Luo Qing is very aware of his abilities and talents.

Maybe he didn't know how to use his sword, but his years of training in life and death gave him the verve to combine his hands, eyes, heart, and guts with his sword momentum. Thousands of swords, ten thousand swords, all swords. As long as he believes in the sword in his hand, it is enough!

He didn't deliberately get out of the way, but relied on his absolute confidence in self-judgment at the limit of life and death, and he pulled the strong wind, erasing the trajectory of the blue time poison, like a fireball with no real form, and pounced on it.

The pit viper monk only felt the flowers at the moment, and Luo Qing had already occupied the palace with blazing flames, which was also the fiercest and unparalleled close-range combat swordsmanship he had ever seen. The monk's slender eyes were almost torn apart, and a scream came out of his throat. Empty knives suddenly appeared. The golden knife that had just been snatched two days ago flew around the corpse. He could not take care of it even before the sacrifice was over.

Luo Qing saw him snatch Ye Tu's golden knife with his own eyes. At this time, he did not stand guard. Although the attack was intense, he still had the remaining ability. At this time, he saw the shape of the golden knife. Immediately, the rear forces broke out. The blade of the flame swayed slightly. This is no longer a frontal stabbing, but a slight deviation of the angle.

There was a big earthquake with a bang, the golden knife flew up, and Luo Qing's body almost hit the cliff and the Snake Monk Palace. The sharp, trembling blade of flame smeared obliquely between the viper and the monk's chest, but it was too heavy to be shaken by the impact of the golden knife. It was just a small teardrop, and then it flowed out naturally, turning back into a blunt wooden body.

The serpent monk felt pain when he ate and clapped his hands in hissing.

In this brief moment, Luo Qing turned half sideways, and while half-unloading the strength of his palm, he slammed his shoulder into the injury on the monk's chest. It's a direct manifestation of his precise and swift body reactions, and it's also a crazy move not to take the bottomless abyss as a thing.

Monk Viper didn't expect him to be so resolute, he was caught off guard, his chest was smashed, and the body protected on both sides really breathed violently, and he changed his breath and cursed, his body was almost close together, and he fell, and it was Xu Lao Er.

After the snake monk blocked it, Xu Lao Er had at least three countermeasures to block the way of the two people, but he got out of the way!

"Bastard ......" Viper Monk can't even swear by strength.

Under Luo Qing's strong momentum, the two men plummeted nearly ten feet in an instant, and their speed had reached the most dangerous edge. In the process of falling like a meteorite, the pit viper monk felt that his chest was about to burst. He longs to control the golden knife and cut off the arms of the younger generation. However, this golden knife has just been refined, and it is far from being able to do as you please. At first glance, he was distracted and seized Luo Qing's opportunity. A few punches were thrown the top of his head, so that he could see the stars and almost burst into tears.

The monk was angry and frightened. At this time, he suddenly heard a voice in his ear: "Sick!"

This is Xu Laoer's voice. At the same time, there was a tightness in the chest, and then there was a sudden loss of weight.

The pit viper monk spared no effort and struggled to climb the cliff in order to reduce his physical strength. He was lucky enough to slide down about half a mile, but found a steady footing. The golden knife fell on his head, and he received it. It was also at this time that he saw that, in the fog, the long black rope looked like a real poisonous snake, which chose people and devoured them, shooting down from a height.

Luo Qing's Jiuyang Fujian once again passed through the flame blade and accurately slashed out the tip of the long black rope that came from behind. The rope was hit, and the long rope shrank, threatening to pounce again. However, Luo Qing's Jiuyang Huo Jian forced a wave of anger and forced it back. However, Luo Qing's achievements are still not as good as each other. The same body trembled, feet shook, and skated for a while. When he stabilized, he was a little lower than the snake monk's position.

Xu Er also rushed down from the top of the cliff, reached out and took the long rope and flew back. Seeing that Luo Qing wanted to exert more force, he shouted in a low voice, "Let him stand back for a while!"

What the fuck are you... The Viper Monk opened his mouth to scold, but he soon saw Xu's second child muttering to himself, burning in a circle of pale flames, transitioning towards the long rope in his hand. The scolding in his throat and eyes swallowed "grunt", and the snake monk knew that Xu Erka was coming at this time and was about to exert his strength.

After all, he still knows the seriousness of the case. He knew better that he was hurt. If he offended Xu Er, he would really die in the valley. He snorted, stiffened, and took Luo Qing's sword. However, he no longer dared to let the unfinished golden sword fly up and hurt people. He just honestly blocked the only way to get there, blocking Luo Qing's way.

Suddenly, the positions of the three people were completely reversed. Luo Qing has changed from the commanding heights to a position where he must attack upward. But he is not afraid, the snake monk has been defeated by him without confidence, such a guy, don't worry. It was the second time that Xu seized the moment to shoot and carefully applied his power. He is better than the snake monk.

Just thinking about it, Xu Er shot again, and it was still the long rope that flew out, only this time, on top of its dark color, there was a very pale gray light. Xu's second child stood firmly on the ground with the seal in his hand. However, the long rope seems to be spiritual, flying in circles. This kind of attack was the first time Luo Qing had seen it.

The pit viper monk suddenly got up, distanced himself, and shouted, "What a sleepy soul rope, what a rotten soul fire!"

The long rope that flew looked like a python, hovering down, not jumping, but binding Luo Qing. Not to mention hearing the praise of the snake monk, but only seeing the long rope on that layer of gray light, Luo Qing didn't want to try it anymore, he took a long breath, and suddenly jumped into the side of the cloud.

No one knows the terrain around them better than Luo Qing. This is where he picks the agave. The cliff walls are covered with excavated rock cracks, and a foothold is absolutely indispensable. After two loans, his jump speed had reached its limit, and then the long rope behind him followed him, even faster. The tip of this long rope was already beyond his size, looping inward.

Luo Qing glanced at it quickly and saw the gray flames up close. Is this a putrid soul fire?

The gray flame burned violently, but it didn't feel any temperature, and the long black rope showed no signs of burning. However, a layer of black spots appeared on the surface of the cliff wall near the place where the long rope passed, not like fire, but like poison. There were countless distorted lines in the flames, but looking deeper, what lines were they? It was clear that countless images of translucent creatures roughly maintained their images of life, struggling and howling in the flames. Luo Qing couldn't hear the sound, but there were evil thoughts that shook him and made him smitso.

He didn't hesitate any longer. Before reaching the third foothold, he suddenly stepped on a cliff. Electricity no longer bounces off the cliff to the top, but away from the foothold and the cliff. He threw himself into the infinite clouds. As he moved, the long rope also shrank inward, making it look as if it was pushing him out.

Luo Qing's jump was too difficult. He was completely suspended. Beyond five zhang, he didn't need anything. The momentum will run out and he will inevitably fall.

"Very good!" the monk shouted happily, shaking his knife. Xu Er also laughed above, he controlled the trapped spirit line from the inside, and was occupied by such thoughts, and everything was under his control.

Contrary to the monk's applause, somewhere on the edge of the cliff, a scream suddenly sounded. The call caught the attention of the monk and Xu Er. They turned their heads to look at it. Through the clouds, they could vaguely see that direction. The cliff face has a protruding slope with a fuzzy figure on it.

It was Ye Tu who exclaimed. This kind of battle, unconsciously came to the vicinity of the slope, the young man raised his hands, but he was alert, closed all this kind of battle in his eyes, and had already seen the pause in breathing, and suddenly saw Uncle Yu being forced off the cliff, he was so shocked that he blurted out exclaimed, revealing traces.

The Viper Monk was closer than Xu's second child, and when he saw this, he was stunned. Then he sneered, "It's you." The boy's life is quite ......"

As he spoke, he also took a fancy to the spacious space on the steep slope and prepared to rob. However, at this moment, in the deep valley and in the clouds, a bright light suddenly appeared.

Luo Qing, who was about to be submerged by the clouds, raised his hand at this time. The symbol in the palm of his hand exploded, and the thick lilac thunder light, like a dragon, cracked clouds, just when he jumped halfway into the air, it buzzed, like a tree with many branches, sweeping half of the sky, the first one was located at the bottom of the trapped spirit line, and the gray light was not even held down for half the time, and it was annihilated by the thunder light.

Only now, rumbling thunder swept through the canyon, stirring the clouds and surging like the sea.

Wu Leifu!

The five types of thunder talismans used by Luo Qing are the general principles of all the thunder talismans in the Legend of the Heavenly Immortals. They are purely made of thunder and are filled with their own gas. They are connected to the yin and yang of heaven and earth. They are armed with the god of thunder, which can summon ghosts and gods, call wind and rain, and fight evil spirits. They are the nemesis of all evil spirits.

Previously, he had seen the so-called humus soul fire as an evil fire that grew out of hatred for souls and ghosts. The five thunderbolt symbols prepared in advance are just right. The moment the gray light went out, the long black rope fell into the valley like a dead snake. Still more than ten feet away, Hulch felt sad and groaned. He covered his chest and cursed, "Zheng De bald donkey, which eye do you think he is during the day?"

The Viper Monk wanted to answer, but after the roaring thunder swept out the long rope, he had already taken advantage of the situation and rushed forward. He was influenced by Ye Tu and Xu Er. He was distraught and not as responsive as before. He screamed as the thunderbolt exploded. He's really dead. At this moment, he was completely blackened and cracked. All he could do was protect his heart and pulse with pure true qi. Only then did he not die on the spot.

It's really not like the meaning of the Kaaba...

The thought crossed me. The cheers of the boys on the slope suddenly rang in my ears. For him, the cheers were clearly a strong, ominous sound.

As soon as he opened his eyes, they were almost blinded by the stab of thunder, and his eyes almost burst out. It was only in the rolling clouds that the "young generation of the day government" climbed into the clouds step by step like a ladder and came quietly. The fire intensified, forcing the monk to squint his eyes again, instinctively wanting to lift the blade, but which one could still lift it?

Luo Qing used a sword to knock off half of the head of the poisonous snake monk. No matter how boiling his brain was, his body did not stop in laughter, stepping on the clouds.

The white smoke crane's feathers fluttered and fluttered, and the clouds on the soles of their feet were as fast as the wind.

The words described by the predecessors are very appropriate at this time. This is the third sign that Luo Qing has prepared: the sign of sacred deeds!

Just a few days ago, Luo Qing and Shen Xing Fu discovered Fu Ling's possession on the way, such as raw wings, such as supporting clouds and qi, and the short-term effect of tiptoeing in the air. This is best suited for use in ancient ink.

After losing two companions in a row, Xu's second child was already scared. While he still has the advantage of the terrain, the most effective "trapped spirit rope" on his body has been destroyed. If the war continues, it will be very dangerous. He jumped up and ran away.

The facts tell him that this is the stupidest choice!

Luo Qing brandished his sword to attract the other party's attention. It was supposed to be a show of stamina, but when he did, he found that the sword felt good. Everything is natural, like a goshawk competing with a rabbit and a hungry tiger for food, exactly following the instinct of natural creatures to kill their prey, dragged by an invisible hand to tear the void apart.

At this moment, the top door was very hot, and the "light flame", which had not reacted for a long time, caught fire. This time, it was under the top door, in the palace of the brain, where a potential that would not come out was stored, and the light was greatly illuminated. He only felt that the light of the "lamp flame" was inside and outside the body, making the body transparent. At this time, the Fujian in his hand seemed to be lightly touched by invisible fingers, buzzing and trembling. At the same time, this vibration filled his body with vitality and deepened his mind.

He didn't know which side vibrated first, but he could clearly understand that the frequency of this vibration was infinitely close to his mental state, beyond the physical coma. It wasn't until later that the vibrations of all parties were so harmonious that he couldn't even tell which was Fujian, which was Yuanqi, and which was the soul of the soul. Everything is on the track of "stunning".

It's a complicated story, but it's just a matter of moment when you wield your sword.

In the sky, a red thread as thin as a hair stretched out, looking like lightning in the void. In front of it, the distance of 3 to 5 zhang is not a problem at all. The bleeding light suddenly appeared. The fleeing Xuerhi was split in half. In the clouds of the canyon, he smeared a dazzling layer of red.