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Use your fists to prove your strength.

This is the only thing Song Qingshu can do now!

"Master, what is the current strength of the old sword master?"

Feeling the murderous aura of swordsmanship brewing between heaven and earth, the owner of Fengjian Mountain Villa frowned and asked Li Zhan.

Li Zhan was silent for a long time, and then he sighed slightly:

"After so many years, although the old swordsman has made slow progress, he has already half-stepped into the realm of the fourth-fold Nascent Soul."

Hearing this, the owner of Fengjian Villa is a little worried:

"So, I'm afraid the old sword master is not Song Qingshu's opponent. Song Qingshu has many means, and the old sword master is probably..."

Before the owner of Fengjian Mountain Villa finished speaking, Li Zhan shook his head with a sneer: "The old sword master can only make one sword."

……

Fengjian Villa is extremely concerned about the decisive battle between the old sword master and Song Qingshu.

Tang Mengu also paid great attention to this battle.

Because, Tang Xun really wanted to know what Song Qingshu's skills were like.

The owner of Tangmen Valley looked at the slightly thin figure of the old sword master, and sneered: "Father, I don't think you need to watch it any longer."

"One of the powerhouses of the Nascent Soul Third Heaven fell under Song Qingshu's sword."

"Even if there is one more, what's the point?"

Tang Xun frowned, looked at the figure of the old sword master, shook his head and said:

"If it's an ordinary Yuanying triple, I'm afraid I'm really not optimistic about being a father."

"But this old sword master who has taught swords for more than 80 years in Fengjian Villa is not unusual."

The owner of Tangmen Valley was puzzled:

"Why is it unusual?"

Tang Xun smiled wryly, raised his hand, and lifted the thick hair covering his left eye, revealing a sword mark between his eyebrows: "If it was normal, I wouldn't have almost lost my left eye by a sword back then. "

Back then when there was friction between Tangmen Valley and Fengjian Villa.

Tang Xun, who was not yet the owner of the valley, met the sword master who was in charge of teaching swords in Fengjian Villa.

Tang Xun, who was still at the seventh level of Jindan at that time, waved out seven Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needles.

Facing the seven Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needles, the old sword master, who is also a Golden Core cultivator, only made one strike.

It was obviously just an ordinary sword, but it cut out the aura of harmony between man and nature.

When the sword power is exhausted.

The pear blossom needle is broken.

Between Lightning and Flint.

But Tang Xun only had time to lower his head slightly.

But he was almost blinded by cutting off his left eye first...

But now, the old swordsman has become a strong Nascent Soul, and his understanding of the laws of heaven is even better than before.

How terrifying would his sword be now?

I am afraid that only Song Qingshu, who is standing eight zhang away in front of the old sword master, can give an answer to this question.

"You are older than me, you draw your sword first."

Song Qing wrote about the old sword master's snow-white hair, and didn't take him too seriously, jokingly said.

The old sword master did not shirk.

In his eyes, Song Qingshu is already a dead person.

And he can't talk to dead people.

Therefore, the old sword master just swung the sword round and slashed at Song Qingshu.

at this moment.

It seems that there is only this sword left in the world.

Song Qingshu frowned, Zixue soft sword trembled slightly in his hand, and said secretly:

"Strong!"

Chapter 317

It started when Song Qingshu stepped into this world of martial arts.

He has seen the fighting style of many people.

Some kill enemies with pure martial arts.

Such as the elders of the Black Feather Evil Sect.

A crow fighting skill is extremely powerful, so evil that it is frightening.

Some kill enemies with incomparably ingenious hidden weapons.

Such as Tang Mengu, a family of hidden weapons, and others.

The left hand is the Buddha's wrath lotus, and the right hand has lost many masters under the rainstorm pear blossom needle.

And some people simply rely on a sharp blade in their hands to kill the enemy.

Like the old sword master in front of Song Qingshu.

When the old sword master stabbed Song Qingshu with that sword, it seemed that there was only this sword left in the world.

And Song Qingshu under the sword.

Song Qingshu looked at the sword coming towards him, and his palm trembled uncontrollably.

It was excitement, but also nervousness. Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh: "I have never seen such a pure sword intent before!"

In Song Qingshu's eyes.

At this moment, the old sword master's movements became extremely slow.

It was so slow that Song Qingshu could clearly see every move of the old sword master when he swung his sword.

The old swordsman used his vitality to control the sword in front of him, and the thin iron sword was suspended in the air, buzzing.

At this moment, the floating clouds above the sky were gradually smashed to pieces by the infinite sword intent.

The sun in the sky suddenly seemed to become brighter.

Tens of thousands of beams of light shone on the thin iron sword, making the dark sword body glow with golden light.

A sword intent that was so pure that Song Qingshu sighed was like a condensed beam of light.

It floated out from the hand of the old sword master who was tens of feet away from Song Qingshu.

Calm and powerful, ignoring any spatial distance, like an aurora, falling from the sky to the world.

In the blink of an eye, the sword intent had descended dozens of feet away.

In an instant, the sword's edge almost cut through the space in front of Song Qingshu.

Facing Song Qingshu's neck, he waved it like a death scythe.

Such a magical sword technique.

In the Nascent Soul Realm.

This was the first time Song Qingshu saw it.

Song Qingshu is sure that such a sword has already stood at the peak of the Nascent Soul Fourth Layer.

Although the realm has not yet been broken, there is only a very thin line left to further comprehend the Dao of Heaven and Earth, and the realm of the fifth stage of the Nascent Soul!

This is the first time Song Qingshu has seen such a powerful iron sword.

Even, it was even stronger than the [-] cuts of the Black Feather Evil Sect's lord, Mo Xiezong.

Seeing such a terrifying iron sword, everyone present did not believe that Song Qingshu could survive.

"Hey, it seems that the so-called Lord of the Heavenly Emperor is indeed a short-lived person."

Li Zhan looked at the sword swung by the old sword master, shook his head, and said in disappointment.

Tang Xun never spoke.

He just looked at the sword of the old sword master, and subconsciously covered his forehead.

His face was a little pale.

The sword scar between the eyebrows is a little painful.

"One sword is the same as before, this sword is invincible..."

After Tang Xun took a few deep breaths, the pain at the corner of his eyebrows was no longer obvious.

Immediately Tang Xun shook his head with a wry smile, and murmured to the old sword master's sword.

"Such a simple sword, but it is better than my sword drawing, old sword master, your sword is really strong!"

Facing this pure and invincible sword intent, Song Qingshu sighed, but he was never afraid.

I saw Leisi shining under Song Qingshu's feet, it was Lei Ling's Fengshen leg.

Fog gradually grew around Song Qingshu's body, because of the misty clouds.

One is the limit of the body law world, and the other is the martial skill of the artistic conception level,

The two add up.

It's a speed beyond common sense!

In such an instant, Song Qingshu seemed to break away from the shackles of space, and swept tens of feet behind him like a ghost.