supreme heaven

() The huge bronze tripod behind Long Ruo reappeared, and under his feet, there was a magic circle that was constantly rotating. There were mountains, rivers, and even cities on it, and there were people, and there was a steady stream of power Gathered into the cauldron along the magic circle, and passed into Long Ruo's body.

As if feeling the filling of energy in his body, Long Ruo raised the dragon-slaying sword and shouted loudly: "Slaying dragons and seven kills, the supreme mystery, the six paths of absolute dragons!" Before the words fell, Long Ruo's figure suddenly disappeared , and then countless figures swung their swords at Qin Guyue from all directions and corners!

Those figures seem to be nothing, but there is not a single sword that is not vicious and vicious, and there is not a single sword that is not aimed at the vitals. Each of the thousands of figures is the incarnation of Long Ruo, and it can be said that it is the incarnation of the ancestor of Juelong. With the long sword in his hand, wipe out all the dragons within the six realms!

Qin Guyue, who was besieged by them at this time, was attacked by countless Long Ruo at the same time, as if the whole world was an enemy, and she was deeply trapped in the cycle of six realms, unable to extricate herself.

This sword is the essence of the ancestor Juelong's life!

But the young swordsman who was besieged by thousands of figures remained motionless like an ancient sacred mountain, just monotonously and somewhat tediously blocking, side-slashing, and swinging his sword... but he was able to block the deadliest sword every time mango.The duel between the two finally no longer fell into an awkward confrontation where both sides used the same sword moves as before.

What Qin Guyue did at that time was just to fight against Long Ruo's arrogance, but she didn't really hope that Long Ruo could be defeated with the first six moves of the real Dragon Seven Styles, which was a replica of Dragon Slaying Seven Kills.But at this moment, his state of mind was different again. With the rapid rotation of Changhe Samsara's soldier's heart, he was able to dismantle countless sword moves that seemed to be continuously stabbing out from the endless void , but also with ease!

This kind of wonderful state of mind, which is slow and fast, actually made Qin Guyue gradually have a feeling of being in a state of concentration, and even reached the state of being unable to be without thoughts that he had only achieved when the six-clawed snake was sacrificed.All fancy moves will eventually be reduced to simplicity, and all swift moves will eventually become slow!

This is a kind of sword intent that is completely different from the way of the sword known to Qin Guyue, and it is a concept that runs counter to the consensus that only speed can not be broken.

No matter how fast you are, you still have to bear the block of my sword, no matter how slow I am, you still have to fight with me with your sword!

In a trance, Qin Guyue seemed to realize something again amidst the sound of "clank, clank, clank" coming from her ears, the continuous sound of blades intersecting with each other.

"Hmph, this young master mainly stands on the ground, and you can gain power through the Saji tripod. The breath is endless. This young master wants to see how long you can last!" Long Ruo's voice came from several ghosts in the sky. The place came at the same time, apparently they had made up their minds and were ready to abandon all tricks and consume Qin Guyue to death with endless phantoms!

However, at this moment, Qin Guyue's Qianqiu Sword did not return the sword after blocking a ray of light, but slowly drew it out.

That sword seems extremely sharp, but in fact there is no trick at all. That sword is extremely slow, but extremely fast. Every second seems to pierce through countless times and spaces, and every second seems to be frozen. It will almost turn into eternity!

This is an amazing sword!

Even Qin Guyue's thinking about swordsmanship at this time has already broken through the sword spirit of Qianqiujian's understanding of the swordsmanship of Fleeing Years and Thousand Years and Passing Water!Reached a state that perhaps no one has ever felt before!

"Long Ruo, I really want to thank you. Without your Six Paths Absolute Dragon, I wouldn't feel the true meaning of this sword!" Qin Guyue's voice followed the slow advance of the sword, and continued: "Now, I Let me show you the truly terrifying place of the Seventh Form of the True Dragon! This is the secret of my Seventh Form of the True Dragon!"

"One sword breaks all spells! There is no limit in the void, and the dragon roars to the nine heavens!"

This is a completely different way of swordsmanship from the ancestor of Juelong, but Qin Guyue's sword has no sword light to block it, so it broke through many clones and obstacles, and distinguished tens of thousands of swords without any tricks. The clone hit Long Ruo's body!

"How is it possible! How could you, a waste, hurt me!" Long Ruo subconsciously blocked with his sword back, and his whole body was thrown flying by the sword, and his voice suddenly howled with rage.

"Today I will call you the word 'trash', and you will never be able to say it!" Qin Guyue threw the Qianqiu sword in her hand to the ground, sank three inches into the ground, but freed her hands and pointed at it. The flying Long Ruo said coldly: "What you have, I have all, but I am not like you, I will show you my background! Now you can rest in peace!"

Qin Guyue raised both hands, and suddenly clenched his fists, his left and right hands changed like lightning, and the shadows of fists followed each other like shadows, entangled with the swing of his arms.

This boxing technique was born out of unknown ancient ruins. This boxing technique can almost attract the worship of all dynasties, and the bow of all nations. Only this one move can suppress the ancients and control all the techniques!

Between heaven and earth, there is only one punch!

Heaven and earth, I am the only one!

"Surrender! The supreme fist, the king of all kings!" Qin Guyue's fists have become the focus of everyone's attention. When this fist is swung, countless shadows of fists suddenly follow.

The sound of fists hitting the broken leather suddenly came out in the midair, continuous and continuous, almost like raindrops falling on the eaves, continuous, and like blowing a horn, the lingering sound continued.

The Dragon Slaying Sword fell straight from mid-air, and fell to the ground with a "clang".

Then a figure was exploded by the last punch, flew out backwards, turned his back to the sky, and fell heavily to the ground. A clear crack suddenly appeared in the middle of the Sheji cauldron behind him, and then the ground under his feet The entire magic circle is also like a cracked ground, both of which quickly disintegrated, and finally turned into dust and returned to dust.

At this time, Long Ruo didn't have the arrogance just now, the golden robe was already stained with blood, and he was also soaked in blood, his tendons were broken and his bones were broken, he was dying.

"You...you...you ruined...my martial arts!" He murmured with emptiness in his eyes, as if he was already dead.

At this time, all the talents woke up like a dream. When they realized that the victory and defeat had been divided, everyone present, whether it was from the Qin family, from the Qian family, from the Tang family, or even from the Xu family, all cheered.

Xu Shu looked at Qin Guyue in front of him, but frowned. Now that Long Ruo was half dead and his martial arts were useless, it was time to consider the relationship with the Qin family.But just now he was a fool on the wall, and now he is going to betray the Qin family, and he will inevitably be brutally slaughtered by Qin Guyue.

At this time, the middle-aged Taoist behind Xu Shu said in a ignorant, dreamlike tone: "My God, this young master of the Qin family has also received an inheritance from an old ancestor. Look at that punch. That punch is the supreme fist, the king of all kings... he, he inherited the inheritance of the ancestor of Wan Bing!"

After a long time, the man in black next to Tang Jiu twirled his temples and muttered, "No wonder, no wonder he can defeat Long Ruo who has inherited the mantle of Jue Long Patriarch!"