Chapter 905: A willow leaf

The old sect master reported himself for the first time because the person he wanted to ask was Chao Qingqiu, and depending on his realm and combat power, he was serious enough.
It's just that he didn't expect Chao Qingqiu to be indifferent.
He stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the old Sect Master standing on the bow of the Xianzhou, his face was expressionless, and he did not seem to have any plans to challenge.
He is the first person in the world, and he deserves his shot. But now that he poses this posture, it makes others puzzled.
As the master of a sect, what Yang Sui saw and heard was not comparable to ordinary people. Although Chao Qingqiu was indifferent, he would not have the slightest contempt, and he would naturally not feel that Chao Qingqiu was born. The timid heart.
Yang Sui stopped talking after a word, just staring at Chao Qingqiu and Emperor Wu.
When Emperor Wu took the shot, it was probably the idea of ​​many monks.
Standing next to Chao Qingqiu, Liu Xiang asked, "If you can't make a sword, then I will try it?"
Although Liu Xiang is Liu Xiang, at this moment, the realm of kendo and combat power are far worse than Chao Qingqiu.
Chao Qingqiu glanced at him, then said unexpectedly: "Okay."
Liu Xiang's face changed slightly, and then he smiled bitterly: "You really think I didn't die early enough."
Chao Qingqiu gave an unparalleled hum.
Liu Xiang said, "Are you serious?"
Chao Qingqiu turned and walked towards the Daxiong Hall, and slowly said, "Stand for me for a while."
When speaking, Liu Xiang could feel the obvious fluctuations of sword qi, which radiated from Chao Qingqiu's body, which meant that Chao Qingqiu at the moment might be fighting someone.
That's why I let him top it?
Liu Xiang held down the sword at his waist and felt something wrong. Then he remembered that Bai Wen, who had followed him for a long time, had already given his cheap apprentice to him. At this moment, he was casually holding a certain iron. I bought it from Jianshop.
Just a few taels of silver.
Liu Xiang bowed his head and poked, then raised his head to look at Xianzhou, speaking in a calm voice as much as possible, "Here is Liu Xiang, a swordsman in the world."
The sound is not loud, but it can reach everyone's ears.
If Liu Xiang was just opening his mouth, perhaps he wouldn’t be too eye-catching. After all, the battle between Han Lu and Li Fuyao had reached quite anxious time, but Liu Xiang was Liu Xiang, whether it was now or once. , It will not be too simple.
After saying a word, there was a muffled noise between heaven and earth.
In front of Lingshan Cliff, the clouds and mist were originally lingering, but when the sword in Liu Lane was handed out, the clouds and mist dissipated, and a blue light appeared on the horizon, and then a cyan sword energy visible to the naked eye rose from Lingshan, and it was still attached to Liu Lane at first On the hilt of the sword, after Liu Xiang left the sword, he left the sword, and the sound of wind and thunder suddenly sounded, as if there were gods beating the drums in the nine heavens!
Chao Qingqiu's sword is killing people, where is Liu Xiang's sword?
Perhaps those sword immortals who lived six thousand years ago knew it, but after six thousand years, who else would know?
Emperor Wu didn't even know.
Liu Xiang laughed and stepped forward. When he swept forward, it was like the sharpest sword between heaven and earth. Every step forward, the sword energy was stronger than before.
When he had reached the cloud, everyone's eyes were not on the dragon and white bird before, but at Liu Xiang.
Will Liu Xiang's combat power at this moment be stronger than Li Fuyao?
It shouldn't.
What about Kendo?
Maybe
It will be higher.
At this moment, Zhao Qingqiu dare to say to the old Sect Master that he has a chance of winning?
What about Liuxiang?
The old Sect Master watched this scene without saying anything. Chao Qingqiu didn't make a move. Instead, he asked another Sword Immortal to make a move. He wouldn't let others do it for him. When Chao Qingqiu made the move and how he would make it, he didn't do anything like this. Worry, he just knew that if this person shot at this moment, he would kill this person.
So after a while, he already stretched out his hand. Before Xianzhou, a majestic Qi machine was born quickly, and then it continued to climb. Sword Qi has been moving forward for a long time. At this moment, the Qi machine has been climbing slowly, but it depends on the old master. The realm of strength is not important.
So when Liu Xiang exhaled a suffocating breath, that blue sword aura had already reached Xianzhou.
The old sect master suddenly gathered those majestic auras, made a fist with one hand, and blasted a fist on the blue sword aura. The two collided, releasing a sound like a sky thunder, causing the sea of ​​clouds to suddenly shake.
Liu Xiang's face instantly turned pale, but he still took a step forward.
After the collision, the sword energy dissipated, like a long cyan sword breaking every inch, the old sect master took a step forward and almost fell in front of Liu Xiang. These two, one of them was the highest realm among the cultivators outside the sky. , The other one is probably considered the best among the cultivators on earth. When the two met, there was no extra words.
The long sword in Liu Xiang's waist was unsheathed, and a blue light flashed.
The old sovereign blasted out again.
The majestic Qi machine started from that iron fist, but in a moment it intruded and went straight to Liuxiang.
Liu Xiang's face was bloodshot by the wind, but he never retreated. With a sword across his chest, the blue sword light was blown away after it was born, and then it was born again, so back and forth, it never really dissipated.
But even so, that fist was about to fall on Liu Xiang's chest. Liu Xiang's iron sword was actually broken, but it was forcibly connected by Liu Xiang with sword energy.
Once the sword qi dissipates, the iron sword will be completely broken.
With a sword in hand, the swordsman can go to heaven and earth.
But if the sword is gone, does it have to die along with it?
Liu Xiang smiled miserably, and Chao Qingqiu asked him to top him first, and he came too, but he didn't expect that he would be able to top him for a while.
He smiled bitterly and said, "Liu Xiang, if you don't come by yourself, let me do it. Do you think I can stand it?"
The voice was inaudible, and only the old Sect Master could hear it in front of him. Although he didn't know the meaning, he still said: "Everything is really reliable, it's nothing but himself."
Liu Xiang nodded, thinking so deeply, he stretched out his hand again, grabbed a fragment of the iron sword before the fist fell on his body, and then gently handed it out.
In fact, when he got here, he was Liu Xiang's strongest sword in the true sense.
Whether it's a sword in his hand or a piece of sword. At this time, Liu Xiang still held a sword.
This sword is Liu Xiang's 6,000 years of walking in the world, and it truly belongs to him.
Six thousand years ago, Liu Xiang was shocked and beautiful. Whether it was swordsmanship or sword intent, it was almost the highest in the world. It was too difficult for future generations to get past him. Even after it was divided into two, this Liu Xiang It is not easy to get past him.
What's more, Liu Xiang lived in the shadow of another Liu Xiang from beginning to end.
So having this sword is already an extremely difficult situation.
The old sovereign felt the power of that sword, so he whispered
Hey, and then watched the sword cut through his clothes, almost falling on his body.
The sword energy that looked insignificant contained too much.
The old sect master had to stretch out his other hand. After stopping the sword, he looked at Liu Xiang and said, "Your place has indeed given us a lot of surprises."
Surprise or fright, it all depends on whether it can be mastered.
The old sovereign has absolute self-confidence.
Liu Xiang smiled helplessly, that sword had been handed out, but it was not successful. In fact, it was not that the sword was not good, but his current realm was not enough.
At this moment, what else can he do besides watching that iron fist fall to his chest?
Maybe we can still pray.
Many monks turned their heads, unwilling to see this scene. Although by this time, several Canghai cultivators had been defeated and died, Liu Xiang was different.
In the hearts of Jian Xiu and the swordsmen, it was a high mountain.
But now the mountain is about to collapse.
Someone was already crying.
As a monk, most of them have no feelings about foreign objects, and many people are chasing the word longevity.
But this is not true for everyone, especially at this time.
"Liu Jianxian!"
It seemed that they all remembered that in Luoyang city a long time ago, when the man named Chao Qingqiu faced many saints alone, and finally fell.
A breath of sadness spread.
The old sect master yelled again.
Because he found that his iron fist had not yet landed on Liu Xiang's chest.
A sword energy passed through the sea of ​​clouds and fell on him.
The sword aura is not too fierce, but at this time it can attract the attention of the old Sect Master. He follows this sword aura and looks at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance. The young man in green shirt is standing on the cloud with his sword, breathing heavily. .
Where's Han Lu?
The old sect master subconsciously thought of the young man from Tianzong, and soon he was relieved when he saw Han Lu's figure at the end of Yunhai.
It's just that Han Lu's state is not too bad now. Because his clothes were not able to dodge a sword aura before, they have broken a lot now, and even his hair bun was almost cut off by a sword.
Naturally, his opponent wasn't much better. The young man still had blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and his face was pale.
The old sect master ignored that sword aura, but had some appreciation for the young man who still had more power.
Taking him away may be their biggest gain.
This person is young and has all the conditions to become a peerless man.
The old sect master even thought that if he had him in the sect, he would be able to challenge the Tianzong in a few years, and soon he might even surpass the Tianzong.
Pity.
The old sect master sighed and fisted towards Liu Xiang. Anyway, kill Liu Xiang first.
Liu Xiang was not powerless to resist. Under Li Fuyao's sword, he had some breathing opportunities, and then he handed out a sword.
It just seems to be meaningless.
The fist of the old sect master passed through those sword qi, slowly but firmly fell on his chest.
There was a loud bang.
It was like a big drum being beaten severely.
Willow Lane fell from the clouds.
Slow and sad.
It's like a willow leaf.