Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

Same day, same night.

Xinzheng, South Korea, the chief rudder of Kuangfengmen.

Due to the needs of quicksand and the development of Kuangfengmen, the Xinzheng sub-rudder was changed to the main rudder, and the Nanyang main rudder was changed to a sub-rudder.

The main rudder was guarded and commanded by sect master Lei Kuang himself, and the Nanyang sub-rudder was naturally handed over to Liu Feng.

On a late autumn night, the bright moon shines brightly.

In the Kuangfengmen school grounds, the three of them stood in the middle.

Li Changqing wore a green shirt and carried a sapphire sword case on his back. The sword case unfolded like a noble and beautiful peacock king.

choke!
In the sword box, the Feihong sword came out of its sheath and flew into Li Changqing's hand.

Holding the sword, Li Changqing said calmly: "Shoot, use your strongest moves. Let me see if you are worthy of quicksand training."

Lei Kuang is two meters tall, dressed in strong clothes, his chest is like a discus, his arms are muscular, and he wields a huge black sword in his right hand, ready to go.

"Boss Changqing, offended."

With a loud bang, Lei Kuang pushed his feet internally, and people flew out like cannonballs. The ground of the school ground suddenly sank and cracked for three feet.

With a whoosh sound, almost the moment Lei Kuang struck, Liu Feng rushed out without warning, and the slender and thin soft sword flashed and pierced out, false and true.

Lei Kuang ran wildly with the giant sword in his hand, even if he was at the ninth rank of martial arts, he didn't dare to face it head-on. He shook his hands, and the giant sword slashed down, bursting out with strong sword energy.

Li Changqing stood indifferently, with the flying rainbow sword on one side, the sword light flashed, and the long sword struck out, stabbing lightly.

clang!
Lei Kuang's sword carried ten thousand catties of strength, and the strong sword energy tore apart everything. This blow was no weaker than the ninth rank of martial arts. .

However, Li Changqing drew out his sword, with a light stroke and a light stab, the tip of the Feihong sword pierced the black iron giant sword, and Lei Kuang's powerful blow that combined his energy and spirit instantly disintegrated.

With a ding, sparks flew everywhere.

The long sword in Lei Kuang's hand buzzed, and his arms went numb.

It was at this moment that Liu Feng came attacking, and the slender, thin, soft sword swished out sword flowers, and a simple stab produced more than ten kinds of killing moves.

"Breaking Wind Thorn!"

Li Changqing chuckled, put his left hand behind his back, swung his sword with his right hand, the tip of the sword pierced out, and with a ding sound, it accurately pierced the flaw in Liu Feng's sword technique.

The long sword in Liu Feng's hand bent, rebounded and collapsed, causing Liu Feng to fly three feet backwards.

Lei Kuang waved his long sword in his hand, and let out a loud shout. The zhenqi at the peak of the eighth rank was fully unleashed, and the powerful waves of energy gushed out endlessly. He danced wildly with swords in both hands: "Crazy Sword Art."

Li Changqing's face was calm, and his aura also revealed the peak of the eighth rank. True energy poured into the body of the Feihong sword, the sword was like a cold light, the galaxy danced, and he performed the thirteen basic sword techniques.

clang clang...

Li Changqing's swordsmanship, every move and style is smooth and flowing, the sword is flawless and clean, and it is done in one go, any stormy attack can't help him.

Liu Feng came to kill again, his movement speed was extremely fast, the streamer flashed, as fast as a gust of wind, his sword skills were swish, and the blade was sharp.

"Strong Wind Grass!"

Li Changqing used one against two, he didn't use his cultivation to suppress others, he didn't use his swordsmanship to suppress others, eighth-rank cultivation base, basic swordsmanship, he relied on his insight into the flaws in the swordsmanship and body skills of the two Lei Kuang brothers.

Ten feet away, Zi Nu and Wei Zhuang watched the battle.

Zi Nu praised: "Li Changqing's swordsmanship has an indescribable rhyme, just like Grandmaster Danqing's waving pen and ink to outline thousands of scenes, mountains and rivers in a calm and easy manner."

There was a bit of admiration in Wei Zhuang's eyes, and he said lightly: "Anyone, any sword technique has flaws in his eyes. As long as he is strong enough and fast enough, all swords in the world can be broken."

"His swordsmanship talent is still above mine."

Zi Nu chuckled and said, "He seems to be the first one who can make you admit that you are ashamed."

The next moment, Wei Zhuang and Zi Nu's eyes narrowed, and they looked at the field together.

Li Changqing waved his sword, the strong sword energy burned, and the sword swept across, and a sword energy broke the Kuangjian Jue and the Wind Step at the same time, and the sword light shook Lei Kuang and Liu Feng back.

"Cough cough..." Lei Kuang and Liu Feng stood up, their faces turned pale and they coughed, exhausting a lot.

Li Changqing said lightly: "Although they are all flaws, they have a good foundation, and you are worth teaching."

"Look, I'll only teach you once."

Li Changqing's figure flashed, and the afterimage moved from left to right, up and down, and stopped suddenly... It was so weird that it was so fast that it was hard to see.

"Strong wind grass, as the name suggests, only the tough grass will not be blown down in the strong wind. The stability of the foot is the most important thing, and the footwork is perfect if you can stop suddenly."

Whoosh!
The strong wind howled, and Li Changqing's galloping figure suddenly stopped, stopped without warning, stopped his body instantly, and his inner strength reached the perfect state, ignoring the inertia of his body.

It stopped instantly, and after that, Li Changqing flew two feet into the air in an instant, and then stayed in the air for an instant... One after another, the afterimages were strange and exquisite.

Liu Feng's eyes widened, and he said with joy, "This, this is the real strong wind grass."

"Boss Changqing is, too powerful. I haven't been able to complete the 'Strong Wind Grass' for 20 years, but he only used a cup of tea to understand the profound meaning of the Wind Walk."

The next moment, Li Changqing waved his hand and snatched the huge iron sword from Lei Kuang's hand.

"Lei Kuang, look at it."

Li Changqing held the huge sword, and with a bang, he opened his aura. His slender figure, his green shirt and long sleeves fluttered loudly, and a sky-shattering momentum and sword aura soaring into the sky burst out instantly.

"The mad sword art, the core lies in madness."

With one swing of the sword, the 36 catties giant sword came out, the sword energy tore through the surroundings, the ground cracked due to the pressure of the sword energy, and the violent sword energy erupted, continuous like rain, violent like a tide.

"Why crazy?"

"Rushing like a wave is madness."

"Advance without retreat is madness."

"Being obsessed with demons for swords is madness."

"Going against the current is madness."

"..."

"The qi and blood are rushing wildly, it's madness."

"It's crazy to be unrestrained."

"It's madness to look wildly at the world."

"..."

Li Changqing swung the huge sword. There were no specific sword moves, but specific tricks. There was only the momentum of the sword.

If there is no trick to win, there is a trick, and the sword is arrogant to the world.

Li Changqing shouted loudly: "Crazy Sword Jue, you need to be crazy before you can be crazy with the sword. With a sword in hand, you can unleash the world wildly."

"drink!"

Li Changqing let out a shout, and slashed down with his sword. All the sword power gathered and the sword energy exploded instantly. A hurricane of sword energy tore apart the world, cracked the ground in a radius of five or six feet, filled the air with dust and waves.

The purple girl with purple hair and purple clothes swayed, covered her face with jade hands, her eyes were horrified and said: "In the hands of Li Changqing, the ordinary mad sword art can be compared to the top swordsmanship?!"

Wei Zhuang sighed and said: "Since there is a ghost valley, how can it grow green?!"

Now that there is a pair of contemporary arrogances, the disciples of Guigu, why did the heavens give birth to Li Changqing?

In the field, the momentum of the sword dissipated, and the giant black iron sword penetrated more than a foot into the ground.

Lei Kuang opened his eyes, his eyes burst out, he drew his long sword with his right hand, and danced wildly.

The sword move is crazy, and the person is also crazy, and the momentum is even crazier and more wild, as if letting go of distracting thoughts in his heart, a sword heart is wanton and arrogant.

Boom, boom, boom...

With the continuous accumulation of sword power, Lei Kuang's eighth-rank peak cultivation base continued to climb, his thick blood soared into the sky, the black iron giant sword danced wildly, and the blunt blade burst out with strong sword energy, the thick sword energy tore all directions, flying sand and flying stones.

With a bang, Lei Kuang's true energy burst out suddenly, like a river that has been accumulating momentum for a long time. Once it breaks through the dam, the water waves rush down and vent their momentum.

Liu Feng was shocked, and said in a daze: "Ninth, ninth grade? Brother, he broke through!?"

"Hahaha, hahaha, my Kuangfeng Sect finally, finally has its own ninth-grade martial arts, and its own first-class master."

"Father, you can smile at Jiuquan in the spirit of heaven."