Comprehensive martial arts: Infinitely simplified, the sword crushes Li Hanyi at the beginning

Chapter 332: The sword of national mourning, the most desolate

On the head of the gun, there was a glow of light.

There was a vague feeling of tearing through the void.

This level of sharpness is definitely not something that a warrior in the Celestial Realm can display.

So, Sikong Changfeng broke through half a step to land?

Luo Qingyang's eyes flickered, and there was a vague feeling of uneasiness in her heart.

Sikong Changfeng unexpectedly became a half-step strong man on land without making a sound.

Things seemed to be a little beyond his expectation.

But soon, he suppressed the uneasiness in his heart.

What if Sikong Changfeng breaks through half a step to become a land immortal?

For him now, there is not much difference between half a step on land and the peak of celestial phenomena.

At most, it is just a change from winning with one sword to winning with two swords.

Sikong Changfeng glared angrily and asked, "Luo Qingyang, do you know that today is the wedding day of my second senior sister?"

Luo Qingyang calmly replied: "I know."

"Then why did you come to ask Jian today?"

"Asking for swords means asking for swords. Do you need to choose a day?"

Hearing this, Sikong Changfeng could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

"Okay, let me see if your Jiuge Sword Technique is as invincible as the legend says?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sikong Changfeng thrust his spear straight into Luo Qingyang's throat.

The moves are mediocre and don't seem to have much power.

But the speed was extremely fast.

Ordinary celestial warriors would not even have a chance to react when faced with this stab.

However, this move was nothing to Luo Qingyang, who was already a land god.

In his eyes, Sikong Changfeng's movements were very slow.

I saw him holding Jiuge, waving it gently, and easily deflected the spear that was stabbing him.

A thrust shot was deflected away, and Sikong Changfeng took advantage of the situation and changed his moves.

Holding the tail of the gun in his hand, he swept it across.

The howling wind made Luo Qingyang's ears ring with tinnitus.

"The name of Gun Immortal is well-deserved," Luo Qingyang praised.

If it were normal times, he would definitely drop everything and have a good fight with Sikong Changfeng.

But in this situation, it's better to make a quick decision.

Thinking of this, Luo Qingyang held the hilt of the sword.

The next second, Jiu Ge came out of his sheath.

Under Sikong Changfeng's surprised gaze, Luo Qingyang's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

When he reappeared, Luo Qingyang was already behind Sikong Changfeng.

The long sword stabbed out calmly, and the point of impact was Sikong Changfeng's pipa bone.

As long as it is pierced here, Sikong Changfeng's ability to move can be locked.

It would not hurt his life, but it would also make him lose the ability to resist.

Feeling the biting coldness coming from behind, Sikong Changfeng felt a chill in his heart. Before he could turn around, he immediately held his spear upside down and stabbed behind him.

However, his hasty response speed was much inferior to Luo Qingyang's.

Just as the spear was halfway through, Luo Qingyang's Jiuge Sword had already penetrated Sikong Changfeng's clothes.

At this moment, a long sword shot out from above Xueyue City.

The long sword was impartial and just hit Luo Qingyang's Jiu Ge.

With the impact, the Nine Song Sword deflected slightly.

Brushing across Sikong Changfeng's back.

A stab.

He cut a big gash in Sikong Changfeng's clothes.

Luo Qingyang didn't have time to think about where this sword came from.

Because Sikong Changfeng's spear was already close to his belly.

Luo Qingyang tapped the ground lightly with her toes and quickly backed up. After dodging the spear, she turned her gaze to the city.

"Thousands of books, Confucianism and swordsman Xie Xuan"?

After the words fell, on top of the city, a man dressed as a Confucian scholar came down gracefully and stood with Sikong Changfeng.

Xie Xuan pulled out his sword Wanjuan Shu from the ground and pointed it diagonally at Luo Qingyang.

"It's just under".

Xie Xuan's sudden appearance caught Luo Qingyang off guard, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

"You and Xue Yuecheng don't seem to be deeply involved, right?"

"It didn't happen before, but now it does. The two people getting married today are my master and my wife. Do you think they are involved?"

"Master? Su Qingxuan?" Luo Qingyang looked moved.

Xie Xuan actually recognized Su Qingxuan as his master, which greatly exceeded his expectations.

With Xie Xuan's talent and talent, coupled with his unruly and unruly temperament, it's hard to imagine that he would take someone as his disciple.

What kind of magic power does this foreign Su Qingxuan have?

Although he hasn't been able to see Su Qingxuan with his own eyes, Luo Qingyang has already placed an unfathomable label on him in his heart.

At this moment, Xie Xuan's voice came again.

"For the sake of being a fellow Beili Five Swordsman, I'll give you a piece of advice."

"Before a big mess happens, follow me into the city and make amends to Master and Wife."

Hearing this, Luo Qingyang laughed silently.

Apologize?

Xie Xuan really dared to say it.

Looking at Beili, who dares to ask Gu Jianxian to apologize.

Even if Su Qingxuan's cultivation is unfathomable, at most he is only in the realm of land gods, the same realm as himself.

When they fight hard, the outcome is still uncertain.

Seeing Luo Qingyang's appearance, Xie Xuan could only helplessly shake his head and sigh: "It's hard to persuade a damned person with good words."

He could feel that Luo Qingyang's divine light was now restrained and his breath was tight.

Compared to the last time the two met, Luo Qingyang was many times more powerful now.

Not surprisingly, he should have broken through to the realm of land gods.

This kind of talent can be ranked among the top in Beili Jianghu.

It's a pity that Luo Qingyang shouldn't provoke his master.

You shouldn't come looking for trouble on today's day.

Land fairy? Is it strong?

There are at least four land gods in Xueyue City now.

Moreover, among them were his master Su Qingxuan and Li Changsheng, a perverted land immortal.

If he really wanted to use his hands, one punch would be enough to send Luo Qingyang back to his hometown and be reincarnated.

Unwise, really unwise.

Xie Xuan thought about it and couldn't help but shake his head, looking at Luo Qingyang with a hint of sympathy.

Poor baby, he has just broken through to land immortality, and has not had time to create a new myth in the world, so he has to stay here.

At this moment, Sikong Changfeng had also calmed down, holding a spear in his hand and looking sharply.

"It's useless to talk more. Let's see the truth behind the scenes."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sikong Changfeng and his gun turned into an afterimage and hit Luo Qingyang.

Xie Xuan also followed closely, holding a sword to follow.

Looking at the two people charging toward him, Luo Qingyang's lips curved into a slight smile.

The Jiuge Sheath in his hand turned, and a desolate and desolate mood rose from him.

Immediately afterwards, endless sword energy spread out.

"The sword of national mourning." Xie Xuan frowned slightly, and before he had time to think about it, he quickly put ten thousand books in front of him.

Sikong Changfeng also raised his spear to block it.

However, there is still a big gap between the two people's cultivation levels and Luo Qingyang's current level.

Within a breath of contact, the two of them were shocked and fell back.

"The sword of national mourning is the most desolate."

"I have been raising swords in Muliang City for many years, but I finally made your sword perfect."

Xie Xuan said with a serious expression.

Luo Qingyang did not respond, he put away the Nine Song Sword, and then said: "You two are no match for me, please call Su Qingxuan out."