National Cultivation

Chapter 51

Xuan Ming patted the dust off his clothes, and raised his eyes to glance at him upon hearing this.

Feng Zhonghe reminded at the right time: "Well, young man in white, a friendly reminder, Qixian is a demon general, two levels higher than you."

Xuan Ming: "..."

Feng Zhonghe: "Bai Ye in the alchemy stage was killed by him in 1 minute."

Xuan Ming: "..."

Bai Ye was also shot while lying down: "I'm as quiet as a chicken, why are you still teasing me?"

The crane in the wind raised its voice, and began to fight again: "Finally it's the young man in white's turn to appear! The young man in white doesn't need my introduction! Before Qixian appeared, he was the most cultivated among the younger generation. He has reached the bigu stage at a young age, and he is the only one among the three great immortal sects! He is also the disciple of the Sword Immortal! It is said that the Sword Immortal and the Demon Lord are deadly enemies, and it is fate that their respective apprentices meet..."

The demon master interrupted him: "Qixian is not my disciple." After a pause, "He is an adopted son."

Feng Zhonghe was taken aback: "It turns out that Qixian is the adopted son of the devil! Should he become the young master? Haha~!"

Xuan Ming stepped back a foot away, and summoned five fifth-level flying swords to wrap around his body, Feng Zhonghe looked distraught: "No! The young hero in white! The ninth-level magic weapon of the seven strings can directly kill five The Jie Fei sword is crushed!"

But it was too late for him to remind, and he saw Qi Xian flying out a zither string at the speed of light to Xuan Ming, and the crowd couldn't help but gasped: Five fifth-level flying swords!That's it!Who doesn't feel sad!

Xuan Ming was unmoved, the strings wrapped around his Qiushui sword, and there was a crisp cracking sound, the crane in the wind almost stopped breathing, and his heart was broken into pieces.

However, after the crisp sound, the Qiushui sword did not shatter!

These five flying swords are combined into a sword array, the defense is several times higher than usual, and the attack power is dozens of times stronger!

With a movement of Xuanming's finger, several sword glows swept towards Qixian, the gorgeous sword glow bloomed on the ring, and Qixian was swallowed by the sword glow in an instant.

The audience was blinded by the sword light on the ring, and the sword light gradually dissipated, and Qixian stood still in the center of the ring, unscathed!

Feng Zhonghe exclaimed loudly: "My God! No hair was hurt! No! It still hurt his black cloak!"

The black cloak disappeared under the siege of Jianmang. Qixian lowered his head and covered his face with his hands. His hair was as long as ink, and his black and beautiful hair was so beautiful that he could be photographed in a shampoo advertisement.

Qi Xian suddenly laughed lowly: "This is the Five Elements Ten Thousand Swords Jue? That's all."

Xuan Ming: "..."

Qixian put down her hands, raised her head slightly, and said sarcastically: "That's all the sword fairy taught you?"

"Wow!"

"I rely on!!"

"Oh my god!!!"

"I am not wrong, right?!!!"

……

There was a sudden wave of exclamations from the auditorium, and Feng Zhonghe was dumbfounded: "What did I see? What did I see? Am I not dazzled? Are you also dazzled?"

Looking at Qixian on the stage, Han Qing almost thought he was dazzled. After experiencing the ugliness of the four earth-shattering weeping ghosts and gods in the Chuhe-Han world, he had long been prepared for Qixian to be a tragedy.In the end, not only was he not tragic, he was also... quite beautiful.

Wait, that's not the point!The point is not how beautiful he is!Rather, he looks like a person!

There are two black magic lines on Qixian's beautiful face, which makes his face a bit more enchanting, in stark contrast to the cold and handsome face of the young man in white, but their temperaments are different, but their faces... are the same !

"You read that right! Qixian! He actually looks exactly like the young man in white!!!" Feng Zhonghe exclaimed, "Why do they look the same? Even the age is the same! Could it be that they are related by blood? Are they brothers? Oh my God! This is too bloody! A pair of separated twin brothers, one followed the sword fairy, one followed the demon master, one cultivated immortals, and the other cultivated demons, and they met in the ring 20 years later, duel!"

The audience was convinced by Feng Zhonghe's brain supplement, otherwise how to explain the relationship between the two?Even if they have the same appearance and the same age, what else can they be except brothers?

Xuan Ming stared blankly at Qi Xian, he never expected to see an opponent who looked similar to himself: "You..."

"It doesn't matter who I am." Qi Xian's voice was soft, with a bit of murderous intent in his tone, "If it was all your skills just now, I'm not going to be polite." He plucked the strings, his eyes flashed, and his figure disappeared into the air inside.

Xuan Ming was still in a trance, five strings flashed by, the beam of light wrapped around Xuan Ming, and the seven strings appeared behind him, his hands strangled the strings, his eyes were cold.

The strings of the qin that could easily crush a fifth-order flying sword could not crush Xuanming's clothes at this moment. Even so, Xuanming was still frowning.

Feng Zhonghe hurriedly introduced, looking for a sense of existence: "The Nine Dragons Dark Pattern Snow Clothes is a seventh-level magic weapon, indestructible, and it is the battle robe of the Sword Immortal! The Sword Immortal wore the Nine Dragons Dark Pattern Snow Clothes back then, and no one could hurt him, haha~ !"

What he said undoubtedly reassured those who supported the young hero in white. It turns out that the young hero in white still has such an awesome battle robe, even a ninth-level magic soldier can't do anything against him!

Feng Zhonghe changed the topic: "But can the Nine Dragons Dark Pattern Snow Clothes withstand the attack of a ninth-level divine soldier?"

Qixian flicked his messy long hair, he floated in the air, hooked up the strings at his fingertips, and licked it with the tip of his tongue, as if he was tasting the most delicious thing in the world.

With a face similar to Xuanming's, but with a very different enchanting temperament from Xuanming's, especially at that moment just now, the audience couldn't help covering their faces: Please don't do such shameful things with the face of the young hero in white. Action!

Xuanming withdrew the flying swords, it seemed that they couldn't hurt Qixian with their power.

Qi Xian narrowed her eyes: "Where's your Wang Chuan?"

Xuan Ming took out the Wangchuan Sword, and said frankly: "I can't use it yet." After speaking, he put it back, ready to fight the world with his bare hands.

Feng Zhonghe became anxious: "Young man in white, show off your weapon!"

Xuan Ming shook his head: "It's useless."

Apart from Wang Chuan, what else can fight against the ninth rank magic weapon?

There was a thunderbolt in his palm, and it was clear in the wind: "Is the young man in white going to use his spiritual power to attack Qixian?"

Qi Xian smiled coldly: "Wake up Wang Chuan, let him fight with me."

Xuan Ming shook his head.Han Qing in the audience was anxious, why didn't Xuanming wake up the Wangchuan Sword?Why is this damn Wang Chuan sword awakened?Could it be that there is a sword spirit in the sword, and the sword spirit is sleeping, so it needs to be awakened?

Seven strings are no longer polite, and all ten fingers are sent together, several strings turn into the speed of light and bombard Xuanming, Xuanming spreads out his palm, and at some point there is an extra talisman in his palm, Xuanming erects the talisman, instantly recites the incantation, the talisman A defensive wall was raised, and it actually withstood Qixian's attack!Xuan Ming took out another talisman and blew it lightly, and the talisman instantly turned into an invisible sharp sword and flew towards Qixian!

Qi Xian's figure moved slightly, the invisible sword energy was relentless, turned and attacked him again, Qi Xian stretched out his hand and sprayed out a black air to dissolve the sword energy, and sneered: "Sword Immortal's talisman is really extraordinary."

Xuan Ming: "There are."

Qixian: "Do you only use your master's things to fight with me?"

Xuan Ming: "..."

Qi Xian seemed to be angry: "You have completely angered me!"

He was merciful before, but now Qixian was completely angry, and he didn't know what he was angry about. Han Qing only felt that a powerful demonic energy erupted from his body, and it seemed that he couldn't even hold the barrier of the ring!

Qixian pulled out five strings with his right hand, and plucked lightly with his left hand, but it was an overwhelming blow!

The beam of light broke through Xuanming's defensive wall in an instant, and hit Xuanming hard on the ground. Xuanming spit out a mouthful of blood, dazed for a while, Qixian was already close to him, and kicked Xuanming with a kick, which made all the young heroes Fans are heartbroken, and someone has already stood up and cursed: "I'll rub it, you dare to kick the young hero in white, you motherfucker, you are going to die!!!"

Qixian smiled coldly: "My mother died a long time ago."

Xuan Ming covered his mouth, blood flowed out from his fingertips and dripped on the ground.

Qi Xian provoked Xuan Ming and kicked him aside, Xuan Ming spat out blood, and was kicked by him, vomiting even harder.Qixian's shoes were accidentally stained with his blood, and he frowned. In broad daylight and under the watchful eyes of everyone, Qixian took off his shoes and floated in the air with bare feet.

Xuanming fell into a coma for a while, and just for a moment, the Wangchuan Sword in his arms was about to move. He pressed down the Wangchuan Sword, opened his eyes, and struggled to get up.

The fans in the stands were all heartbroken for the young hero in white, and many girl fans were persuading the young hero in white to give up the game. Even if he lost, he would still be the greatest young hero in their hearts!

Xuan Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, seeing Qi Xian's bare feet floating in the air, his eyes lit up: "Are you afraid of my blood?"

Qixian shut up and didn't say a word, thinking about what's going on.

Xuan Ming took out his sword and cut a hole in the tiger's mouth, blood flowed out, he gathered a thunder light again, and the thunder stained with his blood exploded on the ring!Qixian was in a daze for a moment, and by the time he realized it, he was too late to dodge!

boom! ! !

Qixian was hit, even the sword fairy's talisman could not hurt him, but he was injured by Xuanming's bloody attack!

Qixian showed pain on her face: "Why do you have..."

Xuan Ming did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but instead asked: "Are you and I related by blood?"

Qixian: "Yes, we are brothers, and our blood should be the same."

Feng Zhonghe found his sense of existence again: "It turns out that they are really brothers! But why does the young man in white doubt the blood relationship between the two?"

"I encountered some accidents when I was seven years old, which made my blood different." Xuan Ming didn't explain too much.

Qi Xian nodded: "I see."

After the two of them talked about their hearts, Qi Xian saw that the blood in his palm was still flowing continuously, forming a pool of blood under his feet, damn it!This guy is delaying time on purpose!

Xuanming's blood formation was almost about to condense into shape, but was discovered by Qixian, Qixian spread his palms, and the legendary ninth-tier magic weapon finally revealed its true form!