This time, the old man didn't make a rash move, but Ye Qingling was unforgiving, and she didn't know what Lu Dao was doing for Lu Dao, her speed suddenly doubled, she only knew that Lu Dao's current state was very good, and as soon as her toes lightly touched the ground, her body flew up and pounced on the old man again.

The old man took a few steps back in a row, and drew the big sword behind his back.

This big sword is one meter two or three long, there is no open edge, the palm is so wide, the whole body is dark, there are eight relatively uniform annular grooves on it, large traps and small circles, both front and back.

With the heavy sword in hand, the old man was obviously much more powerful.

However, due to a big loss in speed, even with a heavy sword, he could not resist Ye Qingling's thousand hands.

Ye Qingling is known as the Thousand-Hand Poison Guanyin, but not only can she fold a thousand hands, she can hit dozens of palms in an instant, which is dazzling, just like Shura's quick slash, you resist this, but you can't resist that.

Bang bang bang...... Syllable......

The old man was slapped on the back by Ye Qingling again, and a jet-black palm print appeared.

The old man looked angry, and swept his sword backwards.

Ye Qingling had already moved away quickly.

But what Wang Ziqiao and Ye Qingling didn't expect was that just when Ye Qingling dodged the slash of the heavy sword, the giant sword trembled slightly, and from the body of the giant sword, a small fusiform sword suddenly drilled out, with two sharp ends, which were embedded in the giant sword before, split out of the crack and came in an instant.

Ye Qingling's heart was shocked, and his body moved rapidly to the side, but he was still cut through the shirt on his shoulder by the small sword, bringing out a line of blood.

As soon as the little sword passed through, it rushed out more than ten meters at once, and the void spun for a moment, as the old man's heavy sword moved, the little sword seemed to be attracted, and quickly returned, directly approaching Ye Qingling's back.

"Be careful!" It was the first time that Wang Ziqiao had encountered this kind of weapon, and a spiritual power spread out, shaking the small sword away from its original trajectory.

But the little sword drew an arc in the air, and still returned to the old man's side, sticking to the heavy sword.

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Under the flying of the heavy sword, a series of three hollow small swords shot out, these small swords were not the size, split out from the annular fine lines, and swirled around the old man, with afterimages repeatedly, making it impossible to stop people at all.

Ye Qingling's body was as light as a swallow, like a piece of feathers, dancing up and down, and his palms slapped the small sword away from time to time, but it was impossible to attack the old man again.

This heavy sword seems to be able to control four small swords, and the four small swords are flying in the void, and the speed is not much slower even compared to bullets, and there are countless sword shadows, which makes people unguardable.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?" Prince Qiao was surprised.

And the old man sneered: "My nine swords, cast for more than ten years, are made of extraterrestrial magnets, but only so far have they been able to fight the enemy, today let you see and see, the nine swords are powerful!" ”

The old man raised the heavy sword, his arm trembled, as if there was an internal qi pouring into the heavy sword, and on top of the heavy sword, four hollow swords flew out in a row.

These four can no longer be called small swords, the largest one is only one size smaller than the heavy swords, and the most especially hollow is hollow.

At this time, the heavy sword also became hollow, and its weight was greatly reduced.

The seven hollow swords and a solid shuttle sword that broke away from the heavy sword surrounded the big sword and the old man, spun rapidly, and looked like it gave people a mysterious and magical feeling.

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Under the protection of so many flying swords, people can't get close to the old man at all, let alone attack in close quarters.

With the old man's shaking, the eight swords flew for a moment before shooting towards Ye Qingling at the same time.

Ye Qingling no longer had the intention of continuing to fight, and quickly dodged backwards.

But although her speed is fast, it is not as fast as these swords, they are thrown by the old man using internal force under inertia, and they are all comparable to hidden weapons.

Ye Qingling was not paying attention, he was hit by two swords in a row, and the old man's figure followed closely in front of her, swinging the heavy sword and stabbing towards Ye Qingling.

Ye Qingling had nowhere to dodge, front and back, left and right, all of them were swords, unless she pierced into the ground or went underground.

But it can't be drilled into the ground, but the liftoff will be much slower, and in desperation, she suddenly stopped her figure and shouted loudly: "Open!" ”

She spread out her arms, and the afterimage of her arms swayed, and in an instant, she turned into a phantom of ten arms, and attacked in all directions.

Bang bang bang......

The eight small swords were actually grabbed by all the phantoms of her arms, and the heavy swords in front of her were also held by her hands.

The old man frowned, and his internal qi was released, and through the heavy sword, it spread out.

Rumble!

Ye Qingling's chest felt as if he had been hit hard, and he was blown upside down.

And just when the old man tried to chase and kill again, his face suddenly changed.

Plop Plop Plop ......

A total of eighteen spiral-shaped ground cone guns suddenly drilled out from under the old man's feet and around him.

Eight of the feet went straight to the top of the body, forcing the old man's lower plate, and the ten around him were inclined to the middle, forcing the old man's waist.

This is something that no one would have imagined.

If the old man had prepared in advance, he might have been able to dodge it with his advanced cultivation, but at this time, he couldn't figure it out.

Even so, the old man avoided the vital point and lifted himself as far as he could, but the eighteen ground cone spears completely enveloped his legs.

Plop Plop Plop ......

It's like a spear, piercing directly.

"Ah......h

The old man screamed miserably, and wanted to continue to lift himself, but his leg had been completely pierced, as if he was imprisoned in a stabbing cage, and the more he moved, the more painful it became, and the heavy sword was also thrown to the ground by him, holding the ground cone gun with both hands, panting one after another.

This cone gun was naturally made by Wang Ziqiao, and he was very good at seizing the timing.

At this time, he didn't dare to step forward, but used his spiritual power to control the old man's main sword, and quickly moved towards him.

It's just that when he moved the main sword, the other hollow swords also rushed towards him.

Frightened, Wang Ziqiao hurriedly controlled the main sword in the void about ten meters away from him, and those small swords were attached to the main sword one after another, and even automatically returned to the nest, so Wang Ziqiao dared to turn the big sword in front of him and grasped the sword body.

I felt that this big sword was not as heavy as I imagined, at most it was only a dozen catties, and I looked at the fine lines on it, every circle, it was a sword, and it was extremely finely built.

"Sword!" Wang Ziqiao sighed, directly pinned the big sword behind his back, and looked at Ye Qingling.

The corners of Ye Qingling's mouth were bleeding, lying on the ground, his body trembling.

And Ye Qingling saw Wang Ziqiao looking at him, his expression was cold, and he hurriedly struggled to fight, and said, "If I die, you will die too!" ”

Wang Ziqiao walked up and smiled: "Not necessarily, right?" Now if I kill you, you have no power to fight back, how can I miss this opportunity? ”

Ye Qingling sneered: "Then you can try it and see which of us dies first!" ”

Seeing Ye Qingling's cold and resolute gaze, Wang Ziqiao hesitated, and in the end, he couldn't afford to gamble, and with a long sigh, a healing technique fell on Ye Qingling's body......