The Heavens: Starting from the Monk of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 92 Divine Sword Royal Lightning True Secret
"Hmph, Nephew Luo really treats everyone equally!"

Taoist Cangsong's face was livid, and the more he watched the game, the angrier he became.

What the hell, when he was fighting with Qi Hao yesterday, he used a unique move as soon as he came up, forcing Qi Hao to avoid it.

Looking at today's game again, it was like playing. After playing for a long time, this guy just didn't have the upper hand at all.

"Senior Brother Cangsong, you just hope that my disciple will be injured?"

Master Shuiyue slapped the armrest of the stool, and he couldn't help but burst into anger.

Could it be that Lu Xueqi, like Qi Hao, had to be seriously injured by one blow in order to be satisfied?

"Mr. Nephew Luo humbly lets his sweetheart get in the way of Senior Brother Cangsong?"

Tian Buyi was already extremely upset.

Especially looking at Tian Ling'er, standing with Qihao again at this moment, he couldn't suppress his anger.

However, he couldn't get angry with his own daughter, so he had no choice but to spread it on Taoist Cangsong.

This is also rare for him to be on the same front as Master Shuiyue.

"The Daozi of Tongtian Peak, who is dignified, is easily confused by a woman. He is not worthy of the indomitable Dragon Slaying Sword at all in such a grand event as the Qimai Martial Arts Competition."

Taoist Cangsong's eyes grew colder.

In his opinion, the use of the Dragon Slaying Sword by Luo Qingyang completely tarnished the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon.

"you"

Master Shuiyue was out of breath.

She wanted to yell out that Luo Qingyang was her senior brother Wan's disciple, who was passed on by the previous master of Dragon Slaying Sword.

Apart from Wan Jianyi, no one is more suitable for Zhan Longjian than Luo Qingyang.

But when she thought about the plan that Lu Xueqi had said back then, her voice stopped abruptly and she did not continue to speak.

Although she didn't know what the plans of Senior Brother Wan and the others were, she absolutely couldn't do anything wrong.

"All of you are hundreds of years old, how can you bicker in front of all your disciples?"

As soon as Master Daoxuan opened his mouth, he made both parties quiet down.

Going on, he might have to say something, he already suspected Master Shuiyue and knew about the existence of Wan Jianyi.

All this is under Luo Qingyang's control, but not under his control. After all, he doesn't have so many supernatural powers.

"Everyone, don't say a few words. From the very beginning, Martial Nephew Luo's move was exactly the same as Xue Qi's, with the faint intention of giving pointers."

Suru has been watching the game, carefully observing the battle between the two.

Unlike other games, this time Luo Qingyang did not use powerful swordsmanship and Taoism.

Every move he made was the same as Lu Xueqi's, two identical techniques, but they were different in the ring.

Slowly, Luo Qingyang had gained the upper hand, but he only used the aura strength of the ninth level of the Jade Qing Realm.

That is to say, he only gave way to Lu Xueqi, who was at the peak of the Jade Qing Realm, and gradually gained the upper hand.

"Nephew Luo's understanding is extraordinary, even if it is the simplest Taoism, in his hands, there is also a supernatural skill."

Uncle Zeng watched carefully as the two fought evenly.

It can be seen that in front of truly gifted disciples, no matter how hard they try, it is difficult to make up for it.

"Senior Nephew Qingyang's combat experience and grasp of timing are much better than Nephew Lu's."

Shang Zhengliang, the first seat of Chaoyang Peak, also agrees with Zeng Shuchang's opinion very much.

Both genius boys and girls can see the gap between them when they really fight.

On the other hand, in the arena, Lu Xueqi's spiritual energy was almost exhausted.
She knew in her heart that she was not Luo Qingyang's opponent, but the champion of Qimai martial arts was always the honor that the master wanted.

It was also the appeal of the entire Xiaozhufeng, so she couldn't give up such an opportunity just because the other party was Luo Qingyang.

Then, let Senior Brother Qingyang experience her Divine Sword Yu Lei Zhen Jue!
"Senior Brother Qingyang, be careful."

Lu Xueqi reminded solemnly.

On this day, the master has waited for 60 years, and she must do her best, and she must lose calmly if she loses.

"Junior sister Lu can do her best, and senior brother can handle it."

Luo Qingyang nodded.

Looking at the stubborn Lu Xueqi in front of him, he understood her emotions very well.

Xiaozhufeng poured too much into her body, and there is nothing wrong with her wanting to repay Master Shuiyue.

Even, this kind of girl who knows how to repay her kindness is one of the reasons why Luo Qingyang likes her.

At this moment, Lu Xueqi was dressed in fluttering white clothes, like a real fairy.

Her figure floated in the wind, the sharp sword waved, and there was a sharp sound. In an instant, the wind and cloud gathered and surrounded her.

Her jet-black hair fluttered in the wind, caressing her fair face, but there was no more blood.

Lu Xueqi took a deep breath, walked seven steps in a row, and danced like a fairy in the clouds.

Before she opened her mouth to chant the mantra, the sky was already full of wind and clouds, a huge whirlpool, trembling crazily.

"Jiutian Xuansha, turned into divine thunder. Huanghuang Tianwei, lead it with a sword!"

The ancient spell echoed mysteriously in the sky, and that white figure was reflected in Luo Qingyang's eyes, but it was as faint as water.

A huge and deep vortex spun rapidly in the sky, with lightning and thunder, and the howling of the wind.

Lu Xueqi stood alone in the air, dressed in white.

Qing Yunmen's supreme thaumaturgy "Excalibur Yu Lei Zhen Jue" in her hands is full of majesty and power.

The fluctuations she caused were far more vast than what Luo Qingyang used on the clear water pool.

Lu Xueqi's face was pale, and after a long howl, the sky was full of lightning, shouting loudly, spreading far away, as if tearing the sky and the earth apart.

In the depths of the clouds, countless electric lights gathered, and the sound of thunder roared in the sky.

In a moment, in the depths of the huge vortex in the sky, terrifying electric lights gathered and shot down into the sky, landing on the Tianya Sword.

The incomparably dazzling light seemed to fall on her hands, with unmatched power.

"Sword and Thunder Realm!"

Reverend Daoxuan rubbed himself up from his seat, and looked at Lu Xueqi in surprise.

He never thought that in the entire Qingyun Sect, there were still young disciples who surprised him.

Relying on her cultivation at the peak of the Jade Qing Realm, she successfully performed Qingyunmen Zhenpai's thaumaturgy.

Apart from Luo Qingyang, Lu Xueqi's talent might rank among the leaders of Qingyun's younger generation.

"Junior Sister Shuiyue is so bold."

Taoist Cangsong's complexion became even more ugly.

For a long time, the Divine Sword Yu Lei Zhen Jue has been Qingyun thaumaturgy that can only be learned in the upper Qing Dynasty.

Shuiyue dared to teach Lu Xueqi in Yuqingjing, she must have a lot of courage.

Even the current Qi Hao doesn't know this kind of thaumaturgy, so it can be seen that Lu Xueqi's talent is by no means ordinary.

"With my courage, how can I compare with senior brother Daoxuan, and nephew Luo learned this thaumaturgy at the age of ten, Xueqi is far behind."

Master Shuiyue said very modestly.

But those present, who didn't know that Luo Qingyang fell in love with Lu Xueqi, and would count her as the person of Xiaozhufeng in the future.

When Lu Xueqi took over as the head of Xiaozhufeng, wouldn't Luo Qingyang still help his wife?

"What is this kid doing? He didn't use the Divine Sword and Thunder Control Technique?"

Tian Buyi frowned, listening to Shuiyue, this kid learned that thaumaturgy since he was ten years old.

As a result, the current Lu Xueqi had finished using the Divine Sword Yu Lei Zhen Jue, and this guy was still standing there, as if she was dumbfounded.

"Amitabha!"

Luo Qingyang inserted the Dragon Slaying Sword by his side, clasping his hands together in front of him.

The dazzling golden light gradually manifested from his body and spread to the surroundings.

A golden bell several feet high shrouded his body, protecting him tightly.

"Dafan Prajna?"

Taoist Cangsong's complexion suddenly changed.

He looked up in disbelief, the person who revealed the secret of Tianyin Temple was actually Luo Qingyang, Taoist son of Tongtian Peak.

(End of this chapter)