You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 496: Swordsmanship, nothing special

Helplessly, Changqing pointed his finger, and the Dongfeng 51 entangled with the long sword, colliding and producing countless sparks.

Time is running out. With the help of his spiritual roots, the heavenly tribulation Changqing will surely wake up in a very short time. Dongfeng 51 does not buy much time for him.

I have been cultivating the Immortal Bone Blood for all these years but have not had time to stockpile it. Now, I have encountered such a difficult situation and I am at a loss for a moment.

In anxiety, an idea suddenly came to Changqing's mind: should he use the Qingtian Nianqing Jue?

This method comes from the same source as spiritual roots, so it might work!

With this thought, a trace of cool air flowed in Changqing's hand, touching the green light protection. The green light shook violently, and the protective green light seemed to have seen its natural enemy. It was no longer solid, but became soft. The hand knife slashed across and actually cut a big hole directly.

Chang Qing was a little surprised. It was so effective? The shell was cut open immediately? Then what was the point of all the hard work he had done all day? Feeling the severe pain in his waist, Chang Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

This is such a joke!!

The inner demon didn’t tell him that it was all the inner demon’s fault. That’s it, it’s all his fault!

Chang Qing successfully threw away the psychological burden without hesitation.

Changqing successfully cut through the green light, used his fingers as swords, and stabbed directly into the opponent's heart.

But Changqing's expression changed quickly, the other person had no heart!

Perhaps sensing something, Tianjie Changqing's eyes suddenly opened and stared at the person in front of him.

"This illusion, what a good trick!"

A branch emerged from Tianjie Changqing's body and stabbed towards Changqing.

After failing to attack, Changqing did not want to fight any longer and quickly retreated, standing at the horizon.

"The real law? No wonder."

The body of the Heavenly Tribulation 'Changqing' was actually built entirely of laws. Unlike some of the people mentioned above, who were still living people evolved from the laws, the Heavenly Tribulation 'Changqing' could no longer be described as a human being; it was the law itself.

Unexpectedly, the Heaven's way gave him a big blow in the last thunder tribulation.

Chang Qing had a feeling of powerlessness. He only had a trace of the black and white energies, which were too weak to be used in actual means. Facing the laws, he could only hurt the opponent at most, but it was impossible to completely destroy the opponent.

It seems that we have really reached a desperate situation.

The wooden sword flew back into his hand. He stroked the hilt and smiled slightly: "I'm afraid I'll have to fight hard today~"

The sword trembled slightly, and a childish but undisguised excitement emerged. This was the response.

Chang Qing's eyes were filled with relief. He looked up at the figure who had regained his serious expression and said, "Let's have a good fight and see how powerful he is without his protection."

The little spiritual power in his body surged, and the Qingtian Nianqing Jue accelerated its operation, pouring into the wooden sword along with the spiritual power.

"Kill~" A hoarse voice was accompanied by a strong wind, and Changqing swung his sword forward.

As the two men swung their swords faster and faster, only two streaks of light remained in the sky, constantly flipping and colliding.

In an instant, the two men had fought each other thousands of times. The sound of swords clashing and colliding was endless, sparks flew, and each of them won and lost, and the fight was hard to determine.

Soon, Tianjie discovered something was wrong. After forcing Changqing back with a powerful sword, he looked at the few more gaps on the wooden sword and the layer of green gas attached to the long sword in Changqing's hand. Tianjie Changqing seemed to have thought of something, as if he had discovered something. His expression changed drastically, with a bit of joy:

"It's you!!"

Then, the heavenly tribulation 'Changqing' laughed crazily and fought with Changqing. He seemed to have discovered some treasure and swung his sword even harder, trying to completely break Changqing's offensive momentum.

"It turned out to be you. I didn't expect that the legend I had been searching for so hard was actually you. I actually met you after death."

Tianjie Changqing forced Changqing back with one sword, and looking at the gap on the sword, he became more and more excited:

"That's right, that's right, this means that I am not destined to die, hahahaha, even the heavens are fond of me."

There was the sound of metal colliding, accompanied by sparks, and the two men got very close to each other.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I will also refine you into a part of my mind. After all, if you die, this method will be lost. I can't bear to see you die, hahahaha."

Chang Qing approached with a sword and snorted coldly: "It seems that you are still dreaming!"

A mouthful of blood was spat on his face, which also angered Tianjie, and he looked at Changqing gloomily.

"You have abandoned the path of spiritual roots. A short-sighted person like you will never be able to experience the power. Under this path, you will be the best among your peers."

"Today, let's take a look at the most powerful sword in this way."

As the long sword flashed, it gathered the power of the spiritual roots. Between heaven and earth, countless spiritual energies condensed into white mist and gathered towards the long sword. With the help of the spiritual energy, a giant sword hundreds of feet long condensed in the sky. As the heavenly tribulation 'Changqing' swung, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Changqing.

"Just accept your fate!"

With one sword strike, the clouds in the sky split in half.

Under this sword, Chang Qing's figure was locked by endless force. No matter where he escaped, this sword would only kill him.

"A guy who keeps saying that it's all about spiritual roots, a loser who only relies on spiritual roots. Is it only spiritual roots that made you successful? No wonder he died. It turns out that he was a man with precious spiritual roots. To be honest, a dog tied to this spiritual root can go further than you!"

"Looking for death!" A trace of anger surged in the heart of the heavenly tribulation 'Changqing', and he pressed the long sword down, and the speed increased a bit.

Chang Qing snorted coldly, and under the stimulation of the power from heaven, his figure actually straightened up, and countless phantoms appeared around him, which were extremely illusory.

But vaguely one could see countless figures wielding swords. They were the shadows of countless young men practicing swordsmanship, repeating basic moves, simply and seriously, without a single moment of slackness. The way of the sword was always flowing in their bodies. This sword intent was his, the true sword intent that was condensed bit by bit, and it was the result of endless days and nights of hard work.

That momentum aroused the sword intent in Changqing's heart. For a guy who only cultivated his spiritual roots to talk about the way of the sword was already an insult to the word sword.

Phantoms condensed around him, transforming into pure sword intent, steaming and condensing, and finally merging with his body and flowing into the sword.

The look in Changqing's eyes seemed to be able to cut everything in the world into pieces.

He tapped his toes and flew upwards. As his body rose rapidly, the sword intent around him transformed into the figures of thousands of young men, holding a green light in their hands, and an endless sense of coldness emerged from the wooden swords.

A huge sword that could make all the Dan-Yun realm masters in the world feel powerless, and a group of dark-skinned young men.

"cut!"

Amid the boys' unanimous roars, the young man drew his sword and the huge sword fell down.

The two collided, sword lights flashed, countless sword qi continued to overflow, countless divine lights disappeared, and the void began to tremble.

This was a fight of sword intent, an unbreakable sharpness condensed from countless sword intents, while the sword intent of heavenly tribulation was more like a sense of déjà vu of powerful bricks flying.

The two were constantly consuming each other. Although the elephant was huge, it could not withstand the bites of thousands of ants.

With their minds against each other, the outcome of the battle soon became clear. Cracks appeared on the giant sword, which were actually being erased by the sword intent. The progress was so fast that even Chang Qing was surprised.

"It seems that your swordsmanship is just so-so~" Chang Qing laughed.