Qing Ming

The Qing Ming sword was unsheathed inch by inch, like a pool of autumn water gushing out, Liu Qiankun clenched his steel teeth, and a decisive sharpness flashed in the tiger's eyes.

He understands that now he doesn't even have the resources to contend with Shi Fan, and there is only one result to greet him in the next moment: death!Completely disappeared in this alien world...

Choke!

When the dragon chant sounded, Liu Qiankun screamed wildly in his heart: "Even if I die today, I will bite off a piece of your flesh..."

The sound of kowtowing on the deck did not stop for a moment, and the sailors still held the reverence for the gods, and some of them even had bruises on their foreheads.

"Scrap from the Destiny Protoss, come up and take my Xiaotian sword!"

A stern shout came from the void, like a thunderbolt exploding out of thin air, reaching Liu Qiankun's ears like the sound of heaven. The fire of hope was ignited again, and he suddenly had a strange thought: This seemingly awesome Shi Fan is by no means Hong Xiaotian's opponent.

"Hahaha! Lifeless ants, I want to see why you are so arrogant in front of this fairy!" Shi Fan sneered, his palms facing each other, white lights shuttled back and forth between the palms, and finally converged at one point, turning into An expanding sphere of incandescent light.

Hong Xiaotian's eyes were as cold as ice, and the long sword in his hand shone with a hazy white light. He held the hilt of the sword with both hands, raised it above his head, and assumed a very weird posture, his eyes were empty...

Liu Qiankun, who was standing on the deck, could see clearly that Hong Xiaotian didn't grab the hilt of the sword, there was an extremely wide gap between his palms and the hilt, he could even hold an egg.

The sword was suspended in his palm.

Shi Fan looked up at the man who was ready to go, his face changed slightly, and he shouted coldly: "Who the hell are you?"

Before the sword comes out, the spirit has already condensed!How could a Lingxian who was as strong as Shi Fan, who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, fail to notice the strength of the man above his head?

"There is no need for a dying person to talk too much, I am a person against fate..." Hong Xiaotian's illusory eyes did not contain the slightest trace of fireworks, and his voice was as cold and heartless as the Nine Serenity Cold Pool.

Shi Fan's shoulders shook when he heard the words, the ball of light in his palm flickered violently, two frightening lights flashed in his eyes, he raised his palms and shouted violently: "Imperial!" When he shot it, the moment he threw the light ball, his whole body turned into a zigzag lightning bolt, rushing towards the unclosed void crack.

"The first form of Hongmeng breaks the sky!"

Hong Xiaotian stopped drinking, and his long hair rose behind his head like a spirit snake dancing wildly. The long sword slashed down, and the gorgeous sword light cut through the void. Wherever it passed, there were furrow-like sword marks that lasted forever Not scattered.

laugh!

The ball of light shot by Shi Fan and the sword glow dissipated at the touch of a touch, turning into a dense white mist, and the dazzling arc of light fell on the crack in the void like a thunderbolt.

Click!

The fissure opened and contracted rapidly, like a gigantic mouth that was constantly moving. In just a few breaths, this process was repeated hundreds of times.

Boom!

There was a violent explosion, and the entire sky flickered, and the crack was enlarged hundreds of times in an instant, extending all the way to the sea.

Canopy!

The sea created a huge wave of hundreds of feet, like a huge palm slapped towards the merchant ship. The terrifying power made people chill, and even the sailors who were prostrate on the ground stopped kneeling and stared at it with their eyes wide open. Looking at the sudden catastrophe...

"Drink! Hongmeng's second style breaks the waves!"

Hong Xiaotian yelled violently, and stretched out the long sword in his palm, turning into a huge dragon shaking its head and tail, sweeping towards the monstrous waves. At this time, he was no longer human, at least in the eyes of everyone, the man standing with the sword He is the real 'God of the Sea'...

Canopy!Canopy!Canopy!

The muffled sound was like thunder, and the huge dragon used its body to push the huge wave backwards. In an instant, the vast aftermath poured out from the center of the dragon to one side, and finally disappeared in the depths of the boundless sea...

The sea and the sky were the same color, only the crack in the void gradually disappeared under the scorching sun.

Liu Qiankun was stunned. At this moment, he couldn't just use the word shock to describe it. His eardrums had already been buzzed by the two loud noises just now, and it took a long time before a word came out of his mouth. : "Damn, they are not human!"

When Hong Xiaotian landed on the bow of the boat with a faint smile on his lips, Liu Qiankun was the first to greet him, slapping his ears, and said expressionlessly, "Is Shi Fanling dead?"

Hong Xiaotian nodded and said: "Dead, body and spirit are gone."

"Okay, I, Liu Qiankun, owe you a favor." Liu Qiankun said seriously, he was very serious, it was the first time he admitted that he owed someone a favor in another world, and he would pay it back one day.

Hong Xiaotian smiled, and he also saw that the man opposite was very serious, because he stared into his eyes tightly every word and every sentence.

Liu Qiankun also laughed, what he said next made Hong Xiaotian almost suffocate.

"How about I owe you one more favor to help me recover?"

Hong Xiaotian rolled his eyes, his face sank, his eyes were fixed on the long sword in his hand, as if he was thinking about something, his thoughtful appearance made Liu Qiankun's heart suddenly rise to his throat .

"There is no way, but you must agree to one condition." Hong Xiaotian showed an inscrutable smile, and tightened his sword grip.

"Don't say one condition, I will agree to ten or eight." Liu Qiankun even became short of breath, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, which is still very thick.

"I want to ask you to borrow something." Hong Xiaotian glanced at the long sword in Liu Qiankun's palm with a glint of blue light, and there was a trace of unknown brilliance in his eyes.

Liu Qiankun's heart tightened, he subconsciously retracted Qing Mingjian, and said, "Speak, what do you borrow?"

The corner of Hong Xiaotian's mouth curled into an arc, and he swung the long sword in his hand horizontally, the blade of the sword was stuck between the thumbs of his palms, and fell down.

Clang!

There was a sudden sound of metal shattering, the long sword in the palm was shattered into three pieces, and the sword of Jade Immortals instantly turned into scrap iron...

"Lend me the sword in your hand."

Hong Xiaotian raised both palms, and the broken sword turned into three cold stars and shot into the sea. He disappeared instantly, and stared at Liu Qiankun with those deep, waveless eyes, as if waiting for his reply.

Liu Qiankun frowned, and his face became gloomy. After pondering for a while, he finally passed the Qing Ming Sword forward slowly, as if the sword was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

"This sword is Qiankun's life, and Hong Xiaotian is also the person I can trust with my life." Liu Qiankun's voice was like a dream, but with an indescribable firmness.

He knew that if the man in front of him wanted to take his own life easily, how could he have such an excuse? Rather than believing in Hong Xiaotian, it would be better to say that he had incomparable confidence.

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