Comprehensive Martial Arts: Starting the Game in Snow Moon City

At the same time, Luo Qingyang finally stepped out of Muliang City.

When the people from Bai Xiaotang got the news, Ji Xue was immediately shocked.

According to the reports from his subordinates, the direction Luo Qingyang was heading was... Apocalypse City!

It seems that his Desolate Sword has been completed!

This time I went to Tianqi City just to ask the sword master Lin Heng for advice.

Although Xiaoyao Sword Immortal is now in Apocalypse, no one dares to be the first person to challenge him.

Everyone is waiting and watching.

But now the Lone Sword Immortal Luo Qingyang is also coming to Apocalypse City, so things are going to get lively.

"This will be the most exciting duel in the entire sword martial arts world in decades, a showdown between the top sword masters."

"This strike of the sword will basically determine the fate of the entire Beili nation."

At this moment, Lin Heng was sitting at the sandalwood table on Qianjintai.

He picked up a glass of Qiulubai on the table and drank two sips out of boredom.

I can't help but feel that it's not interesting.

"It is said that there are many masters in Tianqi City, but they are all like rats at the bottom of a hole. No one dares to fight me?"

Lin Heng felt a little disappointed unconsciously.

His system has just been upgraded and his realm has been stabilized.

What is lacking now are some exciting battles.

You can get more system rewards.

He had opened the system mall, and there were so many good things in it that they were simply dazzling and countless.

What a pity, the points are too high.

The most important task now is to challenge the masters and earn points.

"Maybe I shouldn't have become famous so early. Once I became famous, they started to have concerns."

Just when Lin Heng was still lamenting that there was no one in Tianqi.

The Mountain and River Sword in his hand suddenly vibrated.

Lin Heng placed his hand on the hilt of the sword, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Isn't there someone coming?"

"Lone Sword Immortal, Luo Qingyang!"

At this time, Luo Qingyang arrived outside the gate of Tianqi City and slashed with a sword.

In an instant, a hundred-meter-long horizontal ditch appeared in front.

A powerful sword aura emanated from him, and there was a hint of indifference between his brows.

Qi Tianchen hurried to the gate of the imperial palace, looked at the sword energy in the distance, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"It's actually him. Who can compete with Wen Jian Tianqi? I guess the two of them are going to have a fair fight."

Lan Yuehou also pondered for a moment, feeling bitter in his heart.

"My brother has not been in good health these past two days, and Tianqi City has caused such a big commotion."

"I just hope that the fight between the two of them can be resolved quickly, and it would be best if there is not too much involvement."

However, Marquis Lan Yue knew in his heart that this was impossible.

Let’s not talk about the free and easy sword immortal Lin Heng.

Take the Lone Sword Immortal Luo Qingyang for example, he had always had a crush on Concubine Xuan Xuan.

I guess one of the reasons I came to Apocalypse City this time was for this.

In the distant Wushuang City, Wushuang had just come out of seclusion and had no time to show off the twelve flying swords he had pulled out.

As a result, he felt the sharp sword energy coming from the direction of Apocalypse City.

"This is……"

Song Yanhui also kept looking into the distance.

"The Lone Sword Immortal Luo Qingyang has left Muliang City. This time he left the city to ask for the sword of enlightenment. To be more precise, he wanted to defeat someone."

Wushuang stood with his arms folded, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"I know that he wanted to ask the sword immortal Lin Heng. I just came out of retreat and barely broke through to the realm of sword immortal."

"Otherwise, I will definitely ask Jian Tianqi to defeat Xiaoyao with one sword!"

Song Yanhui looked at Wushuang with an indescribable look.

"With your current strength, even if there were two of you combined, you wouldn't be able to defeat Luo Qingyang, let alone Xiaoyao Sword Immortal."

Wushuang just shrugged indifferently.

"There is no strongest in the way of swordsmanship, only stronger. As long as I am not dead, as long as the free and easy sword fairy is still alive, one day, I will have the strength to make him fight with all his strength."

"It's a pity that I couldn't be present at this duel in Apocalypse City."

After Chi Wang Xiaoyu received the news in Chi Wang's Mansion, he became inexplicably excited.

"That's great. My godfather is finally willing to come out of seclusion. This time, I will definitely beat that Lin Heng to a pulp."

"My foster father has practiced swordsmanship for so many years. How many people in the martial arts world can match my foster father's swordsmanship?"

"A fledgling swordsman, how can I do anything to him? Humph, this is the fate of going against me."

After saying this, Red King Xiao Yu hurriedly asked people to prepare the sedan chair.

He wanted to go to Qianjintai to watch the battle in person.

Luo Qingyang marched towards Qianjintai. His sword was so sharp that dust flew up wherever he passed.

Lin Heng was standing on the high platform of Qianjintai, holding a cup of Qiulubai in his hand.

Luo Qingyang also arrived at this time. He put his hands behind his back and looked ahead with an indifferent expression.

He looked Lin Heng up and down warily again.

He had not been out in the martial arts world for a long time, and he really didn't know anything about this free and easy swordsman who had become famous in the martial arts world.

Now looking at it, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

I saw a man in front of me wearing a white robe, with an elegant demeanor and a slender figure. There seemed to be thousands of stars between his eyebrows and eyes. He was alone on a high platform, holding a cup of Autumn Dew White in his hand. He raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp, looking quite unrestrained.

Such an extraordinary person has some of the qualities of an immortal.

While Luo Qingyang was looking at Lin Heng, Lin Heng was also looking at Luo Qingyang unintentionally.

This Lone Sword Immortal was the person with the strongest sword energy he had ever seen, but...

I don't even know how to clean myself up.

He's so sloppy. He looks like he hasn't washed his clothes in several days.

No wonder, his junior sister got married twice and neither chose him.

At least care about your appearance!

Lone Sword Immortal was the first to break the silence.

"Are you the Free and Easy Sword Immortal Lin Heng? You are much younger than I thought. You rank first among this young generation!"

Lin Heng found it a little funny, and just threw the wine glass in his hand safely on the table beside him.

"You are wrong. Not only among the younger generation, but also in this generation of martial arts, I am the best."

Luo Qingyang couldn't help but sneer, and naturally felt a little dissatisfied in his heart.

"Then let me see if you have the capital to be so arrogant!"

Luo Qingyang didn't say much, and didn't even draw his sword. He just casually flicked a sword energy over.

Lin Heng put two fingers together and lightly swiped them forward, breaking Luo Qingyang's attack.

"You think you can defeat me without drawing your sword, Lone Sword Immortal? You are truly arrogant."

"Where's your sword of national mourning? Why not take it out and give it a try?"

Luo Qingyang did have the intention of testing others at the beginning.

Seeing that Lin Heng easily deflected his attack, he silently placed his hand on the hilt of the sword.

"Then it's as you wish."

"I have a sword named National Sorrow!"

After saying this, Luo Qingyang immediately drew out his sword and slashed in all directions with his sword.

After that, his steps began to change constantly, and he began to recite the National Sword Technique.

His whole body was stained with a layer of light golden light, and there was a strong sadness in the sword intent.

At the same time, behind him there seemed to be endless yellow sand spreading, with corpses piled up and bones exposed in the wild.