Naruto boy in another world

Chapter 112 Qinglian Sword Domain
Seeing the formed Qingluo seal, Beihan's mouth also sneered. Under the control of Beihan's spiritual power, the sand scattered on the ground rolled back and floated in front of Beihan.

Then it spun quickly, the dark red sand was entrained by the turbulent spinning spiritual force, and the sand and stones coming from all directions made the sand and stones in front of Beihan bigger and bigger.

Within a few breaths, a ten-foot-sized sand ball was fully formed, suspended in front of Beihan, like a huge fist, full of strength.

"Go to me!"

Qingcheng was full of ferocious eyes, manipulating the huge Qingluo seal to attack Beihan directly.

And Beihan raised his right hand calmly, and separated his five fingers. Anyone can see any kind of confident power, and the huge sand ball followed Beihan's wishes, and quickly hit the Qingluo seal. go.

"Crazy sand all over the sky!"

Bei Han shouted loudly, and the next moment the huge sand ball collided violently with the Qingluo mark, feeling the powerful fluctuation of spiritual power, even a master like Bei Mingtian frowned.

It's normal for Qingcheng in the mid-seventh heaven of acquired warriors to have such destructive power, but Beihan is the pinnacle of the fifth heaven, how could he have such a powerful combat power.

rumbling...

The green Luo seal was wiped out, the sand ball exploded, and the wild sand flying all over the sky sprayed in all directions like a hidden weapon.Such a powerful impact of sand and stones, even the acquired warriors of the fifth level can't parry it, not to mention there are many teenagers who are not acquired warriors here.

In this way, at least dozens of people were killed and hundreds of people were in critical condition.

Seeing the sand and stones flying in all directions, Bei Mingtian, Ma Xing and other innate warrior realm masters immediately covered up their own juniors, but more ordinary people were completely exposed to the flying storm. In front of sand and stone.

With terrified expressions and wide eyes, there was almost a hint of despair on the faces of those teenagers.

It can seriously injure the majestic spiritual power of the seventh heavenly peak of Houtian warriors, how can a small warrior like them be able to match it.

But at this critical moment, a huge blue lotus flower appeared in the sky above everyone, and the sand was bound in this blue lotus space in an instant.

The whole courtyard obviously stagnated for a moment, and everyone fell into a trance for a moment. The pressure of the sword was too strong, and even the rapid sand flow was forced to scatter down.

"Qinglian Sword Field!"

"It's Fenglingwei, Qinglian."

I don't know who shouted such words, and then the audience completely boiled.

Everyone looked at the bearded and green robed guest on the huge lotus.

He is the legendary martial artist, Qinglian swordsman.

……

Yuxi at night, under the blowing wind and rain, everyone felt very cool.In the hot summer, it is really rare to see such a comfortable weather.

In the drizzle, everyone looked up at the man in the blue shirt with a lotus-like sword in the air, their eyes were full of fanaticism, and some frizzy teenagers even shouted wildly, the man who created endless things 20 years ago The man of myth is finally back.

Even Bei Mingtian on one side lost his mind for a moment. He seemed to see the majestic and fierce young man when he was a child, challenging the masters from all directions with one sword, and he had never lost a single defeat.

Time flies, time flies, and 20 years have passed in a blink of an eye, Bei Mingtian has grown into a 25-year-old youth, and the swordsman who challenged all heroes has also become such a vicissitudes of life.

Looking at the person above Qinglian Sword Field, Bei Mingtian suddenly felt an inexplicable familiarity and closeness, that kind of thickness that has gone through many vicissitudes, that kind of tenacity that is tightened and tortured but still persevering, seems to be the same as the current self. There are so many similarities.

The highest level martial artist in the lower Tianwu world, Sanchongtian, the bronze warrior of Feng Lingwei, the strongest force in the Gale Dynasty, has already obtained the highest honor in this vast mountain region, so what else is on his mind, and how did he become the current one? Vicissitudes.

Although Bei Mingtian didn't know Qinglian well, Bei Mingtian had no contact with Qinglian, but Bei Mingtian could be sure that Qinglian's life was not as simple and happy as imagined in these years, on the contrary, it was likely to be a difficult and difficult road. Road, a unique road of Fenglingwei.

The spiritual power surged magnificently, and slowly scattered away. The dark red sand also slowly flowed back into the brown gourd behind Beihan with the disappearance of Qinglian Sword Field, and then Qinglian slowly emerged from the mid-air Piaoluo stood between Beihan and Qingcheng, looking at Beihan indifferently.

"Don't act rashly, I am not his opponent."

Binger's voice sounded in Beihan's mind, and then disappeared. It seems that Binger was also afraid that this person would discover her existence, so she hid first.

But Beihan didn't feel any oppression, nor did he feel that the other party was scary like Binger said. On the contrary, he could still feel the kindness emanating from Qinglian.

"That's right, young man, what's your name?"

Qinglian's voice was very gentle, as natural and harmonious as when Bei Mingtian and Beihan were talking, without the slightest oppression at the level of a martial artist.

"At Xiabeihan."

Beihan clasped his fists and saluted and replied, for such a master of martial arts level, Beihan dared not have the slightest arrogance, after all, the night before, he saw such a calm person kill fourteen Houtian warriors with a single sword. Master of the day.

"Beihan... not bad... not bad..."

Qinglian stroked her long beard with her right hand, nodded and murmured.

Looking at Qinglian's expression, Bei Han felt very strange. Such a person shouldn't kill innocent people indiscriminately. Why didn't he even let such an ordinary Houtian warrior be spared that night? All the guards died under the sword.

Is there any secret during this period?
Or the other party hid it too deeply.

Beihan was silent, just quietly standing in front of Qinglian and watching what he wanted to do.

"Brother! Kill him quickly! He has been bullying members of our Qing family, brother, avenge me."

Just as Qinglian was looking Beihan up and down, suddenly a shrill voice came from behind, and she knew who it was without even thinking about it.

Frowning slightly, Qinglian shook her head, without even looking at Qingcheng, she turned around and walked towards the martial arts field next to her, and then a long voice came directly into Beihan's ears.

"At three o'clock in the evening, Tianqing Mingshan came to see me."

Hearing Qinglian's instructions, Beihan narrowed his pupils in confusion, looking at the figure like Qinglian, Beihan was thinking whether to go or not.

But then came another sentence.

"I know that the person last night was you, and I also know that the real Princess Meier is not dead, so you don't have to worry that I will harm you. If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it last night."

Qinglian's words were like a thunderbolt exploding in Beihan's mind. Unexpectedly, Qinglian had already seen through the countermeasures she had arranged in a panic, and she also knew that Meier was by her side. Maybe now he Already know the existence of Bing'er.

How could he be so powerful? Could it be that all martial arts masters are so perverted? !

Beihan could no longer calm his mind, and stared at that lonely and vicissitudes of life with wide and shocked eyes, and his heart was filled with great waves.

Qingcheng, on the other hand, looked at Beihan and Qinglian with resentment on his face. The killing intent that had been condensed into substance was enough to show his hatred for Beihan.

But what Beihan doesn't understand is why Qingcheng has such a strong hatred for his brother Qinglian. After connecting with Qinglian's performance just now, and his previous understanding of the Qing family, Beihan discovered this so-called city lord family , I am afraid it is not so harmonious.

"It seems that the Qing family's water is also very deep."

Looking across Qingcheng and Qinglian who was walking slowly, Beihan muttered to himself.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Qinglian slowly stepped onto the stage in the center of the martial arts arena, then turned to face Beihan's side, her vicissitudes of eyes swept over everyone on the spot.

As if looking at his own younger generation, Qingcheng's eyes were full of affection and anticipation.

"It's been 20 years since I walked out of this land, and now I'm finally back."

"After many years of fighting in foreign universities, many years of understanding of martial arts, now I have the honor to break through to the current peak of the martial arts triple heaven. Today, at the order of my father, I am here to invite everyone to discuss some issues about martial arts. .”

"The road to martial arts is really difficult. If you lay a solid foundation at the beginning of entering this road, then you will be more likely to hit the peak of martial arts in the future..."

The light rain was pattering, and the rain falling on the ground was as silent as hair falling, but it was clearly audible.

Accompanied by the sound of the pattering rain, Qinglian's lecture slowly flowed into everyone's hearts like the drizzle.

(End of this chapter)