Chapter 487(2/2)
The eyes are like swords.
Helian Liangbi's heart was shocked. Although he had no internal strength, his eyes went straight into the sea of consciousness, making him feel like he was in a state of overturning sea.
This is?
Realm of Heaven and Human?
The Seven Heroes of the Central Plains didn't feel anything, but Helian Liangbi began to stir up trouble.
Even in the realm of heaven and man, it is impossible to have no internal fluctuations.
Could it be that I am suspicious?
A master-level figure like Helian Liangbi is extremely important in practicing the state of mind. Once his mood is damaged, it will have an extremely adverse impact on martial arts. After the battle of Zhaoyao Mountain, his realm fell to Zhixuan and almost fell into a slump. Later, by chance, he found the secret treasure of the cave in the mountain and had the opportunity to get closer.
Li Qingcheng's look seemed ordinary, but its impact on those who practiced was extremely fatal.
There is only one way to fight this influence, that is, to defeat the person in front of you.
Helian Liangbi said loudly: "I want someone? Yes, but I have to ask if the sword in my hand first agrees."
"Whether your sword agrees or not has nothing to do with me." Li Qingcheng looked around everyone and said to him and the Seven Heroes of the Central Plains, "You guys go together, I'm in a hurry."
provocative?
Contempt?
What a big tone.
Not to mention the Seven Heroes of the Central Plains, even Helian Liangbi was angry by this sentence.
As far as he saw, the seven heroes of the Central Plains each took their positions and surrounded Li Qingcheng in the center.
Eight directions, eight poles.
After Helian Liangbi conquered seven people, he regarded himself as a sword immortal and created a set of eight directions and eight extreme sword formations. Once the opponent is trapped, even the land god may not be able to escape.
Li Qingcheng was not concerned at all.
He pressed his hand on Jinghong Sword.
Before the sword was unsheathed, eight sword intents had already arisen, and instantly locked everyone in the field.
Everyone felt a chill, covering them, and a strong pressure arose in their sea of consciousness.
Born from the heart and enter to the heart.
It seems like a situation of siege and a fight between trapped beasts, Li Qingcheng took the initiative just by holding a sword. The sword intent locked the person in the middle, which was unbearable.
They sensed red flags, death signals.
No one doubted who Li Qingcheng would attack in the next moment, but they were sure that as long as they did anything, they would be a fatal blow and a deadly sword.
This feeling made them breathless.
Li Qingcheng said lightly: "If any of you eight people can draw your sword, I will lose."
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Chapter completed!