My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult

64  Chapter 64 Sword Control Opens and Closes, Heaven and Earth Darken

Liu Qingshan finished speaking and slapped his palm forward.

"Boom!"

In the air, a cold handprint appeared and instantly shot out dozens of feet, rushing towards An Jing with an extremely fierce screeching sound.

Before this palm print reached An Jing, a surge of turquoise Qi Force enveloped his body, with countless streams of turquoise Qi Force crazily rushing in from all directions.

Seeing the densely packed turquoise Qi Force around him, An Jing dared not be careless and slashed forward with his longsword.

Clang clang clang clang!

In just the span of a breath, An Jing swung hundreds of swords, blocking all the incoming turquoise Qi Force.

Suddenly, An Jing felt a chill run down his spine, as if some danger was approaching.

"Break for me!"

An Jing thrust his longsword violently towards an area three feet to his left, only to hit Liu Qingshan's afterimage, and then drove it toward the ground, causing a thunderous explosion.

Surrounding stone slabs and wooden furniture were blown away, shaking the entire great hall.

As the two exchanged blows, it was as though two volcanoes furiously collided, shaking the earth and astounding everyone.

"This is a battle between top masters."

All onlookers stared at the two figures, amazed in their hearts.

"Fourth Level Sword Skill?"

Liu Qingshan took several steps back, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

This move, he had not tested An Jing but aimed to kill with a single strike, yet it was seen through by An Jing.

Liu Qingshan's pupils contracted slightly; he knew that to handle this swordsman today, he had to bring out his true power.

In the blink of an eye, the two collided once more.

The crisscrossing figures moved so quickly that except for Tian Liu and Zhao Qingmei, hardly anyone could discern their movements; even Mu Jinglun could barely make them out.

Liu Qingshan shouted lowly and waved his palm forward fiercely, the surging Qi Force instantly bursting forth as if a massive mountain ferociously fell.

Boom! Boom!

The terrifying sound reverberated, making many spectators' faces turn pale and forcing them to retreat repeatedly.

Qingshan Palm Seal! Earth Splitting!

An Jing felt a massive force lock onto him, followed by fierce winds rushing in, howling intensely.

Nine-character Sword Technique! Zhen Character Secret!

His longsword danced wildly, instantly forming trails of sword light that seemed connected, assembling into various sword arrays.

"Crack crack crack!"

The huge handprint pressed down fiercely while the sword light formed by the arrays instantly began to fracture.

Liu Qingshan's eyes gleamed with murderous intent, Inner Strength furiously surging towards his arm.

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The sword array could no longer withstand the terrifying pressure, instantly shattering, and the remaining Qi Force rushed towards An Jing below.

"It's over...."

Su Ze's brow furrowed, feeling a bad premonition.

Is the peerless swordsman very powerful?

Indeed very powerful, but who is Liu Qingshan?

That is the Gang Leader of Cao Gang, the undisputed overlord of Jiangnan Dao, an authority whose presence has deeply rooted in everyone's heart.

The last time he acted was seven years ago, and he hadn't even made a move when attacking the headquarters of Nu Jing Gang.

Tan Yun's expression was also extremely tense, as if his heart had leaped to his throat.

Zhao Qingmei's Qi Sea was surging, already preparing to make a move.

"Buzz! Buzz!"

Just then, from within An Jing's dark blue cloak, intense golden light burst forth, instantly blocking that extremely domineering Palm Seal.

But even so, An Jing still stepped back several steps, a sharp pain in his chest, followed by a sweet taste gushing from his mouth.

"No way, I can't keep entangling with Liu Qingshan anymore...."

An Jing's throat moved, forcibly swallowing the blood down.

Once he fell into a disadvantaged position, the masters from Jiangnan Dao's four major families would likely swarm him, and it would then be troublesome to escape.

Moreover, his purpose was not to compete with Liu Qingshan to decide life and death.

"Hmm!?"

Zhao Qingmei's actions froze, this kind of oppressive force was all too familiar to her, but how could such force possibly emanate from this swordsman?

Liu Qingshan was also shaken upon seeing that golden light, and soon his expression turned grave.

Tian Liu just stood there woodenly, without an order from Liu Qingshan, as if he would never make a move on his own.

"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"

An Jing waved his longsword, and the sound of the sword's hymn echoed through heaven and earth, as if it transformed into tangible sound waves.

Then he pointed his sword towards Liu Qingshan.

"Shhh!"

A chilling breath enveloped the world, it was the Ghost Valley Sword Technique, the One Sword Life-taking Form.

One Sword Life-taking!

Liu Qingshan felt as if the world had slowed down, with only that sword tip approaching, making it impossible to evade, forcing him to meet it head-on.

"Ghost Valley?"

Liu Qingshan took a deep breath, clenched his five fingers, then threw a punch forward.

"Bang!"

At the moment his fist met the tip of the sword, his eyebrows furrowed.

An Jing was pushed back by the force, his footsteps nearly floating off the ground as he quickly retreated backward, and with one sweep of his right arm, he hoisted Xue Chen's corpse onto his shoulder.

"Thinking of leaving?"

Liu Qingshan's gaze turned icy, his fingers stretched out, his inner strength unknowingly enveloped his fingertips, firm as indestructible rock.

Qingshan Palm Seal! Beng Mountain!

"Shhh!"

An Jing raised his longsword, massive inner strength surged into it, and then the sword seemed to come alive, breaking free from his hand.

That previous strike was not a killing move, this one was.

Unity Sword Technique! Sword Control Technique!

The ordinary longsword, at this moment, resembled a vast immortal sword, piercing the air.

"Whoosh!"

A surge of sword light shone brightly, causing everyone's hearts to skip a beat, as if reaching their throats.

This sword light no longer appeared earthly, but rather seemed like that of a legendary immortal's sword.

The entire Buddhist Temple was filled with sword light, and the sky seemed to dim at that moment.

"Quick! Run!"

"Leave here quickly!"

......

The heads of the four major families of Jiangnan Dao and other experts on site quickly backed away.

Zhao Qingmei's eyebrows twitched.

"Not good!"

Upon seeing this, Fa Wu trembled inside, his inner strength circulating like a vast river.

"Swoosh!"

As it got darker, the sword returned to formlessness, the ancient twilight silently closed, and the world became utterly silent.

That sword's light directly pierced through the void, through the earth of the Buddhist Temple, as if it would never stop.

The remaining sword light's blast swept to the sides, leaving some people's faces so pale they lacked any hint of color, just when a golden light rose, blocking all the remaining Qi Force.

Everyone looked, and that rising golden light was actually a young monk with clear and handsome features, shaken by the remaining Qi Force, his complexion also looked very unwell.

"Thud!"

Liu Qingshan's eyes carried a hint of astonishment, and after a long moment, a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

The sword light split past, and his robe now had a trace of blood.

'Drip' 'Drip'

The great hall was very quiet, the only sound was that of blood flowing.

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