But the swordsman is fearless, even if he knows that he is invincible, he will never stand still, not to mention that he knows that the tomb elders are coming, as long as he can hold on for a while.

He immediately drew the long sword at his waist and sneered: "Since you are deliberately trying to get rid of me, then do it, but the consequences may not be as perfect as you imagined." ”

"No, no, no, you can't say that, I just want to get justice, and I killed you by mistake, haha!"

The long-cherished wish of many years was about to be fulfilled, Wang Qingshu's heart was full of joy, and he laughed wildly.

The long sword at his waist sounded without wind, Wang Qingshu stepped forward and swung his sword to slash down, shouting: "The wind sweeps away the fallen leaves." ”

The sword light flashed, like lightning and slashed towards the white jade bridge, he was in the mood of playing cat and mouse, this sword did not have much power.

Bai Yuqiao knew that the inheritance he had obtained was the sword intent inheritance of a wind powerhouse, known for his fast characters, and he would definitely not be able to avoid it if he was serious.

So when Wang Qingshu didn't move, he didn't dodge or dodge, but took the initiative to crash into Wang Qingshu's arms.

During this time, he got along with Su Zhe and others day and night, fighting side by side, not to mention the sword intent, but his combat skills have made great progress, especially in hand-to-hand combat.

This hand-to-hand combat is a trick learned from Su Ming, taking advantage of Wang Qingshu's light enemy, he took the initiative to sneak attack, and injured him first.

Sure enough, Wang Qingshu was taken aback by his unreasonable action, and his reaction was a beat slower.

Bai Yuqiao held the sword in his backhand, used the long sword as a dagger, and slashed at Wang Qingshu's chest and abdomen.

With a sound of "Zila", Wang Qingshu's soul was in a hurry, and his body retreated quickly without delay, and he distanced himself from Baiyuqiao.

Looking at the blood marks that were scratched between his chest and abdomen, his face was shocked, "What kind of fight is this?" ”

Bai Yuqiao secretly screamed in his heart that it was a pity, the wind sword intent really lived up to its reputation, and the speed was faster than that of the galloping horse, and the sword of this sneak attack failed to hit him hard, so that he was on guard, and it was probably not so easy to surprise the sneak attack again.

But after this sword has achieved results, Bai Yuqiao will not be stupid to explain to him what kind of fighting method this is.

Taking advantage of his jealousy and taking the initiative to master the rhythm of the battle, he may have the strength to fight.

Without saying a word, the long sword in his hand swung out, and the sword qi was like ten thousand arrows, blocking the space around Wang Qingshu.

Wang Qingshu is suspicious by nature, and when he sees this ordinary sword, he suspects that it will not be as simple as it seems on the surface.

He didn't dare to make a hard connection, giving full play to the advantages of the wind system sword cultivation, and his figure flashed like lightning.

The sword light in the sky obscured Wang Qingshu's vision, and Bai Yuqiao turned into a sword and silently launched a sharp blow from the sword.

Wang Qingshu was shocked, and was shocked to find that he had been locked, and there was no way to dodge, gritting his teeth and taking the sword hard, the wind lotus around him bloomed, and he continued to consume Bai Yuqiao's killer blow.

The wind lotus was torn apart by the sword intent, and although the sword momentum was consumed by the wind lotus by one-third, two-thirds still stabbed at Wang Qingshu's throat unrelentingly.

Wang Qingshu was also aroused by the ruthless character in his bones, he shouted, desperately exchanged injuries for injuries, and on the side of his body, a sword stabbed Bai Yuqiao in the chest, and he wanted to force Bai Yuqiao to withdraw the sword.

But he didn't expect that Bai Yuqiao was more ruthless than him, his body was slightly sideways, avoiding the vital point of his heart, but the sword in his hand did not pause at all.

With a "poof", the long swords in the hands of the two pierced each other's shoulders, but Bai Yuqiao injured his left shoulder, and Wang Qingshu was pierced through his right shoulder.

The two stared at each other, drew their long swords fiercely, and the blood flew away, each retreating.

The muscles on Wang Qingshu's face twitched constantly: "You didn't even hide?" ”

"Why hide? This is my calculation, I injured my left shoulder, and I didn't delay using the sword, but you hurt my right shoulder, which must affect your sword. ”

Bai Yuqiao said indifferently, as if the puncture wound on his left shoulder did not exist.

"You're ruthless!" The corners of Wang Qingshu's mouth twitched, and he handed the sword to his left hand, with a sinister smile on his face: "It's a pity, you don't know at all that the inheritance I got is the left-handed sword." ”

Bai Yuqiao's face changed, he never thought that Wang Qingshu would hide so deeply.

"Alright, now, you can go and die."

Wang Qingshu was in a very bad mood, in his eyes, the current Bai Yuqiao could not bring him any threat.

didn't expect that as soon as he came up, the other party used a tragic way of fighting with injuries for injuries, which made him very angry.

"The wind and clouds swept the world!"

With Wang Qingshu chanting softly in his mouth, as soon as the sword in his left hand came out, the momentum became more and more powerful, and the sword aura was like the wind, and the wind swept the clouds, which was incredibly fast.

Bai Yuqiao's face was solemn, and he instantly struck out more than a thousand swords to resist, but the white robe was still torn by the wind sword, and more than ten small sword marks were scratched on his face, adding tens of thousands of wounds all over his body, and the whole person became a bloody person.

"Sword Sea Dragon!"

Just as Wang Qingshu was smiling, Bai Yuqiao suddenly roared angrily.

The sword light flashed in the sky, turning into a sea of swords, and a stegosaurus with a head and tail suddenly popped out of the sea of swords, which began to appear, tearing the remnant clouds apart, opening its huge mouth and roaring towards Wang Qingshu.

"Eagle insect skills, sword curtain storm!"

Wang Qingshu snorted disdainfully, the cold light was like iron, and the sword light was like a curtain, and it turned into a wind curtain composed of swords and rays in front of him, keeping the sword dragon out.

The overwhelming bright sword light made it impossible to look at it directly, and countless sword lights formed a terrifying storm and swept towards the white jade bridge.

This sword was extremely costly, but Wang Qingshu was sure to kill Bai Yuqiao in one fell swoop.

Bai Yuqiao closed his eyes, his figure flashed, and he actually fled towards the eighth ring.

A terrifying storm swept through everything, and the entire Seven Rings were plunged into a scorching dazzling light.

Bai Yuqiao snorted, stumbling under his feet, but he didn't stop running towards the eighth ring.

Ran away? Bai Yuqiao actually ran away, Wang Qingshu looked at his bloody back in amazement, and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Bai Yuqiao, who has always been high and arrogant, would rather die in battle than steal his life, actually fled without a fight, which completely subverted Wang Qingshu's cognition.

"I'll see where you're going."

Wang Qingshu laughed, the eighth ring, they all wanted to go in and have a look, but it was not something they could afford at all.

So in Wang Qingshu's eyes, Bai Yuqiao is just a lost dog who is in a panic.

He followed behind Bai Yuqiao unhurriedly, and playfully watched Bai Yuqiao, which was rushing towards the eighth ring like a headless fly, blocking his retreat.

He really wanted to see Bai Yuqiao's miserable appearance of being crushed to death by the sword intent of the Eighth Ring, so that he could completely push his death on the Eighth Ring that he didn't want to force into the Eighth Ring.

It's a pity, how did he know that since Bai Yuqiao dared to escape to the Eighth Ring, he naturally had his plans.

There are only two inheritances in the eighth ring, and after being inherited by the lord of Que, the remaining one is also being inherited by Su Ming.

Although Bai Yuqiao didn't know who had obtained the inheritance of the Eighth Ring, Su Zhe and the three of them had entered it, and someone would definitely get this great opportunity.

And when the sword intent is inherited, the pressure of the sword path will be minimized, and it will not cause fatal damage to him, which is the confidence of Bai Yuqiao to survive.

Seeing Bai Yuqiao staggering and disappearing into the eighth ring, Wang Qingshu's smile stiffened on his face, Bai Yuqiao was not forced back by the sword intent, how could this be?

Due to the asymmetry of information, Bai Yuqiao gained a glimmer of life, although the sword intent of the eighth ring weakened a lot at the moment, but it was also a great burden for him who was seriously injured.

The coercion shattered his wounds, and blood spilled like money.

Hurriedly reached out and took out a healing pill given to him by Su Zhe and swallowed it, and the injuries on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, which made him feel a little better.

"The healing effect of this kid's elixir is really immediate, and I owe him a favor." Bai Yuqiao muttered self-deprecatingly.

He wasn't worried that the Roaring Inheritance would be interrupted, he knew that when he accepted the inheritance, the Inheritance Sword Intent would protect the inheritor.

Wang Qingshu stood at the gate of the Eighth Ring Road, his face was cloudy, he wanted to enter but did not dare to enter, he still couldn't understand how Bai Yuqiao dared to enter the Eighth Ring.

But he knew that Bai Yuqiao must not be allowed to live, and the dead could let him make up reasons, but the living would have endless troubles.

Since Bai Yuqiao can enter, he will definitely be able to enter himself, but it's a big deal that he can't bear the sword intent and withdraws.

Wang Qingshu hesitated for a long time, his eyes showed a look of determination, his body was covered with swords, he protected his whole body, and raised his feet to step towards the eighth ring.

"Huh!" Wang Qingshu was down-to-earth, and his face suddenly turned happy, how could the sword pressure of the eighth ring become weaker, and it could not pose a threat to him at all.

"Boom", just when Wang Qingshu smiled and pounced on Bai Yuqiao, who was meditating on his knees to heal.

A vast and terrifying saint-level coercion came from the depths of the Sword Tomb, and the entire Sword Tomb shook violently, and countless sword intent inheritances emitted a violent hum, as if they were worshipping their king.

The terrifying wave shook Wang Qingshu like a kite with a broken string and flew out upside down, vomiting blood in his mouth, and falling heavily into the seventh ring.

On the contrary, Bai Yuqiao was healing his wounds cross-legged, and he was affected by the petite, but he was also rolling on the ground in embarrassment, his face was as white as paper, and the wound he had just healed collapsed again, lying on the ground dying.

Wang Qingshu struggled to get up from the ground and looked at the depths of the Sword Tomb in horror.

How could there be a saint-level coercion here, could it be that he and Bai Yuqiao entered the eighth ring and angered a certain existence?

Although he knew that the saint-level coercion came from the deepest part of the Sword Tomb and had nothing to do with the Eighth Ring, Wang Qingshu, who was already seriously injured at this moment, did not dare to step into the Eighth Ring again.

Under the aura of the collision of the holy level, Bai Yuqiao must have died, Wang Qingshu thought of this, and his hanging heart also relaxed, and he staggered out.

He wanted to join Wang Qiulin as soon as possible, and at this moment he had lost the power to protect himself, which made him extremely uneasy, and he also wanted to ask his grandfather if he knew what was in the depths of the Sword Tomb.

In the fifth ring, Wang Qiulin's face was ugly and he joined the members of the Tomb Elders Association who were hurrying over.

The tomb owner looked at him in surprise: "Tomb Elder Wang, why are you here?" ”

"I heard that something happened in the Sword Tomb, so I'm here to take a look."

Wang Qiulin said vaguely.

The tomb owner showed a sudden expression, thinking that Wang Qiulin already knew about the eight-ring flying sword, and said with a pleasant face: "Okay, let's go in together." ”

Wang Qiulin secretly complained in his heart, why did all the members of the Tomb Elders' Association come, could it be that the kid from Bai Yuqiao had a way to contact the tomb owner directly and ask him for help?

But at the moment, he didn't dare to ask more, so he could only stubbornly follow the crowd forward, his brain teaser was spinning rapidly, how to pull himself out of this matter.

Although he was a little reluctant, for the sake of the Wang family and for himself, he could only sacrifice Wang Qingshu.

He was unsettled, secretly pondering countermeasures, and even the five people in the team who were Chengcheng and others didn't have the heart to ask more.

The sword tomb shook violently, ten thousand swords worshipped, the tomb owner and others were shocked, and their faces were solemn and they accelerated their pace.

The collision fluctuations of saint-level powerhouses, what kind of terrifying existence is there in the depths of the Sword Tomb?

Everyone couldn't wait to know the truth, and they tacitly kept silent, which made Wang Qiulin more and more uneasy.

In the sixth ring, the members of the Tomb Elders' Association looked at Wang Qingshu, who was staggered over with blood-stained clothes, and the tomb owner frowned: "What's the matter?" ”