Please Kill the Demon

"This is clearly my sword sect's way of slashing the void. He has already comprehended it so far? He didn't show it at all in the battle for hegemony before. Did he just wait for the battle of the imperial city before using it to attack the enemy?" the tall emperor said. Above the city, Li Laoba, the grand master of Jianzong, was present at the table, and made a sincere evaluation of Chu Liang's sword, "This boy is so terrifying."

"Oh?" The Jiuyi Immortal next to him had a smile on his lips, "The old sword master has a high opinion of Chu Liang, has his kendo attainment reached the point where you are amazed by it?"

"If he is a sword cultivator who has practiced for a year, it is not surprising that he has such a comprehension. But he is only at this age, and he can comprehend the Dao of Zhanxu to such a degree. In my time, it was even worse. Far." Li Laoba said: "I am naturally amazed at this."

"But as far as I know, it's not because Chu Liang didn't practice the Zhanxu swordsmanship because he was clumsy, but because he just realized it a few days ago." Immortal Jiuyi said humanely.

"This is absolutely impossible." Li Laoba shook his head.

Although Immortal Jiuyi is the eighth realm Tianyuan in the forefront of the world, but in the way of swordsmanship, Li Laoba, the sword master, is naturally more authoritative, so he is quite confident.

"Impossible?" Immortal Jiuyi asked again.

"There are sword marks left by our ancestor Li Sheng on the back mountain of my Jianzong. Even the most talented disciple of my Jianzong has to contemplate Li Sheng's sword marks for three years before he can suddenly realize the complete Dao of Zhanxu." Li Laoba said solemnly, "This is a monstrous generation that has been rarely seen for hundreds of years. If it is an ordinary swordsman genius, it may take ten years to visualize."

"Even if you say that Chu Liang is better than all the disciples of our Sword Sect since ancient times, can he still have a stronger understanding than Li Sheng's Dao Yun?"

Li Laoba's words made Immortal Jiuyi silent for a while.

He didn't understand why Chu Liang had an epiphany in the mirror sky gossip before, but after hearing these words, he suddenly seemed to have a clear understanding.

The origin of Jingtian gossip has always been rumored to be related to Li Sheng.

Legend has it that Li Sheng once fought with heaven and man, beheading all kinds of artifacts, and the Bagua Pan, the predecessor of Jingtian Bagua, also fell into the mortal world at that time.

Is it possible that Chu Liang realized this when he saw Li Sheng's figure in the mirror sky gossip?

Jingtian gossip can connect the two worlds of reality and reality, and reflect the past and present for thousands of years. Maybe it is because of the figure of Li Sheng in the past. It's just that even he can't mobilize these dusty ancient lights and shadows. There must be something triggered to make Jingtian gossip reflect everything in the virtual world.

Could it be that there is something ancient on Chu Liang's body?

"Alas." While he was thinking, he heard Li Laoba sigh again, "It's a pity that this Chu Liang is not a disciple of my Sword Sect, but this peerless talent was wasted for nothing."

"Shushan swordsmanship was also famous all over the world, so it shouldn't be wasted." Immortal Jiuyi chuckled lightly.

"Shushan sword cultivators have always cultivated the Jueyun Dao, and both Jueyun and Tai'a are full of flowers. Since ancient times, masters have emerged in large numbers, regardless of the school." Li Laoba said again: "The way to cut the virtual is only in my sword. Do you know why you can ascend to Tianyuan under the sect?"

"Why?" Immortal Nine Doubts followed him and asked.

"Because the Dao of Zhanxu has been out of the ninth realm, the strongest Daoyun of Zhanxu in the world is left on the ancient Chunyang sword used by Li Sheng." Li Laoba said: "The Daoyun obtained by visualizing the sword marks , In any case, it can't compare with the Guanxiang Chunyang ancient sword, so Tianyuan, who has cut the emptiness since ancient times, is absolutely impossible to fall apart."

"So that's the case." Immortal Jiuyi sighed with emotion.

"Thus, although Chu Liang has already comprehended the complete Dao of Zhanxu, if he enters the seventh realm and asks about it, he will be cut off from the road ahead. Unless he chooses another Dao or..." Li Laoba suddenly smiled, "Change the court .”

"I can ask about it in the future." He pondered and said, "If he is willing to leave Shushan and join my endless sword sect after the Immortal Gate Conference, I'd be more than happy to give him the ancient Chunyang sword to contemplate ...Even directly train him as the successor of the head teacher. There are many unreliable teachings in Shushan, so he must be moved."

Immortal Nine Doubts responded with a smile: "Hehe."

...

In the corridor city, fierce battles are in full swing. Although Chu Liang won the fastest, it was not impossible for anyone to catch up.

After all, although there are no underdogs in the Imperial City, everyone knows that there are still some weak players among them.

Like Sanjuegu and Tianwangzong, except for the top disciples Luo Yao and Feng Chaoyang, the rest of the disciples are more or less weak. When encountering these disciples, the strong will choose to win quickly in order to save their own fighting time.

However, facing an opponent of Xu Bao's level like Chu Liang, he was able to win as quickly as possible, and his gold content was very different from those who abused food.

The reason is not that Chu Liang's strength completely crushed Xu Bao, but that sword repair competitions have always been like this, simply and neatly, without leaving room.

Either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overwhelms the east wind.

If Xu Bao's swordsmanship is better than that of Chu Liang, then the final result will be Xu Bao's one-hit victory.

While Chu Liang was fighting Xu Bao, Ling Ao was facing a powerful enemy not far away.

The person opposite looked like a child in his early ten years old, but he had a condescending arrogance, his eyes seemed to be looking down, and the corner of his mouth curled into a sinister smile.

"People from Mount Shu..." Qi Lin'er said with a chuckle, "Before I seek revenge on Chu Liang, let me vent my anger with you."

"Will it be your turn to find Chu Liang?" Ling Ao said indifferently: "He only slaps you with one slap, and slaps a fly with one slap."

"Hmph!" Qi Lin'er snorted coldly, "Later they told me that Chu Liang must have used some kind of elixir that overdraws Qihai and Shouyuan. I don't believe he dared to use it here. It's a fair fight. He must be beaten until he cries for his father and mother."

At this moment, a notification voice came from the high wall: "Shushan Chuliang, defeat Endless Sword Sect Xu Bao!"

A notification made Qi Liner fall silent for a while.

Ling Ao shrugged, "See the difference?"

Qi Lin'er frowned in anger, stomped hard on her right foot, and rushed over like a crossbow arrow!

He wants a quick fight!

Bang——

Ling Ao had already reacted, and the dragon's blood flames ignited immediately, and a dragon-shaped phantom appeared behind him, and golden flames ignited in both eyes!

While Chu Liang, Jiang Yuebai, and Xu Ziyang's strength was advancing by leaps and bounds, Ling Ao actually never stopped moving forward. Slower perhaps, but he was never discouraged.

The so-called heaven rewards hard work, hard work has never been let down.

boom!

Qi Lin'er's figure was almost an afterimage, when he punched, Ling Ao also punched back, the fists collided, and the sound of explosion resounded through the corridor!

Plop——

The difference is that Qi Lin'er stepped back a few steps and landed on the ground, while Ling Ao was thrown tens of feet and hit the ground. But the same thing is that both of them bounced back at the same time and punched each other again!

boom--

In terms of speed and strength, Ling Ao blessed by burning blood was not inferior to Qi Lin'er, but the only difference was that his physical strength was not strong enough.

This cannot be strengthened by external methods, it must be supplemented with the physical body. Maybe he was good enough for others, but he couldn't stand against someone who was as physically strong as himself.

This time, Qi Lin'er still took a few steps back.

But Ling Ao flew upside down for more than ten feet, and once again smashed a big hole in the ground.

"Hey..." He bounced up again and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's really impossible to fight hard."

Qi Lin'er was born with copper skin and iron bones, and Chu Liang and Yang Shenlong were blessed with the acquired dragon qi and blood. If they want to raise their physical bodies to the level of monsters, they must have these adventures.

But Ling Ao is just an ordinary practitioner. The greatest adventure in his life was to go to the Huanlong Pond to beg for a dragon's blood. Other than that, it's all about penance.

But who said that ascetics can't stand out?

call--

When Qi Lin'er's fist hit again, this time, Ling Ao chose to dodge.

He turned his footsteps slightly, and avoided the punch sideways. At the same time, he grabbed Qi Lin'er's wrist with his left hand, and cut it off with his right hand pointing like a knife!

Boom!

Because of Qi Lin'er's short stature, this palm cut directly at the back of his neck, and immediately smashed him face-to-face. But it was not the earth that greeted him, but Ling Ao's knees.

Snapped--

This knee bump was planned for a long time, and it was so powerful that it almost bent Qi Lin'er's head and neck at a right angle, and his eyes were lost for a moment.

Qi Lin'er, who was hit hard, could only subconsciously push Ling Ao's body a few feet away, leaping backwards, and fell into a daze when he landed.

This is also thanks to his strong physical body, even if an ordinary cultivator encounters this blow, even ten heads are not enough to shatter.

Even so, Qi Lin'er was dizzy for a while before he could barely see the figure in front of him.

This turned out to be a martial arts technique, which seemed to be simple, but contained a lot of hard work. But Shushan disciples shouldn't be good at this.

Qi Lin'er wanted to say something, but then remembered, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't seem to know your name yet?"

The inch-headed boy on the opposite side smiled slightly, stretched out one arm, and put on a posture, "Shu Shan, Ling Ao!"