Chapter 723: Qingxu Transformation Sword Technique, Weakened Version
Dozens of miles outside the capital of Shu.
Valley, pond.
On the frozen pond, a huge sword mark ran across the left and right sides. The ice surface several inches thick was divided into two, and the cut was as smooth as a mirror.
There are two people standing at both ends of this sword mark.
One of them is Master Jingming.
“I didn’t expect that they would invite you.”
She held a sword flower in her arms and her eyes were solemn: “Why have you fallen to this level?”
“Senior sister’s words are serious. "
On the other side of the sword mark is a middle-aged Taoist priest.
He stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "Junior brother is not working for others, he is just avenging his disciple."
He also held a long sword in his hand and said leisurely: "A few months ago , my disciple Chen Feng was killed by Fu Qingzhou. Now, my junior brother, I am just joining forces with Fu Qingzhou's common enemy."
"Chen Feng?" Master Jingming thought for a moment, as if remembering.
After a long while, she sneered: "Could it be the person who participated in the pursuit of Wu Yan but was killed outside the capital?" (See Chapter 22 "True Card" in the Jinghua Volume , a trapper who was killed by an old ghost...)
"The deceased is dead. What he has done is no longer important." The middle-aged Taoist priest said leisurely: "But once you are a teacher, you will always be a father. , I always have to do something.”
Master Jingming sneered: "Funny words - since you want to keep me, then do it again!"
After that, she raised her sword, and a sharp sword light roared away!
The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled slightly, raised his body and flew into the sky, narrowly avoiding the sword again and again, and then swung his sword forward again, and an almost identical sword light pierced out from the tip of the sword. Stabbing at Master Jingming.
In the blink of an eye, the two have fought for more than ten rounds.
The sharp and powerful sword light cut the ice surface of the pond into countless pieces, and countless trees around the pond were also cut off.
This middle-aged Taoist priest is actually on par with Master Jingming!
No...even, he is even half a point stronger.
Compared to Master Jingming, this middle-aged Taoist priest is always the last to arrive. Although his sword light and sword intention are weaker than Master Jingming, he seems to be more advanced in swordsmanship. , always able to find the opponent's flaws after a few rounds of fighting.
After several fights, Master Jingming’s sleeves were shattered by the sword energy, and his bun was also broken up.
She frowned slightly, swung away the middle-aged Taoist priest's long sword, flew back lightly, and landed on a tree crown.
"Junior Brother Qingjiang."
She said solemnly: "Uncle Yiming, I'm afraid he didn't teach you the Pingxu Qingfeng Sword back then, right?"
"Master didn't teach me, so I can't learn it, right?" ?” The middle-aged Taoist Qing Jiangzi said with a smile: “Qing Longzi even killed his own master, what’s wrong with me secretly learning some sword skills?”
After that, he swung his sword again and approached. Master Jingming.
Master Jingming frowned and paused, raising his sword to greet him again.
With her ability, it would not be a problem to escape at this time.
But the important thing is that the Qingjiangzi in front of us must be kept!
Fu Qingzhou, Fu Qingzhou, is it time you received the news? When will help arrive?
"Senior sister, actually you want to escape, I can't keep you."
During the fight, Qing Jiangzi attacked fiercely and said with a smile: "You are still hesitating, right? ”
Master Jingming kept a straight face and said nothing.
Ding!
The two swords collided, and the sword energy that escaped instantly swept away the branches and leaves within a few dozen steps. For a moment, the sky was filled with flying branches, leaves and snowflakes.
"You and I are the same, we have left the True Immortal Palace long ago."
Qing Jiangzi continued to say: "Don't you and I know the reason why the True Immortal Palace was dismissed? ?”
"It was Qing Songzi and Qing Longzi. They traveled and brought back the terrible Qi Ran Jue. In the end, such a huge sect disappeared. You and I should have done more, but we all disappeared because of this. ...They even threaten us to kill us if we tell anything about Qi Ranjue."
"Sister, even so, do you still regard yourself as a true member of the Immortal Palace?"
Bang!
The sword light swept across and hit a large rock, then exploded the rock into powder!
Master Jingming was forced to retreat to the ground, taking several steps back, and his breathing became a little rapid.
"In that case, why do you have to worry about Qinglongzi's disciple?"
Qingjiangzi suspended in the air and said with a smile: "As long as you promise not to participate in the encirclement and suppression of Jiang Baichuan, this matter will be over. "
"Haha, do you think I'm stupid?" Master Jingming raised his head and sneered: "Can you believe a promise? "
" Promise, of course, is not just a promise. "Qing Jiangzi said with a smile: "Of course, I won't wrong Senior Sister too much. As long as Senior Sister goes back with Junior Brother and me to rest for a while, and...write down the Qingxu Transformation Sword Art, everything will be fine. No problem.”
Master Jingming disdained to sneer.
"It seems that Jiang Baichuan is now very popular with the master behind you."
She said coldly: "They invited you to go, right? ? Why, didn’t you learn it secretly?”
“Ashamed.”
Qing Jiangzi said with a smile: “This sword move is too difficult. It’s really hard to learn it secretly without any guidance from a teacher. Incomplete learning.”
"Really?" Master Jingming sneered: "Then you should learn it now!"
After that, she suddenly drew her sword towards the sky.
At this moment, the tip of her sword seemed to melt and merge into the picture of heaven and earth.
A trace of white ink emerged from the sword body and spattered towards Qingjiangzi.
Wherever the bright ink stain went, whether it was the flying leaves, snowflakes, howling wind, or even the spirits dispersed in the air, they were all swallowed up and melted by the ink stain.
It spread forward gently, very gently, but with a chilling murderous intent.
Qing Jiangzi's eyes instantly revealed strong jealousy, envy, and longing.
He also turned the sword flower and waved it diagonally.
In an instant, a piece of white ink was spilled on his sword!
But this piece of ink is obviously weaker.
If the Qingxuhua Sword Technique was like knocking over an inkstone in reality, then his sword move was like deliberately holding a brush and vigorously sprinkling ink dots on the scroll.
The sword light was not as pure and bright, and seemed more dull.
The two sword lights met each other and collided.
Then, they blended, flowed, spread, and splashed.
Master Jingming took several steps back, and the sword in his hand disappeared without realizing it, leaving only the hilt.
Qing Jiangzi was even more embarrassed. He quickly retreated ten steps in mid-air, not daring to touch the sword ink. The sword in his hand was also quietly melted away, and the Taoist robe on his body was covered with several patches without any warning. Blood spots.
Soon, the two intertwined sword inks gradually faded away, leaving only a wandering void. There seemed to be something there, and the scattered leaves around them didn't even dare to get close.
“What a good swordsmanship, what a great swordsmanship!”
The jealousy in Qingjiangzi’s eyes almost burst out: “Senior sister, if you have such a unique skill, just follow me back, junior brother. ! The lord will treat you as a national scholar!”
“A national scholar?”
Master Jingming sneered: "What a loud tone! It's you, junior brother, who has worked so hard. Isn't it because Jiang Baichuan promised to learn the sword and asked you to learn it together?"
said Then, she raised the broken hilt of the sword, pointed at the opponent from a distance, and said in a loud voice: "Don't even think about this! Even if I kill all the successors of Qingxuhua Sword Technique in the world, I will never ask you to wait for the treacherous man to learn it!" ”
Hearing this, Qingjiang Zi’s eyes finally flashed with resentment.
"Senior sister, you asked for this..."
He gritted his teeth and said: "Do you know that it is my junior brother who I have been persuading them to surrender you...since you don't know Anyway, let’s die!”
As he spoke, he stretched his hands out of his sleeves.
In an instant, a mighty and huge breath fell from the sky!
Obviously, he has prepared some kind of magic weapon, but it has not been used before!
Master Jingming’s expression changed.
At this moment, Master Shirakawa's lazy laughter suddenly came from around him.
"Oh, why don't you chat for a while? I still want to take a rest."
"Qingjiangzi... I remember you. My master said back then that you, kid, are so clever. Not right.”
As he spoke, countless whisk filaments appeared out of thin air in all directions around Qingjiang Mountain!
They are like the tough webs shot by thousands of spiders, instantly wrapping Qingjiangzi into a big cocoon.
(End of this chapter)