Chapter 67 The Emperor Yang Saber, the change of life!
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The ten ancient stone carvings were all obscured by a layer of hazy white mist, making it difficult to see their true colors.≯
In the stone hall, Su Qinian was concentrating, his eyes were blocked, and the divine light burst out from his eyes. In the Ancestral Aperture Divine Courtyard, the spirit body opened its eyes, and its spiritual will was like an arrow. It circulated the essence of the "Blue Soul Arrow" and shot out one of the stone carvings.
The white mist tore open, revealing its true appearance.
On the stone carvings, it was no surprise that he was also a young man, but Su Qinian frowned at the first moment because he could not feel the strength or weakness of the young man imprinted on him when he looked at the divine form.
This was a little unusual. Su Qinian looked carefully. On this stone carving, what was engraved was a young man who looked a little short. He was less than six feet tall and had an ordinary appearance. He was dressed in cloth and held a hand.
He held an iron ax that looked full of cracks, as if it would completely shatter in the next moment.
Ten absolute points!
Su Qinian took a deep breath. Since the voice just told him that he only needed to support a full stick of incense under one of the imprints, this voice had never sounded before, even when he faced many ancient taboos for young people.
Then you can know that in the stone carving in front of you, the seemingly ordinary young man holding an ax is definitely not averagely strong, and may have the power to overwhelm his contemporaries.
There are nine other stone carvings!
The spirit body's gaze swept across, and its extremely condensed spiritual will broke through the hazy fog, and saw the scenes on the other nine stone carvings.
In fact, just seeing these ten stone carvings clearly is a big test. Su Qinian estimated that without mental power close to the fifth level of "****", it would be difficult to understand the ten stone carvings.
Zhenrong, I am afraid that he has also lost the qualification to undergo these ten critical tests.
Like the first stone carving, the other nine stone carvings also have the figures of nine young people imprinted on them.
There is a one-armed man in white robes, holding a heavy sword without an edge, there is a man holding a red tasseled overlord spear, full of evil aura, there is a man holding a Fangtian painted halberd, wearing iron armor, his eyes are sharper than the sword...
A total of ten young people could only observe the divine form but could not understand its strength or weakness.
Finally, Su Qinian's eyes fell on one of the young swordsmen.
This is a young man with a resolute face, about the age of a young man. He is dressed in a green and white military robe, and has a long-handled simple sword on his back.
In fact, the moment he saw the ten stone carvings clearly, Su Qinian's eyes were fixed on this one. The young ancient swordsman, who was guarding one of the ten stone carvings, was Su Qinian.
The most valued opponent of the year.
Without hesitation, Su Qinian immediately tried to inspire this stone carving with his spiritual will.
boom!
As if the ancient twisted space and time had been opened, the young swordsman on the stone carving suddenly came to life, stepped out from the stone wall, and descended into the stone hall through the twisted void.
Still can't see the depth.
Su Qinian's pupils shrank slightly. This was the first time among his generation that he could not see through a person.
The young swordsman did not open his eyes. After waking up from the stone carvings, he stood quietly in the stone hall. To Su Qinian's expectation, he felt a strong sense of vitality from the young swordsman.
This made him feel a little weird, because many of the stone carvings he had fought in before, although there were ancient young taboos that were extremely powerful, were only a mark after all, and their bodies were void, without even a trace of life.
"Hello, latecomer."
At this time, the young swordsman opened his eyes. They were a pair of clear eyes, very clean, like the most flawless crystal in the world.
Su Qinian was startled, then showed a solemn look, and looked at the young swordsman in front of him. Sure enough, it could be called the top ten swordsmen, and it was far beyond his imagination. At the moment, it seemed that these stone carvings
Pictures are not just as simple as imprinting.
"Wudang Qingyang Peak, Su Qinian."
"Wudang Qingyang Peak?"
The young swordsman's pure eyes suddenly burst out with a terrifying beam of light. This beam penetrated the vacuum and revealed a spiritual power that Su Qinian had imagined, especially the deep and majestic aura emanating from it.
That spiritual power was extremely condensed, and it was so familiar to Su Qinian.
Spiritual will!
This person gave birth to the power of will!
Su Qinian had a thought in his mind. He didn't know whether this person was a spiritual will who had gained enlightenment later, or whether he was like him, who had established the Tao of God and had broken through the tenth level of the top foundation-building skills, giving birth to a spiritual body with the name of Yuan Shen Fruit.
This was an unprecedented opponent. In Su Qinian's opinion, there was probably a huge gap between Kunduanshen, the third prince of the Kunpeng royal family, and this one.
Although it was just a premonition, Su Qinian was extremely sure that at his current spiritual level, it was connected to his own destiny. If he had a premonition, he would have to pay enough attention to it.
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"Draw out the knife."
The young swordsman spoke. He looked calm, but he revealed Su Qinian's inheritance with one sentence.
"excuse me."
Without any hesitation, Su Qinian took action. Facing such an ignorant opponent, any words were unnecessary. Only by taking action could he know the truth and truth.
The bright sword appeared in the palm of his hand, and as soon as he took action, Su Qinian used the eleven life-threatening swords.
The bright sword, which is like platinum and glass, blooms with infinite light, illuminating the void forever, and suddenly enlarges like a mountain of bright swords, crushing and shattering a vacuum.
When the young swordsman looked at the mountain of swords falling in front of his eyes, his eyes lit up slightly, but that was all, without any movement.
But a faint smile appeared at the corner of Su Qinian's mouth, which turned into something sharper than a knife blade.
I saw the fallen mountain of bright swords suddenly condensed and turned into a bright sword again. This bright sword was four feet and nine inches long. In an instant, it burst out with a sword light that was more dazzling than the sun. The blade was wrapped with bright glazed fire, and the vacuum was burned.
Wear it and drip like lava.
Light has freedom, it can be big or small, ever-changing, and has no fixed formula!
With the same life-saving sword technique, as time goes by, Su Qinian will have different insights into each sword technique, and each sword technique will gradually become perfect.
This is the eleven life-saving swords. Su Qinian condenses freely on the blade, and eternity flows. All the power is condensed on the tip of the sword. He steps on the dragon-suppressing stake, takes a step forward in an instant, and appears silently in the sky.
In front of the young swordsman.
Tsk!
The vacuum was pierced like cracked silk, and even the tip of the knife fell on the void barrier, splashing out a series of fine sparks.
This sword was even stronger than the twelve life-threatening swords used by Su Qinian at the succession ceremony. It can be seen that his military power has made great progress in the past few months.
The bright sword was approaching, and when there was only an inch of land left, the young swordsman finally took action.
There is no overbearing power as imagined, and there is no fireworks at all. It is just a palm strike, and its trajectory can be clearly seen. It seems slow, but it is so fast that it almost falls into the light in the midst of lightning and flint.
On the tip of the knife.
It's not the blade, but the place where the edge of the sword is most condensed.
boom!
Su Qinian's expression suddenly changed. He only felt a towering force, accompanied by an unimaginable blade edge, which shattered the Guangming Saber in an instant. With a muffled groan, he plowed the ground with both feet and stepped backwards.
After walking a hundred feet, he barely managed to stop himself.
Looking ahead again, the young swordsman did not move a step away from where he was. He stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Su Qinian, a flash of admiration flashed in his eyes, and said: "Dragon veins forged his body, he has such a strong physique."
Su Qinian understood what the young swordsman meant. In fact, the sharp edge of the sword just now was enough to crush any low-level traceless treasure weapon, and even the ordinary mid-level traceless treasure weapon could not sustain it. However, his physical body was slightly shaken.
, and did not leave any scars.
But Su Qinian's mind became heavier and heavier. I'm afraid the other party had noticed this early on. His martial arts was really unfathomable. With the sword strike just now, he didn't catch any original fluctuations, not even the true energy.
The fluctuations are also restrained to the extreme, making them difficult to detect.
From this, we can know that the young swordsman in front of him is far from using real force. At least, he has not drawn his sword. The long-handled simple sword is still in the sheath, with a restrained edge and no trace of brilliance.
Taking a deep breath, Su Qinian's blood boiled, knowing that he had met a strong young man who could withstand all his efforts and not be defeated. Even in this battle, he had no confidence.
Buzz!
Platinum-like bright glazed fire emanated from every pore in Su Qinian's body. At this moment, his whole body seemed to be cast from platinum, exuding a majestic majesty of a true dragon.
Opposite me, the young swordsman finally concentrated slightly, showing a bit of doubt. He was obviously a little puzzled that Su Qinian had such a pure dragon vein energy. I am afraid that even members of the royal family did not have such a pure dragon vein.
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Knight Island.
On the ancient altar, in the hazy fairy mist, ten eyes fell on the burning holy fire in the center. Many pictures flowed and then stopped, and in the picture, a figure cast like platinum appeared.
"This kid is going to die after eating a real dragon egg!"
"A newborn dragon is nothing more than that."
"It is rumored that this son has entered the Dragon Tomb. It seems that he has received a lot of blessings."
"Unfortunately, this dragon vein is about to be lost. Maybe I can leave a legacy before my death and give the energy of this dragon vein to useful people."
The images in the holy fire flowed and fell on the original young man wearing a cloth robe.
The young man's eyes were bright and concentrated, and he stood still. If Su Qinian were here, he would have noticed that a hundred feet away in front of him was the young swordsman with whom he was fighting. But at this time, this young swordsman
However, the guest slowly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the handle of the knife behind his back. There was a sound of metal friction, which was the sound of the sword being unsheathed inch by inch.
Neither of them moved, and the time limit for one stick of incense had already passed halfway.
On the altar, all ten eyes fell on this picture. They wanted to see whether the myth of the Li family's flying knife skills would be broken when faced with this one of the ten special skills.
Ten absolute points.
In the stone palace, Su Qinian's martial arts gradually improved to the highest level.
An extremely powerful sword power radiated from his whole body. In the Ancestral Aperture Divine Court, the spirit body also stood up. His energy, energy and spirit were unified, and his majestic spiritual will became part of his taboo martial arts.
Finally, Su Qinian stretched out his hand and held it in vain. Instead of the imagined light, endless darkness gathered.
A little bit of black light, like the deepest darkness in the world, condensed in his palm. This was an extremely dark sword power. As soon as it appeared, the young swordsman's eyes became hot and blazing. It was obvious that Su
Qinian's sword stirred up the fighting spirit that had been sealed in his body for many years.
Just a few breaths later, a dark knife appeared in Su Qinian's palm. The light of the knife was darker than ink, faintly illuminating an ancient time and space, where there was blood and rain, weeping in the sky, mourning people everywhere, mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
, the sound of killing shook the sky.
This was the darkest period for the human race, until in an ancient mountain range, a dragon-like mountain collapsed, and a true dragon enveloped the hazy clear light, connecting heaven and earth, and came to Jiutian.
Um?
The young swordsman's expression finally changed slightly. He didn't move at all, but a fierce and unparalleled sword power gradually emerged from his body.
The power of this knife is scorching hot, like the sun, with a strong and yang Qi.
The origin of Jiuyang!
At this moment, the young swordsman finally revealed his mastery of the most powerful source, the Nine-Yang Way, which is the most powerful.
At the same time, he held his hands empty, and between the palms of his fingers, a Gangdao appeared, like it was cast from gold. The vacuum cracked open, and a long and narrow knife mark opened silently.
"Twelve blows to my death!"
Suddenly, Su Qinian raised his head. He held a dark knife in his hand and struck it down in the air towards the young swordsman.
The sword's light was like ink, darker than the starry sky, but its power seemed to be more majestic than any sword technique in the world.
Just as the sword fell, a ray of light, like a lamp, lit up in the darkness, rising to the sky with the real dragon born, illuminating the eternal night.
"The first style of Diyang Sword!"
At the same time, the voice of the young swordsman also sounded, like a golden sword cutting through the air. The sword was shining brightly, and a majestic celestial palace was vaguely visible, hanging in the middle of the sun.
boom!
The two knives clashed, which was a big collision. In the stone palace of Lixu Land, dense and shattering knife marks were produced. The vacuum was like a spider web, with countless cracks. When pointing at the center of the stone palace, a ten-foot-wide vacuum collapsed.
In the shattered, silvery shattered vacuum world, two swords collided with each other, and the blades were as sharp as the ocean, sweeping and vibrating in all directions.
boom!
Finally, the dark knife belonging to Su Qinian exploded to pieces. He flew out like a meteor and hit the stone wall. His face turned pale, but he was not injured due to his strong body.
In front, the young swordsman's eyes showed a bit of solemnity for the first time. Looking at the Diyang Sword in his hand, although it was not broken, there were many cracks in the blade.
At this time, the time limit for one stick of incense has passed.
Su Qinian landed on the ground and took several deep breaths to calm down the turbulent blood. Although he was knocked away, his eyes became more intense than ever before. Although he did not force the young swordsman in front of him to actually draw his sword, he also forced him to draw it.
A sword technique emerged. This sword technique is called Diyang Sword. It can be said to be the ultimate Nine Yang sword. It is domineering, fierce and majestic.
"There's still half a stick of incense," the young swordsman said solemnly, "Stop it. The sword you just struck was already your limit. You are still young. If you wait another ten years, maybe you can
I can fight with all my strength, and if I use my sword again, you will fall in these ten steps." (Please recommend a monthly ticket, the Qidian genuine subscription is the greatest support for the ten steps! Sigh, the two-in-one is still short of a thousand before the early morning.
There are many words. I will make up for them tomorrow. I only have time to write so much before midnight.) (To be continued.) 8