Chapter 218: Wounded

The fierce sword aura surged from in front of the gloomy body, drowning him in an instant.

"Don't use this little carving insect skill, so as not to add to the joke. Even though his body had been overwhelmed by the overwhelming sword aura, there was no sense of panic in his words. Although Qingmeng's move was very fierce, it was just a calf trying the knife, and he didn't use all his strength directly as soon as he came up.

Drink!

The Absolute Dust snorted softly, and the cold Xuan Qi surged all around his body, the robe was windless and automatic, the hunting sounded, and the fierce Xuan Qi storm swept out from the body of the Absolute Dust like a whirlwind, and in an instant, it filled this world.

It was like a storm with a destructive aura swept away, meeting Qingmeng's mountain of sword qi, and for a while, countless dull sounds resounded, which was the sound of the sword qi submerged in the storm, like the sound of countless blunt objects hitting the human body, dull and gloomy.

"Scatter!"

With a wave of his arm, the storm that swept out of his body shot out in the blink of an eye, and countless wind blades shot out, colliding with those fierce sword qi that were like snowflakes drifting away, and countless crisp loud sounds like gold and iron clashes resounded endlessly.

But it seems that the wind blade that flew out from the storm was even better, and a steady stream of wind blades shot out, scattering or shattering those sword qi, and the sword qi was powerless, but it was exhausted in a few breaths.

At this time, it seemed that the storm had also reached the end of the day, and the storm that was enough to stir up the sky gradually weakened, and finally dissipated between heaven and earth, and only the countless criss-crossing scars left on the hard ground showed the fierce battle.

"We don't have to do these tentative little actions between us, after so many years, we also know the roots, let's just take out the real skills, I haven't fought for so long, I also want to know how much stronger your shadowless swordsmanship is than back then, or has it regressed?"

Yu Jiechen slowly stretched out a pale palm from under his robe, which seemed to be much paler compared to his other palm, even close to transparent.

If you look closely, you will find that under the pale skin, there are faint purple blood vessels, and there is dark red blood flowing in the blood vessels, this scene looks extremely weird.

Qing Meng saw the strange palms of the secluded dust, and her pretty face was also quietly covered with a dignified color. After dealing with Youjiechen for so many years, Qingmeng also knows some of his methods.

It is said that Yu Juechen once practiced a body refining mystic technique called Tiangang Hand, which was cultivated to the realm of Dacheng, and could turn one palm into a powerful point where a sword could not be injured and gold and stone could be broken. It was with this Tiangang Hand's body refining mystic technique that Yu Jiechen directly split a powerhouse of the Five-Rank Heavenly Dome Realm in half back then.

At that time, the Peerless Dust was just a third-grade Heavenly Dome Realm, but now that a long time has passed, the Peerless Dust has broken through to the point of the Five-Rank Heavenly Dome Realm, and the power of this Heavenly Gang hand is even more terrifying than back then.

"I also really want to learn your Tiangang hand, I don't know if it is as rumored, you can break gold and stone, break swords and break swords?" The ruddy sandalwood mouth opened and closed gently, and the coquettish voice drifted silently towards the secluded dust like the wind, like a ghost.

However, Yu Juechen's aggressive gaze swept over, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips, and his gaze like a devouring tiger burst out with an incomparably cold gaze, and the trace of soft bewitchment in the air was like encountering an extremely cold ice stone, which froze directly in mid-air.

There was a faint cold air rising in the air, slowly condensing into wisps of broken ice, in the white and flawless broken ice, there was a faint crimson color appeared, like a peach blossom color full of attractive atmosphere.

"Your fox tricks don't work for me, you better keep it for those wine bags and rice bags, and your head is full of fat worms. Don't be ugly with this kind of low-level means, right?"

Full of aggressive gaze, staring indifferently at the faint red color like peach blossoms in the broken ice in mid-air, the eyes of the gloomy dust couldn't help but reveal disgust, and waved his hand in annoyance, and the broken ice in mid-air was suddenly destroyed by a powerful force. To read

Countless debris flew like snowflakes in the sky, and against the background of the mist that swirled around the mountaintop, it showed an ethereal nothingness and beauty. However, at the moment when the debris in the sky had just risen, a brilliant streamer flashed like a pop, and the sword qi that enveloped the sky stabbed at the owner with the pale palm.

"That's fun. Yu Juechen's aggressive gaze looked at the peerless streamer with interest, and there was also a fierce battle intent on his face, and he let out a long roar in the sky, and his figure seemed to fly out like a roc.

The pale palms made the appearance of eagle claws predatory in mid-air, and the five sharp nails were quietly extended a lot, reflecting the luster of the cold in the air, making people feel chilled.

Bite!

A piercing sound of gold and iron clashing sounded out of thin air, and the sharp sound waves roared out like a mountain torrent and tsunami, shaking the fog around the two of them nearly ten zhang or so into nothingness, and the nearly ten zhang direction of the two of them was empty, filled with sword qi that filled the sky and horizontally.

"Tiangang's hand is really powerful, he can actually take my long sword with his body, it is worthy of the six-grade body refining mystic technique is really extraordinary. At the moment when the secluded Tiangang caught his long sword, Qingmeng's beautiful eyes also flashed a little shock.

The sword she had just now had gathered the majestic Xuan Qi in her whole body, which was enough to split the sea and open the mountain, but she didn't expect that Yu Jiechen would take over this powerful sword of hers just by virtue of the palm of her hand, which made her not be surprised.

"Oh, does that surprise you? there's more to come!" Seeing the look of shock in Qing Meng's eyes, the lips of the gloomy dust also set off a smug arc, but it quickly turned cold.

The Tiangang hand holding the Qingmeng long sword clenched violently, like iron pincers, holding the long sword creaking, and countless gorgeous fireworks burst out from the junction of the palm and the long sword, like fireworks suddenly blooming in the night sky.

Qingmeng's slender jade arm suddenly sank, and she felt that the power of a strong flesh was coming through the long sword, along her snow-white jade arm like a torrent, as if it was about to burst her body.

Qing Mengqiao's face changed drastically, and a look of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes, she didn't expect that the Heavenly Gang Hand of the Peerless Dust had already practiced to this point, and even the Tiangang Qi had already been cultivated, and she could use it freely.

Drink!

Qingmeng's voice was soft, and the long sword held in the hand of the Peerless Dust Tiangang suddenly bloomed with cyan and purple light, and finally Qingmengyu's arm shook rapidly, and the long sword was like a dragon flying in the hands of the Peerless Dust, winding and circulating, and in an instant, it broke free from the confinement of the palm of the Peerless Dust.

However, just as Qing Meng was about to draw the long sword back, Yu Jiechen sneered, Tiangang's hand flicked his fingers, and a pure white Tiangang Qi stuck to the sword spine like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and finally shot away at Qing Meng's hand as quickly as lightning.

The long sword escaped from the confinement of the palm of the Peerless Dust under the control of Qing Meng, and the moment it left, a burst of cyan and purple light suddenly flashed on the tip of the sword, and finally condensed into a streamer, shooting away at the Peerless Dust Burst like lightning.

The pure white Tiangang Qi crashed into her body along Qingmeng's delicate arm, wantonly destroying the muscles and veins in her body, Qingmeng's face turned white, and a muffled snort of pain came out of the tip of her nose, obviously she was injured.

A solemn look appeared on Youjiechen's face, because he had no time to resist with Tiangang's hand, and could only use the Xuan Qi in his body to form a defense. But just as the streamer arrived, those defenses were completely destroyed like a devastating Gula, and finally ran through the shoulders of the Peerless Dust.

Youjiechen's cold face was also pale, and there was dazzling blood flowing slowly down the corners of his mouth.

In this round of collision, both of them were injured at the same time.