[Volume 1] How can a boy last forever? Chapter 52: Morning Dew
Colorful colors emitted from Zhou Qingmu's hands. Then Zhou Qingmu turned around and patted back. The crack outside the blessed land of Shenxiao Mountain was directly blocked by this burst of colorful light.
People outside the blessed land of Shenxiao Mountain are even unable to enter.
At this time, Yang Zhao and Lu Zhengchun both came to Zhou Qingmu's side and looked at He Xiao.
Seeing this scene, He Xiao's words were full of disdain: "I advise you not to waste your efforts. I am in a good mood today, and I don't want to provoke the people behind you. I don't want to kill three of you. If this is the case
, none of you can leave Shenxiao Mountain today."
Zhou Qingmu said calmly: "Three Returning to Original Realm warriors will beat you and one Yuan Shen Realm martial artist will kill you, but you won't even think about going out to cause harm to the world!"
Lu Zhengchun didn't waste any time, turned into an afterimage, and blasted away with the power of a punch! Yang Zhao followed suit, turned into a ray of fire, and fought with He Xiao.
Only Zhou Qingmu still stayed where he was, looking somewhere without taking action.
Although He Xiao has obtained the so-called "eternal life" method, and his realm cultivation is only one step away from breaking through, but even so, he is still just a Yuanshen realm monk.
Under the siege of two people who were no less lethal than him, there was no way to win or lose.
However, his physical body and Qi, which can be restored at any time, are really difficult to deal with. Even the Li Gua fire in Yang Zhao's palm and Lu Zhengchun's punches that get stronger with each passing day are still easily parried by He Xiao.
If the fight continues like this, the situation will be very bad!
After about a stick of incense had passed like this, Yang Zhao and Lu Zhengchun were already a little exhausted, but He Xiao still looked relaxed.
"What's up? You two, do you want to continue?"
Yang Zhao pulled Lu Zhengchun back a step, took out a wine gourd from the storage bag on his waist, and took a big sip. Finally, Yang Zhao wiped his mouth, looked at He Xiao who was enveloped in black energy, and sneered: "
When I fought with you before, your boxing skills have long been missing the fierce and domineering martial arts, and your strength has been greatly reduced. Can you still be regarded as a pure martial artist? Furthermore, the reason why you can maintain a stalemate with me for such a long time is because of your brokenness.
Are you angry? Are you a proud grandma? Do you have the guts to have a good fight with me?"
The reason why a martial artist is stronger than a monk in the same realm is precisely because he has developed an unstoppable righteousness. At this time, He Xiao obviously no longer has pure righteousness, so his boxing skills are no longer as fierce and domineering as before!
He Xiao was not affected by Yang Zhao's words at all, but stared at the fire on Yang Zhao's body and said with a smile: "Li Huo Yang family has reached such a level of cultivation at a young age. However, your progress is due to your brother
The least among the three, right? If I can really improve on Li Huo's magic, maybe I will really be burned to death by your fire. Unfortunately, you can't."
It's a pity that you can't!
When Yang Zhao heard this, he just stared at him coldly, with a hint of dejection flashing in his eyes. Yang Zhao himself knew very well that he had indeed made no significant progress in the past three years. If he had been able to master more, he would not have ended up like this.
So dejected.
At this time, Zhou Qingmu patted Yang Zhao on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, don't you still have me?"
He Xiao clapped his hands and said disdainfully: "What if there is one more of you? Although your current swordsmanship is indeed good, you are not Li Qiubai, so you can't kill me!"
Zhou Qingmu's face condensed, he raised his right hand and pointed it as a sword. Finally, Zhou Qingmu shouted loudly: "Sword cultivator Zhou Qingmu borrowed a sword from Sword Immortal Qi Yan to kill Shenxiaoshan Hexiao!"
As Zhou Qingmu said these words, a sword light suddenly appeared in the sky above, and then quickly flew towards the place where Zhou Qingmu was.
He Xiao seemed to feel something aura, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and his body turned into a streak of black energy, looking into the depths of Shenxiao Mountain and escaping.
The sword came from the sky. Zhou Qingmu waved his hand and looked at He Xiao to draw it.
This sword is called Chaolu!
The immortal held the sword and struck down with the sword, like a punishment from heaven. The belated sword turned into a sky-shattering sword rainbow and headed straight towards the black air nail!
Even the people who were isolated outside the blessed land saw the shocking sword, and some even vaguely saw the extraordinary nature of this sword.
Immediately, Zhou Qingmu raised his left hand and pulled out the ancient sword on his back that had not been unsheathed for a long time.
When Zhou Qingmu drew out the sword, he shouted loudly again: "Old He, I have cultivated my sword intention for three years. Can you block this sword?"
Then, another shocking sword light burst towards He Xiao. The power of this sword was actually no less powerful than the previous fairy sword!
The flying sword that had been placed in the scabbard for a long time was finally born today. The sword light pointed at it, as if the sword fairy came to the mortal world!
Zhou Qingmu has been practicing with Ye Jing'an in the Confucian and Taoist Academy for three years. Even if he practices sword practice, he has never unsheathed the sword. He has been waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity that is enough for him to use the sword!
At this time, Zhou Qingmu was finally unable to hold on and was about to fall. Fortunately, Yang Zhao found him in time and caught him. Zhou Qingmu smiled miserably and said: "The sword that forcibly takes over the emperor's realm is too reluctant. I hope that this sword can win him."
Half the power!"
But soon, the two sword lights that followed caught up with the black energy that He Xiao had transformed into.
In the end, the three of them only heard a scream, and the black energy was nailed to the Ancestral Peak of Shenxiao Mountain by two sword rays. Moreover, the black energy only struggled for a moment and stopped moving.
The tangible thing nailed the invisible body! Among them, not only Zhou Qingmu’s three years of care, but also the border swordsman Qi who once claimed to be a "sword cultivator who will soon be famous" and is now famous all over the world.
Yan's sword!
Seeing this scene, the three of them looked at each other and finally smiled.
This battle was finally won.
"What a waste."
At this moment, an old voice suddenly resounded across the world, and at the same time, there was a breath that made the three of them breathless and a black air that covered the sky and the sun.
Chapter completed!