Chen Qing smiled and said, "with the skill of brother Jian, it's not difficult to ask xiaodijun for this little solitary sky."
Jian Wushuang also smiled. Chen Qing didn't know that the little emperor had already given the little Gu Tian and the big Gu Tian to him. Since he didn't know, he simply didn't answer.
This is not a thing worth showing off, but an unparalleled means of binding the sword.
Chen Qing didn't care about his silence. He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "brother Jian, we're all free today. How about having a duel?"
Jian Wushuang wanted to refuse, and seemed to realize something. He nodded and said, "it's up to you."
"Good!" Chen Qing answered, "brother Jian, let's start now."
As the words fell, Chen Qing retreated quickly for hundreds of feet, and rose up into the sky with his overwhelming force. He was as powerful as a dragon on the sky, and made it known wantonly.
Spring and autumn's face slightly changed. He hurried forward and whispered, "brother Jian, I can feel that the Yan force released by this surname Chen is not only here, and must not be treated with ordinary temperament."
"Don't worry, we just have a duel of swordsmanship, not a decisive battle of life and death." Jian Wushuang replied.
Chunqiu nodded, and then stepped out of the battle circle.
It's thousands of feet around, and the grass is low.
A real sword with the meaning of emerald green quietly appeared in Chen Qing's hands, which changed his whole breath, like a sword with hidden edges waiting to be opened.
Sword peerless also pulled out the broken Tai Luo divine sword at his waist and calmly looked ahead.
The Tai Luo divine sword, which was broken in the middle of the sword body, not only did not decline, but sent out several excited Qingming.
Chen Qing's eyes were slightly frozen, and then Lang Sheng reminded, "brother Jian, only about kendo."
"Come on." Shen holds the handle of the sword, and the sword responds in a double voice. How can he not know that Chen Qing is taking care of him.
If you completely open up the realm, I'm afraid this Chen Qing is by no means inferior to the whirling father in the whirling sky, or even worse.
Not talking, there was a sense of annihilation. It was cold and cold. Within a thousand feet of the whole radius, it was quiet enough to hear the needle fall.
At the next moment, Chen Qing took the lead to set off. His whole body was like an unstoppable arrow, carrying great power, and went straight to the unparalleled stab of the sword.
There were bursts of sonic booms in the space, and it was cracking rapidly. That ordinary straight stab was so fast that it almost didn't react in the spring and autumn when it was watching from a distance, so it went straight to the chest of the unparalleled sword.
If this hit is right, even if it is immortal, it will definitely be hit hard!
But the sword unparalleled faster than him, as early as this hit straight to rush, a broken sword body will timely stop in the heart.
"Zheng!"
The two swords fought, and a tremor broke out.
Chen Qing, who came from the air, only felt that if the tip of the real sword in his hand met mountains and rivers, it was no longer difficult to score half an inch.
And Jian Wushuang also felt an unparalleled force, which made him retreat half a step to remove the force.
Chen Qing smiled and retreated a hundred feet with his sword.
This short trial made both of them have some concepts in their hearts.
"Brother Jian, look at my Chen Qing Kendo!"
A proud voice rang through. The next moment, the vigorous wind directly burst within a thousand feet of the body. The sword was in it, and it was inexplicably a sense of crisis.
The sky changed slightly, and the earth quietly burst out inch by inch gullies. Chen Qing held the sword handle in both hands, and his eyes seemed to float with sword intention.
Countless wisps of light blue sword intention appeared from his body, and then all returned to the sky above his head, and condensed into a real sword.
This kind of sword curtain covering the sky is very familiar with the unparalleled sword. It belongs to a kind of concrete sword meaning, which is simple and easy to learn and suitable for group fighting.
However, when Kendo is equal or even higher than itself, using this type is equivalent to both seeking death and inferior.
Jian Wushuang didn't understand Chen Qing's intention, but when he looked at the top of his head again, his eyes were frozen.
In the middle of his head, a huge sword, almost called Jianshan, seemed to carry the power of millions of mountains and rivers, sinking down.
It turned out that the sword curtain raised by uncovering the sky was a cover up, and the real sword was the sword hidden in it!
The sword that can be called Jianshan fell directly, and the corners of jianwushuang's mouth slowly aroused a smile.
"Boom!"
The whole earth of the little solitary sky was shaking violently, and the sword mountain, which was as high as ten thousand feet, fell to the ground without any obstruction, and the unparalleled body shape of the sword was also pressed under the sword mountain.
It's a thousand feet around, and so far it all collapses!
After seeing this scene, Chunqiu's heart almost jumped out of his throat, and then he ran forward.
Chen Qing, who soared into the air, also shivered in his heart. Judging from the Kendo of jianwushuang in Jingchuan Tiancheng, it is absolutely impossible to miss his first sword!
But soon he seemed to realize something. He slapped his head and shouted, "I'm confused! Brother Jian, I'm coming to save you!"
Chen Qing recalled that Jian Wushuang fought fiercely in Jingchuan just a few days ago and destroyed Jingchuan with his own strength. He certainly couldn't recover in this short time, and it was normal not to catch his sword.
"Don't be hit hard, otherwise the little emperor will not be able to get around me." When Chen Qing was about to run to Jianshan, a pure sword idea rushed into the sky.
The whole Jianshan mountain flashed hundreds of millions of the brightest beams.
Martyrdom resounded!
Chen Qing was shocked, and suddenly retreated, and then looked at the top of the fast collapsing Jianshan mountain.
On the top of the summit, a black knight dressed body was sitting above, looking at the sky with a smile.
The broken Tarot sword in his hand couldn't stop trembling, and it seemed that he couldn't help it.
The next moment, when the whole Jianshan mountain completely collapsed, the sword fell, holding the Tarot sword, and cut down with an understated sword.
If nine days fall straight to the Milky way, the whole sky burst under this heavy pressure!
As if endless, but understated straight cut, the sky expanded thousands of miles, like the arrival of heaven!
Chen Qing, who stepped on the earth, looked up at this scene, and his right hand holding the real sword was slightly trembling.
That kind of magnificent sword to the extreme is the sword he most desires, and it is also the most incredible sword that makes him today.
It turned out that besides that one, there are people who can practice Kendo to such a terrible and ancient level!
Chen Qing's eyes flashed a touch of excitement. The realm that had been suppressed was also unconsciously climbing to the peak again.
He has made up his mind to use his peak state to collide and comprehend that sword, so as to make up for his own Kendo!
The extreme strength of terror made Chen Qing's breath climb to an impossible level. It seemed that even the whirling ancestor who was about to break through Yan Xian was not his opponent.
The real sword in his hand sent out a red light and pointed high into the sky!
The world is prosperous!