Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 192

Although Bei Zhilan intervened, no one knew why Jing Lu and Ren Jianqing suddenly started fighting again.

In a strange world, on top of a mountain, the powerful sword energy has cut off half of the mountain.

It is getting colder and colder.

The sword energy dissipated temporarily, and the two forgot each other with a distance of hundreds of feet.

Jing Lu's pretty face was slightly cold, the Tianlu sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the sword groaned incessantly, as if he couldn't hold it back.

At a certain moment, her aura was released suddenly, unreservedly approaching Ren Jianqing.

The sword energy swept across, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Ren Jianqing was still indifferent, more indifferent than his sword.

While the sword energy was surging, Jing Lu's voice came out.

"I wonder if You Dongjie will go crazy if you die here?"

Ren Jianqing waved the Qingwu Sword gently, with only the sword in his eyes, the sword body trembled slightly, and clouds of mist filled the air instantly.

Any aura between the heaven and the earth was suppressed silently by these two powerful sword qi.

In mid-air, the Tianlu Sword and the Qingwu Sword met, sparks flew everywhere, and thousands of sword energy spread, causing the space to be slightly distorted.

clang!
The two swords intersected, and the energy of heaven and earth surged up.

The duel between the two peak powerhouses of the Wuxiang Shangjing was enough to make everyone dumbfounded, but this time there was no audience.

Ren Jianqing stood in the void, the green and black sword flew back into his hand, the clouds lingered, and the ear-piercing whistle of the sword came out, and the aura around him began to rise steadily.

Jing Lu held the Tianlu sword tightly, and there was a sword energy stirring on the purple-gold sword edge.

This time, it was Ren Jianqing who took the lead.

His figure instantly appeared in front of Jinglu, and then, the green black sword turned into countless sword shadows and fell overwhelmingly.

Every sword shadow is surrounded by clouds.

Jing Lu had no expression on his face, the Tianlu sword was shaken, and the sword energy roared, and he immediately went to meet him.

clang!clang!clang!
In the sky, two figures intertwined like lightning, and countless purple-gold sword lights collided fiercely with cloud-air sword lights. Every time they collided, huge ripples of origin force erupted and shook the void.

That kind of confrontation can be described as fierce to the extreme.

Facing Ren Jianqing who was holding a magic weapon, Jing Lu had to go all out.

For a while, the two of them had a tendency to fight against each other, but neither of them would let this state last for too long.

After a violent collision, both of them flew upside down, Jing Lu spat out a mouthful of blood, Ren Jianqing was short of breath, and the sword marks on his shoulders were faintly red.

"The former Qingwu sword has become like this in your hands. The sword has changed, and you have also changed. Ren Jianqing, how can you be worthy of your senior brother!"

A strange emotion appeared on Jing Lu's face, and the jade hand holding the Tianlu sword trembled slightly.

"What do you know?"

Ren Jianqing suddenly raised his head, his face was already full of disbelief, Jing Lu seemed to know some of his ulterior secrets.

Jing Lu laughed slightly and said, "If I don't know the secret, I will never keep my hand."

Ren Jianqing shouted sharply: "Who are you?"

Jing Lu casually wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "You are much worse than your senior brother."

"It's a bunch of nonsense. How am I worse than him? How can my current achievements be compared to him!"

Ren Jianqing, who was originally indifferent, suddenly became almost crazy, and the anger that had been pent up for many years suddenly broke out, and even the cloud on the Qingwu sword became more and more intense.

Jing Lu looked disdainful, with a sneer on his lips. Runes suddenly lit up on Tianlu Sword's body, exuding supreme sword intent.

"He sent you here, right? Who are you?"

Ren Jianqing's roar soared straight into the sky, even the gray layer of air on the sky shook.

The Qingwu sword was shaken suddenly, and it was raised high, a huge blue-black sword light soared into the sky, and the sky was filled with the sound of cold sword whistling.

The energy of heaven and earth poured into the sword light frantically, and a powerful coercion permeated it.

The huge sword light exuded an astonishing sword energy, and in the next moment, it roared down suddenly, and slashed at Jing Lu at an extremely fast speed.

With the huge sword light reflected in his pupils, Jing Lu was expressionless, he let out a long breath, and as soon as he let go of his palm, the Tianlu sword shot up into the sky, bursting out with a purple-gold sword light.

The purple-golden sword light was filled with profound sword intent, the Tianlu sword cut through the void, the speed was so fast that it could not catch the sword shadow, and the space was distorted, as if it had been stranded in time and traveled through time and space.

A sword separated the world.

Jing Lu tied his sword marks with his hands and pointed straight at the sky. The Tianlu Sword made a melodious and ancient sound of sword chant, and the purple gold sword light suddenly expanded, and the vast sword energy roared like a storm.

This sword is already a killing move.

Two huge sword lights collided fiercely and fiercely.

boom!
The impact of the thousand-foot residual power exploded with a bang. Even though it was some distance away from the top of the mountain, it still shook the mountain and made the sky colorless.

After a long time, the sword light dissipated, and with the sound of a sword whistle, the Tianlu sword returned to Jing Lu's hand.

But the Qingwu Sword actually broke away from Ren Jianqing's control, fell straight down, and penetrated directly into the mountain top below. Suddenly, a deep crack appeared on the blade and spread towards the distance.

There are rocks rolling down the mountain.

Ren Jianqing's body trembled suddenly, and then he was in a state of embarrassment not far from the Qingwu sword. He clutched his chest, and a mouthful of blood sprayed the world.

On the other hand, Guan Jinglu's face was pale, his pretty face trembled slightly, as if he was deliberately suppressing something, his chest was heaving and unsteady.

She used all her strength and seriously injured Ren Jianqing while his mind was in a state of instability.

Ren Jianqing's face was full of shock, his eyes were full of inconceivable, and he murmured: "How could this happen, I lost..."

Jing Lu resisted the surge of Qi and blood in his chest, and said in a cold voice: "The Qingwu Sword was originally so powerful, but now it has become like this, have you ever regretted it?"

"Repent? Why am I wrong? The way is different, why do you firmly believe that what he did was right?"

Ren Jianqing roared unwillingly, looked down at the Qingwu sword in the crack, and felt another sharp pain in his chest.

Jing Lu lowered his eyes and said, "Do you still remember what you looked like back then?"

"Back then...me?"

Ren Jianqing's eyes became dull and lifeless, his complexion was gloomy, there was a stagnant suffocation in his chest that could not be released, and another mouthful of hot blood spurted out.

His soul is stiff and his mood is chaotic.

……

……

Ren Jianqing was seriously injured, dragged his exhausted body, and went down the mountain holding the Qingwu sword.

Jing Lu didn't attack him again, seeing his figure disappearing from sight, he couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood anymore.

Not long after, a bloody sword light swept quickly from the bottom of the mountain and appeared next to Jing Lu.

Jing Lu raised his head and looked at the young man in red who appeared. After a wry smile, his eyes darkened, and when he tilted his body, he was supported by the young man in red.

He sighed softly, a sword consciousness entered her body, and his face gradually became dignified.

Jing Lu's injury was far more serious than he had imagined.

After a moment, a red light flashed out, and Devil Cry floated quietly.

The boy in red said, "Come out."

Not long after the words fell, the Devil May Cry Sword began to vibrate, and a blood-colored light and shadow emerged, looking at him with great dissatisfaction.

In the next moment, dissatisfaction was replaced by shock.

"What a beautiful woman, but why did she suffer such a serious injury?"

Bloody Light and Shadow's voice is immature, and it's a little funny to say such words.

The boy in red looked at him and said, "Save someone."

The blood-colored light and shadow squinted its big clear eyes and said, "Why should I listen to you, young master!"

The boy in red said, "You don't want to stay in Devil May Cry Sword anymore?"

The bloody light and shadow glared at him fiercely, and after a while, his eyes fell on Jing Lu, and he sighed helplessly.

He stretched out his white and smooth little hand, flicked his fingers, and a pure and powerful sword energy swept out, directly pouring in from the center of Jing Lu's eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)