Three hundred and four last sword

The fingers that were ready to go suddenly paused without any hesitation, and Qin Tianqing naturally straightened out the sleeves without the slightest wrinkle, and after that, his hands hung down calmly.

Raising his eyes, he glanced at Ye Chu deeply, and after that, he didn't see any movement from him, and his figure appeared a little farther away, opening up enough distance. didn't say a word, but she used her actions to signal Ye Chu, she had enough time to prepare.

The sharp sword qi spread from Ye Chu's body, filling the entire sword body little by little, and the sharp sword qi tore open the air around her, and the void seemed to be cut out by this sharp edge. The condensed sword qi and the sharp sword intent are superimposed, and compared to one plus one equals two, the sharp qi is at least doubled.

Ye Chu's whole person was soaked in sweat, her delicate face was almost transparent, she lowered her eyes, looked at the bloody tiger's mouth, her white and slender fingers were cocked one by one, and then clenched, the blood stains on the hilt of the sword stained the entire palm, shrugged her shoulders slightly, and relieved the slight trembling of the muscles on the back of her shoulders because they were too tight. Ye Chu licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and grinned, "I know that the gap between us is huge, but I don't believe it, I can't even force you back." ”

The color of appreciation in his eyes flashed, Qin Tianqing raised his hand extremely quickly, the faint red on the tips of his white fingers clearly met his eyes, there was no expression on his face, his lips pursed slightly, and he seemed to hesitate a little, and then, for the first time on his handsome face, there was a rare expression other than indifference, and he frowned slightly. After that, he stretched out, and his eyes revealed a slightly complicated feeling, "Actually, you are better than you imagined." ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the small courtyard changed.

Elder Jiang, who had a gentle smile on his face, paused, and pinched his beard tightly without moving, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Senior Uncle Qin......" Fang Ye opened his mouth wide and rubbed his eyes vigorously, as if he had seen a demon beast. The face was full of disbelief. "Could it be in ......" comforted Xiao Chu, right? He sneakily peeked at Qin Tianqing, lowered his voice, and muttered, "Senior Uncle Qin is." Isn't it. Possessed by something? "As the leader of the Gao Leng faction in Guiyuan Valley. Qin Tianqing has always been an outstanding representative of indifference to people, how did this somewhat comforting words and tone come to Uncle Qin of the Flower of Kaolin? What the hell is it? It can be well defended. The dignified and righteous Guiyuan Valley is troublesome!

"No," Zhao Yan's little girl blinked, a little dazed, she didn't understand why Fang Ye came to such a conclusion, but the kind little girl couldn't bear to let her senior brother fall into this inexplicable doubt and uneasiness, so she still opened her mouth and comforted, "Senior brother, don't worry, this kind of thing won't happen at all." Senior Uncle Qin was already a great master in the Transformation Stage, even if the Ghost King wanted to occupy Senior Uncle Qin's body, it would be impossible to succeed. ”

Senior Sister Sang, whose face was as indifferent as ice and snow, looked at Ye Chu with curiosity and appreciation, and when she heard the words, a faint smile slowly bloomed at the corner of her mouth.

Compared with all the previous attacks, this sword Ye Chu had been accumulating momentum for a longer time, and the edge on his body was becoming more and more sharp, obviously trying his best.

A terrifying edge slowly dispersed like a tide, this wave gradually enveloped Qin Tianqing's body, Ye Chu hooked the corners of his mouth, and smiled at Qin Tianqing, after that, castration shot out like lightning that slashed down, and the long sword with fine sword qi in his hand flashed with a chilling cold light, appearing like a swimming dragon, the sword was extremely sharp, scattered in mid-air like a little cold star, pointing at Qin Tianqing's eyebrows, eyes, throat, heart, and dantian.

The dazzling sword light filled the sky, extremely fast, erratic, with a sharp edge that made it difficult to breathe, dancing a torrent of sword light mixed with sword qi and sword intent.

This sword ......

Elder Jiang, who was sitting upright, nodded, and the look of appreciation in his eyes added a little more.

A dignified look quietly climbed on the ice-like face of Senior Sister Sang, the palm of her hand gently buckled the hilt of the sword at her waist, and her eyes revealed a vigorous battle intent.

Fang Ye's throat kept rolling, swallowing his saliva, his eyes widened with all his might, he didn't dare to blink, he stared at the middle of the field, for fear of missing any detail, his hands clenched hard, and his muscles jumped violently.

Zhao Yan's crystal clear eyes also revealed a nervous color, and her snow-white teeth bit her vermilion lips tightly.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Chu didn't have the slightest expression on her face, her lips were tightly pursed into a line, her eyes revealed a touch of resolute light, her body turned into a breeze, I don't know where it started, I don't know where it ends, it is fluttering and shaking, making people incomprehensible and difficult to catch. The remnants of the Dao followed closely behind the flickering sword, dazzling. The sword rays in the sky brought bursts of hurricanes rolling wildly, but they couldn't shake Qin Tianqing, who was like a mountain.

However, this sword is somewhat different from all the previous futile attacks, at least, before this sword reaches the body, it slightly lifts the robe on Qin Tianqing's body, the robe swings slightly, and the more famous Qin Tianqing is as free and elegant as an immortal.

Looking at the scene of fluttering clothes, Ye Chu's eyes flashed violently, and the soles of his feet stomped out of the ground fiercely, with a faint muffled sound, Ye Chu's fast-moving body suddenly doubled its speed, and the distance between her and Qin Tianqing was pulled closer by her in an instant. The long sword overflowing with cold light, dragging the extremely sharp sword light, tore apart the air between the two, with a terrible and piercing sound of breaking the air, lingering with Sen Han's fierce killing intent, and the condensed sword qi was raging, surging towards Qin Tianqing's body, trying to seal the space for him to toss and turn.

The surrounding qi qi faded in Ye Chu's eyes, Ye Chu's eyes were focused and firm, she only had her sword in her eyes, and only her opponent Qin Tianqing! The sword was in hand, the opponent was close at hand, Ye Chu's wrist shook, and the long sword made a crisp sound, resounding in this heaven and earth, obscuring all other sounds.

A touch of snow-bright sword light, containing the killing intent of Sen Han's sharp edge, is like the wind blowing through the mountains and rivers, stabbing out at an amazing angle! The long sword was filled with sharp sword intent, with the potential of tearing the heavens and the earth, and the edge of Senhan ran through the entire sky.

Sharp!

Nothing can stand in the way!

Hard to beat! (To be continued......)