I trained my sister to the eighth level of boxing

As soon as Lu Ziqing flew into the air, a roc bird stretched out its claws and grabbed it. But before the bird's claws fell on Lu Ziqing, Lu Ziqing's figure had grown tenfold, and he knocked away the roc's claws with a sword.

The Dapeng birds all around became wild and attacked Lu Ziqing crazily. Lu Ziqing's sword dodged back and forth between the beaks and claws of these birds, constantly fending them off with his sword energy.

A shadow passed in the sky, and a very huge roc spread its wings and flew over. The other rocs could not attack for a long time, but were beaten to pieces by Lu Ziqing. They all screamed and fled away, for this roc. Birds give way. The roc bird flapped its wings and instantly shot up into the sky, turning into a small black dot. Then it swooped down and struck Lu Ziqing with a claw.

Lu Ziqing saw this claw strike down on his head, and the claw wind even turned red. Both in terms of power and speed, it was comparable to a sword master's strike. In his excitement, he directly went up with his sword and shouted loudly. The Vulcan Sword Gang turned into a mountain shadow and soared into the sky. It had the stability of the Ten Thousand Mountains Sword Qi he learned from Meng Yi, and at the same time had a volcanic character. Explosive power.

The roc's claws collided with the sword, unable to break through. Then, it was erupted by the sword energy, causing it to scream and flutter its wings to avoid it.

The Dapeng bird's eyes widened, as if it had remembered something, and a ball of anger arose. It actually spoke human words and shouted in a rough voice: "Since you have already escaped, why are you coming back?"

At first, the immortals abandoned the sacred mountain and fled, but now their bird's nests were flooded, which really made them angry.

Lu Ziqing knew there was a misunderstanding. The Dapeng thought he was an immortal who originally lived on Fanghu Mountain. However, Lu Ziqing did not defend himself and just smiled and said, "I'll come back to save you."

The Dapeng bird said arrogantly: "We don't need to be saved!"

Lu Ziqing's sword swung straight into the sky and shouted: "Then take my sword! The winner has the final say."

The roc bird also chased Lu Ziqing, flying high into the sky like a projectile. It is naturally well versed in aerial combat. Whoever flies high will have an advantage, because the entire back, head, and neck of the one flying low will be under threat from the opponent's claws or sword blades.

Lu Ziqing was overtaken by the whoosh of the roc, and was even blown upside down by the strong wind stirred up by the bird's wings for an unknown distance.

"Okay!" Lu Ziqing became competitive. This roc was really powerful. Lu Ziqing immediately exerted force again, making his sword lift into the air faster. The roc bird would not waste this opportunity to gain altitude. Its talons had already reached to the top of its head like lightning, and it was grabbing at Lu Ziqing. Lu Zi was mentally prepared early in the morning, and his figure transformed into a long dragon with the sword energy. Instead of being crushed into the mortal world, he escaped like a koi carp leaping through a dragon gate, and took advantage of the opponent's dive to overtake his opponent.

The Dapeng bird's eyes flashed, and when its claws fell, it knew something was wrong. A sword energy hit it head-on, causing it to flee quickly. It fluttered its wings and escaped from the sword light. To a mortal, its speed would be thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye. However, Lu Ziqing's sword light was like a gangrene attached to the bone, always on top of its head.

On the sacred mountain of Daiyu, Xuanwu Sword Master Wei Yue was dumbfounded. It is not unusual for Lu Ziqing, who holds the Mountain God Stone, to be able to transform into a giant in Guixu, but he can actually chase the roc with a sword! As soon as the roc flapped its wings, it flew from the front of Fanghu Mountain to the back of the mountain. It was thousands of miles away at every turn. As a turtle, he could not imagine such a speed. Now he suddenly saw someone chasing the roc with a sword, and Wei Yue's three views collapsed. It is absolutely impossible for a normal Xiaoyun Sect sword to be faster than the Dapeng Bird!

In Lu Ziqing's mind, the somersault cloud spell instructed by Sun Dasheng kept coming. This cloud-stepping flying method actually matches well with Lu Ziqing's sword-wielding posture in terms of body skills. However, the somersaulting cloud flying method also incorporates some footwork for traveling through space, using condensed clouds to achieve spatial expansion and contraction. Therefore, when others see Sun Dasheng jumping on the somersault cloud, they can always see that his figure is elongated. When he flies fast, his feet are constantly running, and his figure is also stretching and contracting.

Lu Ziqing learned this somersault cloud spell with ease, because the mirage spiritual mist originally had the same space-time characteristics as the somersault cloud, and was more powerful, but he didn't know it could be used in this way before. At this time, while Lu Ziqing was stepping on the Flying Kite Sword, the mirage spiritual mist also surged out along with the sword energy. Lu Ziqing's sword-wielding figure was suddenly stretched like a rainbow. He chased the Dapeng closely, pressing down on the Dapeng. The bird's head was blown flat with sword energy. After a while, a black dot flew back from the sky. Lu Ziqing rode on the back of the roc, and the roc surrendered.

Under the watchful eyes of a group of hovering rocs, Lu Ziqing landed on the top of Fanghu Mountain - now the promontory - and placed the mountain stone at the designated location.

Fanghu Shenshan lit up, then went out again.

The square pot bubbled and bubbled: "I'm going to drown."

The spiritual energy of the sacred mountain cannot be lifted at all, after all, half of it is still submerged under the sea.

The largest roc bird fell from the sky and turned into a tall man wearing gorgeous winged armor. He knelt down and said, "General Tianpeng meets the mountain god!"

"Wait for a moment." Lu Ziqing asked Tianpeng to stand up, and he had to solve the problem of the mountain's collapse first.

Lu Ziqing took out the Miaosheng pen, and the baby held on for a while longer! Dad is going to paint, "Fang Hu Shan Yin Tu"!
This time it was easier to draw, because there was no need to draw those ghost cities and palaces for the time being. All I had to do was make the Piaomiaojuan blend with the foot of the Fanghu Mountain, and add a big turtle to it. The only difficulty with this picture is that Lu Ziqing had to tilt his head when drawing it, because Fang Hu Shenshan is lying face down.

Miao Sheng saw Lu Ziqing trying to tilt his neck, and said speechlessly: "Aqing, have you ever thought about it. In fact, you don't need to tilt it, just let the scroll stand upright."

Qiluo also waved his sleeves, and the Piaomiao scroll immediately stood up, changing from a horizontal scroll to a vertical scroll.

Lu Ziqing's neck also straightened up, and he said calmly: "I just think it's more interesting to draw with my head tilted." These words made Hai Tianyijian burst into laughter.

Fang Hu was still very picky in this situation and demanded: "I like purple, I want a purple turtle."

"Okay." Lu Ziqing drew a big turtle with purple skin spots in the picture, just like the green turtle on Daiyu, carrying the sacred mountain on its back.

The Piaomiao Scroll unfolded immediately and merged with the Fanghu Mountain. But Fanghu Shenshan's own spiritual energy is no longer enough, because half of the mountain forest has been flooded, and that part of the spiritual energy has long been exhausted. The misty scrolls drawn are virtual and cannot extend under the sea like the "Yin Tu of Daiyu Mountain".