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"Ta Ta Ta Ta..."

An Jing was shocked by his strength, and retreated back again and again.

Qi Shu's heart skipped a beat, and he directly burned his blood since his true energy was exhausted.

As the essence and blood continued to transpire and burn, that abundant power returned to his body again.

boom!

Qi Shu stomped the sole of his foot, and the ground burst open, and then a series of cracks like spider webs were formed around the footprints.

At this moment, it was like a landslide.

And under his feet is no longer the land, but a vast and boundless galaxy.

Nine Star Fist!Nine Stars!

Qi Shu's eyes were extremely deep, and then he punched forward.

The terrifying force of the fist surged away, and the air crackled, like a mountain falling hard, unstoppable.

"Old man, are you going to work hard?"

An Jing raised his arm, and the Suppressing Evil Sword suddenly flew out, as if the mountains and rivers on the edge of the blade were instantly turned upside down.

A huge flying sword was born out of nowhere, across the world, the boundless sharpness surged in, and the stabbing technique made everyone's heart shudder.

The light of this sword soars into the sky!

This sword power shakes the mountains and rivers!

A series of terrifying sword glows surged up, and the biting cold seemed to freeze Qi Shu's true energy, making him unable to move.

Return to one sword art!Yujian Feixian!

This is the last martial art of Gui Yi's sword art. An Jing has always regarded this move as a unique skill.

A huge flying sword rises up, the closer it is, the more people can feel the coldness in it.

When the tip of the sword and the strength of the fist touched, the air seemed to freeze.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

Both An Jing and Qi Shu were injured by the counter-shock at the same time, and they both spat out a mouthful of blood.

Boom!

A deep voice sounded.

The ground under the two people's feet collapsed in an instant, and the ring-shaped shock wave raged, setting off a huge wave of energy several feet long, rumbling towards the distance.

Crash!Hula la!

Countless trees turned into sawdust, and the surrounding area became ruins.

An Jing bit the tip of his tongue, and moved his body forward.

"Hey!"

The icy sword light pierced through the billowing air waves, heading forward indomitably, as if it wanted to completely submerge Qi Shu in front of it.

At this moment, Qi Shu was already exhausted, his eyes were open angrily, and he could only look at An Jing who was rushing towards him.

"Are you really going to die?"

This is the last thought in Qi Shu's mind at this moment.

He had thought that he would die, but he never thought that it would be today.

The tip of the Suppressing Evil Sword shone with a cold light, the front was extremely cold, and the crisp sword chant resounded in all directions, reaching directly between Qi Shu's eyebrows.

"not good!"

"Roar!"

At this moment, a frightening aura came from a distance, such a terrifying power An Jing had never encountered before.

It's like a mountain is pressing on my heart, I can't breathe at all, and my brain is blank.

A huge palm fell from the sky and fell hard.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

An Jing's sword energy was completely deciphered, and his body was also crushed so that he could not move at all, so he could only growl: "Kill him for me."

Hei Jiao let out a low growl, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, and then a thunderbolt fell and hit Qi Shu hard.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Qi Shu had no room to resist at all, he was directly hit by the thunder, and instantly lost consciousness, and fell directly to the ground.

The huge palm no longer cared about An Jing, and grabbed Qi Shu's body.

"Don't think about it!"

An Jing slapped the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand, and a beam of sword light swept towards the huge palm.

But the phantom of the palm was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared wrapped around Qi Shu's body.

"Chi Chi!" "Chi Chi!"

The cold sword light swept the ground, immediately stirring up a large cloud of flying sand, rocks and smoke.

"So fast!"

An Jing looked at the direction where the palm disappeared, and frowned: "The person who made the move must be a top master, could it be someone from the late gold?"

"Roar!"

The black dragon instinctively let out a low growl, it seemed that it was because of the top master who made a sudden attack just now, which made it a little uneasy.

An Jing comforted Hei Jiao, and then he couldn't help thinking.

It was only a little bit close to killing that Qi Shu, but it caused the top master of the later gold to spoil the situation.

However, Grandmaster Jin's master strength is really amazing, even at such a long distance, he even repelled himself and rescued Qi Shu.

Even if it is Houjin, there are absolutely no more than three people with this level of cultivation.

Who the hell is that man! ?

He actually rescued Qi Shu, so Zhao Guo and Hou Jinding must have colluded.

An Jing took a deep breath, regrettably said: "Qi Shu is not dead today, this grievance may have been settled, but his injury will not recover even after a few years."

Chapter 180 Famous Ghost Swordsman

Dayan border.

The wind and sand are endless, vast, rough and unrestrained, and the majestic and majestic charm is shocking, and at the same time it makes people feel endlessly tired.

This place is far away from the hustle and bustle, and even the birds will not miss this place. The heavy time is pressed on this vast land, and it is difficult to capture the extraordinary years. Yesterday, today, and tomorrow are all solidified together. .

Only drought-resistant jujube trees and poplar trees grow, and occasionally there are clusters of half-foot-tall Achnatherum splendens, all alone watching this side of the land.

This kind of feeling is better than the sea and mountains, and makes people really understand what is empty and vast.

An Jing held the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand and looked in the direction that was going away.

It seems that his mind is still thinking about the power left by that palm, or he is admiring the vast land in the distance.

"Crash!" "Crash!"

At the same time, countless masters of the rivers and lakes flocked from afar.

These people wore all kinds of costumes, but the anxious expressions on their faces were all the same. They all wanted to know what happened to the ghost swordsman chasing and killing Qi Shu.

"That's the ghost swordsman!"

One person saw An Jing standing in front of him and shouted hastily.

Everyone stopped and looked over.

I saw the yellow sand sweeping in front of me, the sound of the wind whistling, the hem of the man in black robe fluttered with the strong wind, his body was as straight as a spear.

The surrounding ground was in a mess, and blood could be vaguely seen.

The black flood dragon hovered in mid-air at this moment, quietly waiting for something.

"How is this going?"

"Where's Qi Shuren?"

.........

Everyone is full of doubts.

Among the crowd, a woman came out slowly and shouted, "Your Excellency, I don't know where the Qi Shu thief is now?"

There were a few lines of wrinkles on the woman's face, but her facial features were beautiful and charming, and there was even a look in her eyes.

Wushuangjian, Wang Ningshui.

A master of the Five Lakes and Four Seas Hall.

"The mysterious master of Daxue Mountain has been rescued."

An Jing lightly withdrew his gaze and said lightly.

Hearing An Jing's words, everyone present felt sorry, but then they were all shocked.

"Qi Shu's kid has been hunted down for more than three hundred li, so this time it's a big fall."

"If it weren't for someone from Houjin to take action, Qi Shu would definitely die."

"Such a despicable and shameless villain, let him run away."

"Could it be that Daxueshan is colluding secretly with Black Ice Terrace?"

"The post-gold barbarians dare to invade my ancestral land?"

........

Although everyone felt a little sorry.

Three hundred miles!

The ghost swordsman chased and killed Qi Shu for a full three hundred miles.

You must know that Qi Shu is also a leading master in Zhao country, and his reputation when he debuted was no less than that of Xiao Qianqiu, even three points higher than Xiao Qianqiu.

Only later, Qi Shu was gradually suppressed by Xiao Qianqiu.

Xiao Qianqiu is known as the number one genius in the world, and the most promising master to become a grand master. It is not a shame to be suppressed by this person. With the aptitude of Qishu in a barren era, it might not be able to support the world.

And Zhao Guo also regards Qi Shu as the next Qi Wushuang, and Qi Shu has lived up to the expectations of others at all. He has already cultivated as a second-qi master in his early fifties.

Now that he suffered such humiliation, and ran for three hundred miles in disgrace, if it hadn't been for the master Hou Jin, he might have died in the territory of Dayan, by the sword of the ghost swordsman.

Looking at the figure, everyone was a little awed.

An Jing exhaled lightly, he was thinking deeply.

Now that he is a half-step master, how can he truly reach the master.

If he cultivated on his own, it would take decades of hard work to achieve it, but he couldn't wait that long now, and he needed to find a way to quickly become a master.

"There are still two months left, and I will reach Grandmaster within two months."

An Jing ignored the crowd, jumped and landed on Jiao's back.

"Roar!"

Hei Jiao let out a low growl, and that mighty voice shook the sky and resounded in all directions.

Everyone was staring at the scene in front of them, the peerless swordsman was soaked in orange sunlight, and his gestures were indescribably free and easy.

There was solemnity in everyone's eyes, and they all avoided to the sides.

Wang Ningshui couldn't help shouting as she watched the back gradually go away.

"Your Excellency, when will you become the number one swordsman in the world?"

However, An Jing didn't speak any more, the black flood dragon was extremely fast, and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.