Vol 2 Chapter 740: Sword Fairy on the Ground

　　 But these words fell in the ears of the four Jinjia people, as if by the ear.
　　 Xia Qingchen is in a good mood, they don't care.
　　 What they control is that Xia Qingchen is in a bad mood.
　　 "The pear sword is blooming!"
　　 "Seven Star Lotus Shadow Tips!"
　　 "Arrogant Sword Song!"
　　 "Broken Cloud Sword!"
　　 Without exception, all of them are performing swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship is extraordinary, all of which are high-grade martial arts.
　　On the strength of martial arts, it is comparable to Xia Qingchen's "The Real Sword of Royal Sword".
　　It can be said that the completeness of swordsmanship is one heaven and one underground!
　　 Xia Qingchen's eyes dropped, his palm slowly held the sword handle around his waist, and whispered softly: "Why don't you always listen?"
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　　The sound of the sword coming out of the sheath has not yet been conveyed. A huge sword shadow more than ten feet high twitched from the sheath of the sword and fell straight down with the momentum of annihilation.
　　 The swordsmanship of the four golden armourmen was proud, all crushed into pieces under the huge sword shadow.
　　 Sword Shadow's remnant is unabated, and it falls among the four.
　　 Only listened to the loud noise of the bang, and the earth shuddered fiercely. The four were shocked by the powerful sword gas, and all fell into the burial sword pool.
　　 Their golden tough armor was shocked and covered with cracks, and there was more or less blood on the corners of their mouths.
　　 But the power of this sword goes beyond this!
　　The sword shadow fell to the ground, and the shadow shattered into a sharp and sharp slap-like sword gas, slashing in all directions.
　　Within ten feet, no escape!
　　When the four were injured, they had no effective resistance at all. Seeing that they would be penetrated, the middle-aged gold armor who had never shot, pulled out the rusty iron sword behind him and drew a huge circle.
　　 The sword qi that exploded, just like the flow back to the sea, all poured into the circle.
　　 When all the sword qi was sucked in, the gold-priced middle-aged horizontal sword pointed to the sky, and the swirling circle absorbed the sword qi from the carrier into the sky, exploding in mid-air to avoid hurting himself.
　　 Xia Qingchen glanced at him and said lightly: "Heir of Beidou Jianliu, it's fair."
Ok?
　　The middle-aged golden armor with a sword, frowned, his eyes suddenly sharp: "Who are you?"
　　 He watched with indifferent eyes and had to admit that the swordmanship of this cool young man was extremely high!
　　 The same level of swordsmanship can be exhibited by the other party, fulfilling its own artistic conception and being like a sword alive.
　　 He asked himself, only about swordsmanship, maybe he hadn't necessarily reached him yet.
　　If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he could not believe that there would be such a young kendo master in the world!
　　 Even if you start to cultivate from the belly, it is impossible to practice so high in just a few decades!
　　However, what really amazed Jinjia Middle-aged was that he was just throwing a sword at random, and the other party saw the origin of his sword faction, which was really amazing.
　　His swordsmanship comes from a relic elder from the mountains. No one except him and the relic elder knew that what he was practicing was the Beidou sword flow that had been lost for thousands of years!
　　 Even in Zhongyun Realm, those old monsters who have lived for many years do not understand his swordsmanship.
　　 The young man in front of him recognized it at a glance, which was really shocking.
　　 Xia Qingchen was deaf to what he asked, and turned away.
　　The middle-aged man in Jin Jia is very surprised. He took a step forward and chased it: "Wait..."
　　Walking from his feet, a ray of sword gas remained around his body, accompanied by the footsteps, and rushed forward, facing Xia Qingchen's vest.
　　 Xia Qingchen didn't look back, simply backhanded two sword arcs.
　　The sword arcs collided with each other, and they quickly evolved into a round arc of sword gas.
　　 The surging sword gas was absorbed by the circular sword arc on the spot.
　　More than that, the circular sword arc has its own boundless mystery, and it actually dissolves the sword gas inhaled by itself. Instead of the middle-aged gold armor, it needs to throw the circular sword arc to high altitude to make them explode.
　　 "North Emperor Sword Realm!!!" Jin Jia middle-aged broke into silence!
　　Senior relics of the deep mountain taught him his swordsmanship, he once said that there are three swordsmanships in the school of Beidou Jianliu.
　　 The first is where he is currently, Dou Zhuanxing shifts to the realm!
　　 The second is the Ziqi Soaring Heaven where the old man of the deep mountain is located.
　　 Third, the highest state, the Northern Emperor Sword Realm!
　　According to the relics of the deep mountain, the Northern Emperor Sword Realm enrolled two students with one instrument, and two instruments were infinite.
　　 means that any sword can be changed in any way, and any sword technique of Beidou sword flow can be evolved.
　　Xia Qingchen only cast two sword arcs at will, and then evolved his most proud Qiankun fight!
　　 This is the legendary Northern Emperor Sword Realm!
　　 However, what made Jin Jia middle-aged unbelievable is that he remembered that the relics of the deep mountain clearly stated that the highest state of the Northern Emperor Sword Realm, only the founding ancestor of the Beidou Jianliu, the Beidou Sword God had reached.
　　 Latecomers, none of them reached.
　　 But the teenager just showed it!
　　 "It can't be true." Jin Jia middle-aged self-comforted: "It should be some special swordsmanship, a bit similar to the Beidou sword flow?"
　　After all, Xia Qingchen is still so young, how can swordsmanship be beyond the level of saint to the level of the Northern Emperor's sword?
　　 "Youth, I have something to ask you, wait..." Middle-aged Jin Jia raised his eyes and recovered his calm eyes, but was replaced by shock again!
　　 I saw that Xia Qingchen stepped on his sword and turned into a Changhong flying away!
　　 Yes, fly, he flew away!
　　Middle-aged Jin Jia was trembling, and his eyes were all replaced by shock: "Yu... Yujian flying!"
　　Yujian flying can only be achieved by the mid-month strong.
　　 But the young man is obviously not a strong mid-moon realm.
　　 The only explanation is that his swordsmanship is extraordinary, and he has reached the level of swordsman!
　　Middle-aged Jin Jia looked at the residual image that disappeared in his sight. His heart could not help but tremble, looking at the vast sky, and tears rushed in his eyes: "Master, the disciple finally saw the sword fairy on the ground you said!"
　　 Three years ago, the life of the relics of the deep mountain was approaching. Before sitting, I looked at the statue of the ancestor. Unfortunately, I said that the greatest regret in this life is that I have never met the sword fairy on the ground.
　　The middle-aged Jin Jia at that time did not believe that there was a sword fairy in the world.
　　In his eyes, Master Zunshan's relics are the detached sword fairy of the hidden world.
　　 But now when he sees Xia Qingchen, he finally realizes that there are really sword fairies on earth!
　　 sweeps the world with a sword, flying by the sword.
　　 is not a god, sword is better than god.
　　 is not in the sky, but it is above the earth.
　　 That is the sword fairy on the ground!
　　Jin Jia's middle-aged mood can't be calm for a long time, and he can't express his inner feelings with words.
　　 If Master is still alive in the world, you will be very excited, are you happy?
　　 It's a pity that the sword immortals come and go without a trace.
　　Jin Jia has been standing for a long time in middle age, and he is completely lost. His mind is full of traces of the sword immortal on the ground, and his evaluation of himself-fair.
　　 "Affirmation of the sword immortal on the ground shows that my swordsmanship is correct." Middle-aged Jin Jia was excited.
　　Thinking of the sword fairy on the ground, the circular arc of the sword drawn randomly, in his mind, he could perceive a lot of mysteries that have not been taught by the relics of the deep mountain.
　　 And the more you taste, the more middle-aged Jin Jia feels, faintly, as if she has caught some inspiration.
　　 can be traced back carefully, just like the moon in the mist in the well, nowhere to ponder.
　　 The feeling of being about to get out of the way and being hindered by something, made Jin Jia middle-aged scratching his head and scratching his head, which was extremely uncomfortable.
　　 "Need actual combat! Only actual combat can break through the final shackles." Jin Jia middle-aged expects.
(End of this chapter)