Ling Yeguang stared at Zhang Qing coldly, and said in a voice as cold as iron:

"You are really a scumbag, scum, no, you are a scumbag, scum, both insults these two words. ”

"So what! As long as I live, I can always live happily, and you can only die with hatred and become my stepping stone!"

Zhang Qing raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth rose, outlining a sneer.

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Qing raised one hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand

The sword body was crystal clear, like a pool of autumn water, reflecting Zhang Qing's evil face, exuding an icy aura, and the temperature in the air dropped sharply.

"Even if you defeat Li Liancheng and the three, now you must be sleepy and tired, how can you be my opponent with the consumption of true qi. ”

Zhang Qing's eyes were cunning, and he said proudly.

"Die!"

With a loud shout, Zhang Qing's body moved, turned into an afterimage, and flew straight towards Ling Ye.

Swish.

The autumn water long sword cut through the sky, slashing out a snow-bright sword light.

The sword light was dazzling, the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, and it was wrapped in terrifying power, slashing at Ling Ye with a sword from top to bottom.

Shout.

The speed of the sword light was so fast that it reached Ling Ye in the blink of an eye, and Ling Ye actually stood still in place, not dodging or dodging.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Qing raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth rose, and he outlined a smug smile, as if he had a chance to win.

In his opinion, Ling Ye was already at the end of the crossbow, and he didn't even have the strength to dodge, so he could only be cut in half by the sword light.

The martial artist of the Xu family looked at Ling Ye with desolate eyes, his fists clenched, but he couldn't do anything.

Nangong Riyue's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, bursting out with a cold light, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.

The four martial artists smiled evilly, looking at Ling Ye as if they were looking at a dead man.

Just when everyone thought that Ling Ye was certain to die, a scarlet killing aura erupted from Ling Ye's body, rushing up like a volcanic eruption.

As soon as the sword light collided with the killing aura, it was immediately corroded by the scarlet aura and dissipated into invisibility.

The terrifying killing aura swept away, making people's hearts flutter and chill.

Ling Ye's black hair danced wildly, his purple robe hunted, his eyes were scarlet, his face was cold, and his body exuded a terrifying killing aura, just like a Shura returning from the Nine Shadows, giving people a kind of creepy blessing

"How is this possible? How can you still burst out with such a terrible momentum!"

Zhang Qing, who was originally holding Zhizhu, was completely panicked, looked at Ling Ye in a panic, and shouted in a lost voice.

"Nothing is impossible, let me die!

Ling Ye roared in a hoarse voice, like a ghost crying wolf, seducing his soul and killing him.

As the words fell, Ling Ye slammed on the ground, and the earth collapsed into a big crater, cracking inch by inch, while he rushed up and condescendingly slashed out a spear.

The spear was scarlet like blood, wrapped in the breath of killing, breaking through the air to kill.

The spear broke through the air, tore through the sky, and shot towards Zhang Qing like a meteor crashing into the earth.

"If you want to kill me, dream about it!"

Zhang Qing's pupils shrank, and his face roared hideously.

The long sword of the autumn water danced wildly, creating a series of sword lights.

"Rainstorm Sword Technique - Rainstorm pours. ”

"Tempest Sword Technique - Tempest Storm. ”

"Rainstorm Sword Technique - Torrent Burst. ”

The three moves were released at the same time, and the sound of rushing water erupted in the air, as if a torrential rain was pouring.

Bang la blah.

It was as if it was pouring rain in the air, enveloping the land.

The wind was howling and the rain was raining.

An invisible river condensed and descended, like the Milky Way falling nine, rushing towards the scarlet spears with an endless flow.

Everyone was stunned by the offensive in the air and watched the duel in the air intently.

Bang.

A loud bang exploded with an alarming bang.

The river and the scarlet spear collided fiercely.

In an instant, the spear was submerged by the river, disappeared without a trace, and continued to wash towards Ling Ye unabated, with a great tendency to submerge Ling Ye.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Qing laughed proudly:

"Hahaha! Stinky man, I thought you were so powerful, but I didn't expect it to be a silver spear wax head, which is useless. ”

Nangong Riyue and the four martial artists had a cruel smile on their faces, as if the overall situation had been decided.

In the face of the pouring rain and the washing of the river, Ling Ye's face was calm like water, his eyes were clear and waveless, his eyes suddenly opened, and two divine lights burst out.

"Really?"

As soon as the words fell, the river in the air boiled violently, splashing in all directions, and the waves were surging, and suddenly split in two from the middle and shattered.

A scarlet spear shot out from the crack and slammed straight towards Zhang Qing.

At this time, Zhang Qing had already been carried away by the victory, and he never thought that the gun could break through the river, and he was bombarded by the gun in the mouth before he had time to resist.

Rumble.

A deafening muffled sound sounded.

Zhang Qing flew out upside down like a broken sack, spitting blood from his mouth, and blood stained the sky.

Bang.

There was a muffled sound.

Zhang Qing landed heavily on the ground more than ten zhang away.

To Ling Ye's surprise, Zhang Qing immediately bounced up, as if he was fine, his eyes lit up, and he spit out a viper-like light, staring at Ling Ye deadly.

"I didn't think I was alive!"

Zhang Qinglu glanced at Ling Ye playfully, and said lightly.

"I didn't expect you to wear inner armor, otherwise I would have shot you in the throat. ”

Ling Ye's eyes flashed, and he saw a shining inner armor from Zhang Qing's shirt, and said with some surprise.

"However, you don't have that chance! I didn't expect you to have such strength after a series of battles. ”

Zhang Qing's face was hideous, and he gritted his teeth.

"But I don't believe that you are cast from steel and iron, you will not thunder, your true qi will not be exhausted, I still have hundreds of subordinates, and you can be consumed to death!"

Zhang Qing changed his words and sneered.

With that, Zhang Qing waved his palm at the four martial artists.

The four martial artists immediately rushed towards Ling Ye with their blades in hand.

Hundreds of Quenching Body Realm martial artists gathered into a rolling torrent, shouting and rushing towards Ling Ye.

For a time, the shouting was shocking, resounding.

To tell the truth, Ling Ye's true qi had already been consumed, and he only relied on the power of the killing qi to fight with Zhang Qing.

If you fight with hundreds of Quenching Body Realm martial artists again, there will be no support at all.

Ling Ye's eyes swept over hundreds of martial artists like lightning, his eyes fell on Zhang Qing, his eyes were cunning, and the corners of his mouth outlined a confident smile, and he sneered:

"I'm sorry, you're right, my true qi is endless. ”

"Hahaha! You're laughing at it! How can you have endless true anger, this is impossible, I think you are stimulated and stupid. ”

Zhang Qing burst out laughing, tears bursting into her eyes.

But the next moment, Zhang Qing's complexion changed, gloomy as water, extremely ugly, as if he had seen a ghost.

I saw a pitch-black vortex as big as a house emerge behind Ling Ye

The whirlpool was filled with a cold and cold atmosphere, blowing gusts of yin wind, making the air condense into frost, as if the qi had suddenly entered the cold winter wax moon.

There was a yellow soul ring suspended above the whirlpool, indicating that it was a martial soul of the first grade.

What surprised Zhang Qing even more was that the pitch-black vortex was spinning at high speed, frantically devouring the ground aura.

As the earth aura entered the whirlpool, the momentum on Ling Ye's body continued to rise, and it soon reached an incredible level.

The majestic momentum of the mountain was vented from Ling Ye's body, making him incarnate into a terrifying existence like a demon god.

"What kind of martial soul is this, how can it have such a terrifying ability. ”

Zhang Qing was dumbfounded on the spot, his eyes were full of horror, and he shouted loudly.

Ling Ye held a flame spear and walked leisurely into the torrent formed by hundreds of martial artists, his body full of flames and blood, like a netherworld messenger who harvested life.

A shot slashed through the air, and the firelight and blood reflected each other, and a graceful arc bloomed.

Yes!

Yes!

Yes!

A miserable scream resounded, like a ghost crying wolf, shocking people's hearts.

One by one, the big heads rushed up, and the color in their eyes gradually faded, leaving only despair and unwillingness.

Lives were harvested, blood shot out, and beautiful blood-colored flowers and bones bloomed, like a grand funeral.

Killing one person in one step, the stumps and broken arms flew one after another, and the corpses soon piled up, and the blood flowed out and converged into a stream.

The pitch-black vortex behind Ling Ye continued to rotate, and the earth aura and blood qi all poured into it in one go, like a bottomless pit, flickering with a cold and cold light, which made people shudder.

Soon, it was like a purgatory on earth, and the blood was so thick that even the most experienced demon hunters were sick and terrified.

The spear flickered, the blood was dazzling, like the light of death, and every time it lit up, a life was taken away.

The martial artists of the Xu family were dumbfounded, dumbfounded, and set off a storm in their hearts, is this still a human being? Even a hard-hearted person may not be able to kill so many people!

When the four warriors saw this, they were so frightened that their souls were frightened, their eyes showed horror, their whole bodies trembled, and they couldn't even hold the blades in their hands steadily, and they fell to the ground one after another, making a crisp sound of gold and iron fighting, like a wonderful funeral joy.

The remaining four martial artists turned around and fled, never daring to oppose Ling Ye again.

"I want to run! It's not that easy, you are all accomplices, and you all have to bury Xu Jiao!"

A hoarse voice rang out, like the soul-hooking voice of the Grim Reaper.

When the four martial artists heard this, they didn't dare to look back at all, and they hugged their heads and ran away.

Ling Ye's body was extremely fast, turning into a blood shadow, bringing up a series of blood shadows, constantly shuttling through the crowd.

The spear slashed, and the red blood shot out, staining the sky red.

A stunningly beautiful and eerie blood-colored flower bone bloomed.

Yes!

Yes!

Yes!

The screams kept ringing out, one after another, and they were endless.

The four warriors who escaped, none of them were spared, and all of them were beheaded by Ling Ye.

Ling Ye turned his head, his gaze was as sharp as a knife and swept towards Nangong Riyue and Zhang Qing, and said coldly:

"How do you want to die!"

Li Liancheng's eyes showed a hint of luck, if he had approved of Zhang Qing just now, I am afraid that he would only die now.

Nangong Riyue trembled uncontrollably, her legs trembled, she fell directly to the ground, and shouted with fear on her face:

"You're the devil!