Chapter 151 The Sword Soars in the Sky (Please Subscribe for a Monthly Ticket for the Second Update)

When the sword light dispersed, under the night sky, it shrouded Hu Qianqiu like a cloud of sword mist. Zong Shou's whole body also seemed to be transformed into a cloud of mist, which moved with the sword, making it difficult to distinguish reality from reality. In an instant, in the field of vision of everyone here, it seemed that there were dozens more Zongshou, and it was unknown where their figures were.

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and it is also like clouds and fog, shuttling between the shadows of the sword. This time, the Tiger Tyrant Saber failed to repel one of them, but was unusually lingering and extremely gentle.

The soft sword style seems to have no strength, but it has full stamina, and it never collides with the Huba knife, but slowly, bit by bit, swallowing and squeezing the space between the two.

In a short period of 20 times, the sword interlaced, but the seven-foot-long sword in Hu Qianqiu's hand, the room for movement became smaller and smaller.

Every time the sword is stabbed, it hits Hu Qianqiu's gang qi joints, making his aura scattered and out of shape. Every point of the sword is a place he must save, and he has to return the sword to resist. As a result, the Huba long knife was trapped around Hu Qianqiu's body, unable to use it.

Hu Qianqiu only felt that the more he hit, the more he felt that something was wrong. After he restrained more than 90% of his strength, he still had more than 200,000 catties of strength. However, at this moment, even though Kong had several times stronger strength than Zong Shou, he still couldn't use it. With an incomparably domineering tiger-fierce aura, he was shattered to pieces after being stabbed and slashed.

But instead of being depressed, he became more and more excited, and the blood in his body gradually boiled. Originally, he only wanted to test Zong Shou's strength, but now he couldn't help it, and his fighting spirit slightly rose.

"This is Xie Jun's 'Lan Sword,'? No, that guy is not as powerful as you. I know, this is Lingyunzong's Shocking Cloud God Extinguishing Sword! This Lingyunzong's secret technique, where did you come from? Learned it? You have won the samadhi in it! I, Hu Qianqiu, read it right? Could this be your real ability, my son? From rhyme to momentum, to show the truth of the sword with the momentum of the sword one by one."

When Hu Qianqiu said this, Hu Zhongyuan on the carriage was already feeling ups and downs. Eyes flicker.

Ling Yunzong's Shocking Cloud God Extinguishing Sword is rumored to be one of the top martial arts skills in Donglin Yunlu. It is said that after the cultivation is completed, one can ascend to the Nine Meridians of the Heavenly Wheel, the realm of Lingwu Zun.

Even in ancient times, even the strong in the Immortal Martial Realm were also injured by this sword art.

Even the Lingyun sect itself, who can cultivate it, is only a few or five direct disciples. The entire sect is no more than ten fingers.

However, this sentence is far less shocking than the last sentence.

From the rhyme to the momentum, show the true meaning of the sword with the momentum of the sword! In other words, doesn't it mean that Zong Shou has actually comprehended the sword intent of the Shocking Cloud God Extinguisher Sword, and has reached an extremely high level?

Zong Ling's complexion turned blue and white, and he felt that Hu Qianqiu's voice was extremely ear-piercing. The two fluttering and changing figures in front of him were also extremely dazzling, but they couldn't move their eyes away.

The light that erupted from that half-demon boy at this moment was too bright, so bright that it was unbearable!

"Good sword! What is the future position, what is the first genius outside Yunlu's hidden sect in the east, what kind of sect, compared with the son, he is simply a scum! No, he is not even a scum! An outsider, unexpectedly Dare to seek the king's foundation, what is he one by one?"

Hu Qianqiu laughed loudly, the seven-foot knife in his hand seemed to be entangled by ten iron wires, it became more and more clumsy and stagnant.

But the more so, the happier he felt in his heart. I just feel that the sum of this life can't be as happy as it is at this moment.

The son of a close friend who is regarded as useless by everyone, is actually a peerless swordsman with hidden strength.

Qiantian Mountain, which is precarious in the wind and rain, is also expected to be revived, so how can it not be gratifying?

"That Zongshi must be at least fifty years old before he can ascend to the heavenly throne. But I think the young master can only be thirty at most! He really deserves to be the empress of the emperor, the son of the tiger father! However, although the son is a master of swordsmanship! However, old man, you have to be serious now! The tiger roars in all directions, cut!"

The stagnant sword was already completely trapped in a corner. But at this most unlikely time, it suddenly exploded!

The stern Xi Guang immediately spread in all directions. Cut off almost all the atomized sword shadows!

It's like a dozing tiger, letting a spider weave a web beside him. However, when he woke up, a random claw would destroy it completely, with extreme ease, without any effort at all. Show your arrogance!

But just when the knife light soared to the extreme, and was about to disperse the last bit of cloud and mist.

Behind Hu Qianqiu, suddenly another sword pierced through. There is no warning, no sound, and it seems to be hidden. Also abrupt to the extreme! As if turning into a part of the moonlight, all murderous intentions and auras are all contained.

Hu Qianqiu didn't notice it until the sword light came close to three feet away. Then suddenly the tiger's eyes widened, showing a look of horror. The light of the saber turned quickly, but there was only time to use the handle of the saber to block the cold front from the tip of the sword.

Then a huge force erupted suddenly. Hu Qianqiu was caught off guard, and couldn't mobilize most of his strength to resist for a while. His figure was immediately bounced off, and he slid back a few feet. The two fought for a moment, but Hu Qianqiu's figure moved for the first time. However, his eyes were bright, and he was even more excited despite the lingering fear in his heart.

"What a sword of misty shadow! It's so ingenious that it almost fell under your sword just now. If it is used for assassination, no one will be able to take it. If it was that brat in Huzhongyuan, this sword would probably have been lifted braid!"

Hu Zhongyuan was speechless for a while, he was already forty years old, so how could he be called 'stinky boy' again.

But that sword, if it was him, life and death are really unpredictable, the chance is half.

This eldest son who has never shown himself in the mountains and rivers is really frighteningly strong.

Feeling ashamed again, with strange eyes, he glanced at Zong Ling who was standing not far away. If it weren't for this son, he would have been talented just now, so he wouldn't have to be ugly.

What my father said was really not wrong. In the eyes of others, that Zongshi may be a great genius, but compared to this prince, he is really incomparable.

Zong Shou stabbed out with a sword, but was also knocked back dozens of feet away by the force of the countershock. The energy channels in the body ran wild, and the true energy surged. He breathed ten times in a row and adjusted constantly before he managed to suppress it.

So strong, really so strong! If this Hu Qianqiu did his best, even if it was a hundred or a thousand sect guards, he would be beheaded by him.

And at this moment, even though the opponent restrained more than 90% of his strength, he still suppressed him tightly, not only because of his strength, but also because his martial arts were also very advanced.

However, the more this is the case, the more exciting it is! His sword is supposed to get stronger when it gets stronger.

Sword Emperor Tan Qiu disdains to bully the weak, only such strong martial arts can make him interested.

Hu Qianqiu praised him, and put the knife away with great satisfaction: "I, Guan Shizi, have not completely solved your dual-vein body. You must have exhausted your strength at this moment. How about giving up?"

This battle is the way to go, and it can end here. Unexpectedly, Zong Shou shook his head: "No, I haven't enjoyed myself yet?"

"Still not enjoying yourself? Your whole body must be in unbearable pain at this moment, as if your body is broken, and you still want to fight with me?"

Hu Qianqiu was surprised for a while, but the praise in his eyes was even stronger. He was also very interested: "Could it be that the swordsmanship just now is not your real skill?"

"I'm about to ask Uncle Hu for advice! What about my Zongshou's sword? After you and I have fought, Uncle Hu will know for himself."

Zong Shou took another deep breath, and his expression was surprisingly solemn. The hand holding the sword hangs down instead, and is lifted upside down by his side.

What about the pain of shattering the body? Even if it was really a pain of thousands of swords, he wouldn't care.

Opponents are hard to find, even if you die in the next moment, you have to fight to your heart's content, this is the heart of a swordsman!

Hu Qianqiu's eyes are gradually dignified, and he intuitively feels that Zong Shou at this moment is completely different from the previous situation. A faint, awe-inspiring aura emanated from Zong Shou. Vaguely, he was able to resist him.

After a few breaths of silence, Yu Shou chuckled again.

"Xue'er, I'm so optimistic! This sword, I guess your young master can only use it today. Once you miss this opportunity, if you want to learn again, you have to wait until I open the four meridians of the earth wheel."

Chuxue wondered for a while, why can only today be used for what kind of swordsmanship, why should he choose a special day?

But Zong Shou didn't dare not listen to Zong Shou's words, staring at his watery eyes, he didn't even dare to blink.

The next moment, Zong Shou's eyes suddenly flashed with divine light, he leapt up three feet, and swung his sword.

"Those who are good at attacking should move above the Nine Heavens!"

Hearing Zong Shou's soft moan, Chuxue's pupils suddenly dilated again.

This sword is incomparably agile, untraceable, brilliant and dazzing, full of immortal energy, as if flying from outside the sky!

Ten miles away, Li Yuniang's expression was extremely flustered. She shook her head suddenly and said: "Miss, Yunniang doesn't know what you are talking about, how can Yunniang want to hide anything from you?"

"You're still lying to me!"

Xuanyuan Yiren's eyes were full of disappointment: "You said you were worried about my meddling in Tianshan's affairs, but Hu Qianqiu has the power to smash mountains, even if Yiren wants to intervene, he can't get it. What is it, I don't want to let see?"

Seeing that Li Yunniang fell silent, she didn't answer in silence. Xuanyuan Yiren shook her head slightly, and walked away directly, not bothering to ask any more questions. What is the mystery in the end, you can see it in the past, there is no need to waste time here.

Li Yunniang rushed out with a sword, trying to block Xuanyuan Yiren's way. But the next moment, his complexion changed slightly. I saw that Xuanyuan Yiren didn't dodge or dodge, and directly bumped into her sword point.

Unable to turn pale in shock, Li Yunniang quickly withdrew her sword, only to see the red figure passing by her side lightly.

This place is very close to the cloud-turning cart, and the hill next to it is only thirty feet high. With a vertical leap, Xuanyuan Yiren reached the top of the hill, and then the situation below came into view. ! .