Sword comes

Ding Ying raised his arm, and the silver lotus crown above his head bloomed like a living thing. The petals that were originally close together stretched out, swaying and swaying. Ding Ying put the pocket flying sword at his fingertips into it, and the crown returned to its original shape, silver. The petals of the flowers closed one after another.

With his hands behind his hands, Ding Ying lowered his head and stared at the long stream of sword energy that was close at hand. Even Ding Ying felt that this scene was the only beauty he had ever seen in his life.

Ding Ying overlooked the snow-white stream hovering in the world, and asked with a smile: "Chen Pingan, is it the sword master's sword control technique? You and Feng Qingbai have used it before. I took it lightly. I didn't expect you to be able to do it." Control such a sword that is so far away. But it doesn't matter, the overall situation is settled. Besides, as the master of such a fairy sword, you don't really hold the hilt, but use a trick to hold it, isn't it a pity?"

Ding Ying closed his eyes and turned to look at Chen Pingan, "Or, you can't fully grasp this sword. It's a pity, these things that look like fog are not fog, and water is not water, are all sword energy dissipated?" Very fast is right."

Chen Pingan did not expect that Ding Ying's eyesight would be so poisonous, and he could see the "incongruity" between himself and the sword so quickly.

At that time, Chen Pingan pulled out the sheath once outside Flying Eagle Fort. The flesh and blood of Chen Pingan's entire arm was wiped out by the sword qi, and the bones were full of bones. It was because Lu Tai used the panacea of ​​the yin and yang family Lu Shi. , Only bones and raw flesh.This time driving Changqi to come to my side, of course it is not that Chen Ping'an's sword master is superb, able to control such a long sword, but that Chen Ping and Changqi get along day and night, the sword energy soaks the body, and the soul is reversed Pulling the sword energy, even if the two are separated, they are still connected.

Ding Ying pointed to his lotus crown, "Now that you have the sword, I have temporarily lost the supernatural power of this fairy crown. After coming and going, is it a fair fight?"

Chen Pingan's five fingers holding the hilt of the sword slightly increased their strength. The long river of sword energy that started in the alley and courtyard and ended in the palm of Chen Ping'an's hand converged in an instant, and the sword energy gathered on the sword again. The long sword in his hand could no longer be seen. vision.

Chen Ping "weighed" the weight of the Long Qi Sword, and felt that it was just right, heavier than the Chixin Sword of the Fifteen Miles of the Flying Sword. Chen Ping began to practice on the ferry boat Taohua Island since he obtained the swordsmanship in the old dragon city. Ever since the sword has been held, it has always been too light, but now even if it is just a long breath, it feels appropriate.

Just the right amount.

It was only at this moment that Ding Ying raised Chen Pingan from Lu Fang and Zhong Qiu to Yu Zhenyi who had practiced immortal arts.

The difference between the two is that if you Lu Fang's swordsmanship is mysterious and your Zhongqiu boxing is invincible, in front of me, Ding Ying, you are still a child playing willow sticks and an old man swinging his fists. In this world, only Yu Zhenyi, who is at the top of both offense and defense, has the chance to hurt you. To his baby.

Chen Pingan let out a heavy breath.

The only advantage here is that the battle between warriors will not be aimed at Chen Ping's change of breath.

It seems that martial arts here lack the first step to become a pure martial arts in Haoran Tianxia. On Chen Ping's side, martial arts and qi practitioners go against the same path. They need to dissipate all the spiritual energy in their bodies first, and extract a breath of pure true energy. Qi is like a dragon, roaming through the internal organs, six internal organs, and hundreds of skeletons, like a frontier army riding on the frontier to expand the land, and opening up a path suitable for the circulation of true energy, it can be regarded as entering the room and truly embarking on the martial arts.

But in this world, it is probably due to the thinness of spiritual energy. Warriors do not have this kind of attention at all, so they lack that kind of tempering, so their foundation is not good at the beginning. In fact, it's just the road of martial arts. After reaching a certain height, one suddenly wakes up and starts to push against the current.

But even so, in the past century of rivers and lakes, such geniuses as Ding Ying, Yu Zhenyi, and Zhong Qiu have emerged. In history, there are even amazing talents such as Wei Xian, Lu Baixiang, and Sui Youyou.

Ding Ying smiled and said, "Besides the lotus crown on your head, the sword in your hand, Chen Ping'an, is the second thing I, Ding Ying, want to have."

In the posture of empty grip, hold long breath.

Chen Ping moved forward with Shaking Mountain Fist in six steps, which contained the meaning of Zhongqiu Daquan's peak.

The size of each step is different, but after practicing a million times, everything is natural, and the meaning of the boxing has already penetrated into Chen Pingan's bone marrow. In addition, Zhong Qiu pretended to fight before, but actually taught him the peak of boxing in secret. Those who connect seamlessly.

With Ding Ying's eyes, Chen Pingan's six steps can't see any flaws. The true unity of man and nature is in harmony with the Dao.

Ding Ying collected and summarized the world's martial arts in a sixty-year period. Ding Ying himself was a rare martial arts prodigy in a century, and he tried to compile a treasure book to teach the world's martial arts to become unique.

Seeing this unremarkable six steps forward, Ding Ying's eyes sparkled, it seems that there is still room for checking for omissions in his cheat book.

Since there was no chance of killing him with one blow, and he wanted to get some extraterrestrial martial arts from Chen Pingan, Ding Ying simply avoided the edge.

But Ding Ying soon realized that this retreat was a bit of a mistake.

After the sixth step, Chen Pingan's aura has reached its peak, and his fists are so strong that they are condensed like water, rolling away like drops of water on the lotus leaves. The sword intent that slowly soaked into Chen Pingan's body was the vein of the lotus leaf.

He jumped up high and slashed down with a sword.

Chen Ping held the sword in both hands, the edge of the sword changed from vertical to horizontal, and disappeared in a flash.

The street is divided into left and right sides by the sword energy. If someone is on both sides of the street, they will find that the scene on the other side of the street has been blurred and distorted for a moment.

Ding Ying had retreated three zhang away, twisted his heels, turned sideways, and the snow-white sword gang whizzed past in front of him.

Such as tourists watching the tide lapping on the shore.

Ding Ying, who was facing the second sword sideways, clapped his hands, his feet lifted off the ground, his figure floated in the air, dodging the raging sword energy coming from his waist, and his palm just landed on the long-qi sword body, the palm and the sword god Touching together, like millstones crushing each other.

Ding Ying frowned, the palms of his hands were bloody and bloody, he exerted his strength suddenly, and pointed at the Long Qi Sword, his body rolled over and drifted backwards.

It's just that it is not easy for Ding Ying, who has lost the opportunity, to get rid of Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping's next six-step sprint, the first step is to step on the air more than an inch above the ground, and the second step is to walk one foot from the ground, step by step to the sky, at the same time, release the long The Qi sword turned into a white rainbow and surged away, chasing and killing Ding Ying.

Of course, this is not because Chen Pingan has entered the seventh wind-defending realm of Martial Dao, but because he took advantage of the long-qi sword and relied on the aura of one person and one sword to be able to fly against the wind. It was the first time for Xiaolong to break through the realm and entered the fifth realm. At that moment, he took a few steps to volley and successfully crossed the ravine cut by Lu Fang on the street. It was precisely when Zhong Qiu saw the clues that he punched to help Chen Pingan improve his martial arts.

Ding Ying stomped on it, his feet exploded, his body tilted to a higher place in the air, he stomped on it again, and it was still the same scene, the qi released outside condensed into a stepping stone, and he "put it down" before he landed In the air, Ding Ying can go anywhere he wants in the air.

This is almost the embryonic form of Haoran Tianxia's Yufengjing.

If Ding Ying could fly away from the Ouhua Paradise, his achievements would be unimaginable.

The 19 people in the world other than Ding Ying, whether they are local warriors or exiled immortals, in the cage of Ouhua Blessed Land, they all regard the unity of man and nature as the highest point of the mountain. Countless painstaking efforts, but Ding Ying is different. He just stays there year after year, waiting for others to climb the mountain step by step, just because the highest point of Ouhua Blessed Land can only be the realm of the unity of heaven and man. For many years at the highest point, overlooking the world, life is meaningless.

That's why Ding Ying takes the rules and principles of this world as his opponent.

This shocking battle in the sky.

Chen Ping is the sword master's means of controlling the sword.

The move is supplemented by the serious avalanche style of swordsmanship.

At the same time, Ding Ying was not allowed to distance himself, and at the same time, he was not allowed to get closer and get within two arms.

The two were entangled in the sky above the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, and kept moving to the south of the city.

The sword energy collided with the fist, and there was a rumbling sound, like thunder, which made the whole capital people couldn't help but look up.

A young man in a snow-white robe is controlling a long sword that looks like a white rainbow. The magnificent and moving picture is like a heavy snowfall that will not fall to the ground.

Among the spectators was the emperor of Nanyuan Kingdom who was heavily guarded by the Imperial Forest Army.

There was an old cook from the Prince's Mansion wearing an apron who ran outside, His Royal Highness Wei Yan and Jingxinzhai Fairy Fan Guan'er.

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Zhou Fei and Lu Fang stood side by side outside.

The woman who was destined not to be able to go to the residence of the scholar surnamed Jiang sat slumped under a wall, and glanced at the vision above her head. The woman was full of regret, and she slowly closed her eyes. She was really tired, even if she saw When the beloved scholar knocked on the door of the small courtyard, what can he do, let him see his blood-stained appearance? Forget it. If he doesn’t see this last side, even if he listens to other people’s words, he will never be able to see him again. I think she is a bad person, but she is still a good-looking woman.

So the woman tilted her head, smiled and fell asleep.

Empress Zhou Shuzhen did not return to the palace, but instead sneaked into the prince's mansion, with an extra bronze mirror on her body.

In the courtyard, Cao Qinglang was lonely and helpless. He lost his hatchet and squatted on the ground crying.

There was no one around, and the skinny little girl swayed into the alley with a small bench in her hand, looking left and right, full of curiosity.

The sky above the south of Nanyuan Country City.

Chen Ping'an became more and more proficient at controlling the sword.

The sword edge is too sharp, the sword energy is too strong, and the sword moves are too strange.

For the first time in 60 years, Ding Ying was so embarrassed that he could only concentrate on defense.

Ding Ying was a little annoyed, but there was nothing he could do in a short time, so he simply calmed down. He wanted to see how long the flawless state of this young exiled immortal could last. Ping An was seriously injured.Ding Ying wasn't idle either, he threw out what he had learned, and threw his fist obliquely, not at Chen Ping'an at all, but the punch would explode on Chen Ping's side, perhaps at the center of the eyebrows, shoulders, chest, or angles. Tricky, unbelievable, this is Ding Ying's use of Qimen Dunjia and Plum Blossom Yishu in boxing, the smiling face of Qiantang's treacherous figure, on Ding Ying's side, it is simply laughable and generous.

Ding Ying clasped his hands and fingers together, and flicked his fingers lightly, wisps of qi were like long swords.

One-handed Dao Jue has the supernatural power of moving mountains and seas, and often tears large pieces of roofs and trees from the ground to resist the billowing snow-white sword energy.

In the end, the two fell on the high wall of the outer city of the capital.

On this horse-riding path, arrows stomped one after another and the walls shattered with a bang, dust splashed everywhere, floating inside and outside the capital.

It seems that after Chen Ping'an came here, he really lost the last bit of restraint and completely let go of his hands and feet.

The art of controlling the sword is almost the same as the method of controlling the sword.

The long horse-riding path was completely destroyed by the long-breathing rainbow-like sword energy.

Occasionally there are gaps and loopholes, and Ding Ying, who is just about to escape, will be punched back into the cage of sword energy by Chen Pingan.

For the first time since Ding Ying, No. 1 in the world, was firmly in the upper hand since reaching the top of Jianghu Jiazi, he was so oppressed that he had to be passive and defensive.

Although Ding Ying was not injured, several cracks appeared in the cuffs of his hands.

Chen Ping's figure was light and nimble, and he strolled on the dilapidated horse-riding path at a distance of not too far.

Ding Ying obviously also shot out a nameless real fire. The long-qi sword was pointed on the body or hilt of the sword several times by his fingertips. This loss is like a boulder hitting water, splashing water on the shore, it can be ignored at all.

Chen Ping'an made a consonant move, and stood on a solitary arrow that was missing on both sides, and put his fingers together as a stake for shaking the mountain, a sword furnace.

The long breath that had been crazily lingering around Ding Ying suddenly lifted into the air by tens of feet, and the flying sword speed, which was already at its peak, actually disappeared through the air with an unreasonably faster momentum, and then a white rainbow engulfed in wind and thunder Falling from the sky, the long sword split the head of the city of Nanyuan Kingdom, and then broke out from the base of the wall, and hovered beside Chen Pingan on the top of the wall in an instant, buzzing.

The dust dissipated, Ding Ying raised his hand, and the cuff of his right hand was completely shattered.

Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of Changqi's sword. His palm touched the hilt for a moment, and then let go again.

Ding Ying laughed and said, "In the past 60 years, my muscles and bones have never been so stretched."

Chen Pingan asked the same question: "Is it cool?"

Last time, Ding Ying could remain indifferent, but this time, Ding Ying couldn't bear it anymore.

Ding Ying stomped his feet, and his figure became indistinct, and his hands were vaguely seen in an unknown boxing gesture.

Behind Chen Pingan, there is an old man with a lotus flower crown indistinct figure, pinching an ancient Tianguan formula with his ten fingers.

In the air outside Nanyuan Guojing City with his right hand, Ding Ying twisted his arms, rubbing a ball of dazzling light between his palms.

In the air on the left side of the capital boundary, Ding Ying stretched out his arms, his fingers like hooks, and two cracks appeared on the city wall that were tens of feet long.

Chen Pingan held his long breath in vain, and the sword energy broke through the formation in an avalanche style, while the long sword in his hand met the enemy with a calming head style in the seriousness of swordsmanship.

Dual purpose.

in an instant.

For a whole section of the capital city wall, there was a huge gap five feet long and six feet high.

For a while, the sky was covered with dust.

Ding Ying stood on the edge of the gap, Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi's demeanor of a master.

There are clouds and mist billowing behind him, which is the result of Ding Ying no longer deliberately restraining his majestic aura. Those clouds and mist continue to gather and disperse, and finally condense into the outline of a cloud and mist god. If a god is about to come to the world.

Chen Pingan looked calm, standing on the other side, not even looking at the vision of heaven and earth created by Ding Ying.

He just held the hilt of Changqi's sword in one hand, put his fingers together in the other hand, and wiped lightly across the blade from left to right.

This is Chen Pingan's sword in the long scroll of mountains and rivers written by scholars.

Even if there is only a slight resemblance.

The unruly Long Qi Sword trembled slightly, as if resonating with Chen Ping'an.

It seems that Chen Pingan has finally been admitted, and he is saying to Chen Pingan, what do you have to say to this world?

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Before this, Chen Pingan couldn't even hold the Long Qi Sword, so it could only be regarded as the sword Qi near, not the real sword in hand.

At the moment, this is the real sword coming to this world.

Chen Pingan suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword, and at that moment, brilliant light burst out from between the fingers of his left hand.

It was as if a bright moon had risen, rushing toward all directions like a tide, shining through the heaven and the earth.

It was already the day when the sun was hanging in the air, but at this moment, the entire capital city of Nanyuan Kingdom was still getting brighter.

After holding the sword.

The sun and the moon are together.

This Long Qi does not have a scabbard at the moment, but Chen Pingan still made the gesture of drawing the sword out of its sheath.

Ding Ying was surprised to find that he was unable to cross the gap. Although he was shocked, he was not frightened. A three-foot-high statue of a god was formed by the stellar energy behind him, overlooking the tiny one man and one sword.

Ding Ying knew very well that he could not retreat.

He is obviously immovable as a mountain, but he has hands in front of him, changing into dozens of arms, which is dazzling. Golden light.

There are Taoist formulas, the three clear fingers, the five thunder fingers, the seal of turning the sky, and the seal of the master of heaven.Every Dharma seal has a strong wind blowing and thunder lingering.

There are also Yu Zhenyi's Xiugang, Zhongqiu's Bengquan, Jing Xinzhai's finger sword, Liu Zong's sharpening knife, Cheng Yuanshan's arc spear

The god is exactly the same, whatever Ding Ying has seals and postures, it will have them, and it will be even more powerful.

Ding Ying is a master of martial arts, gathering the best of all the world's schools.

Yu Zhenyi stood at the top of Taoism in this world, Lu Fang stood at the top of swordsmanship, Zhong Qiu stood at the top of boxing, Liu Zong stood at the top of swordsmanship

But on a higher place on the top of the mountains, there is actually a Ding Ying who has long been suspended in the air, making Ding Ying flourish in this blessed land of lotus flowers.

This is really unreasonable.

Chen Ping only has one sword.

Just out of the sword.

After a sword.

The gods shattered.

Everything is broken.

Not seeing Ding Ying.