Chapter 404

"You will see the confrontation between Tianxia sword cultivation and the disciples of xijianchi soon." Li Baoping was looking forward to it.

As soon as the voice fell, a figure flew out of the river and landed in front of one of the two middle-term Jindan disciples in xijianchi.

"I'm Jinghong disciple, Ling Xin. I'm not talented. I dare to ask my Taoist friends for advice." Ling Xin lowered his attitude.

"Xijianchi, you Xiuyuan." the disciple of xijianchi who was chosen by him replied.

Both sword practitioners are external sword schools. The next moment is to stand up and fight. The sword light is dazzling for a moment and the sword Qi is flying.

Li Baoping was very interested in watching the tide in the tidal tower. He shouted well from time to time when he saw the highlights. He pretended to be a cold Li Guanguan. At this time, he was also immersed in it.

Lu Qingshan felt a little boring.

After all, the two Jindan sword practitioners didn't even understand the meaning of the sword. There was no bright spot in his eyes. It was not as attractive as the snacks on the table.

The two swords on the river fought to the depth.

Finally, Xiuyuan from Xijian Chi Jun points his sword to Ling Xin's flaw and wins easily.

After that, the sword washing event was a prelude.

Immediately, six or seven sword practitioners jumped out to challenge the sword washing pool disciples.

For a time, on the vast Fengling River, the light of the sword was shining and the sound of the sword was intermittent.

The struggle between sword practitioners is like lightning and flint. It changes rapidly. It is always highly ornamental. It is often a matter of one minute to distinguish the victory and defeat, which makes Li Baoping very happy.

Of course, so far, the disciples of xijianchi still maintain a total victory.

After all, the purpose of this sword washing event from the sword washing pool is to publicize their own reputation. Naturally, the selected disciples are the elite of the door.

Moreover, the strength gap between the disciples of a large number of schools and ordinary monks is extremely large.

Therefore, it's not surprising that the disciples of xijianchi maintained a complete victory.

Lu Qingshan occasionally looked up and looked into the distance. A white line appeared in the distance.

The spring tide of Fengling river is coming.

The fourteen disciples of xijianchi have fought at least one round up to now.

Only the blue wave sword was hanging on the river, but no one challenged it.

——Most people still have self-knowledge.

For them, the sword repair that can go to huangbang is no longer a class.

To challenge? That's self humiliation. There's no need.

"Although I can't win, at least I'll challenge myself." Li Baoping was worried when he saw that the tide of Fengling was coming.

As soon as the tide receded, the sword washing event was over.

The girl couldn't help saying, "come on, a hero... Otherwise no one has challenged the blue wave sword. Won't I be able to see him out of the sword this time? Blood loss..."

Just then!

A haggard old swordsman rose to defend his sword and suddenly hovered in front of the blue wave sword that had not been challenged.

"Qin mountain, Qin family, Qin crane, please give me your advice."

"Yeah! Finally!" the girl Li Baoping waved her small fist excitedly. Without Lu Qingshan's asking, she took the initiative to talk to Lu Qingshan.

"Many sword repair families in Baizhou, Qinshan Qin family and our Baima Li family belong to the same level.

This Qin he is the head of the Qin family. He is a seven or eight hundred year old Yuanying. He is not ashamed to challenge the blue wave sword younger than his son.

But luckily he doesn't know shame, otherwise I won't see the means of blue wave sword this time! "

Li Baoping make complaints about the war.

Qin he also specializes in the sword cultivation of external swords. When he comes forward, he is stabbed with a jingling sword. The sword light is dazzling. He makes his own changes, and a heavy momentum rushes to his face.

This is his giant mountain sword meaning, medium artistic conception.

The sword is as heavy as a mountain.

This sword is as heavy as a thousand.

Blue wave sword qianliu is clanking, and Liuxue sword has appeared in his hand.

The cold light of the sword was like snow, which made Qin he shiver.

Facing the sword attacked by Qin he, qianliu just swings the snow forward a little and carelessly.

WOW!

The sound of waves came from the sword.

All the people who saw this sword felt that countless rivers appeared in this sword. The river swept into waves and went towards Qin he's sword.

Qin he clenched his teeth and then cut down, trying to break the sword of qianliu with the momentum of a huge mountain.

Boom!

The waves beat the stone.

Qin he's mountain was not defeated by this wave. His face suddenly showed a happy look and was ready to pursue.

Unexpectedly, the next moment is a sudden change in the situation.

Another higher and fiercer wave rose and swept away again towards Qin he.

"The sword produces nine waves, and each wave is stronger than the other," Li Baoping said excitedly. "This is the famous sword style of Bilang sword. A sword contains nine strong forces, which are as long as water. Few people can compete with it. I don't know if they are old or ashamed. They can block several waves."

Lu Qingshan's eyes were slightly frozen and quietly watched the competition on the river.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

There were four more violent bangs.

In the next moment, all the rivers and waves passed away, and the tip of the snow sword in qianliu's hand stopped at the Dantian in Qin he's abdomen.

Before everyone could react, Qin he in Yuanying's later stage was already defeated.

The seven or eight hundred year old sword repairman lost his temper before the new generation sword repairman qianliu.

"Accept." blue wave sword said gently.

"Blue wave sword is really strong. I'm ashamed to be inferior." Qin he was stunned for a moment and convinced.

"Your sword is as powerful as a mountain and extremely heavy, but it lacks the meaning of flexibility. If you can absorb some water, you will improve again." blue wave sword qianliu suddenly pointed out.

When Qin he heard the speech, he was stunned and closed his eyes slightly. He seemed to realize something. After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and arched his hands and said, "thank you for your advice."

"No, it's just a small effort. Isn't that why I started this sword washing event in the sword washing pool on the Fengling river? I will meet friends with the sword and help the world at the same time." Blang sword said calmly.

It seems that this remark touched Qin he. After thinking for a while, he suddenly said in a high voice: "xijianchi has a heart of helping the world's swords. It's really great righteousness. Today I feel it. Even if it's risking universal condemnation, I have to say a few words."

"Although the sword sect is strong, the threshold is as high as the sky. Few people can enter it in the world.

Therefore, no matter how strong it is, it can only strengthen him. Sword cultivation in the world is meaningless.

You don't see that in the eastern region, because the light of the sword sect is too strong, other small and medium-sized sword repair sects have little inheritance.

However, the sword washing pool is different. The sword washing pool widely recruits disciples from all over the world. Its purpose is to strengthen the sword cultivation of the world. Its vision is not limited to one school, and it never squeezes the rest of the sword cultivation schools.

In addition, he is willing to send disciples to hold a sword washing meeting on the Fengling River, so that young sword practitioners all over the world can communicate. Therefore, the western region has become a place for sword practitioners.

Compared with the sword sect, the sword washing pool is not inferior in other aspects, even worse than the sword sect, except for a sword fairy who carries the tripod.

Let me say that the real leader leading the development of Kendo is not the sword sect in the eastern region, but the sword washing pool in the western region.

As long as there is a sword fairy in the sword washing pool one day, it must be able to replace the sword sect in the eastern region and become the first sword repair sect in the world! "Qin he said loudly and firmly.

One stone aroused thousands of waves, and the monks who watched the "tide" suddenly burst into an uproar and talked one after another.

The prestige and status of the sword sect have long been rooted in the hearts of sword practitioners all over the world.

Qin he's undoubtedly challenging authority.

But after a little thought, I have to say that there seems to be some truth in it.

......…

In the tidal building.

Lu Qingshan narrowed his long and narrow eyes and looked at the Qin family owner who thought he was inferior to the blue wave sword, but talked about the sword washing pool and praised it in every way.

Poor acting.

How can the head of a family not be inspired by the city government because the blue wave sword doesn't have much meaning?

At this time, he could not understand that the old dragon suit sword repair was actually the support found in the sword washing pool.

The main purpose is to say that "except for the absence of a sword fairy, the sword washing pool is equal to or even worse than the sword sect" under the attention of all people.

Create this momentum and imperceptibly affect the world sword cultivation's view of sword washing pool.

If the person who washed the sword pool said this by himself, it would mean that Wang Po sold melons and boasted. It didn't have much effect, and even directly provoked the sword sect.

However, if it was said by a sword repairman who had nothing to do with the sword washing pool, it would be like the Qin crane was convinced by the sword washing pool, which indirectly confirmed the style of the sword washing pool again.

It's really wonderful.

Lu Qingshan was filled with emotion.

In his world, it's just a vulgar Star public relations technique.

We have already seen bad, can not deceive many people.

But in this world, it is still very novel. Looking at the effect, it seems that it is really good.

Who could have thought that the self willed sword repair, who has always acted at will, could play this kind of fancy?

Just

Lu Qingshan smiled in his heart.

Even if he didn't see it.

Now that I've seen... It's unreasonable for someone to belittle their own clan to raise the sword washing pool. As a disciple of the sword sect, he is indifferent.

"Li Baoping." Lu Qingshan put down his chopsticks and looked at the slowly advancing tide.

"Hmm? What's the matter?" the girl Li Baoping was called to her name, turned her head and asked suspiciously.

"I think your wish will come true soon," Lu Qingshan said softly with a smile, looking at the girl's pleasant face. "Then you can tell others that you have not only talked to the monk on the Yellow list, but even invited him to dinner."

"What do you mean?" Li Baoping couldn't react and didn't understand what Lu Qingshan's sudden words meant.

Then, she found that the well-known Taoist friend who was walking with them suddenly got up and turned into a Taoist streamer, shooting at the tide head of the Fengling river.

That Fengling will be a line of tide. At this time, it is as fast as thunder, surging to advance the distance step by step.

Thunder gathers on the sea and waterfalls cross the river.

Under the rising tide of the mighty spring tide, the world is covered. Those with low cultivation can't see through the thick water vapor even if their spiritual power is used in their eyes.

Only the blue shirt sword repair in the sword washing pool stands high in the tide and stands by the sword.

Spirited and valiant, countless female practitioners were swayed.

Sword cultivation is the most romantic friar. Since ancient times, it has the most female feelings.

.........

The tide is surging and mighty, like a snow-white tall city wall.

Enthusiastically like a dragon fighting, running like rain and hail.

The water splashes like big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate, making a loud noise and whistling.

Magnificent, people can not help but open their minds.

"The sword sect, Lu Qingshan, dares to ask the sword washing pool and blue wave sword for advice."

In the sound of the rolling tide, people heard such a sound, starting from the Bank of the river.

Sword sect?!

Is it the sword sect in the eastern region?!

If so, how could it appear in the western regions?!

Innumerable tide watchers all pay attention.

I saw a figure, starting from the attic by the river, roaring to the blue waves and swords above the tide.

First, a blazing red sword light came out and rushed straight into the rolling wave.

Then there were thousands of sword gas hairsprings, which flew out of the vast soup and made the whole Fengling river a sensation.

Finally, there is the figure, now above the tide, holding a magnificent sword in his hand.

"Lu Qingshan?" blue wave sword qianliu looked warily at the figure in front of him, "sword sect?"

"Yes, since the sword washing pool is holding a sword washing event here, isn't it that the disciples of the sword sect are not allowed to participate?" Lu Qingshan asked.

"Of course not." qianliu won't let his clan fall into the mouth handle of sword clan.

"That's good. I'm just a small sword repair in the early days of yiyuanying of Jianzong," Lu Qingshan nodded and whispered, "today, please wash the sword pool and blue wave sword to pick up my three swords."

The voice fell.

Secret sword · Zhentian.

Lu Qingshan said in his heart.

Zhentian is one of the three sword immortals in the world. He created the supreme secret sword technique himself.

After he advanced to Yuanying, he was finally able to cut out the complete three swords.

A complete three sword with five times the power.

On the Longque sword body, there is suddenly a group of sword Qi condensing and boiling.

With the power increased by five times, even the sword Qi is like an ant on a hot pot. It can't stay. It rises and rages fiercely.

"Killing, and penetrating..." Lu Qingshan murmured.

Zhentian secret sword cannot be superimposed with other sword styles, but there is no limit to the meaning of the sword.

The sword idea of killing for cutting and the sword idea of annihilation for attacking are attached to the sword in an instant.

Lu Qingshan has no reservation about the first sword he cut after entering Yuanying.

The power of the evolution of the immortal true meaning acts on the annihilation penetrating sword meaning.

The shining cold light suddenly flashed and burst from the Dragon finch. With the Dragon finch all the way forward, it made a deafening roar.

A crowd of tide watchers saw that Junyi Jianxiu, who claimed to be Lu Qingshan, waved three swords in succession in full view of the public.

The first sword has infinite power and sharp awn. It contains a thousand or two hundred hairsprings of sword Qi. It is towering and hanging upside down like the Milky way.

Xijianchi, the third-largest sword repair genius of the younger generation, handed out the peak sword and nine waves.

The sword contains nine forces. The artistic conception of water is combined with the idea of killing the sword. Suddenly, many waves burst out. One wave is stronger than another. Under the superposition of the nine forces, there is irresistible power.

The sword Qi hairspring suddenly confronted the nine heavy waves, and the sword tide aroused was more turbulent and surging than the spring tide of Fengling river.

In the blink of an eye, the two have touched thousands of times.

Bang!

The spring tide of Guangling river rises suddenly.

The sword Qi suddenly disappeared.

The first sword between Lu Qingshan and qianliu ended in a draw.

However, at this time, qianliu's face was a little pale.

Lu Qingshan still looks as usual.

Then, Lu Qingshan waved the second sword of Zhentian.

Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong!

Such as war drum up.

It's like a giant beating a fist, shaking thousands of flow's mind.

He bit his teeth and drank softly, "secret sword · thousand piles of snow!"

The rocks pierced the air, the waves beat the shore, and rolled up thousands of piles of snow.

This is a secret sword he has mastered.

The nine heavy waves come out again and turn into rough waves. White as the moon on the river, they pour out to meet the sword of Lu Qingshan.

The second sword in the town of Lu Qingshan confronts with the secret sword of qianliu · Qiandui snow.

Between the two confrontations, the sword light and sword Qi kept pouring out, devouring and disintegrating each other. In the blink of an eye, I just didn't know how many fierce clashes had taken place.

Boom!

There was another explosion.

The sound of war drums disappears, and a thousand piles of snow die.

In the sight of the tide watchers, they could see the spring tide of Fengling River and two people at the head of the tide.

In this second confrontation, the two were tied again.

But this... Is not over.

Finally, Lu Qingshan cut out the third sword.

The blue wave sword, which has been exhausted, can only offer a sword to resist.

Hide?

It's not that he can't hide, but under the attention of so many people, if he hides, where will the sword washing pool be famous? Isn't this Fengling River sword washing event a joke?

Therefore, for the fame of the sect, he must try his best to block the sword in the front, even if he has to suffer a lot of injuries!

However, he overestimated himself and underestimated Lu Qingshan.

With only one point left in one breath, how can he stop the sword of Zhentian that he can stop with all his strength.

This time, the balance broke in an instant.

Lu Qingshan's sword light destroys the withered and decadent, destroys the layers of waves cut by qianliu, and goes straight towards the already bloodless qianliu.

"My life is over?" the idea suddenly flashed through qianliu's mind.

He couldn't believe that he wanted to be in this. He had always been regarded as a game. He fell at the Fengling River sword washing conference.

The tide watchers also stared.

Sword sect disciple, is he going to kill xijianchi disciple in full view of the public?

If this happens, we can imagine how much trouble will be caused in the western regions.

Lu Qingshan looked at qianliu's pale and desperate face, smiled calmly, and immediately turned the sword edge in his hand.

If you don't make up your mind, just draw the sword and kill it. It's a brain problem, not sword repair.

It is the Tao heart that makes sword cultivation forge ahead, not the way of dealing with people and things.

Shengbilang sword has earned face for the sword clan.

Kill qianliu? That's what fools do.

It's just that Zhentian comes out. Even he can't take back such a powerful sword. Lu Qingshan can only turn the blade and attack others.

But on the Guangling River, who can stop his sword?

Therefore, Lu Qingshan turned to attack the spring tide of the Fengling river at his feet.

On this day, all the tourists on both sides of the bustling Fengling River saw an unforgettable scene.

The two lines of tides that crossed and hugged each other and reached the peak suddenly stopped at their peak.

They were cut straight by a sword.

It looks like magic.

The water droplets like big beads and small beads are empty, and the water vapor evaporates as well.

Only the calm Fengling river is left.

Everything is gone, and the spring tide seems to have never existed.

Like thunder, like the sound of the tide of hail, they also disperse and disappear.

The tide watchers were stunned and the world was quiet for a moment.

Eerie silence.

The blue wave sword was hovering in the air, with a dull face. I didn't know what I was thinking.

A group of spiritual power brushed over and took away 20 spiritual crystals suspended in the air.

Between heaven and earth, only the escape light of Lu Qingshan's gradual decline, and his last hearty laugh, "Lu doesn't respect these 20 Lingjing in xijianchi."

.......……

Lu Qingshan, a sword breaks the spring tide of Fengling river.

Also broke the sword "tide" of the sword washing pool

It can be said to be incomparable.

Li Baoping, a young girl who has just joined the WTO, sits on the tidal tower and looks at the figure gradually disappearing on the Guangling river. Her thoughts are like carp rushing up and down in the pool.

After a long time, she couldn't help but read: "all go..."

That figure, she felt that she would never forget it in her life

Li Guanguan looked at the Li Baoping full of little stars and unconsciously sighed for his sister.

My father said that it is a kind of luck... And also a kind of misfortune to meet too amazing people when I was young.