Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

Royal Palace, Piazza.

The two top masters clashed, their swords criss-crossed, their true qi burst out, and their powerful qi vibrated in all directions.

So far, the two have clashed for [-] rounds, their energy is nearly perfect, their energy and spirit are mobilized [-]%, the battle is extremely smooth, and they are in full heat.

Swish!
Ji Wuye slanted everything with his sword.

Swish!
Li Changqing slashed obliquely with his sword.

clang!
When the swords clashed, the ring-shaped true energy exploded, and a strong wave of air overflowed. The two retreated three feet each, slid back with their feet touching the ground, and stood facing each other.

In the entire palace, thousands of people were silent, watching the two of them together, deeply shocked by the scene of the two fighting, indulging in the aftertaste of the two killer moves.

In Li Changqing's hand, a drop of blood dripped from the Feihong sword, and the blood fell to the ground.

However, Li Changqing's left shoulder and green shirt were stained red with blood, which was his own blood.

Ji Wuye stood holding the saber, his right hand trembled slightly, his left hand slowly grasped the handle of the saber, both hands held the long saber tightly, a strand of blood flowed out from the cuff of his right hand, soaking the long saber.

Li Changqing said calmly: "The strongest general in South Korea in a century, this title is somewhat worthy of the name."

"Ji Wuye, your strength is stronger than I imagined."

"Unexpectedly, you have already half-stepped into the second level of the realm, refining Qi and turning into a god."

Ji Wuye snorted coldly, and said, "The number one swordsman in Korea's rivers and lakes, the strongest sword in quicksand. You, Li Changqing, are worthy of my general's efforts."

Li Changqing said lightly: "153 days."

"What?" Ji Wuye's eyes flashed with doubt.

Li Changqing said softly: "153 days. It's been 130 days since the 150 five people in my Li family village died under your command."

"Remember, I once asked Mo Ya to bring you a sentence."

Ji Wuye's eyes froze. He remembered that Mo Ya and Bai Feng planned to ambush Li Changqing once, but he returned with serious injuries.

When he came back, Mo Ya relayed a sentence of Li Changqing's words.

Li Changqing said——One day, Ji Wuye's head will be beheaded in person to pay homage to the 130 five dead souls in Lijia Village.

Ji Wuye suddenly laughed twice, and said, "Li Changqing, you are not qualified enough to take my Ji's head."

After finishing speaking, without giving Li Changqing a chance to refute, Ji Wuye slowly raised the long saber and asked, "Do you know why the old man's saber is named Bachigang Dao?"

"Oh!?" In Li Changqing's body, the innate Qiankun Zhenqi circulated, and the sword power accumulated and accumulated, infinitely close to perfection.

Not only was he accumulating sword momentum, but Li Changqing could also see that Ji Wuye was accumulating sword momentum.

Li Changqing smiled lightly and said, "I would like to hear more about it."

Ji Wuye said indifferently: "It's been many years, and many people have forgotten the old man's mastery of becoming famous."

"Eight-foot gang knife, eight-foot gang knife, although the knife does not have eight feet, it can have sword energy."

Three feet one meter, eight feet two meters six.

Boom!

Ji Wuye stepped on both feet, half of the crimson battle robe swayed, the heavy armor clanked, circles of ring-shaped body guards erupted, and the slender and heavy blade was surrounded by coils of energy.

A hurricane rose from the ground, and Ji Wuye was in the midst of the storm. Saber Qi and thick True Qi were intertwined, and the ten-foot-high True Qi hurricane spiraled up the air waves.

Within a radius of ten feet, rocks on the ground, cracked stone slabs, and various incomplete weapons were pulled in by the hurricane and became part of the hurricane.

Buzz!

Ji Wuye held up the saber in both hands, filled with endless true energy, the weapon in his hand turned into an eight-foot-long saber, the saber aura pierced through the hurricane and stretched out, an incomparably huge saber descended from the height, and slashed in the air.

Boom!The eight-foot knife qi pierced through the air, because it was too strong, too fierce, and too fast, the knife qi split the air into two waves of air.

Ji Wuye shouted loudly: "Bachi Luanwu!"

Seeing this, Li Changqing held the sword in his right hand and turned his right hand backwards. He bent his knees to prepare for a kick, and raised his feet from the ground. With a bang, the innate qi erupted, and a Tai Chi seal appeared on the ground with a radius of three feet, and the Tai Chi seal dissipated. A radius of three feet is even and one foot is sunken.

The strong impact poured back, and Li Changqing wore a blue shirt and went straight into the blue sky, one foot, three feet, six feet, ten feet...

Boo!
Li Changqing wore a green shirt, soared upwards, and a crane chirped, his true energy turned into a pair of blue crane wings, and the wings stretched out, like a crane flying in the sky.

This scene is amazing, Li Changqing actually made a leap of twenty feet.

Twenty feet (66 meters), nearly seventy steps away.

If the dive spans a distance of twenty feet, it is not difficult for the world's top masters to dive with all their strength after gaining momentum.However, this is flying twenty feet in the sky in a straight line, which is simply an inhuman method.

Han Wangan was shocked and said: "It's really a fairy trick!"

After flying twenty feet into the sky, Li Changqing's body stayed in the air, and the long-accumulated true energy and sword energy burst out instantly, and then he pointed the long sword, and the blade pointed at Ji Wuye.

In the next moment, Li Changqing slashed down obliquely with his sword alone, and four words were transmitted from the sky: "Outside the sky—Flying Immortal!"

boom!
The extremely powerful energy burst out, the extremely bright sword light bloomed, and the extremely brilliant sword energy fell from the sky.

At this moment, Li Changqing was like a fairy, his sword was like a fairy, his green shirt and long sleeves were as flawless as the blue sky and white clouds,
One person and one sword strike from a high position, and the downward strike of one sword is brilliant and swift, revealing the sword energy that makes everyone's bone marrow chill. block.

Everyone saw a shocking scene - above the sky, a sword light flew obliquely, like a shocking lightning, like a long rainbow passing through the sky.

A hundred steps away, Concubine Yan's beautiful face was full of shock, her tone lost her usual arrogance, and she said in a broken voice, "This sword simply, simply transcends the ordinary, like, like... a fairy in the sword."

This scene shocked not only Concubine Yan, but also Da Si Ming, the two thousand black armored force, the disciples of the Kuangfeng Sect, and Mo Crow and Bai Feng.

It also shocked Wei Zhuang who looked up at this scene when he sensed the invincible sword intent thousands of meters away.

It also shocked the Parrot Song who was retreating with the Banshee, and the Banshee who was seriously injured.

Everyone murmured in a daze:

"Sword, sword fairy!"

At this moment, Li Changqing became the only light in the world.

Li Changqing's sword and man have been perfectly integrated. The light of the sword is like a flying rainbow. It stabs obliquely from the sky, brilliant and sharp, without any changes, without any back moves. He has condensed the power of his whole body into this sword. .

There is no change because there is no need to change, and absolutely no one in the world can retreat safely under this sword.

No change is the best change, all the energy, all the strength, all the sword intent is integrated into this blow; any change, any back move will only weaken the sword.

No one can describe the brilliance and brilliance of this sword, and no one can describe the speed of this sword. This has surpassed the sword itself. It is lightning, thunder, and destructive light.

Ji Wuye had a warning sign in his heart, his energy was fully activated, his hands danced wildly, and the eight-foot long knife danced wildly. One after another, the eight-foot sword energy raged horizontally, piercing the air, and stabbing towards the sky one after another.

"Bachi Luanwu."

The first eight-foot saber qi is sent out towards the sky, the second eight-foot saber aura is sent out one after another, the third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth...

"Drink!"

Ji Wuye yelled loudly, and the strength of his whole body exploded. The thick black iron armor "Dangdangdang" on his body was broken by his inner strength, and pieces flew upside down in all directions.

With a burly upper body and twined arms, all the strength and all the aura were integrated into this last strike. Ji Wuye unleashed the strongest blow in his life.

Boom!

The ninth saber qi slashed towards the sky, and this saber aura transformed, extending from eight feet to nine feet.

Nine paths of sword energy, eight paths of eight feet, and one path of nine feet.

The nine saber qi are connected one by one, merging into a sky-shattering saber aura that is extremely bright and sharp.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and everyone held their breath.

In their eyes, there is only this sword, only this knife.

Two streaks of light, one high and the other, rushed out at the speed of lightning.

Bang!
The two streamers collided brazenly, and there was a moment of tranquility in the world, and then...

Everyone saw an extremely bright light wave, and a deafening explosion came from everyone's ears, and then they felt that they were blind in both eyes and deaf in both ears.

The only thing they can still feel is the torrential wind wave, which spreads and fills the entire open-air square, impacting ten feet, thirty feet, fifty feet...

Sword Qi and Dao Qi overflowed into the sky and earth, as if they were everywhere. Everyone felt the tingling of their membranes, and also felt the powerful Qi machine cold to the bone marrow.

When their ears gradually recovered their hearing and their eyes gradually recovered their vision, Li Changqing and Ji Wuye were already standing in the field, their backs facing each other.

Li Changqing stood with a sword in his hand, with a long-sleeved green shirt and drooping temples.

Ji Wuye blocked with two horizontal knives, and half of his red shirt was swaying. ,
The two stood with their backs facing each other, three feet apart.

Thousands of people were stunned, and the scene was dead silent!