Yang Liu jumped up as if he had given up everything, and then grabbed the blood-drinking sword with both hands, and raised the blood-drinking sword high, as if a reservoir had opened a floodgate, and a strong spiritual power gushed out from his body unscrupulously.

And this gushing spiritual power is invariably gathered above the willow, 'brush brush' condensed together, just in an instant, I saw a spiritual power giant sword about twenty meters long formed above the willow.

Yang Liu pinned all his hopes on this sword, and Yang Liu unreservedly gave out all his spiritual power, although at this time Yang Liu was considered to be empty of spiritual power in his body, but Yang Liu's high mood at the moment ignored this.

Qin Ming raised his head slightly, seeing all of Yang Liu's actions in his eyes, he couldn't help but sneer, and said, "You, a sword spirit disciple, are finally planning to use the Yintian Style, and are you going to make a final fight?" The momentum is good, but for me, it's just an axe, and it's meaningless. ”

That being said, Qin Ming didn't intend to take this Seal Heaven Technique unguarded, even if it was the Seal Heaven Formation that Yang Liu's current spiritual power cultivation was exerting, the power was still not to be underestimated.

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Therefore, I saw that Qin Ming was still standing in place, but Qin Ming waved the blue light sword in his hand at this time, as if it was as if several colorful blue lights crossed in front of his eyes, and then Qin Ming suddenly injected a lot of spiritual power into the blue light sword, and immediately saw bursts of blue light blooming on the sword body of the blue light sword, and then like a stack of arhats, on top of the blue light sword, stacked into layers of sword shields.

And at the moment when this twenty-meter-long spiritual power giant sword was formed, it seemed that even the heavens and the earth trembled, and it seemed that this pitch-black night was a little trembling because of the formation of this twenty-meter-long spiritual power giant sword.

I heard Yang Liu suddenly shout: "Yintian style - go!" Then Yang Liu's hands swung down vigorously, and the blood-drinking sword also swung downward, and suddenly the twenty-meter-long spiritual power giant sword also slashed downward, and it was a powerful force that was enough to make the heavens tremble, and it slashed towards Qin Ming on the ground.

Seeing Yang Liu's smooth use of the Yintian Style, Qin Ming still looked up indifferently and stood in place, but he was only stabbed with a blue light sword, and above the blue light sword, it was covered with layers of superimposed sword shields.

And this twenty-meter-long spiritual power giant sword slashed downward, just in the blink of an eye, it was impressively approaching Qin Ming on the ground, and this spiritual power giant sword seemed to pierce the night in the darkness, and it was more like a cut in the night dome.

And the appearance of the spiritual power giant sword was reflected in Qin Ming's pupils, and it became clearer, but Qin Ming did not have the slightest flustered appearance, and still looked calm.

And after Yang Liu threw out the twenty-meter-long giant sword, his body was like a fallen leaf, slowly falling, but at this moment, Yang Liu had hollowed out all the spiritual power in his body, there was nothing left, he was sweating like rain, and he looked tired, panting heavily, but Yang Liu's attention is now on the bottom, and it is a sword that pins all the hopes of Yang Liu.

Hearing only a loud 'boom', the twenty-meter-long spiritual power giant sword slashed down without accident, with an unparalleled power, hitting the layers of swords and shields gathered by Qin Ming's spiritual power.

At the same time, there was a 'whoosh', and a huge impact force was like ripples in the water, spreading out in a circle, and scattering towards the surroundings, and the trees around it were all blown and moved by the impact force.

What's more, the twenty-meter-long spiritual power giant sword made a roaring sound at the moment it struck, like a thunderclap sounded on the ground, and its sound was so loud that I am afraid that the entire Yuqing Palace could hear it.

However, the sword and shield trembled, after all, the power of this Yintian style was not bad, but after this layer of sword and shield was infused with Qin Ming's spiritual power, its hardness should not be underestimated, and it was actually a heavy blow from this twenty-meter-long spiritual power giant sword.

Qin Ming continued to inject spiritual power into this sword and shield, so now it was actually maintaining a stalemate, and this twenty-meter-long spiritual power giant sword was slashed at this layer of sword and shield like this, but it was not allowed to advance an inch, but the power of the Yintian style was also concentrated on the initial blow, and the power was infinite, but the follow-up power was a bit powerless.

Qin Ming felt that the power of this spiritual power giant sword was constantly weakening, after all, Qin Ming could really feel that the pressure on the sword and shield was actually decreasing.

Qin Ming didn't hesitate to pinch the sword at this time, only to see that the blue light sword was spun several times, so the layers of sword shields that were originally covering the top of the blue light sword actually burst out in this instant, and suddenly turned into little fragments.

However, this was originally a move that ended up together, and at the moment when the sword and shield burst apart, the twenty-meter-long spiritual power giant sword also broke with it, and above Qin Ming, it shattered inch by inch, and then turned into a series of shattered sword lights that did not threaten, and slowly fell above Qin Ming.

Yang Liu seemed to have been hollowed out of his strength, looking at this scene in disbelief, he didn't expect that Qin Ming's strength was so powerful that he couldn't even give Qin Ming the slightest harm in the Yin Tian style.

Yang Liu seemed to have fallen into the abyss at this time, as if he had lost all hope at once, and Yang Liu had already used all the spiritual power in his body to use the Yintian Style, and now Yang Liu felt that his body was at the point of exhaustion, and then his body slowly fell.

On tiptoe to the ground, Yang Liu felt that his legs were weak, and then he sat down on the ground, and then Yang Liu still muttered in disbelief: "Why is this the result...... Why............ I...... Master...... Sorry ............"

However, Yang Liu still had the last trace of thought at this moment, and with a wave of his hand, the blood-drinking sword turned into a blood light, and then merged into Yang Liu's left shoulder, temporarily disappearing.

And Qin Ming slowly walked in front of Yang Liu, looked down at Yang Liu slightly, and said, "Sword Spirit Disciple, what are your last words?" ”

Yang Liu is now no longer able to even move, the last move 'Yintian Style' not only exhausts all the spiritual power in Yang Liu's body, but also carries all the hope of Yang Liu, but now, even the Yin Tian Style can't give Qin Ming the slightest damage, for Yang Liu, the last hope seems to turn into foam in front of Yang Liu's eyes, 'plop', the bubble of hope bursts, leaving only endless despair.

Yang Liu was paralyzed on the ground, his eyes were blank, as if he had no courage to live, no life, no hope, only waiting for the coming of death.

"No last words? …… Then you can leave with peace of mind and follow the dead sword spirit, and you can be a companion. Qin Ming slowly raised the blue light sword, and then slashed downward, like a beheading in the execution ground, and slashed down impressively.