Boom!

A surging explosion ripple, exploding above the self-clearing and fist... Swept by, the flames dissolved the blades in an instant.

Dongxian was completely unexpected... The other party, a big ghost Dao leader, would have such a radical side.

He didn't even have time to dodge, and he was slammed into the depths of the passage by Qinghe's punch.

The blood that spurted out of his mouth couldn't even fall on Qinghe's body... It evaporated the moment it appeared.

Ding Ding Ding...

Dong Xian, who endured the pain, quickly swung the blade in his hand and intercepted Qinghe's punch after punch.

It's not the same as Kenpachi who slashes me, and I'll cut you too, and enjoy the pain... Dong Xian's defense was more meticulous, and the organization's spiritual pressure defense also avoided itself from being burned by the secondary flames.

"Seventy-nine of the Bound Path, Nine Yao Bound."

It's not Qinghe, it's Dongxian who wants to... He needed to distance himself from this madman for a moment and end the fight with a swastika.

If this continues... It was clearly him who lost in the end.

"Banmen get an axe."

Qinghe waved his hand to counteract Dongxian Yao's instantaneous ghost path, and did not forget to hammer him into the ground with a punch.

"Burst Flame!"

This was followed by a powerful explosion of punches... Qinghe didn't even care if he was affected.

What he wants to do now is to smash this rotten man... What kind of hell justice, what necessary sacrifice, it's really infuriating.

Thundered!

In this violent explosion, the black cloak on Dongxian's body completely burned out... But he still left a deep wound on Qinghe's body and fled from the spot.

"Swastika..."

Boom!

Without giving Dongxian a chance to gather any strength, Qinghe blasted him away again.

"I don't care what you've been through to make you think that justice is what it should be... But you're killing my men, bastard! ”

Dongxian, who was scorched with most of his body, ran into the distance without looking back... The spiritual power in his body began to condense again.

Qinghe once again caught up with Dongxian to... Thrash again.

This guy is inferior to him in spiritual pressure, inferior in strength, inferior to him in ghost path, and even worse than him in mobility, so he naturally has to be pressed and beaten.

Dongxian, who was beaten away again, also had a wide range of scorched black on his body... But not only was he not depressed, he was still calm and terrible.

Qinghe, who chased after him, didn't realize it... He was too far away from the light source.

Now the flame on his body is the only source of light.

Buzzing... The invisible spiritual power fluctuations dispersed, and his eyes suddenly fell into pitch black.

Bite!

But Qinghe didn't rush because of this, but instead made a counterattack according to his perception.

Dongxian wanted to calmly swing his sword again, and the invisible fluctuations spread out again... The sense of spiritual pressure is also lost.

Qinghe's close pursuit made him give up his intention to completely dissolve... Instead, this power is separated, and the senses of purity are deprived step by step.

"Is this the end of it... It's a pity."

Qinghe waved his hand and laid down the mirror door... Click, Dongxian's second slash came without an accident.

The invisible fluctuations disperse again... In places that Qinghe could not see or perceive, oval-shaped black spheres began to form.

The spiritual power control that Dongxian wants is not inferior to Qinghe at all... This is the most basic guarantee for his survival.

"Quan Qinghe, how many times can you defend against my attacks?"

Dongxian's voice floated in, and then Qinghe discovered... I lost my hearing.

"Although you and I have no grudges and no hatred, for the sake of peace... I must get rid of you. ”

"What my eyes see is always the path that sacrifices the least."

"Clearing, Clearing Worm Final Formula, Enma Cricket."

At this point, Dongxian's swastika is completely completed... The sense of hearing, sight, smell, and spiritual pressure perception is completely lost, leaving only the sense of touch.

Click... The white spiritual power containing the power of the ghost path slashed at the mirror door, shattering it.

Before Dong Xian could stab Shangqinghe's body with the knife, his spiritual power fluctuated without warning... Like a volcanic eruption, it gushes out.

The voice that followed, he heard it clearly: Ninety-nine of the broken path, the five dragons turned to perish.

There weren't really five dragons, but only one crumbling dragon that surrounded his body and even held him up.

Roar!

The majestic dragon's body turned red, and boundless flames erupted from its maw.

The Eastern Immortals, who erupted together with the spiritual pressure, wanted to stabilize the invasion of the flames on the enchantment.

Then he sensed the spiritual pressure on the dragon again... Cyan, the wind swept through everything with a roar.

Under the wind and fire, his swastika ... And so it fell apart.

The dragon's color changes again... Blue, thunder and lightning.

After recovering the purity of the four senses, he saw that Dongxian would not flee if he wanted to.

"I'm afraid you haven't heard of it... What is called electric flint. ”

Whew... The thunder dragon that surrounded Qinghe turned into a flash of blue light and disappeared in the next moment.

After reappearing, it passed through Dongxian Yao's body.

Poof... The sensation of paralysis invaded the whole body, and even the heart paused a few beats under this stimulus.

The East Immortal who raised his head wanted to even if he couldn't see the dragon... I can also feel it, this time it's water.

The dragon turned blue and white, but stopped its last attack... The two huge dragon eyes stared at Dong Xianyao, who was temporarily incapacitated.

Swish!

Qinghe who appeared later didn't do anything... He couldn't understand why this person could casually put the word "justice" on his lips all day long.

"You have said that he who is not afraid of the sword he wields is not qualified to bear the sword... But I didn't hear a hint of fear of power in your words. ”

Facing Qinghe, who condescendingly asked about himself as a victor, Dongxian smiled disdainfully: "What do you know... The way I am walking is righteousness! I am the Righteousness! ”

"I don't understand, but why can you conclude... Are all the sins of others greater than yours? I don't know what gives you such an illusion that makes you so convinced... Your righteousness is really righteousness, not evil. ”

Poof... Kiyowa raised the knife and left arm.

In the face of such pain, Dongxian just frowned... How strong is this man's mind, and why?

"Isn't it evil that you torture and kill me now?"

"All men are sinful, and I myself am no exception... Those people, when the monsters you let out were divided into pieces, they cried and shouted in embarrassment, right? Looking at you, although it is impossible to be so fragile, some things are done. ”

Qinghe raised his hand again... Arm.

Then, every time he raised his hand, he could feel that his heart was a little darker... But he did it steadfastly.

Blood for blood, tooth for tooth... This is the decision that Kiyowa made when he saw "hell".

If you are weak, you will be bullied at will... That's why he cultivated like a madman, just to avoid being treated like this cruelly one day.

"I didn't expect... I will die at the hands of people like you. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm such a person... Next, you'll die in blood. As you pick this place, no one will find out. ”

Holding the slashing knife, Qinghe let the blood on it slip down... Quietly looked at Dongxian who was waiting for death.

He didn't believe that anyone would face death... You can keep the calm forever.

As soon as he collapses, Seiwa will make up for the final blow... It's cruel.

But what he did was the same as what Dongxian wanted to do before... It's just a recreation of the scene.