In the sky, the situation of the rivalry changed instantly. The purple lightning Xunfeng was influenced by the wind and thunder sword intent and quickly condensed into a huge thunder cloud in the sky. The purple lightning, as thick as a arm, shuttled through the clouds, and the blue Xunfeng rages. The shocking void evolved from the white-robed youth was instantly broken by the thunder clouds.

His face suddenly turned pale. In Lu Qing's eyes, the hundred-foot giant sword that had been slowly pressed down had shrunk to eighty feet at this moment. The young man in the white robe, who was originally fierce and killing, was so weak.

At this moment, a foot-long Fenglei sword energy suddenly shot out in Lu Qing's eyes. In the air, the two wind and thunder energy gathered. The wind and thunder sword energy, which was originally nine feet long in Lu Qing's hand, increased ten feet a little more, and it was two feet wide on both sides. At this moment, what was grasping in Lu Qing's hand seemed to be no longer the Heart Refining Sword, but a magic sword that surged into the sky and gathered wind and thunder.

Above the entire big sword, purple lightning crackled, and the qi of Xunfeng formed a sharp edge on the sword body. The sharp air blades separated the air silently.

The sixteenth style of Zixiao Fenglei Sword: Wind and Thunder Gathering.

It can be seen that the more you master the Zixiao Fenglei Sword, the more wind and thunder energy you can gather when you use the sword style. Similarly, the higher your understanding of the power of the movement, the faster you can comprehend the essence of the Zixiao Fenglei Sword.

After re-understanding of Feng Lei Qiying at that moment, Lu Qing had already had some thoughts about the 18th stylistic.

At this time, the original worry of a group of swordsmen under the tower, including four swordsmen, disappeared in an instant, because they felt a completely domineering sword intent that reached the sky. The violent wind and thunder sword intent was like the surging river, continuous. Even if they were at the bottom of the tower a hundred feet below, the sword Yuan was suppressed to a certain extent, let alone the young man in white robe.

Sword intent, the true sword intent!

The four swordsmen exchanged their eyes. From the eyes of the other three, they saw the same incredible and horror. In addition, the originally hanging heart gradually relaxed.

At the same time, the eyes of the entire Qintong Town gathered at the top of the Shuiyun Tower at this moment, especially the moment when the huge sword as high as twenty feet appeared, everyone's hearts trembled. The rumbling thunder and violent wind could be clearly heard even on the Magpie Lake, and, faintly, the many sword weapons in Qintong Town made a faint sound of sword roar at this moment.

The sword intent is the spiritual god who gathers the spirit of the spirit and energy, and carries the sword.

With the explosion of the wind and thunder sword intent, the sword weapons within a radius of several miles were all sensing.

However, the young man in the white robe at the corner of the wind was not so lucky. He didn't expect that the strange young man in front of him would have understood the sword intent, and he didn't dare to think about it. Such an understanding was really terrible.

Looking at the eight-handed murderous sword around him, all the fighting spirit on Lu Qing's body burst out: "Break!"

The rolling sounds resounded through the sky, and the wind and thunder gathered like a mountain, slashing at the side in front of him casually. At the same time, the powerful wind and thunder sword intent rolled like a tide, spreading continuously in all directions, suppressing the soul-catching sound of the young man in white robe back.

boom--

A roar that resounded through all directions, the figures of the young man in white robe who had previously divided into eight paths instantly merged, and the giant sword of Tongtian, which was originally eighty feet tall, also showed a power of only nine feet. The eight-sound murderous aura sword and Lu Qing's wind and thunder gathered on the top of the tower and collided fiercely.

puff--

A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and the figure of the young man in the white robe flew backwards in an instant. After all, Lu Qing's gathering of wind and thunder was just the two wind and thunder energy gathered. It was not very strong. It was shocked by the eight-sound murderous swords of the young man in the white robe and quickly dispersed.

The bitter waves spread on the top of the tower.

Bang—

The Heart Refining Sword was blocking his chest, and Lu Qing was blown away by the air waves, and fell outside the top of the nine-story tower with the young man in white robe.

bite--

A piano sound that seemed to be about to penetrate deep into the soul sounded, and Lu Qing only felt a gentle force suddenly appearing behind him. From the force behind him, Lu Qing felt the same sword aura as the young man in white robe before.

However, compared with the young man in white robe, it was the gap between the big tree and the croaker, especially the sound of the piano, which contained the destructive piano meaning in the tranquility. At this moment, in Lu Qing's perception, it seemed to turn into sharp swords and stab at his divine sea of ​​consciousness.

He was shocked and Lu Qing used the soul refining technique with all his strength. In the sea of ​​consciousness, the light silver spiritual air flow rotated like the wind, and a thin silver thunder slowly emerged from the galaxy consciousness stream, shattering the invisible piano sound that penetrated around him. In the sea of ​​consciousness, waves of consciousness waves started to sway, and the whole head seemed to be shaking.

"Huh--" The sound came from somewhere. Lu Qing didn't care and tried hard to stabilize his mind. Lu Qing's feet fell on the top of the tower again. At this moment, a faint silver light slowly emanated from Lu Qing's body, and the rich and powerful spiritual power was undoubtedly revealed.

After a while, Lu Qing slowly opened his eyes, but was surprised to find two strange figures.

One of the middle-aged men was wearing a long blue gown and had long hair neatly tied behind his back. In his hand, he was also holding a guqin. However, unlike the young man in white robe, this guqin gave Lu Qing a deep sense of crisis. The yellow zither body was the same as the color of the Shuiyun Tower, but there was a layer of light golden light on it. Six strings of different colors were different. Except for one milky white transparent, the other five were divided into five colors: gold, green, blue, red, and yellow. From above, Lu Qing felt the strong five elements.

The other person was an old man in a sloppy dress, covered with greasy cloth robe. However, looking at the color of the oil stain, it seemed that it had just been applied. The old man was holding a green jade gourd in his hand. At this moment, he was lying lazily under the spire of the tower, pouring it into his mouth bit by bit. The fragrance of wine wafted over, and Lu Qing could smell it clearly, it was the smell of Jade Qing.

Behind the two, the young man in white robe was sitting quietly on the ground at this moment, with the invisible sound of the sword killing on his body, but it seemed a little disordered, and obviously suffered a considerable internal injury.

Finally, the middle-aged man in green clothes spoke, and there was a clear appreciation in his eyes when he looked at Lu Qing: "I didn't expect that we were greedy for the beautiful scenery of Zhenhu, which made us miss today's duel. But my brother, you have extraordinary sword skills and your spiritual sense is so powerful. I believe that my disciple will restrain his previous arrogance after this battle. I thanked me."

It was the man's master, Lu Qing said in his heart that it was true, but what this person said at this moment did not mean to stand up for him at all, but was full of kindness to him.

As if he felt Lu Qing’s thoughts, the middle-aged man in Qingshan smiled elegantly and said, “If you lose, you will lose. This is his own business. He will win it back by himself. I will not insert it into his sword path at will.”

When Lu Qing heard this, he felt a master's demeanor and temperament from the other party, even stronger than he felt from the sect leader Luo Qianfeng before. Moreover, although he did not release his spiritual consciousness, with his understanding of the genital aura, he found that a shocking aura on this person seemed to be connected with the heaven and earth. It seemed that as long as this person took action, the whole heaven and earth would be shaken.

The Sword Lord absolutely cannot do this, so there is only one possibility.

The master of the Sword Soul Realm, this man is a master of the Sword Soul Realm, Lu Qing said in his heart.

"It turns out that the master of humanity has arrived. The younger Zixia Sect protector Lu Qing has met his senior." Lu Qing bowed slightly and bowed. Although the two paths of heaven and man competed with each other, Lu Qing still showed his due respect for these masters who have reached the sword soul realm.

"Okay!" The middle-aged man in green clothes praised, and the old man who was originally focused on Jade Qing also turned his eyes, and there was a slight change in his eyes when he looked at Lu Qing: "The boy has a good sword intent, and he is also a good person."

His eyes glanced at the swordsmen who were about to move under the tower. Since the earth-shaking roar just now, there was no sound at the top of the tower. The four swordsmen could no longer hold back and wanted to go up to the tower to investigate.

The middle-aged man in Qingshan smiled indifferently, and his right hand pointed to a sword point to transform into six clear arm shadows. Suddenly, the six sound killing sword auras dozens of feet long and about a wide meter appeared. The sharp sword aura condensed into a sword-shaped shape, and the sharp blade made the space ripples open.

So terrible!

Lu Qing was secretly shocked, but he still said anxiously: "Senior, please show mercy!"

However, the Six Paths of Sound Killing Sword disappeared instantly. At the same time, a large hole several meters wide and a few deep was broken in the six directions under the tower. The sudden change made the swordsman who originally wanted to get close to shock and retreated continuously.

Immediately, in their shocked eyes, an invisible air wall rose from all around the Shuiyun Tower, quickly wrapped the Shuiyun Tower in it. It swung its sword and slashed out a sword energy. The hot fire-striking sword energy hit the air wall, but it seemed like water dripping into the sea, without any slight waves.

"What's going on? Could it be the sword formation?" One of the swordsmen was obviously a little knowledgeable and couldn't help but speak in horror.

"Who is here?" The six-dag sound killing sword aura just now was too fast. They just felt a powerful aura that made them afraid, but they were sure that there were more than Lu Qing and the young man in white robe on the top of the tower at this moment.

On the top of the tower, the middle-aged man in Qingshirt set up the sword formation casually, his eyes turned to Lu Qing and said, "Since you are destined to be here, I will let you watch the battle here today. If Qi'er is injured, you will witness it here."

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