Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

Boom, boom, boom!

The long streets and alleys exploded, the walls on both sides collapsed instantly, and the rocks splashed, disturbing the Qin army at the post station and the people living a hundred steps away from the post station.

The three long swords collided, and the blades intertwined with sparks. The sparks were dazzling, illuminating Li Changqing's handsome face, and also illuminating Xuan Jian's vicissitudes and bloodthirsty face.

The two leaned forward slightly, holding swords and competing for strength, and the true energy in their bodies circulated to the extreme.

Xuan Jian crossed his swords in both hands to block, and the black sword in his right hand slowly slid one by one, sparking sparks.

Two streaks of true energy, one pale gold, and one jet black.

True qi of different attributes collide with each other, resist each other, and surround each other, forming a cross halo storm.

The zhenqi storm condensed, and the strong air pressure was extremely heavy. The cracked stone slabs and broken wall bricks within a radius of three or four feet were all absorbed, and were quickly drawn into the zhenqi whirlwind.

Xuan Jian raised his eyes and said in surprise, "Your cultivation has improved so much?"

"No wonder, Ji Wuye will die by your hands."

Li Changqing looked cold and said lightly: "You are no exception."

"Hehe, you're still a little short of time to kill me." Xuan Jian sneered, roared in a low voice, and the waves of true energy were surging, crushing waves one after another.

Boom!

Xuan Jian's breath is fully open, and he is at the second level of the state of freedom, refining Qi and transforming God.

The third stage of the realm—refinement to transform Qi, refine Qi to transform spirit, and practice spirit to return to void.Once it goes to the extreme, the three are united, it is the unity of heaven and man, and the gods of the land.

The gods of the land, the mainland is king, the peak of martial arts, unless the gods come down to earth, the gods of the land are invincible.

In the battle of Zilanxuan, Xuan Jian was completely revived, his memory was restored, his mind was clear, a demon was completely revived, his strength broke through the shackles, he broke through the peak of refining Qi and transforming Qi, and became a true master of refining Qi and transforming gods.

Li Changqing's face froze, the innate universe kung fu was activated to the extreme, the innate gossip chart seal emerged, the peak cultivation base of refining and transforming qi broke out, and the true essence was endless, and the cycle was not extinguished.

The firepower of the two was fully fired, the radiant true energy, and the dazzling sword energy burst out.

With a swish, the two passed by each other, and the stream of light disappeared in a flash.

Xuan Jian's posture flew and turned back, the white sword in his left hand cut across, the sharp blade, sharp sword energy, cutting the air with the surging sword energy that cuts gold and jade, and the air exploded.

Li Changqing turned around, bent back, the white sword almost passed by his lower abdomen, a powerful white sword energy exploded, cut across the sky three or ten feet long, and hit a house.

bang bang bang...

The walls of the house exploded directly, bricks flew, and the roof rubble splashed. The whole house collapsed instantly, and dust filled the air.

Xuan Jian held the black sword in his right hand against the hilt, and straightened everything from bottom to top.

Li Changqing pointed out with a sword in his right hand, and the Bone Erosion Demon Sword hit the blade of the black sword in Xuan Jian's right hand, and with a wave of sword energy, he pushed away the opponent's powerful sword.

Xuan Jian held the sword in both hands, slashing wildly, the black and white sword energy crisscrossed, raging the world.

In the second level of the realm, refining Qi to transform into a god, Xuan Jian's cultivation base has already reached the top of the rivers and lakes. He is a powerful warrior who is not weaker than the peasant hero Kui Tianguang and the Mohist giant six-fingered black hero.

In terms of swordsmanship, Xuan Jian's two-handed swordsmanship is superb, and his own experience and suffering have made him cruel, bloodthirsty, ruthless, and ruthless, which is very suitable for Xuan Jian's sword spirit.

In addition, Xuan Jian practiced both internally and externally, and he also had quite profound attainments in body training kung fu, smashing Wushuang ghost's body training qi with one easy move.

Extreme cultivation, superb swordsmanship, one black and one white peerless sword, superb body training technique, bloodthirsty and cruel heart of swordsmanship.

When all these attributes are blessed on one person, the explosive combat power of this person is absolutely hard to find an opponent at the same level.

It's no wonder that in the Qin Shi series, Xuan Jian has been able to single-handedly fight vertically and horizontally for a long time, and at the same time, he is known as the ceiling of "Tianxing" combat power.

At the beginning, Xuan Jian hadn't fully recovered yet, Li Changqing was still at the pinnacle of the ninth rank, and was suppressed everywhere.

Now, Xuan Jian has completely recovered, and Li Changqing is not what it used to be. His cultivation has reached the peak of refining and transforming Qi, and he has the top cultivation to fight Xuan Jian head-on.

As for swordsmanship, Li Changqing has never been afraid of anyone.

"Clearly..."

The three sharp swords of the gods clashed, and each blow was powerful, and each blow of the long swords would shake the air in all directions.

With the two at the center, fierce sword energy overflowed, and surging true energy raged.

Within a radius of ten feet, non-first-class masters dare not approach, and it is difficult to approach.

"what!"

Xuan Jian jumped up, his body curled up in the air, his limbs curled up in the air, his hands held the hilt behind his back, and the long sword cut across the air, one left and one right, and the powerful zhenqi gathered momentum, and the sword aura more than doubled in an instant.

With this level of breath and sword energy erupting, Xuan Jian was as evil and powerful as a demon.

shhhhhh...

In just a short moment, Xuan Jian swung his sword with both arms to fight out, sword aura, black and white intertwined, cutting the sky, and there was the sound of sharp blades piercing the strong wind, and the bright sword aura erupted.

In an instant, Li Changqing was enveloped by Xuan Jian's burst of sword energy.

Li Changqing's expression froze, he held the sword in his right hand, and the slender sword body burned circles of true energy, the scabbard on his left hand had already been pushed out of the battlefield, the index finger and middle finger of his left hand were bent together, and the pulp of his finger touched the slender sword body.

boom!
As Li Changqing wiped the Bone Erosion Demon Sword with the index finger and middle finger of his left hand, a terrifying murderous intent erupted from each person and sword, and the light golden true energy intertwined with the cold sword energy, killing them instantly.

Fourteen Swords of Death!
A sword that surpasses swordsmanship, the essence of the deadly thirteen swords, the bonus after the green leaves, a sword that touches the realm of kendo.

boom!
The poisonous dragon's sword energy engulfs one person and one sword, and kills out straight. The black poisonous dragon transforms into a horse and sweeps across the sky for several feet in an instant, killing like a broken bamboo.

This momentum is irresistible, and it is also difficult to resist, as if it can tear everything apart.

clang clang...

Sword energy bloomed all over the sky, and others could no longer see the battle on the battlefield clearly, even Yan Lingji couldn't see clearly.

Yan Lingji stood outside the gate of the post station, holding a sword in both hands, a red long sword, and hundreds of Qin soldiers by her side, waiting in full force.

All the soldiers looked terrified.

"Are they, are they devils?"

"What a powerful force."

"..."

Jianguang chichi bloomed, and the buildings around the posthouse were shattered, the mud walls collapsed, the stables collapsed, the brick walls collapsed, and the stone slabs on the ground were thrown away wildly.

After a long time, everything settled down.

In the arena, Li Changqing was the only one left, wearing a green shirt, standing with a sword in his hand, his temples drooping slightly, and his bright and deep eyes looking ten feet away.

Ten zhang away, on a wall, Xuan Jian was dressed in black, standing facing the wind, with a cross scar on his face, he said with a ferocious smile, "You really have the strength to fight me head-on."

"Unfortunately, the target of my mission this time is not you."

Xuan Jian smiled and said, "However, I have a premonition that there must be a battle between you and me."

"I have fully recovered, and the power of the ultimate ultimate move: Front Blade Killing and Back Blade Suppressing Soul has also been further enhanced."

Xuan Jian flew over, the black shadow leaped away, and the voice floated from the air: "Li Changqing, I look forward to the final battle between you and me."

Li Changqing let out a long breath, reached out with his left hand, and sucked in his mighty zhenqi. Seven or eight feet away, the scabbard flew into his hand, and the Bone Corrosion Demon Sword slowly returned to its sheath.

"Xuan Jian, I'm also looking forward to your stronger blow."

A few hundred meters away, Xuan Jian stopped in shape.

With a muffled snort, Xuan Jian's mouth was bleeding.

Xuan Jian wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said solemnly with his eyes: "Fourteen Swords of Death, as Li Changqing's internal strength is getting closer and closer to me, the sword in his hand is putting more and more pressure on me."

"Except for the final lore, I have no swordsmanship that can surpass the Fourteen Swords of Death. I was slightly injured by the previous blow."

"But, can my lore match up to the more powerful Fifteen Killing Swords?"

"Li Changqing is not what he used to be."

For the first time, Xuan Jian had no confidence in his own swordsmanship.

At a certain moment, Xuan Jian's eyes froze, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced to the left and back, and walked out of the dark alley in a coir raincoat.

The coir raincoat respectfully saluted, "Master Xuan Jian."

Xuan Jian said indifferently: "The coir raincoat."

The coir raincoat clasped his fists and said, "Master Zheri ordered me to go to Chu, and I will assist you to complete your goal."

Xuan Jian nodded and walked away.

The man in coir raincoat slowly raised his head, his eyes palpitated, and he whispered to himself: "Is Li Changqing already strong enough to compete with Xuan Jian?"

"Six Sword Slaves have lost one of them, and Chaos God has not yet returned to his throne. Can Five Sword Slaves beat Li Changqing at this time?"

"I don't know how much of Li Changqing's true energy was consumed in this battle?"