At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 198 Duel with the Old Sword God

so horrible.

The delicate body of Concubine Qingzhou was trembling slightly, her gorgeous long skirt clung to her body, swaying slightly as her mood went up and down.

But at this moment.

But no one appreciated this wonderful scene.

Everyone's eyes and attention were focused on the confrontation between the two terrifying powerful men outside Qingzhou City.

He was considered to be the most powerful Marquis of Xiliang in the world today, and had defeated the military god of Northern Wei head-on.

One is the old sword god who dominated the world and was firmly number one in swordsmanship sixty years ago.

This kind of confrontation.

It hasn't appeared in decades.

The Qingzhou Marquis's wife clasped her hands tightly within her sleeves, her palms secretly sweating.

"We'll know if it's enough only after we fight."

The one-armed old man was proud.

"laugh"

Hearing this, the man shook his head, took a step forward, his white robe fluttering, and crossed the void. He stretched out his white right hand and suppressed the one-armed old man.

"Should we start?"

Yuwen Yulou, Xiaoyue'er, and Shen Pei all held their breath, not wanting to miss a single moment.

This fight between the top figures in the world is a rare opportunity for them. If they can gain some insights from it, they will benefit greatly.

"Boy, you're a little crazy."

The old Sword God narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling somewhat unhappy in his heart. He knew that this Xiliang Marquis was terribly powerful.

But he rushed towards him with his bare hands, which made the one-armed old man feel a little embarrassed.

"buzzing"

The Sekong Sword vibrated, and as it slashed out, violent sword energy covered the sky and the earth. In front of the old man, the wind and snow split in the middle.

The entire sky and earth were split apart from Shang downwards, and even the dark clouds covering the sky above Qingzhou City were split in the middle.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands forcibly pried this world apart.

The sword energy was invisible and its edge was infinite; the one-armed old sword god used all his strength to carry out this sword.

The wind was howling, sand and rocks were flying, and sword energy was bursting out and blowing towards us.

Facing the sword, Xiao Han did not retreat even a single step. Instead, he continued to stride forward and stretched out his hands. His five white fingers were not much inferior to those of the woman.

But it is such a pair of hands that are the nightmare of countless Northern Wei people, and even more so the nightmare of countless Northern Wei warriors.

With ten fingers inserted into the void, his burly body rushed forward, and the thirteenth level of the Nine Yang Divine Art was activated.

The blood in his body boiled, and a powerful protective qi burst out. The sword energy slashed on it, but only caused a few ripples.

Not to mention hurting Xiao Han, he couldn't even make him retreat half a step. He clasped his hands together and shattered the invisible sword energy.

His right hand stretched out and rose toward the sky, with the power to cover the sky and block out the sun. The ground was cracked and dense cracks spread in all directions.

The falling snow and wind were like the collapse of heaven and earth, the topsy-turvy sky and the trembling void, making a sharp explosion.

Within thousands of feet, the wind and snow were roaring, and countless wind and snow were gathering from all directions.

The towering Qingzhou City behind him kept shaking, and fine cracks appeared on the city walls.

Countless soldiers were trembling in the wind and snow, with horrified looks on their faces, and they could hardly hold the swords and guns in their hands.

"hiss"

The face of Qingzhou Hou twitched and he could not help but gasp. The guards on both sides of him gathered around him and protected him behind them to block the roaring snow.

"sing"

In the wind and snow, there was a faint sound of a dragon's roar echoing, deafening, and five fingers pressed down.

The force visible to the naked eye fell, and the hunchbacked one-armed old man straightened his body. He even heard a slight groaning from the bones in his body.

“It’s really amazing.”

The old man muttered to himself, his eyes wide open, and stepped forward to face the strong wind and snow.

Two huge snow dragons rushed out from it, rushed towards her, and opened their bloody mouths.

"Raise your hand to turn the world upside down, and lower your palm to change yin and yang."

"Marquis Xiliang's palm skills are indeed very advanced."

The one-armed old man said, "It just so happens that I have two green snakes in my sleeves, so I can tease the Marquis's big snow dragon." "Buzz buzz buzz"

The iron sword vibrated, and he raised his hand and slashed with the sword. The sword energy turned into a snake and flew towards the two giant snow dragons.

The green snake with two sleeves is very courageous.

He rolled up the long sword, embracing the heavy snow behind him, and stabbed out with the sword, heading straight for the man in white robe.

"boom"

The sword and the palm confronted each other in the air, two gusts of wind and snow roared, and tiny purple lightning appeared in the void, but it lasted less than half a breath before being submerged by the wind and snow.

"Rumble"

"Rumble"

Above Qingzhou City.

The originally sparse snow suddenly swelled up, splashing and piling up layer upon layer, covering the sky and the ground, making it impossible to see clearly between the sky and the ground.

Dark clouds rolled, thunder struck suddenly, huge electric snakes appeared in the sky thousands of feet high, thunder roared, and the earth and sky trembled.

Dark clouds gathered from all directions, but were torn apart by the aftermath of the fight between the two men under the Qingzhou city, forming a crack thousands of feet wide that connected the sky to the ground.

A faint sunlight fell from it and spread onto the earth, making it hazy and dreamy.

Xiao Han and the one-armed old man were three feet apart, but it seemed like an insurmountable chasm. He held the air with five fingers, palm power spread, and the Color and Void Sword vibrated.

Strands of sword energy stuck to his protective qi, tearing through the wind and snow, and slashing at the Qingzhou city wall behind him.

"boom"

The hard blue bricks shattered, leaving behind a sword mark several feet long and several feet deep.

In the blink of an eye.

The second mark appeared on the city wall, then the third, the fourth, and the fifth. More and more sword energy slashed on the Qingzhou city wall.

The face of the Qingzhou Marquis became darker and darker.

"Kakakaka."

Under the city of Qingzhou.

The man in the white robe raised his eyebrows, his robe fluttered, rustling, and his palm prints roared.

"town"

As soon as he spoke, his right hand pressed down, dragging the wind and snow from the sky and earth, as if he was holding up a thousand-foot mountain, and visible cracks appeared in the void.

The palm print fell, the sky, earth and mountains fell together, the sword energy shattered, and the one-armed old man's celestial realm aura was crumbling.

"boom"

The green snakes in his sleeves were swallowed by the snow dragon. Dashou pushed his palm sideways with overwhelming force and rushed two feet in front of the one-armed old man.

"boom"

The palm of his hand touched the tip of the Sekong Sword.

This sacred weapon of Shadow Mountain, the sect master's token, seemed as fragile as a rag under Xiao Han's fair palm.

The palm print retreated, and the ancient sword collapsed inch by inch, until only the bare hilts were left.

"Colorful Void Sword."

"It just broke like that?"

"how is this possible?"

Liu Xuanxuan’s pretty face turned pale and she couldn’t help but speak.

However, no one paid attention to her words.

The long sword was destroyed, and the one-armed old man pinched the sword finger, using the finger to represent the sword, and pointed the finger towards the palm of the man in white robe.

In one move, the violent palm force and sword energy collided, and the one-armed old man flew backwards. He was in mid-air with a slightly horrified look on his face. He stepped on the void and stabilized his body.

"How come this kid's palm power is so strong?"

He smacked his lips secretly.

"The flying dragon is in the sky."

Before he landed on the ground, Xiao Han attacked again. He spread out his hands, grabbed the wind and snow, then put his hands together and pushed out horizontally.

The palm power turned into a dragon, rising into the sky, wrapped in snow. The heaven and earth trembled. The wind and snow dragon spanned half of the sky and went towards the old sword god.

(End of this chapter)