Chapter 23 The Old Sword Immortal and the New Emperor Wu

In Qingcheng, the sky is clear.

Moments later, the wind was surging.

There was a stream of light, unknown to what it was, across an ethereal trajectory, and landed towards Prince Qing's Mansion in the center of Qing City.

The sky and the earth are shaking.

It is conceivable that if this ray of light falls to the ground, Prince Qing's Mansion will surely become a ruin.

At this moment, a figure rose from Prince Qing's mansion.

This is a figure bathed in the rays of light, releasing unparalleled terrifying fluctuations, stepping up to the sky step by step, blasting out with a punch, blasting away the stream of light.

The Lord of Qing City, King Qing.

"Li Qiubai!" came the majestic and majestic voice, which shocked people's hearts and contained infinite power.

At the same time, King Qing's terrifying and powerful aura spread throughout the city, alarming all the monks in the city.

Even monks with extraordinary cultivation could not help trembling under this breath.

They looked up, "What happened? Chang'an Sword Immortal is here?"

In mid-air, King Qing's entire body was shrouded in divine light, dazzling and dazzling. He couldn't see his specific face clearly, but could only feel the terrifying aura that circulated.

King Qing's strength is known to everyone. He was a proud figure galloping on the battlefield when he was young. Although he failed to become the emperor in the end, his power cannot be underestimated in the Great Xia.

"Chang'an Sword Immortal, I naturally welcome you when you come to visit." King Qing looked at Li Qiubai who was almost there with Liu Guang and said slowly: "It's just that I can't bear your provocation like this."

"Your bloodline has done something that is unacceptable to heaven, and you are the one at the helm, regardless of whether it has anything to do with you, you cannot escape the blame." Li Qiubai and King Qing faced each other across the air, and said slowly.

"I don't know what you mean by the intolerable things, and I'm not interested in knowing now." King Qing responded very calmly.

"You are King Qing, but you say such things. If you can't sit in this seat, then you don't have to sit." Li Qiubai said, his tone was flat, but his voice spread throughout the city.

"I can abolish you on Xia Zhao's behalf." Chang'an Sword Immortal continued.

In the presence of the public, he no longer called His Majesty Daxia Xiaoxiao.

As soon as this sentence came out, the whole city was silent, and everyone felt trembling.

They didn't know exactly what happened, and they didn't know what conflict between King Qing and Chang'an Sword Immortal.

But they understood how domineering Li Qiubai's words were.

Who is King Qing?

The helm of one of the three great royal lines of the Great Xia Dynasty, the new Emperor Wu who is in full swing.

And Li Qiubai can say such words when facing such a person.

Even if there is no action, just simple words are enough to shock the world.

And looking at the situation, it is obvious that Li Qiubai is not just a verbal threat, but may take action at any time.

"You're an outsider, why should you depose me on Xia Zhao's behalf?" King Qing frowned, and said coldly, "Even if Xia Zhao came in person, she wouldn't dare to talk to me like this."

"She doesn't dare, so I'll tell her for her." Li Qiubai was extremely calm, "You have a serious problem with your bloodline, and you have a cancer, which can be cured."

"To deal with cancer, cutting it off with a sword is naturally the fastest and most effective way."

"What are you talking about?" King Qing was furious, "How dare you spout blood? You are violating the dignity of my Great Xia royal family!"

"King Qing,

Do you still want to pretend? The three cities are all empty, and all the spearheads are pointed at your veins. If you don't know about such a big event, it doesn't make sense. "

Li Qiubai looked directly at King Qing with indifferent eyes, and said calmly, "When a big tree has problems, it starts from the roots."

"Li Qiubai, you've passed." King Qing's complexion changed, then he regained his composure, and said coldly, "Are you really going to fight me?"

"From Shuiyuntai to Beicang City, Chang'an Sword Immortal, your actions are very flamboyant, but my Qingcheng is different, and this king is not a generation to be slaughtered." Speaking of this, King Qing's aura became even more terrifying , Undulating like the sea, making the monks in Qingcheng start to tremble, their eyes full of awe.

This is the prestige of Emperor Wu, the honorable monk after the four-step union.

"If it doesn't make sense, I can only teach you with a sword." Li Qiubai said, always very calm.

After finishing speaking, he swiped his hands and practiced the Supreme Sword Art.

Sword cultivator, it's best if you can do it.

Even if he spoke, he was too tired to panic.

Immediately, divine swords spread all over the void, and three hundred and sixty-five sword lights shone brightly.

This is Jian Gang.

It's just because the sword intent is so strong and condensed that it is already comparable to a real divine sword.

This is the sword intent of a sword fairy, and mountains and rivers can collapse in a single thought.

With such a divine sword, each cut is like a scorching sun.

At this moment, in front of the brilliance of the divine sword, the sun and the moon paled, as if there were only these three hundred and sixty-five sword lights in the sky and the earth, intertwining and dotted.

The law of swordsmanship has been demonstrated to the extreme level, transforming into immeasurable sword light.

Heaven-reaching sword energy can kill all directions.

King Qing's eyes were cold and gloomy, facing Li Qiubai's methods, his heart was full of fighting spirit.

Back then when he joined forces for three steps, Li Qiubai became a sword fairy, and when the two confronted each other, he suffered a crushing defeat. He has nothing to say about this.

But now that he is Emperor Wu, Li Qiubai has fallen into the Eighth Realm.

King Qing didn't feel that he would lose at all, nor was he willing to admit defeat directly.

"It's different now, Li Qiubai, if you want to oppress me like you did back then, it's wishful thinking!" King Qing yelled.

boom!

He shook his fist, and golden rays of light erupted between his palms and fingers, like a volcano erupting, extremely violent.

The golden light evolved into two golden dragon shadows in the air, hundreds of feet long, with a godlike power like hell, ferocious and unstoppable.

If Lu Qingshan was present, the first reaction would definitely be the same special effects as "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon".

The white sword energy has already smashed down towards Shenlong overwhelmingly.

That's right, it's smashing, not falling.

Violent collisions, terrifying impacts, even though there are magic circles around, but just the waves that overflowed from them, still lifted layers of eaves and tiles of Prince Qing's Mansion, floating in the air, and then burst into pieces suddenly , turned into ashes.

This is a tentative confrontation between Emperor Wu and the "Sword Immortal". With Li Qiubai as the center, the sword will move like a dragon and a snake, iron hooks and silver paintings, gushing out, swallowing the huge phantom of the dragon inch by inch, and moving towards King Qing forced him to go.

King Qing's face changed. He didn't expect that he would be suppressed like this in the first fight. He quickly stopped drinking again, his whole body was shining brightly, and magic patterns appeared all over his body.

Under the light of the divine sword, the golden dragon shadows exploded and collapsed, turning into streaks of light and dissipating into the void.

But the dragon shadow was annihilated, but the divine sword still remained.

Those divine swords continued to move forward, piercing through the air, containing infinite sword intent, approaching King Qing's body, wearing away the dharma patterns on his body, causing him to step back step by step, feeling his blood surging.

With a pop, a shallow wound opened on King Qing's body, and bright blood bloomed immediately.

King Qing's body pattern was completely destroyed at this moment!

This fight was completed in a very short moment, and the two of them had already achieved such a result without moving their feet.

So strong!

King Qing was terrified.

Although he knew that Li Qiubai could have the fighting power of a sword fairy in the Eighth Realm by virtue of his sword dao, but only by truly experiencing this oppressive feeling can he understand Li Qiubai's horror.

He is the Emperor Wu who has attained the title of physical cultivation, and he was injured in such a short moment. Even though the sword repair was originally to attack Wushuang, it also showed that Li Qiubai's swordsmanship is deep and powerful at this time.

One must know that Li Qiubai is still just a cultivator crossing the robbery at this time.

If his cultivation base is enough and he clears the way again, will he become the first person under the Dao ancestor of the human race?

The more King Qing thought about it, the more terrifying he felt.

"This is definitely the only chance I have. If I miss this opportunity, give Li Qiubai some more time. It is by no means a fantasy for him to visit the Sword Fairyland again."

"If he becomes a Sword Immortal again, who would dare to touch that girl?"

Visited the Sword Fairyland twice.

If it is really done, Li Qiubai is also the first person in the past and present.

King Qing sighed softly.

"But so what?" He murmured in a low voice, a shadow flashed in his eyes.

"Li Qiubai, come again!" King Qing suddenly raised his eyelids, and his figure suddenly rose into the air.

The battle site should not be placed in Qingcheng, otherwise Qingcheng will be destroyed in a short time.

Chang'an Sword Immortal let out a cold snort, full of murderous aura, a lingering sword intent spread in all directions, and his figure also shot straight into the sky.

He also does not want to affect innocent people.

 …

Above the clouds, the sun shines directly on the two of them without any hindrance.

King Qing was suspended in the void, his whole body was transparent, his flesh and blood shone with gold, and his flesh and blood contained both divine light and magic circles composed of magic lines.

Li Qiubai narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at this scene, he was slightly surprised.

It seems that King Qing's method of body cultivation is a bit special, and he hadn't seen it much before.

However, it is not surprising that physical cultivation that can reach the level of Emperor Wu has its own unique method.

After all, how many people have seen his kendo before?

So although Li Qiubai was surprised, he didn't think much about it in the end.

"Li Qiubai, if you are so obsessed with obsession, I'm still afraid that you will fail?" King Qing shouted.

Not only did he have the idea of ​​sweeping away the humiliation of the year, but he also wanted to find out the details of Li Qiubai.

At this moment, his whole body glowed, and the divine light rushed out of his body like a scorching sun, burning the void and distorting the light. The whole person was like a god, dazzling against the light of the body protection.

"It was you who forced me to suppress you." King Qing showed his hideousness, "Defeat? This king will give you a defeat today!"

Prince Qing, who had restrained his edge for thousands of years in Qingcheng, once again showed his strong side, his voice was thunderous and booming.

King Qing strode forward and swung his palm forward.

The sound of thunder bursting sounded like the wrath of the sky, and the heaven and earth rioted.

The bright golden light completely submerges the front, and the blazing Yuanli has reached the peak, with an earth-shaking power.

In the air, a golden dragon took shape again.

It is majestic, its body is as thick as undulating mountains, and it is terrifying, and the scales on it are even more real like living things.

This is like a dragon from the ancient times, with the eyes opening and closing, there is a fierce shot, which is more powerful than the previous tentative shot.

"Dragon Capture." King Qing shouted in a low voice.

Behind him, his natal family is the Xu family in Beicang, and he is also good at physical training and martial arts.

Li Qiubai's eyes narrowed slightly, and he scolded softly.

Another three hundred and sixty sword qi erupted, all cutting forward.

But this time, the divine swords born out of the void no longer fought independently, but gathered together, quickly forming an extremely huge real divine sword, and slashed forward with one sword.

If the Milky Way opened up, all kinds of auras danced above the clouds at this moment, and the endless aura of vitality was surging, extremely bright.

The final result was that King Qing groaned, and his figure retreated tens of feet again, with fine blood stains appearing all over his body.

This was shot by the aftermath of the sharp sword qi and sword intent.

However, with Emperor Wu's strong physical body, this injury healed almost instantly.

Among the honorable monks, Sword Immortal has the strongest combat power and is unparalleled in attack, but Emperor Wu is undoubtedly the most difficult to kill.

King Qing suffered a little setback, but he didn't feel sorry for himself, so he slapped again.

A piece of runes and divine light bloom together.

"The eighth realm is the eighth realm after all. Even with the blessing of the sword realm, you have the fighting power of a sword fairy, but your cultivation will not change. Even if it is exhausted, I will exhaust you to death." King Qing's determination was extremely strong and firm, He didn't even want to say anything more to Li Qiubai.

This time, the sun, moon and stars emerged from the palm that King Qing swung.

"Prisoner's Palm."

This is the top supernatural power of martial arts, a true unique skill, similar to the secret sword of the sword repairer.

It was as if there was a piece of heaven and earth covering Li Qiubai.

At the same time, King Qing's figure flickered, he rushed out of the sky, and quickly approached Li Qiubai.

The sun, the moon, and the stars released misty purple air, rumbling.

The power and power were so terrifying that even though they were fighting in the Qingming, which was tens of thousands of feet above the ground, the people in Qingcheng still heard the huge and incomparably loud voice, and all of them were startled.

The sun, moon and stars completely enveloped Li Qiubai in an instant.

But even if he fell into this supernatural power, Li Qiubai remained calm.

He looked around, felt it a little bit, and his expression became a little dignified.

"It's so much better than Xu Su..." Li Qiubai murmured.

Xu Su is the famous Emperor Wu for a long time. Compared with Xu Su, King Qing is a junior and a rising star.

But Li Qiubai, who had fought against the two Emperor Wu, could clearly feel that King Qing's combat power was far superior to Xu Su's, and not even a little bit stronger.

From this point of view, King Qing's talent is really commendable.

A thought flashed through my mind.

The next moment, Li Qiubai stretched out his hand to hold it, and a dull gray ancient sword without any brilliance appeared in his hand.

The body of the ancient sword was covered with rust, and there were several inconspicuous cracks.

"Niu Er!" Seeing this scene, King Qing's eyes flashed with fear.

This is Li Qiubai's natal sword, Niu Er.

I have only one handle, and I will become the master of sword cultivation.

Niu Er's prestige is illustrious, and these "junior generations" are like thunder.

Although Li Qiubai's self-destructive kendo made the cow's ears covered in dust and his divine light disappeared, but when he first saw the birth of the cow's ear, King Qing's heart still trembled.

However, he soon stabilized his mentality, gritted his teeth, and said fiercely: "Back then you didn't draw the sword, and I was completely defeated. Today, I finally forced you to draw the sword. It seems that my hard work was not in vain after all!"

Li Qiubai didn't pay attention to King Qing, holding the bull's ear with dim light, and gently swung his sword.

A sword swung out.

"open."

The world composed of the sun, the moon and the stars began to be turned upside down, and the stars fell one by one, and the spiritual light rushed like a river, and it would never return.

King Qing imprisoned the sky with his palm, then he opened the sky with his sword.

The stars in the ten directions collapsed.

Li Qiubai escaped from the predicament with a calm expression, neither joy nor worry.

At this time, King Qing had already bullied himself to Li Qiubai's face with extreme speed, and punched out directly to the door.

Above the fist, there is a spiral of energy rushing out, turning into several gray ancient dragons, as if to overturn the sky and stir up waves.

The sight is astonishing.

One punch is headless.

King Qing's eyes opened and closed, his divine power was like a prison.

Li Qiubai swept across with his sword. Compared with King Qing's grandeur, he looked extremely simple.

But where the long sword swept across, there was a terrifying aura.

Under the bull's ears, the group of dragons continued to collapse, turning into dust and light rain.

Afterwards, Li Qiubai took the initiative to move forward, handing out the sword.

King Qing hurriedly crossed his arms to parry, but Li Qiubai's attack was stronger than a sword, and it was extremely terrifying.

If Lu Qingshan was here, he would be quite familiar with the trick Li Qiubai was using at this time - it was clearly a higher-level secret sword born out of the Heaven Suppressing Secret Sword.

puff!

King Qing spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered and backed away from Li Qiubai's simple but brutal attack.

This time it's not a skin injury, but an internal injury!

.........

…………

Zhongtianyu, Tianluo Mountains.

A ray of sword light pierced through an inconspicuous cloud layer and flew to the distant sky.

It was Lu Qingshan.

Compared with the swagger when he left Tianji Temple last time, this time he seemed much more low-key.