Mo Zhiming's eyes are very vicious.

The so-called thing must be the opposite, the Laoshan brothers are too abusing the blood and corpse qi in the body, the two brothers are indeed very strong, if they are ordinary martial artists, they are really a little unable to resist, but the Mao Zhao Yu Ji Zuoci in front of him are not ordinary martial artists, and even these three people are a little different from the normal martial artists.

Cultivators, cultivating nature and the way of heaven, in the eternal years, this group of people endured loneliness, often for a moment of comprehension can sit for years or decades, so this kind of people, compared to ordinary martial artists, is more difficult, especially Yu Ji Zuo Ci Mao Zhao and others The vast and majestic internal strength of the sea is definitely not comparable to ordinary people, and the Laoshan brothers have made big moves one after another, and they don't see the three Taoists immediately prostration, this point, Zuo Ci is slightly stronger than Yu Ji Maozhao, maybe Zuo Ci will be slightly weaker in terms of killing moves, But he is like an auxiliary profession in the game, with strong internal strength, which can support long-term fierce battles, but it is mostly defensive skills, and there are not many killing moves, Danding Sect has always taken alchemy and enlightenment as the core, and the emphasis on martial arts is not as good as Maoshan Sect and Taiping Dao.

Qiu Manyu was worried that after stumbling with Yu Ji, he was picked up by Zuo Ci, who was in a slightly better state, so he fought to abolish Zuo Ci first after being hit hard, his strategy was implemented very successfully, and Zuo Ci's current state could not be forced again.

His face was as pale as paper, Zuo Ci covered his chest, the pain was unbearable, the sweat on his forehead rolled down, Qiu Manyu's palms, and the corpse of the green mang quietly poured into it when he hit each other with his palms, and it filled his heart in an instant, Zuo Ci didn't dare to have a trace of slackness, taking advantage of the moment when Yu Ji took out his sword. From the gourd hanging from his waist, he poured out two golden pills. Hurriedly take it. Just standing in the rain, two green smoke slowly flowing out of his nostrils, Zuo Ci's face was a little better.

"Ten years of hard work have been in vain,."

Zuo Ci wanted to cry without tears, these two golden pills were not made of ordinary medicinal materials, Zuo Ci searched all over the 100,000 mountains, and only then did he collect two rare herbs, and he had only refined five of them after nearly ten years of retreat. Two were left in the sect, and the remaining one was taken by the most talented juniors of the sect, Zuo Ci worked hard for ten years, and the two pieces he carried on his waist were of great use, but now for his old life, he didn't even feel the taste, so he swallowed it completely, the effect really made him very satisfied, the suffocation of the heart was much better, and the corpse qi was indeed gradually dissipating. Even his injuries have improved a bit, just. Thinking about ten years of hard work just like this, Zuo Ci's heart is not only flesh pain, but also flesh pain.

He had the heart to snatch up and find a brick to fight with Qiu Manyu, but he didn't dare to move, if he dared to pull the qi machine even slightly, the two golden pills taken in front of him would definitely fall short, Qiu Manyu was really vicious, in order to abolish Zuo Ci first, not only did he fight hard with Zuo Ci, but also drew out a wisp of corpse poison from his body, that wisp of corpse poison is the foundation of Qiu Manyu's cultivation, for Qiu Manyu, it may be a tonic, but for many outsiders, it is a great disaster, especially the cultivator Zuo Ci, The internal strength in the body is a vast and bright road, blending with the corpse poison, the internal strength in the body instantly seems to be boiling, and the surging internal energy instantly boils up and flows in his body, Zuo Ci has no choice but to sink his mind into the body to expel the wisp of corpse poison.

In order to fight hard, he was sure that Zuo Ci could not take the opportunity to make a move again, Qiu Manyu smiled fiercely, at this moment, he was in even worse condition, and he was so seriously injured for the first time in more than 40 years, compared to the time when he was hit hard by Ye Guzi, it was a few points heavier, and even the corpse poison that he had worked so hard to loot was forced out of his body, and after this battle, Qiu Manyu's vitality was seriously injured.

Because of this, Qiu Manyu became more and more fierce.

Since they have paid so much price, naturally they can't get back any interest, the Laoshan brothers have debuted for so many years, the number of misses is unusually small, three old ways, any one is a tricky goods, today their brothers are two against three, if they win, tomorrow the rivers and lakes will be widely spread, they have been silent for too long, the rivers and lakes have not had their rumors for decades, as long as the three Taoist sects are killed, the name of the Laoshan brothers will once again enter the eyes of the world, lonely and silent for decades, Qiu Manyu is tired of this kind of hidden days, including Qiu Qianyu.

Mao Zhao is an extremely strong opponent, his swordsmanship has reached the point of perfection, the talisman in his eyes is flickering, and the trace of the bronze sword is almost uncatchable to the naked eye.

Fast, too fast.

Qiu Qianyu's sword is fast enough, but anyone who can swing the sword as fast as possible has the same eyesight, and it is naturally not a problem to capture the shadow of the sword.

And at this moment, Qiu Qianyu had to admit that in his eyes, his perception, had lost the lock on the bronze sword.

Mao Zhao's face became more and more pale with the flickering frequency of the talisman, and the green glow was permeated, in stark contrast to the sea of blood on Qiu Qianyu's head.

Mao Zhao's body didn't move.

The same is true for Qiu Qianyu.

In this battle between the two, their bodies rarely moved.

Overhead, like a stormy wave, the sea of blood and green light flickered, and began to move forward.

Two different air currents, like two hungry wolves, suddenly met and instantly tore and bited.

Qiu Qianyu's eyes closed, trying to catch the traces of the bronze sword, a trace of indescribable perception kept spreading, with Qiu Qianyu's cultivation today, within ten meters, any wind and grass, wanting to escape his perception, unless someone who is several times stronger than him, otherwise even the sound of a hair falling to the ground will not escape his tracking.

The bronze sword must still be there, there's no doubt about that.

The talisman in Mao Zhao's eyes was a mysterious purple color, and the talisman sword that was born from the ancient classics of the Maoshan Sect with the Xuan talisman shuttled in his mind.

His eyes were staring at the sea of blood on Qiu Qianyu's head.

Ninety-nine eighty-one sword qi shuttled, but he ignored it.

With a natural intuition, Mao Zhao sensed a trace of sword qi in the sea of blood, even if it was a flash of sword qi, even if he lost his perception in an instant, but Mao Zhao was very confident, his perception would not be wrong, people who held swords all their lives would always have some characteristics that were different from ordinary people, and he believed that with his more than sixty years of experience in holding swords, anything related to swords would not be wrong in his perception.

Therefore, his eyes directly skimmed over the ninety-nine eighty-one sword shadows that looked quite powerful, and stared straight at the sea of blood.

"Did you find it?" Qiu Qianyu opened his eyes suddenly, murmuring in his heart, and the blood-red light flashed in his eyes.

"Like, I found out too." A sneer tugged at the corner of Qiu Qianyu's mouth.

"Up." The two shouted angrily, Qiu Qianyu and Mao Zhao turned their index fingers and middle fingers into swords at the same time, and suddenly pointed at each other, and the surging sword qi suddenly filled the sky all day long.

With a bang, the sky above Qiu Qianyu and Mao Zhao's heads suddenly darkened, and the green mangs and blood instantly bit and rolled, like two dragons unwilling to fail, opening their bloody mouths, devouring and tearing, colliding with each other with a loud bang, and the two figures instantly flew upside down two or three meters away, and all this was not over.

Both sides of the desperate side held their bodies that were about to fall, Mao Zhao suddenly pointed at the Tianling cover from the depths, and a purple light turned into a sword shadow and sprayed out, merging into the slightly purple sword shadow above, the bronze sword instantly showed its original form, and the sword body completely turned purple, except for the sword blade and a trace of green light, the purple bronze sword made Qiu Qianyu's pupils shrink.

"Fight~"

Qiu Qianyu gritted his teeth, grasped his fist in his hand, and slapped his chest suddenly, blood splattered, and a thick wisp of blood mist spewed out.

The blood mist also blended into a sea of blood in the sky, the color of blood rose instantly, and the transparent and clear rain instantly turned into a blood-like red, and the ground fell to the ground, instantly dissolved, and it was really terrifying to look at it from a distance.

That wisp of blood mist is not simple, it is the same as Qiu Manyu's corpse poison, it is the foundation of Qiu Qianyu's cultivation of the blood sea, called essence blood, Qiu Qianyu's sword really killed a trace of essence blood refined by 20,000 people, integrated into his body, and kept growing to support his blood sea, don't look at this wisp of blood mist is not much, in fact, half of Qiu Qianyu's vitality has been extracted, after this battle, no matter who it is, it will be greatly injured, Mao Zhao is the same, Zuo Ci Yu Ji Qiu Manyu is the same. (To be continued......)