This is the second time that Su Qinghuang has faced an opponent who has surpassed his own big realm, the fat man a few days ago, although the killing intent is even worse, but he is good at assassination, and he fights head-to-head, and his strength is somewhat restricted. But now, Mo said that the martial art called the Godhead Mask is a characteristic that cannot be killed and exhausted, and it is also extremely tricky.

Let Cao Kaiquan take care of the rest of the people in the rear, and Su Qinghuang was alone, facing the mountain ghosts.

The wind was bleak, swaying the fallen leaves in mid-air, and it seemed that in the air between the two, there were circles of ripples.

The mountain ghost has partially recovered from the previous injury, and the two are not comparable to the heyday, but under the fanatical blessing of the godhead mask, as long as the heart thinks, no matter how serious the physical injury is, it can be ignored by itself, plus the recovery power of the leyline, in terms of physical strength, the mountain ghost undoubtedly has the upper hand.

There was a slight wind and dust, Su Qinghuang squinted slightly, the mountain ghost had already swept in front of him first, his body was slightly sideways, the spear in his hand was turned horizontally, and the cold light at the tip of the spear was pressing, worthy of being incarnated as Yue Wumu, the mighty spirit in his chest was Lingxiao Han, and Qingping under his waist was used as a bullfight, that is, between life and death, he had to praise it, this guy really performed the essence of Yue Wumu for seven points.

The tip of the spear was already above, and it smashed down hard at Su Qinghuang, which could be called a force. If Su Qinghuang thinks about retreating, then the changes contained in the gun will firmly seal all his retreats, he can take one step or two steps back, but he can't take four or five steps back, what awaits him is a mortal situation.

So Su Qinghuang didn't dodge, the knife edge in his hand was horizontal, and he directly faced the tip of the gun, all along, what Su Qinghuang lacked the most was a real positive life-and-death situation. In order to gain time, he forcibly used the life-saving trick given to him by the black snake, which was the secret method of the dragon's vein, and it was exclusive to the snake python dragon. Ordinary people are lucky enough to get the dragon scale stone, but it is only for nourishing the bloodline, unless there are really children of the immortal family, the ancestors use great magical powers to extract the dragon qi and use it, in order to use similar tricks. Even among the immortals, it is extremely rare.

The blood of the reverse scales on the three dragon scale stones, Su Qinghuang could not have used it originally, even if there was an unfathomable super system, it only sealed that mass, and the slightest trace of it leaked out casually had made Su Qinghuang almost reborn that day, and the tenacity of the muscles and meridians in his body caught up with the talents who had been practicing for more than ten years. If the cloud lapis stone is to give him a foundation that can barely practice, then the dragon scale stone is to shape the quality of this foundation into the middle and highest, in the years to come, this kind of gradual accumulation of tempering, but also will slowly shape his foundation into the best, even top, not inferior to the thousand-year-old family heritage on the cloud. Thick accumulation and thin hair, only after reaching the Qi Yuan realm will he have the strength to truly surpass the cultivation.

Now that he has "turned into a dragon", the time is only enough to comprehend a little skin, and it is the limit to be able to draw a trace from it, but that level is obviously not enough to win the one in front of him. Therefore, Su Qinghuang was bold, and added another trace to that thread.

He believed that with his body at this time, he could withstand this shot.

Above the clearing, a piercing sound of swords and guns suddenly sounded.

Su Qinghuang took a deep breath, there was an obvious feeling of soreness and numbness on his arm, and his chest was also poor because of the finger of the mountain ghost before, and the wound the thickness of his finger hidden behind the cloth shirt was dripping blood.

The blow was missable, the mountain ghost did not give him a chance to breathe, the tip of the gun circled, sweeping up the ground and the unknown number of fallen leaves, until Su Qinghuang saw clearly, these fallen leaves had enveloped his whole person like arrows, and attacked him head-on.

Su Qinghuang waved the long knife in his hand, and the aura in the meridians was desperately urging, barely scattering all these flying leaves. Flying leaves and defloration, a delicate leaf, can not only leave a small wound on Su Qinghuang's face, but also embed it in the forest for more than an inch.

The spear hidden behind it came in an instant, and the strong wind that engulfed it stirred the surrounding air into a whirlpool, and the green tip of the spear was the center of the whirlpool.

The wind was cold on the mountain at night, and Su Qinghuang, whose hair was messy from the wind, felt the fierce murderous aura in it, and felt that his body was a little colder, and then lowered his head, and the tip of the gun was already five inches from his heart.

Quenching the realm of the body, cultivating the external muscles and bones, but the internal organs are still fragile, especially the heart is the head of the organs, the internal organs, the meridians, the qi and blood, the seven orifices of the outside, the world can be observed, the heart is clear, if you are stabbed by this shot, the strength penetrates the body, not to mention the immediate death, the body is always inevitably injured and half a life is lost.

Feeling the great crisis in this shot, Su Qinghuang's face was solemn, his mind turned sharply, the knife light lit up, from the bottom up, he used all his strength, and hit the junction of the tip of the gun and the body of the gun. This was a slight flaw that could only be seen when the star's eyes were golden and brilliant to the extreme, but where the tip of the spear was offset, a long blood mark was rubbed on his shoulder.

Su Qinghuang had already burst into flames at this time, and the pain in his shoulders not only did not affect his movements, but the irritable and hot feeling in the meridians impacted Su Qinghuang's body and mind again and again, and even the flow of qi in his body was greatly affected without realizing it, with a bloodthirsty aura that killed red eyes, if it weren't for the spiritual power inside to guard his mind at the critical moment, so that he could roughly stay awake, I am afraid that he would have been dominated by instinct by now.

The aura on the body is agitated, if there are people who don't know here, they will never believe this kind of momentum, it is just a line of quenching body five realms can be emitted, look at its energy wanton, a faint golden light is full of body, it is clearly the appearance of the qi yuan realm.

Yes, after forcibly using the dragon, Su Qinghuang's cultivation skyrocketed, but the price was that the trace of the green dragon breath was too domineering and wild, which would subtly affect people's hearts.

"It can't be delayed any longer. Su Qinghuang gasped, his eyes were golden, and he forcibly suppressed the urge to tear the mountain ghost in front of him alive, feeling the surging power in the meridians, his feet were staggered, and he stood in front of the mountain ghost in front of the wind, and his slightly emaciated body was imprinted in the eyes of everyone behind him, but it was like a giant with the blue sky above his head and his feet on the earth.

He stood there, separating the mountain ghost from the people behind him, blocking its awe-inspiring murderous aura and covering all the wind and rain.

Su Qinghuang's right hand was slowly raised, it was a clear and not slow, but extremely slow action in the eyes of everyone, this sense of contradiction broke everyone's visual experience.

Obviously, he only had an ordinary long knife in the army in his hand, which weighed no more than a few catties, but at this moment, it seemed as if his right hand was wielding a 10,000-pound hammer with all his strength.

Cao Kaiquan swallowed nervously, he seemed to hear the thin figure, and there was a sound of bones dislocation.

At the same time, a little starlight shone brightly, enveloping the entire long knife, far brighter than the previous starfall. A surging energy that not only made the mountain ghosts, but also made Cao Xue behind him frightened, centered on the position where Su Qinghuang was standing, erupted violently, the mountain wind howled, and the clothes that blew hunting sounded, and everyone couldn't open their eyes.

Su Qinghuang endured a strong feeling of pain, almost squeezed it from between his teeth, and roared out word by word

"Everyone behind him. ”

The starlight finally spread to the tip of the knife at the very top, and the man holding it not only turned pale, but even the exposed skin was pale from the exhaustion, and it was particularly sickly. Only a pair of eyes, not as golden as they were just now, began to return to pitch black like the color of the abyss.

"Please help me. ”

On Su Qinghuang's black hair, silver threads began to appear, but he didn't care at all, all his mind was controlling the energy on the long knife, not letting it rush out of control until it reached the peak realm.

"What kind of martial art is this, even if the Quenching Body Realm can use a martial art, it will never have such great power. Xue Changyi's face was shocked, with the same white face, he really couldn't respond to the situation, even if he was separated by a distance of dozens of meters, he could feel the great killing power hidden in it, if it was him facing it head-on, he Xue Changyi dared to say that he couldn't even have bones left.

With a bang, the mud under Su Qinghuang's feet couldn't withstand such an impact, and directly cracked open a gap, and the mountain ghost finally made a move, the spear in his hand was like a Jiao crossing the river, showing an emerald green phantom, and the distance of one hundred and ten meters was just a few breaths for it.

"One hand. Su Qinghuang's roar was caught in the wind and clearly reached everyone's ears.

The next moment, the long knife full of starlight was slashed out, if it was said that when Su Qinghuang raised the knife, it gave people a sense of extreme slowness, then at this time, the knife was extremely fast, it was a torrent catharsis, and the visual impact brought to people was extremely strong.

A knife slashed at the tip of the mountain ghost's spear, this time there was no crisp metal knocking sound, but a muffled thunderous sound, and it was like a vibration from the deepest part of the earth, when the ordinary material can no longer be ordinary long knife cut out, every sober person, there is an unforgettable throbbing in the deepest part of their hearts, as if even the aftermath can make them lose their minds.

An unbelievable scene appeared, the Yue family gun, which had been indestructible and had beaten several people in embarrassment, was actually broken by a long knife from the connection of the tip of the gun. This is naturally not because Su Qinghuang's strength is greater, of course, this blow, his strength is indeed greater, in fact, it is the addition of the aura in his body and a trace of breath that he induces, in terms of quality, it is far stronger than the Qi of the mountain ghost, and at the moment of contact, the Qi of the plants and trees in his body is completely suppressed and dissolved. Fire can burn the prairie fire, and the yang of spiritual power does not stop at fire.

This is a great opportunity, Su Qinghuang slammed on the ground, and the whole person quickly jumped into the air, bringing up the dense starry sky on the knife, the starlight was shining, boundless, and magnificent.

"Goodbye. Su Qinghuang said secretly in his heart, the sword intent in his hand surged, and he drew an arc in mid-air, just like a half-quarter moonset, and the blade was about to slash on the top of the mountain ghost's head, but he gave up the gun in his hand, and the mountain ghost took a step faster, his fingertips were full of killing intent, and it was his eyebrows that were aimed at. Neither of them can have the intention of retreating, only the move is exhausted, and when it is about to be ended, a feather arrow suddenly shoots out from behind, with a whistling sound, straight to the mountain ghost's forearm, and the mountain ghost moves for a moment, and is slow.

Taking advantage of the inadmissible moment, Su Qinghuang finally took the lead, and the whole person of the mountain ghost was cut in almost half, and there was no blood splashed as imagined, but a burst of white light that was so strong that Su Qinghuang couldn't bear it at all, and then the whole person lost consciousness almost instantly, and only remembered that before closing his eyes, there was a "hit, Lao Tzu fucking hit." Listen to the voice, like He Yang.