But these words fell on the ears of the four golden-armored men, as if they were falling on deaf ears.
They don't care whether Xia Qingchen is in a good mood or not.
What they care about is that Xia Qingchen made them feel extremely bad.
"The pear blossom sword blooms!"
"Seven Star Lotus Shadow Technique!"
"Ao Feng Sword Song!"
"Cloud-shattering sword!"
All four of them, without exception, used swordsmanship, and their swordsmanship was extraordinary. They were all high-grade Xuan-level martial arts.
In terms of martial arts strength, it is comparable to Xia Qingchen's "True Sword Controlling Technique".
But when it comes to the degree of perfection in swordsmanship, there is one in heaven and one on earth!
Xia Qingchen lowered his eyes, slowly grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, and murmured softly: "Why don't you always listen to advice?"
Before the sound of the sword being unsheathed could be heard, a huge sword shadow more than ten feet high twitched from the scabbard and slashed straight down with the force of destruction.
The swordsmanship that the four men in golden armor were proud of were all crushed into pieces under the shadow of the huge sword.
The sword shadow remained unabated and fell among the four people.
There was a loud roar and the earth trembled violently. The four people were blown away by the powerful sword energy and they all fell into the Sword Burial Pond.
Their golden tough armors were all covered with cracks from the shock, and there was more or less blood at the corners of their mouths.
But, the power of this sword is more than that!
The sword shadow fell to the ground, and the shadow shattered into sharp and sharp sword energy the size of a palm, stabbing wildly in all directions.
No one within ten feet will be spared!
The four of them were injured and had no effective resistance at all. Seeing that they were about to be penetrated, the middle-aged man in golden armor who had never made a move pulled out the rusty iron sword from behind and drew a huge circle on the spot.
The sword energy that exploded away was like a thousand currents returning to the sea, all pouring into the circle.
When all the sword energy was sucked in, the middle-aged golden sword pointed at the sky, and the revolving circle carried the absorbed sword energy into the sky, exploding in mid-air to avoid hurting his own people.
Xia Qingchen glanced at him and said calmly: "The successor of Beidou sword style is acceptable."
Um?
The middle-aged man in golden armor, who was reluctant to put away his sword, frowned and his eyes suddenly became sharp: "Who are you?"
He watched with cold eyes and had to admit that the swordsmanship of this young man from Liangjing was really superb!
Swordsmanship of the same level can be performed by the other party with complete and artistic conception, as if the sword god is alive in the world.
He asked himself that in terms of swordsmanship alone, he might not be able to match him.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for him to believe that there could be such a young master of swordsmanship in the world!
Even if you start practicing from the womb, you won't be able to cultivate to such a high level in just ten years!
However, what really frightened the middle-aged Jinjia was that he just used a sword casually, and the other party saw the origin of his sword sect, which was really amazing.
His swordsmanship came from an old man in the mountains. Except for him and the old man, no one knew that he was practicing the Beidou sword style that had been lost for thousands of years!
Even those old monsters in Zhongyun Realm who have lived for many years do not understand the origin of his swordsmanship.
The young man in front of me recognized him immediately, which was really shocking.
Xia Qingchen turned a deaf ear to his question and turned away.
The middle-aged man in golden armor was very surprised. He took a step forward and chased after him: "Wait a minute..."
As he walked, wisps of remaining sword energy surged forward with his footsteps, facing Xia Qingchen's vest.
Xia Qingchen didn't even look back, and simply drew two sword arcs with his backhand.
The sword arcs collided with each other and quickly evolved into a swirling arc of sword energy.
The incoming sword energy was absorbed by the circular sword arc on the spot.
Not only that, the circular sword arc has its own boundless mystery, and it actually resolves the sword energy breathed in by itself, instead of like the middle-aged man in golden armor, who needs to throw the circular sword arc high into the sky to make them explode.
"Beidi Sword Realm!!!" The golden-armored middle-aged man lost his voice in shock!
When the old man from the mountains taught him swordsmanship, he once said that the Beidou Swordsman School has three major realms of swordsmanship.
The first is where he is currently, Dou Zhuan Xing Shijing!
The second is the Purple Qi Soaring Heaven Realm where the old man in the mountains lives.
The third, which is the highest realm, Beidi Sword Realm!
According to the old man in the mountains, those who are in the Beidi Sword Realm can recruit two skills at once, and the two skills can be transformed endlessly.
This means that any sword can be transformed into any sword technique of the Hokuto Ken style.
Xia Qingchen just used two sword arcs at will, and then he created the Universe Dou Zhuan that he was most proud of!
This is the legendary Beidi Sword Realm!
However, what makes the middle-aged Jinjia unbelievable is that he remembers that the old man from the mountains clearly said that the highest level of the Beidi Sword Realm has only been reached by the founder of the Beidou Sword Style, the Beidou Sword God.
None of the latecomers have reached it.
But that young man just now actually showed it!
"It can't be true." The middle-aged Jinjia comforted himself: "It should be some kind of special swordsmanship, somewhat similar to the Beidou sword style, right?"
After all, Xia Qingchen is still so young, how can his swordsmanship be extraordinary enough to reach the Beidi Sword Realm level?
"Young man, I have something to ask you, please wait..." The middle-aged man in golden armor raised his eyes, and his calm eyes were restored, but they were replaced by shock again!
Xia Qingchen stepped on his foot and broke the sword, turning into a rainbow and flying through the sky!
Yes, fly, he is flying!
The middle-aged man in golden armor trembled all over, and his eyes were filled with shock: "Fly...with a sword!"
Flying with a sword can only be achieved by those who are strong in the middle moon position.
But that young man was obviously not a strong man in the middle moon realm.
The only explanation is that his swordsmanship is extraordinary and has reached the level of a sword master!
The middle-aged man in golden armor looked at the afterimage that disappeared from his sight. He couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He looked at the vast sky with tears of excitement in his eyes: "Master, this disciple finally saw the sword immortal on earth you mentioned!"
Three years ago, the old man in the mountains was approaching his end of life. Before he passed away, he looked at the statue of his ancestor and regretfully said that the biggest regret in his life was that he had never met the swordsman on earth.
At that time, the middle-aged Jin Jia did not believe that there really was a swordsman in the world.
In his eyes, the master who lives in the remote mountains is the hidden and transcendent swordsman.
But now when I saw Xia Qingchen, I finally realized that there really is an earthly sword fairy in the world!
Hold the sword to sweep the world, fly to the end of the world with the sword.
He is not a god, but his swordsmanship is better than that of a god.
Not in heaven, but above the earth.
That is the Sword Immortal on Earth!
The middle-aged Jin Jia couldn't calm down for a long time and couldn't express his inner feelings in words.
If Master were still alive in this world, he would definitely be very excited and happy, right?
Unfortunately, the Sword Immortal came and went without a trace, and his sword disappeared without a trace.
The middle-aged man in golden armor stood there for a long time, feeling lost. His mind was filled with the ghostly sight of the Sword Immortal on the ground, and his evaluation of himself.
"Being able to be affirmed by the swordsman on earth means that my swordsmanship is perfect." The middle-aged man in golden armor said with excitement.
In his mind, he thought of the circular sword arcs drawn at random by the sword immortals on the ground. After carefully savoring them, he discovered many mysteries that had never been taught by the elders in the mountains.
And the more he tastes it, the more enlightened the middle-aged Jin Jia is, as if he has caught some inspiration.
It can be traced back carefully, but it is like the moon in the well and the flowers in the mist, with nowhere to ponder.
This feeling of being about to have a sudden enlightenment, but being hindered by something, made the middle-aged Jin Jia scratch his head and feel extremely uncomfortable.
"We need actual combat! Only actual combat can break through the final shackles." The middle-aged man in Jinjia said expectantly.