The sharp Sword Qi surrounded Song Qingxing, and those eyes like dead water also bloomed with bright light at this moment.
That is the edge of a swordsman.
Song Qingxi on the side covered her mouth in surprise. It was the first time she saw such strong emotional fluctuations in Song Qingxing.
Such changes made her a little overwhelmed.
"There is still energy left. It seems that his talent is higher than I thought." Seeing Song Qingxing's aura rising steadily, Song Changsheng was even more surprised. This has exceeded Qi Condensation Stage's limit.
You know, he is only Qi Condensation Ninth Layer now. If he waits for him to break through Qi Condensation Great Perfection and even condense Dao Foundation, how strong will he be?
"Qi Condensation vs. Foundation Establishment has never been a legend. He is really a monster. Fortunately, I am not a vegetarian."
He stared at Song Qingxing quietly, and there was a powerful momentum brewing in his body. He still has not used Foundation Establishment Realm's power, after all, he still wants to face it.
Now, he is just releasing all his power in Qi Condensation Stage. He wants to try the limit of Song Qingxing!
"You are the first opponent I met. You are very strong. If I don't use this sword, it will be difficult to defeat you."
Song Qingxing looked directly into Song Changsheng's eyes, and Sword Qi seemed to be condensed into substance and wrapped around the Three-Foot Green Edge in his hand, causing the long sword to release bursts of high-pitched Jian Ming.
"It's rare to actually say such a long sentence, and the meaning of this sentence is also surprising..."
Song Changsheng, who looked at him, felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
But he didn't mean to respond, he just held Broken Sword and looked at him calmly.
Song Qingxing also had an expressionless face, but his figure gradually became illusory and quickly dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Only then did Song Qingxi, who had been by his side, realize that this was actually an afterimage.
No one knew when he moved, and no one knew where he was now. He seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
But Song Changsheng knew that he must be around him, looking for a suitable opportunity to give him a fatal blow.
Song Changsheng slowly closed his eyes, and his world suddenly became dark, but the world was still noisy, and this chaotic sound would affect his judgment.
So he closed his hearing, his heartbeat disappeared, Song Qingxi's breathing disappeared, the sound of the waterfall rumbling and falling disappeared, the sound of the butterfly's wings disappeared...
At this moment, his world turned into empty nothingness.
This is the first time he has faced the world in this state.
"Qiang——"
The inaudible Jian Ming sound sounded, as if it was far away in the horizon, but also seemed to be close at hand, coming from all directions Song Changsheng.
But he still didn't move, just like a scarecrow standing in the rice field, motionless.
"Hoo ho ho"
Suddenly, a breeze blew into this world of nothingness.
Song Changsheng slowly stretched out his left hand, and he could feel the gust of wind blowing over his fingertips, gently and softly, with a hint of coolness.
"Tsk"
He suddenly raised his right hand that was holding Broken Sword tightly and quickly drew it in front of him.
This dark and empty world was like a piece of linen, with a hole cut open by the Broken Sword in his hand. A dazzling light bloomed in the hole, like the first ray of light breaking through the darkness, making people want to embrace it...
"Qiang——"
The sound of metal collision sounded, and Broken Sword in Song Changsheng's hand collided with the bright light.
"Wow!"
The darkness around him receded like a tide, the world regained its color, and the noisy sounds began to sound again.
Song Changsheng didn't know when he opened his eyes. He calmly stared in front of him. Song Qingxing, dressed in black, was only a few feet away from him and stabbed him with a sword.
The tip of the sword was less than an inch away from his heart, but it was blocked by Song Changsheng's Broken Sword lying across his chest, preventing him from making any progress.
Song Qingxing's eyes showed a look of shock for the first time in his life.
"Blocked... how did he do it?"
No one answered the question in his mind. He only saw a smile on the face of the man opposite, revealing two rows of neat and white teeth. His left hand Fingers Together Like a Sword gently scratched his neck.
Song Qingxing felt the breath of death for the first time, but there was no fear or even unnecessary emotion in his heart.
Only when a figure flashed across his mind did a faint ripple appear in his heart.
He didn't know what it felt like. It was an emotion he had never felt before...
"Shua"
Sword Finger gently scratched his neck.
But death did not come as expected. Instead, a strand of hair hanging from his temples fell to the ground.
"This..."
He looked at the opponent in front of him, his eyes full of confusion and confusion. These emotions he had never felt before seemed so frequent today.
Facing his gaze, Song Changsheng threw away the Broken Sword in his hand, nodded lightly, and said warmly, "You are very good, just an inch away, your sword pierced my heart.
But there is one thing you didn't do well enough. You shouldn't be stunned after finding that your sword was blocked. You should continue to attack instead of being slaughtered like a piece of wood. Xi'er It's really appropriate to say that you are Cold Blockhead. "
His words made Song Qingxing wake up instantly. Only then did he realize that Song Changsheng was completely defenseless in front of him. He only needed to move his hand slightly, and the tip of the sword would pierce his heart.
But at this moment, he no longer had the desire to stab the sword.
Seeing Song Qingxing take back the long sword, Song Changsheng slowly took off the mask on his face, revealing his true face, and said softly, "I thought you would be angry, but you are calmer than I thought."
"What's this?" Sheathing the long sword, Song Qingxing looked at Song Changsheng quietly, with no other emotion on his indifferent face.
"This is a test for you. Your performance far exceeded my expectations, especially the last two swords. One sword cut through my skin, and the other sword almost pierced my heart. Did you figure this out yourself?"
Song Changsheng hugged his arms and looked at him with some curiosity. Although he had never practiced swordsmanship, he once practiced to guide Song Qingxing. He had seen all Lineage's swordsmanship, but had never seen these two swords.
"Yes." Song Qingxing seemed to accept the term "test" and replied coldly.
"The name of the first sword is Sword One. What is the name of the second sword?
Compared to Sword One, although the second sword is stronger, it is not as sophisticated as Sword One. It should not be perfected yet, right? "Seeing that he confirmed his answer, Song Changsheng suddenly felt a strong interest in his heart.
He didn't say this without reason. The reason why he was able to crack the second sword was because this sword still had flaws.
"Sword Two."
Song Qingxing cherished words as always, and the naming was simple and crude, but he did not answer Song Changsheng's second question.
"Very good."
Song Changsheng did not ask further questions, but nodded happily.
At this time, Song Qingxi just came back from her fear. Just now, she really thought Song Qingxing was going to die, but she didn't expect this result.
Looking at Song Changsheng's handsome face, she felt the urge to punch him for the first time.
"Younger Uncle, should you explain to Xi'er what's going on?" Song Qingxi had a bright smile on his face and a soft voice.
But for some reason, Song Changsheng only felt that his face was a little cold, and he said with a guilty conscience, "I just want to see if you are lazy in your usual practice. You are all pretty good, haha."
As soon as these words came out, Song Qingxi's face instantly turned from sunny to gloomy, and he said angrily, "Are there any elders like you? You are going too far!"
"Uh..." Song Changsheng smiled and said, "Isn't everything fine?"
"Huh, I don't want to care about you anymore!"
Song Qingxi stamped his feet angrily, then threw Song Changsheng on the back of the head, summoned Paper Kite and flew away in the direction of Little Green Mountain.
"Oh, I seem to be really angry this time." Song Changsheng couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead. If he had known better, he would have tried it when this girl was not around.
Looking at Song Qingxi's leaving back, Song Qingxing's eyes showed a trace of ripples. He glanced at Song Changsheng and said, "I will definitely defeat you."
After that, he walked into the waterfall again, practicing his sword skills while enduring huge pressure.
"I'm waiting for that day, but you're still far away now. Go back as soon as you're done. We'll set off for the Heavenly Sword Sect tomorrow."
Song Changsheng stretched, and then Yujian chased in the direction of Little Green Mountain. He had done something wrong, and he still had to coax him...
A sage once said that a woman's heart is as unpredictable as the sea.
Song Changsheng was convinced, just like he couldn't figure out why Song Qingxi was so angry.
Isn't it just a test by hiding my identity, right?
Song Qingxing only broke a strand of hair, but his shoulder was pierced by his sword. From a perspective, he was the victim.
Although the resentment in his heart was enough to feed a Evil Sword Immortal, Song Changsheng was still thinking about how to coax her. He had no choice but to promise Elder Brother to take good care of her.
When he thought of Song Changming, Song Changsheng's heart fluctuated slightly. He hadn't seen him for ten years since we parted ways.
According to Great Elder, he originally received an external mission and was responsible for guarding a mine vein, but he disappeared not long after, as if he had disappeared from the world, leaving no trace.
Lineage also sent people to search for it, but they still had no clue. If it weren't for the fact that his Soul Lamp was still on, Lineage would have suspected whether he was eaten by Demon Beast.
At present, we can only confirm that he is still alive, and there are no other clues.
Song Qingxi was only six years old when she received the news, and Song Changsheng did not tell her the news.
In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed, and the little girl has grown up. She has never asked herself this question. Maybe she has noticed something, but she has never shown it.
Song Changsheng suddenly understood something. In the past ten years, she had rarely had free time. It was Song Qingxing who had always lived with her. The two lonely souls relied on each other for these ten years.
Although they are not biological brothers and sisters, the relationship between the two of them has far exceeded that of family members.
In order to maximize the potential of Song Qingxing today, the last blow was indeed filled with killing intent. Facing death, Song Qingxing was terrifyingly calm.
But at the end, some strange emotions emerged.
This proves that Song Qingxing is not an emotionless machine, he also has a "heart", which is good news for him and Lineage.
My own test also had a satisfactory answer at that moment.
But in the process, he ignored one person's feelings.
His blow not only made Song Qingxing feel the breath of death, but also made Song Qingxi feel despair, which was the despair caused by the collapse of the spiritual pillar.
After all, she is too lonely, and Song Qingxing is one of the few relatives she has.
Maybe that's why she's angry.
After thinking about this, Song Changsheng felt full of guilt. He had indeed gone too far this time...
Song Qingxi was sitting by the lake holding her knees. The cold moonlight shone on her body, stretching her back.
She stared at the lake quietly, lost in thought.
Song Changsheng came and sat down next to her.
She immediately moved aside and turned her face to one side.
Song Changsheng put his hand on her smooth hair, rubbed it gently like he did when he was a child, and said softly, "It was my fault this time, I promise you, there will be no next time.
Uncle wants to apologize to you. I have been too busy these years and have neglected you. I'm sorry. "
Song Qingxi's body trembled slightly, but he still turned his face stubbornly and said nothing, but his eyes were inexplicably sour.
"Don't worry, it won't happen again. Tomorrow I will take Qingxing to the Heavenly Sword Sect. You should go with me and clean up. We won't come back here then. Let's move back to Vast Peak. Your aunt has been talking about you."
Song Changsheng's heart is full of pity. In recent years, because of Song Qingxing, she has returned to Vast Peak only a handful of times. On this Little Green Mountain, she is indeed too lonely.
I should have thought of this earlier.
"This place... is actually pretty good." After a moment of silence, Song Qingxi whispered.
"But Vast Peak is your home. There are many brothers and sisters of your age there, and they will become very good friends with you.
In the past, Lineage was worried that someone would do harm to you, so he placed you here, but it is different now. You already have the power to protect yourself, and Lineage also has enough power to protect you. "
Song Qingxi turned around, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears. She had been waiting for this sentence for a long time.
She was only eight years old when she arrived at Little Green Mountain. In this strange environment, she had been waiting for Little Uncle to pick her up.
But he never did, so she kept waiting.
During this period, Fourth Elder, who took care of them, also left, and finally only the two of them were left here alone, like two children abandoned by their family.
Looking at the crystal tears, Song Changsheng felt like his heart had been stabbed, and he said harshly, "I should have thought of it earlier. Forgive me for being late. When I come back from the Heavenly Sword Sect this time, I will take you home."
Song Qingxi couldn't bear it anymore and threw herself into Song Changsheng's arms and cried silently.
After eight years, I can finally go home...