Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 116 Chapter 36

The man in white has the same name as his attire.

White, spotless.

Thousands, floating life and quiet world.

The pool is calm.

Tang Ge looked at Bai Qianchi and said, "Maybe you're right."

Bai Qianchi rolled his eyes, then turned around coolly and looked at the Yunjianzong man who was forced to retreat just now, and said, "Well... are you going to go by yourself, or should I beat you up before you go?"

The man from Yunjianzong said in a deep voice: "Who are you? How dare you stop my Yunjianzong from doing things?"

"Is Yun Jianzong very powerful?"

Bai Qianchi put his arms across his chest, stared at the man jokingly and said, "It seems that you don't plan to leave, tell me your name, forget it, I don't have a good memory, I can't remember too many names."

The face of the Yunjianzong man sank, and sword energy emerged from the surface of his body again.

Wu Qing looked at him and said: "Brother, he is using a flying knife. There are not many people using flying knives in the Kunlun Realm. This person has a very familiar face, and his realm is extremely deep. He must be a person who has achieved the Dao but has come out of the mountain for the first time. "

The man from the Yunjian sect nodded slightly. As soon as Bai Qianchi made a move, he found that this person's realm was a line higher than his.

Bai Qianchi said impatiently: "Hey, have you discussed it? It's still a wheel-and-wheel battle together, but the result is the same."

The man from Yunjianzong's eyes were slightly stern, and then he looked at the two Li Yan who had been quietly watching the show not far away, and said, "Brother Mo, this person has deep knowledge, it seems that we need to join hands."

The man from the Tanlang Palace next to Li Yan took a look at Li Yan, nodded slightly, and then stepped out, black air swept away instantly.

Bai Qianchi smiled slightly, and said: "I have never fought against the disciples of Yunjianzong and Tanlangdian. It seems that this time I will become famous through you."

As soon as the voice fell, his figure disappeared instantly, and at the same time, the two men from Yunjianzong and Tanlangdian also disappeared in place.

A powerful aura suddenly erupted in the air not far away, and three figures appeared out of thin air.

Dozens of cold lights flew out from Bai Qianchi's sleeves. Those were extremely sharp flying knives, carrying a hurricane and sweeping out.

Yunwu Sword Qi and Taotao Black Qi erupted at the same time, and the three of them fought fiercely together in an instant.

Tang Ge withdrew his gaze. Bai Qianchi was a cultivation base in the middle Qianyuan realm, and it was more than enough to deal with two practitioners in the early Qianyuan realm, but it would only waste some time.

He looked at Wu Qing and Li Yan, both of them had cold eyes.

Gu Zhiyue looked at Tang Ge, her beautiful eyes flickered slightly.

Tang Ge frowned, and glanced at the Snake Qianjian stuck on the ground.

Gu Zhiyue pouted and shook her head innocently.

Tang Ge had no choice but to hand the Devil May Cry Sword to her.

Gu Zhiyue took the Devil Weeping Sword, with a smile on her pretty face, she looked at Wu Cangyu and said, "Brother, give Wu Qing to me."

Wu Cangyu nodded and rushed towards Li Xuan with the Qianwen Sword.

The sword energy and the black mist were instantly entangled.

Gu Zhiyue looked at the Devil May Cry Sword in her hand, smiled with satisfaction, then looked at Wu Qing again, her small face condensed slightly.

Wu Qing took off the sword behind his back, the sword energy was sharp, and the cloud energy instantly rose up, filling the sword body.

In the clouds, the sword was as smooth and translucent as a mirror, and as round and deep as jade.

Wu Qing said: "Wu Cangyu said that if you are given a second chance, you will definitely beat me. I really want to see it."

Gu Zhiyue said: "You were already defeated when you first appeared."

Wu Qing was stunned for a moment.

Gu Zhiyue said again: "If you and Li Yan have the confidence to stop us, why did you bring two Qianyuan Realm experts?"

Wu Qing was startled again, then shook her head helplessly, and said, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Gu Zhiyue's pretty face was slightly cold, and the Devil Weeping Sword sounded a sword chant, and the sword energy suddenly rose.

The sword energy is very weak.

The clouds are also very light.

The blood is weaker.

A spark bloomed in the night, Tang Ge looked at this scene, nodded slightly, his face was illuminated, and he did not look pale.

Sword energy was born from the sparks, and the clouds and mist surged in an instant, and the blood was full of energy.

The sparks are the traces left by the collision of swords, and this collision seemed to trigger some kind of mechanism, and the sword energy swept out instantly.

Every time the sword qi meets, there will be a buzzing sound of sword whistling.

Suddenly, the cloud thickened suddenly, and Wu Qing's sword had a thin cloud surrounding the sword. The cloud looked slow, but there were thousands of sword energy in it.

Flowing Cloud Sword Art.

The Devil Weeping Sword suddenly disappeared, the bloody sword energy disappeared with it, and Gu Zhiyue's figure also disappeared into the clouds.

In the next moment, when Gu Zhiyue reappeared, he was already approaching Wu Qing, and countless blood-colored sword qi erupted from his delicate body and Devil Weeping Sword in an instant.

It was getting darker.

Those sword auras became brighter and brighter. No one had ever seen such a bright blood-colored sword light.

Shaking Light Sword Art.

After the battle at Shuangyun Peak, the two sword tactics met again.

The sword formula is still the same sword formula, and the duel is still those two people, but the outcome is difficult to replicate.

Bai Qianchi and the other two practitioners at the beginning of Qianyuan have already drifted into the distance, their figures are blurred, and they can only vaguely see the cold light, sword energy and black light in the black mist.

There were thousands of cold lights, which suddenly turned into rays of light, and then turned into flying knives and surrounded Bai Qianchi's body.

The surface of his white clothes was covered with a layer of luster, whether it was starlight or the cold air of the flying knife.

The aura of Yun Jianzong and Tanlangdian became weaker and weaker. Although they joined forces, they were not as good as Bai Qianchi alone.

"Who are you?" The Yunjianzong man looked down at the bloodstain on his chest and shouted angrily.

Bai Qianchi's fingertips trembled slightly, and several cold lights fell on it, floating quietly, and he said: "I am Bai Qianchi, remember my name, after tonight, I will be famous all over the world."

After a pause, he added: "My style is called 36 Yi Feitian Blade."

As soon as the words fell, dozens of cold lights whizzed out from his sleeves, turning into silver threads in the night sky, circling and flying towards the two of them.

If you look closely, there are 36 silver lines.

The clouds are slightly scattered, and the black fog is faint.

Those two were about to lose.

And the battle between Wu Cangyu and Li Yan is very simple, simple offensive, simple moves, but every move hits the vital point directly.

Especially Wu Cangyu, the Thousand Patterns Sword in his hands does not look like it is the first time to use it, the cracks on the sword body will become a little deeper every time the sword is drawn.

A gloomy look appeared in Li Yan's eyes. He was originally unwilling to lose to Yu Sanye on the North Mountain of Shuangyun Peak, but now he was still suppressed by Wu Cangyu, who was also a sword practitioner.

He will not be killed, but may be defeated.

But in Wu Cangyu's eyes, he will definitely lose.

Sword light flashed.

Li Yan's hand came out from the black mist, pale and slender, and landed on Wu Cangyu's arm.

The sword energy landed on Li Yan's chest and limbs, and dozens of clouds of energy emerged from the black robe.

Li Yan was shaken back and hit a dead tree.

The dead tree was even more dry, with a long and narrow crack appearing, and countless debris flying all over the sky.

The cloud and mist sword energy dissipated, and dozens of sword marks appeared on his body, with blood oozing out.

Wu Cangyu looked down at the place where the black air was still permeating on his arm, and there was a sharp pain, his face turned pale instantly, and a bloody smell came out of his throat.

Water droplets were faintly condensed in the cloud and mist, and the blood-colored sword energy split the water droplets, and also split the invisible dust in the cloud.

A deep sword mark appeared on Wu Qing's shoulder, and blood spurted out, staining the sword shirt red.

Gu Zhiyue looked down at the half-broken blue hair, her pretty face was slightly cold.

Both Wu Qing and Li Yan were defeated.

Tang Ge withdrew his gaze, meditated directly on the spot and adjusted his breath, the blood remaining at the corner of his mouth gradually solidified.

The two who fought against Bai Qianchi saw that their two genius disciples were all defeated, and their aura instantly rose to the extreme.

Bai Qianchi smiled faintly, thinking that it seemed like there was no need to hold back anymore.

His breath is stronger.

The cold light pierced the void again.

His so-called 36 Yifei Tianblade was displayed again.

The Cloud and Mist Sword Qi was defeated.

The black air completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

The two figures flew upside down, drew a long distance, and left two lines on the ground.

A cold light swept into Bai Qianchi's body, he clapped his hands, then looked at Tang Ge and asked, "Do you want to kill them?"

The two felt a chill in their hearts.

Tang Ge opened his eyes and said, "It's up to you."

Bai Qianchi curled his lips, and walked towards him without killing the killer.

Wu Qing glanced at the injury on Li Yan's body, then looked at Wu Cangyu and Gu Zhiyue, the injury on his shoulder was serious, but he couldn't feel any pain.

The pain was there, but his soul was stiff.

After going back this time, he should go to Jianchi again, he thought.

Li Yan's eyelids drooped slightly, and the sword marks on his body were still overflowing with blood, thinking that he had to listen to the master's words and enter purgatory.

Tang Ge got up, looked at Wu Qing and Li Yan and said, "Go back, you have already been defeated several times, it's better to practice hard, after all, in this world, only a passion is not enough."

Wu Qing and Li Yan exchanged glances, turned around and were about to leave.

"They can't go."

Tang Ge looked at the other two.

Wu Qing frowned tightly, and a chill appeared in Li Yan's eyes.

Tang Ge said: "Either the two of them stay, or the four of you stay, I gave you a chance to choose, you decide whether you want to choose."

Wu Qing and Li Yan's eyes sank slightly, they looked at the two people who were not far away with frightened faces, and fell silent.

Tang Ge didn't want to wait at all, looked at Bai Qianchi and said, "Thanks for your hard work."

Bai Qianchi spread his hands, thinking why did you go long ago, but he waved his palm lightly, and a cold light roared out again, piercing directly into the hearts of the two Qianyuan realm practitioners.

Wu Qing and Li Yan's pupils shrank suddenly.

The two didn't communicate any more, they didn't even touch their eyes, they turned around and left in opposite directions.

Bai Qianchi looked at the two corpses, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

Tang Ge murmured in a low voice: "You are worthy of being the proud son of Yunjianzong and Tanlangdian..."

He glanced at Wu Cangyu and Gu Zhiyue again, and suddenly realized that they were fundamentally different from Wu Qing and the others.

Bai Qianchi looked away, then looked at Tang Ge and asked, "Do you know where this is?"

Tang Ge looked at the few dead trees and shook his head.

Bai Qianchi said: "It has a very cute name, Wu Zhu Lin."

Tang Ge nodded, and looked away from the five dead trees.

Gu Zhiyue's complexion changed suddenly, she spurted a mouthful of blood, the Devil May Cry Sword fell to the ground, she closed her eyes, and fell backwards.

Tang Ge moved and wrapped his arms around her waist. The girl in his arms was already unconscious, and a chill filled her pretty face.

Wu Cangyu said in shock: "What's going on? Is it Wu Qing's sword?"

Tang Ge looked at Gu Zhiyue's white brows with a faint cold light, and said, "No."

Sword energy emerged from his fingertips, and he gently pressed it against Gu Zhiyue's eyebrows, and the chill on his pretty face gradually dissipated.

But just some.

Tang Ge frowned, and murmured to himself: "The one who should come will still come..."

His eyes fell on the Xuanyang jade hairpin, and the bright red blood gradually dimmed.

(End of this chapter)