"Huangfu qingjue, do you dare to fight this old man?" At this mont, a thunderous shout was heard. Ling Gusong walked over with Palace Master Han Yue and the others.
Ling Chuxi calmly put the last piece of roasted mushroom in her hand into her mouth before standing up. With Qing Jue by her side, Ling Chuxi's mood was unusually calm.
"Ling Gusong, I didn't expect you to co here to die." Huangfu qingjue also had a calm expression as he stood up and spoke indifferently.
"Hmph, you were lucky to escape last ti, but you won't be so lucky this ti." Ling Gusong said with a cold snort. Ling Gusong's face turned red at the thought of being scared by Ling Yichen, who had just comprehended the essence of herbalism and did not know how to use it. To say that he busi was afraid of death, he was actually not much better.
"Is that so?" Huangfu qingjue said indifferently as he walked towards Ling Gusong.
"You'll find out soon enough. " Ling Gusong shot a look at the palace Master of the Cold Moon Palace and the others. He suddenly stepped forward and slashed his sword at Huangfu qingjue.
The yellow sword Qi was like a cloud of dust, and it condensed into a physical form, giving off the pressure of a towering mountain.
Huangfu qingjue gave a faint smile as his body flew past like the wind. The longsword in his hand was thrust out like lightning, and a white sword Qi that was even more dazzling than the noon sun instantly covered the entire sword.
Unlike Ling Gusong's steady and heavy yellow sword Qi, Huangfu qingjue's white sword Qi gave people a feeling of incomparable sharpness. If Ling Gusong's sword Qi was like a towering mountain, then Huangfu qingjue's sword Qi was a huge sword that could split the sky and earth. With a single strike, it was as if the entire night sky and the endless sky were split into two by this incomparably sharp sword Qi.
Strictly speaking, this was Ling Chuxi's first ti seeing a battle between two Grandmaster level experts. She was extrely excited.
Although the grey abyss sword might, Ming cangye, and Ming yewu were all at the Grandmaster level, the forr was a spirit, and was completely different from ordinary Grandmaster experts. The latter was also a mber of the underworld God race, and their battle was not the sa as a battle between true grandmasters.
As for crazy Wei and ng Luo, the Grandmaster realm they were in was completely different from a real Grandmaster.
Watching them exchange blows, Ling Chuxi could only feel the powerful sword power and could not sense anything else.
At this mont, seeing Huangfu qingjue and Ling Gusong face off, Ling Chuxi more or less felt the profoundness of the Grandmaster realm.
Although their sword Qi was the sa as those in the ethereal cultivation, it had a physical form. However, there was sothing different about it. Whether it was Huangfu qingjue's unstoppable sword power that could slice through heaven and earth or Ling Gusong's sword intent that was as steady as a mountain, they did not co from the way of the sword. Instead, they seed to co from the vital Qi that they cultivated.
Could it be that after entering the Grandmaster realm, one's own vital Qi would also have different attributes, and from there, use different martial arts techniques to display stronger attack and defense? 'Ling Chuxi thought curiously.
Just as Ling Chuxi was trying to figure out the sword intent of the two of them, a muffled sound was heard. Ling Gusong's entire body trembled and he took a step back. The sword Qi that was as dense as a majestic peak had actually been split open by Huangfu qingjue.
Ling Chuxi smiled slightly. Even if they were both in the middle stage of the Grandmaster realm, with the martial arts Foundation of Huangfu qingjue's divine Emperor clan, how could Ling Gusong be compared to him?
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