Stunning beauty

On the coast of the North Sea, a deserted city.

When the dawn came, the dawn fell, and the Qianye clan, who were forced to have nowhere to retreat, emerged a peerless powerhouse.

Qianye Bailian walked out of the dark place with the Hundred Refined Divine Weapon in his hand, his aura was surging, powerful and fierce.

Xingfeng, Buyu, Zhenyang, and Bailian, a hundred years ago, the four great Yingzhou powerhouses who caused disasters in the Central Plains all gathered together, just to stop the pace of the Central Plains peerless genius.

Four against one, four hundred years and five realms, this situation should be absolutely suppressed, but the eyes of the four are very dignified, not daring to be careless.

The atmosphere gradually became heavy and chilling.

In front of the four of them, Li Qingzhi stood alone with a sword in his hand. There was no trace of fear on his stern face. Even in a one against four, he was extremely calm.

Thousands of years ago, Taoism declined in the world, and all inheritances were lost.

When the Central Plains was in decline, Confucius, the head of Confucianism, was born. He established the Confucian School with one hand. Over the past thousand years, he forcibly raised the sky of the Central Plains.

It cannot be said that the times make heroes, or heroes make history, but there is no doubt that in every special era, there will always be heroes who can change the times.

Today, when the catastrophe of winter is approaching, the Taoist sect has once again emerged a peerless arrogance, who is as stunning as the Confucian leader a thousand years ago. Just one person is enough to hold up the sky in front of him.

In the barren city of Chiba, under the brilliance of the rising sun, the chill of winter cannot be dispelled.

Whether it is the Central Plains, Mobei, or Yingzhou, winter is indeed getting colder and colder.

The polar night and winter are approaching, and this is something that no one can change.

"Young man, let me ask you the last question, whether to refund or not!"

Ten steps away, Qianye Bailian looked at the peerless genius of the Central Plains in front of him, and said in a deep voice.

"Back, sir!"

Li Qingzhi spat out four words lightly, and his hand holding the sword tightened a bit.

No wonder, my little brother likes to scold people so much. It turns out that some people really can't communicate normally.

The faces of Qianye Mao and Qianye Bailian suddenly sank, and the murderous intent in their eyes became more intense.

"Irreverent junior!"

Qianye Bailian drank in a deep voice, and immediately his figure passed by, and Bailian's soldiers chopped down with unparalleled sharpness.

Li Qingzhi turned to one side, avoiding the sharp edge of Bailian.

After a moment.

The Hundred Refined Divine Soldiers slashed down, and the ground cracked open as soon as it reached the ground.

The exceptionally sharp magic weapon is invincible, and in the hands of Qianye Bailian, it turns into a murderous soldier who kills gods and demons, and cannot be touched.

Li Qingzhi sensed the unusualness of the weapon in front of him, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he swung the unparalleled sword in his hand, seeing that the magic weapon was exhausted for a moment, and slashed at Qianye Bailian's arm.

"Keng!"

In an instant, Qianye Xingfeng's figure swept over, and the sharp knife slashed across, blocking Wushuang's edge again.

Subsequently.

Qianye Buyu attacked from the other side, the epee pierced through the air with full strength.

Four magic soldiers, with dazzling sharpness, are fighting for victory under the rising sun.

Simultaneously.

Chiba Mao mobilized his whole body of true energy, and took Hunhun Haoyuan with his heavy palm, and slapped at the peerless arrogance in the battle.

The four teamed up, alternated offense and defense, and had a tacit understanding. After a hundred years of getting along, each other was already very familiar with their respective martial arts characteristics. Just a look in their eyes was enough to clarify each other's intentions.

The most unsolvable killing situation, the most dangerous situation, even if the sword fairy in the world comes in person, it is difficult to retreat completely.

"Liujia Secret Blessing!"

In the middle of the battle, at the moment of life and death, a blazing brilliance appeared in Li Qing's eyes, dazzling.

"Fu Tian fights!"

The Taoist secret technique appeared for the first time, and the violent zhenqi rushed back to the eight meridians, tracing back to the divine treasure. In an instant, a powerful energy from the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty burst out, shocking the world and destroying the world.

In the past, Confucius, the head of Confucianism, realized the nine ways of Confucianism to ask the sky from the nine-character mantra of Taoism. Today, Li Qingzhi reproduces the secret formula of Taoism that has been lost for thousands of years. The terrifying power makes the world of the deserted city lose its color.

"Uh!"

The terrifying impact swayed away, and Xingfeng and Buyu, who were already seriously injured, could not resist this amazing force, and flew out directly, the corners of their mouths flushed red one after another.

At the same time, Chiba Bailian and Chiba Mao were also impacted by this breath, and their moves were three points slower.

It is this moment of stagnation.

That's enough.

Li Qing's body moved, a sword swung across, and with a bang, Qianye Bailian was shocked back.

Simultaneously.

Li Qingzhi's right hand pointed at the same time, with sword qi criss-crossing, piercing his face, shaking Qianye Zhenyuan's palm strength away.

In an instant, the four people's siege was broken through head-on.

In an unbelievable scene, the four peerless masters of the Qianye clan fought against each other, but they still couldn't help the peerless Tianjiao of the Central Plains.

Battle center.

Li Qingzhi's true energy was surging, his coercion continued to rise, and he fought against the sky, showing the most astonishing power.

"This is?"

In the depths of the deserted city, a terrified voice sounded, saying, "The method of the Central Plains Taoism."

"Daomen?"

Then another voice sounded, and said in disbelief, "Daomen, hasn't it been destroyed for a thousand years?"

"I don't know either, but the secret technique he used just now is very similar to the Taoism's Futian fighting technique!"

The old monster who spoke before said in shock, "It's not good. According to the legend, the Futian Fighting Technique can increase a person's combat power several times. It is extremely terrifying. If it is true, Qianye Bailian and the others may not be able to stop it."

"Fighting against the sky?"

Another old monster reacted, and his tone was also shocked. Obviously, he had also heard of this secret technique.

Between the two talking.

In the deserted city.

The battle was all-out hot.

Li Qingzhi's figure was disillusioned very quickly, as fast as lightning, afterimages flew in the air, the sword passed, and blood gushed like a waterfall.

Xingfeng and Buyu were the first to bear the brunt, and their injuries were getting worse and worse. Even Qianye Xingfeng, who was known for his speed, could not keep up with the speed of the Li family's peerless talent at this moment.

Similarly, when Qianye Buyu wanted to limit the speed of the opponent in front of him with his strength, his arm went numb, and his tiger's mouth split open. In the competition of strength, he also lost.

Speed, strength, true qi strength, martial arts experience, everything was completely suppressed.

Indescribable, flawless strength, desperate.

A hundred years and five realms, a peerless powerhouse who is unattainable in front of ordinary people, but now, in front of the Li family's peerless genius, he is as helpless as a child.

Under extreme speed, it was impossible for the four of them to encircle and kill. All Li Qingzhi's offensives were concentrated on the two hard-hit people, Xingfeng and Buyu. The purpose was obvious.

While you are sick, I will kill you!

Qianye Xingfeng and Qianye Buyu were aware of the purpose of the person in front of them, and they were shocked and angry at the same time.

Never thought that one day, they would be treated as soft persimmons.

Li Qingzhi felt the moment when the minds of the two fluctuated, and the corners of his mouth curled into a cold arc.

between breaths.

Li Qingzhi's figure was faster by three points.

Seeing this, Qianye Xingfeng also forcibly increased his speed, refusing to admit defeat.

"not good!"

Chiba Bailian and Chiba Mao saw that Qianye Xingfeng was forcibly accelerating, and immediately felt that something was wrong.

"what!"

Can't get back to God.

In the battle situation, a scream sounded.

Surprised to see Qianye Xingfeng's hand holding the knife in the extremely fast confrontation ahead, it snapped off at the sound.

In the contest of extreme speed, after the judgment of superiority and inferiority, it is death.

An arm flew down, and then, the edge of the sword slashed across, sealing the throat with a sword.

The blood gushing all over the sky dyed the morning sun red, and under the rising sun, the bleak vermilion was so beautiful.

The road to hell is open, no one will be left under the sword