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Chapter 54: It should be the celestial being drunk, smashing the white clouds into pieces(1/3)

Chang'an was shaken throughout the city.

Between Li Qiubei and Chang'an City, a huge energy machine as big as the Lancang River lay across.

A wave of sword energy surged out from left to right.

The Taoist weapon that had been covered in dust for thousands of years regained its former glory as the sword master once again cleared the way.

Like a broken sword being reforged.

Later, its momentum returned.

A light as clear as water flashed from the body of the three-foot sword, lingering and shining.

The buzzing sound of swords echoed across the heaven and earth, and spread out like ripples in all directions at a terrifying speed.

Heaven and earth resonate with the sound of the sword, things and I, joy and sorrow are all forgotten.

Everyone who witnessed this sword gasped.

Finally, as the sword came out.

The world became silent, except for the roar of flying swords piercing the sky.

Everyone looked up following the sound.

Chang'an, the capital of Great Xia, used to be full of flowers and huge crowds. As the largest city in the human domain, the layout of the city was very well planned, unlike some small cities with winding streets like spider webs.

Its first defensive barrier, which is also the first impression of Chang'an by people all over the world, is the Xuanwu Gate.

The Xuanwu Gate is extremely majestic, reflecting the cold light under the sunlight.

There is a sword mark in the center of the Xuanwu Gate. The sword intention on it will last for thousands of years. It was left by Li Qiubei when he first visited the Sword Fairyland.

You must know that the Xuanwu Gate, as the facade of Chang'an, is made of ten thousand years of black iron, with exquisite and mysterious patterns engraved on it. It would take a very long time for ordinary ninth-level monks to destroy this gate.

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Only Li Qiubei could easily leave sword marks on this door.

The cow's ear spins slightly, causing a strong airflow to be generated, which remains on the trajectory of the cow's ear flying out, like a flame tail.

It goes straight to the Xuanwu Gate, advancing but never retreating.

The next moment, there was an uproar and a roar.

The Xuanwu Gate, which was like a majestic Great Wall, indestructible in the eyes of the world, instantly shattered into countless tiny fragments under this sword, flying all over the sky without causing any obstruction at all.

The bull's ear continued to sweep forward with the momentum of breaking through bamboo.

Behind Xuanwu Gate is the spacious Xuanwu Road.

Taking Xuanwu Road behind Xuanwu Gate as the central axis, the buildings on both sides are lined up in sequence, making it majestic.

The brave man jumped out of the gate and walked forward.

Wherever he passed, the building tiles on both sides were pulled by invisible energy, and they were all lifted up and flew upwards.

Youdaoguan Bell Tower, the eaves at the top of the tower broke off as if they were pressed down by Mount Tai, and then the bell tower seemed to have been cut flatly with a sword, and collapsed all the way down.

The central avenue is extremely wide and leads directly to the Guangming Gate of the inner city.

A thunderous flying sword blasted open the light door again.

That sword, all the way through Qixia Gate, Mingde Gate, Anhua Gate, Yanping Gate, Jinguang Gate, Kaiyuanmen...

In addition, there are many buildings and walls blocking the way, but for this flying sword, it is as domineering as if there is nothing else in the world. Anyone who dares to stand in its path, whether it is an object or a person,

All turned into powder.

Then, continue on, Gwanghwagong, Kyungyao Palace, Banglin Palace, Tonghua Palace, Chunming Palace, Yeonheung Palace...

When a bull's ear meets a door, it opens; when it meets a palace, it breaks the palace.

Just like its sword master, if the path of the sword is bumpy, it will move mountains when it encounters it, and it will cut off rivers when it encounters water.

Heaven and earth are united, leaving only a thin line.

This line is the sword thrown by Li Qiubei.

This is a truly straight line, and nothing you encounter on the road will hinder your progress.

From south to north, it ran through the entire Chang'an, smashed the Xuanwu Gate, and kept moving forward along the long imperial road. Wherever it passed, the energy was so powerful that the bluestones of the street cracked and turned into powder.

In the center of the central axis, that is, the most central and most important position of the entire Chang'an City, stands the Great Xia Imperial Palace.

This is the political center of Daxia and the embodiment of power.

But at this moment, a long sword broke through the palace door and entered.

Its target is naturally not the Daxia monks in the palace.

The line between heaven and earth is thousands of feet high. It rises from the sky, with the momentum of standing up to the sky and the earth, and with the majestic and majestic momentum, it stabs upwards.

Xia Qing, who was hanging above the palace, faced the oncoming sword with a solemn face and a frown. He didn't know whether he was more shocked or more angry.

There was a turmoil in his heart.

This was Li Qiubei's clearing sword.

Xia Qing's blood surged into the sky, feeling extremely solemn.

He held the Zunzun spear in his hand to resist the enemy, and stabbed forward with the spear.

On the thick bronze arms, the muscles are as solid as a rock, containing the power to break mountains and split seas.

One side's Qi is flowing and turbulent, while the other's blood Qi is raging like a vast ocean.

Xia Qing is the strongest physical practitioner in the human race today.

Spears and swords collided.

There was a loud bang.

Where the two collide, the energy surges like a mirror.

Then, the sky opened and the sky was filled with light.

A beam of light fell from the sky.

At this moment, Xia Qing Naru's face finally filled with horror that could no longer be concealed.

Because, this is... Tianmen.

It's not his Tianmen, it's Li Qiubai's Tianmen.

boom!

Another particularly majestic and bright beam of light fell straight from the sky, from top to bottom.

Two pillars of light stand.

The gate of heaven has been completed.

The killing spear is seven feet long.

The bull's ear advances inch by inch.

Every inch it advances, the killing spear disappears.

Whenever a one-foot long spear was destroyed, Xia Qing would bleed from all over.

When there was only one foot left of the seven-foot spear, Xia Qing's eyes and ears were bleeding profusely. The miserable appearance of the only half-ancestor of the human race was really horrifying.

"Li Qiubei..." Blood flowed across Xia Qing's face, but his face was bloodless.

He knew that Li Qiubei, who had re-trained in swordsmanship, was now extremely powerful in swordsmanship, but he did not expect that he would be so powerful.

Entering the Tao is the peak, and one sword leaves the gate of heaven.

But the problem is that sword cultivation is to open the way, not to combine it.

To develop such a powerful swordsmanship, the luck required is second only to the luck of Chengtian.

If Li Qiubei had such a level of swordsmanship ten thousand years ago, even the part of Great Xia's luck that Xia Xiaoxiao borrowed would not be enough to protect him.

But now, Li Qiubei's luck in the Great Xia has dissipated, but his swordsmanship has risen to seven, eight, nine, and nine levels. This situation means that the day when the path is opened is the day when Li Qiubei will die.

This will be the pinnacle sword of swordsmanship in the world, and it will also be Li Qiubai's last sword.

"All cultivation is hard-earned, why do you have to make such a mistake?" Xia Qing murmured, with all kinds of emotions flowing in his eyes.

The last foot of the spear disappeared in the wind.

A line of swords collided with the half-ancestor's body.

Xia Qing's clothes seemed to have been cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, and his flesh and blood began to turn into pieces.

In just a moment, Xia Qing was almost exhausted and died.

But the power of sword energy is still growing.

Xia Qing felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his whole body trembling violently, his golden blood flying out like a floodgate, and endless golden mist overflowing between the sky and the earth.

One sword has already penetrated Xia Qing's body.
To be continued...
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