his face was even more bloodless, and his vitality was seriously injured. In the illusion of Qingxu, he scattered the deity into a little bit of blue light, originally to avoid damage, but instead let Li Qingshan's shocking power fully exert its destruction.

But the damage to the Qingxu sword directly touched his heart, and made him even more frightened and angry. He stared and said: "What kind of power is this?"

"Ask the King of Hades!" Li Qingshan pounced forward and turned into his original form of more than ten feet, with a bronze head and iron forehead, sharp teeth and sharp claws, like a black devil tiger, roaring wildly. With a hook of the tiger's tail, he rolled up the blood knife, turned into a blurred blood shadow, and slashed towards Fu Qingjin's waist. The tiger's claw pounced, the power of the shock was ready to go, and there were murderous weapons all over his body.

"Monster!" Fu Qingjin yelled sharply, the surrounding ruins twisted into a blue light, and the entire Qingxu illusion turned into a sea of ​​sword energy, surging towards Li Qingshan. (to be continued) RQ