Chapter 601 Shushan Li Qingxiao

In the center of the venue, Li Qingxiao, dressed in a green shirt, was standing with a sword over his back.

He seemed to be standing there casually, but he was like a sword that had not been unsheathed, with a restrained edge.

[Wow! So handsome! ]

[His eyes are killing me!!!]

[Don't just look at the handsomeness of the guy above, his master is also awesome! ]

[Yes, the Shushan Sword Sect, the Taoist tradition passed down by Taoist Taiqing, is rumored to be famous, although I don’t know whether it is true or not.]

"Li Qingxiao from Shushan, please teach me."

Li Qingxiao waved his hand and said indifferently.

Durand held the sword upright in front of him with both hands: "May the light be with you."

"The fourth game starts now!"

Li Qingxiao pointed his sword and the long sword behind him automatically came out of its sheath, turning into a beam of green light and piercing Durand's forehead.

Durand blocked with his greatsword, and the holy light and sword energy collided, causing a deafening roar.

Li Qingxiao's sword light was like a blue rainbow piercing the sun, causing ripples on Durand's holy light shield.

The silver-armored knight swung his two-handed sword like the wind, but he could never touch the edge of the green clothes.

“Holy Light!”

Durand suddenly knelt on one knee and thrust his great sword into the ground, "Protect your warriors!"

A blinding white light burst out from the sword, instantly covering half of the venue.

There was a cry of surprise from the audience, and many people subconsciously covered their eyes.

Just when the light was at its brightest, Li Qingxiao's figure suddenly disappeared.

"Up there!"

Durand looked up suddenly, only to see a green figure hanging upside down, with the tip of the sword pointing at his forehead.

At the critical moment, Durand rolled sideways, and the sword light brushed past his shoulder armor, leaving a deep mark.

Before he could rejoice, his neck suddenly felt cold and the tip of the sword swept across his neck.

The sword flashed like snow, lightly scratching Durand's neck before being retracted.

A drop of blood slid down the gap in the silver armor, and was particularly glaring on the holy white armor.

"Thank you."

Li Qingxiao sheathed his sword, his green robe fluttering as before.

Durand touched his neck and his fingertips were stained with blood.

He took a deep breath and slowly took off his armor: "Why did you hold back?"

"The sword is used to stop war."

Li Qingxiao's eyes were clear, "Your Excellency has no intention of killing me, so I will stop at this point."

Durand was silent for a moment, then suddenly performed the most solemn chivalric salute: "The Knights Templar owe Shushan a favor."

The audience burst into applause.

On the stands, the Shushan elder sighed, "Qingxiao is still too soft-hearted. If he is not of our race, his heart must be different. He should be killed once and for all."

Zhang Tianshi, who was standing by, heard this and shook his head: "Daoyou, you are wrong. There can't be only one country in the world called Dragon Country. Its existence is the truth.

It is a good thing that your friends are broad-minded. You will go further in the future and maybe you will see the beautiful scenery that we cannot see. "

The words praised Li Qingxiao very highly. Hearing this, the Shushan elder smiled again, stroked his beard and said modestly: "No, no, Junior Brother Qingyuan is the best among men. Qingxiao is far inferior to him!"

The nephew Qing Yuan he mentioned is actually the nephew of Zhang Tianshi and also his disciple, who is extremely talented.

At only twenty years old, he has already reached the middle stage of foundation building, and is a foregone conclusion that he will be the next generation successor to the Heavenly Master.

However, because the Tianshi Mansion rarely reveals information about Zhang Qingyuan to the outside world, the outside world knows very little.

Only old guys like them know a thing or two.

Hearing the Shushan elder mention his nephew, even the usually calm Zhang Tianshi couldn't help but smile.

Beside them, the two leaders of Maoshan, Xuanlingzi and Sanqing Palace, Wuyunzi, rolled their eyes at the same time.

These two old guys are actually praising each other, thinking that other schools don’t have talented disciples, right?

Just wait, they will be opened to new horizons soon!

Xuan Lingzi and Wu Yunzi seemed to sense something. They looked at each other and there seemed to be sparks exploding in the air.

At this moment, in the global live broadcast room, the barrage was refreshing frantically:

[Stop when you have enough, this is the style of a master! 】

[That knight is so handsome]

[Eastern swordsmanship is so elegant]

[How can our great country be compared to those barbarians? ]

"In the fourth match, Dragon Country's Li Qingxiao wins!"

The referee loudly announced, "Do you want to continue defending the ring?"

Li Qingxiao cupped his hands and said, "Continue to defend the ring."

"The fifth match! Wolfgang, the werewolf from Eagle Country, versus Li Qingxiao from Dragon Country!"

A two-meter-tall gray-haired werewolf leaped into the arena, with smelly saliva dripping from between its fangs.

Without any salute, it just howled towards the sky, its muscles swelled instantly and tore its shirt apart.

"start!"

The werewolf turned into gray lightning and pounced, its claws making sharp sounds of breaking through the air.

Li Qingxiao tapped his toes lightly, and his figure floated away like catkins, while he pointed his sword and said, "The Green Lotus Appears."

The sword energy condensed into a blue lotus that blossomed under his feet, and the werewolf's sharp claws grabbed the lotus petals, causing sparks to fly.

Li Qingxiao turned his wrist slightly, and the green lotus suddenly exploded, and countless sword energies poured down like a rainstorm.

“Ouch!”

The werewolf howled in pain and retreated, with dozens of bloody marks suddenly appearing on his body.

Its eyes were red, and it suddenly grabbed a piece of concrete from the ground and threw it towards Li Qingxiao's face.

"Qing Lian turns."

Li Qingxiao's body spun like a gyroscope, and the sword light turned into a blooming lotus platform.

The concrete block was crushed into powder before it even got close to him.

The werewolf took the opportunity to get behind him and attacked him with his sharp claws!

"careful!"

Someone in the audience exclaimed.

The sword light suddenly retracted and then released, like a new moon rising into the sky.

The werewolf's right arm was broken at the shoulder, and black blood gushed out.

Before it recovered from the severe pain, a thin red line appeared on its throat.

"In the fifth match, Dragon Country's Li Qingxiao wins!"

The werewolf's body fell to the ground with a thud, and his head rolled several meters away.

Li Qingxiao shook off the blood on his sword, his expression normal: "Next."

The number of viewers in the global live broadcast room exceeded one billion, and the barrage was overwhelming:

[Too strong! ]

[This werewolf just tore a tank apart last week]

[Does Shushan still accept disciples? ]

The Shushan elder stroked his beard and nodded with satisfaction.

He said that Qingxiao is a man with a swordsman's heart and a stern face all day long, so how could he be soft-hearted?

"Sixth match! French psychic Mary versus Dragon Country's Li Qingxiao!"

An elegant woman in a black lace dress slowly walked onto the stage.

She held the crystal ball in her hand, her red lips curled up into a charming arc: "Handsome oriental swordsman, your soul must be delicious."

Li Qingxiao was unmoved: "Please teach me."

Mary chuckled, and countless distorted human faces suddenly appeared in the crystal ball.

She stroked the sphere, and three translucent ghosts flew out with screams: "Play with him, babies."

Ghosts came like smoke and fog, coming from different angles.

Li Qingxiao's sword flashed across the ghost's body, but it was like cutting through air.

"Physical attacks are ineffective against spirits..."

Mary covered her mouth and chuckled, "Be my collection!"

Li Qingxiao's expression remained unchanged, and he made a sword gesture with his left hand: "Righteousness of heaven and earth, slay the evil and disperse! Command!"

In an instant, golden runes suddenly lit up on the sword, and a golden sword light different from the previous one suddenly swept out!