This time, Hu Qingliao's power was even better than before, like a god of war who swept thousands of armies and was incomparable.

Yu Ling did not wait passively in place, and also rushed over with the ink condensing knife. The strangulation energy of the spiral sky was hidden between the blades, and it collided with the Buxu knife again.

This is a hard-hitting without any fancy, even if there is a domineering Gu Desolation Trick by his side, Yu Ling also feels that his right hand is numb, and he almost can't hold the handle of the knife.

Hu Qingxiao's movements are getting faster and faster, smooth as flowing water, and there seems to be a mighty wind and thunder between his hands and feet, which is a kind of accumulated "potential".

Maybe his spiritual skills have not reached that level, but he is very clever to climb through hard encounters again and again, so as to reach the realm of "potential" in disguise.

Yu Ling also understood in advance that the practice method practiced by the royal family of Buxu Country was "Feng Xing Jue", which was characterized by being fast, so fast that the opponent could not keep up in the end. And the most terrifying thing is that they tend to get stronger and stronger, and the perseverance of the people who are weak is quite tenacious, even if their spiritual power is exhausted, they can hold on to a few breaths and continue to fight until the opponent collapses and lies down.

"Dangdang, dang!"

The two heaven-level long knives kept colliding, and Yu Ling's speed was gradually increasing, but what followed was a sharp consumption of spiritual power and Xuan power. Originally, with his strong resilience, he has always been not afraid of delay, but this time in the face of Hu Qingyu, I am afraid that he will make an exception.

Because Yuling gradually found that he was gradually falling into Hu Qingxiao's rhythm, which was obviously not a good sign.

You must not be faster than Hu Qing!

Yu Ling secretly made up his mind, and in the next round of confrontation, the attack of the Ink Knife was slightly slower, and it was the difference of this line, Hu Qingxiao's step void knife was already approaching the door in front of him.

But at the same time, Yuling finally got rid of Hu Qingxiao's rhythm.

Only then did Yu Ling raise the ink condensing knife and seal it in front of him, looking a little hasty.

Hu Qingxiao was not surprised, after all, Yu Ling was "dead into the body" earlier, and later was attacked by everyone's joint efforts, it is estimated that it is good to be able to exert eighty or ninety percent of the combat power, where can anyone else survive so many rounds?

Although some victories are not martial, Hu Qingyu doesn't care about those, since he was a child, his father told him that he should be upright, but this does not mean that he is rigid and pedantic, especially on the battlefield, there is always only success and defeat, he only wants the final victory.

"Hum—"

But as soon as the two knives intersected at first glance, Hu Qingyu felt that something was wrong.

His in-step knife seemed to be glued, and it seemed to have been cut into a pile of cotton that was not strong, and his fierce energy had nowhere to vent, so he could only scurry around in a rage.

"Poof!"

Under the backlash, Hu Qingyu couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and he immediately drew the knife, but Yuling was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, fluttering like catkins coming with the wind.

Even at the critical moment of the battle, Hu Qingyu couldn't help but be a little distracted, through the battle just now, he thought that Yuling and him were following the same path, both of them were domineering and fierce styles, but now what's going on?

He slammed the full knife into the lake like a heavy stone, although it also stirred up a thousand waves, but it was completely useless in the soft water, and finally could only sink to the bottom of the lake unwillingly.

How can Yu Ling control this completely different energy?

Hu Qingxiao was only distracted for a moment, but it was quickly extended to two seconds.

Because Yu Ling's several soul suppression talismans that he had been preparing for a long time had all submerged into his soul sea, if he hadn't been blessed by a Horcrux, he would definitely have a dizzy headache for more than ten seconds.

Two seconds later, there was only a vast sword light in front of Hu Qingyu's eyes, filling his entire field of vision.

He subconsciously wanted to swing the knife to block, but the bones all over his body were frantically eroded by some black juice, which made him feel soreness in his hands and feet, and he almost fell to the ground with a weak leg.

Not good!

Seeing that the incomparable strength was already imminent, Hu Qingyu even felt that the skin on his body was torn apart, and his hairs stood on end.

He mustn't, he must not fall like this!

Hu Qingyu forcibly took a breath, with a full of madness, clenched the step void knife in both hands, abandoned all the fixed spiritual moves, and simply met it with a knife.

It was this knife that drained all his "potential" and spiritual power.

"Boom!"

The energy overflowed and spread, and the onlookers hurriedly laid up their defensive shields, but they still had to retreat again and again.

The blue light and the black light collided together, and what erupted was an earth-shattering shock.

The entire underground hall trembled for a while before it slowly regained its calm.

The light and strength gradually dissipated, and everyone only saw Hu Qing standing with a knife, his body shaking violently, but he tried not to fall.

And Yu Ling on the other side just stood calmly, and the wind wiped the blood from his lips lightly.

"Your Highness!" Kun Wushan hurriedly rushed up to support Hu Qingyu.

"No, I don't have to. Hu Qingxiao frowned, broke away from his hand, covered his lips and coughed for a while, his fingers were full of red blood.

Kungo didn't help him anymore, but just handed over a clean handkerchief.

Hu Qingyu slowly wiped away the blood, looked up at Yuling deeply, and sighed softly: "It's me who lost." ”

He didn't look embarrassed or embarrassed, and after putting down this sentence, he put away the knife and left, making it clear that he would no longer participate in this matter.

Yuling couldn't help but have a little more appreciation, although this Hu Qingyu is not righteous and awe-inspiring, but at least he is also upright and upright, and he can afford to put it down, and sure enough, the prince of a country rarely has waste.

After the withdrawal of the people from the Buxu Country, the situation in the field inevitably underwent subtle changes.

"Brother Yu, do you need to take a break?" Zhuang Ruolang said unhurriedly.

"No need. Yu Ling took a deep breath and said calmly, "Is it you next?"

"Then I will be victorious. Zhuang Ruolang smiled faintly.

"Wait until you win. Yu Ling stepped out in one step, and the three major systems were integrated, once again pushing his momentum to the peak.

The goodness is like water, endless, the two major skills are one rigid and one soft, just forming a perfect complement, after the battle stops for just a few moments, Yuling's three powers are quickly filled.

Without waiting for Zhuang Ruolang to speak again, Yu Ling had already taken the lead in splitting a spiral sky.

Zhuang Ruolang's pupils shrank, and the Yanxing Sword in his hand fluttered, drawing a perfect circle in the void lightly, as if the spiral heaven's qi was entrapped.

The Yuling long knife slashed again, and another spiral sky roared away, crashing into this invisible circle with a bang.

"Buzz!"

The two spiral heavens merged together, and finally tore off all the restraints, like a dragon going out to sea, and like a tiger coming out of the mountain, rushing towards Zhuang Ruolang with teeth and claws.

Everyone held their breath, even if they only endured the aftermath, they also felt the incomparable sharp edge, and it was hard to imagine what kind of situation Zhuang Ruolang was in facing the spiral sky.

Zhuang Ruolang's face was solemn, and the long sword in his hand was as bright as starlight, and it was as fast as lightning and connected several times in the void, forming a glittering mysterious pattern.

"That's the Star Sealing Chart!"

Immediately, someone who knew the goods recognized it.

The Yanxing Sword hides endless mysteries, and only those who have mastered the Seven Star Maps can truly control this Heavenly Sword, which can be said to be the strongest spiritual skill at the bottom of Zhuang Ruolang's box.

Now that he had just fought with Yu Ling, he used the Seven Star Charts, which showed how much pressure Yu Ling had brought him.