Song Xing: I am cultivating immortals in Qingcheng Mountain

Chapter 427: Qianluo's fierce battle is unparalleled, and the Ming Dynasty's Suzaku appears

"Ding!!!"

"Ding!!!"

……

A piercing scream like rain hitting banana leaves kept echoing, and a gun shadow came from the sky with a brutal attitude, destroying mountains and breaking peaks.

"What kind of spearmanship did the master teach me? It looks even more domineering than my Jinglong!!"

Gun Immortal Sikong Changfeng was speechless when he saw his daughter's shot. He had always thought that it would be difficult for his daughter to get married, and now it seemed even more difficult.

Just like Li Hanyi, known as the Snow Moon Sword Fairy, she is not only extremely beautiful, but also an expert in swordsmanship. But who in the world dares to even look at such a fairy?

After all, Qingcheng Mountain was powerful and produced a Taoist sword immortal, but this Taoist sword immortal was not good enough. Where could he find another Taoist sword immortal for his daughter? ?
Baili Dongjun looked at the outermost spiral energy and his mouth twitched. It was not that a spiral energy could surprise a drunkard like him, but this shot abandoned the gorgeous moves and only pursued lethality, which reminded him of the cruel fighting on the battlefield. Such moves should not be mastered by a girl.

"It's a good name, this move..."

Baili Dongjun stopped talking, after all, these were the moves taught by his master, what else could he say?
"You kid, there's something else behind your words. I think you want to be beaten too!!"

Li Changsheng stepped to the top of the mountain, stood beside Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng, and looked at the gunshot in the distance.

The truth is simplicity is the ultimate. When one reaches this level, he no longer pursues the gorgeousness of the moves, but rather returns to basics and reduces complexity.

"The spear technique was not passed down, it's just a state of mind. This spear technique was figured out by the little girl Qianluo herself. As for why it's like this, I should ask you as her father!!"

Sikong Changfeng's mouth twitched, and he asked him, the little girl was spoiled by him to the point of being lawless.

"Master, since you have been in Cangshan all these years, how come you don't know what I did to Qianluo? You make me sound like an irresponsible bastard."

Li Changsheng did not refute this time. As for Sikong Qianluo, Sikong Changfeng was indeed a perfect father. Whether it was teaching by words and deeds or caring for him during his growth, there was nothing wrong with it.

"If you don't work harder, don't let your daughter overtake you in the future. You'll be laughed at then."

When Sikong Changfeng heard this, he chuckled.

He wouldn't mind if he was surpassed by others, but if he was surpassed by his own daughter, he would lose face.

"break!!"

There was another delicate cry. This time, it was not Wushuang's counterattack, but Sikong Qianluo's attack. The black figure in the air turned his body in the air, and the Silver Moon Spear in his hand drew a big circle at his waist. The spear force burst out, and the sound of breaking through the air rang out one after another.

Sikong Qianluo flipped her hands, and the strong energy shot out from the tip of the Silver Moon Spear, sweeping away the eleven flying swords. Then she held the spear with both hands, and used the posture of splitting Mount Hua with force again, and smashed towards Wushuang fiercely.

This time, Wushuang had no time to fly back on his sword and could only fight hard. However, the result was no surprise. Even though he had a flying sword under his feet, the terrifying force of the spear knocked him down from mid-air and smashed him to the ground like a sandbag.

"boom!"

The ground shook, and it was obvious that Sikong Qianluo did not hold back in this attack.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Wushuang was seen sitting on the ground in a rather embarrassed manner, with twelve flying swords floating beside him. He looked a little embarrassed with his dusty face.

"Puh! Puh! Puh!" Wushuang spat twice and was hit down by Sikong Qianluo, so he still swallowed a lot of sand.

"There shouldn't be any deep hatred between us, right?"

Looking at the girl falling from the sky, Wushuang scratched his hair. There was a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, making him look like a doll.

"no!"

Sikong Qianluo was very straightforward. There was no deep hatred between her and Wushuang. It was just that she had just made a breakthrough and was not familiar with her own strength, and she did not control the strength well. In addition, Wushuang had bullied her severely before. Now that she had the ability to take revenge, she naturally wanted to vent her anger.

"Then you must knock me down. There is no such method in spearmanship that can split the Huashan Mountain with force without any rules, right?"

Wushuang hadn't come into contact with many women, so he had no idea what these fairies were thinking. He simply didn't want to beat around the bush and spoke frankly.

"I see you're unhappy!"

Even Wushuang was slightly stunned by Sikong Qianluo's words.

If he is not happy with the other person, he will slap him in the face. If he is not happy with the other person, he will knock him down. This is somewhat similar to his temper. If he likes someone, he likes him. If he does not like someone, he does not like him. He will never pretend.

"I haven't lost this competition yet. I still have one sword, but I can't fully control it yet."

Sikong Qianluo had seen the Wushuang Sword Box before, and she had seen the thirteen flying swords inside. Through the fight just now, she knew that the opponent had deployed a total of twelve flying swords, plus the opponent also used a flying sword to fly in the air, so the previous collision with Wushuang was indeed not the opponent's full strength.

"Is it the Ming Dynasty Suzaku?"

Sikong Qianluo looked at Wushuang curiously. The other party's realm now was similar to his own realm when he returned from the East China Sea. Although he had reached the Free and Easy Heavenly Realm, the Daming Suzaku was not an ordinary sword. As a famous sword ranked very high on the list of famous swords, it was even higher than the Iron Horse and Ice River in Li Hanyi's hand. One could imagine how difficult it was to control.

When Sikong Changfeng made his move, it was this Daming Dragon Bird that delayed him the longest. You have to know that at that time, Sikong Changfeng was already a great master in the Sword Fairy Realm. It still took that long to prepare the sword.

Now Wushuang is only in the Xiaoyaotian realm, so Sikong Qianluo is still skeptical about whether he can control the Ming Dynasty Suzaku.

"nature!"

Sikong Qianluo kicked with her foot and carried the Silver Moon Spear on her shoulder again. When she had learned the sword-wielding technique of Wushuang City before, she always felt that something seemed to be missing. Now that Wushuang was going to use the last and strongest sword, she had no reason to refuse.

"Then I'll teach you something!"

Wushuang placed the Wushuang sword box in front of him and clasped the position of the Daming Suzaku with one hand. The aura around him began to float, and the time track slowly turned to one side of the ground. This scene was very similar to the scene when the gun fairy forcibly controlled the sword.

As the time track slowly opened, an extremely unusual atmosphere began to spread here.

“Evil spirit!!”

Sikong Qianluo tightened the spear in his hand. It would be more accurate to say that the Ming Dynasty Suzaku was sealed rather than put away.

“Make your move!!”

(End of this chapter)