On the path of the Fengchuan Mountain Range, Xiao Qingyu shook the strength of the middle and junior realm of the Spirit Sect. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Twin Silver Spears Break Thousands of Troops!"

Xiao Qingyu didn't want to talk nonsense with Lin Wushuang, as soon as he made a move, he would shoot with two guns, and after the tide of spirit beasts, they both roughly understood the strength of their opponents, so even if Xiao Qingyu didn't want to admit it, he had to pay attention to Lin Wushuang, who was only at the peak of the spirit general realm, and the use of two silver spears at the beginning was the best proof.

"Break! The wind sword is invisible. 〞

The Ziyuan sword was unsheathed in an instant, Lin Wushuang held the sword in both hands, and a sword was swung awe-inspiringly, covering the earth-shattering silver spear with a majestic sword momentum, unstoppable.

Thundered!

One piece after another of the silver spears were broken, the sword momentum was like the wind, omnipresent and ubiquitous, instantly swept all the silver spears, and cut out a passage, the power of the sword light did not decrease, and the long drive went straight in, straight to the whistling light feather.

"How is that possible! 〞

The two guns waved, breaking the sword light, Xiao Qingyu couldn't believe that his gun move was simply broken, and he felt a trace of doubt.

"Nine hundred with one sword!"

Lin Wushuang succeeded with a sword, stepped out of the sword step, the purple robe fluttered, like a flying immortal outside the sky, instantly appeared in front of Xiao Qingyu, swept over with a sword, and a deep gray sword qi with gold quickly slashed away.

"How could his sword intent be so strong?"

Xiao Qingyu didn't care about fighting back, so he had to wave his two guns with both hands to break the oncoming sword qi, but he didn't know that the moment he broke the sword qi, the sword qi turned into thousands of sword lights and swept away again, and the powerful sword qi continued to explode on him, causing him to retreat dozens of steps, and a mouthful of blood forcibly swallowed back.

"The reason why my sword intent is strong is because... The Shura artistic conception is no longer the initial sword intent of the military realm, but the initial sword intent of the division realm, and although your evil artistic conception has made progress after passing through the spirit beast tide, under my perception, it is just just entering the initial level of the military realm, so although my cultivation is less than you, the primary sword intent of the division realm is enough to make up for it, and it will suppress you. 〞

When he was in Causeway City, Lin Wushuang did not use the primary sword intent of the division realm in the battle with Wang Da, and then in the demonization illusion realm, when he was fighting with the six killings of the ghost realm, although he used the initial sword intent of the division realm, but after all, the boss of the ghost and the underworld was already a middle-level demon handsome realm, and it was not very obvious that Xiao Qingyu's blocking and killing today made him understand the power of the artistic conception and how good the effect would be in the battle.

In the case that the gap in cultivation is not large, the level of artistic conception will be infinitely magnified, Xiao Qingyu's evil artistic conception is already weaker than Shura's artistic conception in nature, and now Lin Wushuang is far ahead in terms of comprehension, which is undoubtedly worse for Xiao Qingyu.

"Master Realm Beginner Shura Sword Intent... Damn, it must be the reason for grinding grass, but even so, I will make you understand that under the absolute disparity in strength, everything you have done is in vain. 〞

Xiao Qingyu roared angrily, the artistic conception of evil, the primary realm of the Spirit Sect, both of them erupted, the silver spears held in both hands shook slightly, and an illusory evil moon emperor rose, suddenly stepped on the ground, jumped into the air, looked at Lin Wushuang condescendingly, and the whole sky seemed to be frozen.

"You won't be my opponent, and you won't be in the future, the world knows how to swing your sword!"

Lin Wushuang also jumped up, jumping to a height higher than Xiao Qingyu, the purple robe was windless and automatic, and the sharp and profound Shura Sword intent tore apart a piece of the sky in the sky where Xiao Qingyu was solidified, making Xiao Qingyu's evil artistic conception somewhat fragmented, and he let out a low shout, as if thousands of sword intents in the world were condensed on the tip of the Ziyuan Sword, and he slashed down with a sword.

Wielding the sword in the world to know the ground-level low-grade sword move, it is the sword move left by Ao Shenzhou in the root of the sword, and it is the pinnacle move in the prefecture-level low-grade move, which Lin Wushuang comprehended when he was in Causeway City.

The sword move shook ripples in the void with the momentum of the wind and remnant clouds, like the punishment of the gods, and rushed straight to the whistling light feather.

Boom!

Shura sword intent directly exploded the sky solidified by the artistic conception of evil, and the shattered power shook Xiao Qingyu's life palace, and it was uncomfortable, and the rising virtual image of the Evil Moon Emperor was covered by thousands of sword intents, and then it was as if the realm was broken, completely turned into pieces, and as soon as the whole body was launched, the virtual image of the Evil Moon Emperor was shattered, and Xiao Qingyu was also implicated, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Don't be too arrogant, evil guns!"

Xiao Qingyu didn't expect his Evil Moon Emperor Void Image to be shattered so easily, feeling that since his debut, the first time he fought was so aggrieved, he was restrained everywhere, and he was furious, and he used a powerful ground-level low-grade gun move, originally wanted to get close to Lin Wushuang in the performance, but the artistic conception shown by the sword move was too high, the majestic majesty, and every sword light made his blood churn, so that Xiao Qingyu couldn't get close if he wanted to.

Bang!

The miserable white evil spear phantom, ignoring the distance of space, came to Lin Wushuang in an instant, the sword move did not start with new power, it was disintegrated by the power of the gun, Lin Wushuang saw Xiao Qingyu's move again, and had to admit that the artistic conception of evil was really exquisite and extraordinary, if Xiao Qingyu did not comprehend the artistic conception of evil, then this move of the evil spear Tianjing was definitely not so powerful.

"Heaven is speechless!"

Lin Wushuang's wrist flicked, the Ziyuan Sword swept out, the silent sword light flew by, the evil spear broke, and when Xiao Qingyu didn't know why the strength of the evil spear broke, the gray and golden sword light trail cut into Xiao Qingyu's chest.

Sonorous!

The sparks splashed everywhere, and Xiao Qingyu slammed into the ground from the air, with a deep sword wound visible in his chest, and the whole person was lying on the ground.

"Ahem, I actually broke my evil spear apocalypse, and this high-grade protective treasure on my body was also broken... How could it be. 〞

Xiao Qingyu didn't understand what was going on today, after the whole battle, it seemed that Lin Wushuang was the twenty-sixth master on the Hidden Emperor List, and he was suppressed everywhere, not only his strongest move, the Evil Spear Heavenly Terror, was broken, but even the Xuan-level high-grade defensive treasure worn on his body was also broken.

Slowly propping up his body, Xiao Qingyu found that he was fortunate to be wearing a Xuan-level high-grade defensive weapon, otherwise Lin Wushuang's mysterious sword move just now would definitely hit him hard, although the Xuan-level high-grade defensive weapon was broken, but it also unloaded sixty percent of his sword power for himself.

"Hahaha, do you think I'm going to throw in the towel... There's no way you're going to beat me. Xiao Qingyu let out a loud voice, activated his spiritual power, and prepared to make another move.

Lin Wushuang frowned, deeply feeling that the other party was a little ignorant, if he wanted him to die, it was just enough to let Xiao Qingyu die hundreds of times, with a cold expression, Lin Wushuang's long sword was sent, it seemed to be fast and slow, and the infinitely elongated Shura sword qi slashed at Xiao Qingyu's Xuan-level high-grade defense treasure again and again.

The screeching sound of metal sounded again.

Xiao Qingyu was like swallowing an egg, his eyes were bulging and bloodshot, and his seven orifices spurted blood, flying out in a large zigzag shape, knocking down several big trees before he stopped.

Lin Wushuang put the Ziyuan Sword back into its sheath, let out a long breath, and said slowly, "Xiao Qingyu welcomes you to come and kill me at any time, as long as you still have faith. 〞

In fact, for Lin Wushuang, he never pays attention to the opponents he has defeated, some just keep looking forward and moving forward, and will never look back, nor will he recall the glory of the past, because his goal has already been decided, that is, the world's strongest man who can be pierced even in the sky.

Of course, he is not afraid of trouble, and his tenacious Dao heart lets him know that it will not be him who can't persevere. If Xiao Qingyu or the opponents he has defeated can really persist in the challenge after repeated defeats, then Lin Wushuang will be different.

Although killing Xiao Qingyu now was just a casual task, considering the Flying Hell Gate behind him, Lin Wushuang thought about it, if the other party really sent a King Realm powerhouse to chase and kill him, then it would be troublesome in the future.

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