Chapter 168: Liang Dao protects Bei Liang, Black Water appears in Kunlun

"Boom!"

Thunder exploded.

The vast thunderclouds had occupied the entire sky without anyone noticing.

Lightning flashed continuously, and the whole space seemed like doomsday.

Qi Lianhua's figure in the field has disappeared.

Together with the condensed sword light.

But what followed was a series of pictures that kept passing by.

The picture shows a man who is full of vigor and vitality.

Holding the blade in one hand, the whole person looks like a sword drawn from its sheath.

His whole body exudes a fierce and intimidating aura.

In each picture, the man's appearance is constantly changing, from a teenager at first to middle-aged later.

Age and body shape are changing, but the only thing that remains unchanged is the man's unique aura.

That is the intention of the sword.

It is obvious that the man in the picture is Qi Lianhua.

These pictures are exactly the first half of Qi Lianhua's life.

It was also the time when he was most ambitious.

From becoming famous at a young age to later fighting all over the world.

Until he became the recognized number one swordsman in Li Yang, and the leader of the thirteen swordsmen in the Spring and Autumn Period.

Of course, these are the pictures that appear at this time.

It’s not Qi Lianhua’s memory.

Rather, it is the sword spirit that he has accumulated over half his life.

Those pictures were actually extremely terrifying sword lights.

Just as Qi Lianhua himself said.

He is no longer the Daojia he used to be.

It's not about strength, but mentality.

Now he is willing to lie dormant in Beiliang and has long given up the desire to dominate the world.

Otherwise, after Gu Jiantang was born, with Qi Lianhua's style back then, it was impossible for him not to come out and compete with him.

Today's Qi Lianhua, just as he claims, is just a cold sword that protects Beiliang and Xu Fengnian.

The sword that the opponent swung in front of him was the spirit and vigor that Qi Lianhua had back then.

Just like the name of this sword, Daojia.

This is the sword that truly belongs to the sword armor.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The thunder rolled down like a flood, covering the sky and the earth.

At some point, Gao Changsheng's right hand had already grasped the long sword.

The sword intent rises, like a god or demon coming to the world.

The violent thunder roared out and surged forward.

Facing Qi Lianhua's sword that would burn his life.

Gao Changsheng did not retreat at all and showed the toughest attitude.

The sea of ​​thunder shook, and terrible whistling sounds were heard continuously.

From a distance, it looked as if the heaven and earth were enraged and were roaring angrily.

In the center of the sea of ​​thunder, a huge vortex slowly condensed.

It was as if the god of thunder above the nine heavens suddenly opened his eyes at this moment.

Thunderbolts thicker than mountains kept falling and crashing into the pictures.

The collision of thunder and images.

It might look a little weird.

But in fact, if there is a real master here, he will be able to discover it.

The lightning and images that collided in the air were actually terrifying sword lights.

In fact, the center at this time had already become a Jedi.

Endless sword energy crisscrossed.

Even if a powerful master approached casually, he would be torn into pieces in an instant by the sword energy.

"The thunder tears the sky and earth apart. The sword is good, but the man is even better."

An old man's laughter rolled out.

Qi Lianhua's figure reappeared.

His eyes slowly swept across the sword intent in the sky and the falling sword light, then turned to Gao Changsheng, and stayed behind him for a few breaths.

Compared to the rolling thunder in the sky and the collision of swords between the two people.

Gao Changsheng's surroundings were peaceful.

Especially behind the opponent.

Anyone who has a little knowledge of martial arts knows the sign of a grandmaster, which is the true body of the Dharma.

But now, there was not a trace of fluctuation of Dharma on Gao Changsheng's body.

Of course Qi Lianhua understood what this situation meant.

"Okay, take my second blow."

Qi Lianhua didn't hesitate at all and started shouting the first moment.

If someone is watching the game and sees this, they might be confused.

Qi Lianhua’s first strike had just been made.

That magnificent sword that embodies a lifetime's vigor can definitely be described as earth-shattering.

In fact, the collision of swords in the field was still continuing.

Gao Changsheng's seventh purple thunder sword is equally terrifying.

But judging from the situation at the moment, the collision between the two sword lights seemed to be evenly matched.

If anyone else were to come here, they probably wouldn't understand.

Why was Qi Lianhua so anxious that he couldn't wait to make the second strike before the first one was finished?

Of course, at this moment, there was no one around watching the fight.

Even if there was, it would not be able to influence the decision of the two people present.

The words fell.

A brilliant light suddenly emanated from Qi Lianhua's body.

All his spirit was gone, and his Dharma image was actively cut off.

However, Qi Lianhua's aura did not weaken at all, but became even more powerful and intimidating.

This is definitely pretty weird.

You should know that Dharmadhatu is the gathering of the intention and power of a great master. It is absolutely not an exaggeration to describe it as fundamental.

Any grandmaster would inevitably suffer a serious blow if his Dharma image was broken.

But the Qi Lianhua in front of him was clearly beyond common sense.

But if someone looks carefully, they might find it.

At this time Qi Lianhua's momentum was still undiminished.

But his appearance had changed drastically.

Although Qi Lianhua originally looked like an old man, there were only a few white strands of hair on his head.

At this time, the hair on his head was already as white as snow.

Wrinkles appeared on his face that were visible to the naked eye.

These changes have revealed a lot.

"Boom, boom, boom."

A deafening sound echoed in the air.

On one side, there was the sound of explosion caused by the collision of swords from both sides.

On the other side, it came from above Qi Lianhua’s head.

At this moment, above him, the snowstorm that had originally dissipated appeared again.

A huge ball of fog suddenly appeared, almost occupying half of the sky.

The next second, the white mist suddenly dissipated.

Dozens of miles away, or even hundreds of miles away, those who were not in the center of the battlefield were startled by the strange sight at this moment. They suddenly raised their heads and looked at the huge outline in the distance.

Plains, mountains, and a massive wall in the center.

Like a real entity, it was floating calmly in the sky, hovering above Qi Lianhua's head.

"Om~"

The moment when the huge city wall appeared.

The loud sound of the sword rang out again.

The Fengxue Liangdao reappeared, standing in front of the huge city wall like a pillar of heaven.

"My will is gone. This second blow is the old man's belief."

"Transform into a cold sword, guard Beiliang, the second sword."

"Beiliang!"

Qi Lianhua roared to the sky.

Endless light poured out from his body and merged into the Beiliang City in the sky.

And the city, which was originally a little blurry, became clearer and clearer.

It looks just like a real city, and if you look closely, you can even see vague figures of people in the city.

With the influx of light.

The Beiliang City in the air also began to sway in distance, and the surrounding sky collapsed instantly.

The ice and snow knife in front became larger and sharper.

However, on the contrary, Qi Lianhua, who was standing below, lost all his light in an instant.

With pale hair and skin covered with wrinkles and cracks, he looks like a dead tree that has lost all vitality.

But his eyes were fixed on the city in the sky, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

"Good knife."

Gao Changsheng on the opposite side also spoke two words at this time.

"Daojia is the past, Beiliang is the present."

"One stroke draws the past, and one stroke writes the present."

"The sword and armor are all refined, and they are indeed worthy of their name."

"However, I am now looking forward to your third strike."

Gao Changsheng didn't pay too much attention to the knife in the air. Instead, he turned his gaze to Qi Lianhua who was walking like a dead tree.

At this moment, Qi Lianhua looked like he was about to die. If it were anyone else, they probably wouldn't pay any attention to him.

A grandmaster first struck out with his will, energy and method, and then struck out with his second strike using all his energy and true qi.

At this moment, it would not be an exaggeration to describe Qi Lianhua as a useless person.

But Gao Changsheng knew clearly that since the moment he decided to take action, Qi Lianhua had never thought about surviving.

The kind of power that a grandmaster who has disregarded life and death can unleash is simply unimaginable to ordinary people, especially a grandmaster like Qi Lianhua who has his own beliefs.

Gao Changsheng could feel that although Qi Lianhua was on the verge of collapse at this moment, there was still a force gathering in his body.

And that was Qi Lianhua's final blow.

It will also be the most brilliant sword in his life.

Because that is the life sword of this Li Yang Dao Jia.

The place where Gao Changsheng and Qi Lianhua fought was actually only a few dozen miles away from Guangmingding.

This distance is naturally far for ordinary people.

But for warriors, it can only be considered nearby.

Especially great masters like these two.

At this moment, the two men were fighting fiercely, and the strange phenomenon spread, and even people more than a hundred miles away could see it clearly.

Not to mention the heroes on Guangmingding. They are all elites from various factions and masters. Naturally, their eyesight and perception are far beyond those of ordinary people.

But at this moment, no one on Guangmingding turned their eyes to that side.

As a warrior, there is absolutely no one who would not be interested in a battle at the grandmaster level.

But at this moment, everyone in the field seemed to be uninterested.

Even though they could clearly feel the terrifying fluctuations in the distance.

But from beginning to end, no one turned around to take a look.

It’s not because the good and evil forces in the field have started a fierce battle again.

After all, with the appearance of Ba Siba and Huang Yaoshi, the situation on the field had long been out of the control of the good and evil groups.

At this time, here.

The two great masters who appeared one after another were the ones in control.

Of course, the righteous people, led by Miejue, are unwilling to accept this.

After all, neither of the two grand masters who appeared now had anything to do with them.

Bashiba's previous actions had already proved that he had bad intentions.

As for Huang Yaoshi, it was obvious that he came for Yang Xiao and had nothing to do with their righteous sect.

Originally, they joined forces with the righteous forces to wipe out the Ming Cult.

But now they have become the weakest side on the field, how could this not make them uncomfortable.

However, at this moment, everyone did not have the energy to think about these things.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the sky.

There, two terrifying auras were rising.

The strong pressure made everyone feel suffocated.

This situation undoubtedly shows a fact.

At this time, a grandmaster-level battle is about to take place on Guangmingding.

In this situation, no one dared to interrupt. No matter whether they were from the righteous sect or the Ming Cult, everyone was slowly retreating, hoping to avoid the aftermath of the battle.

In the air, Huang Yaoshi, dressed in a green shirt, was standing with his hands behind his back.

The wind blows wildly, and the green shirt sways.

Although his hair is white, he still looks very charming.

There was also a person standing opposite him, but he was not the imagined Ba Siba.

It was also an old man standing with his hands behind his back, wearing a black shirt.

The two looked at each other from a distance.

At first glance, apart from the different colors of their clothes, the rest of their attire, including their temperament, are very similar.

The only difference is that the man opposite Huang Yaoshi would occasionally reveal a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

If it weren't for this, at first glance, one would really wonder what the relationship between the two is.

"Whoosh, whoosh."

The deafening sound of waves rang out.

This was the sound of roaring water, and it appeared behind both of them at the same time.

the difference is.

Behind Huang Yaoshi were vast expanses of blue waves, while behind the old man opposite him were vast expanses of inky black tides, as if they were ready to devour anyone.

"Eastern Evil, Huang Yaoshi." The old man put his hands behind his back, his expression extremely indifferent.

Huang Yaoshi, who heard the voice, also raised his head slightly and snorted:
"The black water is surging, sweeping the whole world, Xiao Qianjue!"

After saying that, he turned his head and glanced into the distance. There, a bald man with a peaceful face was sitting in the air. It was none other than Bashiba.

After feeling Huang Yaoshi's gaze, Ba Siba quickly put his hands together and gently performed a Buddhist salute.

Although he didn't say anything, the meaning was already obvious.

Now Xiao Qianjue is Huang Yaoshi's opponent.

Below, Yang Xiao’s face darkened when he saw all this.

He didn't expect that this time the Mongols would send out two grand masters at once.

But they only have Huang Yaoshi on their side.

Although judging from the current situation, it seems that Xiao Qianjue is preparing to fight Huang Yaoshi alone.

But Ba Siba did not leave, so who knows if he would suddenly attack.

After all, from what happened just now, it can be seen that this living Buddha, as many Mongolians call him, is definitely not a rule-abiding person.

The other party can attack the grandmaster or even ordinary disciples without any scruples, and even launch sneak attacks, so there is naturally no need to say more about things like siege.

One against two, even a fool can see the situation.

To take a step back, even if Ba Siba suddenly had a change of heart and did not attack, but just sat nearby, it would still be a huge deterrent.

When true masters of the same level fight each other, any tiny detail can sometimes affect the outcome of the battle.

"Haha, I have heard of you, the East Evil, for a long time."

Xiao Qianjue spoke coldly, glancing at Huang Yaoshi sitting opposite him.

Huang Yaoshi did not rush to respond.

He is not a fool. Xiao Qianjue's attitude towards him, especially the murderous look in his eyes, has made everything clear.

He didn't believe that the other party could say anything good.

"Several of my old friends have mentioned to me that the East Evil of the Song Dynasty is quite similar to me."

As soon as these words were spoken, Huang Yaoshi's expression instantly turned gloomy.

Everyone knows that Huang Yaoshi, the East Evil, is notoriously arrogant and conceited.

Saying that he, the East Evil, was like other people was a huge insult to him.

Especially with Xiao Qianjue's condescending attitude, it was as if he was looking at a junior.

There was already a hint of murderous intent in Huang Yaoshi's narrowed eyes.

However, Xiao Qianjue on the opposite side seemed not to notice Huang Yaoshi's anger at all.

Still with his hands behind his back, he made comments indifferently.

"I have heard of your deeds. You disregard etiquette and laws, do as you please, and are full of evil. You are indeed a character."

Listening to Xiao Qianjue's praise, Huang Yaoshi did not show any expression, but just snorted indifferently.

"It's a pity. In my opinion, although you, Master Huang, claim to despise ethics and not value vulgar things, you still haven't escaped the real constraints and are still within the framework."

"True evil should ignore everything, regardless of benevolence, justice, righteousness, or evil. It only follows its own way and wipes out the world."

As the voice fell, the black tide behind Xiao Qianjue also let out a shocking roar, as if echoing his words.

"Humph."

Huang Yaoshi snorted again.

To reach the level of Grand Master, especially Huang Yaoshi, he took one step at a time and relied on his talent to forge his path.

How could I be influenced by just a few words from the other party?

"It is not up to others to judge my life's deeds."

"It's not your turn as a lackey of an alien race to make irresponsible remarks."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Qianjue's murderous intent instantly surged.

The cold eyes pierced Huang Yaoshi like a sharp sword.

"court death."

"hehe."

Huang Yaoshi sneered.

"The black water is surging, sweeping the whole world, and the tone is really quite big."

"It just so happens that I also want to see how much of this stuff is genuine."

The cold voice came out excitedly, but it was filled with strong confidence.

"Hahaha, okay, okay, okay."

Xiao Qianjue suddenly laughed.

But the coldness in the laughter was clearly audible.

"I heard that your Master Huang Yaoshi's Falling Flower Divine Sword Palm is considered a unique skill in the martial arts world."

"It just so happens that I also have a great treasonous heart-destroying palm, which is a good opportunity to test the quality of you, the East Evil."

The words fell.

Xiao Qianjue didn't hesitate at all and launched the attack directly.

The terrifying palm force instantly covered half of the sky.

A huge palm print appeared in the air, and the terrifying palm force directly covered Huang Yaoshi's body.

Looking at the vast palm print, everyone below felt a chill in their hearts.

At this moment, Huang Yaoshi suddenly raised his head, his aura surged, and he swung his hand to chop out a palm.

Falling Flower Sword Palm is a palm technique that Huang Yaoshi learned from sword techniques. It is a fusion of sword and palm, and a combination of the real and the unreal. Once performed, it is not only extremely sharp, but also unreal and real, making it difficult to predict.

At this moment, a scene that surprised everyone appeared.

Huang Yaoshi's fierce strike did not hit the palm print in front of him, but instead all the palm prints rushed to his back.

Just when everyone was looking puzzled, a loud bang was heard.

Behind Huang Yaoshi, a palm print suddenly appeared from the void and collided with Huang Yaoshi's palm.

It was at this moment that the shocking palm print in front suddenly began to dissipate.

"hiss……"

Yang Xiao below took a breath of cold air and looked at Xiao Qianjue in shock.

No wonder this person said that before.

Just the palm technique used by the opponent really reveals a rebellious and evil intention.

(End of this chapter)