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Luo Qingyang used the sword dance of Guoshang, but still did not use Mu Liangcheng's meaning of Guoshang.

Although the sea of ​​ghosts is swallowed by the vision of Furong, the meaning of national mourning has been disturbed, and it will take a long time to straighten it out.

Now rashly mobilizing is likely to backfire on himself, so he can only rely on his own strength to use Guoshang Sword Dance.

With the display of Guoshang Sword Dance, the desolate sword intent slowly spread, covering the space where Luo Qingyang was.

This is sword power, Luo Qingyang is the master in the field of sword power, he can strengthen himself and weaken his opponent.

It's just that Han Qianluo and the Nine Defeated Sword Guards have been protected by the hibiscus flower vision, and they are invulnerable to all laws, and will not be suppressed and weakened by Guoshang's sword.

He is even using the characteristics of the hibiscus flower vision to devour Luo Qingyang's Guoshang sword power, comprehending the inner mysteries.

"fall!"

After the sword dance lasted to the second half, with Luo Qingyang's clear shout, thousands of sword qi erupted, attacking the hibiscus flower vision from all directions.

At his level, the form of swordsmanship has long been able to follow one's inclinations. The sword dance of Guoshang can be gathered in one sword, and can also explode into thousands of swords.

Of course, it is naturally stronger to converge into one sword, but it is a pity that Jiuge Longjian has been riddled with holes and cracks in the previous confrontation, especially the gap that was cut at the beginning.

If you forcibly gather a sword, the body of the sword may have to shatter before it can be cut out, so it can only be transformed into thousands of sword qi.

The sword of Guoshang was indeed extremely sharp. It wiped away the vision of the hibiscus flower layer by layer, and finally met the nine defeated sword guards who were guarding the outside.

The defeated sword and spear of the Nine Great Defeated Sword Guards with their broken blades danced rapidly, but they were cut off one by one by thousands of sword qi. In the end, even the Nine Great Defeated Sword Guards themselves were dismembered. The alloy steel battle armor was also chopped into pieces.

With the power of the heavens and the invincible sword qi, it is naturally not something that the three-level different iron alloy steel can compete with.

Of course, it was mainly due to the speed at which the defeated sword guard walked, and the armor on his body was only a light armor with average thickness.

If it was replaced by Tian Hao's armor, it would not be a big problem to resist the sword dance of Guoshang, which was only half powerful.

But the shattering of the hibiscus flower vision and the dismemberment of the defeated sword guard also resisted the Guoshang sword dance, and did not hurt Han Qianluo at the core.

"It seems that you can't cut off the old man's sword!"

Looking at the Jiuge long sword in his hand, Luo Qingyang's stiff smile remained the same.

Although the Jiuge sword was riddled with holes and was on the verge of its limit, but fortunately it was not broken or broken, and I could still keep my old face.

Otherwise, if a group of juniors cut off the long sword in his hand, he would definitely die laughing at his junior sister.

"Not always!"

Han Qianluo also smiled, and the shattered hibiscus flower vision merged into the broken body of the Nine Great Defeated Sword Guards. With the help of spiritual power, the broken body reunited and healed quickly.

It didn't take long to recover completely, only the broken armor and swords and guns on his body could not be repaired.

"..."

Looking at the nine burly figures standing up again, the smile on Luo Qingyang's face became even stiffer. If he hadn't had enough self-restraint, he would have been so angry that he would have scolded his mother.

The old man worked so hard to smash the opponent, but who would have thought that the opponent would bring resurrection coins.

It's still an egg!

"Too unreasonable!"

Sikong Qianluo and the others on the city wall were stunned. Could the battle still go on like this?

It was obviously all shredded and only the torso was left, but it returned to normal in the blink of an eye.

Even if those are not real living people, this is too exaggerated!

Facing such an opponent, even a sword fairy would have a headache.

"You are right, Xue'er will leave it to you in the future!"

It was indeed a great opportunity for Ji Ruofeng to agree with his disciple's words last night.

"Master, don't be so ambiguous. You act as if you want to marry Axue to me. I like the kind who is gentle and virtuous. Axue is not my style."

Sensing the gossip eyes from Tang Lian and others, Xiao Se hurriedly corrected them, saying that the relationship between them was pure.

"Then you like that child Zoyi?"

Looking sideways, Ji Ruofeng was not annoyed.

He knows his disciple's temperament, he really prefers the gentle and gentle type, while his own daughter belongs to the kind of woman who doesn't give way to men.

"No, although Ruoyi has a gentle temper, he is too thoughtful, and his father is too arrogant, so he is not my type either!"

Xiao Se still shook his head, that girl Ruoyi had too many things in her heart, and she was too persistent, it's okay to be a younger sister, but forget it as a wife!

Not to mention that his father, Tu Ye Xiaoying, was one of the few people he couldn't see through. Although he looked reckless, there seemed to be something hidden deep in his heart.

Making that kind of character an old father-in-law is not a good choice.

"By the way, please ask Master to write a letter to Tianqi City, and let Ruoyi's sister go to Xueyue City, and I will ask Master Mang to treat her illness."

Speaking of Ye Ruoyi, Xiao Se suddenly realized that that younger sister is still a sick Xi Shi!

"That girl is congenitally incomplete, that person can cure it?"

Ji Ruofeng was suspicious and didn't quite believe this kind of thing.

That is not an ordinary disease, but a congenital defect that cannot be made up for by acquired means.

Ye Xiaoying even took that girl to the Valley of the Medicine King, but the medicine was still difficult to heal, and it was a miracle that she could even survive till now.

"Definitely!"

Xiao Se answered very seriously, if it was someone else, even that medicine king might not be able to cure him, but that cruel master would certainly be able to cure him.

You must know that he is a fierce man who can even turn an ancient corpse into a living dead!

"You mean sister Ye Ruoyi?"

Sikong Qianluo interrupted suddenly, vaguely guessing who Xiao Se was talking about.

"You know Sister Ruoyi? That's right, Uncle Ye and your father are old friends, you should have heard of her."

Xiao Se suddenly realized that the person Tu Ye Xiaoying and the spear fairy Sikong Changfeng were old friends, and it was normal for Sikong Qianluo to know that Ye Ruoyi existed.

"Not only do you know, Sister Ye is now a guest in our Xueyue City. Last year, Sister Ye's condition worsened, so Uncle Ye asked Father to treat and stabilize Sister Ye's condition.

This time, it happened that the big bastard master cured Sister Ye's illness and made her recover. "

Sikong Qianluo also thought that the big bastard master could cure Ye Ruoyi, so there was no need to doubt it.

"Look, Gu Jianxian and Senior Sister Han's swords have changed, the battle is not over yet!"

Tang Lian spoke suddenly, and everyone's attention fell to the battlefield in the city again.

"The old man still has a sword, saying: Li Hun!"

Luo Qingyang decided to dance the last sword, which was also the last blow of the Jiuge long sword.

After the sword dance, no matter what the result was, the sword had to come to an end.

It's not that the sword spirit of Jiu Ge Long Sword is not strong, nor is it that the power of heaven inside is not much, but the material is not as good as other swords.

Even with the blessing of his own skill and the power of heaven, he is still approaching the limit.

But the end is also the beginning. After death comes a new life. Jiuge will usher in a brand new sword body, which will be even stronger.

"I also have a sword called Zuo Shang, which I learned from senior's Guoshang sword dance just now, please taste it!"

Han Qianluo followed suit, and his hands condensed a more substantive sword energy of defeat, and a desolate sword gesture that was the same as Guoshang's sword gesture.

It was a stronger and more bleak sword style than the Guoshang sword style, at least in terms of benefits, it was higher than Luo Qingyang's Guoshang sword style.

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(Luo Qingyang: Damn, what is the report number! Someone is cheating!)

Chapter 1125

"Clan Shang?"

Luo Qingyang was in doubt, and clearly felt that the power of the sword of the race was stronger than that of the sword of the country.

It is not the strength of the background, but the strength of the intention.

But what kind of family's desolation can compare with the desolation of a country?

Although he was puzzled, Luo Qingyang did not hesitate, and swung the Nine Songs sword to perform the last move of the Nine Songs Sword Jue - Li Hun!

"Come on, you can play the drums, you can pass on the ballet, you can dance on behalf of others, and the concubine can promote you.

Spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums are endless and eternal. "

With the chanting of the verses and the guidance of the sword dance, Luo Qingyang's ritual soul sword momentum gradually took shape.

Ritual Soul is different from the previous ten moves of Jiu Ge Jian Jue, it is not welcoming gods, nor is it welcoming human souls, this song is completely opposite, it is about sending, sending gods, and sending souls!

It's a pity that the Jiuge Lihun itself is magnificent, with a brisk rhythm and brimming with joy, but Luo Qingyang's practice is the Desolate Sword.

And he himself was desolate in the first half of his life, and he never felt real joy at all, so the Lihun Sword Power he used was also desolate.

At the same time, Han Qianluo on the opposite side also held the Defeating Sword Qi, causing the Nine Great Defeating Sword Guards to dance. It was the Guoshang Sword Dance that Luo Qingyang used just now, but the intention was quite different.

As the sword danced, the sword energy of defeat emerged, and it turned into an endless huge skeleton covering almost [-]% of the ruined city of Muliang.

Those huge skeleton phantoms are exactly the same as the No. 19 animal skeletons of Youdu Underworld. It was Han Qianluo who used the power of the clan sword to guide the ancient miasma poison that had been swallowed at the beginning, and then evolved this kind of vision.

The Eternal Miasma Poison was evolved from the remnants of ancient divine beasts, so it naturally carried a trace of remnants of those ancient divine beasts.

It's just that Han Qianluo's previous cultivation was too weak to evolve that trace of remnants.

But today, with the help of the clan's sword power, and even Muliangcheng's meaning of national mourning, he finally managed to evolve it.

This is not over yet, as if they had been stimulated by some kind of stimulation, those phantoms of withered bones climbed up as if they were alive, and roared to the sky, a tragic and tragic momentum surged, making Ji Ruofeng who was watching the battle on the city wall pale, The others vomited blood together, terrified.

This is the clan swearing sword power, the clan shang sword power achieved by the destruction of the entire ancient times of the gods and beasts.

Although it was just the death of a family, it represented the entire era, and naturally it was not comparable to the death of a country like Luo Qingyang.

After the roar, all the divine beasts withered bones looked down at Luo Qingyang. Although those huge eye sockets were hollow, it gave the impression that they were watching.

Watching the whole era make Luo Qingyang's pressure soar, and even more terrifying murderous intentions emerge.

It was not aimed at Luo Qingyang's murderous intent, but the murderous intent aimed at the power of heaven in his body.

The era of divine beasts was destroyed by the heavens, and countless divine beasts naturally hated the heavens. Because of this, after sensing the power of heaven that Luo Qingyang merged into the power of the soul sword, those remnants were completely revived.

"Senior, the power of heaven in my body is almost exhausted, I can hardly control them!"

Han Qianluo suddenly spoke eagerly, Zuo Shang's sword was out of control, and she was about to lose control of those divine beasts.

Luo Qingyang also felt the murderous intent of those phantoms, and felt even more the terror of death.

If he really wanted to let those withered bone phantoms erupt, he would definitely die, which had already surpassed his cognition.

"Junior sister is still waiting for me, I can't die!"

Thinking of the junior sister who was imprisoned in the palace, Luo Qingyang gritted his teeth and unleashed the ritual soul sword with all his strength.

All the power of heaven in the body was poured into the Jiuge long sword, and then the long sword flew out of his hand and flew high into the sky.

The eyes of the dead bones of the gods and beasts also followed, and finally they swarmed up, smashing the Jiuge long sword and the power of heaven in it into powder.

After finishing these phantom visions, they dissipated and turned into remnants into the body of the female corpse dragon on Han Qianluo's arm for a temporary sojourn.

And without the power of heaven, Luo Qingyang's cultivation also plummeted. He fell from the realm of Sword Immortal to the ordinary realm of Happy Heaven, then the realm of Freedom, followed by the realm of Vajra Mortal, and did not stop until he fell out of the realm of Vajra Mortal.

The foundation of the martial arts system in this continent lies in the comprehension and absorption of the power of the heavens. Without the power of the heavens as the foundation, it will naturally fall in cultivation.

"What were those just now?"

Not caring about the decline in his own cultivation, Luo Qingyang asked in a deep voice.

Those remnants are far stronger than the previous ghost remnants, they are a kind of essential strength, and they must have been supreme existences during their lifetime.

Especially that kind of body, all of which are more than a hundred feet, how can there be such a creation in the world?

What exactly is that?

"Now you are not qualified to know!"