The one who screamed was also a lonely crane.

The head of the Emei faction, the world-famous top master, the old man who fought the "sword double kill seventy-seven forty-nine style" across the martial arts, died the fastest.

Because.

"Use my martial arts to fight me, you, it's good!"

Su Qing was holding a double sword and laughing.

Dugu Yihe also heard it, but he also died, a red mark on his eyebrows, a small red mark, a little red, but no blood flowed out, the wound had condensed into ice, and he died simply.

When the Demon Sect came to the east, there were two dragon heads in the Blue Dragon Society, there were two people who were unknown, hidden deeply, and no one could know, this was Su Qingliu's back hand, Bu's back move, after all, people always had to think of a good way out, and if they wanted to achieve great things, they must always have a foolproof grasp, not to mention that at that time he was not in the realm of today, and there was a Demon Sect advancing eastward, Xie Xiaofeng was born, if both of them were dealt with him, wouldn't he lose his footing and become hated for eternity, even if he had great ability, he was afraid that he would have to hate it.

And one of them, a Taoist, is the head of the Emei faction, but unfortunately, what he expected did not happen, this person became a dark move, but after a hundred years, things are wrong.

And the other person.

He looked at Wu Ming.

This guy not only got his mastery, but also even practiced the magic skills of several major towns of the Demon Sect, if he expected it to be true, I am afraid that this little old man is another person's descendant, or, apprentice.

The dark chess of the past is now all against itself, which is really funny enough.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Of course it doesn't matter, if he knew in advance that there would be such a change as today, maybe he would give them a few more amazing courses to make them stronger, so that they could have fun.

Dugu Yihe had fallen, and when he heard Su Qing's words, he fell straight up to the sky, his eyes widened, and he didn't blink to death.

The hearts of everyone who listened to the battle sank, just this person's martial arts alone created a top master in the world.

"Dingdingding......"

In the long sky, now there is the sound of sword fighting, Su Qing's sword, under the thunder and fire, I don't know how many people have turned into powder and ashes, and those who can survive still have the strength to fight again, except for a few people who still have the strength to fight again, the rest are injured, the waste is wasted, and they can't afford to fall to the ground, and all the forces of all parties are suffering heavy casualties.

And now, it is only those few who can fight with Su Qing.

Xie Xiaofeng, Ximen Fuxue, Ye Gucheng, Gong Jiu, Lu Xiaofeng, Mu Daoren, and Wu Ming......

Down the mountain, no one dared to come up.

Sword qi, sword light, sword intent, heaven and earth are filled with unparalleled edges, several great kendo masters fought Su Qing alone, his body flew back and forth like arrows and meteors, laying down layers of sword nets, but on the stone floor, he saw the sword qi vertically and horizontally, leaving countless ravines and sword marks.

However, the stunt is fully displayed, but the person in front of him is still at ease, the double sword in hand, is already invincible, the sword move is invincible, the sword qi is invincible, the sword momentum is even more extreme, the sword intent is unmatched, the internal force is ancient and modern, the light skill is unique in the world, and the body that is not born and dies.

Su Qing was just standing, even if he didn't move, it was enough to make people despair.

Thinking about these long hundreds of years, the world is the most ordinary mediocre talent, I am afraid that it is enough to become a top master, not to mention that Su Qing is not a mediocre talent, but also a genius, amazing talent, he has already led the way in the way of swordsmanship, and has taken the lead, to the point where the swordsmanship in the world is no longer called swordsmanship in his eyes.

The most perfect swordsmanship, in front of him, has also been reduced to mediocrity, it is true that he has met too many incredible, earth-shattering people.

Lu Xiaofeng's chest and abdomen were surging with blood, and his body was full of scorched marks, Su Qing's sword almost cost him half his life, if it weren't for the ingenuity of his body, he might have followed in the footsteps of others before, except for him, the rest of the people were also injured to some extent, and the corners of their mouths were bleeding.

"Poof!"

In the flying figures, blood arrows were suddenly seen.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but exclaim, the injured person in Guy was Ximen Blowing Snow, and in the overwhelming sword net, a narrow divine blade was rushing out of everyone's sword momentum like an antelope hanging horn, stabbing at Ximen Blowing Snow's shoulder, and with a slight fall, it drifted away.

Su Qing had to retreat, just because his other sword was suddenly caught by two fingers and caught.

Lu Xiaofeng was eager to save his friends, and he dared to take the sword in Su Qing's hand with his hand, his eyes were cracked, his eyes were resolute, and his two fingers seemed to be faintly red due to the vigorous urging.

"Ding!"

And sure enough, he caught it.

Not only did he catch this sword, but he was even more pointed, deceiving himself, and his other hand also raised his fingers at the same time, attacking several points and life points all over Su Qing's body.

Naturally, the rest of the people could not let go of such a change, some swords sharpened him, stabbed him in the eyes and throat, some beheaded him, some wanted to pierce his heart, and some cut off his legs.

Su Qing looked at Lu Xiaofeng's fingers, stretched out his big sleeves, and the rain behind him dispersed, and it had receded, Lu Xiaofeng saw that he was not close to him, but this distance was as difficult to cross as a moat.

Several masters around him were also in hot pursuit, and the sharp edge of the sword confided, as if he could take Su Qing's life in the next moment.

Su Qing retreated, and everyone chased after him.

But suddenly, Lu Xiaofeng's eyes changed imperceptibly, behind Su Qing, an old woman who seemed to be lying on the ground with a serious injury suddenly moved her fingers at this moment, and then raised her head, swept up, and took out her sword, the sword aura was awe-inspiring, and pierced Su Qing's heart.

Another kendo master.

Twin swords.

This person's movements don't look like an old man at all, of course she is not an old man, she is the grandmother of Gongsun.

As soon as this sword came out, everyone's mood changed, and the offensive of his subordinates became more urgent, as if they wanted to win or lose at this moment.

But immediately, Lu Xiaofeng's face turned pale, he had stopped, the momentum of running and sweeping slowly slowed down, his feet seemed to be still unfinished, he still rushed forward a few steps, and then "plopped" and knelt, his hand, the index finger and middle finger were gone, and blood was gushing; On the chest, there was an oblique flying sword, the skin was open, but there was no blood, and there was no pain, because only a burst of cold attacked, and the wound was full of frost, and it was frozen again, but he didn't dare to move, so he could only fall to the ground.

But Lu Xiaofeng still didn't give up and wanted to see if the old woman could succeed and succeed.

As soon as he looked up, an old head with a thick disbelief was falling from the rain, tumbling down, and the disfigured human skin rolled and cracked, revealing a beautiful face, stained with water foam, stained with blood, and died a poignant death.

Aunt Gongsun.

He's dead.

The neck was cut off by Su Qing's sword, Xu was too fast and too fast to make the sword, and the headless body still ran out with a double-handled broken sword before falling to the ground.

As soon as Su Qing's feet stopped, everyone also stopped, but they didn't dare to chase after them.

And the previous sword, everyone saw it, after Su Qing cut off Lu Xiaofeng's two fingers, his right arm was like no bones, and he turned from front to back, just an understatement, and he had cut off her head in the unbelievable of Aunt Gongsun.

Hurry up, everything happened too fast, and it was too unprepared.

Su Qing stood quietly in the rain, and at this moment of fighting, there was no wet marks on his body, only a little blood stain left by Yan Shisan's sword before.

The rain fell sharply and landed on the sword, bringing out a faint whisper, and also washed away the blood on it, Su Qing held a sword in one hand and a sword behind him in the other, looked at the people in front of him, and said gently: "Don't worry, after you die, I will cast a sword box, always accompany you, and use it to collect your sword, and it will not be in vain to wait for so many years to entangle with me!" ”

The rest of the people looked at each other, and tacitly turned their steps and surrounded Su Qing in the middle.

The rain was heavier and more urgent, and the wind was bitter and bitter.

Su Qing seemed to feel their intentions, and let out a long laugh that shook the sky, looking back at the thunder and lightning roaring in the dark clouds, he actually swept away and rushed straight into the sky.

"Hey!"

He was square-shaped, and a bang was heard behind him.

But seeing that Wu Ming's beard is now open, and the rain curtain around his body is forced outward by its amazing internal force for four or five feet, giving birth to a piercing wind whistle, he stomped on the ground and jumped, and the entire Mocking Heaven Palace seemed to be shaken three times, booming, his body was like a lightning switch, and he had risen to the sky, and his hands were urging him to work, and he looked at it from a distance, just like grabbing two black holes, twisting the wind and rain, and rushing straight to Su Qing.

The rest followed at the same time.

is actually going to decide the winner with one move, I'm afraid these people also understand that Su Qing is very powerful, under a long battle, how can he win, it is better to give his life and fight for life and death.

Look away.

The peaks are steep, the world is vast, and the rivers and mountains are full of surging fog, and the world is picturesque.

Look closer.

The wind and clouds surged, and a bleak white lightning illuminated the mountains, and several ethereal figures were illuminated.

When the first person has two swords in his hand, the point of his feet is fluttering, and he has swept into the air like a flying immortal for dozens of zhang, the green robe is agitated, the white hair is flying, the sword points to the sky, and a sword intent rushes into the sky, and the direction pointed by the tip of the sword, the wind and rain are like a curtain, and they are divided to both sides.

Until the apex, just as he was falling, he turned around, like a frightening circle, the sword pointed obliquely, facing everyone, on the sword body, the green light was shining, and the cold was monstrous.

There is a cliff at your feet, and in front of you is an unworldly enemy, and there is no way to retreat, so what about entering?

Wu Ming's eyes widened sharply, and he faced Su Qing with both hands, but what was surprising was that he was not attacking Su Qing, but the two swords in Su Qing's hands, capturing or clamping.

"Ahh

The long whistle moved, Wu Ming's hands were really the double swords that caught Su Qing, his hands had long been invulnerable, invulnerable, and at this moment, when he touched the blade of the sword, it actually made a sound of gold and iron fighting, he caught it, and if he really caught it, he even restrained the double swords.

As soon as Wu Minggang grabbed the sword, behind him, there were already five bright blades approaching Su Qing, stabbing at Su Qing, like five stars across the sky, breaking through the wind and rain, crossing the sky, crashing into Su Qing, and the sky seemed to be cut out of five huge gaps.

On the stone floor, Lu Xiaofeng stared at it deadly, nervous and dignified, looking at the sky and the rain.

The wind and clouds were turbulent, and under the light of the thunder, five shocking edges went straight into the sky.

And what about Su Qing?

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes widened suddenly, his teeth were tight, the blood in his mouth was bloody, and his pupils seemed to tremble, as if he had seen an amazing scene.

"White Bone Ruthless!"

There seemed to be a low murmur in the rain, but he saw Su Qing suddenly let go, although he let go, his two swords still trembled, as if he was being controlled by some invisible force, and then pinched the sword fingers with his right hand, and suddenly there seemed to be a little bright light between his fingers, shining brightly between heaven and earth, as if he could compete with the sun and the moon.

But then it quickly darkened, just because the sword finger had fallen on Wu Ming's eyebrows, and it fell lightly.

Just as a finger fell, Wu Ming's expression froze, he suddenly opened his mouth, and within the seven orifices, there were seven beams of sky-high light, such as a bear fire hidden in his body, and it seemed to swallow a sun, the light was victorious, and the tears of Lu Xiaofeng, who was stabbed, were difficult to look at directly.

It was a sword, an unbelievable sword.

He endured the stinging pain in his eyes, stared at the sky, and in a trance, the bright light had fallen from the sky to the world.

Lu Xiaofeng struggled to see, but fortunately, the light quickly dimmed.

And in front of him, there was already a person standing, his clothes fluttering, like an ethereal green cloud, this person was green clothes and white hair, it was none other than Su Qing, and there were two swords standing obliquely at his feet.

Lu Xiaofeng was suddenly stunned, his eyes were sharply condensed, he had already seen that on Su Qing's chest, there was a little bit of red scattered like plum blossoms, and then spread, like scattered ink, quickly dyeing the placket red.

Is it over?

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but think so.

But his body suddenly shook violently, his eyes had swept past Su Qing, looked behind him, looked at the misty rain curtain, and looked at the top of the cliff, where there were five people condensed, these five people, holding swords in their hands, were still in the posture of swords, as if they had reached the end, and stopped in the air for a short time.

But then, like broken porcelain, they split open one crack after another, and then, in the rain, drift away like mountain mist.

In the air, there were only five swords left, but these five swords seemed to be pulled by five invisible silk threads, drawing five fluttering rainbows in the rain, like a flash of light and shadow, and had fallen to Su Qing's side, and the long sword fell obliquely and was inserted into the ground.

"Ahem......"

Su Qing's face seemed to be a little pale.

He looked at Lu Xiaofeng and said softly: "It seems that this time, you guessed wrong again!" ”

Lu Xiaofeng's face turned pale miserably, and he said astringently: "You kill me!" ”

Su Qing turned around, he looked at the sky again, dark clouds were accumulating, lightning and thunder, and the power of thunder and lightning had accumulated to an extremely amazing point at this moment.

"Ahem, killing, it's too boring!"

At this time, at the foot of the mountain, there were people again.

Three people, one monk, one blind, one thin.

Honest monk, full of flowers, picking stars.

No, there is another person, Master Sun, who was carried by Sikong Xingxing.

These four people came up very quickly, except for Hua Manlou, the other three people, all of them seemed to have hit a ghost, their faces were pale, there was no human color, and they even wanted to run.

Su Qing didn't make any more moves, he took a few breaths, exhaled a few breaths, looked at the dark clouds that were getting thicker and thicker, and stood up again with the sword finger in his right hand, and led the long and narrow blade of light cyan beside him into the air, the long sword roared for no reason, and then it flew into the air with a "Zheng" sound, and it actually flew up, suspended in the air, and stopped in mid-air.

The sword body roared endlessly, and there was a dragon's eye-sized ball flowing black and white qi on it, driving the sword body and spun up.

Waves of amazing qi overflowed from the round ball, poured into the sword body, the long sword reappeared unworldly edge, Lu Xiaofeng was stunned to find that those qi machines were the same as Ximen Blowing Snow, this sword actually absorbed the attacks of those people.

Is that the ball?

Lu Xiaofeng's mouth was full of bitterness.

"You've worked so hard to do this?"

Su Qing didn't answer him, but looked up at the sky and took a deep breath, but his eyes were slightly closed, and he sighed in his mouth, but the next moment, he opened his eyes again, the brilliance in his eyes flowed, and he said lightly: "This seat said that with natural enemies, it is natural to be enemies with heaven!" ”

Suddenly, the whirling long sword was already suddenly, pointing straight at the sky.

Right now.

Thunder and lightning, wind and rain.

Dragon-like lightning was drawn down from the dark clouds and fell into the sword, the light on the sword was even better, and the edge was swallowed, like a wild dragon struggling, and the sky was miserable and gloomy.

Su Qing's sword pointed again, and the other six long swords on his side all rose upside down in the ringing, like the stars and the moon, like the first sword, hanging in the air.

In the midst of the dumbfounded eyes of several people, Su Qing's figure slowly floated off the ground, facing the wind and rain, and laughed loudly in his mouth.

"I'll go too!"

In the laughter, he pointed his sword at the sky, and the sword qi burst out all over his body, like a shocking sword breaking through the sky, and the seven sword weapons also rose to the sky, piercing the sky.

"Boom!"

There was a thunderclap that shook the sky, as if the sky was falling, but in the dark clouds, there seemed to be an immortal edge, breaking through the blue sky, the world was terrified, and the mountains were silent.

There is an extra hole in the sky.

"Isn't this and this, not rising in the day?"

Master Sun looked crazy and wanted to die, his expression was shocked, and his face was red and bloodshot.

Lu Xiaofeng stared blankly at the sky.

But at this time, the dark clouds dissipated, the wind and rain stopped, and the thunder had stopped.

Above the long sky, the clouds are thousands of miles, and the sky is empty.

Where is Su Qing?