In the beginning, I drew my sword a hundred thousand times

Chapter 61 The Power of Qingxuan
In an instant, the power of the sword pierced the sky, like the power of the extreme way, looking down on all living beings!

Above the void, there is awe-inspiring righteousness, sword energy soars to the sky, Taoism is natural, and it breaks through the sky.

The power of the law of the way of the sword continuously emerges towards the Qingxuan Swordmaster, and the space is constantly oppressed by the Qingxuan Swordmaster's aura, causing ups and downs.

This sword can open mountains and rivers!

This sword can open up the world!
The sword's momentum was directly approaching the nine heavens, and the sword light pierced through the clouds, arousing the visions of heaven and earth.

The next moment, the sword glow fell!

The sword is full of power and contains the truth of the Dao.

This sword is full of power to shake the world.

Moreover, there is an indescribably terrifying aura in the sword posture, including the supreme avenue.

The saint of Futian Holy Land who was dueling with him, sacrificed his halberd and also cut out a piece of supreme power, and confronted him.

A muffled thunder sounded, as if a more powerful explosion was brewing.

From time to time.

"Boom!"

The heavenly shock exploded, and with the sound, a spatial crack appeared in Nuoda's void, spanning thousands of miles.

And this space crack is constantly absorbing everything in this world, as if it wants to drag everything into this turbulent flow of time and space.

The mighty power of heaven and earth is constantly emerging, slowly repairing the cracks in this space.

Under the repair of the mighty force of heaven and earth, this space crack gradually recovered and disappeared.

Qingxuan Sword Saint erupted with a burst of power, like a rolling river, rushing in all directions, many people were blown away by this power, and there was a trace of scarlet on the corners of their mouths.

Between heaven and earth, the calmness of the past has returned. Above the void, there are no white clouds stretching across the sky, and above the earth, there are no beasts crying at dawn.

All of this looks so peaceful, like the tranquility after the storm.

on the battlefield.

The two figures are extra conspicuous.

One of the figures knelt and half-kneeled, with blood continuously spilling from his mouth, dripping on the ground and staining the ground red.

With slightly trembling hands, he supported the sword stuck upside down on the ground so that it would not fall.

And the other figure lay motionless on the ground, and it was unknown if it was dead. This figure seemed incomplete, missing half of its body.

And blood poured out continuously.

These two figures are the Qingxuan Sword Saint and the saint of Nafutian Holy Land.

Qin Feng sees everything that is happening right now, which makes Qin Feng feel amazed.

Qin Feng thought to himself, so this is the strongest blow of Qingxuan Sword Master?
Qingxuan Sword Master defeated the six saints by himself, which was beyond everyone's expectation.

The power of a sword blows half of this person's body.

After Qingxuan Sword Master used this sword, his physical strength was about to be exhausted.

The injury was also more serious.

It seemed that he was already unable to fight anymore, and even standing up was so difficult.

Only the last saint of the Holy Land of the Dog Days remains.

But now Qingxuan Sword Saint is already at the end of his battle.

Can he still create opportunities for Qin Feng?

Qin Feng was very worried at this time.

I can't wait to rush up to replace Qingxuan Sword Saint and fight the saint.

Even though he knew that he was bound to lose against the last true saint.

But at least he was sure that when the situation was not good, he would run away, thinking that the saint would not be able to catch up with him.

If you don't go at this time.

I'm afraid Qingxuan Sword Saint's life is not long!
"give up!"

"Antagonizing the Holy Land is a dead end!"

The last saint of Dog Days Holy Land stood up.

Qingxuan Sword Master used his sword to force himself not to fall, trembling slightly.

This sword is condensed by his cultivation base.

At this time, it is already faintly visible, as if it is about to lose its hold and is about to dissipate.

Although Qingxuan Sword Saint tried his best to straighten his body.

Still looked a little shaky.

Like an old man in his dying years, he is dying and may fall down at any time.

Qingxuan Sword Saint moved his lips hard.

"Sage Sanyan, if I remember correctly, you and I haven't seen each other for at least 2000 years, right?"

The last saint of this Futian Holy Land is named San Yan.

Saint Sanyan showed disdainful eyes.

Did not answer Qingxuan Sword Saint's words.

But Qingxuan Sword Saint smiled coldly.

"You were beaten by me all the time back then!"

"I thought you were autistic and couldn't think about it, and you died of yourself."

"I didn't expect you to join Futian Holy Land and become their guardian!"

"Ha ha!"

San Yan was upset for a while, these past events of Chen Zhima and rotten millet were now brought up in front of so many people, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

"Humph!"

"It was that year!"

"Now that you are at the end of your strength, don't you still want to defeat me?"

The corners of Qingxuan Sword Saint's mouth rose slightly.

"Try it and you'll know!"

As he spoke, he spat out another mouthful of old blood.

In this battle, Qingxuan Sword Saint will definitely lose!

Even life-threatening.

Seeing this, Qin Feng wanted to go up to take over Qingxuan Sword Saint.

Even if he was defeated, it would not cause Qingxuan Sword Saint to be injured again.

But just as he was about to leave, he received a voice transmission from the Qingxuan Sword Master.

"Don't act rashly, wait for the opportunity!"

Hearing this, Qin Feng stopped in his tracks.

"Old man, what the hell are you doing!"

above the void.

Sanyan's arms trembled, covered with a pair of gloves.

"Can you still laugh about it now?"

"Qing Xuan!"

"It's time to make a break between you and me!"

Qingxuan Sword Saint showed a difficult look, but the fighting spirit in his eyes still did not abate.

"bring it on!"

The voice just fell!

San Yan waved his fist and rushed towards him.

Take advantage of people's danger, do not talk about martial arts!
A violent force bloomed at this moment.

The power of the fist rises, and the wind howls.

Before a punch could arrive, the strong wind blew the Qingxuan Sword Saint tottering, as if he was about to fall at any moment.

But right now.

Qingxuan Sword Saint suddenly sneered.

"It's been so many years, don't you know what my background is?"

Hearing this, San Yan was taken aback.

What is the background of Qingxuan Sword Saint?
How could he not know?
From the beginning to the end, Qingxuan Sword Saint never used a sword.

Could it be that he didn't have a sword?No!

It's just that Qingxuan Sword Master doesn't need to use a sword at all.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't have a sword!
I saw Sword Master Qingxuan dissipate the condensed sword in his hand.

He raised his hand to Sanyan.

Shout out!
"Sword come!"

With one grasp of the void, he can open the gate of the underworld, and with a single blow of the sword, he can open the gate of heaven!

A crisp sword cry suddenly resounded.

A stream of light galloped out, quickly circled around Qingxuan Sword Master's hand, and then flew towards Sanyan.

All this happened in an instant, and there was no time to react.

Pfft!

A ray of light shot out directly from above his chest, penetrating through his back.

This made everyone dumbfounded, and did not expect this to happen at all.

After Qingxuan Sword Master used this sword, his breath began to sag, and he didn't poke up.

After Sanyan was hit by Qingxuan Sword Master's sword, he showed that painful expression.

But he just grunted, endured the severe pain, and continued to punch Qingxuan Sword Saint.

If this punch hit Qingxuan Sword Saint directly, according to his current state, he would definitely fall on the spot.

Everyone present raised their hearts to their throats.

Rumble!
A violent explosion of power swept across.

Ripples and fluctuations spread towards the surroundings.

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(End of this chapter)