Three days later.
Mu Liang City.
Half of the sword masters in the world of Kyushu gather here.
Among them were many sword cultivators from Vajra and Zhixuan. They all came for this sword discussion. They couldn't wait for the collision between the fifth in the world's swordsmanship and the sixth in the world's swordsmanship.
Today's Mu Liang City is extremely lively, with an endless stream of people. The streets are bustling with traffic and crowds. Everyone is looking at a certain area, talking about it, and their faces are full of reverence. That is Mu Liang City. top position.
At this time, there was a swordsman standing there, who was the lord of Mu Liang City, Luo Qingyang.
He was dressed in a green shirt, standing with his hands behind his back. His long hair was flying, his figure was like a pen, and his whole body was surrounded by sword intent. He exuded an ethereal aura. People who were closer seemed to be able to feel the sharp sword intent from him. , this sword intent is so frightening that you don’t even dare to approach it at will.
"Do you think Pei Qing dares to come?"
"Why doesn't he dare to come? He's already a land god. Why doesn't he dare to come?"
"If I were a land god, I would be the first to bid for anyone."
"Li Hanyi and Zhao Yuzhen's combined swords opened the Heavenly Gate, but Pei Qing broke through it. Does Luo Qingyang have the strength to argue with Pei Qing?"
“……”
The crowd was whispering and making various comments, but they were all optimistic about the outcome of today's sword debate. After all, Pei Qing is a real land god level powerhouse, and Luo Qingyang has also been famous for a long time. Which one of them will win? Defeat is yet to be determined.
"Boom!"
Suddenly there was a violent vibration sound in the void.
The crowd looked up one after another, and saw not far away, an unrivaled sword head facing Luo Qingyang, and a breath that was so sharp and suffocating that it struck, causing the expressions of many onlookers to suddenly change.
Everyone's pupils shrank suddenly, and Luo Qingyang took a step forward, pointed a single finger with his right hand, and a sharp sword light shot out, colliding with the whistling sword gang, making a clicking sound. The sword gang shattered into pieces and turned into stars scattered across the sky.
Luo Qingyang looked at the direction where the sword came from, frowning slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he slowly said: "Since Brother Pei is here, why don't you show up?"
After saying this, I saw a man in a mysterious robe strolling over. He had a jade-like face, extraordinary handsomeness, and a slender figure. His whole body was filled with a sense of aloofness, like an unsheathed sword, with its sharp edge revealed.
This person is Pei Qing.
He looked at Luo Qingyang in front of him, his eyes flickered, and said: "Lord Luo, I apologize for disturbing you."
Luo Qingyang shook his head slowly. There was no angry expression on his face. Instead, he looked extremely calm. He said with a smile: "Since you asked the sword Ximen Chuixue, I knew that such a day would come, but I didn't expect that this day would come so quickly. ”
"Please advise!" Pei Qing said three words softly, with extremely deep eyes.
The moment he finished speaking, terrifying sword energy surged out from Pei Qing's body, and the whole world seemed to freeze. Those onlookers felt that their breathing had stopped. A sense of death crisis enveloped the whole body, and their souls seemed to be frozen. Had an average stay.
"So strong!"
"With this sword power alone, no one present can achieve it!"
"Isn't this nonsense? Everyone is here to watch the fun. The real strong people will not come to watch."
The many strong men onlookers looked at Pei Qing solemnly, and even from a long distance, they could still feel the sharp sword intent.
"call out!"
I saw Pei Qing stepping out, his speed suddenly increased, like an arrow leaving the string, he disappeared in the blink of an eye, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived at Luo Qingyang's side.
Luo Qingyang's face remained calm, without any panic.
He stretched out his palm forward, and the vast sword essence burst out, turning into thousands of sword threads. Each sword thread contained extremely powerful killing power.
The sword pointed out that the sword intent was permeating the air, and thousands of sword threads were sent out to strangle Pei Qing. The attack was simply terrifying.
"Sword Three!"
Pei Qing uttered two words, and in an instant, dazzling sword light bloomed around his body. With the same point, infinite sword shadows flew out, like locusts passing by, overwhelming the sky and wiping out all Luo Qingyang's sword threads. Lose.
"Kenpachi!"
"Jianjiu!"
"Sword Eleven!"
The sword aura around Pei Qing became even fiercer, and the sword intent was raging, like a surging river, surging and overwhelming, each sword was more powerful than the other, and the sword moves continued, sweeping towards Luo Qingyang like a violent wind and rain.
The battle between the two completely unfolded, intertwining at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. The air crackled, and the sword energy raged in all directions. The entire high-rise building seemed to be reduced to a sea of sword energy, which was extremely terrifying.
The crowd's eyes were fixed on this battle, with strong interest in their eyes. Although they could not understand the specific moves, they could only judge from the exquisite swordsmanship that this was a duel between two top swordsman masters.
An old man couldn't help but admired: "Lord Luo's sword skills are becoming more and more sophisticated. It seems that he has made quite a breakthrough in the past few years."
"Yes, I personally visited Lord Luo City back then, and his strength has indeed improved a lot." Another middle-aged swordsman praised him. He had competed with Luo Qingyang and lost without any suspense. He even... Luo Qingyang couldn't even touch his fur.
"It is said that Luo Qingyang can defeat everyone in the world without unsheathing his sword. I thought it was an exaggeration. Today, I finally saw it." Another white-haired old man said. He had also heard of Luo Qingyang. His deeds, he couldn't help but feel a sense of reverence in his heart, and his evaluation of Luo Qingyang rose to a higher level.
"Aren't these two planning to draw their swords?"
"Perhaps in their minds, whoever draws the sword first loses, right?"
"I don't know who is the strongest in a battle between these two peaks!"
"So far, I want to see Pei Qing's sword that breaks the Tianmen!" Someone growled, with fiery eyes. His words spread throughout the audience, causing everyone to nod.
Pei Qing's sword is so powerful. Along the way, five of the top ten swordsman masters have been defeated, and there are still five left. If you can appreciate Pei Qing's swordsmanship, you will definitely benefit a lot.
Pei Qing's expression was calm. He tapped out with one finger and broke through all the magic with one breath. Countless sword energies gathered together and washed away towards Luo Qingyang like a long river.
"It's so scary." The onlookers' eyes twitched fiercely, and their hearts were beating. This has just begun, and such a powerful sword energy has been released. What should they do if they encounter it?
At this moment, Luo Qingyang's expression became more serious. He suddenly pointed out his right hand, and an extremely tyrannical sword intent burst out from his body. Streams of bright sword light spurted out, and his temperament suddenly changed. It has undergone earth-shaking transformation and is extremely sharp.
"Eighteen Swords!"
Following a cold shout, Pei Qing's arms trembled crazily, and wisps of brilliant sword light burst out. His clothes rustled, and his black hair fluttered, like a peerless sword god.
