Chapter 26 Yan Qing

Yan Qing's sudden attack made Li Xiaohe powerless to fight back.

At this time, he was directly shocked by a blow and plunged several feet underground.

At this time, the trees in the large mountain forest all collapsed and the dead leaves were swept into the air by the strong wind, and a large pit several feet appeared in the center, and the dust rolled.

Li Xiaohe was deeply trapped in the pit, and his face was full of dust. At this time, his clothes were also covered with earth, and his body was covered with sword marks.

After a while, Yanqing did not attack him again, and he resisted the blood that was about to pour out and slowly came out of the big pit of the loess.

As soon as he came out of the pit, he saw Yan Qing standing on the edge of the pit.

Yan Qing saw him come out from the inside and sneered, "If you die directly there, won't you live? Now you will die without a burial place after coming out."

Li Xiaohe heard this and looked up to see Yan Qing's mocking eyes.

After the first fight just now, he already knows that Yan Qing is higher than his own cultivation, but it is not invincible. Yan Qing's cultivation is at most one level higher than him. Just now, he would be defeated so easily and was just raided by him.

At this time, Li Xiaohe also understood a truth, and it was better to do it first.

He no longer cared about the old man standing in the sky above, and the yellow sun in his hand hissed and only attacked Yan Qing.

Li Xiaohe held "Huangyang" and Yan Qing held "Tianming". Both of them held swords and fought again in an instant.

I saw the yellow light of the Huangyang sword, the sky rolled up pieces of white light, and the sword spirit in the whole mountain forest, and the hiss of the two divine swords covered the collision sound of the sword spirit.

There was an unknown incision on the ground that was constantly scratched by the sword spirit, and the boulders in the mountain were cut in half by the sword spirit in an instant, and the incision was like a mirror.

However, the sword spirit that hit the air was dissipated in an instant by the man standing in the air above.

Li Xiaohe originally thought that the tower burning faction was one of the three schools of the right path based on the art of fire control. Yanqing should only be a minor in kendo and should not be proficient in swordsmanship. He only relies on the power of the divine sword and his own cultivation to use swordsmanship to fight against himself.

However, from the fight to now, Li Xiaohe has used the top swordsmanship "Hunyuan Yiqi Sword" of Qionghua's school, but under such exquisite swordsmanship, Yan Qing has not fallen behind at all.

Although Yanqing's swordsmanship seems to have no way, but simply waved the divine sword in his hand, it was those simple sting that made Li Xiaohe often tired of responding.

At this time, he couldn't help thinking that people in the martial arts used to say that there is no way to win. Is Yan Qing like this at this time, but a simple sting can often break his exquisite sword moves.

If Li Xiaohe said this to others, he would definitely be laughed at, because the so-called no way to win in the mortal martial arts is just that mortals are short-sighted and have not cultivated the moves to a deeper level.

How can the swordsmanship in the world of cultivation be comparable to those ordinary swordsmanships? In the world of cultivation, masters often fight against each other. Whether it is swords, fists and feet or Taoism magic skills, more exquisite magic methods often exert stronger power.

Li Xiaohe was very surprised that Yan Qing's simple sword move could break the mixed-yuan sword he used.

But with Yan Qing's stronger and stronger attack, he can no longer think about this much. He only said in his heart that since you are so powerful, it depends on whether you can take my last sword.

At this time, Yan Qing cut out another sword horizontally, and saw a white fan-shaped sword spirit opening, but several swords attacked Li Xiaohe in a row.

When Li Xiaohe saw this, there was only a flash of fierce light in his eyes, but rushed head-on into the sword spirit. The sword in his hand was waved at a very fast speed at this time. He saw a yellow light wrapped around him and went up against the current in the huge white light impact.

Yan Qing, who was opposite, frowned so suddenly. In his opinion, Li Xiaohe should have avoided or hardened the sword spirit, but at this time, Li Xiaohe rushed into the sword spirit and moved slowly to himself, as if to rush out of this continuous sword spirit.

Just as Yan Qing was puzzled, he listened to the old man standing in the air above and staring at the situation below and said lightly, "Qing'er can't show off. He wants to use the strongest sword in the Qionghua School's "Hunyuan Yiqi Sword."

Hearing the old man's words, Yan Qing suddenly understood.

Then he slowly waved his sword in front of him, and saw that the huge dazzling sword spirit shook slowly with his swing like white cloth.

And Li Xiaohe, who went against the current in the sword spirit, suddenly felt that the pressure increased and the speed decreased, but the swing speed of the magic sword in his hand was getting faster and faster, and the vitality between heaven and earth also began to rush wildly to gather towards him at this time.

At the same time, Yanqing's other hand was raised high above his head, and his palm kept turning, and his fingers were pinching complicated instructions.

A trace of fire was seen beating outside his body, and the air above his head suddenly became red, like a burning cloud under the sunset. The surrounding air also began to warm up at this time, and the dead leaves on the ground even began to smoke.

"The earth's feng shui and fire are one, and the sword's front is mixed."

Li Xiaohe only heard a deep cry and his eyes were burning, and his body suddenly rose slowly, and the yellow light on the sword in his hand turned into a gray-black mixed sword spirit, which was constantly rising.

Until his body rose to a hundred feet high, the sword spirit released from the sword in his hand had also been hundreds of feet long.

The air around the sword spirit was also constantly sneer, while the Huangyang Sword, which was completely wrapped in the gray-black sword spirit, made bursts of sharp sounds tearing the world in his hand.

Seeing that Li Xiaohe had risen to the sky, Yan Qing naturally withdrew the sword satin in front of him, and his body began to slowly go high in the sky.

The sky above his head had already gathered into a hundred feet of fiery red space. As soon as he rose into the fiery red, he saw that the large fiery red began to boil and slowly turned crimson. During that time, there was a muffled sound of dragons. Two fire dragon shadows slowly emerged, and a large area collapsed on the ground. The trees were burned to ashes for a moment.

After such a change, Shangguan Lingru, who was originally sitting to heal her wounds, also opened her eyes in shock and muttered, "I didn't expect that my senior brother could train the wind and fire dragon like this."

And Chen Kong and another Tianfencing Tower disciple were also looking up to the sky in horror.

At this time, the two fire dragon shadows surrounded Yan Qing. He saw the divine sword in Yan Qing's hand shining and pointed straight at Li Xiaohe, while his sword eyebrows raised, but the corners of his mouth smiled slightly.

Li Xiaohe knew that Yan Qing was so aware that he was waiting for himself to take action.

Then he looked down at the hundreds of feet of sword spirit dragged in his hand, and saw that the sword spirit was already extremely violent at this time.

He only slowly raised his hand and raised the sword spirit above his head. Where the sword spirit pointed, a gap appeared in the clouds in the sky in an instant.

At this time, Li Xiaohe was like holding a hundreds of feet long gray-black sword in his hand. The blade of the sword was inserted into the clouds, and the sword awn swallowed as if he was about to tear heaven and earth.

Then he only tightened his eyebrows, and the sword spirit raised above his head and split down the Yan Qingli in front of him.

The hundreds of feet of gray-black sword spirit instantly cut into the fiery red where Yan Qing was. At this time, he saw Yan Qing raise the shining sword in his hand and pointed directly to the gray-black giant sword.

I saw the two fire dragon shadows surrounding him raising the dragon's head, and the dragon's mouth opened and went straight to the gray-black sword.

As soon as the virtual shadow of these two fire dragons moved, the fiery red with a radius of hundreds of feet rushed to the two fire dragons. When the two fire dragons bit the gray-black sword, the red in the air had entered the bodies of the two fire dragons. At this time, the two fire dragons were already lifelike, no longer just like the virtual shadows.

Two hundreds of feet of fire dragons only hurriedly opened the dragon's mouth and held the huge gray and black sword. Li Xiaohe immediately felt like he was cutting on a mountain filled with molten iron, and it was difficult to cut down.

The two fire dragons collided with the gray-black giant sword, and suddenly exploded, and then the airflow from the collision surged to the four directions. Wherever passed, the clouds in the sky were washed to pieces, the underground mountains and forests were also roaring, and the mountain boulders kept shaking down from the top of the mountain.

Chen Kong and another Tianburning Tower disciple had to hurriedly help Shangguan Lingru to hide around.

The old man standing in the air did not move at all in the violent airflow. As soon as the airflow arrived in front of him, it naturally separated and only bypassed him and continued to go back.

Seeing that this chopping did not prevail at all, Li Xiaohe bit his teeth and only withdrew the long sword cut down in a collision. He raised it high above his head again, while the two fire dragons below kept roaring at the gray-black sword that was slowly raised.

Then Li Xiaohe only turned his wrist, and the persistent gray-black giant sword in his hand suddenly turned away, and lay flat with the gray-black giant sword in his hand and patted it down.

The hundreds of feet-long giant sword flipped away like this, and immediately suppressed the airflow in a large space and rolled up a gust of wind, only rolling the vegetation and boulders in the mountain into the air.

And the flames around the two fire dragons below also beat more violently, and in a blink of an eye, the huge sword has hit the top of the two fire dragons.

"hong••••••”

Another more violent sinking sound. The color of the two fire dragons was a little pale when they were hit by this shot, and the bodies of the two fire dragons slowly sank.