History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1298. Chapter 1272 The Secret

Beyond the earthquake, where the north sword light started, the graceful air currents rushed out, centering on the sword light, turning into a phantom.

Under the shadow of phantom, the sword light turned into something like a flag but not a flag, or an axe but not an axe.

The emptiness of the dark universe was separated by the sword light with the force of opening up the sky and the earth, showing boundless wind.

Gang wind is between nature and nurture, both gentle and bitter.

In the contradiction, there is infinite mystery and terrifying power.

It was created by the former Jin Yao Taibai Supreme Lord, the sword god Yan Xingtang, and now the strongest swordsmanship of the Yuqing line passed down from the line of Kunlun Mountain Yujingyan in the upper realm.

Yuxu opens the Heavenly Sword!

The pure sword light all the way forward, colliding with the sword light of Songhuang Zhang Buxu.

The encounter between the two sides, the strength of the cultivation base, and it was immediately unobstructed.

After thousands of years of accomplishment, he has cultivated four kinds of immortal energy to add his body, combining the four into one, and became Zhang Buxu of his own immortal gang.

Around his body, milky white fairy gangs appeared, like clouds of smoke.

In the fairy gang, four air currents can be seen, naturally moving.

A flow of air circulates swiftly, unconstrained, inconstant shape, never rest.

An air current is bright and graceful, friendly and upward, full of vigor, honest and long.

A stream of air is moderate and peaceful, impartial, seemingly irrelevant, but in fact it matters.

A stream of fierce and tyrannical, violent, violent, and extremely vicious.

Xian has five qi. Except for righteous qi, the other four celestial qis have been refined by Zhang Bu and merged into one.

The immortal gang made in this way is also in line with the changing and graceful characteristics of Zhang Buxu’s Shangqing Qixianjian’s unique learning, and the subtleties of it are brought to the extreme.

And between the swords from the north of the earthquake, there are also milky white fairy gangs floating on his body.

There are three air currents in the fairy gang winding around the north body of the earthquake.

In addition to the moderate and peaceful air, and the fierce hostility, there is also the unwavering, firm and stable righteousness.

Compared to Zhang Buxu, who had survived the True Profound Tribulation a thousand years earlier than himself, Yue Zhenbei now had only three types of immortal energy.

But as his sword light changes, it moves vertically and horizontally, and changes freely.

The sword light from the majesty of Guangkaitiandi turned into filaments, slender and subtle, penetrating into Zhang Buxu’s sword light.

Then, the seemingly faint light of the sword instantly turned mustard seeds into Xumi, seeing the big from childhood, regaining the magnificence of swallowing mountains and rivers, opening up the world, and breaking Zhang Buxu’s sword light from the inside.

A ray of sword light from the Qing Dynasty was like a cloud of chaos.

Then one after another chaos, was smashed by the sword light of Yuezhen North, turned into a separate world, deducing the process of good fortune.

The Jianguang of the Qing Dynasty itself was eliminated invisible.

Unlike Nie Jingshen’s swordsmanship, with unique understanding, the Yuxu Kaitian Sword, which is more shocking to the north, is extremely pure.

But he opened the pure Yuxu Heaven Sword to a certain extreme.

The changes in swordsmanship are all condensed within the sword light, and the atmosphere is endless.

Yan Zhaoge and others next to him met with awe.

“This is really a place to stand, calligraphy and painting thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.” Yan Zhaoge’s eyes lit up.

After reaching a sufficiently high cultivation level, the martial artist can control his own power with precision.

However, the degree varies from person to person, and there is always a difference between superior and inferior.

Only in this aspect, among the people Yan Zhaoge currently knows, they are the strongest at the same level of cultivation. One is his mother Xue Chuqing, and the other is the little sword god Long Xue nearby. lonely.

Regardless of other things, just looking at the fine control of their own power, both of them are extremely good.

This can also be regarded as one aspect of many martial arts talents.

When Long Xueji was the supreme martial sage, his strength was so strong that the high-grade sage soldiers had been very limited in helping him.

Normally, it is normal for him to urge his own strength to directly destroy a high-grade Saint Soldier.

But he could use an ordinary and vulgar green steel sword that could not even be regarded as a treasure soldier or a war soldier, and perform the fierce and brutal swordsmanship of the Supreme Qing.

Although it is not like the sword of good fortune, it can only be put away but cannot be retracted, but the violent and vicious nature of the absolute sword is also rare in the world.

Long Xuejing’s fine control of power is evident.

And now, seeing the sword from Yuezhen to the north, Yan Zhaoge can also feel the exquisiteness of it.

For those who are obsessed with martial arts, it is really a pleasure to see such subtle and subtle swordsmanship.

It was Chen Qianhua and Long Xueji who were fighting against each other.

Long Xueji, who is also proficient in this way, saw it, and his eyes were even more amazing.

No matter how subtle the changes in Zhang Buxu’s swordsmanship, and how fierce the sword intent, there is nothing to fear from the more Zhenbei.

No matter how many swords you have, there are endless changes. I only cut it off with one sword and hit Huanglong.

Zhang Buxu was expressionless, his eyes focused.

But in the focus, it is a little ethereal.

For the same Xuanxian, the strength of the three qi plus the body is not as good as the four qi plus the body.

However, Yue Zhenbei, but forcibly fought with him so as not to let the wind fall.

The two sides are fighting to death, and the outcome is between the two. It all depends on the performance on the spot.

Inadvertently, the four auras were added, and Zhang Buxu, who was already on the top of Xuanxian, might even be defeated by Yuezhen Beijian!

There is a gap in the realm level, but the result of the battle can only show that the more attainable northern swordsmanship is!

Looking at the familiar Yuxu Kaitian Sword, some distant and long memories deep in Zhang Buxu’s heart were awakened.

Once, there were two brothers who practiced the same swordsmanship. They came from the upper realm of the realm, traveled across the sky, and conquered one arrogant Shangqing swordsman with swordsmanship.

At that time, Zhang Buxu had not yet left Biyoutian.

He was also one of them, and then shared the shame of looking back.

Now, there is a feeling of reappearance of the past.

Now it’s not like back then, the two sides are each exhibiting their strengths.

If it’s just like swordsmanship in the past, I’m afraid that the winner has already been divided.

But the loser seems to be the same as before…

Zhang Buxu’s eyes dazzled, his mind was fixed, and all the distracting thoughts were eliminated from his mind, and then the sword power was overwhelming and attacked northward.

Yue Zhenbei’s expression is always solemn, but his spirit is not tense, his heart is not waved, and his heart is calm as a lake, but with the utmost honesty to go all out for every battle, he concentrates on the sword, and cuts through the eyes with the momentum of opening up the world. The super clear sword light like the collapse of the tsunami.

“His Majesty Song has requested it. Although we are not a family, since you have not leaked the Dandian incident to Xian Ting Wai Dao, at least everyone is still a fellow traveler.” Yan Zhaoge arched his hands and said, “It can be done this time, too. Thanks to Bi Youtian’s Uncle Long and Senior Sister Yu’s help, no matter what, the Dandian finally fell into the hands of the authentic masters of my generation.”

Zhang Buxu hadn’t spoken yet, and Tiansu’s icy and angry voice suddenly sounded between heaven and earth: “It’s a good thing to say, but in fact, they are all treacherous and selfish people. In the past, the Heavenly Palace Shrine was also killed in internal fighting, and you will eventually end up like this. !”

“This is your nature, you can never repent!”