Song Xing: I am cultivating immortals in Qingcheng Mountain

Chapter 181 Fierce Fight, Battle of Immortal Tour ([-])

East China Sea, Peerless City.

Qingmei Xiaojian came to Zhao Shouyi's hands again.

The light flickered on the small sword, and the tip of the sword swallowed an inch-long sword light.

Although the sword light is short, it makes people feel cold all over.

In the dark, it seems that a sharp sword without a scabbard suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth, showing its sharpness.

Below, the people of Wushuang City watched from afar, and before they really saw anything, they suddenly felt chills all over their bodies, shivered uncontrollably, and their hairs stood on end.

It's like being poured a bucket of ice cubes in the dog's head, and at the end the whole body trembles unconsciously.

At this moment, Zhao Shouyi's expression was stern, his eyes were steady, and there was no fluctuation.

Between the ups and downs of the breath, there is a great terror descending here.

The aura between the heaven and the earth was out of control, it began to fluctuate, and it became extremely irritable in a blink of an eye.

On the other side, Nangong Dingwu stood in mid-air, his whole body looked like a huge furnace rising into the sky.

The fiery breath is like an erupting volcano, and the scalding heat waves are rolling, like waves on the sea rushing outward one after another.

The breath fluctuates, even if you look at it from a distance, you can't help but take two steps back.

It seems that the sky is surging like a turbulent wave, but the red lotus industry is on fire.

"Looking back at the mountains where the snow is gone at dusk, the mountains are full of flowers!"

Zhao Shouyi watched this scene quietly, and frowned slightly, but there was no sign of panic. He murmured, and the sky and the earth suddenly opened.

An invisible force from the nothingness split the entire sky into two, even the blue and red sky were evenly matched, this was a sky-opening blow.

"Don't look back??"

Yin Luoxia was a little surprised. She remembered the first time she saw this sword, when she was in Xueyue City. She was unyielding, never forgetting, and never looking back. There were three swords in total, one for the whole world.

When "No Looking Back" was first seen, the heaven and the earth were united in force, the sound of thunder fell from the sky, the sea of ​​clouds was surging, and the light of the sword was like water, splitting mountains and cracking seas.

The sea of ​​clouds in Xueyue City was torn apart by a sword, and the sword energy even penetrated the sea of ​​clouds and went straight into Erhai Lake.

"Don't look back" is the third sword used by Zhao Shouyi, and its power is the strongest among these three swords.

But the current blow was even more outrageously tyrannical.

Before the sword was fully deployed, there was already such a movement.

The sky is like a blank sheet of paper, easily torn apart.

Dark clouds overwhelmed the city, about to destroy it, and the sword light appeared in Kunlun.

Everyone in Wushuang City was silent, and even Wushuang, who had always thought highly of himself, felt his heart was beating hard, as if it would jump out of his chest the next moment.

At this moment, Nangong Dingwu's body shook suddenly, and the sky trembled suddenly. There was no big movement, but his whole body shot out violently.

And just a few blinks after he left the spot, a beam of sword light pierced the sky like a bright sun.

"Om~~"

There was a chilling sound in heaven and earth, it was the sound of a sword cutting through the void.

But it was the young man standing in front of the sky, but his sword was so fast and ruthless that no one present, except Nangong Dingwu, saw it.

Seeing that Nangong Dingwu dodged his own blow, Zhao Shou stepped on his foot, and the figure flashed and disappeared in place with a whoosh.

But Nangong Dingwu, after all, is not the previous figures of the Great Happy Heaven Realm, but a real master of the Immortal Ascension Profound Realm.

Not only is his realm advanced, but he also has extremely rich combat experience.

At the moment of avoiding, he had already made a plan.

I saw Nangong Dingwu twisting his body, kicking the air like he was kicking the ground, stomping heavily, the sky was like a heavy drum, and there was a bang. After that, his whole body swayed and turned into a black line, facing Zhao Shou One rushed over.

Then I saw a fist, like an air cannon, which rang thirteen times in a row. The ringing sounded like firecrackers, crackling, and everyone who heard it felt scalp numb.

Faced with such an unknown blow, Zhao Shouyi naturally wouldn't take it, just like Nangong Dingwu didn't take the previous sword forcefully.

However, it was too late to say it, and just when Zhao Shouyi was about to withdraw and retreat, he saw Nangong Dingwu directly bullying him.

Zhao Shouyi was taken aback, good guy, this old man is so arrogant, although he is not yet in his prime, he is still a young man in the prime of his life, and he is also an old man after all.

There is a saying that "fist is afraid of young men, stick is afraid of old wolves; random punches will kill old masters."

"Little friend, it's boring to just escape!!"

Hearing what the other party said, Zhao Shouyi suddenly grinned.

"Old man, whoever escapes for a while is the grandson!!"

Nangong Dingwu's eyes lit up. From the sword just now, he noticed that the young man in front of him was extremely accomplished in swordsmanship, and his lethality could even match that of an old monster at the peak of Returning to True Realm. Now, in close combat, Some of the opponent's powerful moves are useless.

He even said that if he sticks tightly, the opponent's moves will be limited.

"Okay, that's a good point. To win is to be fair, and to lose is to be convinced!"

The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, three feet and seven inches, it is a sharp weapon for close combat, Nangong Dingwu wants to fight close to him, he has a good plan, but he has to be able to attack in order to do it.

If you are an expert with a sword, you will be invincible if you stand three feet in front of you.

Even if it is splashed with water, he can't get close. Although Zhao Shouyi is lacking in sword use, he does not have an advantage in close combat, but don't forget that the sword he is holding now is not those ordinary irons. It is a divine object, a treasure that can be refined.

Zhao Shouyi could automatically kill the enemy with a single movement of his mind. Now that he is holding it in his hand, it is only acting as a medium that can carry the sword's intent. It doesn't mean that the sword named Qingmei can only be used in this way.

Looking at Nangong Dingwu who had already arrived in front of him, Zhao Shouyi suddenly let go of the green plum in his hand, and turned to pinch the lotus imprint on his chest with his right hand, a faint halo appeared on his body surface.

Nangong Dingwu naturally noticed Zhao Shouyi's strangeness. He also guessed in his heart that this layer of halo appeared on Zhao Shouyi's body.

Besides, he didn't think that the faint shield on the opponent's body could block the punch he almost no longer reserved.

"clang!!"

A sound like a bell struck reverberated, and Nangong Dingwu's face changed suddenly. The right arm that punched had already started to feel a little numb. Looking at the faint halo in front of him, his face was full of surprise.

His fist, with hundreds of years of skill, can even destroy a mountain, but now it can't destroy this layer of shield.

"Damn it, what a fucking hell!!"

However, it was blocked, but Zhao Shouyi was still knocked out by the huge impact. Just when Nangong Dingwu was still hesitating whether to take advantage of the victory to pursue him, a faint clear shadow came behind him silently. , this thing is none other than the sword that Zhao Shouyi let go of before - Qingmei.

(End of this chapter)