The Heavens: A Qing, the Yue Girl at the beginning

Chapter 112 Flying Immortals Outside the Sky
In Zhao Qing's voice, there was some deeply hidden disappointment and accusation.

In her opinion, Ye Gucheng's contest at Zijin Mountain on August [-], as in the original novel, is most likely to carry out the conspiracy of the Pingnan Palace.

After all, Ximen Chuuxue no longer had the record of killing Dugu Yihe in the original work, and was defeated by himself. If he still fought against him, it would be difficult to achieve the effect of attracting the attention of martial arts practitioners and swordsmen all over the world.

Therefore, there is a high probability that Ye Gucheng and Pingnan Wangfu will change their targets and put them on themselves.

Although she didn't have a cold about things like rebellion and usurpation.But she was quite disappointed to infiltrate a pure swordsmanship contest with the color of conspiracy and use it on her.

Hearing Zhao Qing's saying that it would be better to compete swords here and now, Ye Gucheng's eyelashes suddenly jumped violently.

No one could tell, was the flickering in his eyes excited or hesitant?

Taoist Mu took a deep breath, and interjected from the side:
"City Master Ye, since Miss Zhao wants to compete with swords now, you might as well agree to come down. Don't blame the old man for making his words clear. Logically speaking, with Miss Zhao's talent in swordsmanship, the longer the delay, the better the advantage. Obviously it's only going to get bigger."

He gently stroked his beard and the blue sermon robe on his body, and said again: "Time is not forgiving. In these years, you have surpassed us old people step by step, and I have a deep understanding of this."

Zhao Qing also spoke again, calmly said: "City Master Ye, I have been looking forward to your style of Flying Immortal for a long time. I hope it can be as pure as the blue sky and white clouds, clean and clean."

"Blue sky and white clouds, flawless and unstained."

Ye Gucheng's eyes suddenly lit up, and his whole body seemed to exude a dazzling brilliance.

His swordsmanship is already Wugou, but is his heart also Wugou?

A look of loneliness flashed across his cold star-like eyes, and he slowly said to Zhao Qing: "I am a very proud person, so I have never had friends, and I don't care. None, that's the real loneliness."

"Fortunately, I finally found a real opponent, cleared away the loneliness in the past, and glimpsed half of the way forward."

"At this time, here, I will fight you as a flying fairy from the sky."

Ye Gucheng's right hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

……

Ye Gucheng actually gave up the conspiracy?

Zhao Qing's originally dim eyes lit up again.

Suddenly she understood his feelings.

Perhaps the reason why Ye Gucheng did this is because his swordsmanship has reached the upper limit of what he can see, and he has no more pursuit of swordsmanship. He feels that the heights are too cold and lonely. It can also be said to kill the rest of the boring life.

But when he finally discovered a possible way forward, the sword intent and the way of the sword overwhelmed the original conspiracy and washed away the dirt in his heart.

Zhao Qing felt that Ye Gucheng's sword intent suddenly rose the moment he spoke just now, almost breaking through to a new level.

She stared at the other party, and slowly said: "Let's fight in the open space outside the house!"

……

The evening breeze blows gently, bringing the fragrance of the leaves from the distant mountains, which makes people feel refreshed.

Outside the house, there is an open space between the halls of the Zen temple.Everyone has their own concerns, preparing for the amazing battle that is about to begin.

"Borrow a sword and use it."

Zhao Qing suddenly stretched out his hand and made a move, and a light blue long sword fell into her hand.

Layman Gu Song's face changed drastically, but he didn't make a sound.Just now, Zhao Qing used all his strength to snatch the long sword from his waist. Although he didn't have any defenses, such a huge gap was shocking.

Zhao Qing held the long sword lightly, stabbed lightly, and shattered the wind.

"Good sword!" Since Ye Gucheng gave up his long-planned strategy, she also decided to use sword against sword, using only a considerable amount of strength, and giving the opponent a certain amount of respect.

This will be a pure sword fight.

Lay Gu Song smiled wryly.His saber was originally an ancient sword bought with 11 taels of black iron, so it was naturally a first-class sword.

Ye Gucheng raised his sword slightly, and it was also out of its sheath.

His eyes fell on the sword in Zhao Qing's hand, and on Zhao Qing's eyes. He concentrated all his attention, as if he wanted to see clearly every slight movement and every muscle beating of the opponent.

Ye Gucheng observed carefully, not missing a single point.

Because every point may be a factor that determines the outcome of this battle.

The battle between masters is like a decisive battle between armies. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle.

After a few breaths, he finally spoke: "Please."

Zhao Qing nodded lightly, the sword in his hand had already been stabbed out.In an instant, it turned into a cloud of cold stars, and after a short while, it converged and concentrated into a long rainbow of sword energy.

The Changhong streaked across the evening sky, overwhelming the setting sun and the clouds in the sky in an instant.Everything around seems to have lost its color.

When Ye Gucheng moved his hand, the sword light flew up!

A brilliant sword light rushes out, and the man also rushes out. His man and the sword have become one, with the ethereal agility of white clouds, and the extreme speed of shocking light.

In the next instant, two incomparably brilliant sword lights intertwined, intertwined, collided, and shattered.A large amount of shattered sword energy rushed out in all directions, carrying a terrifying chill that chilled even the bone marrow.

Everyone present had never seen such a brilliant and swift sword light.

Even the Flying Immortal from Heaven, whom Mu Taoist and Gu Song layman had seen in the past, lost a bit of color under the confrontation of the two swords at this moment-four months ago, facing Mu Taoist, the famous elder of the Wudang sect, Ye After all, Gucheng has left some spare energy.

With thirteen very fine sounds, Ye Gucheng, who was dressed in white like snow, retracted his sword suddenly, his feet alternated a little bit, and his whole body instantly soared into the air.

The real Flying Immortal can only reach the pinnacle of perfection if he is condescending.

Zhao Qing's long sword was slanted upwards, and he didn't make a move to interrupt the opponent's charged blow.

Just like Shangguan Jinhong wanted to see Xiao Li Feidao who had reached his peak, but he didn't stop the flying knife in advance.

In mid-air, Ye Gucheng has already drawn his sword.

This sword is formed before the move is made, and the mind stays after the move is made, so that the rigidity becomes the softest, and the unchanged becomes changeable.

It was a snow-white horse falling slantingly, integrated with the strength of the whole body, without any unnecessary changes, but it was more terrifying and sharper than countless changes!
His body skills, techniques, state of mind, and even his whole person are all in the service of swordsmanship.

This is the unity of man and sword!

No one can describe the beauty and brilliance of this sword, and no one can describe the speed of this sword!

It was not just a sword, but the wrath of Thor, a strike of lightning!
However, Zhao Qing has already seen Ye Gucheng's moves, and she has already drawn her sword!

(End of this chapter)