My brother is wicked in the five elements

Chapter 46
Xu Tianming took a deep breath, looked down at the ground and nodded.

"Whose disciple are you?" He asked in a low voice.

Song Qing proudly cupped her hands in a certain direction, and said loudly, "Tianshu Xing, Mo Yumen."

Ink
Sure enough it was him.

When Xu Tianming heard this name, his heart sank, but his face remained unchanged on the surface.

"never heard of that."

With an impatient look on Song Qing's face, he urged.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, can we start?"

"bring it on."

Xu Tianming responded, and raised his hand to call out the thin knife in the sea of ​​air.

Above the high altitude of this side's fighting arena.

There is a clear water pool, and a group of elderly people are looking at the water and talking.

It can be seen that Xu Tianming and Song Qing are present in this pool.

Dugu Huai stroked his beard, and said in a spirited voice: "Old Zhao, who do you think will win this competition?"

Everyone stopped whispering and looked up at the majestic man in front of them.

Zhao Chongyun chuckled: "I won't favor anyone, anyone of them can win. It's just that there is a big gap between the early stage of Yuanying and the early stage of Huashen."

When other people heard this, they also agreed with each other.

In the realm of transforming gods, one can already manipulate sword intent to perfection, and can kill people with just one's thoughts.

Although Yuanying is also a level that ordinary people cannot touch, but compared with Huashen, the control of distraction will be much worse.

Let's talk about these two people.

Song Qing is Mo Yu's direct disciple, and is also the generation's arrogance that the sect has relied on most in the past 30 years. He practiced the sect's secret method "Qingyun Sword", and practiced hard for 30 years, so that he has today's fortune.

Xu Tianming, Su Youpeng's closed disciple, this person has always been only in the Qi refining state, and he has no name, but he didn't expect that not long ago, he suddenly accumulated a lot of money, and he dreamed of entering the Nascent Soul. He is a strange and secret person.

But no matter what, they all believed that it was impossible for Song Qing to lose.

Zhao Chongyun stopped talking, he looked down at Xu Tianming's figure emerging from the water, his brows were tightly furrowed.

'It seems that this young man is capable of bringing Qiqi out of Jieyuan.Alright, let me see how much information you have hidden."

"The competition begins!" At the same time the referee shouted these words, the figure had already retreated from the competition venue.

Xu Tianming pre-empted the attack. He shook out a dozen or so talismans of different colors from his cuffs, and threw them at Song Qing with a "crack, bang, bang——".

Similar to the advanced techniques of gun fighting, these talismans moved in a straight line at first, and then when they were about to approach Song Qing, the orbits twisted strangely, drawing graceful arcs.

These talismans blocked Song Qing's retreat with tricky attacking positions.

"Hmph, little skill." Song Qing flicked his sleeves lightly.

The Bishui sword transformed into dozens of clones, and once they met each other, they blocked all the talismans.

Song Qing flicked his sleeves again, and the blade of the Bishui Sword made a slight buzzing and vibrating sound, and broke through the air in an instant, stabbing towards Xu Tianming.

During the stabbing process, the Clear Water Sword suddenly turned into countless white awns.

The surface of the white awns is floating with a very light golden color, just like the smear of fire in Yanzhou when the twilight is at its peak. Xu Tianming looked at the white awns not far away in front of him, which were so thin that it was difficult to see clearly with the naked eye, and a very strange feeling arose in his heart. Feeling, I always feel that these white lights are not real, but I can clearly feel that the aura of the world around me has been split into many tiny blocks.It looked very dangerous.

Xu Tianming looked at the tiny white awns that were close at hand, and with his excellent perceptual acuity, tried to see the structure between these white awns clearly, and gradually discovered that Song Qing's swordsmanship was not splitting space, but Affecting the fluctuation of the aura of heaven and earth, forming countless small turbulences around his body.

These aura turbulence is like the wooden fence of the prison cell, which looks indestructible, and there may be many thorny iron nails hidden on it, if you push it forcibly, your hands may be stabbed with blood.

Xu Tianming made a move.

A very clear and amazing knife light flashed by, and before this blue-purple knife light, Song Qing's sword path became extremely dim.

The blade of the thin knife cut straight at the fishing net-like sword light in front of him. When the sharp edge of the knife touched those pale gold and white lights, it made a hissing sound, as if it was about to be melted. Seeing that the blade would be corroded by those pale gold threads, the thin The dense runes that had been silent for a long time suddenly lit up on the broken knife surface of the knife!

A gushing rune power of killing intent spewed out from the blade, easily defeating the actual killing intent of swordsmanship contained in Song Qing's Bishui sword, and smashed those seemingly miraculously powerful light gold and white awns into pieces!

A blow to the sword is just the beginning.

Xu Tianming slashed over again.

Song Qing urged the Bishui sword to step forward to block it again.

But Song Qing was careless, and he frowned.

'What a powerful aura! '

Song Qing was surprised to find that the aura contained in this knife was so pure and domineering that it took her a lot of effort to resist it.

At this time, white clouds blocked out the sun.

With a wave of Xu Tianming's sleeve, the thin knife was split in two, and he rushed towards Song Qing's front.

Xu Tianming's moves were extremely simple.

Not cumbersome.

But brutal.

There is only an afterimage of the thin knife, and the blue-purple light of the knife hits like a gust of wind and rain.

Song Qing hurriedly urged the Bishui sword to parry.

After a fight with swords, lights and swords, Song Qing took a big breath, his face was grim, and his spiritual energy consumption accelerated.

Xu Tianming's expression remained unchanged.

"You are only a Nascent Soul, why is your aura so powerful and vast?" Song Qing asked Xu Tianming.

Xu Tianming remained silent.

"Hmph Xu Tianming, no wonder you made it to the finals. It seems that you are indeed capable, but you can't beat me with brute force." Song Qing looked at Xu Tianming and sneered. Swords flew out of it.

Song Qing recited the formula silently, and the seven small swords suddenly flashed coldly. They were more than ten times bigger, and each of them looked extremely sharp.

"This is the Seven Star Sword!"

"Senior Brother Song Qing is going to make a bigger move!"

"The Seven Star Sword is the unique secret treasure that Elder Mo Yu passed on to Senior Brother Song Qing. It is an earth-level magic weapon! Xu Tianming is about to die!"

The people in the audience shouted loudly when they saw the seven swords shining with stars.

Xu Tianming frowned, it was also the first time he saw an earth-level magic weapon.

Xu Tianming's magic weapon attribute points are only enough to be used as a mysterious magic weapon.

He also doesn't have a solid backing like Song Qing, so he can ask for an earth-level magic weapon.

but.

So what?
Facing the siege of the Seven Star Sword, Xu Tianming just sneered and swiped the sword in a normal way.

The direction of the blade.

The seven seven-star swords that shook the universe were cut off like a shattering rot.

(End of this chapter)