Qing Xiaoyun's face was as pale as paper, and it was really unavoidable!

Yu ecstasy sighed, hesitating in his heart, did he want to step forward to stop it? Or let it be?

Yan Tianjie and Qing Xiaoyun, who were watching the battle not far away, suddenly showed a strange smile on their faces at the same time, it was a mocking laugh, a happy laugh.

But at this moment, none of the people whose minds were focused on the two people who were fighting in the field could find out.

At this moment, Yu Yanqing's heart is full of the pleasure of killing the great enemy, and his wish for many years has finally been achieved today!

Today, I have finally washed away the shame brought to me by your Qing family with blood!

Yu Yanqing's face was twisted, and the long sword made him feel like crazy, and he shot with all his strength, slashing Qing Xiaoyun......

Qing Xiaoyun seemed to have no choice, and after the long sword in his hand drew a sword circle, it was knocked out of the air with a bang!

Yu Yanqing laughed wildly, did not relax, and stabbed straight with his sword!

Suddenly, Qing Xiaoyun's face, which had always been calm, suddenly smiled, and he was actually very happy and proud!

Even, he winked at Yu Yanqing, and made a grimace that no one could have imagined, and the blood-clothed marshal would actually make!

At this moment, almost everyone exclaimed at the same time!

It's not because of the grimace of the bloody marshal, but the scene in front of me is too weird and unbelievable!

Because of this moment...... Qing Xiaoyun suddenly jumped up, turned upright, and his steps were extremely flexible and vigorous, at the moment when the sword was approaching, Qing Xiaoyun just made a simple action: he kicked Yu Yanqing's little stomach hard!

Yu Yanqing was afraid that he would not be ruthless or poisonous, and he concentrated all his energy on the upper body of Qingguo's grandfather, and naturally did not think about the lower body at all!

For a physically disabled person, it is also necessary to consider that he does such a difficult movement, jumping up and attacking with his legs?

It's a fool's thing to do!

Especially after Qing Xiaoyun's long sword was taken off, Yu Yanqing was even more relieved, and almost even the vigilance on his upper body was removed, and he was about to take the attitude of a victor, full of wanton abuse and toying with the other party, just like before, you Qing Xiaoyun will always be trampled under my feet, no matter what means I use, it is my ability, as long as I win, I can wantonly insult you, play with you, and wreak havoc on you!

But Yu Yanqing never dreamed that the cripple opposite actually kicked himself suddenly! And kick so hard!

How could Qing Xiaoyun kick himself? Isn't he crippled? How can a cripple make such a big move, jump up and kick someone? And still kick me? Aren't you afraid that excessive force will cause the meridians to burst, and the dantian will lose?

This kick was really porcelain, quite porcelain, Yu Yanqing's body was kicked and flew away, and the broken kite flew out.

The sword light that had not yet arrived was also completely scattered with the kicking of himself, and when he was far away, blood splashed out of Yan Qing's mouth and nose.

But his eyes were still so unbelievable, and even his mouth was so shocked that he didn't close it! How so? Hasn't he been crippled for eighteen years? Why can you kick me? Why?

Until the landing, Yu Yanqing has not been freed from this contradiction, anger, and surprise.

Qing Xiaoyun was not lazy, with a long roar, his body quickly caught up with Yu Yanqing's retreating body like a sharp arrow, and kicked him in the chest again, Yu Yanqing roared in pain, and his ribs immediately snapped, his eyes were full of chaos and panic, and the rare Xuanzhen Sword flew out of his hand, and he didn't know where it fell......

But where will Qing Xiaoyun give him time to think clearly, Grandpa Qing's two fists have already smashed Yan Qing's temples, and when the fists touched the temperature of the muscles on Yan Qing's face, Qing Xiaoyun's eyes suddenly turned red in an instant!

Is this the pleasure of revenge with your own hands and fists to the flesh?! Eighteen years of feud! Eighteen years of hate! Eighteen years of grievance and indignation! Eighteen years of endurance and humiliation! Eighteen years of cripplement!

"Ahh

Qing Xiaoyun shouted frantically to the sky, frantically punched and kicked, and tears full of apology were crisscrossed on his face! Sound and music! I've avenged you! Xiaoyu, brother and sister! Big brother is sorry for you! Did you see that? See? This nasty ruffian in front of you is the culprit of everything!

Qing Xiaoyun burst into tears, roared silently, and hit Yan Qing's dantian with a fierce punch, only to hear a crackling sound, and a wisp of cold air collapsed, but it was Yu Yanqing's dantian that was blasted.

Yu Yanqing's body flew out with a "whoosh", and at this moment he didn't seem to feel any pain in his body at all, the two eyes full of horror were still wide open in shock, and there was just a series of shouts in mid-air, "Impossible!" That's impossible! How is this possible? This is not true! Not really......"

Qing Xiaoyun didn't allow him to breathe, and he approached again in an instant!

The thumping sound was rapid and intense, and the flesh and blood were flying!

Qing Xiaoyun vented all the grief and anger and all the negative emotions accumulated in the past ten years at this moment!

He punched one punch after another, and the sound of this cruel physical blow was the most beautiful note in the world in Qing Xiaoyun's ears!

Just as Yu Yanqing didn't want to kill Qing Xiaoyun with a sword before, and was bent on staying and slowly torturing him, Qing Xiaoyun would never knock Xiao Han's head off with a single punch!

Because that's it, it's too cheap for him!

Eighteen years of hatred, the death of two brothers, his own brother was a heroic boy and had outstanding intelligence, but he died at a young age, his younger brother and sister are still imprisoned in the dark dungeon, his father and his old man again and again, and again and again the white-haired people sent the black-haired people, and they still had to struggle to support the crumbling Qing family at a great age, and the prosperous Qing family was once defeated!

This hatred like a mountain, hatred like the sea, and all the hatred comes from this person, how can it be offset by Yu Yanqing's simple death? Wouldn't that be cheaper!

Qing Xiaoyun has never hated a person as much as he hated Yan Qing!

Even if it is an enemy, even if it is the crazy traffickers, bullies and gentry who have encountered all kinds of evil before, it is enough for Grandpa Guo to kill them with one sword, but for Yan Qing, Qing Xiaoyun feels that it is not enough, far from enough!

If it was possible, Qing Xiaoyun wouldn't even want to kill him, but keep him to torture him slowly for the rest of his life!

Give him eighteen layers of hell every day!

Even so, Grandpa Guo still felt that it was not enough!

A long sword fell from the sky with a dazzling cold light, the blade of the sword pierced through the sky, and pierced into a large stone on the side of the road in a dignified manner.

It's Qing Xiaoyun's sword!

What a sharp weapon!

Such a natural fall, like cutting tofu, pierced into the hard stone and even the last handle, what a magic weapon!

Almost all the warriors looked at this long sword with unusually hot sparks in their eyes!

Even Yan Yan, who has never used a sword, is no exception!

I have to say that the fact that Qing Xiaoyun's body had already recovered completely shocked everyone in the Xuanzhen Seven Peaks present!

Before they could recover from this shock, Yu Yanqing had already fallen into a storm-like beating!

"Shaft dares!"

At this moment, the onlookers had recovered from their astonishment. Yu ecstasy shouted angrily and flew out!

The hand is like a giant axe that opens the sky, slashing towards Qing Xiaoyun!

If Qing Xiaoyun killed Yu Yan Qing with a sword, although Yu Ecstasy would also be sad and angry, it would be difficult for him to have a position of attacking on the spot, the two of them were already engaged in an endless life-and-death duel, but Qing Xiaoyun had the upper hand at the moment, but he was not happy to end up with Yan Qing, deliberately wreaking havoc and torturing Yu Yan Qing, but it was equivalent to the face of the Seven Peaks of Xuanzhen, the face of the Yu family, how could Yu Ecstasy sit idly by!

"Old horseman! You're so shameless! ”

With a roar of rage, a figure appeared in front of the ecstasy unusually abruptly and strangely, and a long sword with cold light stabbed into his throat like lightning without warning.

Before the sword arrived, Han Sensen's sword qi had already aroused a dense layer of goosebumps on the throat of the ecstasy, and a sharp murderous aura that seemed to be about to cut through the sky and earth enveloped him like this!

Divine Soldiers!

It's a divine soldier again!

Yu Ecstasy was taken aback, how could the Qing family have so many divine weapons!

Although Feisheng's body is stronger than steel, it is not afraid of ordinary weapon attacks, but in front of this divine sword that came out of the sky, Yu Ecstasy suddenly felt that his life was as fragile as tofu!

This is simply an intuition of a prelude to death!

Where did Yu Ecstasy dare to slacken, the body that swept forward quickly turned around, the lightning moved horizontally, dragging out a few long afterimages, and then changed into a soaring momentum, in mid-air, he felt that he was far out of the attack range of the attacker, and finally had time to see who this person was.

But after seeing this person, Yu Ecstasy almost almost fell from the sky, he rubbed his eyes fiercely, and looked, it was still like this!

I can't help but be like his grandson, opening his mouth wide and can't close it for a long time!

This, how is that possible!

A young and arrogant figure, holding a long sword overflowing with cold light, floated in front of him with a disdainful sneer on his face!

Qing Yuxuan!

The long sword in Qing Yuxuan's hand is exactly - the divine sword!

Blood Shadow!

Qing Dajun was very proud, if it was the first human life of the blood shadow sword, it was the first blood staining of the sword with the ascension, but it was not in vain the prestige of the blood shadow!

"The old puppet of the Yu family, do you still want to be shameless? This is a solo fight between men, and you actually meddle? What kind of ascending powerhouse are you! ”

Qing Yuxuan smiled mockingly, "What your grandson said is that in the name of a man, he dares to ask Second Master Yu of Xuanzhen Seven Peaks, in your Xuanzhen Seven Peaks, what does it mean to fight a decisive battle in the name of a man?" Do you want to win or lose? Are you planning to fight in groups? ”

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