Qiu Leng saw the tragic situation of Tian Mule, and he was anxious! He was holding the sword in his hand, almost breaking the entire hilt!

His whole being will be set on fire! Furious! Just when he was sad and hopeless, the dantian suddenly condensed with a cold and icy energy, and Qiu Leng's heart was suddenly overjoyed.

Jinyang West! From yang to yin, from existence to nothing! Polar Yang, Yang Yin! Suddenly, the dantian was like fire! This fire suddenly burned the entire dantian, and Qiu Leng's entire body was indescribably comfortable, and every organ in the body felt a warmth.

This fire suddenly smoothed all the countercurrent disorders in Qiu Leng's body, and the injured internal organs! After this heat, Qiu Leng intuitively felt that all the wounds in his body were compounding, and the dantian was even more indescribably comfortable!

At this time, Qiu Leng finally knew the mystery of the first move of the ancient desolate cold ice power, the end of Jinyang West! This is from the injury pole to give birth to yang, and then yang to yin! Heal all wounds, heal all internal injuries, and let all internal injuries disappear at once! That's a quick way to recover from internal injuries! As long as you use this trick in your dantian, you can not only increase your internal strength, but the most important thing is to recover internal injuries and treat the true qi disorder in your body!

At first, I thought that this move was in conflict between the end of Jinyang and the Polar Winter Moon Pass, and these two moves could make the internal force Yin and Yang convert. Now it seems that it is not at all, the Extreme Winter Moon Pass is the internal power of the attack, and the Jinyang West End is the auxiliary internal strength!

Thinking of this, the autumn cold swept away the haze ahead!

In only a few minutes, Qiu Leng's internal injuries were already healed, although his body was still in the same pain as falling apart, but the dantian could gather internal strength!

Qiu Leng held the sword in one hand and stood suddenly leaning on the sword!

There was a kind of pride on his face! This kind of pride is as majestic as a mountain!

It's a confidence! Undefeated confidence!

Banbi didn't expect Qiu Leng to stand up so quickly, and he suddenly remembered when Qiu Leng faced all the masters of Tiance Mansion a day ago. This person is simply a Xiaoqiang who can't be killed!

Half of the heart has never been afraid! But this time his heart was in turmoil!

Qiu Leng stood up. Like a wounded beast! He only has one life left, and the only thing he can fight for is this life!

He fights to death. If you don't fight, you will die. So he'll give it a go!

But half of the commemoration is different, he already has the chance to win! Qiu Leng was already his prey!

Half of the wall souvenir and raised the long knife fiercely! The Purgatory Sand Knife suddenly burst out! The sword shines! He's the first to take the lead!

"Roll the sand!" Half of the wall sauged wildly! Knife waves are rolling! Suddenly turned into layers of wild sand, and the energy pressed towards the autumn cold!

Qiu Leng suddenly felt that he was standing on the edge of the cliff and was about to be buried by the quicksand turned into countless tragic waves of swords!

Qiu Leng's body suddenly tensed! His arm and sword have become a line! His limbs, his spirit, and his mind were in perfect harmony!

"Nowhere to find the wind!" Only fast! Just like the trick of the field mule! Illness leads to life. Slow or die!

He wanted to dodge by stepping on the snow without a trace, but the layers of knife waves rolled wildly with the strength of the wild sand and quicksand, and he had nowhere to avoid it!

There is no wind in this sword!

"Bump!" "Smack!"

Qiu Leng suddenly felt a strong force coming, and his long sword was almost out of his hand! He'd never encountered anything like it, and his nowhere to find wind had never missed!

The sand energy carried by the sand rolling sword qi was similar to quicksand particles swarming up, just densely packed and formed a series of tent shadows on the long sword of the autumn cold, and the Songyang iron sword suddenly slowed down by a few inches!

Sluggish!

He suddenly felt that his sword was pierced in a tumbling quicksand, and he could not pull it back, and at the same time he was trapped!

"Oops!" Qiu Leng secretly shouted. This sword is fast! It's faster than a shooting star! But the opponent's rolling sand duel has already started, and it can't be stopped at all. Rolling quicksand has formed around it, and the shape of the air manifold has blocked, blocking everything!

Therefore, it is impossible for this sword to penetrate the opponent's wild sand strength!

He didn't expect that the area of the quicksand blockade would be so large and so powerful!

"Peng!" Qiu Leng suddenly felt that he was hit by the quicksand tumbling in a desert hurricane! His whole person hurriedly used the snow to slide out desperately backwards!

Qiu Leng's face was blue and red, and the dantian in his body was boiling! It's so uncomfortable that it almost spurts blood!

And when Banbi saw a knife in remembrance, he hurriedly climbed up again, and shouted: "Roll up the sand!" ”

Only one knife!

However, it is composed of more than a dozen continuous wave scrolls, and each wave scroll, time, and attack angle have subtle changes, sending out the curly knife strength, converging into a powerful and powerful knife qi!

No matter which sword qi is the first to hit the cold in the autumn. He will surely die! Behind the sword qi, there is a half-walled purgatory sand long knife!

Before the sword, after the mad knife! Wave out!

Qiu Leng's mind and heart suddenly locked on half of the wall to commemorate every layer of knife strength rolled out by the wild sand knife, and every subtle change of that strand of knife strength could not escape Qiu Leng's eyes and ears!

But he simply didn't have a way to crack it! There is no way back for him at all!

Qiu Leng gritted his teeth fiercely, he didn't retreat and recoiled! The cold ice energy suddenly condensed in the Songyang Iron Sword! Countless energies almost smashed the Songyang Sword! If you change it to a normal longsword. Such a surging ice energy can definitely crush the sword body!

The sword qi skyrocketed by a few feet!

Qiu Leng secretly shouted: "The wind traces the world!" "With every step he takes, a deep imprint sinks into the ground!

One sword out, the world is decided!

One does not change! This sword is the culmination of all swordsmanship!

There was only one sword left in the night sky!

Sima Xiao and Yu Lingcuo suddenly looked at Qiu Leng. Their eyes didn't roll, and they couldn't help but open their mouths wide. Especially Yu Lingcuo, he had already seen that Qiu Leng's sword was the ultimate! No matter how ever-changing the move is, it's this sword!

Everything is the same!

It's just a simple prick! Dust-free. Pierce forward with no indomitable progress!

The Songyang Iron Sword pierces the sky! Shine on the starry sky!

"Woooo

Countless exchanges are like a torrential rain! The waves rolled out by the Wild Sand Knife suddenly hit the Songyang Iron Sword in the autumn cold!

Countless layers of wild sand air flow endlessly collided with the cold ice energy carried on the entire Songyang Iron Sword!

Strings of sparks rub out! Be mercilessly cooled on the earth! It's like a firework!

"Bang dang!" "Peng!"

The Songyang Sword finally hit the Purgatory Sand Knife!

Suddenly the mountain cried and roared! A radius of ten meters is obviously shaking!

The wind stops!

The waves of sand suddenly dispersed like the wind! Banbi's eyes were full of disbelief, he didn't believe that Qiu Leng's sword had broken all the changes in the sand duel! These layers of sword strength are intertwined with each other, and they can give birth to ninety-nine eighty-one changes, and every change, after the sword qi passes, the Wild Sand Knife can cut off Qiu Leng's head!

Qiu Leng's internal strength dropped sharply again at this time, and he couldn't help it anymore at this time, and he spurted blood from his mouth again! His face was suddenly as pale as paper!

Banbi remembered: "You can actually catch me four times!" Enough to be proud of for a lifetime! Look at this knife again! Kill! ”

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