Qingniuling was originally a remote mountain on Funiu Mountain. He stayed here for thousands of years without a name. This time, because of the competition between Lin Yu and Qi Fei, he entered the sight of almost everyone in the world.
On a relatively flat open space, a young man in white stood with a sword. His clear eyes were as sharp as a sharp sword, and his expression was full of solemnity. Thousands of people gathered around him to join in the fun of the rivers and lakes.
Some of the middle-aged people are the most conspicuous.
The first one is naturally Qi Fei's father, Qi Mucheng, the owner of Zangjian Villa. He stroked his slightly white beard and looked at Qi Fei with a serious expression. If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that there is a faint hidden in his eyes.
The answer shows a look of excitement, and it seems that he is very confident in his son.
The second one is the Master Tianjue from Emei. Master Tianjue stood with his hands behind his back, looking like he was not caring. Originally, she didn't want to interfere with this, but the two young men from Zangjian Villa
The warm invitation is always a must-have to give people this face, and she also wants to see it. Which one is better, Lin Yu’s Qingfeng Nine Swords or Qi Fei’s Sword-Repelling Thunder-Speeding Technique?
The third one is Taoist Sanli of Kongtong Sect. He looked at everything around him with a prodigal businessman's expression. Because a few days ago, Lin Yu repeatedly made him lose face on his martial arts fellow men on Mount Hua repeatedly on Mount Hua to lose face on his martial arts fellow men.
, This time I plan to see Lin Yu make a fool of himself.
The fourth one is the eagle master of Shaolin Temple. He was wearing a big Buddha robe, folded his hands together, and said in a very solemn voice: "Amitabha!" He looked like an arhat.
The fifth person is no stranger to Lin Yu. Ximen Piaoxue, the son of the Ximen family in Jiangnan, saw that he was wearing a white dress that was better than snow, and his cold face was as if it was full of flowers, which was novel.
The young woman was fascinated by it.
The sixth person is also a famous figure, the Central Plains Wind Chasing Swordsman, He Chongtian. He Chongtian has always had a goal, which is to become the number one swordsman in the Central Plains. This time, it is naturally for this goal.
The seventh person is naturally afraid that the world will not be in chaos. He saw him looking at the direction of Qingniu Inn with interest and said in his heart: Lin Yu, I see how you can escape from me this time
Palm?
Originally, there was the eighth person, but Ouyang Sheng, who was the best whip in the world, was killed by the Divine Sword Sect in Funiu Town yesterday, so he would not have come. Otherwise, everyone here would have been
I'm afraid he'll have to be scared away.
Although the fire in July is flowing, the sun in July of Funiu Mountain is still very vicious. Before noon, the cicadas are hot and no longer called it. People with strong internal strength can use internal strength to resist the vicious sun. Martial arts
Those who are slightly worse are already sweating profusely.
An old man used his sleeve to wipe the beads of sweat from his face as big as beans, and said to the person next to him: "Why haven't Lin Yu come yet? You can't be afraid and dare not come!"
The other person shook his head and said, "I don't think it looks like it. Lin Yu is a disciple of Old Man Qingfeng no matter what. He also has a magic weapon like Qingfeng Sword in his hand. Since he agreed, he will definitely come."
Before he could finish his voice, he saw a person beside him shaking his fan and laughing coldly: "It's not necessarily the sword-controlling technique is an extremely domineering sword technique that can cause thunder attacks to be used for it, even if it's a matter of
No matter how powerful Lin Yu's sword technique is, he is definitely not the opponent of the thunder and lightning in this sky."
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Just as everyone was talking, a black figure came into everyone's sight with a whoosh, like a flying bird.
When everyone saw the visitor, everyone was shocked because this person was not Lin Yu, but A Feng.
A trace of confusion arose on Qi Fei's expression and asked coldly: "Why are you, Lin Yu?"
A Feng cried out a sneer on the corner of his mouth and said, "Brother Lin said that a clown like you is not worth his action, so let me come and deal with it a few times."
Before Afeng could finish his words, Qi Fei's anger immediately rushed three feet high and shouted coldly: "Arrogant, I think it's because of him Lin Yu who is afraid, so he dare not come!"
A flash of sharp light like a sharp sword flashed in A Feng's black eyes, and then he smiled coldly; "Are you afraid of fighting with me?"
Qi Fei laughed coldly and said, "What a joke, I'll be afraid of you."
Afeng replied: "Since you are not afraid, why bother to say so much useless nonsense?"
Qi Fei snorted angrily and shouted: "Since you want to come and die, I will fulfill your wishes. Kill you first and then kill Lin Yu!"
Afeng snorted coldly and shouted, "What a arrogant tone, I want to see, what can you do to kill me?"
Qi Fei's eyes suddenly burned with flames and shouted angrily: "Okay, then I'll let you see how I killed you today."
After saying that, he raised the sword in his hand and crossed it in the air, saying, "The sword in my hand is called Duanshui. The three top sword-casting masters in my Tibetan Sword Villa use the mysterious iron under the sea,
It was made after scrupulous forty-nine days, three feet and nine inches long, and weak cicada wings.”
Qi Fei had just introduced the sword in his hand, and the onlookers seemed to be in a panic. He spent so much manpower and material resources, and his power was probably not weaker than Lin Yu's Qingfeng Sword. I believe that only Zangjian Villa can have such a big pen
, create such a sword that can cut through the waves and open mountains.
Listening to everyone's discussion, Qi Fei looked at Afeng proudly and asked coldly: "Where is your weapon?"
Upon hearing this, Afeng stroked the black broken knife, as if he was patting his brother's shoulders, raised it slightly, and said, "My knife is not as famous as your broken water sword,
It was just a broken knife that I didn’t use, and I picked it up and used it temporarily.”
A Feng's words undoubtedly threw down a large piece of stone in the pot of boiling water, and smashed the pot directly. People who didn't know A Feng's bottom point all pointed at him and said that he was not self-righteous.
According to his ability, he was just looking for death, and he also had a gloating expression, intending to see how he died.
However, the expressions on Ximen Piaoxue and Jun Buhui who had seen Afeng take action are still the same, especially Jun Buhui. There is a thin layer of cold frost condensed between his eyebrows, and his eyes seem to be circling.
In the air, who was preparing to forage, glanced at Afeng like a sinister look, and then fell on Qi Fei's body.
Qi Fei's expression, which had just been smug, suddenly became dark in an instant. He shouted angrily, said a few words "good", and then suddenly waved the broken water sword in his hand. In a moment, he saw a waterfall coming from the sky.
Next, it makes people feel trembling when they see it.
Seeing this, Afeng thought to himself: What a strong sword energy, it is worthy of being a famous sword made from Zangjian Villa. Thinking of this, he glanced at his black broken knife again, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
I murmured to myself, "Brother, don't embarrass me this time!"
Qi Fei raised his sword angrily, and a raging flame burned on his expression, and he shouted angrily: "Go to take a move!"
Afeng didn't answer, and there was still a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, and he seemed to be careless on his expression.
The two stood opposite each other, each responding to the master's call, and were ready to fight at any time!
The Broken Water Sword shines with a dazzling cold light under the sunlight, as if it is not a weapon that can drink blood, but more like a precious treasure, dazzling.
Compared with Qi Fei's broken water sword, Afeng's black broken sword was dull. Compared with the two, the machine seemed to be the best jasper and black stone, which was simply from the sky and the ground.
The sword energy hit the crowd, the leaves drifted all over the ground, and the whole earth was stern. Even the sun in the sky felt the sword energy, and was so scared that it hid behind the thick clouds.
Whoosh!
A dazzling cold light flashed past, like a meteor that cut through the night, piercing through the sky and piercing straight towards Afeng's throat!
A Feng waved his black broken knife in his hand and slashed Yunling with one move and went straight to meet him!
The sword energy is like a rainbow, and the sword power is like a tiger!
Bang!
In the air, swords and swords were striking each other, and the sword shadows and fire suddenly fell all over the ground!
Seeing this scene, Qi Fei's expression changed slightly, and then said coldly: "You are indeed a little capable, but this ability is far from enough."
Afeng snorted coldly and said with a smile: "If I have enough ability, you won't worry about it. You should worry more about yourself. Maybe if you are not careful, you will become my deceased soul."
Qi Fei snorted coldly and said, "What a big tone, then I'll see how many swords you can take?"
When the words were finished, the broken water sword in Qi Fei's hand was like a poisonous snake, wrapping around the black broken sword three times. The tip of the sword with cold light was like a snake's head, spitting blood-red snake letter
, and wanted to bite Afeng's throat.
Seeing this situation, Afeng was very bad and hurriedly retreated.
How could Qi Fei miss such a great opportunity? He also chased him straight away!
Afeng knew that if this continued, he would definitely be killed by him in less than a few rounds. Suddenly, he saw a swell of black mist raised on his arm, and the entire black broken knife was surrounded by a faint black aura.
Qi Fei's broken water sword seemed to be stuck and could not be pulled.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Afeng turned his back hand and the black broken sword immediately rushed in the air for a few turns, and the broken water sword that was tightly wrapped around it was suddenly thrown away.
Qi Fei took a few steps suddenly and avoided the faint black aura that suddenly appeared on Afeng's black broken sword. He saw that his original clear water sword was as turbid as a layer of black mist stuck to it.
Seeing this scene, Qi Fei suddenly adjusted his true energy and gathered on the edge of the Broken Water Sword. Then he waved it hard, and the faint black fog on it squirted, like a ball of black lightning, pressing towards Afeng.
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Afeng jumped up like a dragonfly slashing the water, waved a black broken knife and slashed it straight down.
boom!
The black lightning suddenly disappeared under his blade, and a rumbling explosion sounded!
At this moment, Qi Fei's Broken Water Sword pierced through the void and stabbed Afeng's lower body.
Seeing this scene, Afeng cursed despicable, but he couldn't use any strength in the air, so he turned over with a kite and took back dozens of steps.
Qi Fei did not intend to give A Feng a chance to breathe at all. He swung the broken water sword in his hand in the sky, and a sword curtain that looked like a waterfall connected to the sky and the earth, suddenly rushed towards A Feng.
Seeing this, Afeng couldn't help frowning tightly. A black air suddenly rose from his arm holding the knife. The black broken sword was also shrouded in a faint black mist.
Then he waved his strength in the air, and swept across the thousands of troops towards the sword curtain that was pounced on him.
The black broken knife shrouded in dark mist was like ink. As soon as it encountered the water curtain of the waterfall, the originally clear water curtain was dyed black.
After a stalemate for a while, there was only a bang, and the sword energy water curtain suddenly exploded like a rolling black cloud. The generated airflow suddenly rippled around in the form of water waves.
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"Get back quickly, luck protects your heart!" An experienced master of the martial arts world hurriedly reminded him.
But before he could finish his voice, he could only hear wailings. Those with slightly stronger internal strength could barely resist the black air wave. Those with slightly weaker internal strength or no internal strength, the black air wave just penetrated into them.
In the bones, the tendons and veins of the mild ones were broken, and they became a useless person from then on, while the severe ones were directly cut off and died...
Seeing this scene, Qi Fei took a few steps back like a plump robe, raised the Broken Water Sword, snorted coldly, and said, "It seems that I really underestimate you. I don't believe in the sword-controlling thunder technique, you still
It can be broken."
Hearing this, Afeng frowned tightly. He still knew a little about the sword-controlling technique, which was the most domineering sword technique in the world. Back then, Yue Lei Taoist swept across with this sword technique.
Through the entire Central Plains martial arts world, in just one month, it was even more terrifying to kill the thirty-three top sword masters in the world. It made everyone in the world at that time feel threatened, and the sword learners
They also abandoned their swords and instead learned other weapons.
However, because his two disciples wanted to obtain the sword-controlling technique, they took advantage of the critical moment of his retreat and practiced in seclusion and suddenly took action and killed him. The upper and lower parts of the sword-controlling technique fell separately.
It was in the hands of his two apprentices.
Later, his two apprentices were assassinated because of their poor academic skills and were guilty of possessing a treasure. The sword-driven thunder technique disappeared from the world. At that time, the major forces in the world seemed to be crazy.
The beginning of searching, and there are rumors that whoever practiced the sword-controlling thunder technique is the supreme martial arts world, making the whole world full of bloody storms, but no one found it. The sword-controlling thunder technique seemed to evaporate in the world
I didn't expect that after a few decades, Qi Fei accidentally found some of them, and he had just achieved some success.
Thinking of this, Afeng didn't dare to underestimate him any longer. He frowned slightly, and the black broken knife in his hand slightly raised, ready to fight at any time. His eyes were like sharp swords that had just been unsheathed.
Staring at the Broken Water Sword in Qi Fei's hand, he knew that at this critical moment, if he was not careful, he would be blown into powder by the divine thunder from the sky...