Qiu Leng laughed wildly.

"Tie Wenhou, take your life!" Qiu Leng draws his sword with his backhand!

Heaven and earth suddenly changed color!

Wind and moon reincarnation!

His sword had begun to spin in his hand, and the surrounding qi waves had begun to churn in his palm, forming a tornado! In the end, it turned into a storm!

Before such a sword could be stabbed, it had already sent people into the eighteenth layer of hell.

It was as if all the anger around him had been conquered by this sword and sent to hell, and wherever his sword went, there was only death! Only perish!

Destroy!

Tie Wenhou's pupils contracted, he couldn't have imagined that after Qiu Leng was reborn, he could actually use such a powerful sword technique!

There is no wind and no moon, and they all seem to return to hell with the sword momentum. Some are just swords in Qiu Leng's hands!

Dongfang's frivolous eyes were full of disbelief, and his expression was extremely serious. At the same time, he shouted loudly: "Hand Syncope Yin Pericardial Sutra!" The wind suddenly raged around, and Dongfang frantically clasped his hands into fists and opened them at the same time! Tables, chairs and benches flew out horizontally, which shows how profound the skill of Oriental frivolity is!

“**！” Dongfang was frantic and let out a terrible scream again, and the cry was terrible!

The index fingers and thumbs of his two hands were slightly intertwined, and they changed immediately, and the whole movement was as fast as lightning, but with this one action, thousands of silver lights shone in his hands!

The autumn cold sword is falling, sweeping the iron temperature!

Tie Wenhou suddenly felt as if his body had been blown by a storm, and he couldn't help but be poisonous, and he uncomfortably bulged a mouthful of blood!

"Ahh Dongfang's frivolous hands burst open! The strength roared overwhelmed, the cold air waves surged, and thousands of silver needles roared by!

"Smack! Syllable! The sound is intertwined, the storm of silver needles and swords is intertwined, the tiger's mouth in the autumn cold is almost broken, and each needle is like a sharp arrow shot, and the strength passes through a kind of extreme cold!

"Poof!" The cold wind was extremely domineering, and Qiu Leng spit out a mouthful of blood!

He hurriedly stuffed a seven-grass pill into his mouth. He sneered in his mouth: "What a domineering hand and yin heart!" What a powerful sunflower book! ”

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? I was able to resist my ** magic needle! Dongfang looked at the broken needle on the ground with a look of disbelief.

"The remnant wind is against the dragon!" Qiu Leng shouted in his mouth! He didn't pay any attention to the frivolity of the East at all.

The sword has risen, and the pitch-black sword light pierces the sunlight and obliterates the west wind!

But the sword seemed to have disappeared, there was no qi, and the sword seemed to be no longer in Qiu Leng's hand.

When the wind is gone, there is no wind! The dragon is no longer a dragon. But the sword light suddenly rushed to the west!

Dongfang shouted lightly: "Not good! ”

"Hand Yang Ancient Mouth Sutra!" Dongfang's frantic hands were like burning flames, and they suddenly turned red, and his body flashed like a phantom!

Only a pair of red hands are left!

A smug smile appeared in Dongfang Qingfang's mouth, his hand grabbed the black light after all!

But his hand was empty at this time. Dongfang's frivolous eyes were full of fear!

Tie Wenhou's eyes bulged out!

His mouth was sweet, and he instinctively plunged a sword into his throat!

The sword was obviously in Qiu Leng's hand, and at this time, Qiu Leng was ten meters away from him! That's definitely not a sword! But what is it if it's not a sword?

Tie Wenhou's eyes bulged like dead fish, and he didn't believe that this sword actually pierced his throat through the east!

So far, no one in the rivers and lakes has been able to urge the sword qi so far!

"Kill! What are you doing in a daze! Dongfang roared lightly and loudly. He knew how hard Tie Wenhou's death was to Chunqiu. The rivers and lakes have so far returned to the basics, and there are only two people, Tie Wenhou and Qin Shi Mingyue.

As soon as Tie Wenhou died, Qin Shi Mingyue became a veritable number one master in the rivers and lakes! And the overall strength of the Spring and Autumn Period has also greatly decreased with the death of Tie Wenhou and Chao Gai.

Qiu Leng intuitively felt that the sound of the knife was whistling, and the knife style was extremely fast! The power of this knife is so strong, as fast as lightning, and the sound is like thunder!

The autumn cold makes me feel that my back is cold! His eyes are blood-red! At this time, he is really like a lone wolf! "Nowhere to find the wind!" Qiu Leng thought silently in his heart, and he gritted his teeth!

At this time, his mind was clear, he could actually feel the trace of the opponent's knife falling, and he could completely grasp the strength and speed of the opponent's knife.

It's just so weird!

Qiu Leng calmly held the sword with his backhand and stabbed it out from left to back!

This sword is silent, it is already silent! There was no trace left at all!

"Poof." The sound of a sword entering flesh. The opponent's knife fell to the ground with a clatter, leaving eyes bulging out like dead fish.

The two knives of the two closest to the man in black actually slashed at the man again!

The man was drinking with one hand, he didn't seem to see these fights at all, he was so calm!

Qiu Leng shouted: "Don't! He hurriedly raised his sword! Meteor chasing the moon! Qiu Leng shouted, and the person had turned into a meteor and flew out with this sword!

White Mang!

It's fleeting!

There was no dazzle, no pride, he was doing something insignificant! But the two men with knives suddenly had an extra mark on their necks!

Knife marks!

Before the blood could come out, the two men fell in unison.

Qiu Leng's eyes were almost bulging, he had never seen such a fast knife! He didn't even see how the other party's knife was drawn!

The air seems to be suffocating!

All of them stopped.

The man in black continued to drink his wine, and with his other hand, he took a peanut with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

"Who are you?" Dongfang Frivolous finally couldn't help but ask.

"Ding Yi!" The other party's words are neither salty nor light, neither hot nor cold.

Qiu Leng was greatly surprised in his heart, his name was as simple and clear as his sword technique!

"Ding Yi? What kind of knife technique do you use? Dongfang asked again, his pupils also contracted, he had never seen someone with such a fast shot!

Sunflower Baodian didn't dare to say that he was the first in the rivers and lakes, and he definitely dared to say that he was in the top three, but when he saw the suffocating knife, he didn't have any confidence in his heart.

"Quick knife." Ding Yi said flatly.

He didn't even say a word, and a word seemed like a luxury to him.

Qiu Leng suddenly thought that this was the best time to escape for his life, and while the other party was all focused on Ding Yi, he had no choice but to escape. Moreover, his internal strength has dropped a lot, especially since he had already taken a Qicao Pill just now, and in the battle, he could only use the medicine once.

"Wind and Moon Reincarnation!" Qiu Leng shouted again, and his whole person seemed to run away again!

The ferocity of that vicious wolf, that kind of wildness suddenly ignited again, and his whole person seemed to be covered in blood!

The sword is like a storm!

Tragic! Miserable!

This sword is enough to touch all martial arts in the world!

The power of this sword does not take anyone seriously!

Qiu Leng's domineering and fierce sword momentum, even Dongfang is frivolous and does not dare to touch the edge!

Dongfang took two steps back violently, but the two people beside him were not spared at all! The eyebrow bones are all cracked, and he dies violently!

Qiu Leng's eyes were red, like a Shura who asked for his life, and he didn't take anyone present in his eyes.

Everyone present was terrified.

But now that the edge of the sword has weakened, it seems that when he sees Dongfang Qingmad's side, Dongfang Qingmad slapped his hands together, and a table has been held in his hand!

"Drink!" He shouted, "Sunflowers are the second, swallowing mountains and rivers!" "The energy is all dissolved in his dantian at this moment, and the clothes of the oriental madness are almost bursting, and the qi enters the mud pill, and the handling does not stop, and the liquid of Huachi swallows forty-nine, and the qi solidifies and becomes true. This realm can be practiced for a long time, and it can turn gas into reality.

At this moment, all of his true qi has melted into the truth, into the truth!

"Ahh Dongfang did not retreat but advanced, he picked up the table with both hands and smashed it down!

This smash is an ordinary move that can no longer be ordinary, and the power of this smash actually swallows mountains and rivers, and the earth shakes the mountains!

Even the room shook with this smash, this is not a table at all, but Tarzan is on the top!

"Bang!" The table and the sword collided hard, and Qiu Leng's intuition was all shattered, and he wanted to die of pain! His men flew out upside down!

Dongfang shook slightly, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. "Empty cicada!" Dongfang is crazy and will never miss this opportunity, he is now bent on putting autumn cold and death!

His orchid fingers are secretly pinched, people are like lightning ghosts, three steps turn into two steps and come to Qiu Leng's side!

Qiu Leng gritted his teeth fiercely, made a jack fall, and his body fell suddenly. Dongfang was condescending, and his body suddenly changed direction and volleyed into the air! This move is the most powerful move in the Sunflower Treasure Book, and it is strange that Qiu Leng's brain does not break and dies by this finger.