Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Chapter 235 Chapter 235
It seems that Tianqingzong is determined to be promoted to the Dipin Xianmen.I don't know what method they used, but they actually persuaded several great earth-grade immortal sects to let Feng Tianmo learn the earth-grade sword skills early.

Apart from emotion, everyone looked at Lu Qingli with sympathy.

Even if they hold a real sword, so what, other people are strong in the late stage of Jindan, and looking at the solid golden sword light, it is obviously the Golden Spirit Vein known as the capital of perfect sword cultivation, not only holding the ancestral treasure of the Tianqing Sect The Tianqing sword has also learned the earth-grade sword skills!

It's a loser, Lu Qingli is a loser!

If you admit defeat early, maybe you can save some face. If you insist on holding on, let alone face, you may even lose your life.

In the auditorium, Xiao Huai'an could not see the slightest excitement on his face. He was so frightened by Feng Tianmo's Jindan late stage cultivation base and this level of sword skills that his face turned ashen, and even when he heard about it, his expression suddenly changed.

It's a long story, but it's actually just a quick change of mind.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the mighty sword of Jiuzhou had already reached the top of Lu Qingli's head.

"Acknowledge..." Wenren Chuchen didn't dare to think too much, and stood up abruptly and shouted.

Just at this moment, a gust of wind blew across the competition stage, and five ghost figures rushed towards Feng Tianmo from all directions with their teeth and claws open.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!" Immediately afterwards, the five ghosts exploded, and the power of the talisman turned into five thunderbolts, which fell on Feng Tianmo's head.

Such a magic talisman, of course, can't hurt a late Jindan player.

Feng Tianmo ignored him and let five dark thunders explode above his head.

Sure enough, the protective energy outside his body was rippling like water waves, and he was not injured at all.However, as the qi of the protective body vibrated, the true energy in his body still stagnated slightly, and the hand holding the sword also paused slightly.

There was a gleam in Lu Qingli's eyes.

It may be difficult for others to discover Feng Tianmo's momentary sluggishness, but they can't hide her powerful spiritual sense in the Mahayana realm.

And this is exactly what she needs, she doesn't expect to defeat the mighty Jindan late stage powerhouse with a mere five ghosts and thunder talisman-for the former Lige Xianjun, the Jindan late stage is nothing more than an ant, but For Lu Qingli in the early days of Xuanzhen, she is really the strongest among the strong.

Without any hesitation, Wangyoujian made a lightning strike.

Any sword skill has weaknesses, let alone the "Sword Lin Jiuzhou" which is only an earth-grade sword skill.The biggest weakness of this sword technique is that it changes too much and is too complicated. Once it is interrupted at the critical moment of the sword's change, it will no longer be able to exert its power at all.

Of course, once Jian Lin Jiuzhou is cast, it will flow smoothly, and it is not so easy to interrupt it at a critical moment.

At least none of the immortal elders present could do it, but unfortunately, Lu Qingli happened to be able to do it.

"Ding!" With a soft sound, the Wangyou Sword pierced the dazzling golden edge of the Tianqing Sword with lightning speed.

In normal times, Feng Tianmo would have been able to send Lu Qingli flying just by relying on the powerful real energy in the later stage of Jindan, but at this moment, he was at the moment when the real energy in his body stagnated.Not only failed to shake Lu Qingli away, but the sword edge was slightly moved away by her.

The half-point distance was so imperceptible that no one in the room could even see it, but Feng Tianmo felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

With just this half-point of movement, the thousands of changes behind him can no longer be used.This feeling is like holding back all the strength, but there is nothing in front of your eyes, and there is nothingness under your feet, and there is nowhere to vent.

(End of this chapter)