The moment the blue light broke through Wang Lung's protective shield and penetrated his body, not only did he feel surprised, but even the people below who were familiar with the power of the "Ten Thousand Laws Golden Body" felt even more incredible.

Wang Lung clutched his penetrated body and staggered back a few steps. As soon as the spiritual power in his body leaked out, his breath suddenly withered.

"Head of the house!"

The people of the Wang family saw that Wang Lung was so seriously injured, and hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and the ghost bone mother-in-law was the first to come to Wang Lung's side, checked his injury, and frowned. Hurriedly stretched out the skull crutch and pointed it at his body, sealing his limbs and bones. After these measures, Wang Lung's injuries barely stabilized.

Looking at the Qing Ming side again, he was no better, in order to prepare for this blow, he evaded Wang Lung's pursuit again and again, not to mention the injuries all over his body, and almost died under his men several times.

The last trick is called "A glimpse of Qinghong!" It was a bundle of scrolls that Qing Ming accidentally got when he was in Changting Continent, and this set of sword skills was recorded in it. At that time, he didn't care, and secretly cultivated from his master and brother, but he didn't expect that the more he cultivated, the more frightened he became, and he found that this set of sword skills seemed to have spirituality, and with the improvement of his understanding, the power of the sword skills also increased. It's like a never-ending pit, as long as you explore a little further, you will gain more.

The disadvantage of this set of sword skills is that it is more troublesome to prepare, and it takes a lot of time, which is quite disadvantageous when facing the enemy. Qing Ming showed a weak posture at first, the purpose was to make the other party take it lightly, with Wang Lung's arrogant character, he naturally wouldn't have thought that Qing Ming still had a hand in secret. As expected, Wang Lung disdained Qing Ming's evasion, pressing step by step, and the final failure was inevitable.

Qing Ming staggered, his breath was disordered, and it had taken him a lot of energy to make a "glance at Qinghong", the cyan saber in his hand was inserted upside down in the square, embedded in the marble surface of the square, and the cyan saber barely supported his body, but he did not dare to slack off, concentrating his mind to observe the surrounding situation, and sure enough, many masters of the Wang family, including the two martial artists, surrounded him in the center.

Han Piao, who was below, saw the situation on the stage, and was anxious, and was about to break free from the support of the five Han family guards, but as soon as he took a step, the feeling of weakness in his body instantly hit his whole body, his legs were weak, and his body fell forward.

"Second Miss" The five guards beside her also reacted extremely quickly, seeing that Han Piao was about to fall, the five of them grabbed her at the same time, which stopped her from falling down.

"I ..... I'm going up!"

Han Piao looked at the emaciated figure in the field, his eyes were full of tears, everything was his own fault, if he hadn't escaped from the Han family's westward migration team, he wouldn't have taken Qing Ming to Wang Luo's mansion, if he hadn't wanted to vent his evil anger for himself and burn down the Wang family's restaurant, Wang Luo would not have died in the hands of Qing Ming, and there would have been no such thing as this series of things later. It was she who pulled the white-clothed young man in front of her into the fire pit, so no matter what, she couldn't let the young man have an accident.

"Second Miss, calm down, the young man can handle it, you will only make trouble for her if you go up!"

Hearing this, Han Piao's heart trembled, yes, what could he do for him, if it wasn't for his incompetence to be caught, that young man wouldn't know that this was a tiger's den and would come to save himself. Thinking of this, Han Piao was depressed for a while, and his whole body completely lost support......

On the second floor of the attic, Jian Yumen Chenghao, who was carrying a black giant sword, looked at the white-clothed young man in the field, and his face showed a burst of fanaticism. He witnessed the power of Qing Ming's last move, and his palms were itchy and unbearable. He really wants to have a few tricks with Qing Ming, he is very obsessed with swordsmanship, no matter who it is, whether the opponent's cultivation is high or low, as long as it attracts his attention, he will not hesitate to challenge the other party. And this time, he recognized the young man in white in the field.

The two people around Cheng Hao saw him with this look, and naturally knew what he was planning in his heart. It is natural for Cheng Hao to be called "Sword Crazy" in the sect, which is also a well-known thing for the disciples of Sword Rain Gate, and the two of them silently mourned for the young man in white who did not know it, after all, it is not a happy thing to be targeted by a "Sword Madness".

"I have to say that that young man's cultivation of kendo may be deeper than that of martial arts, and he has this achievement in martial arts, and he is even better in kendo, and this son's potential is extraordinary. The last sword, even I can't see through it!" The old man from Yuxuan Pavilion was the first to speak, breaking the silence.

"Even Elder Duan can't see through it?" Bai Hu also asked in surprise.

"The last sword is actually virtual, there is reality in the void, the void is real and it is difficult to see through, there is a kind of sword intent contained in the blue light, and this sword intent is like originating from chaos, chaos is born and everything opens, the sword intent seems to be a new life, but in fact it implies destruction!" The old man touched his beard and said profoundly, with a smile on his face.

And that young man Song Xuan couldn't understand so much, in his eyes, the situation that Qing Ming was facing now was not optimistic, it was just not easy to defeat Wang Long, and now there were two martial artists eyeing him, and he also vaguely felt that something might happen in the future.

Just when Song Xuan was still hesitating whether to go up to help, Qing Ming and many of the Wang family's guards once again scuffled.

Although he won narrowly with Wang Long, he also consumed too much spiritual power because of this, and in the face of everyone's siege, Qing Ming was already powerless.

"Poof!"

Qing Ming was attacked by a martial artist of the Wang family and concentrated on his back, and a mouthful of blood spit on the ground, and his body couldn't help but bend forward. On the other side, the remaining martial artist saw the opportunity to make a move, taking advantage of Qing Ming's injury for a moment, detoured from his right side, and quickly came to his blind spot, wanting to give him the final blow.

But when he walked around, Qing Ming had already sensed his route, wiped the remaining blood from his mouth, and quietly clenched the cyan saber in his hand with one hand. The oppressive force behind him kept approaching, and when a strong wind came from his back, Qing Ming used his spiritual power, and the saber in his hand rotated at an angle in the air, he didn't look at it, his eyes were scattered, and he pretended not to notice the situation behind him, but the movements in his hands were not ambiguous at all.

The hand holding the green sword rotated an angle and quickly stabbed behind him, only to feel that the saber was like inserting into the mire, and the strength behind him disappeared at this moment, along with the oppressive force.

And the martial artist also fell.