Chu Longyu's face showed an unconcealable look of shock. His eyes widened in disbelief, he couldn't speak, seeing Yang Qiu's calm appearance, the more he looked, the more angry he became, the more angry he became, the more he couldn't accept the result of failure, and suddenly took a sharp breath and blew towards Yang Qiu.

A high-temperature flame flew out of his mouth like a sea of fire from the sky, and fell overwhelmingly towards Yang Qiu. But Yang Qiu had already moved sideways for a hundred meters to avoid it. Chu Longyu unwillingly manipulated the flames to turn, made a big bend, and burned towards Yang Qiu. Yang Qiu moved out a hundred meters to avoid it. Chu Longyu sped up the speed of the flame pursuit, and let the flame bend again.

After repeating this three more times, this flame failed to burn Yang Qiu, but instead surrounded Chu Longyu himself, forming a circle of fire. He only felt that the blazing heat was permeating all around, and the flames were burning more and more, almost burning himself, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and hurriedly flew overhead, wanting to get out of the flames.

Just as he was flying up, Yang Qiu descended from the sky with a good sword, like a god descending from the sky, when the first sword fell, poof, hit him in the forehead, the huge dragon head he split into two, and his body was divided into left and right halves from head to toe.

"Ah......h

A terrible scream sounded from Chu Longyu's mouth. His mouth opened wide in disbelief, and his eyes were filled with unconcealable fear. Blood spurted out like a fountain of madness, as if it were endless. When the audience saw that he was actually killed, they all shouted one by one, let out all kinds of sighs, exclaimed and couldn't tell what kind of love was the sound.

Yang Qiu fell to the ground and pinched his hand. The sword shook slightly in the air, shaking off all the blood on the blade, turning into a ray of light that flew into his back and disappeared.

The referee walked up to the stands excitedly, picked up his left hand in surprise and joy, raised it above the top, and said: "Now I announce ......" but before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted halfway.

"Get out!"

A loud bang like a thunderbolt sounded on Chu Longyu's half-cut body. A strong wind blew in his face, and the referee was blown out of the way for a hundred meters, and fell into the crowd of spectators in shock and fear, and said in disbelief: "He...... Can he not even die?"

A hint of surprise appeared on Yang Qiu's face. He turned his head to look at Chu Longyu, only to see that the body that was divided into two halves was rapidly shrinking and shrinking, and after a while, one of them turned into an arm, and the other turned into Chu Longyu's human form. He finally nodded in realization, sank his face, and rushed forward.

"Good baby!"

An instant later, in a shout, the good sword came out of its body again, turned into a white light, and stabbed at Chu Longyu first. Chu Longyu's left arm was gone, and only his right arm remained. With a slight wave of his right arm, he pinched out a seal point with his five fingers. The black and white twin swords that disappeared flew out from behind him, and with two bangs, they crashed into the good sword.

Yang Qiu grabbed the obedient sword that flew back upside down, and secretly used the Yin Qing sword technique, changing the stab to a split, and attacking the black and white double sword.

A hint of madness appeared in Chu Longyu's eyes. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, dipped his index and middle fingers in a little blood, and pinched a strange seal. Two piercing swords lit up from the black and white sword. Just as the dazzling sword rays covered the whole body of the two flying swords, the black and white sword rays quickly crashed into each other.

"Boom!"

After a crisp sound, the dazzling sword light collapsed, and a black and white flying sword with a white base and black attached to the surface in stripes appeared in the air. Silky black light swirled slowly around the sword, looking very weird.

A hint of disdain appeared on Yang Qiu's face. The good sword was swung by him and landed on the black and white flying sword.

"Boom!"

Mars bursts. A crisp sound of gold and iron echoed. The black two-colored flying sword was motionless, but the obedient sword was bounced more than ten meters away. Yang Qiu couldn't help but let go, and the tiger's mouth burst out. Streams of blood flowed from between his fingers. A look of shock finally appeared on his face.

Chu Long sneered, pinched a seal with one hand and pointed forward, and the black and white sword rose with a brilliant light and rushed towards Yang Qiu's chest.

Yang Qiu saw the ferocity and rushed to the side. The sword grazed his right waist, and with a thud, it cut through his shirt and flesh, and a sharp pain rushed into his mind like a tide. Blood stained his shirt red in the blink of an eye, and a pungent smell of blood filled the air.

Chu Longyu raised his hand and waved. The black and white sword changed from stabbing to splitting, and the blade flipped in the air and fell towards Yang Qiu's head.

Yang Qiu shrank his head to avoid it, and pinched the trick with his right hand. The obedient sword turned around in the air, and recoiled back, just when the black and white two-color sword was about to turn around and then split Yang Qiu's back, it collided with it solidly.

"Boom!"

A spark bursts out. The crisp sound of gold and iron echoed again. The black and white sword was still motionless, but the obedient sword was shocked and flew more than a hundred meters. Yang Qiu's face became solemn. He flew a hundred meters away to catch the good sword, took out the curse key and inserted it into his chest.

The black two-color sword passed behind him. Chu Longyu's eyes lit up, and he smiled excitedly. But at this moment, Yang Qiu's figure distorted and disappeared.

Chu Long snorted angrily and said, "Afterimage? Hmph! I won't let you go." Even if you can be ten times faster. My combined sword can catch you up. The index finger touched his thumb, pinched his hand, and pointed forward. The black and white sword suddenly turned around and rushed thirty degrees to the left.

"Poof!"

Just as it flew more than a hundred meters away, a stream of blood was thrown out of the air like a fountain, and Yang Qiu's body had just emerged, and his left arm was cut with a deep bone-reaching opening. The shock in his eyes intensified. Finally, a trace of uneasiness welled up in my heart.

He said incomprehensibly, "What kind of flying sword is this? I have already raised the acceleration technique to the limit, and I have used the Gang Qi as a shield to firmly protect my body. It stands to reason that my body should be as hard as the magic weapon now. Why was it just a stroke from this flying sword that it was broken?" turned and flew farther away.

Just as he flew more than fifty meters, the black and white two-color sword swooped down from the front again. Yang Qiu hurriedly stretched out his hand and raised his sword to open it. An exaggerated force came from his hand, and he flew upside down more than 200 meters involuntarily. His face turned much paler, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably.

Seeing that he finally couldn't resist, Chu Longyu laughed sadly, raised his right hand and pinched it again. The speed of the black and white two-color sword suddenly skyrocketed, and in the process of chasing Yang Qiu, it disappeared into the air, as if it did not exist, leaving no trace in the air.

Yang Qiu only felt a terrible wind blowing towards his face, he couldn't see anything, a bloody hole had appeared in his chest, bleeding nonstop, and he finally fell into despair. An unconcealable look of fear crept up his cheeks. He frantically swung his obedient sword and slashed left and right, trying to block the flying sword that was already so fast that he couldn't even see it, but to no avail.

A second later, with a soft "poof", another bloody hole was pierced in his abdomen. The entire upper body was completely red with blood. The pungent smell of blood, like the smell of death, filled the air wildly. Yang Qiu found that his vision became blurry, his head became more and more dizzy, and he gritted his teeth unwillingly, drew a bloody door, and turned around and fled.

But at this moment, the vanishing black and white two-color sword rushed into the blood gate from behind him, grazing the left side of his face. The blood gate trembled slightly, and it actually exploded into a blood mist with a bang, dissipating in the air. Yang Qiu's heart pounded, and his eyes became more and more fearful. He looked at this incomparably powerful black and white sword in disbelief, endured severe pain and fear, gritted his teeth unwillingly, and slapped his palm.

A powerful Gang Qi flew out of his palm, turning into a substantial shock wave, and with a thud, it slammed into the black and white two-color sword. But to no avail. The black and white two-color sword lightly split the shock wave, and recoiled towards Yang Qiu at a faster speed against the shock wave. Yang Qiu's face changed again, and he flew out a hundred meters in fear and wanted to escape.

A stutter of blood splattered from his left leg. The black-and-white sword pierced his left thigh, leaving a bloody hole. Yang Qiu fell back into the ring in pain, only to feel that his whole body was sore, and finally he had no strength. Seeing this scene, Chu Longyu finally laughed happily and nodded with satisfaction. A thick murderous intent flashed from his eyes.

He raised his hand and pointed at Yang Qiu again. The black and white two-color sword spun in the air and stabbed at Yang Qiu's eyebrows like a meteor.

Yang Qiu saw that there was no way to avoid it, and fell into despair.

The audience was stunned. Seeing that Yang Qiu was going to die this time, a fat monk stood up excitedly, and couldn't help but cheer for Chu Longyu: "It's so amazing! No wonder Chu Longyu dared to be so rampant before the start of the competition that he would definitely be able to win this championship." He has too many back hands. ”

As soon as he said this, he opened the chatter box of other people, and finally brought the audience back to their senses.

A female monk with a beautiful face and thin body nodded thoughtfully, looked at Chu Longyu with adoring eyes, and said in a manner: "Too handsome! Too handsome! I have never seen anyone who can have such a strong strength below the out-of-body stage after I have been cultivating for so long." I thought I thought the infant monks were nothing more than that. I'm going to give birth to Chu Longyu. ”

A two-meter-tall man patted her on the back and said, "Hey, don't expect it." Chu Longyu already has a wife. He killed Yang Qiu, and if he won the championship, he would marry his fiancée on the spot. You'll have to wait for the next life. ”

The friar was stunned, and a look of loss appeared in her eyes. But she immediately pursed her lips unwillingly, and said, "What if you have a wife? Can't I make Chu Longyu a small one? Although my strength is only in the Dan period, my appearance is not bad, right? Could it be that a beautiful woman like me takes the initiative to throw herself into her arms, and there will be men who don't like it?"

After saying that, she couldn't help but feel a little proud, brushed her hair, and threw a wink at the big man.

A tube of nosebleeds ran to the mouth. The big man's heart was overjoyed and he said, "You're right. You're right. Involuntarily, she reached out and touched the nun's face.

"Get out of the ......"

The female cultivator's face sank, and she glared at the big man angrily, and raised her left hand to pat the big man's hand. A powerful true qi diffused in the palm of his hand, and it collided with the big man's hand in a whistling way, and with a bang, the big man flew out upside down, turned into a star, and disappeared into the distance.

When the people around saw this, they couldn't help but admire the strength of this female cultivator. The female cultivator snorted coldly, even more proud, and slightly curled the corners of her lips. But at this moment, her face changed and she let out a scream. A pair of beautiful eyes stared ahead without blinking.

The surrounding audience saw that she was watching the ring, and they all followed her gaze to the ring again.

I saw that the black and white sword had been deeply inserted into the ground. A series of excited eyes invariably climbed up the cheeks of every audience. But when the audience found that the black and white sword was only inserted into the ground, but it didn't stab Yang Qiu to death, they couldn't help but open their mouths in surprise and couldn't speak.

Yang Qiu glanced to the right side, and saw that the black and white two-color sword fell in the gap of the squeaky nest, and couldn't help but have a trace of doubt, and said strangely in his heart: "Huh, this sword can obviously stab me to death, but why did it stab crookedly at the critical moment just now?"

I saw Chu Longyu's face pale, and his face was full of unwillingness. Yang Qiu turned his mind, moved his body, and looked at Chu Longyu again. Chu Longyu's face became more and more pale, and the unwillingness on his face became even stronger.

Yang Qiu turned his head to look at the black and white two-color sword inserted in the ground again, and saw that he was motionless, and did not chase after him for the first time, and finally said in his heart with ecstaty: "I understand." Although this black and white sword magic weapon is terrifying, the consumption of the controller itself is also huge. Chu Longyu couldn't bear it anymore. ”

But at this moment, Chu Longyu's gaze changed. He gritted his teeth firmly, waved his arm forward, and a purple light rushed out of his arms, sweeping like a whip towards the spectators under the stands.

"Whoa!"

A loud bang echoed, the audience avoided it, and the innermost circle of people were unfortunately killed, like weak flies, mercilessly slapped out. The entire auditorium was thrown into chaos. All kinds of frightened, helpless, and unbelievable screams echoed one after another, and the strong smell of blood mixed in the air, revealing a smell similar to suffocation.

"Whoa!"

The second loud bang echoed, and the audience in the middle row suffered, like a toy that had been overturned, flying backwards into the distance uncontrollably. Wu Tong screamed in horror. But at this moment, the purple sword light caught up with her, rolled her up, and brought her back to Chu Longyu's side.

A moment later, the panic was over. People found out that Chu Longyu was just trying to catch his fiancée, and they were finally relieved.

Yang Qiu's face showed a look of deep annoyance. He took a deep breath, stood up, shouted, and said, "Good baby!" Qiang Yun really rushed towards Chu Longyu.

Just when the good sword was out of his body, as soon as he grasped it, he used an acceleration technique, turning into a ray of light and stabbing at Chu Longyu's eyebrows.

Chu Longyu pulled his right hand back, pulled Wu Tong in front of him, stretched out his index finger and thumb to clasp her neck, and said coldly: "Don't come over!" Yuan Ruofei, if you come over, I will kill her." (To be continued.) )