Everyone looked forward to it, Qiu Manyu's blow was definitely very powerful.

Desperate people, under the effect of potential, exert a terrifying aura that is surprising.

At this moment, Qiu Manyu is definitely like a bomb, whoever touches it explodes, and the few people watching the battle, none of them are weak, but they all feel an inexplicable chill.

Qiu Manyu is already very strong, and being able to abolish Zuo Ci with one enemy and two firsts is enough to explain all the problems.

In comparison, Qiu Qianyu, who competes with Mao Zhao for swords, is also not bad, and even his kendo cultivation is not comparable to ordinary people, but compared to Mao Zhao, who has deep internal strength, Qiu Qianyu is still a step worse after all.

And Qiu Manyu is different, so far, except for the use of a part of the True Source Corpse Qi, there is not much damage, at best, it is a little flesh and skin injury in the process of clapping with Yu Ji, for a master of Qiu Manyu's level, as long as he is not injured by the foundation of the attack, he can basically have the power to fight again.

And Qiu Qianyu has been abolished from holding the sword, and the three sword veins connecting the sword and the body have all been cut off, and Mao Zhao's last sword is not ruthless enough.

The hand of the perennial sword, but any sword that produces sword intent, will derive the sword vein from the human body, the number is different, naturally the more the more, the role of the sword vein is to link the human body, as a channel, the two sides nourish each other, circulate each other's internal strength, whether it is in the process of cultivation or against the enemy, it can have a huge benign effect.

The sword vein is the foundation of every kendo master's lifelong cultivation, and if a swordsman can't produce a sword vein, he is basically a three-legged cat practicing indiscriminately, and there is not much interest.

And a kendo master. If you lose your sword vein. It's also basically scrapped. It takes a long time for the generation of the sword vein and the resonance of the sword link, at least two or three years, and more than ten or twenty years, this process is too long. Therefore, he is dead and desperate, Qiu Qianyu is different, he is very persistent with the sword, and he is also very talented, he almost broke in the hands of the wild solitary son, but he was able to comprehend it, not breaking or standing, and more than forty years of time opened up two sword veins in one fell swoop, compared with the first-class swordsmen of the same era, it is undoubtedly a lot faster. This is also Qiu Qianyu's proudest thing, and now the three sword veins have been cut off. couldn't even hold the sword, and the heaviness of Qiu Qianyu's injuries could be imagined.

Mao Zhao is indeed ruthless enough, as a person who has been practicing swords since childhood, he knows better than anyone the importance of the sword vein to a person who loves swords, who said that the cultivator has no murderous intentions, Mao Zhao's sword goes down, even if Qiu Qianyu is not dead, it is basically abolished, is the martial artist who has been abolished still a martial artist? In the same way, the swordsman who has been abolished from the sword vein, especially at Qiu Qianyu's current age, if there is no accident, it is basically finalized, the sword vein is beheaded, and with the wounds all over his body, Qiu Qianyu is basically almost like death.

Violently flew Mao Zhaozhen out of the air, Qiu Manyu roared angrily, the murderous intent in his eyes did not dissipate, but became more intense, his short body fell to the ground, and bounced up again, a pair of fists, exuding a faint green corpse aura, smashed down towards Mao Zhao.

"Give me death."

Qiu Manyu roared almost madly, his blood-colored suit fluttered, and he had to open his eyes angrily, in order to kill Mao Zhao, he once again carried Yu Ji's sword on his back.

Yu Ji and Ge Xuan, who were one step slower behind them, watched their old friends flying out of the air by Qiu Manyu and didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and they were suddenly furious, Yu Ji took out his sword, his swordsmanship was slightly weaker than Mao Zhao, but it was not worse than Qiu Qianyu, and the peach wood sword was pulled by his qi machine, and it broke through the air again and again and attacked Qiu Manyu.

Two pops sounded in a row, and the peachwood sword provoked two blood mist, Qiu Manyu's thick shoulders suddenly broke through two openings, but his body did not move at all, carrying the cold killing machine, regardless of the attack.

Yu Ji and Ge Xuan's faces were ugly, in the face of this kind of madman who didn't care about life and death, their current situation was like gnawing stones, if they didn't gnaw, they would have to lose a few teeth, in this situation, how could Yu Ji and Ge Xuan see where they could see with a good face.

"Stop him."

Yu Ji and Ge Xuan glanced at each other, and they saw the anxious look in each other's eyes, Mao Zhao was lying in a pool of blood without knowing whether he was alive or dead, if he was chased by Qiu Manyu first, I am afraid that he could be kicked to death with any kick.

Among the two, Ge Xuan's state is relatively good, even if he consumed some physical strength and internal strength with one enemy and three fights before, it is not a big problem, and the gentleman's fighting method naturally does not have much desperate momentum.

At the moment, Yu Ji consumed a lot of money in the battle with Qiu Manyu, only Ge Xuan's energy was still very abundant, so Ge Xuan took the lead, his body swept up like smoke, and when he fell together, he had already forced Qiu Manyu's back.

"Where to go."

Ge Xuan shouted angrily, his wide sleeves rolled, and a cold wind swept away first.

Qiu Manyu was unconscious, only Mao Zhao was in his eyes, and the distance between the two of them was only one step away from Mao Zhao.

With a soft sound, the wind in Ge Xuan's sleeve suddenly slapped Qiu Manyu's back, Qiu Manyu's short body forcibly stumbled down Ge Xuan's move, and his body stumbled and almost fell on his heels, but he gritted his teeth, didn't look back, and took the last step with a bang.

Ge Xuan's brows tightened, he was eating the other party's splashed rain behind Qiu Manyu's ass, Yu Ji was one step slower, except for the peachwood sword coming out of the sheath, his body came a few steps away, and Qiu Manyu had already taken that step, Qiu Manyu, who was determined to kill Mao Zhao, had already carried down several attacks from Ge Xuan and Yu Ji without resisting.

If it is an ordinary person, Mo said that he put down a few attacks from Yu Ji and Ge Xuan, but he was afraid that Ge Xuan's one move in his sleeve was enough to smash people's bones, and Qiu Manyu had already eaten Yu Ji's two peachwood swords, Ge Xuan's move in his sleeve, and the three cold attacks all hit Qiu Manyu in a real way, but he didn't see a trace of wrinkles on his brows, this crazy man seemed to have forgotten the pain in order to kill Mao Zhao.

"Die."

Qiu Manyu's face finally changed a little, his mouth was wide open, he wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, but his eyes were left with bloody tears.

With a bang, Ge Xuan and Yu Ji's faces changed drastically, and they happened to see Qiu Manyu's two sandy and green fists smashing down towards Mao Zhao's head, the speed was staggering.

Yu Ji's face was very ugly, he drank lightly, spit out a cloud of blood mist in his mouth, his eyes flashed with earthy yellow light, and the peach wood sword disappeared into the sky in an instant.

In the next second, the peachwood sword that emitted an earthy yellow light had already appeared above Qiu Manyu's head, and the tip of the sword fell, and the speed was also extremely fast.

And what about Ge Xuan?

He has no weapons, but his body is the best weapon.

The slightly thin body suddenly floated up, rolled up the raindrops falling from the sky, and the placket of his clothes hissed, shooting towards Qiu Manyu like an arrow.

"It's late."

Ye Guzi, who was standing in front of Xiao Dou Sprouts, shook his head, with his eyesight, he naturally saw at a glance that the speed of Ji and Ge Xuan was still too slow, and Qiu Manyu, who had brought his potential and madness to the extreme, was far higher than the two of them in all aspects, if the two of them could work together to push out one person to stop Qiu Manyu, maybe there would be a chance, and now, Qiu Manyu's two punches have been smashed, if nothing else, Mao Zhao will definitely die.

On the other side, Yuan Shang also sighed, glanced at Pang Tong, and said softly: "If that person had made a move earlier, Qiu Manyu would definitely die." ”

When Pang Tong heard this, he shook his head and said, "It's a pity that there is no if." ”

Yuan Shang smiled but did not speak, his eyes stared ahead, Qiu Manyu had already fallen.

There was a terrible loud noise, and the eardrums of everyone who were fighting more than ten meters away shook slightly, and Qiu Manyu's fists fell fiercely, like a watermelon being smashed by a fist, Mao Zhao's head bloomed instantly, and his brains splattered, and from a distance, they were all unusually clear.

was dropped by Qiu Manyu's punch, and Mao Zhao's head was immediately blurred with flesh and blood, and it was extremely miserable.

Qiu Manyu was like venting, and another punch fell, this punch completely hit Mao Zhao's head into the floor, the floor cracked, and a loud sound came from the floor.

The ground instantly cracked one after another, Mao Zhao's head was deeply immersed in it, and just as Qiu Manyu was about to throw the third punch, a peachwood sword and Ge Xuan's body had already attacked. (To be continued......)