His emotions did not change at all. His clothes, covered in dirt and dust, floated with the spring breeze, and his whole body was like a sword washed by spring water to an extremely bright light.

His most respected brother once told him that no matter what kind of enemy you face or how changes your enemy will change, all you need to do is just pull out the sword and then stab it into the other person's body.

So Liu Yiqing calmly pulled the Qinggang Sword in the middle sheath, and then stabbed straight towards Ning Que's body.

Straight thorns, like sticks, like willows that live in time and no longer sway.

There is no sword intent, nor is there a flying sword roaring through the air.

This is the easiest sword.

But it is the most powerful sword.

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The Southern Jin Jian Pavilion is different from all the sword-cultivating sects in the world. What you practice is not the art of controlling swords.

The disciples from the Jiange never use their mind power to control the essence of heaven and earth, and then use the essence of heaven and earth to control the natal sword.

The disciples of Jiange only trust their own hands holding the sword.

Their most powerful sword technique is the sword in their hands.

The sword is in the hand and does not need to be controlled by the heaven and earth vital energy at all. It can directly condense the heaven and earth vital energy around the sword.

This is the sword path of Liu Bai, the world's most powerful swordsman.

The sword is in the hand, and it is wielding a river.

If you are invincible one foot in front of you, you will be invincible thousands of miles away.

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The loneliness in the past years in my hometown’s private school, the cold eyes I received after coming to Jiange, the thoughts and gains of sitting quietly in front of the academy for three months, including the sarcastic and contemptuous eyes of the Tang people, the comments that made him angry but did not make him feel unrelenting.

, and the deepest pride in my heart, all melted into this sword.

Such a simple sword poured into Liu Yiqing's lifelong cultivation. The air before the sword edge suddenly collapsed and avoided the surroundings, and an absolute vacuum appeared.

The few green leaves that were dancing in the sky could not fall on the clean and dust-free blue brick floor, and turned into powder.

The energy of heaven and earth outside the side door of the academy shocked violently, condensing and pouring into the sword body in his hand, and then seeped out of the sword's edge, and suddenly became a wind and thunder, whistling.

In an instant, Liu Yiqing flew across the distance between the two.

The sword tip was holding wind and thunder and directly blasted Ning Que's face.

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(This is Chapter 6, I'm crazy, so... There is also Chapter 7, I'll go to bed after writing it, and when will I go back? I really don't know. Let's try to get it before 8:30, because after waking up, I have to continue

Written, wipe your sweat.)
Chapter completed!