Suddenly, a shocking sword mark flashed out of thin air, the sky seemed to be cut in half, the white clouds were torn and shattered, and the sea of fire below was also split in two, and countless fire snakes were cut off and scattered into large and small flames. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Ji Qinglu showed his figure, his hands clasped his sword, it turned out to be a human sword, breaking the large-scale attack of the fire snake dance.

The innate fire is far beyond the ordinary spiritual fire, as long as it is contaminated with the slightest bit on the body, it will be burned to ashes in an instant, even if Ji Qinglu's swordsmanship is amazing, he does not dare to test the law.

This move is only my true sword, taking people as the sword, and no longer restrained by Yuan Ci Jin Ling, Ji Qinglu used this move to break Qingzhou's calculations.

"It's finally time to get to the end, leave everything behind and rely on yourself. ”

Qingzhou put away Jin Ling and the flying sword, stretched out his index finger, a simple finger, and then looked at Ji Qinglu from a distance, and looked at him with four eyes, the meaning was self-evident.

You have a true sword!

I've got too much of a finger!

Hole cards against hole cards, a game to determine the winner!

Ji Qinglu was born in the Immortal Cultivation Family, the family has a huge influence in Lingxiao Temple, and the relationship with the Imperial Sword Xuan is also very close, and the Sword Pavilion Yuanying Patriarch is even more related by blood, and among the elders, there are more than one palm of Jindan real people.

Since birth, Ji Qinglu has been loved by thousands of people, and when he was a baby, he was used by his elders to accept the baptism of the sword pool of the Imperial Sword Xuan, you must know that even within the Imperial Sword Xuan, only the disciples of the ancestor of the Yuan Infant can accept the baptism of the sword pool.

The sword pool is unique to the Imperial Sword Xuan, and it is a magic weapon for cultivating sword cultivation, all those who have been baptized by the sword pool, the root bone meridians are stronger than ordinary disciples, and the mana cultivated in the future is pure condensation, and the cultivation of swordsmanship is twice the result with half the effort.

Ji Qinglu was given a sword by his elders at the age of three, and since then, no matter how much he eats or drinks, he has not left the flying sword, he doesn't care about food and clothing, and he doesn't care about the opinions of others, and he pours all his heart and soul into sword cultivation.

When he was ten years old, Ji Qinglu rummaged through the classics of the Sword Pavilion, read all the sword scriptures of his predecessors, sighed, and spoke, "The way of the predecessors is only for reference, if you want to achieve the peak of sword cultivation, you have to bring forth the new and form your own way." ”

Since then, Ji Qinglu has extensively absorbed the strengths of various swordsmanship, and wants to form his own unique swordsmanship, to the point of madness.

At that time, the elders of the Sword Pavilion and his fellow disciples all advised him not to drill too much, from ancient times to the present, there are also many Yuanying sword cultivators, but they are all practicing the exercises of their predecessors, and there are only a few people who can create their own kendo.

So, I'll be one of those few!

Ji Qinglu replied.

Since then, Ji Qinglu has been nicknamed "Crazy".

Later, Ji Qinglu realized that sword cultivation should abandon foreign objects and respect the sword, but in the long run, he will still rely on the flying sword, and only by putting down the flying sword, relying on himself, and taking people as the sword, can he become a real sword cultivator.

This is the origin of the true sword.

Only my true sword means that even the sword must be put down, and the human sword will be used as the sword to break through all obstacles on the path of cultivation, and people will block and kill, and God will block and kill God.

On the ring, Ji Qinglu is arrogant in the sky, and his whole body is windless, and his true sword is to repel everything, turn himself into a flying sword, and kill all enemies.

The light around him dimmed, and the clouds in the sky stopped, only Ji Qinglu was still moving, his arms were raised high, forming a sword shape, and the air around him was compressed layer by layer, forming a formidable sword wave.

The disciples who were watching the battle around the ring, although they were not physically present, just seeing the power of Ji Qinglu's shot, they felt difficult to breathe, and their whole bodies were in a cold sweat.

"Okay, as soon as this sword comes out, Ji Qing and Lu Yuanying are hopeful. ”

The patriarch of the Sword Pavilion sighed, stretched out his hand and stroked his beard, there are successors in the sword pavilion, Ji Qinglu is the most optimistic about him, and he has already been included in the door wall.

"The Heavenly Returning Disciples have exhausted their organs, but they can't compete with the Divine Powers, and as soon as the Sword Pavilion Divine Sword comes out, the jumping clown will naturally be defeated without a fight. ”

"Well, as soon as Danqing Lao'er goes, the day will be over. ”

The other patriarchs said one after another.

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion below were overjoyed when they saw Ji Qinglu's enlarged moves.

"This is the only true sword, and Senior Brother Ji used this trick to kill the foundation building monk back then. ”

"Qingzhou can't resist it, it's going to be ugly now. ”

Just when everyone decided that the winner was divided, the other person in the ring, Qingzhou, began to move.

A finger pointed out, and he rose to the sky.

Only one finger, a simple finger.

There is no light, no lightning, no lightning, only a light finger of the clouds.

This point was silent at the beginning, and the wind and waves were calm where the fingertips fell, but the closer he got to Ji Qinglu, the more pressure he brought.

Onlookers can't see the subtlety of this finger, facing Ji Qinglu who is too empty, but they feel that what is enlarged in front of them is not an index finger, but a vast and sweeping void.

This reminded Ji Qinglu of when he was a child, when he went to play in the back mountain, and fell into a deep cave, where the light was cut off, and there was only a large void of darkness, he cried loudly, swung his sword and slashed everywhere until he was exhausted, leaving only weak and helpless cries echoing in the darkness.

Since then, Ji Qinglu has still been afraid in his heart, because no matter how powerful the enemy is, it is tangible, and the invisible enemy is the most terrifying.

Now that Qing Zhou made a move, he once again faced the fear in his heart, his arms trembled involuntarily, and the sword wave trembled and rippled.

"In my life, there is nothing but the sword. ”

"The sword is my life!"

"Don't seek this life, don't seek the next life, just seek sword intent detachment, swim in the sky, jump into the eight wildernesses, and there is no restraint wherever you raise your eyes. ”

"The way of the sword is brilliant, and all souls surrender. ”

The bold words of these predecessors' sword cultivation flashed in his heart, Ji Qinglu recalled his original intention of learning swords, facing the vast world, the vast hundred clans, the individual is too small, only the way of the sword can help him transcend the shackles and fetters, and ascend to the supreme realm of ten thousand people's attention.

So Ji Qinglu dedicated himself to the way of the sword, cutting all the obstacles, whether it was a visible enemy or an invisible calamity, as long as the long sword was in hand, he could be wiped out in all directions.

Slowly, Ji Qinglu calmed down, his eyes were as clear as water, and his whole body was refreshed, as if he had been baptized, and the whole person was reborn.

In the face of the pressure of the Taixu Finger, Ji Qinglu actually broke through in battle, his mood went to the next level, and the sword intent of the only true sword was more condensed.

"In order to thank you and help me get rid of the demons in my heart, I will use all my strength to use my sword, and it is up to you whether you live or die. ”

Only my true sword fell, the sword wave stirred the stratus clouds, and the blue sky was dispelled, although Ji Qinglu's figure was small but conspicuous, like a long sword that leaned on the sky straight into the sky.

Taixu refers to the ground to the sky, although it is at a disadvantage, but with the meaning of fluttering emptiness, it is wonderful to cut through the sky.

When the two phases touched, the sword wave began to disintegrate and collapse from the edge, and the Taixu Finger advanced layer by layer.