The sword itself is rare, because it is used by few people, and most of them are used for sneak attacks.

The role of the sword is to produce one sword and two swords.

When the mother sword attacks, the enemy defends, and at the same time, the child sword breaks away and attacks alone, taking it by surprise.

Like Ye Qing, who has experienced countless battles, he naturally knows the benefits of this thing.

Although the battle cannot be all about insidiousness and surprise, there is such a means that can definitely achieve unexpected results.

The Xuanfang Zimu sword is handleless, and the two ends are sharp, both of which are sharp.

Just looking at it, I feel a tingling in my cheeks, and you can see how sharp it is.

The Xuanfang Sword spun in the air a few times, its body shrunk, small and exquisite, only the size of a palm, and it burrowed into Ye Qing's sleeve.

After that, the 100,000 swords dispersed, and the mist in front of him became thicker and thicker.

Qingshan is still the same, but the famous sword is no longer there.

Erheijian and other 100,000 swords have sought their own way out.

The lake in front of him was still there, and there were still those skeleton female disciples sitting by the lake.

Seeing Ye Qing come out, the faces of those skeletons changed.

"Immortal Chief, watch your back!"

Ye Qing turned around with a sword.

No fancy, no tricks, not even paying attention to the directions.

Only speed and power.

Ye Qing knew that there was someone behind him, and he was confident, as long as this sword was slashed on his body, he would hit the opponent hard, so he didn't have to care about the position.

Ye Qing's sword of turning back also seemed to startle the opponent.

The sound of two sonorous collisions was mixed with the sound of blades splitting flesh.

Ye Qing looked back and saw that the village chief of Natang was holding a three-foot Qingfeng, and two wounds were cut on his stomach by Ye Qing, but the wounds did not bleed.

Cut open a layer, and there is still a layer inside.

It seems that what Yu'er said is indeed true, this Tang village chief is putting other people's skins on his own body to bring disaster to the world.

Village Chief Tang was wounded with the first blow, which made her very angry.

"Death!"

Suddenly, he shouted, and the Yulou Sword in his hand swept over, and countless rays of light and Lou Shadow stabbed him and couldn't open his eyes.

It's as if a whole city full of high-rise buildings has been smashed all over the place.

This swordsmanship is really sharp!

It is worthy of learning from Yan Di.

However, in terms of swordsmanship alone, Yan Di himself can't help Ye Qing, let alone a praying mantis who has learned from it.

After a few swords, the skin on Village Chief Tang's body was cut off by Ye Qing with one sword.

In the blink of an eye, a big fat man turned into a thin woman.

Skinny and terrifying.

Suddenly, Village Chief Tang took a breath, and this breath was quite like swallowing mountains and rivers.

The thin body swelled up instantly, and in the blink of an eye, it bulged into a huge fat man like a balloon.

At the same time, the back of Village Chief Tang's head bulged, and gradually appeared in the shape of a hill, and a face grew from the back of his head!

Not only the face, throat, chest, abdomen, thighs, calves, legs, arms, hands.

Behind Village Chief Tang, another one appeared, like a conjoined baby back to back.

Two heads and four arms!

The two hands turned into mantis arms, and with a sweep of both arms, two sword shadows flashed.

Ye Qing pointed with two fingers, and a two-foot thin sword flew out of his sleeve.

Xuanfang Zimu Sword.

The sword was like lightning, going around the mantis' arm and stabbing into the chest.

Village Chief Tang's face changed, and he stomped his feet suddenly.

While stamping his feet, a rain of swords suddenly fell again in the sky, and he sped down.

This time, the sword rain is not a phantom, but a real sword rain.

The sword shadow smashed into Ye Qing's body, making a sonorous sound, and sparks burst out on the skin.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Qing's skin and flesh began to fall down piece by piece, starting from the surface of the foot, the ankle, and the calf.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Qing's right leg was already only white bones!

The white flying sword suddenly split into two, and the Xuanfang Zimu Sword stabbed into the two big holes in the waist of the Tang Village Chief, making him unable to move his hands and feet.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, and in the blink of an eye, half of Ye Qing's body turned into a skeleton.

Even the cheeks.

With the bridge of the nose as the dividing line, the left half of the face and body all fell to the ground, leaving only thick white bones.

Ye Qing held the mountain stream sword in his hand, and stabbed the heart of the village chief Tang with a sword.

However, when the sword pierced, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, as if it had pierced into a piece of sand.

Village Chief Tang's body was holding Ye Qing's mountain stream sword, so he couldn't pull it out.

The strength of the two was only at this moment, but at this time, Ye Qing's body could no longer withstand the sword rain in the sky.

If he delays any longer, he may also become a white bone like Lin Sancou.

Seeing that the sword rain above his head was getting denser, Ye Qing suddenly reached out and broke off his thigh bone outside.

A sword stabs!

The incomparably pure sword technique was displayed at this moment.

Using the bone as a sword, it pierced into the heart of the Tang village chief's eyebrows.

The leg bones were like a sharp sword in Ye Qing's hands, cutting the fat body of Village Chief Tang from top to bottom.

Blood splattered.

The head of the village was split in two.

As soon as the village chief Tang died, the sword rain stopped.

The skin and flesh that Ye Qing had fallen on the ground also returned to his body, and the broken leg bone was put back in its place, intact as before.

Fortunately, he hadn't drunk the tea before, otherwise the skin would have been taken off by this time.

After the death of Village Chief Tang, the corpse fell to the ground and turned into a thumb-sized pill.

Ye Qing knew that this was a demon pill, a good thing.

In addition to the demon pill, there is also the Yulou sword inserted on the ground.

......

As soon as Village Chief Tang died, all the praying mantis in Fat Village scattered and fled, and the skins on their bodies were also thrown on the ground.

Ye Qing saw them fleeing, and he didn't kill them all, they were all the descendants of the Tang Village Chief, and they were just first-order demons.

If you kill them, you won't have a demon pill, so you can't commit it.

At this time, the streets were all piled up with skins one by one, and Ye Qing stepped forward to look for them one by one, most of them were girl's things.

It seems that this Qingshan Sword Sect Women's Branch has not let this Tang Village Chief be a scourge, and everyone's skins have been put away one by one.

When Lin Sancou's skin was found, Ye Qing showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and took out the Xuanfang Sword to cut Lin Sanco's skin into pieces and threw it on the ground.

Ye Qing actually wanted to kill this Lin Sanco.

It's just that, first, he doesn't have that strength, and second, if he really kills it, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for Wei Wuxian to explain when he returns to the sect.

You can't make it difficult for the old horse.

Ye Qing's heart moved, the Yulou Sword turned into the Qingshan Sword Yulou, and Lin Sanru and his disciples all walked out of it.

Including Yu'er and others from the Qingshan Sword Sect before, they were also waiting here.

"The Immortal Elder is back!"

Ye Qing picked up the leather bag behind him and shouted at Yu'er.

"Come on. ”

Yu'er was elated and greeted the skeletons all over the mountain, and everyone rushed over.

Ye Qing put hundreds of skins on the ground for everyone to choose from, these skeletons were like choosing cheap clothes in the bazaar, but they didn't choose which one was good-looking, but which one was their own.

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