"Now that the physical strength has recovered thirty percent, the true qi can probably support two attacks, it is best to delay a little longer, and accumulate the strength to attack three times, and it will probably be nine times out of ten." Ge Xinglie secretly calculated in his heart, but on the surface he had no intention of retreating. The evil sword in his hand pointed at Qin Yan's heart, his deep brown hair fluttered in the wind, and he met Qin Yan's cold eyes, and suddenly said, "Senior brother, I didn't expect your real speed to be so fast, it's really surprising to me!"

Qin Yan smiled coldly: "Senior Brother Ge doesn't have to be angry, I'm just a little faster than you." He condensed his thoughts, taking in every slight tremor of the muscles from Ge Xingyeol's right arm to his wrist, calculating every change in his next step. He was going to plan out all of Ge Xingyeol's movements, completely lock on to his fatal point, and then swing that sword......

Ge Xinglie said solemnly: "It seems that you still refuse to give up, do you think that your Han Blood can still increase your last chance of winning?"

Qin Yan said lightly: "I never thought I would lose. ”

Ge Xinglie's eyes were cold, the corners of his mouth were slightly grinning, and he said slowly: "I understand your confidence." It's a pity that your sword is broken......"

Qin Yan smiled indifferently: "I only need half a broken sword, and I can still kill you!" After speaking, his elbow suddenly turned, and a violent aura rose to the sky, covering the entire space when it poured. The sound of the wind and the chirping of birds came to an abrupt end, and the heavens and the earth fell silent. All the remaining fighting energy he had was poured into the half-truncated sword, condensing into a huge silver-gray blade, pointing diagonally at the opposite side, and the power that flowed wildly melted into this sword intent filled with the aura of death.

Pieces of snowflakes suddenly condensed from the void, and the crystal luster swirled around the two of them, one by one floating scattered. This is the natural change of the celestial phenomena triggered by the sword qi after it transcends the world.

The people watching the battle on the top of the jade sun in the distance only felt that the light suddenly dimmed, and there seemed to be a layer of haze in front of them, and there seemed to be something more solidified and heavy in the air, which made people feel extremely depressed, and in the silence, they could even hear the sound of the pulse of the blood in their bodies. The sound was like a drum, thumping and thumping, getting louder and louder. Even if he just watched from afar, he was pressed by the sword intent and the blood in his chest surged, his heart was impetuous, and those with a slightly lower cultivation even had the illusion of listening to the snow demon's mournful roar.

Such a majestic force cannot but be shocked.

"This level of sword qi ......"

"Hey, he's finally going to go all out!"

At this point, the sword intent is close to the "Dao".

"Heh!" Ge Xinglie snorted lightly, his eyes were completely occupied by the pale color, he raised his wrist and raised the evil sword, staring indifferently at the phantom of the giant sword that pointed directly at his heart, and said coldly, "It turned out to be a sword momentum that was piled up with angry emotions, maybe it can get a powerful explosive power, you probably think you can make a last fight." But don't forget, how long can your sword last......?

What answered him was a surging murderous aura, which instantly climbed to a terrifying level enough to suffocate him. Qin Yan's wrist was raised, and a stinging light in his eyes shot in an astonishing straight line, as if tearing through the space, leaving a deep shadow. It was the extreme speed that made people feel palpitations for a lifetime, and the heavens and the earth lost color in an instant. The crystal clear sword light split the world in Ge Xinglie's eyes into two halves, and seemed to tear his whole person apart as well.

Just like the dawn of the rising sun the day before yesterday, a sword stabbed out, it was "30,000 pearls and jade wind swept down, and a vast sky opened"!

A sword wielded with the extreme and infinite will of the human body is enough to be peerless.

The shadow of the sword in an instant reflects thousands of worlds in the twilight, and it is beautiful. The spectators saw the dazzling brilliance of that moment from afar, and they felt as if even their souls were about to be absorbed. Several of the closest disciples vomited blood and fainted on the spot.

After this sword, the heavens and the earth were completely silent.

Even Qin Yan, who wielded this sword, lost his mind for a moment in that terrifying training, and it was not until he forcibly reined in his divine thoughts with a strong will that he saw the result in front of him. All impurities were removed, and the pure sword shadow like a 10,000-year-old iceberg slashed into Ge Xinglie's shoulder, soaked in blood, but it was difficult to go deeper. The Purple Flame Evil Sword was against the half-cut blade, and under the gaze of two pairs of complicated eyes, the cracks extended from the place where they clashed, and the half-cut sword body was on the vine, and then, it turned into pieces of glass-like fragments, and suddenly burst out.

As expected by Ge Xinglie, the half-truncated sword really couldn't withstand Qin Yan's sword intent, and it disintegrated directly from the inside. However, this is not the end!

Before he could recover from his numbness, he saw the flying fragments coming towards him, and before they could descend, a golden palm had already pierced through the swarm of fragments, carrying a terrifying power that suffocated him, and smashed down towards his Heavenly Spirit Cover.

In the silence, he seemed to be in a stormy midnight, the sky and the earth were dark, the lightning and thunder were ringing in his ears, and he was just a weak grass struggling in the wind and rain, and he saw a golden Buddha smiling at him in a trance.

'So I've come to an end like this?' The thought flashed through his mind, and he was completely swallowed up by the incomparable momentum in front of him as if it was about to burn the raging waves of the wild sea.

Qin Yan didn't dare to spare his hand in the slightest, and the blood and qi in his whole body poured out. Rao was like this, he still smelled a hint of ominousness.

The aura of indifference behind the chains dozens of feet away suddenly moved.

Qin Yan tried his best, but he couldn't stop his arrival, and he couldn't fight to snatch Ge Xinglie's life from his men. For in less than a moment, the figure enveloped in darkness had already crossed the gap between the two of them, and was about to separate them.

But Qin Yan would never be reconciled, the angry voice roared in his heart, no one could stop him from taking Ge Xinglie's life, not even the Blood Wolf Monk!

The anger in his chest boiled instantly, and the thought of rebellion was spinning in his mind, and he pretended not to be aware of the appearance of the Blood Wolf Monk, gritting his teeth and forcibly smashing the fist that his right arm had not had time to implement.

The Blood Wolf Monk's speed was faster than him, Qin Yan's fist was less than an inch away from the top of Ge Xinglie's head, and his right arm had been pinched by the Blood Wolf Monk. The persistent will to continue to move forward, the blood wolf monk frowned slightly, feeling that the power in his hand seemed to be able to break through his confinement, so he suddenly increased his strength.

Compared with the two huge forces, there was not much noise, only the sound of the cloth tearing, and the sleeve of the blood wolf monk had been cut by the sharp edge of the blood. He snorted, and the strength in his hand was strengthened again, Qin Yan could no longer resist, he was pulled and sent, his body flew backwards into the air, and after turning over a heel, he stood still more than ten steps away.