"No!no!no!no!" Fear began to explode in Chu Yingyang's mind, the Wang Xi on his body became restless like a wild snake, and the majestic imperial power swept the audience like a frenzy, and he shaped a long halberd like a scorching sun through Wang Xi, stabbing in the direction of Su Weiyin.

But Su Changqing's breathing suddenly changed, from deep to deep, becoming turbid, like the undercurrent of the deep sea, and like an iron eagle flying in the wind, causing harmony and turbidity with sonorous killing intent.

The huge sword array slowly took shape in the shattered underground, and all the weapons present swept straight towards Su Weiyin, like a soldier rescued in battle.

It is the pure king's breath, which rules over all things, and does everything he can.

Su Changqing held the sword in one hand, but in a few seconds, he and Chu Yingyang had already struck each other several times, and then the sword in his hand spun like a windmill, no one knew what weapon he was good at, until this moment, the sound of a single sword wheel killing was like a violent wind.

He is not only Chu Yingyang's attendant, but also his sparring partner, in the ten years between day and night, he is familiar with the opponent's halberd technique is better than his swordsmanship, how to defend against his attacks, how to avoid his thrusts, how to make him win the light and not realize that he is releasing water, he knows all his weaknesses, he knows everything about him.

And Chu Yingyang had never observed him, never understood him, so that he always thought that Su Weiyin's strength was inferior to his own, until now he was caught off guard by the other party with one arm.

He desperately urged the royal breath in his body, causing the tidal wave of aura to emerge again.

Pale blue flames burst out from his body, and he once again smelled the breath of the Battle of Yunjian River, only this time his opponent was no longer the dark horse heavily armored General Yan Fu, but the thin young man in front of him who was as white as snow.

Wang Xi's power fell from the sky, the stars of Wuqu Xing shone on him, and Chu Yingyang's halberd released a force that could not be seen directly, tearing the earth apart, piercing through the sky, and borrowing the power of the martial god.

"Python crack!"

This is the halberd method taught to him by the Empress of Shuyue, and he has only witnessed it a few times, and it has been perfectly displayed at this moment, and the halberd has lost its form in extreme speed, like the light of the ether, which is difficult to light up, and then extinguished.

For the first time, he relied on the power of speed, so that the momentary collision of the halberd sword was speechless, and the sword in Su Weiyin's hand cut through the air, cutting all the sunlight into pieces.

Chu Yingyang was almost about to shout for this force, the halberd stabbed out in the air, and the sound of steel striking was like a bell, mighty and hideous!

"Boom!"

The two were back to back.

Everyone held their breath, and even the sound of the wind seemed to freeze at this moment.

In the silence, Su Changqing slowly lowered his head, and an extremely tragic wound appeared on his waist and chest, as if he didn't feel pain.

Behind him, Chu Ying fell to his knees, and an extremely thin red line overflowed from his lungs,

Blood rushes to the sky!

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Brother!" Chu Xianzhao screamed and hugged his brother's body, put his face on his brother's bloody face, and cried heartbreakingly.

"Brother...... Don't leave me. He cried loudly, Su Changqing looked down at his wound, fiddling with the internal organs and meridians inside, swallowing the blood on his fingertips, he no longer felt any pain.

"Give him to me! "The Empress of Shuyue crossed the pile of dead people, took Chu Yingyang from his hand, and sealed his meridians with her breath, otherwise the blood continued to flow out of her lungs, even so Chu Yingyang's face was still as white as a dead man, and the wound in her lungs was not fatal, and she might be able to save it later.

The scarlet long sword pointed at the center of the eyebrows of the Empress of Shuyue, and Ning Tai looked at the ghost who seemed to be stepping into the air, the horror in her eyes exploded, she couldn't even judge the next attack of this madman, it was like the king of Yama holding a life-killing sticker on your head, and any resistance would be superfluous.

Hades wants you to die on the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch?

"If you dare to save him, I'll kill you!" said the young man.

This so-called newborn king, in fact, is also pregnant with royal breath like himself, but at this moment, his breath was forced to be pressed down by him, and for the first time, the Shuyue empress above 10,000 people had the idea of worshipping, and the sword blade between his eyebrows was as hot as red-hot iron.

"Bold!" The spearmen they brought rushed towards Su Weiyin, holding an incomparably sharp iron spear in their hands, Su Weiyin took a step back, and in just a few breaths, the spearmen were pierced one after another, none of them took a step back, forming a seemingly airtight but extremely fragile human wall in front of Tantai Ning Su and Chu Yingyang.

Su Changqing laughed wildly, facing the famous spearmen of Shuyue with one arm, he waved the long sword in his hand, and cut down the spearmen who fought bravely on the battlefield one after another, he was like a projection of the king of Hades in the world, white hair was as bright as melting silver, and the sound of blood around him was like the wind!

He splashed his blood on his face, laughed wildly, the whole world trembled in his laughter, he could almost hear the applause of the gods and Buddhas in the clouds, he would dominate the world, and he would be the king alone.

It was a stupid mistake for the gods and Buddhas to give them the king's breath, the so-called law is nothing but the sharpest sword of a country, they will not use their own strength, they have no ability to suppress people like him, what qualifications do they have to carry out the so-called law?

He is the king of the world that the gods and Buddhas are really looking forward to, not a half-hung man like Chu Yingyang, nor a coward like Chu Xianzhao.

Exchange life for death, and death in response to the gods!

Then it was the turn of the war.

"Weiwei! Take Aunt Ning and my brother away, I'll stop this madman!" Chu Xianzhao yelled at the frightened girl, Ye Weiwei stayed for a while before coming back to his senses, since she came to Yinguo, Chu Xianzhao has always been polite to him, and once made her think that Chu Xianzhao was just a little boy who was afraid of women, but at this moment, the boy clenched his hands

The sword in front of her, with a back as bright as an emperor.

The war in front of him was no longer for him to worry about, she and Tantai Ningsu carried Chu Ying on their backs, and walked towards the exit of escape step by step, most of the warlocks and crossbowmen present were already dead, when Chu Yingyang and Su Changqing were fighting, they were fighting the same, desperately, and then died, the sword locust shot by the bow and crossbow fell into the canal, splashing a large splash, and soon the corpses in the river dyed the entire canal red, and the battle was extremely tragic.

Just as Ye Weiwei and Empress Shuyue were carrying Chu Yi on their backs and leaving, seven or eight flying swords swept straight towards them, and Chu instantly summoned them to block the seven or eight flying swords, and turned back sharply: "Hurry up!

"You go too, if something happens to you, let me explain to your father!"

"Are you my mother, what does it have to do with you when I die, brother, he is the eldest son of my father! I can fight to the death for my family, but he must not die!" Chu Xianzhao roared back, and Tang Tai Ning froze for a moment and bit his lip.

Half of Chu Xianzhao's face was drenched in blood, and her angry hair rushed like a lion, she thought that the man standing in front of her was Chu Xiaohua, except for the simple face like a teenager.

Suddenly, Ning Su thought of many years ago, this Chu Xiaohua let her ride on her neck, and the two frolicked in the bamboo forest of Shuyue, like a pair of men and women in the mountains and forests, and she smiled at the age of fifteen, thinking to herself Where is this the appearance of the prince of Dayin?

Almost 20 years have passed, how did he give birth to such a good child? Why is such a good child not his own child?

"Let's go!"

"Don't think about leaving any of you, all the sword immortals of the Supreme Sword Sect, the key to the West Sword Vault is on Chu Xianzhao! Capture Chu Instantaneous Zhao alive for me, the day the West Sword Vault opens, this king will be rewarded!" Su Changqing pulled out the long sword inserted behind the Euphorbia, and slowly listened to the sound of the other party's heart breaking, his expression was so intoxicated.

Chu Xianzhao's hair was tossed by the wind, he tore off the strip of cloth and simply tied a high ponytail, and raised the dragon bird sword again, Su Changqing saw him from a distance, revealing a terrible smile that he had never seen before.

The wind came as scheduled, Su Changqing's speed was so fast that he cut through the bodies of dozens of soldiers in an instant, the incision was extremely smooth, those soldiers didn't even see where his sword came from, the light blue breath was raging all around, and the sound of metal colliding with the scream of flesh being torn apart echoed in Chu Xuanzhao's ears.

"Protect His Royal Highness the Third Prince!" the centurion shouted, and all the crossbowmen fired arrows in unison towards Su Changqing.

Countless sharp arrows grazed his body, the long sword in his hand spun like a windmill, blocking all the iron arrows, the silver-white blades crisscrossed in the air, the man in front of him turned in a violent and perfect circle, the passage of time did not weaken him, his strength became more and more complete, and sparks continued to shoot out from his sword.

Chu instantly summoned the model

Looking at the human bodies that were cut by him vaguely, he felt as if he was walking in a nightmare, and more people pounced, but their role was only to block the advance of this madman, and after half a breath, those who pounced on him turned into corpses, Su Changqing stepped over the pile of dead people, and approached Chu Xianzhao step by step.

"Brother Wei Yin, can't we all go back......" Chu Xianzhao muttered.

He strode towards Chu Xuanzhao, Tie Qing's veins appeared on his face, and he looked furious and angry: "Strength...... It was oozing out of my body...... Come with me, or I'll kill everyone here!"

"Is that me, too?"

Su Weiyin subconsciously looked up, the burly man as a bear fell from the sky, with the courage and anger of the man on the grassland, the rich royal breath was wrapped around the iron fist of the great monarch, and the horror and fear that emerged on Su Changqing's face were so real that he didn't even have time to block.

The Great Sovereign's heavy fist fell, and the fist hit Su Weiyin's abdomen, and the wind swept out like a tornado.

The moment the fist touched **, a low muffled sound sounded, which made countless people's hearts jump suddenly.

Full of old punches!

Click!

A heavy sound sounded, a sound of broken bones sounded one after another, the great monarch's face was red, the steely muscles made a thunderous loud noise, Su Changqing's eyes turned white, and the great monarch smashed on his chest one after another, under the attack of this grassland killing god, Su Changqing's chest was obviously sunken, and blood spurted out of his mouth, and the blood splashed dyed the great monarch all red, and the old man was like a madman, with a loud shout, his fists fell one after another!

Su Changqing didn't seem to feel the pain, and he didn't care at all in the face of the heavily falling fist.

On the ground where the two of them were, the extremely powerful force of the blow made a big hole, Su Changqing sprayed a mouthful of blood on his face, and every time the fist was smashed, it was accompanied by the old man's angry roar!

"Stay away from my grandson!"

(End of chapter)