The ancient sword let out a wail, grazed Qin Yuan's shoulder, picked up a slip of blood, and flew in front of him, Qin Yuan no longer had that nervous look, and slammed the halberd over.

This halberd was faster and more powerful than all his previous blows, and an old turtle with thorns on its back and two horns on its head was born from the end of its halberd, and with a slow but unstoppable momentum, it bit the ancient sword in one bite, several lightning rays surged, and the ancient sword screamed again, struggling hard, and it was difficult to get out.

"Dangchang!"

The halberd came from behind and slammed into the blade of the sword, smashing the ancient sword into the dirt in front of him.

The mountain Changlong erupted in a hearty cheer, and the two almost jumped more than two meters high.

Bai Xiaowei breathed a long sigh of relief, the gloom on her face disappeared, and she only smiled bitterly, this guy will give people such thrilling twists and turns every time.

"Is it a true martial god clan?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Mo Qiushui's mouth, because the halberd slashing was too sharp, and because of the things behind the halberd, she was very sure at this time that Qin Yuan was the descendant of the True Martial God Clan.

When the sea shopkeeper and Ji Shan heard this, they were slightly stunned, they never doubted Mo Qiushui's ability in this regard, they just doubted their ears.

Mo Qiushui's red lips opened lightly, revealing her brilliant white teeth, and said, "Uncle Hai, Uncle Ji, we may have met Bao." ”

The sea shopkeeper and Ji Shan glanced at each other, and in their surprised eyes, there was a layer of hidden worry that was difficult to erase.

The duel between Qin Yuan and Naga Qiancheng continued, the flying sword roared, like a meteor falling, like lightning galloping, the halberd moved, and the tornado wind and clouds shattered the meteor and slashed the sword light.

"Tenth move!"

After Qin Yuan knocked the ancient sword away with a halberd, he spoke for the first time since the "Covenant of Thirteen Moves".

He Qiancheng's face was solemn, and there was no leisurely stroll, he stretched out his hand, and the ancient sword flew back into his hand, he carefully looked at the sword body, and saw that several gaps the size of millet grains collapsed on the sword body, and a trace of heartache swept his eyebrows.

He looked up at Qin Yuan and said, "Just stop it, you can't win." ”

Qin Yuan stood up straight and said, "I've been winning before, and I've already won ten moves. ”

"The first ten moves are not the same as the last three. ”

"I know it won't be the same, otherwise your swordsmanship won't be thirteen swords, but ten swords. ”

"I mean, it's the first ten moves that attack hard, and the last three moves are aimed at taking lives, and the difference is here. ”

Qin Yuan breathed heavily, and the sweat dripping down his head and fell on his face, converging into small streams, washing the dust out of the ravines, looking very embarrassed and heroic.

He looked at He Qiancheng and said, "Then I want to try it even more." ”

"You're not afraid of death?" He Qiancheng asked expressionlessly.

Qin Yuan shook his head and said, "I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid of death, I haven't lived enough." But I don't think I'll die by your sword, so I want to try. ”

"Since you are looking for death, then I will give you a ride!"

He Qiancheng sneered and said, after that, there were no more words, there were words in his mouth, his face was extremely solemn, he put his fingers in his mouth, his lips closed and his fingers were broken, and a drop of blood flowed out of it.

If you look closely, you can see that the blood is not only extremely red, but also extremely viscous, and there seems to be a golden mist flowing around the blood droplets.

Qin Yuan frowned slightly, it was He Qiancheng's essence blood.

Essence blood is different from ordinary blood, it is the essence of blood, it is limited in quantity, but it is extremely important.

The essence blood of ordinary people adds up to only about a dozen drops, and the essence blood of cultivators is not much different, and it has not increased because of their strong ability, but the essence blood of cultivators is more powerful, and the energy contained in it is more than the mysterious substance that provides vitality for life.

He Qiancheng did not hesitate to lose a drop of essence blood to urge the ancient sword, presumably the next ancient sword will be even more dangerous.

As if answering Qin Yuan's thoughts, the blood dripped on the ancient sword, and the ancient sword suddenly shone brightly, and the bright transparent light turned into a blood-red color in an instant, revealing a strange and dangerous aura inside and out.

"Buzz!"

The ancient sword trembled again, humming loudly, as if it was screaming with excitement, and like screaming greedily, or rather, greed and excitement are not indistinguishable, and greed must follow in that excitement.

"Let me remind you again, the last three moves are the real blood light, blood light appears, there will be calamity, and the blood light in my sword will bring the disaster of losing your life. ”

Since the blood flowed out, He Qiancheng's face was extremely pale, and the wind around him had risen at some point, and the wind blew his messy slightly curly black hair, dancing and jumping, making him look like he also had a strange and dangerous aura.

Qin Yuan grinned, his white teeth were extremely dazzling, and he said, "The blood light is not only a disaster, but also a great aunt!"

"You don't know whether you live or die, then don't blame me for ignoring your life or death!"

He Qiancheng's pale cheeks were full of fierceness, Qin Yuan's words not only did not know whether he was alive or dead, but he also felt that it was a serious insult to himself, when fighting, he would never respect his opponent, but he also couldn't tolerate others disrespecting him.

Qin Yuan didn't take his threat to heart, and walked forward quickly, then his pace increased, the frequency increased, and he ran like flying, Fang Tian's halberd was held behind him, and he actually took the initiative to rush towards him.

In the face of the flying sword attack, of course, the farther the distance, the better, the longer the flying sword flies, the longer the time for the cultivator to react, many cultivators even want to retreat outside the control of the other party's divine thoughts, but Qin Yuan did the opposite, and actually took the initiative to move forward against the flying sword.

In the eyes of many people, Qin Yuan didn't know whether he was alive or dead, while others saw his strong self-confidence.

The entourage behind He Qiancheng looked at Qin Yuan with a sneer, or pity or disdain, feeling that he was being a moth to a fire, his courage was commendable, and the result was doomed to be miserable.

Bai Xiaowei Mo Qiushui and the others smiled warmly, one of her beautiful cheeks was fascinated, secretly applauding for the indomitable progress, and the other was full of appreciation, and there was expectation in the appreciation, looking forward to the flowers, looking forward to fruition, and looking forward to the final beautiful result.

"Whew!"

The ancient sword that had turned blood-red emitted a burst of roar in the air, and the sound of the explosion did not come, because it was faster than the sound, leaving only an afterimage in place, and the next moment it appeared in front of Qin Yuan.

Qin Yuan's halberd had already been raised, and it began to fall the moment it was just shot, compared to the ancient sword, the speed at which the halberd fell was really not fast, but even so, the halberd happened to fall on the sword body.

In this way, the last three moves of this blood light are not much different from the first ten moves, except for being a little faster.

Qin Yuan's face was solemn, but he didn't dare to underestimate it at all.

He admitted that He Qiancheng's outfit was very pretend, but he didn't believe that he squeezed out his essence blood to pretend to be coercive and attract people's attention.

It was at this moment that the blood-colored ancient sword, which was already extremely fast, actually sped up a few points, swept downward, and flew dangerously under the falling halberd, without being touched at all, and then turned back and up.

The Scarlet Ancient Sword broke through the blockade of the Euphorbia, which meant that Qin Yuan had entered an absolutely dangerous situation.

It's just that Qin Yuan doesn't think so.

At the same time that the blood-colored ancient sword accelerated, Fang Tian's painting halberd also accelerated at the same time, although Fang Tian's painting halberd did not hit the body of the blood-colored ancient sword, it slashed to the ground.

Fang Tian's painting halberd fell to the ground, the ground cracked, and at the same time, a huge force was transmitted along Fang Tian's painting halberd to Qin Yuan's arms, and Qin Yuan used this power to suddenly fall upside down, and the violent friction between his clothes and the air made a cracking sound.

Qin Yuan had an ancient sword attached to his chest, his clothes were torn apart, and an extremely thin blood line appeared on his strong chest, and only a few drops of blood flowed out of the blood line, and he did not open his stomach.

Qin Yuan let go of this attack.

He didn't get complacent about this, the ancient sword attack was too fast, he didn't have time to be complacent, and the other reason was that this was only the first move, and there were two more dangerous moves waiting for him.

Sure enough, as soon as Qin Yuan turned over into the air, the light of the ancient sword suddenly condensed, and after the condensation, it burst like thunder, and countless blood-red rays burst out.

It wasn't just useless light, but the manifestation of spiritual power and blood qi, when these spiritual power and blood qi were condensed, they formed a series of small flying swords, and the flying swords exploded in front of Qin Yuan's chest, no matter what, he couldn't see that he had any ability to dodge.

In fact, Qin Yuan didn't avoid it, because he couldn't avoid it.

Since you can't avoid it, don't dodge, then resist hard!

This is what Qin Yuan seems to be stupid, but in fact there is no other way.

"Woo Woo ......"

Seven blood-colored thin swords flew out and stabbed at Qin Yuan's chest, even if his cultivation was a supernatural technique such as the "Earth Master True Scripture", even if his body was like steel and iron bones, but under the burst of those seven blood-colored thin swords, it would definitely become a sieve with only seven holes.

Qin Yuan didn't turn into a sieve, in fact, the seven blood-colored little swords didn't wait to pierce Qin Yuan's skin at all.

Several runes suddenly appeared on the surface of his body, and the runes spread out rapidly, connecting into one, as if a piece of tortoise shell had been born, and those black runes were rapidly turning, like a vortex, blocking and disrupting the seven blood-colored small swords!

Qin Yuan relied on the force of the impact of the blood sword, turned over and floated again, leaving a dense and slender wound on his chest, jumped into the air, and dodged a move again.

Of the only three moves Qin Yuan dodged, two of them were dodged, and there was the last move, Qin Yuan was on guard, and he tried to seize the opportunity, either smashing the ancient sword into pieces, or stabbing He Qiancheng into a sieve.

He didn't just have seven, he had thirty-six!

However, in the next moment, something unexpected happened, the last move did not come as scheduled, Nahe Qiancheng suddenly spurted blood, wilted to the ground, and the ancient sword also screamed, falling to the ground, stabbing a large piece of gravel and sand, and finally motionless, like a dead red fish......