Qingyun's Tiger Roar Sword is rarely used easily, this sword is actually made of his bones and soul, compared to ordinary weapons, because the sword body is a part of him, so the degree of cooperation is much higher.

This kind of evil qi is extremely harmful to human beings, so Qingyun is very sure in his heart that once he uses this sword to fight, Ouyang Xiaoleng will definitely fight alone in order to protect Xia Qiu.

Once the Demon King Fox left his human contractor, it would be difficult to exert all his strength, and now Ouyang Xiaoleng's situation was even more special. The power of gods and demons in his body naturally gained a balance next to Xia Qiu. When fighting too much war, he doesn't have much chance to use the Soul Suppression Song he learned from the Musical God Changqin and the Qin Demon Glass, which increases the likelihood that his power will run wild.

"Xia Qiu, just now you used the power of soul separation and the clone technique to break through Qingyun's Void Gate, now it's time for me to exert my abilities!" Ouyang Xiaoleng said while staring at Qingyun's next move, and then directly blocked Xia Qiu behind him.

"So......" Xia Qiu had already understood that he hoped that he would not participate in the next battle, but it was difficult to accept his decision.

"It's not trivial for a human to inhale too much evil energy, or to be injured by a weapon with evil energy, and your body simply can't handle it! If this is the case, it will become difficult for me to not only deal with Qingyun, but also worry about your comfort! Ouyang Xiao said expressionlessly, carefully hiding his original intention of wanting to protect Xia Qiu.

"Hahaha, it's really not honest enough, you don't have as much freedom as your father and your grandfather!" Qingyun said with a laugh, and then shook the Tiger Roar Sword in his hand vigorously.

The evil qi on the blade of the sword bounced in the direction of Ouyang Xiaoleng and Xia Qiu, and Ouyang Xiaoleng crossed the night god ice with the bell scale sword to block this evil qi.

The black evil qi instantly flew in front of Qingyun's chest, Ouyang Xiaoleng thought that he would dodge, but he didn't expect that he only lifted the Tiger Roar Sword slightly, and then sucked that evil qi back into the sword.

Although Xia Qiu wanted to assist Ouyang Xiaoleng, he was even more afraid that his body would not be able to bear the evil qi and become a burden to him, so he retreated to a slightly farther place.

The evil qi had little effect on Xiao Libai, who was a holy beast, so it stayed by Ouyang Xiaoleng's side and fought side by side with him.

Ouyang Xiaoleng didn't dare to attack rashly, because he still had no way of knowing what Qingyun's swordsmanship was. He could only hold his breath and concentrate and feel the changes in the air flow around him, and from the flow of the air flow, he could know that Qingyun's power at this moment was stronger than just now.

Suddenly, a cold air appeared in the air, and this cold air spread in the direction of Ouyang Xiaoleng with a boundless darkness. Before he could see Qingyun's movements, the cyan tiger roaring sword had already come to him.

He subconsciously lifted the Night God Ice to block it, only to find that his sword seemed to be controlled by the evil aura emitted by the Tiger Roaring Sword, and it was actually attached to the sword, and his entire body couldn't move for some reason.

Behind the Tiger Roaring Sword, Qingyun swung his tiger claws towards Ouyang Xiaoleng, although he tried hard to raise his bell scale sword to squeeze, his stiff body did not obey the call at all.

At the critical moment, Xiao Libai suddenly jumped behind Qingyun and bit down on his shoulder, its teeth clasped the flesh on the shoulder of Qingyun's sword, and it didn't let go no matter what.

And Ouyang Xiaoleng took advantage of this opportunity to use all his strength to remove his Night God Ice from the Tiger Roaring Sword. Before he could think of Qingyun to attack, the strong evil qi released from Qingyun's body bounced Xiao Libai away, not only that, but it also seemed to be infested by the evil qi, and its body lying on the ground on its side continued to twitch, and let out a painful moan.

"Little pear white!" Xia Qiu ran forward to check on Xiao Libai's condition.

As her hand ran over Xiao Zhou's ear, it reluctantly opened its eyes and let out a long breath that seemed to recover slightly.

"It doesn't matter, does it?!" Ouyang Xiao Leng couldn't look back at Xiao Libai, and just asked Xia Qiudao.

"Well, rest assured! Not a big problem! Summer and autumn and rely on gentle caress to relieve the pain of the little pear white.

Its breath gradually stabilized, and it was able to stand up normally, although its body was still a little shaky, but judging from the fact that it rubbed Xia Qiu's cheeks and arms with its big head, it should be fine.

"You're so brave!" Xia Qiu kept praising it, making it happily make a "purring" sound from its stomach.

Ouyang Xiaoleng breathed a sigh of relief, but even Xiao Libai would be injured by Qingyun's evil qi, which reminded him that he had to take more precautions against it.

"How? Have you ever tasted my evil spirit? And that's just the beginning! Before Qingyun's words fell, he swung his sword at Ouyang Xiaoleng again.

Ouyang Xiaoleng was worried that he would be sucked by his Tiger Roar Sword like last time, and after a little hesitation, his strength was not concentrated enough, resulting in the sword in his hand not holding it steadily. He heard a faint but unusual sound from the Night Ice that he hadn't heard in a previous battle.

In order to determine what happened to the Night God Ice, he hurriedly flew to the back and took the opportunity to look at the Night God Ice in his hand. At the place where the blade collided with the Tiger Roar Sword, there was a small gap, although the gap was not big, it could easily cause damage to his own weapon, which showed the true power of the Tiger Roaring Sword.

He couldn't afford to think about it anymore, Qingyun swung the Tiger Roaring Sword at him again, his swordsmanship was not exquisite, but it was full of strength, which just matched the characteristics of the Tiger Roaring Sword.

Although at this moment, Ouyang Xiaoleng's preparation was more adequate than before, and he would no longer be completely restricted by the Tiger Roaring Sword, but after his own weapon came into contact with the opponent's weapon, his body would stiffen for a short time. This brief stiffness alone put him in danger several times.

Moreover, the crisp sound of the Night God Ice and the Bell Scale Sword was also stimulating his nerves again and again. He didn't want to check how badly the two swords were damaged, because the answer was already self-evident. Once his weapon is completely destroyed, let alone defeating Qingyun, even saving his life from drinking Xia Qiu has become an impossible task.

Ouyang Xiaoleng felt strongly unwilling, this unwillingness was caused by the expansion of his chest, filling his entire body, and also breaking his shackles against the power of gods and demons in his body.

The blood pupils reappeared, and red totems appeared on his cheeks, this time not just to his face, but down his neck and all the way to his entire body, and soon these totems were clearly visible on his arms that were exposed outside his sleeves.

"Are you finally going to give it your all? Then I'll release all my strength to play with you! ”

Qingyun was originally worried that his consciousness would be swallowed up by activating all his powers, but because he felt the change in Ouyang Xiaoleng's power, he had to take this risk.

An evil smile suddenly appeared on Ouyang Xiaoleng's face, he didn't respond to Qingyun's words, but attacked Qingyun with two swords wildly. His body had completely lost its previous sense of coordination, and his sword was no longer routine, but it was precisely because of this that Qingyun could not predict in advance how his offensive would progress.

He had merged with the Night God Ice and the Bell Scale Sword, the black and red swords, or his body itself was a weapon. The power of gods and demons that was constantly released from his body was different from Qingyun's evil qi, it was more like a drop of water that could pierce stones, but the speed of this drop of water was much faster.

Qingyun was shocked by Ouyang Xiaoleng's first round of attack, although each of his swords was used by him, he was still injured, and this injury was fundamentally different from the sword wound. It seemed to pass through his entire body, and it seemed to seep into his internal organs.

He felt that the old wounds on his body were beginning to ache faintly, and even the place on his shoulder that had just been torn by Xiao Libai had been controlled by his strength, but now it began to overflow with murderous aura and blood.

"Interesting! Although you are a descendant of gods and demons, I am the reincarnation of Suzaku after all, how can I defeat you?! Qingyun thought that everything that had just happened was just because he had despised the Demon King Fox Boy, and from this second on, he had to get serious.

"You only have a part of Suzaku's soul, and the part you have is not even as powerful as Lingyu!" Ouyang Xiaoleng finally spoke, his tone full of arrogance.

This time it was Qingyun who was angered by Ouyang Xiaoleng, he rarely felt angry, and even if he did, he would hide it well, but in this battle of life and death, there seemed to be no need to hide it.

He focused his strength on the arm holding the Tiger Roaring Sword and took the initiative to launch the next round of attacks. He knew that as long as he held on a little longer, Ouyang Xiaoleng's weapon would most likely be too badly damaged to be usable.

Ouyang Xiaoleng was not flustered, he still remained calm, and when he saw the move, even though his two swords were already scarred, there was no trace of worry on his face.

Until, after a more intensive attack, the bell scale sword made a more piercing crunch than before, and then cracked through the middle of the sword body, and a part of it "dang chang" fell to the ground.

Although Ouyang Xiaoleng's own strength increased, it couldn't stop the damage to the weapon. In addition, the greater the power of gods and demons is turned on, the weaker his self-awareness becomes, even closer to a fighting machine, and the protection of weapons is relatively reduced.

"Lose your armor and lose your weapons, see what else you can do!" Qingyun looked at Ouyang Xiaoleng's only remaining handful of Night God Ice and taunted him.

Although this black sword has not yet been trained, the blade full of gaps has long since ceased to be sharp. He originally thought that Ouyang Xiaoleng would become helpless due to the loss of his weapon, but this was not the case.

Something was glistening in his chest, and those two rays of light seemed to come from the Demon King's Crown within him, one extremely light blue almost pure white, and the other extremely deep red almost close to pure black.