Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

Zilanxuan, Tianzi No. [-] Room

Li Changqing said indifferently: "Snap Killer, Tianzi is first-class, black and white Xuanjian."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

As soon as the words fell, Li Changqing opened the sapphire sword box behind Li Changqing and popped out the bone-eroding magic sword. With the magic sword in his hand, Li Changqing pulled and flicked the sword box with his left hand and threw the sword box to Nongyu.

"Draw out the sheathless sword to protect yourself." Li Changqing ordered.

Nongyu took the sapphire sword case, carried it behind his back, tied the rope around his waist with both hands, and pulled back his pure white jade hand, and pulled out the sheathless sword from the sapphire sword case.

Li Changqing stood in the middle of the field, with his green shirt swinging his sleeves, and the Bone Erosion Demon Sword was unsheathed inch by inch.

Ten meters away, a person appeared and walked over.

Black and white Xuanjian is about forty years old, in the prime of his life. He has a slender figure, and his two feet give people an unshakable stability when he walks. He is dressed in black clothes, with a black scarf on his head, and a cross sword on the left side of his face. There are scars, and the newly awakened eyes are deep and scarlet.

Around the guest room, more than ten pieces of bronze mirrors shattered one after another, a roof beam cracked, tiles flew, and a hole with a radius of two to three feet was exposed on the roof.

Above the big hole, a bright moon hangs high, and the moonlight shines, illuminating the dimly lit house.

One zhang away, Black and White Xuanjian stopped, holding two swords, one black and one white, the two swords of Black and White Xuanjian belonged to one of the Eight Swords of the King of Yue, and they were both famous swords in the world.

Xuan Jian stood sideways, with a steady posture, holding a white sword in his right hand, the slender sword was raised horizontally from bottom to top, the bright white light and shadow of the sword overlapped, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Li Changqing.

Xuan Jian looked calm, as if walking in his own home field, his relaxed posture revealed his strong self-confidence and strength.

choke!
Bai Jian pointed directly at Li Changqing, and Xuan Jian's mouth twitched slightly: "You are very strong, I like it very much."

"It's been a long time since I've met a prey like you with two swords in my hand."

In Li Changqing's hand, the Bone Erosion Demon Sword was out of its sheath. The double-edged blades were thin and sharp.

The spirit of the Bone Erosion Demon Sword was excited, wanting to compete with Black and White Xuanjian and Yuewang Mingjian.

Xuan Jian's posture is calm, the black sword in his left hand hangs down, and the white sword in his right hand is carried on his shoulder. The black and white Xuan Jian is divided into a front blade and a reverse blade.

Xuan Jian shouldered the white sword against its blade, and faced Li Changqing, with a calm posture and a calm tone, he said: "This is a good sword, but unfortunately... not enough blood, too few heads to kill, more than enough sharpness, but not enough killing intent .”

Li Changqing's eyes were dark, with fighting intent rising in his eyes, and he said calmly: "There are thousands of people, and there are thousands of swords. There are also thousands of choices in swordsmanship."

"The black and white swords in your hand are the murder weapon, and you are also the murder weapon. You chose to match the sword spirit to gain more powerful power. You have given up your original swordsmanship."

Black and white Xuanjian's eyes were fixed, his gaze was like a sword, overflowing with murderous intent.

Li Changqing's words hit the weakness in the deepest part of his heart.

Xuan Jian used to have a white sword in one hand and a black sword in the other, practicing the strongest swordsmanship. The black sword kills enemies and villains, and the white sword is for revenge and protection.

That was the way of the sword in Xuan Jian's heart.

But today's Xuan Jian has long abandoned the sword in his heart. In order to gain the approval of Xuan Jian's sword spirit, he chose to practice and kill the sword in line with the sword spirit. Although his strength is stronger, the sword in his heart is also dead.

Li Changqing said indifferently: "Xuan Jian, from the moment you gave up the way of swordsmanship, you also gave up your dignity as a swordsman."

"No wonder you become a slave to the grievances and grievances of the net."

Xuan Jian held his sword and sneered: "Oh, grievances, grievances."

With one stroke of the black sword, light and shadows flashed on the edge of the front blade, and a crisp sound sounded.

Xuan Jian's posture was arrogant, and he introduced: "This black sword has killed 130 people for revenge."

Then, with a wave of both hands, Xuan Jian made a "cross" of two swords, one black and one white, and the two sabers seemed to have magnets inside, maintaining the shape of a cross and flipping in the air, with a dazzling cold light.

"This white sword has killed 150 people in order to repay the favor."

Xuan Jian clasped both hands, grasped the hilt with precision, the two swords naturally fell down, the tip of the sword touched the wooden board, as he moved forward with the sword, the tip of the sword rubbed against the ground, and two strings of sparks were wiped out.

Li Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly. Since his debut, he has killed less than two hundred people. Although they are all vicious, there is no first-class swordsman among them.

Today was his first confrontation with a top swordsman at the free level.

Xuan Jian stepped forward step by step, his two swords rubbed against the ground, and the two strings of sparks turned into a raging fire, and his calm posture gave people a strong sense of oppression.

"In order to practice the strongest swordsmanship, there are countless souls who died under the black and white swords."

boom!
The cultivation base of the free realm exploded, the killing sword intent filled the world, Xuan Jian's eyes were sharp, and he locked on Li Changqing with fierce murderous intent, and his powerful aura overwhelmed him.

Facing Xuan Jian whose aura was in full swing, the zhenqi in Li Changqing's body stagnated slightly. The innate Qiankun kungfu was activated, and the zhenyuan circulated for a long time to dispel the discomfort.

With a wave of the Bone Erosion Demon Sword, Li Changqing stood holding the sword, ready to go.

Xuan Jian stepped forward, the middle door was wide open, full of flaws, but he still had a calm posture. As a top swordsman and a first-class killer in Tianzi, this flaw is by no means a flaw, but a trap.

If Li Changqing attacked rashly, he would definitely suffer a storm-like killing move.

Xuan Jian pressed on step by step, killing intent at every step: "There is no grievance between you and me, but since you are also a swordsman, then try the sword for me."

The rivers and lakes are very complicated, people's hearts are secretive, and they are scheming.

The rivers and lakes are also very simple. We are both swordsmen, and when we meet on a narrow road, we must win the sword.

This is called... Sword Edge.

choke!
Xuan Jian shook his hands, moved his long sword to the left and right, and his voice was clear and crisp.

Li Changqing's eyes lit up, and he borrowed force from his feet suddenly, and his body turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated. The next moment, his body was already in front of Xuan Jian, one person and one sword descended from the sky, [-]% of his strength exploded, and he slashed down violently.

Seeing this, Xuan Jian lunged with both feet, and blocked with a wave of sword in both hands.

clang!
Three long swords, the blades collided in the air, the ear-piercing sound vibrated, and a string of sparks rubbed against the position where the bone-eating sword blade and the black and white blade collided.

Xuan Jian is a person who is skilled both internally and externally, with superb martial arts skills and cultivation base.

Li Changqing, the Xiantian Qiankun Kung Fu also cultivates both internally and externally, with pure qi and the ultimate ninth rank, which can be called the ultimate ninth rank of martial arts in the world under the realm.

A gust of genuine energy spread, Nongyu's delicate body retreated one after another, her clothes danced, and she covered her ears with her hands.

In the Tianzi No. [-] guest room, the energy was surging, and the voice was piercing.

With a forceful blow, Li Changqing flew upside down, Xuan Jian's feet slid a foot along the board.

"Oh!"

Xuan Jian raised his eyebrows in surprise, and said with great interest: "Interesting, your sword can actually make me retreat a foot. It seems that you are stronger than I imagined."

Li Changqing flew upside down into the sky, bent his knees and stepped on the wooden pillar, one person and one sword, as fast as lightning, his body skills enhanced his swordsmanship, and his speed and strength were raised to his own extreme.

Xuan Jian's eyes were calm, he seemed to have seen where Li Changqing was going to attack, and he seemed to have thought of a strategy to defeat the enemy in an instant. The two swords in his hands were the strategy to defeat the enemy.

Li Changqing rushed to attack, and the Bone Erosion Demon Sword was life-threatening. The sword light doubled, and the surging true energy poured into the sword body. The slender sword body was like a poisonous dragon devouring life.

Xuan Jian held the sword to block, with the black and white swords in hand, he was as stable as Mount Tai.

clang clang...

In the blink of an eye, Li Changqing's attacking swordsmanship fell over a dozen moves, all of which were disintegrated by Xuan Jian's two-handed swordsmanship, and every counterattack by the opponent was killing Li Changqing's first opportunity.

Every time Xuan Jian counterattacked with his sword, he carried it lightly. Apart from being tricky, fierce and fast, each blow carried a force of ten thousand catties. It shook the long sword in Li Changqing's hand, making his arm slightly numb.

After more than a dozen moves, Li Changqing lost his chance and was suppressed by Xuan Jian in terms of speed.

Xuan Jian counterattacked with a sword, taking advantage of the moment when the white sword collided with the Bone Erosion Demon Sword, the black sword in his left hand raised upwards and cut obliquely.

Li Changqing's complexion changed, he lifted his breath and lightened his body, his movements were running, and a wisp of green smoke flashed, but he was still a moment late.

With a sound of stabbing, the green shirt cut a piece of clothing corner, Li Changqing flew back a foot and stood up, the green shirt on the right lower rib quickly turned red, blood stained the right rib green shirt red.

"Brother Li." Nongyu was about to step forward, her beautiful eyes worried.

Li Changqing calmly said: "If you don't want me to die, don't come up."

Nongyu immediately withdrew her step, looked at Li Changqing's back with trembling beautiful eyes, and secretly swore in her heart: "I must become stronger, so strong that one day I can walk to Brother Li and fight side by side with him."

With a wave of Li Changqing's right hand, people flew like sharp arrows, one person and one sword shot out again.

Xuan Jian's two swords trembled, the sword energy soared into the sky, grinning, the black clothes were hunting, the momentum was like an invincible demon in the sword, and he said with a proud smile: "Come on!"