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

Chapter 313 Peach Blossom Sword God's Evaluation of Qingyao
However, he did not fear the fight. He stood on the stone platform with both feet, his white skirt fluttering, his long hair floating, the long sword in his hand vibrating, he loosened his five fingers, waved his white hand, the long sword hummed, turned into a stream of light, and went towards the sloppy man.

Just like before, the Qingfeng Sword suddenly stopped a few feet away from the Peach Blossom Sword God, as if it was stuck in a quagmire. Even though the sword was buzzing, it could not break free from the invisible restraints.

"out."

Qingyao's shoulders trembled, and she let out a delicate cry. The sword box on her back soared into the sky, and then fell in front of her. The five fingers of her right hand were placed on the box, and the internal force in her palm was injected into the sword box. The sword inside vibrated and emitted a series of high-pitched sword sounds.

This is the flying-line sword-controlling technique that Qingyao discovered after studying the thousands of sword manuals in the Modao Hall.

Although it is just a start-up, it already has the prototype of a peerless sword move, the Vajra Finger Mysterious Realm, which is almost invincible.

Even if he encounters an ordinary Grandmaster of the Celestial Realm, he can still fight. Even if he is unable to defeat him, he can still retreat safely.

Unfortunately, her opponent today is the Peach Blossom Sword God, known to be the most powerful swordsman in the world.

The sword box opened, and three two-foot-long Qingshuang swords flew out of it, soaring into the sky, rolling up surging sword energy, like a dragon, and heading towards the sloppy man.

Each sword is exactly two feet long, with a narrow and long blade. They are magical weapons forged by many skilled craftsmen in the Xiliang Ordnance Department. After being sharpened by Xiao Han with sword energy, these green swords are extremely sharp and can cut hair.

The sword light emitted by the three magic swords even tore through the night sky. Even the light of thunder and lightning blooming between heaven and earth was suppressed by the sword light.

However, these three magic swords still failed to break through the sloppy man's defense. He just stood there, allowing the sword dragon to open its bloody mouth, and then he destroyed it with a casual sword finger.

"cut."

Qingyao's pretty face was indifferent, her eyes were like lightning, and she urged with her five fingers, and two more magic swords rushed out, activating the Flying Fairy Sword Technique, and merged with the previous four magic swords, transforming into sword dragons, straddling the stone platform, baring their fangs and claws, and heading towards the Peach Blossom Sword God.

"Rumble"

"Rumble"

Thunderbolts fell and exploded all around the academy. The sword energy dragon shattered, the storm dissipated, and two-foot-long Qingshuang swords flew out and stuck in the ground. The sloppy man walked out of the rolling sword energy, strolling leisurely. Not to mention being injured, even the corners of his clothes were not damaged at all.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

The Peach Blossom Sword God was a little curious.

"Flying Immortal Sword Technique."

Qingyao opened her red skirt slightly, and then added: "I created it myself."

“Very clever.”

The sloppy man commented: "The girl was born with a sword body, read widely, and took an ancient swordsman as her teacher. She has already begun to show the bearing of a grandmaster. Within three years, she will surely become a grandmaster of swordsmanship."

"Given time, it may not be impossible for me to become the strongest swordsman in the world."

numb.

The people around were completely numb.

In less than an hour, this Peach Blossom Sword God commented on two peerless geniuses and sword wizards.

One is Wuming, the other is Qingyao, and their comments are surprisingly consistent, both have the hope of becoming the strongest swordsman in the world.

If someone else said this, they would have been scolded for talking nonsense.

"Husband, Sister Qingyao is not feeling well."

In the stands, Ning Xi was a little nervous. Her fair hands tightly grasped his arm, and her eyes were fixed on the stone platform.

"The Celestial Realm is already Qingyao's limit."

Shen Pei's face was grim, "It is almost impossible to defeat the Peach Blossom Sword God."

Xiao Han looked calm and chuckled, "Since Qingyao wants the position of Sword Palace Master, I will give it to her." After that, he kept silent, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the next moment, Qingyao's delicate body on the stone platform stiffened slightly.

Then, a familiar voice appeared in her mind.

"Qing Yao."

"it's me."

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Qingyao's mind was puzzled: "How did you appear in my body?"

Xiao Han: "..."

However, he still patiently explained: "I will use a little of my mind to enter your sea of ​​consciousness. Don't be afraid, relax, and give me control of your body."

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, a beam of golden light descended and split the chaos. The golden light gathered together and turned into Xiao Han's appearance.

Qingyao's mind also appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness. She stuck out her tongue playfully, then sat cross-legged and handed over control of her body.

"Born with a sword body."

In an instant, Xiao Han's mind took control of her sea of ​​consciousness, and then took control of Qingyao's entire body.

Feeling the power flowing in his body, he curled his lips: "It's still a little too weak."

"But it should be enough to defeat him."

He only had a trace of his mind in control of Qingyao's body, and all he could display was his realm and martial arts, and he couldn't even use the Six Yuan True Skill.

This was because Qingyao did not have the original internal force of the Six Yuan True Art in her body, and Qingyao's internal force cultivation was far superior to Xiao Han's, the difference was like heaven and earth.

Therefore, through Qingyao's physique, his true strength cannot be fully exerted. At most, only three things can be accomplished, but it is enough.

On the stone platform, Qingyao's eyes suddenly became extremely empty, as if she had lost her soul. However, after a moment, the emptiness disappeared, and a terrifying sharpness bloomed in her eyes.

She is still her.

Just at this moment.

The person who controls this body is no longer Qingyao, but Xiao Han.

On the throne in the Taoist Palace, the young Taoist from Wudang saw this scene and felt the changes in Qingyao. He frowned at first, but he figured it out in an instant. He glanced at the calm King Xiliang and a wry smile appeared on his face.

The head of Wudang Mountain could sense Qingyao's changes, and the sloppy man could naturally feel it as well.

The corners of the Peach Blossom Sword God's mouth twitched, and two black lines appeared between his eyebrows. He secretly complained in his heart: "Xiao Han is not a human being."

To be honest, the sloppy man and Xiao Han did not have much hatred, and the dispute between Xiliang and Jizhou was someone else's family affair.

And in the end, Xiao Han did not kill the bloodline of the Xie family, and even Xie Xuanli, the Marquis of Zhenbei, was treated well.

Today, he came here for the first reason to join in the fun, and the second reason to vent his anger. After all, when they were fighting under the city of Qingzhou, the sloppy man felt that he was no match for him, and the third reason was to pass on a message for someone else.

As for the position of Sword Palace Master, it was completely insignificant to him. Who knew that Xiao Han was such a shameless guy.

Instead of taking action openly, he used Qingyao's hand to fight against him.

The Peach Blossom Sword God was also furious. If he lost to Xiao Han fairly, because he was inferior in skills, there would be nothing to say.

But if I lose to Qingyao, others won’t know and will think that I, the Sword God, am just a figurehead.

Although he is not well-known, as a swordsman, he is always a bit arrogant in his heart, but this arrogance is not usually revealed.

(End of this chapter)