Xu Weilong's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the faint green sword, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

Yang Qingxuan pinched the trick with his left hand and put away the Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag, and in an instant, the enchantment was extinguished, and the boundless demonic energy bombarded in.

Yang Qingxuan didn't retreat, didn't even resist, and took a step forward directly, and greeted him with flesh and blood.

"What?!"

Xu Weilong was shocked in his heart, he should have been happy, but his heart sank inexplicably.

This kind of bad feeling, I can't say why, it is a premonition of the evolution of all things in heaven and earth after the martial artist has cultivated to a certain extent.

Everyone in the sea of clouds was shocked at the same time, and said secretly: "What is he going to do?!"

"Boom!"

The power of the Ten Thousand Streams Returning Sect, which was originally pressed on the enchantment, slammed into Yang Qingxuan's body in an instant, shaking the Qingkui Yan Armor to burst out, and the demonic qi continued to burst out.

Yang Qingxuan spurted a mouthful of blood, but he didn't care about suppressing the injury, so he slashed at Xu Weilong with a sword!

"The long river is gradually falling, and the stars are sinking!"

The green sword light split the dark sky in an instant, drawing a meteor-like sword shadow.

Countless stars faded, like the darkest hour before dawn, which was extremely depressing.

Under Yang Qingxuan's sword, the hundred ghosts were hideous, and even the phantom of the ghost venerable appeared, but his eyes were closed tightly, and he did not condense.

"Boom!"

The sword slashed at Xu Weilong's demon body, breaking through the demon defense, and slashing down all the way, making a "bang, bang" metal impact sound.

The demon scales on Xu Weilong's body exploded one by one, and a large amount of demonic blood shot out, and countless little ghosts giggled and flew down from the tip of the sword and burrowed into those wounds.

"Ahh

Xu Weilong was slashed by the sword, bared his teeth and screamed, and then took a few steps back.

Yang Qingxuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and walked up with a sword again.

Xu Weilong was frightened: "You are crazy!"

"Crazy?" Yang Qingxuan sneered and said, "I'm not crazy, but you're going crazy soon." I'm more awake than ever. The only way to kill you is to kill Xu Weilong's body. And the best way to kill Xu Weilong is to exchange his life for his life!"

As he spoke, completely ignoring the internal injuries, he raised his hand, and another sword was gathering momentum in the air.

Under the cold light, hundreds of ghosts appeared on the sword, hideous and terrifying.

In the surrounding sword mounds, the sound of swords trembled at the same time, like countless graves, forming some kind of resonance with the hundred ghosts.

Xu Weilong was shocked and angry, and hissed: "Exchange your life for your life, I want to see how big your life is, dare to exchange it with me!"

As he spoke, the figure flashed, and he teleported behind Yang Qingxuan, raised his hand, and took another shot of Wanliu Guizong.

It's just that this time, the power has been raised to the late stage of the Extreme Dao!

Suddenly, Xu Weilong's scarlet eyes shrank suddenly, and the place on his body that was cut by the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking constantly felt tearing and numbness, and there were even little ghosts sneaking in his body, destroying his body.

Moreover, after he increased his strength to the late stage of the Extreme Dao, his physical body began to be even more unbearable, and his injuries showed signs of further expansion.

The reason why Yang Qingxuan chose the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk was because he took a fancy to its terrifying destructive ability, which was exponentially double that of other divine swords.

Xu Weilong said in a cold voice: "For hundreds of years, the people who stood on the opposite side of me have all been catastrophic, and you are no exception!"

As he spoke, his palm momentum did not decrease, but increased by a few points.

Yang Qingxuan turned around suddenly and sneered: "If I kill you, won't I be on the other side." ”

Under the sneer, facing the demonic might, he still did not dodge or dodge, pouring all his power into the sword, and a hundred ghosts appeared around him, forming a sword intent enchantment.

"Boom!"

Xu Weilong pierced through the ghost qi of Sen Ran with one palm, as if he had slapped it.

Qingkui Yanjia burst out in an instant, but it only resisted for an instant, and all the spirit stones were slapped on the chest by the clutches.

At this moment, the ten peerless formations engraved on Yang Qingxuan's body were stimulated at the same time, strangling the monstrous demonic power.

And at the same time, Yang Qingxuan's sword swung out.

The sword slashed fiercely at Xu Weilong's body.

"Boom!"

Both of them made one move each, and they both spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew upside down.

Yang Qingxuan fell to the ground fiercely, although he was protected by the Qingkui Yan Armor and the Ten Peerless Formations, he was still shocked by Xu Weilong's palm, and a large amount of demonic qi entered the body, corroding the body.

Xu Weilong, on the other hand, kept retreating in the ring, letting out a beast-like roar from his mouth.

His left shoulder was almost completely sliced open by Hyakki Night Walk, and an extremely deep sword wound went from his shoulder armor to his chest. Vast expanses of demonic blood continued to erupt.

And the wound showed a large green glow, and the blood was also dyed green.

Soon the sound of a hundred ghosts playing and howling could be heard from within the wound, shaking the heart.

Even from the scar, he stretched out a pair of ghost hands, desperately tore open Xu Weilong's wounds, poked out a sinister ghost head, looked at Xu Weilong, and made a "hehe" sound in his mouth.

"Wow!"

On the entire sea of clouds, Mo was shocked and frightened one by one.

Where had they ever seen such a terrible sight?

Zhong Jie was also stunned, Yang Qingxuan's several attacks, where could he not understand, it turned out that he had been wrong all along.

"Ahh

Xu Weilong screamed in pain, his face became indescribably pale, and large cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

The little ghost wanted to crawl out of his entire body and completely tear Xu Weilong's left shoulder.

"Just a little ghost, what can you do with me, go die!"

Xu Weilong roared angrily, grabbed the five fingers of his right hand, inserted it into the little ghost's brain, and grabbed it hard, and shattered it.

The little ghost screamed, but it didn't completely disperse, and the fragments that exploded turned into smaller ghosts and burrowed into the body again.

Xu Weilong's face changed greatly, but after all, he was Lu Yukui, the head of the top ten, the overlord of the world, and he calmed down in an instant.

Violently run the true element, forcibly shattered the left arm completely, and exploded with a "bang", and the imps inside were blown to pieces.

Then he raised his hand to pinch the trick, attracting the demonic fire in his body and burning the yin ghost, but the momentum on his body had fallen to the extreme.

Yang Qingxuan struggled to get up from the ground, spurted out several mouthfuls of blood, and swallowed the pills one by one into his stomach.

Then he took a step forward and walked towards Xu Weilong step by step.

The hundred ghosts were held in his hand, exuding a leisurely coldness, green like light, wrapping around the sword body, and spreading little by little with Yang Qingxuan's steps.

In the Brilliant Hall, Lu Yukui's face was very ugly, and he never dreamed that Yang Qingxuan could force his three corpses into such a desperate situation.

It seemed that he had made great determination, and the seal in Lu Yukui's hand changed, turning into a pattern one by one, evolving into a magnificent power, and then disappeared into the void.

In front of the huge crystal, Yang Yunjing looked at it quietly, there was no wave in his eyes, but he felt something in his heart, and suddenly said: "Are you really willing? If you make this move, I'm afraid it will consume your hundred years of penance, right?"

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