Martial Arts: Start with the Immortal Killing Sword and build the Qingyun Sect

But now, everything is not as imagined.

In Dugu Qiubai, he felt a sword power that was comparable to Dao Dao. That feeling of invincibility made people feel fearful unconsciously.

"Leader, who do you think can win?"

He turned to look at Ye Feng

"Who will win?……"

Ye Feng looked at Dugu Qiubai and Doujiushi, shook his head and said,"It should be a draw."

Both have their own strengths and weaknesses, and the gap in strength is minimal. Their understanding of martial arts cultivation in this world is unprecedented and unprecedented. Pioneer level.

Of course, this is limited to this world.

Compared to the Immortal Way, it is still far behind.

Outside the Qingyun Gate, the wine-fighting monk was constantly reciting the formulas of the Nine Suns Sutra in his heart. The golden light surrounding his body began to become stronger and stronger, as if it was about to break through the darkness between heaven and earth.

Dugu Qiubai slowly drew out his sword

"Dugu Nine Swords, Qi-Breaking Style!"

"What is Qi? It is the tie of nothingness and the root of creation. Its greatness has no outside, its smallness has no inside, its vastness has no end, and it is boundless."

The sonorous and powerful voice continued to echo in the air. As the formula was recited, the power of the sword became more and more powerful.

"When you look into the darkness, the bright light shines down, it is invisible and silent. Those who are born are boundless, and those who are successful have shortcomings."267

"It is born and formed, and it remains unchanged in the present and ancient times. The essence of the atmosphere is divine and clear, and it exists in one heart!"

Both of them are peerless experts in the Chinese mainland. Dugu Qiubai naturally did not think that Doujiu Monk was weak. However, he went all out from the beginning and used the Dugu Nine Swords he created.

Facing the powerful With the power of the sword, the old monk's robe on the wine-fighting monk was rustled by the strong wind, but the whole person still floated between heaven and earth, as if he was indestructible.

"Tai Chi Qi gathering method!"

"The true secret of Panlong!"

These are the fierce moves of Zhi Yang Zhi Gang in the Nine Yang Manual.

In an instant, the golden light around him turned into a huge Tai Chi golden light pattern, wrapping his whole body. In an instant, the wine-fighting monk seemed like a god As if coming, the whole person looks like a divine monk who guards the world and subdues demons.

At this moment, people outside the Qingyun Sect suddenly remembered.

This is a battle between two peerless masters, and their power is beyond compare. If you are not careful, it will affect yourself.

Thinking of this, countless weak casual cultivators and small sect forces began to retreat quickly, leaving only some powerful dynasty, aristocratic families, and sect forces watching at close range.

In the sky, Almost in an instant, Dugu Qiubai's figure disappeared from the spot, and with lightning speed, he killed the drunken monk who was covered in golden light.

"All martial arts in the world are invincible, except speed!"

The figure of Dugu Qiubai in the sky has disappeared, leaving only the sound echoing in the air!

The next second, Dugu Qiubai appeared in front of the Doujiu monk. With the huge inertia and power, the Ziwei sword directly penetrated the Doujiu monk. in the golden light

"Only fast but not broken? Hum, let me see how fast you are!"

The wine-fighting monk snorted. His cultivation philosophy is completely different from that of Dugu

Qiubei. Swordsmanship always relies on external objects.

Only when the Qi is restrained and the body is strengthened can one be truly powerful.

Then his whole body moved, and Dugu Qiufei The sword was directly knocked away, and the Ziwei sword broke on the spot.

Is this your swordsmanship?

The wine-fighting monk sneered,"That's nothing more than that.""

Seeing this scene, Ximen Chuixue in Qingyunmen was a little stunned.

"How can this be?"

At the Qingyun Sect, at the moment when Senior Dugu was reborn from nirvana, how could the sword intent as vast as the universe be so fragile that even the sword was broken.

He touched his sword on his back.

For a moment Some people can’t figure it out.

Kendo... what exactly is it?

Countless people outside Qingyun Gate also sighed.

"This Dugu Qiu is the God of Swordsman, and now even his sword is broken."

"I think Qingyun Sect is going to be in trouble." (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"It's a pity that I haven't practiced the immortal way yet."

Listening to the mocking voices of these people, Tang He couldn't help laughing in the restaurant. (bhdj)

"So naive"

"So what if the sword god of that generation lost his former glory? That is also the God of Swords. Isn't it something that these mortals can despise?"

Although there are many people arguing, the vast majority are still on the side of the Drunken Monk.[]

There are still only a few people who think that Dugu Qiufei has a chance to win.

Seeing Dugu Qiubai's dejected look, Doujiu Monk laughed.

"how? Your kendo?"

"If you give me the method to rewrite the deadline, I can spare your life."

The wine-fighting monk shook his head.

Looking at Dugu Qiufei, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

If it were Dugu Qiubei in the past, then he would still respect him twice, but now, as a lackey of Qingyun Sect, he has no respect for this man back then. A generation of sword gods, the feeling of sympathy in the past has long since disappeared.

So there is no need to be polite.

Seeing that Dugu Qiubai remained silent, the wine-fighting monk frowned and immediately took a step in the air.

Just when he was about to approach, a wave of forward movement The so-called sense of crisis came instantly.

The wine-fighting monk retreated hundreds of meters at a high speed, his eyes filled with shock.

At that moment, he actually felt a sense of crisis that was almost life-threatening.

This had never happened before Never before

"Who is it?"

He shouted loudly, and after scanning the surroundings, he finally locked his gaze back on Dugu Qiubei.

At the same time, his expression gradually became serious.

Dugu Qiubei raised his head slightly,"So what if there is no sword? I have already given up all my flesh and bones to the sword."

"I am the sword!"

He shouted loudly, and an astonishing sword intent erupted from his body.

Dugu Qiubei raised two fingers of his right hand and placed them on his chest,"Swords are among all things, and grass, wood, bamboo, and stone can all be used as swords!"

At this moment, his understanding of the way of swordsmanship has reached the most peak moment in his life, and the zhenqi in his body begins to condense crazily with his sword intention.

It is as if Dugu Qiubai itself is a sword.

Looking at this scene, Doujiu The monk frowned tightly, then laughed again,"So, is this your sword?""

"That’s it, that’s it!"

Dugu Qiubai has never changed. He used to be a sword fanatic, and he still is now.

But he understands more.

The sword is him, and he is the sword.

Everything in life is ups and downs, and everything is just Part of the way of swordsmanship.

There is no need to retreat or fear, just move forward.

This sword intention truly condenses everything Dugu Qiubai has at this moment, and it is also his final move.

"Dugu Nine Swords, Finale!"

"The God of Swords is indeed the God of Swords! bring it on! Even if I die in it, I will die well!"

The wine-fighting monk's state almost became crazy, and his momentum began to rise.