Taiping Inn

When Li Xuandu saw Old Man Long admit it, he remembered the Earth Master Xu Wugui for no reason. More than one person in the world thinks that he is very similar to the great master Situ Xuance of that year. However, the biggest difference between him and Situ Xuance is that Situ Xuance met a ruthless opponent like Long, but he met a ruthless opponent. Xu Wugui, the earth master who cherishes talent, would have wanted to kill him from the beginning like Old Man Long, and he might not be the same as him today.

Thinking of this, Li Xuan turned his head and looked at Zhang Haishi and Situ Xuanluo. I don’t know if it was a coincidence. The person from Qing Weizong today happened to be two people who had a lot to do with Situ Xuance, one of whom was Situ Xuance’s junior brother. Zhang Haishi, one is Situ Xuanlei, the brother of Situ Xuance. At this time, Zhang Haishi and Situ Xuanlei had no expression on their faces. I don’t know if they had already learned about the information in advance or were cunning and deep.

Old Man Long said, "Mr. Li Xiao said just now that Mr. Song and Mr. Li are not equal, so can I be equal to Mr. Li?"

Li Xuan did not rush to speak, but looked at Li Daoxu.

He didn't know what Li Daoxu meant to break through his old grudges at this time, whether he wanted to break up with Old Man Long with the Yuxu Sword, or had other ideas.

Li Daoxu said: "Now, in the Confucian sect, whether it is a high priest or a hermit, you must respect you. Today, you and I will be responsible for the arbitration. We will make a break from the old grudges in that day."

"Very good, great." Old Man Long gently paused the dragon-head crutch in his hand, "Since that's the case, then start fighting the sword. I wonder who the first formation in the sect is?"

For fairness, Yuxu Fighting Sword has a rule, for example, the first formation is that the Taoist sect first selects the people who fight, and the Confucian sect behind the Confucian sect to fight, and the second formation is that the people who fight, and the Confucian sect to fight, and the Confucian sect to fight, the Confucian sect to fight. The door first selects the fighter, and then repeats itself. At this time, Old Man Long asked, "He wanted the Confucian Sect to select the people who fight, and the Taoist Sect to select the people who fight first."

Since the Taoist sect first chooses the battle, in order to prevent the inferior horse from being replaced by the superior horse, Li Xuandu and Qin Qing must not be able to play. They both want to take the lead, but it is not good if they lose the first battle. , this candidate should not be too weak.

At this moment, Zhang Haishi, holding a bamboo stick, stepped forward and said lightly: "Let me leave it to the first round."

Li Daoxu nodded slightly. To be fair, as long as it is not the Longevity Realm, Zhang Haishi will have the power to fight.

A person followed the Confucian camp. He was the Qinghe lay Buddhist who most often walked in the world among the seven hermits. Although he was defeated by Li Xuandu in the battle at the Wanxiang Academy, Li Xuandu was an alien after all. , cannot be used to argue it based on the constant.

In his palm, Mr. Qinghe held a long sword with the head of a crane. He walked slowly to the open space between the two camps, looked at Zhang Haishi, and said, "I have heard of Mr. Haishi's tides in the world for a long time. Sword', but today I have to learn it."

Zhang Haishi said: "The seven hermits of Confucianism have hidden their heads and exposed their tails, but they are actually seven villains. That day, Zen Master Hu had already been executed in the Dabaoen Temple, and there are still six of you left. Zhang is not talented, so he is willing to kill another person and sacrifice to my elder brother. The Spirit in Heaven.”

When Mr. Qinghe heard him say this, his face became gloomy and said coldly: "You have to see if you have this ability. Be careful to follow your senior brother's footsteps."

Before he finished speaking, the two men suddenly rose.

A rapid sword light flashed through the green bamboo in Zhang Hai's stone palm, and the "Sword in the Bamboo" had been unsheathed. In an instant, two long swords fought each other countless times, only one

A series of fine and rapid sounds of metal and stone collisions sounded, like a storm. Suddenly, it stopped again, and the sound of sea tides sounded between the sky and the earth. But where did the tide come from in this world? The next moment, countless sword lights appeared out of thin air, sweeping over like a big wave. Fortunately, the Yuxu Peak is wide enough, and the Confucian and Taoist sides are far apart, so that they will not hurt others.

Among the heavy sword lights, a huge green lotus slowly bloomed. No matter how the sword energy tide hit, the green lotus never waved. The sword energy tide hit the petals of the green lotus and immediately shattered into countless lights and fog. The subtle sword energy.

But the great tide of sword energy does not decline again and again, but continues, just like the water of the four seas, as the sun and the moon rise and fall in the east, the tide comes and goes, and the tide rises and falls, and it remains unchanged for thousands of years. How can it be exhausted? reason.

Zhang Haishi's "Swords of the Four Seas Tides" was realized by observing the East China Sea tide. It was intended to be the way of opening and singular, not just being quick and radical, but it was somewhat similar to the soft Tai Chi path of Shenxiao Sect.

If Zhang Haishi's sword is like the sea, then Qinghe lay Buddhist is like a mountain. Let the storm waves slam the shore and the mountain walls remain indifferent, but the storm waves shatter into thousands of layers of white snow.

After the sword energy receded like a tide, Qinghe layman waved his long sword in his hand, and the energy on the sword condensed into "beads" the size of human heads rolled to the ground, like big beads falling on a jade plate.

Two completely different sword energy continued to collide and annihilate. After both of them disappeared, there was no sign of Zhang Haishi and Qinghe lay Buddhists.

Those who watched the game subconsciously searched for the traces of Zhang Haishi and Qinghe lay Buddhists, including those pseudo-immortals who had just escaped from the "Xuandu Purple Mansion". However, most people could not find the two people, only Li Daoxu, Qin Qing, Li Xuandu, Song Zheng and Long, only a few people noticed the two people.

At this time, the two had already flown into the sky wind. Above Yuxu Peak, the sky wind was raging. Even the immortal realm could not fly in the sky wind for a long time. Moreover, the higher the altitude, the greater the power of the sky wind. When it reached the highest point, it was close to the wind disaster among the three disasters of earthly immortals. Zhang Haishi and Qinghe Jushi certainly did not dare to fly too high, so they fought fiercely in the sky wind at the bottom. However, this was a lose-lose ending. You must know that the sky wind does not distinguish between enemies and friends, nor does it hurt the outside, but hurts the inside, blowing from the fontanelle into the six internal organs, passing through the dantian, penetrating the nine orifices, and the bones and flesh are sparse, and the body is self-disintegrated. So the two seemed to have no injuries, even their clothes were intact, but in fact their internal organs had been injured to varying degrees.

After a while, Bai Xiushang and others also noticed where the two were, and looked up.

Xiao Shiyu whispered: "Is this a real fire?"

Bai Xiushang nodded silently.

Qin Su said: "If this goes on, I'm afraid the two of us will melt into the wind together."

Bai Xiushang pondered and said: "It shouldn't be like this."

As soon as the voice fell, the two people fell rapidly and returned to the ground from the air.

As the two fell together, there was also a huge aftermath of the qi, which shook the white snow on the snow peaks into the air, whistling and swaying, as if a heavy snow was swaying.

After Qinghe Jushi landed, he slashed with another sword.

The wind and snow in the sky were separated by this sword.

Strange phenomena appeared in the sky.

Zhang Haishi waved his sleeves, and countless pocket flying swords flew out of his sleeves.

The "Sword Sutra" said that in the way of controlling swords, there is no sword that cannot be used, and nothing cannot be a sword. The art of controlling swords requires nurturing a sword embryo to cast a flying sword, and feeding the flying sword with one's own essence and blood to give birth to spirituality, so that the mind can communicate and drive it with qi. At Zhang Haishi's level, it is not difficult to control thousands of flying swords with the sword-controlling technique. And Qingwei Sect is the world's number one sword-making sect, not to mention hundreds of flying swords, even thousands of flying swords can be produced.

In a flash, hundreds of flying swords were suspended in the air, black and white. A sword is a point, falling in the air and taking root.

Zhang Haishi put his two fingers together like a sword and gently wiped it.

A total of 361 swords were suspended in the air, and the prototype of a "chessboard" gradually emerged in everyone's sight, with 19 vertical and horizontal lines, 181 black pieces, 180 white pieces, a total of 361, and the extra point in the middle is Tianyuan. Zhang Haishi himself stood at the Tianyuan position. With his action, the sword energy rushed into the sky, and the wind and snow could not enter.

Qinghe Layman showed up, showing no fear. He just held the sword in front of him and said calmly, "I've heard about the sword-controlling skills of Qingwei Sect for a long time. Today I see it, it's really good."

Zhang Haishi sneered lightly, as if to say that you are worthy of saying the three words Qingwei Sect.

Qinghe Layman handed out a sword, and the aura was so powerful that the clouds and snow were dispersed. The wind, snow and clouds in the sky were forced to disperse by this sword, like an immortal splitting the sea of ​​clouds in two, half of the rolling sea of ​​clouds retreated to the left, and half to the right, leaving a blank gully in the middle with a width of a hundred feet, which was the sword mark.

"The Book of Rites" says: You must wear a sword. Since ancient times, gentlemen have worn swords, so people in the Confucian school use swords as weapons, and they are not inferior to Taoists in the way of swordsmanship. As a top master in the Confucian school, Qinghe Layman's attainments in swordsmanship are naturally very good.

This sword crossed the entire "chessboard" and collided with hundreds of flying swords suspended in the air, with a continuous sound that pierced the eardrums.

However, this sword still did not break through the chessboard. No matter how unmatched the sword energy and sword intention were, it still disappeared three feet away from Zhang Haishi. The "dropping" swords suspended in the air were damaged, and Zhang Haishi quickly replaced them with new flying swords in his sleeves.

The expression on Qinghe Jushi's face was extremely calm, as if he had expected this. The majestic sword just now was just a test.

At this time, Zhang Haishi's pupils could no longer be seen in his eyes, leaving only the endless starry sky, in which the stars disappeared, and the stars moved. The "sword in the bamboo" in his hand moved forward a little, like a chess player dropping a piece.

The stars appeared in the daytime, and the stars were like a chessboard.

The stars were scattered.

In broad daylight, it actually outlined a vast starry sky that could only be seen under the night sky.

The "stars" kept changing their positions, seemingly without any rules to follow, but wherever they went, the light faded, and even the sound disappeared, and the surrounding environment began to transform into the starry sky.

This is Li Xuandu's "Twenty-Eight Swords of the Southern Dipper". Zhang Haishi helped Li Xuandu perfect the swordsmanship, and naturally learned the "Twenty-Eight Swords of the Southern Dipper". Moreover, Zhang Haishi made some changes based on Li Xuandu's, expanding the number from twenty-eight to three hundred and sixty-one, so there was this huge sword formation in front of us that used three hundred and sixty-one swords.

After a while, the sword formation was completed, covering most of the sky. There was no snow and fog on Yuxu Peak, and you could see the starry sky when you looked up.

It was spectacular.