Too much fruit

Chapter 387 Poetry and swordsmanship, two cars blocking the road

"Zheng-"

The long sword is unsheathed, the sword body is like the abyss of the sea, and the sword light is like a dragon, swimming in the sea.

"Seven Star Longyuan, the sword that I got from Longyuan Lake in the past was also my spiritual body."

Li Qinglian spoke slowly, pointing the long sword at the ground, its sharp edge showing, as sharp as the edge of the sword, and his eyes shone with strong and substantial self-confidence.

Although it was sixth grade versus fifth grade, Li Qinglian was not afraid at all.

Seeing this, the burly man also turned his Qi into a sword, and a shadow-like sword energy flashed around him. With a move of his broad palm, he acquired a black sword that resembled a battlefield sword, "Zhong Wuqi, please teach me. "

Regarding Li Qinglian, Zhong Wuqi did not dare to be careless at all. Although there was a grade difference between the two, the other party was once the incarnation of the third grade. He had a vision and realm that far exceeded his own, and he could not be regarded as an ordinary sixth grade.

What should be fortunate now is that the sword used by the opponent is not the sword of True Lord Taibai. If Zhong Wuqi has followed True Lord Taibai all the way to the third level and has been improved through his continuous training, Zhong Wuqi may not have a chance of winning.

Such thoughts flashed through his mind, and Zhong Wuqi secretly screamed, the fear from the past hit his mind at this moment, and the shadow of his memory appeared in his mind.

At that time, he was killed by the True Lord Taibai, holding the eternal sorrow, and then transferred to the ghost realm.

At that moment, Zhong Wuqi was about to erase the shadow in his heart, but Li Qinglian had already caught this fleeting fluctuation, which could be said to be a flaw.

"Ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles without leaving."

Raising the sword, Qi penetrates the sword's edge, and people follow the sword, like a rainbow penetrating the sun, turning into a sword light.

The complex movements were combined into a simple whole, and the distance in space became blurred at this moment. In less than a tenth of a finger, the sword was about to reach his body.

Zhong Wuqi's robe sleeves ripped apart silently, and a rainbow shot straight into his heart like a sword light.

"Bah!"

At that moment, Zhong Wuqi let out a loud roar, and the Yin Qi around his body surged, surging like blood. The heavy black sword was turned upside down, and the weight seemed to be light. The hilt of the sword struck across the rainbow of sword light, and missed the sword light again and again.

"Oh!"

A thunderous sound appeared, the sword light was deflected, and a figure suddenly appeared, but it was Li Qinglian who escaped from the fusion of human and sword.

Zhong Wuqi held his heavy sword upside down and took advantage of the situation to sweep across. The majestic Yin energy surged like a tide. The surrounding space instantly became extremely cold, and the gloomy ghost energy boiled and enveloped Li Qinglian like a net.

The Tao Fruit he contains is Judge Zhong Kui, the god of catching ghosts. Although he does not have a ghost body, his body does not show any sinisterness, but shows full force and domineering. Zhong Wuqi uses this characteristic to integrate the life before and after death. Gong, created the "Yang Ling Ghost Martial Arts" that controls Yin Qi like the Qi and blood in the palm, uses the ghost body to perform Yang methods, is not afraid of Yang Qi, and is both strong and fierce.

The ghost energy is like a net and a tide, trying to lock Li Qinglian to death, and the heavy sword is as powerful as a mountain, and the energy and the sword are moving together, like a mountain moving and a tsunami, and Li Qinglian is one of the leaves in that tsunami. The boat may capsize at any time.

"Hello."

In the flash of lightning, Li Qinglian still kept his poem in his mouth. The sword energy turned into a lotus, layer upon layer, and disappeared with the Yin energy. However, his figure flashed and disappeared from the center of the sword energy green lotus.

"Xiyi Sword Jue!" Zhong Wuqi's eyes were stern.

True Lord Taibai was actually not a martial arts cultivator, but a sword cultivator, and a Dharma cultivator. However, when he was at the sixth level, he advanced to the Unique Sword Immortal Dao Fruit, and his fighting style became similar to that of a martial cultivator.

This Taoist fruit has an ability, which is called "Poetry and Sword Dual Skills". Poems can be put into the sword, and poems can be written with the sword, which complement each other.

Therefore, Li Qinglian can also use the Xiyi Sword Technique of sword cultivation.

"The angry sea is full of waves."

Zhong Wuqi immediately boosted his Yin Qi and turned it into a violent wave that swept in all directions, trying to cover the surrounding area to find the invisible figure. He even had enough energy to rush around, stirring up the Qi energy and stirring up the Yin wind.

The foundation of ghost cultivation lies in the soul. The more powerful it is, the more powerful the spiritual consciousness will be, which is no less powerful than those who specialize in this way.

Two points of coverage must be used to force out the traces of Li Qinglian.

But before the craziness surged and the sinister wind roared, the craziness of sinister energy was torn apart by sword marks.

There is invisible sword energy flowing along with the energy, splitting the frenzy, whirling like a whirlwind, and Zhong Wuqi's location is the center of the whirlwind.

The sword energy was invisible and rushed toward him. Zhong Wuqi's eyes were wide open, and the yin energy on his body became heavier. He condensed the real evil spirit. He wielded the sword like an evil god from the underworld, cut across the waves, and hit nine invisible sword energy in an instant. , with great force, the sword energy disintegrated like a torrent, and then he turned around and struck the empty space behind him with a sword.

The Yin Qi surged, seemingly endlessly, and the force of the sword pulled the angry tide from high to low, instantly like a heavy rain falling from the sky and a flash flood erupting.

Under such power, the invisible sword finally showed faint traces, exactly where the heavy sword struck.

"boom!"

The sword qi clashed like thunder, and the sword light exploded into arcs, and there were loud and strong sounds, shaking the yin and destroying evil.

"The Great Thunder Sound Sword Technique of the Buddhist Kingdom?!" Zhong Wuqi said in a loss of voice.He never expected that the incarnation of a dignified Taoist sect leader would use the Buddhist Sword Technique, the Great Thunder Sound Sword Qi to explode into a frenzy of Yin Qi, a figure in the middle dancing a sword, the sword force suddenly contracted, absorbing the sword Qi like a sea of ​​rivers, and then When it came out, it had changed a lot.

"Beat Hongmeng and slap Thunder."

The sword is a clear light, radiating up and down, but it is the "Tai Qing Nine Heavens Sword" that has been transformed into the Taoist Sect. The sword light washes up and down, shaking the power of the mountains and seas. "The sky is shaking, the mountains are shaking and the sea is falling."

"Oh!"

The angry waves washed away, and the house suddenly collapsed. The mountains and grass were broken, and they were swept away by the Yin Qi. They withered instantly, and the ground was covered with a layer of darkness.

In the center of the air wave, a figure suddenly withdrew and landed several feet away. He held his long sword upside down behind his back, stretched out his hand to disperse the aftermath, and then wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

After all, there is a difference in power between the sixth-grade and fifth-grade fruits. Even if Li Qinglian's Unique Dao Fruit is essentially the same as the fifth-grade Dao Fruit, both are real Dao Fruits and are not mass-produced, they still suffered some injuries.

But compared to him, Zhong Wuqi's image was quite embarrassing.

I saw sword marks all over the red robe, seven in total, and a faint yin energy emanating from the sword marks, which clearly indicated that the body had been injured.

Zhong Wuqi looked at this long-lost old friend with fear, and at the same time glanced at the collapsed house, he breathed a subtle sigh of relief.

His former opponent, after so many years, has reached a state of unpredictability in the way of swordsmanship. His independent incarnation can fight at the sixth level and the fifth level. If it were him, I don't know how terrifying his strength is.

In the fierce battle just now, if it had been an ordinary fifth-grade person instead of Zhong Wuqi, he might have died under Li Qinglian's sword.

Fortunately, Cui Jue took this opportunity to escape, so there was no need to worry about further threats to him.

"Escape?"

Li Qinglian also saw the collapsed house and realized that Cui Jue's energy was no longer inside. He whispered, and then said nonchalantly: "Just run away."

As a new talent in the scapegoating sect, Li Qinglian came here not just to find someone to fight with, but also to deal with Cui Jue.

But being able to hold back Zhong Wuqi is considered as fulfilling one's responsibility, and the rest can be left to others.

If you can't even do this well, then Cui Jue should run away.

After saying that, Li Qinglian's figure disappeared, and the sword light reappeared.

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The sun is setting in the west, and the afternoon sun is gradually setting.

In the woods, the dense branches and leaves blocked the sunlight and cast shadows. A faint gloomy air traveled across the distance of several miles in the blink of an eye.

Because the Yin Qi haunts his soul, Cui Jue is not allowed to escape to the earth to avoid being detonated by the Yin Qi. However, he is a ghost cultivator. Even if it is still daytime, Cui Jue is still traveling quickly and secretly through the mountains and forests, looking to the gods. All go straight.

However, just as he was far away from where Li Qinglian and Zhong Wuqi met, a sinister aura suddenly appeared in front of him.

A white bullock cart was galloping in the forest, ignoring the trees as it came quickly. A cow head on the bullock cart stared at Cui Jue's eyes. He pulled the cart, turned the front of the cart, and stopped nearby.

"found it."

Niutou laughed loudly, standing on the bullock cart with an iron tower-like body, looking at Cui Jue, "Mr. Cui Fu, do you still remember Li Bi?"

How could Cui Jue not remember this traitor? He also had a share of credit for falling into such a situation.

He appeared in the shadow of the trees, looked at the cow head sinisterly, and said, "How did you find me?"

Although Niutou was once a member of the Yin Lu Division, he definitely did not have the ability to lock Cui Jue. Otherwise, the people from the Yin Lu Division would have found him first.

He must have a special method to lock himself.

As he spoke, Cui Jue's hands behind his back became filled with sinister energy.

But before he could take action, another red light broke into his field of vision.

I saw a red shadow flying in the sky, as fast as a shooting star. In a blink of an eye, it came close and shot towards the ground not far away.

A ferocious aura spread out.

Under the cover of a big tree, a large calf-like dog pulled a wheelchair to the ground. Then he shook his body and dispersed the chains formed by red energy on his body. He stood up, turned behind the wheelchair, and pushed the wheelchair without stopping. Come out calmly and gracefully.

There is no doubt that this is Jiang Li and his dog.

Coming here from the capital of Gods, even with a special locking method, there is no guarantee that we can arrive on time, and we can't walk in the spirit body like the bull head. At this time, we have to rely on the extreme speed of the heavenly dog.

Although a bit undignified, this dog cart is indeed fast enough.

(End of this chapter)