Chen Yuan stood on the wall and jumped slightly, like a big eagle pounced down.

The Dongyue Yuyang ruler flows with a red luster, making the air difficult to overflow, causing transparent ripples to ripples in the air.

Qin Xianyu met with a sword.

It's the intersecting swords again.

The sky is like a wave of water, with colorless ripples spreading out.

Qin Xianyu groaned and took seven steps back.

Chen Yuan flew backwards and landed about a meter behind.

"In the face of head-on combat, it seems that Chen Yuan is better."

"Not necessarily, Chen Yuan was pounced on the wall and gained an advantage. Yuhua Daojun met up from the bottom and was at a disadvantage."

While everyone was commenting on this, the scene was changed again.

Chen Yuan landed on the ground, jumped down, and pounced on him again.

Dongyue Yuyang ruled directly to Qin Xianyu's head.

Qin Xianyu took a deep breath, then opened his mouth, and white air slowly came out and landed on the Qingli Sword.

The sword and the sword are intercepted.

Qin Xianyu took five steps back.

Chen Yuan's outbreak was just a little blocked, and he held the Dongyue Yuyang ruler and ran away again.

Another white air burst out from Qin Xianyu's mouth and fell on the Qingli sword.

In the eyes of ordinary Taoists, only the Taoist Lord Yuhua retreated step by step under Chen Yuan's continuous attacks, and seemed to be unbearable.

However, those many Gangsha characters were silent.

Especially the five seniors who were perfect in Gangsha had a solemn expression.

"What method did Yuhua Daojun use?"

"Just put a mouth apart, white energy fell on the sword, adding power?"

"How many white air has been vomited so far?"

"The Seventh Road."

“What’s the result now?”

"have equal shares."

Several seniors who have perfect Gangsha seem to have questions and answers, but in fact they are solving their doubts for their disciples behind them.

It was not until these old men spoke that the dozen or so practitioners were suddenly shocked, as if they had cleared the fog and saw the truth.

Yuhua Daojun was at a disadvantage at the beginning. At this moment, he was equal to Chen Yuan?

Every white air increases the power of Qingli Sword by three points?

Seeing that he fell down white energy one after another, his power seemed to be able to stack up. So far, he was the seventh white energy, and he had a draw with Chen Yuan.

Could it be that there is no limit. It can continuously increase the power of Qingli Sword?

Next to the pond, all the monks were silent.

When Yuhua Daojun vomited the seventh ray of white energy, he fought with Chen Yuan head-on, and both of them took a step back, clearly evenly.

"The white air in Daojun's mouth seems to be able to bless Qingli Sword."

The old man in blue and gray clothes was still holding the long banner, and his eyebrows were quite surprised, but he was not as surprised as the others. He just said slowly: "He was originally a great success in the Earth Demon, and each sword could fully exert his own strength. When these white energy were blessed to the Qingli Sword, he had already crossed the boundary of the Earth Demon's Great Success and reached the Tiangang level."

"But it's strange. In theory, he is only a great cultivation level of the Earth Demon, and it should be difficult to control the power of the Tiangang level. It will feel empty and unstable. But every sword is still extremely stable, and even the power of the white energy blessing on the Qingli Sword is fully utilized, without any wasting or wasting in the empty space. Every thread of energy is just right."

The old man said it wonderfully, and the battle between the two figures in the pond was also wonderful.

Everyone felt very happy.

"Look!"

Someone exclaimed and pointed at the reflection in the pond.

I saw another white air coming out of Yuhua Daojun, which actually gained the upper hand, pressing Chen Yuan, and hitting Chen Yuan several steps back, but he himself was still stable.

"How many white air is this?"

"The twelfth way!"

"Every white air makes the Qingli sword become more powerful. It is constantly superimposed. Is it really no limit? It can be endless?"

Someone gasped, then gritted his teeth and said with great certainty: "This must be the last one."

But when he finished what he said, everyone saw Yuhua Daojun take a deep breath and slowly exhaled the thirteenth ray of white air.

The man was shocked and speechless.

In the courtyard, Qin Xianyu looked solemn and dropped the thirteenth breath of white air on the Qingli magic sword.

Chen Yuan also used his skills silently, and his true energy was poured into the Dongyue Yuyang ruler. He raised his head and said slowly: "My realm is better than you, but when he fights with his strength, he still cannot defeat you. This is only considered my loss."

If you cannot win by your strength alone, you will think you are not as good as yourself.

In other words, the next step is not just one's own strength.

Qin Xianyu felt a little anxious, and knew that the next fight would not be like before, like a martial artist who was going to swords, but a real means.

In an instant, the Dongyue Yuyang ruler in Chen Yuan's hand burst out with a red light, like fire, like flame, like morning glow, like auspicious colors, showing the most treasure.

Qin Xianyu's eyes were slightly condensed, and he said in his heart: "It is worthy of being the treasure of the Dragon and Tiger Real Person."

Since he refined this Qingli sword, Qin Xianyu felt that this sword was incomparable with himself, and he was very satisfied with it, and the power of the fire talisman on the sword was even more amazing. If it were ordinary weapons, they would have been cut off by his sword, but the Dongyue Yuyang ruler was a weapon worn by the real person Longhu, so he could continue to fight with the Qingli sword without any damage.

But from the other hand, if Qin Xianyu still held the ordinary long sword of ordinary weapons, no matter how capable he is, he would probably be interrupted by the Dongyue Yuyang ruler. However, the Qingli sword can withstand the treasure of the Dragon and Tiger True Man. It can be seen that this Qingli sword is also extraordinary, no less than the treasure of the Dragon and Tiger True Man.

After the thirteenth ray of white air fell from Qin Xianyu's mouth, the Qingli sword was no longer as clear as water, but as crystal clear as jade and transparent in color.

The rays of the sun and the sun in the east are full of the auspicious colors, showing the power of the treasure.

The Qingli Sword brings light inward, the jade seed turns inward, and returns to nature.

"I have 13 inches of true energy, which is 13 white energy."

"At this moment, thirteen white rays have been blessed with it."

"The last one!"

Qin Xianyu's light shone like a star dot, and suddenly flashed and he walked up with his sword.

This is the first time he has taken the initiative to take the initiative since the two fought.

Chen Yuan looked plain, and Dongyue Yuyang ruler waved forward and said, "The sun is in the sky."

Above the Dongyue Yuyang ruler, a bright light burst out, dazzling, like the harsh sun falling from the sky.

This kind of scene has gone beyond the scope of secular martial arts, and is a true immortal Taoist technique and magical secret technique.

Qin Xianyu felt his eyes tingling, almost crying, and a wave of burning air hit his face.

But he did not stop, but went forward and fell with a sword.

This sword was like the fire that he usually cut the front of the incense head, but this time it was not a burning incense head, but a burning sun.

The Qingli sword is crystal clear and moist, but the color and light are all restrained.

There were thirteen white rays on the sword.

The momentum of sword drawing is the secret sword recorded above the first interpretation of the sword art.
Chapter completed!