Chapter 4 Breaking the Tide (Big Chapter)

"I will soon see the confrontation between the sword cultivators of the world and the disciples of Xijianchi." Li Baoping looked forward to it.

As soon as the words fell, a figure flew out of the river bank, and landed in front of one of the two mid-stage Jindan disciples in Xijianchi.

"I am a disciple of the Jinghong Sect, Ling Xin, I am not talented, so I dare to ask fellow Taoists for advice." Ling Xin kept his posture very low.

"Xianjianchi, Jun Xiuyuan." The disciple of Xijianchi who was selected by him replied.

The two sword cultivators are both of the outer sword school, and the next moment they will stand up to fight, the sword light is dazzling for a while, and the sword energy is flying.

Li Baoping was very interested in watching the Chaochao Building, and he would cry out from time to time when he saw the wonderful places, even Li Zhangong, who was pretending to be cold, was immersed in it.

Lu Qingshan felt a bit boring.

After all, these two golden core sword cultivators didn't even comprehend the meaning of the sword, so in his eyes there was really no bright spot, and they might as well be more attractive than the snacks on the table.

The two swordsmen on the river fought to the extreme.

In the end, Xijianchi Jun Xiuyuan hit Ling Xin's flaw with a single sword strike, and won easily.

After this point, the sword-cleaning event was kicked off.

Immediately, another six or seven sword cultivators jumped out to challenge the disciples of Xijianchi.

All of a sudden, on the Haohao Fengling River, sword lights flickered and sword sounds burst out.

The battle between sword repairers is like lightning, changing rapidly, and it is always very enjoyable to watch. It is often a matter of one breath to decide the winner, which makes Li Baoping feel addicted.

Of course, so far, the disciples of Xijianchi still maintained a complete victory record.

After all, the purpose of the Sword Cleansing Fair in Xijianchi is to publicize his family's reputation, and the selected disciples are naturally the elite of the sect.

Moreover, the strength gap between the disciples from the great sect and the ordinary monks was already extremely large.

Therefore, it is not surprising that the disciples of Xijianchi maintained a complete victory.

Lu Qingshan raised his head by chance, looked into the distance, and could vaguely see a white line appearing in the distance.

The tide of Fengling River is approaching.

The fourteen disciples of Xijianchi,

Up to now, at least one round has been fought.

Only the Jade Wave Sword Qianliu has been hanging on the river with arms folded, and no one has challenged it for a long time.

——Self-knowledge, most people still have it.

To them, the sword cultivators who can be listed on the yellow list are no longer a class of existence.

To challenge? That is self-inflicted humiliation, there is no need for this.

"Although we can't win, at least let's take a personal challenge." Li Baoping couldn't help feeling a little anxious when he saw that the Fengling tide was approaching.

As soon as the tide receded, the sword cleansing event would come to an end.

The girl couldn't help muttering: "Come on a good guy... Otherwise, no one has challenged the Ariel Sword? Could it be that I won't be able to see him take out the sword this time? Blood loss..."

at this time!

A haggard old swordsman rose up with his sword, and suddenly hovered in front of the Ariel Sword Qianliu who had been challenged by no one.

"The Qin family in Qinshan? Qin He? I also ask Bilangjian to enlighten me."

"Yeah! It's finally here!" The young girl Li Baoping excitedly waved her small fist, without Lu Qingshan asking? She has already started chatting with Lu Qingshan actively.

"The multi-sword cultivator family in Baizhou? The Qinshan Qin family and our Baima Li family belong to the same level of existence.

This Qin He is the head of the Qin family? An old Yuan Ying who is seven or eight hundred years old, he is not ashamed to challenge Bilangjian, who is younger than his son.

Fortunately, he is not ashamed, otherwise I would not have seen Bilangjian's hand broken this time! "

Li Baoping is complaining here? The battle over there has already begun.

Qin He is also a swordsman who specializes in outer swords? When he stepped forward, he stabbed out with a sword, the light of the sword was dazzling, and he tried his best to change himself?

This is his Giant Mountain Sword Intent, the median artistic conception.

The sword came out like a huge mountain, extremely heavy.

This sword is as heavy as a thousand ounces.

The Jade Wave Sword Qianliu was struck? The Liuxue Sword had already appeared in his hand.

The cold light of the sword is like snow? Qin He couldn't help but shudder.

Facing Qin He's attacking sword? Qian Liu just pointed Liu Xue forward and swung it carelessly.

Crash!

The sound of waves came from the sword.

Everyone who saw this sword felt that countless rivers were born from this sword, and the rivers swept into waves, heading towards Qin He's sword overwhelmingly.

Qin He gritted his teeth and continued to slash, trying to break through Qianliu's sword with the momentum of a giant mountain.

boom!

The waves hit the rocks.

However, Qin He's giant mountain was not crushed by the waves, his face suddenly showed joy, and he was about to take advantage of the situation to pursue.

Unexpectedly, the next moment would be a sudden change in the situation.

Another round of higher and more ferocious waves rose up and swept towards Qin He again.

"The sword creates nine waves, and one wave is stronger than the other," Li Baoping said excitedly, "This is the famous sword style of the Bilang sword. There are nine layers of strength in one sword, and it is as long as water. Few can match it. Wrestlers, I don't know how many waves this old man can withstand."

Lu Qingshan's eyes were slightly concentrated, quietly watching the duel on the river.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

There were four more violent bangs.

In the next moment, all the waves of the river passed away, and the tip of the snow-flowing sword in Qianliu's hand had already stopped at Qin He's abdomen dantian.

Before everyone could react, Qin He in the late Nascent Soul was already defeated.

This seven or eight hundred year old sword cultivator, before Qianliu, the new generation of sword cultivator, lost no temper.

"Concession." Bi Langjian said gently.

"The Jade Wave Sword is really powerful, I am ashamed to be inferior." Qin He was stunned for a moment, and he was convinced.

"Your sword is as powerful as a mountain and extremely heavy, but it also lacks agility. If you can absorb some of the longness of water, you will definitely improve." Bilangjian Qianliu pointed suddenly.

Hearing this, Qin He couldn't help being slightly startled, and closed his eyes slightly, as if he had realized something. After a while, he opened his eyes suddenly, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your advice."

"No, it's just a matter of raising your hands. Isn't that why I wash the sword pool on the Fengling River? It's for this reason? Make friends with the sword and benefit the world." Bi Langjian said indifferently.

Qin He seemed to be touched by this remark. He thought for a while, and suddenly said loudly: "Xijianchi has a heart to help all sword cultivators in the world. I don’t want to say a few words.”

"Although Jianzong is strong, the threshold is as high as the sky, and there are very few people in the world who can enter its door.

So no matter how strong it is, it can only strengthen his sect, which is meaningless in the world of sword cultivation.

Don't you see that because of the radiance of the Sword Sect in the Eastern Territory, other small and medium sword repair sects don't have many inheritances.

But Xijianchi is different. Xijianchi recruits disciples from all over the world, with the purpose of strengthening the sword cultivators in the world.

In addition, he is willing to send disciples from the sect to hold a sword washing ceremony on the Fengling River, so that young sword cultivators all over the world can exchange ideas, and the Western Regions have thus become a place where all schools of sword cultivators flourish.

Compared with Jianzong, this Xijianchi is not inferior in any other respects except for the lack of a sword fairy who carries the tripod, and it can even be said to be even better.

Let me say that the real leader leading the development of kendo is not the sword sect of the Eastern Region, but the Sword Washing Pool of the Western Region.

As long as one day, a sword fairy emerges from Xijianchi, he will definitely be able to replace this Eastern Region Sword Sect and become the number one sword cultivator sect in the world! "Qin He said loudly and firmly.

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and there was an uproar among the monks watching the "tide", and there were many discussions.

The prestige and status of Jianzong has long been deeply ingrained in the hearts of sword cultivators under heaven.

Qin He's words were undoubtedly challenging the authority.

But after a little thought, I have to say that there seems to be some truth in it.

......

In the tide watching building.

Lu Qingshan already squinted his long and narrow eyes, looking at the Patriarch of the Qin family who thought he was inferior in front of the Jade Wave Sword, but spoke eloquently and praised him in every possible way to Xijianchi.

Very poor acting.

How could it be possible for a head of a family to send out a few words of meaningless advice from Ariel Sword without the feelings of the city?

At this moment, how could he still not understand that this aged dragon sword cultivator was actually the entrustment that Xijianchi found.

The main purpose is to use other people's mouths to say, "Except for the lack of a sword fairy, Xijianchi is already on par with Jianzong in other aspects, or even surpasses it." The remarks.

Create this momentum, subtly influence the world's sword cultivators' views on Xijianchi.

If these words were said by the person who washes the sword pool himself, it would be a bit like a princess selling melons, selling melons and boasting. The effect is not great, and it may even be suspected of directly provoking Jianzong.

However, if these words were said by a sword cultivator who had nothing to do with Xijianchi, under such a situation of being willing to bow down and be convinced, it would seem that Qin He was subdued by Xijianchi, indirectly confirming the demeanor of Xijianchi again.

It is indeed wonderful.

Lu Qingshan felt emotional in his heart.

In his world, this is nothing more than a vulgar celebrity public relations technique.

Everyone has already seen it badly, and not many people can be fooled.

But in this world, it is still a novelty. Judging from the effect, it seems that it is indeed not bad.

Who would have thought that a sword cultivator who has always acted willfully and capriciously would be able to play with such flamboyance?

only......

Lu Qingshan smiled in his heart.

It's okay if he didn't see it.

Now that I've seen...someone belittles their own sect in order to elevate Xijianchi, as a disciple of Jianzong, it's unreasonable to be indifferent.

"Li Baoping." Lu Qingshan put down the chopsticks in his hand, looking at the slowly advancing tide.

"Huh? What's the matter?" The girl Li Baoping was called by her name, turned her head, and asked in doubt.

"I don't think it will take long for your wish to come true," Lu Qingshan looked at the girl's lovable face, and said with a soft smile: "At that time, you can tell others that you have not only talked to the monks on the yellow list , and even invited him to dinner."

"What do you mean?" Li Baoping couldn't react, he still didn't understand the meaning of Lu Qingshan's sudden words.

Then, she discovered that the good-looking fellow Taoist who was walking with them all the way suddenly stood up, and his figure turned into a stream of light, shooting towards the tide of the Fengling River that was rushing forward. go.

At this time, Feng Lingjiang's first-line tide was rushing like thunder, surging forward, advancing the distance step by step.

Thunder gathers on the surface of the sea, and the waterfall in the middle of the river is horizontal.

Under the momentum of the mighty tide, the sky and the earth were blurred, and those with low cultivation bases, even if their spiritual power was in their eyes, would not be able to see through the thick water vapor.

Only the blue-clothed swordsman in Xijianchi stands high at the tide, standing by his sword.

His high spirits and heroic demeanor caused countless female cultivators to sway their hearts.

Sword cultivators are the most romantic monks, and since ancient times, they have always been the most attractive to women.

.........

The tide is surging and mighty, like a tall white city wall.

Jump like a dragon fighting, rush like rain and hail.

The water splashed like big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate, noisy, hissing and whistling.

The waves are so magnificent that people can't help but open their minds.

"Jianzong Lu Qingshan, dare to ask Xijianchi Bilangjian for advice."

Amidst the sound of the rolling tide, everyone heard such a loud voice coming from the bank of the river.

Jianzong...? !

Is it the sword sect from the Eastern Region? !

If so, why did it appear in the Western Regions? !

Countless tide-watchers raised their attention at the same time.

I saw a figure, starting from the attic by the river, blasting towards Ariel Sword Qianliu above the tide.

First, a blazing red sword light shot out from the head, heading straight towards the billowing tide.

Afterwards, thousands of sword qi gossamer, and the vast Tangtang flew out, causing a sensation in the entire Fengling River.

In the end, it was that figure, appearing above the tide, holding a magnificent sword in his hand.

"Lu Qingshan?" Bilang Jianqianliu looked at the figure in front of him vigilantly, "Jianzong?"

"Exactly, since the Sword Cleansing Pond held a grand sword cleansing ceremony here, wouldn't it be that the disciples of the Sword Sect are not allowed to participate?" Lu Qingshan asked.

"Of course not." Qianliu would not let his sect fall into the trap of not being as good as Jianzong.

"That's good, I'm just a little sword cultivator in the first Yuanying stage of Jianzong," Lu Qingshan nodded, and said softly: "Today, please also receive my three swords from Xijianchi Bilangjian."

The voice fell.

Secret Sword · Zhentian.

Lu Qingshan said in his heart.

Zhentian, one of the three sword celestial beings in the world, created the supreme secret sword technique with his own hands.

After he advanced to Yuanying, he was finally able to cut out the complete three swords.

The complete three swords with five times the power.

On the body of Longque's sword, suddenly there were clusters of sword energy condensed and boiling.

With five times the power increase, even the sword energy is like an ant on a hot pot, unable to stay still, it rises up, wreaking havoc with fierce intent.

"Killing, and penetration..." Lu Qingshan murmured.

The Heaven Suppressing Secret Sword cannot be superimposed on other sword styles, but it has no restrictions on the sword intent.

The killing sword intent born for killing and the nirvana piercing sword intent born for attacking are attached to the sword in an instant.

Lu Qingshan didn't have any reservations about the first sword he slashed after becoming a Nascent Soul.

The power of evolution of the immortal true meaning acts on the nirvana piercing sword intent.

The dazzling cold light flashed suddenly, bursting from the dragon bird, and as the dragon bird moved forward, it made a deafening roar.

A crowd of spectators saw that handsome swordsman who called himself Lu Qingshan swung three swords in succession under the watchful eyes of everyone.

The first sword, its power is infinite, its light is sharp, it contains a thousand or two hundred strands of sword energy, and it is as majestic as the Milky Way hanging upside down.

The third-ranked sword cultivator genius of the younger generation in Xijianchi handed out the peak sword Nine Waves.

The sword contains nine layers of strength, the artistic conception of water merges with the killing sword intent, and suddenly there are many waves, one wave is stronger than the other. With the addition of nine layers, it is already irresistible.

The sword qi Yousi confronted the nine waves suddenly, and the sword tide aroused was even more turbulent and surging than the tide of the Fengling River.

In the blink of an eye, the two collided thousands of times.

boom!

The tide of the Guangling River suddenly rose.

The sword energy suddenly disappeared.

The first sword between Lu Qingshan and Qianliu ended in a draw.

However, at this time, Qianliu's face was already somewhat pale.

Lu Qingshan's expression remained as usual.

Then, Lu Qingshan swung out the second sword of Zhentian.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom!

Like a war.

It was like a giant punching a punch, shaking Qianliu's mind.

He gritted his teeth and drank lightly, "Secret Sword Qianduixue!"

The rocks pierced through the sky, the stormy waves hit the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.

This is a secret sword he has mastered.

The Nine Layers of Waves came out again, turning into turbulent waves, as white as the bright moon on the river, pouring out, facing Lu Qingshan's sword.

Lu Qingshan's second sword of suppressing the sky confronted Qianliu's secret sword Qianduixue.

During the confrontation between the two, sword light and sword energy kept rushing out, devouring and disintegrating each other. In the blink of an eye, there were countless times of fierce confrontation.

boom!

There was another explosion.

The sound of war drums disappears, and thousands of piles of snow pass away.

In the eyes of the tide-watchers, the tide of the Fengling River and the two people on the head of the tide are everywhere.

This second confrontation, the two fought to a draw again.

But this.....is not over yet.

Finally, Lu Qingshan slashed out with the third sword.

Ariel Sword Qianliu, who was already at the end of his wits, could only try his best to block with a sword.

hide?

It's not that he can't hide, but under the attention of so many people, if he hides, where will the reputation of Xijianchi be? Wouldn't the Fengling River Sword Washing Festival become a joke?

Therefore, for the sake of the sect's reputation, he must do his best to block the sword head-on, even if he has to suffer a lot of injuries, he must stop it!

However, he overestimated himself and underestimated Lu Qingshan.

With only one point left in his breath, how can he stop the Sky-Suppressing Sword that he tried his best to stop.

This time, the balance was broken in an instant.

Lu Qingshan's sword light destroyed the layers of waves cut by Qianliu, and went straight towards the already pale Qianliu.

"My life is over?" This thought suddenly flashed in Qian Liu's mind.

He couldn't believe that he was going to die in this Fenglingjiang Sword Cleansing Conference, which he had always regarded as just a game.

The tide-watchers also stared wide-eyed.

The disciple of Jianzong actually wanted to kill the disciple of Xijianchi in full view?

If this happens, one can imagine how much trouble the Western Regions will cause.

Lu Qingshan looked at Qianliu's pale and desperate face, smiled lightly, and immediately turned the sword in his hand.

If you are indecisive and directly draw your sword to kill it, that is a problem with your brain, not a swordsman.

It is the heart of the sword that moves forward bravely, not the way of dealing with people and things.

Winning the Bilang sword was already saving face for Jianzong.

Killed Qianliu? That's something a fool would do.

It's just that Zhentian is out, such a powerful sword, even he can't take it back, Lu Qingshan can only turn the edge of the sword and attack others.

But on the Guangling River, who can stop his all-out sword?

Therefore, the target of Lu Qingshan's attack instead is the tide of Fengling River under his feet.

On this day, all the tide-watchers on both sides of the bustling Fengling River saw a scene they would never forget.

The two tides that were crossing and embracing and reaching their peak came to an abrupt end at their peak.

They were cut straight with a single sword.

It's like a ghostly workmanship.

The water droplets like big and small beads were empty, and the water vapor also evaporated.

Only the Fengling River, which is as calm as a mirror, remains.

Everything is gone, as if the tide never existed.

Like thunder, like hail making the sound of the tide, it also disperses and disappears.

The tide-watchers were stunned, and the world was silent for a while.

It was eerily silent.

Ariel Sword Qianliu's figure hovered in the air with a dull expression on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.

A cloud of spiritual power brushed past, taking away the twenty spirit crystals hanging high in the air.

Between the heavens and the earth, only Lu Qingshan's fading light remained, and his last hearty laugh, "The twenty spirit crystals in Xijianchi, Lu will be disrespectful."

 ………

Lu Qingshan broke the tide of Fengling River with one sword.

Also broke the sword "tide" of the sword washing pool

It can be called peerless.

Li Baoping, a young girl who has just entered the world, sits on the Chaochao Tower, staring blankly at the figure gradually disappearing on the Guangling River, with all kinds of thoughts in her heart surging up and down like carp scrambling for food in a pond.

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After a long time, she couldn't help thinking obsessively: "It's all over..."

She felt that she might never forget that figure in her life...

Li Zhangong glanced at Li Baoping, who was full of little stars, and unconsciously sighed for his sister in his heart.

My father said that it was a kind of luck...and a kind of misfortune to meet someone who was too amazing when I was young.

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