Although his body was as light as a feather, his speed was fast. After just a few breaths, the young man in white robe held the ink-colored guqin and went up to the third floor.

"This--" The swordsmen also had excellent hearing. Although they were dozens of feet away, they still heard the words of the young man in the white robe clearly. They were suddenly furious, but they didn't know what to say. Indeed, their cultivation was far inferior to that of the young man in the white robe. If the young man in the white robe was really let go, no one could resist it.

The four swordsmen looked at Lu Qing. At this moment, Lu Qing was their only hope. They didn't care about this young man in white robe before, but just thought he was an ordinary swordsman. So until one of his subordinates, who had the peak strength of the swordsman, was injured one day, he invited the second elder of the Mo family, Mo Ku, to come today without any consideration. It was too late to notify the strong people around him to come.

Moreover, judging from the power of the two of them just now, they probably had to come to the Sword Master to suppress it, but there was no such powerful man within a radius of dozens of miles.

So now, even if they are not fully sure about Lu Qing, they have to put all their chips on Lu Qing, but speaking of it, they have no bargaining chips.

Under the Shuiyun Tower, watching the figure of the young man in white robe climbing up, there was only a small dot left. Lu Qing's eyes flashed with splendor, and his steps began to move forward along a strange track. His body instantly appeared in the air more than ten feet long, and he stepped onto a floor slab in one step.

The young man in white robe who had reached the sixth floor glanced slightly, and his face showed a clear sense of appreciation. He didn't look carefully. At this moment, he saw Lu Qing using his steps as if he was shrinking into an inch, and his body was light and he was lifting lightly, so he couldn't help but look up a little higher.

The whistling wind sounded in his ears. At this moment when he was rising up against the wind, Lu Qing's mind was extremely quiet. As the water cloud tower rose layer by layer, his heart seemed to be integrated into the steps of the wind and thunder. Every step he took seemed to be integrated into the wind and thunder. The spiral spiral flow of spiritual consciousness in the Divine Court's sea of ​​consciousness flashed violently. The shining wind and thunder shadow appeared in front of him again at this moment.

At this moment, two crystal blue-purple divine lights suddenly lit up in Lu Qing's eyes, and the world in front of him immediately changed. A familiar purple lightning wrapped in the wind moved forward along an inexplicable mysterious trajectory, constantly traveling through the void, bringing clear afterimage behind him.

Unlike two years ago, what appeared in Lu Qing's eyes at this moment were two rays of wind and thunder. The trajectory of the other somewhat strange ray of wind and thunder was completely different from the previous one. There was no trace of afterimage or change, and there was only the speed at which it reached the extreme.

In the void, a purple light wrapped in the wind of Xun was moving along a straight trajectory. All the afterimages were taken away by this qi shadow without any time to manifest, leaving only a blue-purple stream of light extending to the distance.

Looking at the two wind and thunder shadows that evolved in front of him calmly, Lu Qing seemed to have something been touched in his heart, and his eyes looked at the familiar wind and thunder shadows. The two blue-purple divine lights in his eyes became brighter and brighter. He knew that he had understood the wind and thunder step from this wind and thunder shadow before.

And the other one, since the wind and thunder shadow has evolved, there is only one possibility. Looking at the streaming light gradually disappearing in the distance, a smile slowly emerged from the corner of Lu Qing's mouth, Thunder Step, the wind and thunder shadow represents Thunder Step.

Just when Lu Qing understood the footwork represented by the two qi shadows, the dark void in front of him suddenly flashed silver light, and blessings reached his heart. The general sentence that had never been understood in the general outline of Thunder Steps suddenly appeared in Lu Qing's mind: The qi of wind and thunder should enter the nine heavens, the nine heavens wind and thunder, and the nine heavens thunder move.

This sentence talks about the artistic conception of wind and thunder. Although Lu Qing has a deep understanding of the two energys of wind and thunder, it is an understanding of its origin. Instead, it is an illusory thing like artistic conception. Lu Qing has never been able to enter. Until now, with the help of the speed of the Shuiyun Tower soaring up, he gradually realized the artistic conception that the Sword Emperor had when he wrote this sentence, and was infinitely magnified by the shadow of the wind and thunder that awakened again.

There was never a moment when Lu Qing felt that the wind and thunder were so close to him. Through the evolution of the two wind and thunder shadows, he seemed to have seen the purple lightning running through the nine heavens, the howling and hissing nine heavens, and the unscrupulous artistic conception, which was deeply imprinted into Lu Qing's heart at this moment.

At the same time, the two wind and thunder shadows seemed to be influenced by Lu Qing and slowly gathered and merged in the void. A little enlightenment appeared in Lu Qing's mind. In his eyes, the two originally misty blue and purple divine lights slowly dissipated.

A mysterious aura spread rapidly from Lu Qing's body, and circles of invisible waves of air swept through the air, as if a strong wind was rising out of thin air. In the surprised gaze of the swordsmen under the Shuiyun Tower, a green tornado rose at the fifth floor, like a big green dragon, shooting towards the top of the tower, accompanied by a rumbling muffled thunder.

The face of the young man in white robe who had already reached the seventh floor suddenly changed, and his eyes looked down, "How is it possible that a mere swordsman can gather so much energy in the genus of the genus when he uses his steps."

He really couldn't figure it out, but then, in his gaze that finally became horrified, Lu Qing's speed, which was only a little faster than him, suddenly increased by twice, and the air was rapidly broken open, making a sharp whistle.

After only two breaths, the two men had a height of more than 30 feet apart, and they were caught by Lu Qing. In the air, the two looked at each other. A layer of wind and thunder sword energy was filled with Lu Qing's body, and the powerful wind and thunder energy gathered. Dozens of purple lightning as thick as a little finger were wrapped around Lu Qing's feet. Each purple lightning was wrapped with a layer of green Xunfeng.

Such a strange scene made the young man in white suddenly remembered a state of footwork that his master once described.

"The vitality of the void is the realm of the vitality of the void." The young man in white robe said in a panic.

The power of the void is like that of the void creature. At least a level of footwork that only swordsmen at the master level can understand, and even the requirements are even higher. Without the level of understanding of the power of the movement, it is impossible to achieve it. Even if it is him, he does not have such an understanding of the power of the movement, otherwise it would have been natural based on his understanding of the artistic conception of the soundless step.

Although the young man in white robe had a lot of thought in his mind at this moment, his footwork was not at all neglected. Soon, the two of them arrived at the ninth floor of the peak of the Shuiyun Tower.

The nine layers of the Water Cloud Tower are extremely strong. In order to prevent wind, frost, thunderstorms, the top of the tower is built with iron cores that are not harder than black iron. For hundreds or thousands of years, it has become black and shiny, with a layer of black iron-like mineral color.

At this moment, the two of them were standing on the top of the tower, which was about twenty feet in a radius. The wind was whistling around and the voices were gone.

Looking at Lu Qing ten feet in front of him, for some reason, the young man in white robe felt a strong sense of danger, which was clearer and stronger than what he felt under the tower before.

This can't go on. The young man in white robe thought to himself that although he was very arrogant on weekdays, he was not arrogant. At this moment, he clearly realized that if he was influenced by Lu Qing like this, he would definitely break the seemingly unparalleled general trend he had accumulated under the tower. Once the general trend was broken, whether it was his sound of killing piano or the power of the sound killing sword energy, it would drop significantly.

His humanity lineage is the most important thing to accumulate momentum. Once the general trend is broken, the power of the sword will decrease by one or two points. At that time, it will be a great disadvantage.

As his eyes narrowed, the young man in white robe immediately made a decision. He saw that the momentum on his body changed, and the buzzing sound that had been spreading around him instantly disappeared. However, Lu Qing's powerful spiritual sense keenly discovered that the air around him began to shake slowly.

"Take my move, take it, you will win." The young man in white robe looked solemnly, and refused to say a word. He solemnly stroked the seven strings with his hands. The moment his fingers touched the strings, the ink-colored guqin suddenly burst out with an unprecedented green light. At the same time, an extremely solemn aura rose from the guqin.

A hole was stepped on the top of the tower, and the figure of the young man in the white robe suddenly became strangely divided into seven paths. Without any sound of wind, eight solid figures wrapped Lu Qing in it.

"Soul-catching style!" Eight shouts sounded one after another, turning into a harsh sound wave towards Lu Qing in the middle. At the moment the sound came, the sharp sound of the young man in the white robe's fingertips injected into the seven strings without hesitation.

bite--

Seven strings of piano were plucked at the same time. In Lu Qing's eyes, eight sound killing sword energy about a hundred feet high enveloped the entire space around him, and a suffocating pressure hit him.

His face did not change at all. In Lu Qing's sea of ​​consciousness, the galaxy-shaped spiritual air flow emitted strong silver ash, resisting the invading soul-catching sound waves.

A layer of strong wind and thunder sword energy gradually emerged from Lu Qing. Faced with this powerful pressure, Lu Qing's fighting spirit also reached its peak. Looking at the eight hundred-foot sword energy pressing towards the center in front of him, Lu Qing's mouth slightly slightly, is it really hundred-foot?

call--

At this moment, Lianxin, who had been behind her back, finally unsheathed. The huge sword body burst out with a dazzling blue-purple sword light. The wind and thunder sword energy snorted and broke out from the tip of the sword with nine feet. The next moment, in the horrified gaze of the young man in white robe, a wind and thunder sword intent that seemed to tear the heaven and earth broke out from Lu Qing's body.
Chapter completed!