This Swordsman is Too Steady Chapter 163

Remember [New] for a second,! A sword that gathers the power of the four swordsmen, traverses the sky.

The Azure Dragon Lord stood on top of the golden dragon's head, his face was ruthless and dignified.

His emotions were indifferent, and he was not afraid even when dealing with a sword that surpassed the Sword Immortal rank.

At some point, a lightsaber composed of Yuehua, more than ten miles long, appeared in his hand.

Still the power of the bright moon array.

Sword of the Moon.

The master of Qinglong wants to use the power of the Mingyue Array to counteract the power of Xie Qingyun's sword fairy, and use the sword to fight the sword.

The giant sword that was more than ten miles long made Fuyao as small as a hair.

It picked straight up, facing the fluffy flutter.

The sword of the moon is in contact with Fuyao.

It looks like two swords that are not of the same order at all.

However, in contrast to the size, Fu Yao was safe and sound, but the Sword of the Bright Moon suddenly collapsed, shattered into countless pieces, and fell down piece by piece.

Like a meteor shower.

The swinging power in Xie Qingyun's hand was not exhausted at all, and it penetrated the meteor fragments and continued to cut down.

Slashed on the face of the stunned Qinglong ruler.

He slashed on the face of the master of the Taoist sect, who had been regarded as a cultivator in Zhongling Town for a long time, and was side by side with Xie Qingyun.

A frost line appeared on the face of the Azure Dragon Lord.

Crack clap.

The next moment, an extremely subtle sound sounded, like the sound of glass breaking.

Countless spider silk-like cracks spread out along the frost line.

boom!

After a deafening explosion, the Azure Dragon Lord just collapsed in the air.

His flesh splattered everywhere.

However, due to the condensation of the bright moon formation, the flesh and blood did not fly, but solidified into blood-colored crystals, rustling towards the Longcheng Pass below.

It looked like a **** hailstorm had fallen.

But the difference is that these blood-colored hailstones contain the powerful power of a respected monk.

Therefore, its power is far superior to hail, and it is more like a dense meteor shower. When it hits Longcheng Pass, the buildings of Longcheng Pass collapse one after another, burning with high temperature and fiery blood-colored flames.

A moment ago, the still majestic Soul Reverend split the soul, the dignified Zhenyu cultivator, the honorable realm cultivator, the Azure Dragon Lord turned into a blood-colored hail and died.

However, Xie Qingyun's sword is more than that.

Fuyao, still fell down in an unstoppable formation.

Xie Qingyun went down into the wind, and behind him, Dapeng roamed with the wind.

The Qinglong ruler is dead, but he is only the soul of Soul Venerable, so Qinglong has not been affected in any way.

"You will regret this."

The Azure Dragon Lord was clearly dead, but above the sky, there was an ethereal, cruel and frantic voice.

This is the voice of the Azure Dragon Lord!

I don't know where it came from, why.

But everyone can see at this moment that at the position where the Azure Dragon Lord used to stand, that is, above the dragon head, there is a gray wheel spinning rapidly.

The ash wheel is made up of scattered pieces of bone.

At this moment, there are wisps of blood-red lines, constantly overflowing from those bone fragments with the rotation of the gray wheel.

The blood is like a thread, the blood is chaotic, and it is extremely desolate.

After those blood-colored lines overflowed from the bone fragments, they did not drip, but turned into crimson brilliance.

Puffs of red smoke, revealing the ashes, rose up, covering the sky and the sun, rolling endlessly.

Those red smoke, like the sky, condensed into a gray shadow over the dragon head, like a giant who opened up the world, with blurred faces.

"Xie Qingyun, if you don't belong to the half-ancestor, even the power of the Four Great Sword Immortals will still be suppressed by me today!"

An extremely angry shout came from the gray shadow, as if it came from the ancient prehistoric times.

With the appearance of this voice, the power of Peimuo Nengyu arises from the heavens and the earth.

The sky sent murderous intentions, the earth sent murderous intentions, and the whole world put down terrible pressure to suppress Xie Qingyun.

Click!

A crack appeared on Xie Qingyun's body.

"Huanling blood wheel."

Outside the Longcheng Pass in the distance, the Shuiyue Watcher looked at the glittering sky and the gray giant shadow that suddenly appeared, with a very solemn expression on his face.

"The Taoist tool of the Huanling Sect," she murmured.

Dao Artifacts are the highest-ranked existences in the middle class of Dharma Artifacts, and are rare in the world.

Even a cultivator with the title of honor can't do one per person.

Only the Seven Great Dao Sects of the Human Race have a Dao Artifact in each sect.

Therefore, these seven great tools are also regarded as the background of the seven great sects.

The Taoist device of Tianjiguan is Tianjijing, and the Taoist device of Jianzong is Fuyao.

As one of the Seven Great Dao Sects, the Huanling Sect naturally also possesses a Taoist tool.

The Taoist device of the Huanling Sect is called the Huanling Blood Wheel.

The magical power of the Huanling Blood Wheel is very simple.

Purify the blood and release the power in the blood.

It doesn't seem to be particularly strong, because this magical power is a bit tasteless no matter how you look at it.

But in the hands of Huanlingzong, it turned corruption into magic.

It is with the help of this Taoist tool that Soul Venerable can refine the body of the Azure Dragon.

Today, what the Qinglong Master is doing is to release the power in the blood with the help of the Huanling Blood Wheel.

whose blood?

boom! boom! boom!

At this time, huge corpses suddenly appeared from the sky, fell down quickly, and landed on the ground of Longcheng Pass, blasting out deep pits.

Among those corpses, there are golden lions with golden rays flowing all over their bodies, with a horn between their eyebrows, which looks like a different species at first glance, and fierce sparrows whose bodies are larger than dark clouds, and there are purple thunder patterns on their bodies... ......

There are different types and a large number of them. The only thing they have in common is that they are all fierce beasts, and without the fierceness of the past, their blood is dry, their vitality is lost, and they become dry corpses.

These beasts died silently and without complaint.

Their blood and life were integrated into the Huanling blood wheel, in exchange for this moment's outbreak.

This is the last resistance, the last light and strength of the Azure Dragon Lord.

Qinglong dominates, is the master.

Master is the honorific title of beast cultivator.

This time, the Azure Dragon Lord released the power of blood in all his pet pets.

At the critical moment of life and death, he did not hesitate at all, sacrificed the lives of all his beast pets decisively, and used the Huanling Blood Wheel to send out the strongest resistance to Xie Qingyun.

Xie Qingyun's unparalleled sword is too condescending.

Therefore, even with the help of the Qinglong body and the Mingyue Great Array, Soul Venerable still does not have sufficient confidence to block this sword.

However, if Soul Venerable can have the current strength, it is by no means lacking in the determination and perseverance of a strong man to break his wrist.

Therefore, at the moment when Xie Qingyun slashed this sword, Soul Venerable had already thought about it, as long as he could keep the Qinglong and his body, everything else could be discarded.

You Xie Qingyun are willing to exhaust the luck of the sword sect, can my soul be reluctant to separate the soul?

He ruled the two domains for thousands of years, how could he ever fall into such a predicament.

Today is the ten thousand years of accumulation and heritage of the master of Qinglong, can't you change your Xie Qingyun's success or failure?

The gray shadow is extremely tall.

Crack clap.

Xie Qingyun's body shattered with the sound of bones shattering.

The pressure from the gray shadow alone had already caused Xie Qingyun's bones to shatter.

At this time, Xie Qingyun was like a piece of porcelain that was about to fall apart, full of cracks.

Gray Shadow raised his hand, clenched his fist, and blasted at Xie Qingyun.

Soul Venerable's thinking is too clear.

The goal of this gray shadow was to kill Xie Qingyun from beginning to end, not to stop Xie Qingyun's sword.

Because the former is much simpler than the latter.

In this sword of Xie Qingyun, the power of the four sword immortals of the Sword Sect gathered together.

If you want to stop it, it is equivalent to stopping four sword immortals at the same time.

One sword fairy is enough to destroy the world, let alone four?

This sword is by no means manpower capable of carrying.

However, the sword became stronger, but Xie Qingyun himself did not change.

This is the only weakness of Xie Qingyun's sword.

Weakness that is not a weakness - Sword Immortal itself cannot be considered weak no matter what.

A punch that condensed the power of the Taoist tool and the power of Qinglong to dominate the blood of all beast pets, fell from the sky.

"It's not beyond the sword fairy, after all, it's just a bigger ant."

"And I am the Holy Demon!"

The ground-breaking gray shadow roared.

The half ancestor of the human race, the half saint of the demon race, the strongest force in the world, descended from the sky.

Xie Qingyun's spine bent down sharply.

The pressure like a mountain is too light to describe Xie Qingyun's experience at the moment.

Correctly speaking, it should be, as if there is a sky pressing down on Xie Qingyun.

Xie Qingyun looked up at the sky.

I saw that the sky above my head was incomparably pure, except for the bright moon that should not be there, there was nothing else.

It is this incomparable purity that represents incomparably terrifying.

Because, the gray shadow has clearly punched.

Xie Qingyun's back is bending a little bit.

So he knew that death was imminent.

Although death would have come, it made a big difference whether it came after the sword fell on Qinglong or before.

If Xie Qingyun turned his sword towards the gray shadow at this time, with the power of the four sword immortals, he would surely be able to easily destroy the gray shadow.

The question is, is there enough power to kill the Azure Dragon who is blessed by the Mingyue Great Array after beheading the Azure Dragon Lord and the Sword of Gray Shadow?

This certainly looks like a tough choice.

Xie Qingyun has made many choices in his life, but when it comes to swordsmanship, he has never made a choice.

Since the sword is out, move forward.

Where is the second way?

So Xie Qingyun ignored the day and the place and continued to hand the sword forward.

He is gambling.

The sword is fast, or the fist of the gray shadow is fast.

Normally, Jianxiu's sword is the fastest thing in the world.

However, in this level of battle, many things that should be lost often lose their natural rights.

It's not all good to say.

at this time.

Xie Qingyun's eyes suddenly burst into light, clear and clear.

He smiled relievedly.

Because, there was a red light that cut through the sky and went straight to the gray shadow

The battle between Xie Qingyun and Qinglong was not high in the sky, and the people below could even see them clearly.

Normally, Longcheng Pass is the barrier of the demons at this time, and the demons in Longcheng Pass have a reason to make a move together to help Soul Zun kill Xie Qingyun.

But the problem is, the two sides of this battle, one is comparable to the half ancestor, and the other has gathered the power of the four sword immortals.

So what's the use of these magic cultivators even if they see it?

No magician can intervene in a fight at this level.

Even the Demon Venerable can't.

No matter how many, it is still empty.

So logically speaking, there should be no human race cultivator who has a way to give Xie Qingyun a powerful help at this time.

But as I said earlier, in this battle, many things that should have been lost often lose their natural right.

So here it comes.

Lu Qingshan's sword.

Taoist.

Dragon Sparrow.

Outside Longcheng Pass.

Lu Qingshan closed his eyes and placed his hands in front of his abdomen, as if leaning on a sword.

But the sword that was supposed to be leaned on has disappeared, shot into the sky, and shot at the gray shadow condensed by the Huanling Blood Wheel.

The power of the sword is not enough.

At least compared to the coercion of the gray shadow is far from enough.

But after this sword, the gray shadow seemed to be decomposed by an invisible force to form the most original fine particles of the world, melted into this world, and returned to silence.

The gray shadow, who was more majestic than Demon Venerable before, was directly shattered and eliminated by a sword.

After the gray gas dissipated, the Huanling blood wheel that formed the gray shadow, after a few laps, lost its brilliance, wandered helplessly, and no longer had any magical power.

Lu Qingshan, whose eyes were tightly closed, murmured in a low voice.

"In front of Jianxiu, where is the holy devil?"

There is no gray shadow, and there is no such pressure as the sky.

Xie Qingyun straightened his back a little bit.

He rode the wind down, straight into the most prosperous part of the moonlight.

The golden dragon roared in anger, with an alarming momentum, looking back and wanting to bite off the slender swaying handle.

Xie Qingyun hangs above its head, and the green shirt is screeching.

Finally, the two meet.

The terrifying wave that swept across the world spread out.

This force swept away from the sky, destroying all who stood in its way.

Above the sky, there are no obstacles, but not far from Longcheng Pass, there is a Xiantian Ridge, which is higher than the sky.

so.

The mountain collapsed.

Just as the magic cultivator standing guard had hoped.

above the sky.

I don't know if the sword got bigger or the golden dragon got smaller.

Fu Yao pierced into the head of the golden dragon.

Qinglong screamed and struggled desperately, the scales constantly flashing cold light, sparkling.

Fu Yao swam in the gaps in the scales of the Azure Dragon.

Dragon scales began to fall.

Qinglong felt the unbearable pain, struggled more and more fiercely, and rolled at high speed at high speed.

There are sparks around it from the clouds, but it can't get rid of this unparalleled sword.

Countless dragon scales fell, reflecting the sky light, extremely dazzling.

laugh.

Qinglong separated in an instant.

The huge head and body violated the law of gravity and were suspended in the sky.

The hideous dragon head is bigger than the sun.

The dragon body zigzagged how many miles in the sky.

Qinglong, who was dying, could no longer manipulate the bright moon formation, so he lost the blessing of the bright moon formation, and his body had returned to its original color.

"Why..." An angry but no longer vigorous voice came from the dragon head that had lost its dragon body.

Soul Venerable did not understand that Xie Qingyun was not a saint, so why did he do this thing to save the saint in the domain of Zhongling.

Then, the dragon's head and the dragon's body are like a blue sand river falling into the world for nine days.

Every grain of green sand contains infinite brilliance and heat, and it is released at this moment, so the green sand becomes a fireball.

In the process of falling, the fireball gradually turned into blue smoke and disappeared.

Xie Qingyun this sword.

Beheaded, slaughtered dragon.

In the sky, Xie Qingyun turned around tiredly and looked east.

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A person's life is a thousand miles of rivers and mountains, and there are countless passers-by.

Some people add color to the mountains and rivers, some people make the sun and the moon dull, some people change their rivers, and some people shape their bones.

He brought half of the sword sect to Zhongling to "send death", why?

Why is there any reason?

Don't look for a reason, the fact itself is the reason.

Finally, Xie Qingyun lowered his eyebrows and looked at Lu Qingshan.

From the point of view of Soul Venerable, Xie Qingyun exchanged Sword Sect for Zhongling

But Xie Qingyun didn't think so.

Sword Sect.

will never die.

He whispered: "Sword, go!"

Fuyao, flew towards Lu Qingshan.

The sword comes elsewhere, the sword goes here.

Chapter end