After Liu Qingshan finished speaking, he clapped his palms forward.
"boom!"
A cold palm print appeared in the air, and it rushed out dozens of feet in an instant, and rushed towards An Jing with an extremely sharp whistle.
Before this palm print reached An Jing, a surging cyan energy appeared around his body, and countless cyan energy rushed in from all directions.
An Jing saw the dense green energy around him and did not dare to be careless at all. He slashed forward with the long sword in his hand.
Clang Clang Clang Clang!
It only lasted a breath, but An Jing swung hundreds of swords, and all the green energy that surged around him was blocked by it.
Suddenly, a chill ran down Anjing's spine, as if some danger was approaching.
"Break it for me!"
The long sword in An Jing's hand stabbed three feet to the left. The tip of the long sword just hit Liu Qingshan's afterimage, and then stabbed towards the ground, and a thunderous explosion suddenly erupted.
The surrounding bluestones, wooden chairs and tables were all blown away, and the entire hall was shaken.
The fight between the two seemed like two volcanoes colliding violently, which was earth-shattering and shocking.
"This is the battle between top masters."
Everyone stared at the two figures, sighing in their hearts.
"The fourth heavy sword force?"
Liu Qingshan took a few steps back, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
With this move, he did not test An Jing, but planned to kill him with one blow, but An Jing saw through it.
Liu Qingshan's pupils narrowed slightly. He knew that to deal with this swordsman today, he must show some real strength.
In a flash of lightning, the two collided again.
The interlaced figures were almost invisible. Except for Tianliu and Zhao Qingmei, almost no one present could see their figures clearly. Even Mu Jinglun could not see clearly.
Liu Qingshan let out a low cry and waved his palm forward suddenly. The surging energy surged out instantly, like a mountain falling hard.
Boom! Boom!
The terrifying sound resounded, and some of the onlookers turned pale, and their steps retreated again and again.
Qingshan's big palm print! Split the ground!
An Jing only felt a huge momentum locking onto him, and then strong wind rushed in, making a hunting sound.
Nine-character sword formula! Formation is secret!
The long sword in his hand danced wildly, forming sword rays in an instant. These sword rays seemed to be connected, forming sword arrays.
"Kick-kick-kick!"
I saw the huge palm print pressing hard, and the formation formed by the sword light instantly cracked.
Liu Qingshan's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his inner energy surged wildly towards his arm.
"Boom!"
The sword array could no longer withstand the terrifying pressure and instantly collapsed, while the remaining energy rushed towards Anjing below.
"It's over..."
Su Ze frowned and had a bad feeling in his heart.
Is the peerless swordsman very powerful?
He is indeed very powerful, but who is Liu Qingshan?
That was the leader of the Cao Gang, the absolute overlord of Jiangnan Road. He was a one-and-done person, and his majesty had already been deeply ingrained in everyone's heart.
The last time he took action was seven years ago, and he didn't even take action when he attacked and killed the leader of the Raging Whale Gang.
Tan Yun also looked extremely nervous at this moment, as if his heart was in his throat.
Zhao Qingmei's anger surged and she was ready to take action.
"Buzz! Buzz!"
At this moment, An Jing's navy blue cloak suddenly released golden rays of light, instantly blocking the overbearing palm print.
But even so, An Jing still took a few steps back, feeling a jolt of pain in his chest, and then a mouthful of sweetness poured out of his mouth.
"No, we can't fight with Liu Qingshan anymore..."
An Jing's throat surged, and he forced himself to swallow the blood.
Once he is defeated, the masters from the four major families in Jiangnan Road will probably join forces, and it will be much more troublesome to leave.
"Um!?"
Zhao Qingmei's hands froze. She was very familiar with this kind of pressure, but how could this swordsman have such pressure?
Liu Qingshan was shocked when he saw the golden light, and then his face became solemn.
Tianliu just stood there dumbly, as if he would never take action without Liu Qingshan's order.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
An Jing swung the long sword in his hand, and the sound of the sword's roar echoed throughout the world.
Then he pointed his sword towards Liu Qingshan.
"Chi!"
The icy cold atmosphere envelopes the world, which is exactly the Guigu swordsmanship, a killing style with one sword.
Kill with one sword!
Liu Qingshan felt as if the world had slowed down, and only the tip of the sword was stabbing forward, making him unable to avoid it and had no choice but to head forward.
"Ghost Valley?"
Liu Qingshan took a deep breath, clenched his fingers, and then punched him.
"boom!"
When the punch hit the tip of the sword, he frowned.
An Jing was driven forward, his feet almost floating on the ground, and he quickly retreated towards the back. He rolled up his right arm and carried Xue Chen's body on his shoulders.
"Want to leave?"
Liu Qingshan's eyes turned cold, and he stretched out his five fingers. His inner energy instantly covered his fingers unconsciously, like an indestructible rock.
The big palm print of Qingshan! Collapse of the mountain!
"Chi!"
An Jing raised the long sword in his hand, and the vast internal energy in his body poured in. Then the sword seemed to have spirituality and came out of his hand directly.
That sword strike just now was not a killing move, this move is.
The ordinary long sword now pierced the air like a vast fairy sword.
"Wow!"
The sword light soared into the sky, and everyone's heart seemed to be stagnant, as if it had rushed to their throats.
This is no longer like the sword light that only exists in the human world, but like the legendary sword of the immortal.
The entire Buddhist temple was filled with sword light, and the sky seemed to dim at this moment.
"Quick! Run!"
"Get out of here!"
............
The heads of the four major aristocratic families in Jiangnan Dao, including other masters present, quickly retreated into the distance.
Zhao Qingmei also raised her eyebrows.
"not good!"
When Fawu saw this scene, his heart trembled, and the internal energy in his body surged like a broad river.
"call out!"
The sky became darker, the long sword became invisible again, the ancient twilight closed silently, and there was silence between heaven and earth.
The sword's stream of light directly penetrated the void and the earth of the Buddhist temple, as if the execution had not stopped and would never stop.
The air waves formed by the remaining sword light rushed towards both sides, and some people's faces were even pale and bloodless. At this moment, a golden light rose up, blocking all the remaining energy.
When everyone looked, the one with the golden light turned out to be a young monk with fine features. His face was also very ugly as his remaining energy was shaken.
"Boom!"
There was a hint of astonishment in Liu Qingshan's eyes, and after a while, the corner of his mouth curled up and he actually laughed.
The sword light split and passed by, leaving a trace of blood on his sleeves.
‘tick’ ‘tick’
It was very quiet in the main hall, except for the sound of blood flowing.