On the top of the cloud peak four miles away from the Imperial Sword Villa, Qing Yu landed with his sword and looked at the figure of the old man sitting on the big stone.

"Is that you, the one who stunned Edgeworth Villa?"

"It's the old man. The old man opened his eyes and showed blue pupils, "Xiao Qianxiu, it's been ten years." The old man once again, and for the last time, asks you, do you hand over the fragments of talent?"

In the blue eyes, there is unquestionable resoluteness. This last interrogation is also an ultimatum, Xiao Qianxiu has to hand over the fragments of talent whether he wants to or not.

"You're resolute," Qing Yu chuckled, "Is it because you've finally found the right person?" But what can Xiao get by handing over the fragments of talent?"

"Xiao, Qian, Xiu! don't be too presumptuous," the old man shouted angrily and raised his eyebrows, "Your Xiao family caused a crack in the seal of the Sword God Lake back then, making us reluctant to withdraw from this holy land of the sword way, and now it is also time for your Xiao family to make up for their mistakes." One last chance, don't force the old man to make a move!"

"Heh, why?" Qing Yu sneered.

Although he is not Xiao Qianxiu, he will never let go of the fragments of talent. And these old guys who pin all their hopes on others, Qing Yu himself is a little despised.

Although he is not a kendo maniac, he also knows that no matter what path he takes, when you pin your hopes on others, your martial arts will be a mess.

"Just by me, by my name of 'blue blood and blue sky'. The blue-eyed old man's eyes widened, and the sword momentum descended, and the powerful pressure made the four sides shake, and the dust and rocks on the cloud peak also shook slightly.

"Blue Blood and Blue Sky" Zhong Qingling, the great swordsman of Sword God Lake, is a famous kendo elder.

But this so-called prestige doesn't work on Qing Yu's side.

"Blue blood and blue sky, not enough!"

Sword Six: Absolute.

The flying sword shadow instantly hit the figure sitting on the boulder, the cracked rock burst out, and a wild roar came out from the smoke and dust, "Xiao Qianxiu!!"

The angry sword was raised, and the blue sword was pressed horizontally. Zhong Qingling never thought that Xiao Qianxiu, who had always dared not be presumptuous in front of him, would also dare to take the lead.

He never thought that Xiao Qianxiu today was no longer the Xiao Qianxiu of the past.

Qing Yu was not afraid, the big duel sword took off his palm, rotated and gathered the immeasurable sword momentum, and when the palm held the sword again, the chaotic sword qi gathered into a huge big duel sword shadow, flying out.

Sword Eight Pole.

"Boom-"

The sword gang collided, and the cold sword qi stirred the wind and clouds, making the sword qi above the cloud peak fly.

"Sword Four, Extinguished. ”

Another move, the great decision was pulled by the true qi, dancing and gathering sword qi, and suddenly pierced into the ground, and the Dao Dao sword met the rushing figure from here in the ground.

"The sky is blue and the clouds are broken. ”

The blue sword gang swept over, the people moved with the sword, the sword was swept by the sword gang, and the blue-eyed old man rushed out of the sword.

"Qiang—"

The Great Duel Sword came into contact with a blue sword, and the deafening sword roar and the sword qi that constantly clashed fiercely reflected the decisive sword intent of the two.

"The old man fought Nangong with a broken sword back then, and you junior dared to be presumptuous!!"

"Ha, take defeat as an honor, and the so-called seniors are nothing more than that. ”

The two swords clashed, the continuous sonorous sound echoed, and the sword qi that sometimes rushed into the sky verified the fierce battle situation between the two.

"The sword opens the heavy mountain. ”

Zhong Qingling flew into the sky, and the sword momentum rushed into the sky, and the incomparable sword qi slashed straight down.

"The Xiao family is a guilty person, and today the old man will let you atone for the sins of the Xiao family. ”

"Obsessed with the past, Xiao's words are right, you are nothing more than that!"

The Great Duel Sword crossed the Xuanao Sword Road, Qing Yu's figure was differentiated, and the four afterimages used different sword paths in front of him, and returned to the body again, "Breaking the Sky and Flying Away." ”

As soon as the sword arrived at the confluence of the four swords, the flying sword shadow rushed straight to the condescending Jian Gang, and the shock sound rose again, and in the raging sword qi, the sword shadow broke through the sword gang and attacked the blue-eyed old man.

"This can't be, you're not Xiao Qianxiu!"

Zhong Qingling shouted in disbelief, and the blue blood and green cloud sword in his hand swirled out of a sword circle, repelling the remaining sword shadow.

"Xiao Qianxiu can't be so strong!"

The current powerful figure, conflicting with the previous impression, Zhong Qingling had an unbelievable thought in his mind.

"It's clinging to the past, and it's saying it's impossible. The strong enemy is in front, but he always thinks about irrelevant things. Zhong Qingling, your mind was broken by Nangong's broken sword one hundred and fifty years ago. ”

When I saw the situation of Edgeworth Villa before, I thought it was a powerful opponent. Unexpectedly, this former great swordsman of the Sword God Lake had strong strength, but his state of mind was already broken. This kind of opponent is really an insult to his strength.

"The old man doesn't believe it!"

The sword momentum descended from the sky, Qing Yu fought the sword straight ahead, and when the sword blades were staggered, a trace of blood stained the sword body of the Great Decisive Sword.

Zhong Qingling was injured, although the injury was small, but he, the senior, was the first to be injured in the sword fight with the junior.

The blue eyes widened, and the angry sword qi puffed up the gray hair, but the anger on the face began to converge.

Zhong Qingling realized that if he continued to fight with this state of mind, he would undoubtedly lose to him, a kendo master who had been famous for hundreds of years.

Whether it's for fame or not, Zhong Qingling needs to calm down and face this powerful enemy.

The sword momentum was condensed, not as big and inappropriate as before, and the "Blue Blood and Blue Sky" showed its true strength for the first time, and the sword qi infected the sky, dyeing all the nearby clouds blue.

"Blue sky and clear clouds. ”

Although the fluttering clouds were frivolous and weak, the sword qi contained in them was terrifying. Blossoms of blue sword clouds blew, and boundless sword intent shrouded Qing Yu's body.

"It's good, but it's still useless. ”

Qing Yu put the sword upright behind him, the sword shadow that bloomed with cold light unfolded from behind him, the body swirled, the eight sword shadows twisted the blue sword cloud, and the sword qi of the two sides was incompatible, and countless sharp swords shot out from behind Qing Yu After crushing the sword cloud, the sword momentum did not stop, and shot towards Zhong Qingling.

The sword posture is fantastic and magnificent, and there are countless sword style changes, which is exactly the move of the four swords in one - Xuanzhen is absolutely false.

Zhong Qingling swept away the sword, and the sword qi danced wildly, but it was difficult to stop this endless sword, and Dao sword marks appeared on his body, and the slightly dyed blue blood swayed in the sky.

As the old man of the Buried Sword Peak, Zhong Qingling's sword body has long been practiced to the point that it is indistinguishable from the divine sword in his hand, and the blood is stained with sword qi, but in the face of this flying sword qi, the old sword body still can't bear it, and it was immediately hit hard.

"Qiang—"

There was a sword roar, but it was the blue blood and green cloud sword that was separated, and Qing Yu held the big duel in his hand, and went straight into Zhong Qingling's chest.

"Ding—"

The big duel sword was taken out of his hand, and Zhong Qingling was nailed to Yunfeng, the blade of the sword was two feet into the ground, and the end of the sword body went straight into the chest, leaving no trace outside.

Zhong Qingling was defeated, and he was rightfully defeated.