All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

There are five realms for ordinary practitioners in the world.

First acquaintance, perception, no confusion, dongxuan, knowing fate.

Liu Yi's youth, Ji Qingwen, has already reached the upper realm of Dongxuan, which can indeed be described as a genius.

He's always been proud, and he should be, too.But the eldest brother Liu Bai said that he is not Yuliancheng's opponent, and that he may be defeated even by waving his sleeves, so he must not be Yuliancheng's opponent.

But even in the face of such a powerful enemy, his emotions did not fluctuate much.

Because his most respected elder brother also told him that no matter what kind of enemy you face, all you need to do is draw your sword out of its sheath and stab it into the opponent's body.

So, Liu Yiqing seemed to do this.

Draw the sword and stab out.

Different from the sword control techniques of other sects in the world, Jiange disciples always hold the sword in their hands, and they don't need to rely on the control of the heaven and earth vitality at all, they can directly condense the heaven and earth vitality around the sword.

When the sword was thrust out, Liu Yiqing's lifetime cultivation was poured into it.

The air in front of the sword tip suddenly collapsed, as if the surrounding space collapsed layer by layer.The vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth was driven by this sword, and poured into it like a tide, making the power of this sword to a higher level, as fast as wind and thunder, and like a volcano about to erupt.Once it stabs the opponent, it will burst out with indescribable power.

A simple sword, nothing fancy.

But even Prince Longqing of the Judgment Department can only avoid the edge for the time being, risking the cost of injury to find the last chance of life and death.

It's just that the sword light hadn't fallen yet, but Liu Yiqing suddenly found that Yu Liancheng had disappeared.

This wasn't a real disappearance. The black figure was still in front of him. He could see the other person clearly, but he couldn't sense it. It felt like there was only the word "empty".

Empty means nothing, means non-existence.

Therefore, even though he saw the opponent right in front of him, Liu Yiqing's sword couldn't help but falter.

It was this stagnation that stained the sword, which was originally startling like a storm, with a trace of dust, dust that shouldn't have been there.

Yu Liancheng's gaze was fixed, and his gaze also seemed to have weight, especially when it fell on the place where Liu Yiqing's sword turned around.

The power originally condensed on the sword suddenly erupted like a raging volcano, blasting the sword apart, splashing pieces of iron, and Liu Yiqing was also shocked by the shock, his face was pale, a fishy sweetness overflowed from his throat, he staggered back, In the end, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Liu Yiqing, lost.

Perhaps even Liu Bai, the sword sage, could not have imagined that his younger brother would lose so miserably and so easily.

Liu Bai glanced at Liu Yiqing who was slumped to the end, and sighed: "Actually, I deliberately let you fight this person, because your progress is too fast and you are too proud. But I was wrong, you are not too proud, but not enough." Proud. Because a truly proud swordsman will never disbelieve in his own sword and his own eyes."

Liu Yiqing kept coughing up blood, and his face became paler.

Although he was not Yu Liancheng's opponent, the two sides had to fight anyway.

But now, he was defeated by the other party's gaze. This kind of humiliation, the original physical injury was even more unbearable.

Yu Liancheng stood with his hands behind his back and said with a smile, "Young man, it's a good thing to lose a game or two once in a while."

"It's indeed a good thing." Liu Bai nodded: "At least he won't be impatient in the future."

Yu Liancheng smiled and said, "It's a good thing if you lose."

Liu Bai's expression became more and more serious, and his eyes looked at Yu Liancheng, sharp as a sword, and seemed to be shining with the light of a peerless sword that would last for thousands of years.

"When I first got to know the Yellow River, I saw the Yellow River. The power of thought is the strongest in the world. Later, I realized the sword intent of the river by the river. The sword intent is like a river. The surging river destroys everything. Although I am not in the fifth realm, I am far superior to those in the five realms. All the people above, if there is a threshold above the five realms, if you cut it off completely, you will be able to cut it even if you are immeasurable."

"I once fought against Yan Se, the number one talisman master in the world. I broke half of his eyebrows, and he was seriously injured by me. In this world, no one can make me bow my head except Master."

While speaking, Liu Bai stretched out his wide sleeve with his right hand and grasped the hilt of the sword, the ancient sword at his waist remained silent.

His palms are thick and his fingers are slender, which is most suitable for holding a sword. He holds the sword hilt tightly, without a single gap, and they are perfectly combined, as if only the hand and the sword hilt are connected together.

The ancient sword in the sheath sensed the master's fighting intent, and made a buzzing sound, as if it was joyful.

When Liu Bai held the hilt of the sword, his whole body seemed to be integrated with the sword, and the sword became one, and the two could no longer be separated from each other, only the mighty sword intent gushed out, straight to the sky.

Liu Yiqing, who finally stopped coughing up blood, heard Liu Bai talking about his past honors, and already understood that his elder brother was not sure about this battle, otherwise there was no need to use words to try to shake the opponent's confidence.

And seeing her elder brother holding his hand on the hilt of the sword, Liu Yiqing frowned even tighter.

Because everyone in the world knows that Sword Saint Liu Bai almost never makes the first move.

Once he makes a move, it proves that the opponent is about to lose.

And with Liu Bai's temperament, he would only use his sword to determine the outcome after he had seen the opponent's cultivation base and attainments.

But now, he grasped the sword for the first time.

Does this prove that if the opponent makes the first move, then Sword Saint Liu Bai will have no chance to make a move?

"My sword is like a big river, please give it a try."

Liu Bai has already pulled out that rusty ancient sword, as if it has gone through countless years, it is even inferior to ordinary swords.

Yu Liancheng thought for a while, picked a rose flower that could be seen at hand, and said with a slight smile, "Please."

Liu Bai wasn't angry because Yu Liancheng used flowers as swords, he just walked up to Yu Liancheng, raised his rusty sword, and stabbed at Yu Liancheng.

Without any momentum.

An ordinary sword.

But this is the sword of the sword master Liu Bai, and it is destined to be extraordinary.

The moment the sword stabbed out, the mottled rust marks disappeared in an instant, and the body of the sword suddenly brightened with brilliance, as if even the big sun hanging on the sky had dimmed at this moment, losing all its colors.All the light in the sky and the world is gathered on this sword, but this light is not dazzling, but it will make people intoxicated.

Whoa!
Under the reflection of this sword light, both Yu Liancheng and Liu Yiqing saw a torrential river with a boundless torrent.

This big river started from the wilderness. It was originally a trickle, but stubbornly broke through the clusters of peaks, flowed through the fertile soil and the virgin forest with abundant rain, and received countless tributaries of rainwater. It did not know when it turned into a big river.Due to the silt from the south, the river was dyed a turbid yellow color, but the momentum became more majestic.

At this time, the big river was surging, and the angry waves rushed towards Yu Liancheng.

Liu Bai first felt that Qihai was a big river, and he had also comprehended the sword intent of the big river by the side of the big river.

Therefore, as soon as he drew his sword, he turned into a torrential river, and all those who stood in front of the torrent would only have their bones washed away by the continuous, turbulent river.

There are already many masters who have used their lives to prove the strength of Juggernaut Liu Bai.

Yu Liancheng raised his eyebrows slightly, he became interested in this sword.

Da He is unstoppable, even he feels a little tricky.

However, since it cannot be blocked, then there is no need to block it.

Yu Liancheng finally made a move.

The pale pink rose flowers protruded forward, and a powerful aura filled them.

A little forward, and another delicate half-arc to the right, before the great river washed him away.

His shots were so clever that Liu Yiqing couldn't understand the mystery at all.

Boom!

The next moment, there was a huge roar from the entire Rose Garden.

The wall on the right side of the attic seemed to have been hit by a typhoon at close range and shattered.This power was still unabated, and several adjacent rooms were smashed into pieces, and there were continuous explosions.Originally, the guests of Rose Garden escaped in embarrassment, and there were also many monks among them, but they also showed horror and trembled all over.

With such an earth-shattering sword, their weak cultivation base is as weak as a three-year-old child.

Liu Bai's complexion changed slightly, and the sword in his palm stabbed out again.

The sky seemed to have been pierced with a hole, and the turbid yellow river water fell from the sky, falling like a waterfall.

The torrential river has no other breath, it is vast and surging, rushing towards Yulian City again.

This time, Yu Liancheng still poked out the pale pink rose flowers and drew a slight half arc, but this time the half arc melted to the left.

So, amidst the sound of "booming", it seemed that an extremely violent hurricane blew up on the left side of the attic, and there were countless screams.

Liu Yiqing's frown deepened.

He still didn't understand.

Yu Liancheng glanced at Liu Yiqing, he had a little affection for this young swordsman, and said four words with a smile: "It's better to block than to block."

Liu Yiqing seemed to understand but not understand.

But Liu Bai already understood.

His sword is the sword of the great river, like a surging river, unstoppable.

And this is like treating a river problem. It is better to clear the river than to block it. It is naturally much easier to dredge the river and guide it in other directions than to be blocked in front of the big river.

Before the great river was about to submerge this person, this person dug a channel ahead of time to lure his Great River Sword Intent away.Even if there was residual sword intent, there was not much left, and it was impossible to shake the opponent's figure at all.

Liu Bai took a deep breath.

Such a miraculous method, even in today's world, only beings like Guanzhu and Master can do it.

He was not discouraged, but became more excited, and the sword in his hand struck out again.There was a sharp piercing sound, and streaks of sword light pierced out, densely covering the void.

Rumble!
The next moment, there was a huge echo of the torrent between the heaven and the earth, as if rivers poured down from the sky, turning into a torrent, trying to turn this world into a flood country.

At this moment, Liu Bai stabbed ninety-nine and eighty-one swords.

Jiujiu 81 swords are Jiujiu 81 rivers.

Every big river can take away countless lives. When ninety-nine 81 big rivers merge into one, it has the terrifying power to pull mountains and cities, and destroy heaven and earth.

"Gu Dong", Liu Yiqing couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.Even though he was standing behind Liu Bai, he still had the feeling of being in a raging river, as if he might be crushed into pieces at any moment, leaving no bones left.

Liu Bai's face was slightly pale, but his eyes still shone like a cold light.

He really wanted to see if Yulian City would be diverted away by these ninety-nine 81 rivers.

And even if most of Dahe's sword intent can be drawn away, as long as there is a little bit left, its power will not be inferior to the previous two swords.

The truth is, Yu Liancheng can.

This sword intent can be drawn away.

What he cultivated was not mind power, but martial arts.

His use of strength, moves, and true energy has reached its peak.

What's more, he has also learned a lot of martial arts similar to Yi Hua Jie Yu, which uses strength to fight.

But this time Yu Liancheng didn't use a soft rose flower, because it was difficult for rose flowers to withstand ninety-nine or eighty Dahe Sword Intents.

He put down the rose flower, and stretched out a hand, a slender hand like jade, and a hand full of magic.

At the moment when the five fingers of this hand are spread, it seems that a dam with a height of tens of thousands of meters has risen from the ground, and no matter how the river water hits it, it will not be able to break the dam.Lifting the palm upwards, Dahe's Sword Intent was raised accordingly.Another turn and a turn, Dahe Sword Intent unexpectedly turned and turned accordingly.

Yu Liancheng let the turbulent ninety-nine and 81 Dahe sword intents all bombard Liu Bai in a wonderful way.

Although Liu Bai thought that Yu Liancheng might be able to dissolve the 81 Dahe Sword Intents, he never imagined that the opponent could make the Dahe Sword Intents turn back against his master.

Rarely, Liu Bai became a little flustered, he is human after all, he has seven emotions and six desires after all.

Immediately, the panic disappeared, only endless dignity and chill.

The next moment, the sword was drawn.

The endless sword intent of the river emerged.

Face Dahe Sword Intent with Dahe Sword Intent.

Huge roaring sounds continued to resound throughout the attic, as if countless rivers collided together.

The vitality of heaven and earth also became extremely violent, and with the tyrannical energy vented around, it swept around like a hurricane.

When it calmed down again, the attic with two walls pierced finally collapsed, and smoke and dust flew up.

The ground was fragmented, as if thousands of bombs had been bombarded continuously.

When the smoke cleared, Liu Bai could be seen still standing.

He stood on the broken ground, his clothes were stained with blood, and his whole body trembled slightly, as if he might fall down at any time.

But his back was still straight, like a divine sword that would never bend.

"Big brother, big brother, how are you..." Liu Yiqing hurried forward, panicked, even forgetting to hide her identity.

Liu Bai waved his hands weakly, and looked at Yu Liancheng with tired eyes: "You are very strong, but I want to see your sword more."

Yu Liancheng smiled slightly, but pointed like a sword, and swiped upwards with his fingers.

Liu Yiqing didn't know why.

Liu Bai looked up at the sky, with a dazed expression, showing disbelief.

Liu Yiqing looked up to the sky, and at some point, a long and narrow sword mark appeared on the sky. The white clouds in the sky seemed to be cut open, and the sword mark stretched across it, which could not dissipate for a long time.

Liu Bai said shyly, "You, you are not from the Demon Sect."

Yu Liancheng smiled and said, "Oh?"

Liu Bai said: "If the Demon Sect had a master like you, it would be another academy."

Yu Liancheng chuckled: "If you absorb the vitality of heaven and earth in your body, you are possessed by a demon, and you are a member of the Demon Sect. Then I am indeed a member of the Demon Sect."

Liu Bai was silent for a while: "What kind of sword technique is that?"

Yu Liancheng chuckled: "You want to learn? I'll teach you."

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