Legend of the Great Saint

The moon is empty and spills over the Great Lakes.

A hilly and fluctuating island in the heart of the lake was the Qing Dynasty of the past. Later, the Moon Demon Cave house was located, the pavilion was still, just without the old days and prosperity, under the light of the moon, it appeared a little cold.

Tonight, however, it is once again the center of attention of the entire Qing River province.

“This Yin of the Jiangyuan Palace sells his grief. He holds one of ten swords to break the water sword. The foundations are cultivated at their peak. He is said to have earned the true meaning of the sword. The human sword is united in one, more than the original Fu Qingyuan. He promised to challenge Qingzhou Jiu County, 81 provinces, all the talented masters of the younger generation. Now he has even chosen 21 provinces. He has not yet tried one defeat, and the world is famous! ”

Above the Great Lakes, the Skylight Dragon ship swept out of the clouds and flew through the sky.

The shadow on the deck stood quite a few shadows. Flowers revealed Yin Ping's grief to Li Qingshan.

Wei Yangsheng added: “At first, he went to visit one by one, but many people avoided to see him. Then he simply issued a sword book, inviting all the objects to be challenged in one province, then whoever did not go became a laughingstock! ”

“This is to create the threat of the Sword Palace and strengthen the cohesion of the Demonic League, but it's not bad to say that it's eighty-one province, and half of it can be done. A few counties in the south, he dares to go no?” The flower praised and shook her head slightly.

Li Qingshan Pan stood by his hand and stood at the bow of the boat. The wind blew like a mountain.

Brother Li's temper grew more unpredictable. How much stronger has he become in the past few years? Is this Yoon Jin-sen's opponent?

Li Qingshan looked down at the familiar moon courtyard lake. The island was dim. There was no light in the pavilion, but a little light flashed at the top of the mountain. Those were geniuses of all kinds of doors!

And one of the most powerful breaths is at the top of the mountain, a man in a blue coat sits on his knees, looking as young as twenty or thirty years old, but with a murky temperament.

“This is Yoon Jin-suk! ”

Li Qingshan touched his arm. There was a dragon-shaped phantom hidden there. He refined Feilong's sword. He knew the origin of this temperament. The thoughts of the successive swordmasters in the sword, Yu Qingshan, went through the change in the sea mulberry fields, and the heirs would naturally be infected. Unless, like Li Qingshan, he overwhelmed the will of the sword with his own will.

If Yin Ping feels sad, he looks into the sky and sees from a distance. Yin Ping shoots two sword-like sharp swords in his grief, straight to the sky.

Bringing sword intentions into sight, photographing the heart, is the ultimate study of the Tibetan Sword Palace, can be cultivated to great heights, and can even directly destroy the enemy's sea of awareness.

But the sword intentionally shot into Li Qingshan's eyes, but it was like the sea of stone sinking.

Let Li Qingshan eat the loss of Yin Ping Yin, “Who is this? ”

I swept from the so-called “geniuses" around me again and said, "Is there finally a worthy opponent? ”

Li Qingshan smiled and retracted his gaze. He turned around and said:

“Broken sword? Oh, Dan Qing, do you have the brush paper? ”

“Dinner guy, how can you not bring it! ”

As one of the invited geniuses, Qian Danqing today seems a little distracted. His eyes are slightly dark, and his eyes are hidden with blood silk. He didn't know what he was thinking. He only returned to God when he heard Li Qingshan's question.

Hana Seung Lu knew that last night Xiao Gang, Li Qingshan specifically searched for Qingdanqing once. Since then, he has been distracted, then he has resigned first, and did not walk out of the door until the departure of the Skylight Dragon ship tonight. I can't help but wonder what Li Qingshan said to him!

Li Qingshan laughed: “Take them all out and prepare a painting! ”

“Okay, what painting? ”

Li Qingshan held onto his chin and thought about it seriously. "It was called" The Wise God Wu Qingshan's Great Defeat, the Unbrainless God who forced Yin to sell his grief "! ”

The deck calmed down violently, and several people looked like they had been struck by lightning, even smoking the corner of the Korean iron coat.

"" I feel that name is an insult to my painting! ”

“You pick up the name, I'll go down first! ”

Li Qingshan waved his hand and jumped from the bow. He landed right in front of Yin Ping's grief. "Li Qingshan! ”

“Bye, Captain Lee!” The geniuses of those originating from the Gateway set aside their arrogant posture and paid tribute to each other. The famous leader of the Red Eagle, Li Qingshan, did not know who was in the Qinghe Mansion.

“Yoon Jinxiao! ”

Yoon Ping worried that he would be straight and stared deeply at Li Qingshan.

“Tianlong Zen Yard is not angry with King Kong's big disciple Li Qingshan, the leader of the Red Eagle in Qinghe Province. I heard that he practiced Tianlong Zen Yard's first secret," The Magic Book of the Town ", and his strength far outweighed that of a general foundational monk, because he did not enter the temple to practice, bearing the name of Tianlong Zen Yard's first vulgar disciple, even a prince has eaten under his hands. ”

“When I left the Tibetan Sword Palace, Fu also asked me to be careful of this person, he was definitely not a good person to deal with.” But hasn't he been practicing in Lianyue Hill for years? Why did it suddenly go off? ”

Yin Ping is not afraid of Li Qingshan. He has absolute confidence in his strength, but some care about the words "Tianlong Zen Court”. The three main gates of Qingzhou, Tianlong Zen Yard, were reconciled and balanced, so that the Tibetan Sword Palace and Xuanyin Sect could maintain this long-standing peace.

But he quickly threw his worries behind his head. The swordplay lay in fearlessness and courage. He would never fear the tail of his head. “If you dare to come, cut the name of Tianlong Zen Court, see if this legendary" Demon Gallery "is a false name! ”

“Your sword is called the Breaking Sword! ”

Li Qingshan looked to Yin to sell the sword on his sad knees. The black sword sheath looked plain and vain. The shadow was well engraved with several lines of poetry, but carried some curves, not straight.

“Nice!”

“My sword, it's called a water sword! ”

Li Qingshan smiled slightly, and the moist water vapor condensed into a clear water sword in his hand. He bounced lightly on the blade and sounded.

“That's good, I'll cut it today!” Yoon Ping's grieving eyes stirred, which was clearly fun to play with his sword, which was the greatest provocation for a swordsman and was filled with lightness, unlike any other opponent he had encountered in the past 21 provinces.

“Danqing, are you ready?” Li Qingshan said to Qingdanqing, who then arrived.

“Hmm!” Qingdanqing took out the paper and pen and prepared the painting.

“This painting should be renamed Water Sword Big Broken Sword!” Li Qingshan greeted him. Jianfeng obliquely pointed at Yin and said with a smile: “Draw your sword! ”

Until this moment, he didn't mean anything like a great enemy. Easily, it seemed like idle courtroom walking. Opposite him, the heir of the ten swords of the Sword Palace, even chose the extinct swordsmen of the twenty-first province, but the weak who could be defeated at will.

Yoon Ping slowly rose up and broke the water sword slowly out of the sheath.

In the blink of an eye, the moon became discolored.

Together with the discoloration, the faces of the people, the geniuses invited by the various factions, held their breath independently.

All the light converged on Yin Ping, who stood with a sword. His clothes fluttered and his legacy was independent, and he seemed to follow the wind.

More appealing, however, are the broken swords, the swords flexed and elongated, like a hook moon, fainting a round of light.

Li Qingshan's eyes were also attracted to him, but he was still careless. He didn't seem to feel the threat from the water broken sword at all. This undoubtedly made Yin Ping more uncomfortable than the outrage. He traveled all over the twenty-first province and had never been so treated.

So there were no more words, and a sword swung.

No one can describe the marvel of this sword!

The moonlight, the water, all the troubles of the world!

Qian Danqing subconsciously wanted to paint the sword, but the impulse in his heart could not be put to the pen.

The Han Iron Clothes instinct imagines how good it is to face this sword, but can't help but admit that he doesn't know how to resist. No wonder he heard of many talented strong hands in other provinces. Faced with Yin Ping's grief, he lost a sword, and bystanders often lose the courage to confront him, choosing to admit defeat directly.

However, he did not know that this sword was the strongest sword Yin had ever played since leaving the Palace of the Sword. In order to sharpen his sword heart, he had never used the power of the broken water sword in previous battles, but only as a sharp sword, which undoubtedly amounted to tying his hands and feet in battle.

But at this moment, Yin Ping broke all the constraints, united the human sword, and used the power of successive victories to integrate all power and faith into this sword!

“Cut the water! ”

Li Qingshan also closed his lip corner smile and waved the water sword in his hand.

To cure the dragon out of the sea!

“There it is!” Suddenly the blue eyes lit up and began to pen the dragon snake.

Last night, Li Qingshan handed over two volumes of "The Three Books" to Danqing, asking him to complete the final patch, so that this extinct volume of calligraphy, painting, sword spectrum can be recreated.

Before that, Li Qingshan had refined them separately, understood the sword's intentions, and confirmed each other with the sword's intentions inherited from Feilong's sword. Ultimately, it belonged to his own conviction, and gathered his own unbridled sword intentions!

The dragon is all over the sea, the sea is all over the world, the sea is all over the place!

The two swords flanked each other. The broken sword swept past the sword and fell on Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan raised his eyes and sighed at the broken sword. "A sword condensed with water is simply not comparable to a real pharaoh! ”

The broken sword is more than just a magic treasure. There are a number of swords of the Fabao grade of the Sword Palace, but there are only ten famous swords. It carries the ideas of the ancient swordmasters. It is inspired by the secret swords of the Sword Palace. The power is simply not comparable to that of a common Fabao.

And even among the ten swords, the broken sword is famous for cutting off all the destructive power!

Everyone watching felt that Li Qingshan condensed a sword with water and wanted to confront it positively. It was too much. But at this point, it would seem pointless to use this as an excuse.

Han Iron Clothes is slightly frowned upon, which doesn't seem to be his personality. He looks rough, but he is actually the most thoughtful person, especially when fighting people, and he is brilliant. It will never fail because of a small opponent, and Yin Ping, the winner, is acting a little strange.

“Brother!” Hana Cheng lost his voice and was afraid to see the terrible scene of him being chopped into two pieces by one sword.

Flower praised the low voice: “Don't worry, it's okay! ”

Li Qingshan flushed flowers and Cheng Cheng smiled. He threw down his broken sword and turned it into water fog in the middle of the sky. He attributed it to the void. He also asked Yin Ping to mourn: “What do you think? ”

Yin Ping's sad eyes opened and looked at Li Qingshan. Something strange seemed to have happened. His lips opened and some difficult words said:

“I lost! ”