Chapter 664: Pick me up in three moves? Stop dreaming!
"Master Qingwei..."
On the Taoist forum floating in the air, a middle-aged scribe with a long beard looked at the handsome Taoist priest in white opposite him with a calm face and said very calmly.
"I am the last member of Fang Xiandao. As long as you can defeat someone, then Fang Xiandao will withdraw from China as agreed."
"master……"
A bag-headed lolita holding New Orleans grilled wings looked down at the forum and said incomprehensively.
"Who is this old guy who looks like 'I'm great'!"
"He is Yuyang Fenggang, an Earth Immortal who has been enlightened for nearly a thousand years. He is one of the truly great figures in this world. Even my master dare not say that I can successfully assassinate him..."
Yinniang held a cup of Coke in her hand and looked at the middle-aged scribe with a solemn look in her eyes.
"He doesn't look amazing, but he is really amazing!"
"oh!"
After hearing Yin Niang's words, the big Baotou Loli suddenly looked at Feng Gang curiously.
"He is over a thousand years old, so he actually wants to fight against Qingwei, a nineteen-year-old kid. It's really embarrassing!"
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Yinniang silently raised her hand and hit the big girl with a bun on the head.
"This discussion between the Danding Sect and Fang Xiandao is already related to Fang Xiandao's foundation in China. Not to mention Feng Gang, it wouldn't be surprising even if An Qisheng personally took action."
"Woo..."
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Feng Gang raised his head, looked thoughtfully towards the viewing platform, and then said to Kong Qing.
"Originally, I shouldn't compete with a junior like you. After all, I am more than a thousand years older than Master Qingwei, but this time the matter is very important, so I can only pull off this old face..."
Having said this, Feng Gang nodded to Kong Qing.
"Let's do this. I'll stand here and take your three moves from Master Qingwei without dodging. How about a small apology?"
"No need!"
After hearing Feng Gang's words, Kong Qing raised his eyebrows and replied enthusiastically.
"Senior, even if you take action, let Pindao have a look at the world-famous Yuyang Earth Immortal."
"hehe……"
Feng Gang smiled slightly and did not speak. Instead, he raised his hand in a gesture of invitation towards Kong Qing.
Seeing the other party's expression indicating that I am going to give you three moves, Kong Qing couldn't help but frown slightly, his face displeased.
"Since senior is so generous, please give me a good review of Pindao's sword!"
Following the words, a ray of white light unsheathed from Kong Qing's back and flew out, rolling up his body and suspending it in the void. In an instant, strong winds surged around him, making his robes rustle in the wind.
"Hey! Daozhen, look..."
The bag-headed lolita held the chicken wings in one hand and pulled hard on the men's lolita next to her with the other hand.
"Qingwei is getting old!"
After hearing his words, the men's lolita immediately focused her eyes on Kong Qing's face, and then realized that Kong Qing's hair had really changed from pure black to snow-white.
"I'm really getting older!"
"It's not that he's getting older, it's that the spirit in his heart has come out..."
Yinniang on the side looked at Kong Qing without blinking, her eyes shining brightly.
"Being able to release one's sword skills unexpectedly and form a mental state, this humble swordsmanship is already on par with a poor nun, and is only one step away from the highest realm."
At this time, Kong Qing, who was suspended in the air, finally finished gathering his strength. At this time, he looked like he had white hair shawl, and was as sharp as a sword. Then the people present saw countless long swords emerging from his side.
, some are big, some are small, some are wide, some are narrow...
"With a thought in my heart, thousands of swords will be born!"
Yinniang looked at Kong Qing floating in the air and twitched her fingers slightly.
"It would be great if the person fighting Qingwei at this time was me, a poor nun!"
In Yin Niang's whisper, Kong Qing opened his eyes, looked at Feng Gang with indifferent eyes, and then stretched out his hand to point at Feng Gang.
"cut!"
The next moment, the ten thousand swords around him were like waves, falling from the sky with an indomitable momentum and rushing down towards Feng Gang.
In this wave formed by long swords, thick swords fly slower, thin and narrow swords fly faster, and curved swords tremble up and down, swinging unsteadily, making it difficult to determine the direction.
"Good swordsmanship!"
Seeing Kong Qing's sword, Feng Gang's eyes suddenly lit up.
"I have watched four or five of Qingwei's battles with you before, and I thought I had seen through your swordsmanship. I didn't expect that you, Master Qingwei, still gave me such a big surprise."
As he spoke, Feng Gang raised his hands, flicked or pointed, and streams of true energy flew out of his hands, shattering the flying swords formed by the energy of heaven and earth that Kong Qing shot one by one.
In the eyes of those watching the ceremony, when the waves formed by the flying swords directed by Kong Qing hit Feng Gang, it was like real waves crashing on the rocks and then turning into white foam again.
After Kong Qing's last flying sword was shattered by his finger, Feng Gang raised his hand, looked at the sword marks and holes left on his sleeves, and smiled to himself.
"It seems that a certain person is really arrogant. He said he wanted Master Qingwei to take three moves from you, but in the end, he almost couldn't catch the first move."
After hearing his words, Kong Qing frowned slightly.
Is this guy in Versailles?
He didn't dodge or dodge, he just stood there and attacked the sword god of his own. He didn't take a step back, but his sleeves were scratched in several places by the aftermath of the sword energy...
He calls this almost impossible to take over?
Kong Qing narrowed his eyes, and his body slowly fell from the air, hovering not far in front of Feng Gang. He reached out and took off the Fuxi Qin from behind, and placed it in front of him.
"Senior is indeed very powerful, so let's invite senior to try Pindao's piano music!"
Feng Gang smiled and nodded, then made a gesture of invitation towards Kong Qing.
Kong Qing was not polite at all this time. After seeing the other party's actions, he waved his hands on Fuxi Qin vigorously.
"The sea dragon roars!"
Following the exciting sound of the piano, a shock wave appeared out of thin air and shot towards Feng Gang.
Originally, Feng Gang was still the same as before, only extending one finger forward, but then his expression changed drastically, and he quickly turned his fingers into palms and pressed down against the shock wave.
boom!
A loud noise, like thunder, exploded between Feng Gang and Kong Qing.
Then, those present saw Feng Gang's body suddenly shake and shake twice.
"Phew! It's so dangerous..."
After Feng Gang stood up straight, he took a long breath and smiled at Kong Qing and nodded.
"I really didn't expect you, Master Qingwei, to have such a powerful sound-killing technique. This time, I'm really just a little short of being able to handle it."
Kong Qing pursed his lips silently.
He was already sure that this old guy was in Versailles!
But it doesn't matter, he doesn't believe that this next attack, Feng Gang, dares to resist without dodging or dodging.
"Senior Feng Gang is indeed amazing..."
Kong Qing extended his thumb towards Feng Gang with an expressionless face, and then pressed it on the huge bronze scabbard he had stepped on when he appeared on the stage.
"Then let Pindao, this junior, take a good look at how the senior took this last move without dodging."
As he spoke, Kong Qing took out a bottle from his sleeve and put it to his mouth, and then muttered something silently in his heart.
"Sword Boy, let's begin!"
The next moment, Kong Qing's face turned from rosy to pale in an instant. He quickly raised his neck and poured all the bottle of potion in his mouth into his stomach. Only then did he regain some of his color.
At this time, Feng Gang, the immortal from Yuyang who was standing opposite him, also felt a sense of crisis, just like when he faced Qing Xia Zi.
He frowned in confusion...
Could it be that the pressure Qingwei's attack put on him was comparable to that of Qingxiazi?
How can this be!
At this moment, a golden light appeared from the scabbard that Qingwei was holding on the opposite side, and then a golden sword energy that was exactly the same as the golden ancient sword shot out from the scabbard.
There are also faintly flashing pictures of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, vegetation, farm tools and livestock, war flags and the like.
The first time he saw the golden sword aura, Feng Gang's heart suddenly became alarmed. He flickered and disappeared from the place without even thinking about it.
Whoosh!
The golden sword energy directly passed through the shadow left by Feng Gang, flew forward, tore several clouds in the sky to pieces, and left a striking sword mark in the sky.
…
When he saw this golden sword energy, Shangqing Dharma Master Wang Yuanzhi stood up in surprise, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"How can this be……"
He looked at the sword mark that remained in the air for a long time and murmured.
"Qingwei can actually use such a powerful attack. This is no longer an ordinary real person... No! This is no longer an attack that an ordinary earth immortal can make. Could it be that after Qingxiazi, the Danding Sect really has another attack?
Are you going to create a 'First Killer'?"
Beside him, Pan Shizheng, the future Dharma Master of the Shangqing Sect, also had his mouth slightly open, with a dull look on his face.
Wang Gui silently looked up at his master and senior brother, and then turned his attention to Kong Qing who was standing on the Taoist forum...
All right!
It seems that the ship I am on now is still very solid...
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"Junior brother Yin, you are really born at the wrong time!"
Unlike Wang Yuanzhi, Louguan Taoist master Qiping recovered quickly after being shocked, and even had the time to tease his junior fellow disciple Shijue Zhenren Yin Wenchao.
"If you had been born a few hundred years earlier, you would definitely be the leader in the Taoist sect and compete with the contemporary Celestial Masters of the Celestial Masters. But now you have met Qingxia, who is the best in killing.
Then he followed Qingwei."
Yin Wenchao glanced at Qi Pingding silently and said nothing.
Saying that you were born at an untimely time... seems like you, Qihui, were born at a good time.
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"master!"
Men's lolita Li Daozhen looked up at Yinniang and pointed at the sword mark that cut through the sky.
"Why does Qingwei's sword seem to have a completely different approach than before?"
"Daozhen, your eyesight has improved..."
Yinniang nodded approvingly towards Li Daozhen.
"The swordsmanship before Qingwei was bold and unrestrained, elegant and immortal, and it seemed to be the way of the Taoist sect, but this sword is majestic and majestic, just like the sword of an emperor. It's really strange!"
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"hehe……"
While the people in the auditorium were discussing Kong Qing's shocking sword, Kong Qing, whose expression had not yet fully recovered, turned his head and smiled at Feng Gang.
"Senior, it seems you have escaped!"
At this time, the expression on Feng Gang's face, who had always looked calm and confident of winning, became serious, and the gaze he looked at Kong Qing became more level-headed.
"Master Qingwei, you really exceeded my expectations!"