Pei Qing's expression remained unchanged, his sword light flashed, and he fired five or six sword lights in a row before blocking all the palm prints.
The two of them stared at each other, and they could feel the strong fighting spirit in their pupils, as if they had met an opponent, they became more and more courageous as they fought.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The roaring sound continued, and Pei Qing waved his palm, the sword chanted loudly, and a sword light shot out from his hand. This time the sword light was no longer ordinary, burning with blazing red flames, the red flames burned the void, and the sword energy Sweeping through the space, it's like a lotus blooming, so beautiful.
Shi Zhixuan did not dare to neglect at all. He stepped forward, his body leaped into the air, and he raised his palms and smashed down towards the sky. In an instant, countless phantoms of Buddha appeared, their golden bodies were brilliant and solemn.
In an instant, there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds and the faint sounds of Buddha.
Like a dream or an illusion, people are also like dreams, and people in dreams are also Buddhas.
In an instant, a series of swastika marks hung in the sky. Each mark was extremely powerful. The Buddha's shadow clasped his hands together and formed a formation with one thought. The infinite Buddha marks came down to kill and collided with the sword light.
Along with the harsh sounds, the sword light shook crazily, shattered bit by bit, and finally collapsed completely.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
There were dull crashing sounds one after another, and the Buddhist seals were seen falling down, and they hit Pei Qing below. Pei Qing's expression did not change, and he stepped forward suddenly, with a sword across the void, and the sword light The masterpiece was so dazzling that it illuminated the void, causing the Buddha seal to remain stagnant in the air.
One thought is the wind, one thought is the flower, one thought is the snow, and one thought is the moon.
One thought is for killing, another thought is for scenery, another thought is for intention, and another thought is for love.
Wind, flowers, snow and moon, one sword can change the world.
Once the sword was drawn, the world was silent.
Pei Qing stood in the void, his black clothes fluttering, the sword light in his hand shining, a ray of sword intention naturally revealed, revealing an extraordinary charm, as if he was integrated with the heaven and earth, and the sword intention flowed out from every move he made. It seems like this is the world.
"Good swordsmanship!" Shi Zhixuan praised, but his expression became more serious. He knew that the confrontation just now was just a tentative attack, and neither of them used their full strength. Therefore, he really wanted to see how powerful the newly promoted swordsman in the world was.
Shi Zhixuan formed a seal on his palm, and in an instant, the true energy rolled, and the aura surged, like a stormy sea, exuding extremely terrifying fluctuations, causing the spiritual energy of the world to become somewhat disordered, and a majestic oppressive force swept across the west.
With a slap of the palm, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly gathered on the palm, forming a huge and boundless handprint. The palm of the hand was slowly pressed down, as if it was going to destroy this place.
Pei Qing's eyes narrowed slightly and his sword trembled slightly.
In an instant, a low voice was heard: "Hua Nongying!"
This sword, born out of Fenghuaxueyue and Jianshiba, carries endless sword breath, the sword energy is lingering, the petals are flying, the sword light is dazzling, dazzling, like a sea of flowers descending, and in an instant, the surrounding space is enveloped, The entire area was filled with strong sword energy, and the sword light soared into the sky.
"Chila."
The sword light roared, tearing apart the space, and collided with the huge handprint. The huge handprint shattered inch by inch and disappeared without a trace. Then the sword light continued to move forward, chopping down with undiminished momentum.
"Boom!"
There was an explosion, and Shi Zhixuan blocked the terrifying blow, but he couldn't help but a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. A look of disbelief appeared in his eyes, and he said: "You have actually reached this level. Have you reached the threshold of "Tao"?"
Pei Qing frowned when he heard this. Although he was a little surprised, he did not explain anything. Instead, he said indifferently: "You can't take her away today."
"What if I insist on giving it a try?" Shi Zhixuan sneered. His tone was firm and not just talk. His eyes were firmly fixed on Pei Qing, his eyes full of fighting spirit.
Pei Qing said calmly: "You will die."
"Haha." Shi Zhixuan looked up to the sky and laughed. He looked at Pei Qing and said loudly: "Is it just you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his aura surged, and his whole body exuded a bright light. He leaped high into the sky, waving his palms, and saw illusory figures appear, each figure lifelike, like a living creature.
Pei Qing looked calm and said: "I have not lost my sword, and your magic sect's illusions are of no use to me."
Shi Zhixuan's eyes were cold and he snorted: "Then let's wait and see!"
I saw that figure suddenly opening his eyes, his eyes sharp, as if containing extremely sharp sharpness, as if he could penetrate all obstacles in the world.
When the illusory figure opened its eyes, the surrounding space suddenly became quiet.
Mastering the stick, but aiming for the yard!
The world seemed to be in some strange state. Everything became peaceful and quiet. Only Shi Zhixuan and Pei Qing were still fighting. The void around them was vaguely distorted. It was obvious that this space was undergoing Under great pressure.
In an instant, Pei Qing thrust out another sword, and the sword energy was extremely cold.
This sword is very slow, but it gives people a sense of extreme danger, as if no one can avoid it and can only resist it.
Shi Zhixuan's expression was solemn, and he quickly formed seals with his palms, and array diagrams emerged one after another. The array diagrams contained extremely mysterious Buddhist meanings. These runes seemed to communicate wisps of power between heaven and earth, making it unpredictable and difficult to understand. Peep into its secrets.
"One Sword, Flowers and Moon!"
Pei Qing uttered a calm voice, and swiped forward with the long sword in his hand. In an instant, he saw the petals around him suddenly blooming, and the crystal clear petals danced in the void, each petal carrying a A wisp of terrifying sword energy burst out towards Shi Zhixuan.
A sword and flowers make shadows, and the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating.
The tip of the sword trembled slightly, like a blooming flower.
Flowers bloom, swords fall!
At this time, I saw a sword light sweeping out. The sword light was packed with overbearing destructive power, sweeping away everything like destruction. All obstacles were shattered under this sword. No one could resist it as it moved forward.
"How...how is this possible? Is the Stinky Pig Head so strong now?" Huanwan looked at the two figures in the distance and murmured. Her heart was still in shock and she could not recover for a long time.
She knew that Pei Qing was very strong, but she never expected that Pei Qing had reached this point.
The style of this sword is addictive.
