A black robe hunted and fluttered in the wind, and under the grimace mask, there were a pair of deep eyes, containing a sharp light.

Qin Yu stepped forward slowly, and the momentum was rising steadily.

"Childe?!"

Those martial artists of the Wanmeng Society couldn't calm down in their hearts, Qin Yu was indeed good, but in front of Jin Yuelin, everything was in vain.

You must know that even if you are as strong as Yi Junyi, you can't pass twenty moves in front of Jin Yuelin, you can imagine how huge the gap between them is.

"You?" Jin Yuelin's eyes shrank, and a trace of surprise appeared on his calm face.

To be honest, he admitted that Qin Yu was good, but in his heart, he didn't think that Qin Yu had the capital to fight him.

Before Tianyun appeared, he was the first on the Xuangu Tianjiao list.

The top position of the list, no one can shake it, and its strength far surpasses that of other martial artists.

"It seems that I still have to go on it myself. Qin Yu ignored his questioning and said lightly.

When Yi Junyi fought with Jin Yuelin before, he didn't use the Fallen Spirit Domain, because the difference in strength between the two sides was too big, even if there was a suppressed Spirit Domain, he would not be able to win.

Anyway, you have to play by yourself, so it's better to save some effort.

"Come on too, end the fight early. Luo Tianxian, who was dressed in a black robe, stepped forward, and his cold eyes did not fluctuate at all.

"Okay, you go up together, this way, maybe it's a little interesting. Jin Yuelin said lightly, the strength of these two people is really good, and the two of them coming together do make him qualified to shoot.

Boom, three breaths, swaying upward, soaring into the sky.

Suddenly, the entire space contained an incomparably terrifying and powerful aura.

"Underestimating the enemy may make you die a miserable death. The corners of Qin Yu's mouth hooked up a smile.

"I hope you can do that. Jin Yuelin still looked indifferent.

"Waters. Qin Yu's hands were opened, and waves of spiritual power visible to the naked eye suddenly surged, containing a powerful suppressive power.

The silver ripples rippled like this, making Jin Yuelin frown.

"If you only have such a little ability, I don't think this battle will be interesting. He spoke indifferently.

"You'll be clear. Qin Yu's eyes were sharp, and he saw that on him, the power of artistic conception was circulating wildly, and a pair of armor condensed out of him.

Wind and thunder, water and fire, and killing, the five artistic conceptions are all integrated into this pair of armor, and both offensive power and defensive power have reached a great level.

And Luo Tianxian still has only one kind of power, the power of ice that freezes everything, and it is being released wildly.

A pitch-black sword appeared in front of him, with a strange shape, but it gave people a very strong sense of oppression.

"The longsword of the third rank of the upper rank!"

"It's another third-grade upper-rank long sword!"

"How many treasures does this guy have!"

Many people's eyelids jumped wildly, Qin Yu took out three high-level soldiers, there were already two, and if they wanted to get one, it was as difficult as climbing to the sky!

This gap ...... Let them despair.

This is the Fish Dragon Sword that was snatched from Feng Qin's hands, reaching the level of the third rank and the upper rank, which was personally refined by the king of the Tianfeng Dynasty for Feng Qin, but unfortunately, he himself can no longer use it.

"Kill!"

A scarlet killing light erupted in Qin Yu's eyes!

The whole person, like an afterimage, was snatched out in an instant!

The end of the world is at hand!

Now, with this step, he can reach fifty zhang in one step.

For the cultivation of combat skills and secret arts, his own talent is against the sky, and with the assistance of the heart of the war spirit, it is not too simple to cultivate.

"Killing Swordsmanship, Second Style!"

He slashed down with a sword of rage, and a long scarlet sword light appeared in the void, and it swept by, and the monstrous killing aura rolled away.

"Get out. In Jin Yuelin's hand, a sharp sword appeared, and it was also slashed out, "There is no trace of water." ”

He slashed through with a sword, and wherever he passed, it seemed to have an endless wave of water, Qin Yu's killing sword slashed on it, the speed became slower and slower, and the power of that sword was weakened little by little.

Boom –

A chill rushed to his face, and he saw Luo Tianxian's body rise into the air, and immediately slapped out with a palm, and the ice on the white jade palm was converging, rushing forward.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Tianxian's delicate body had already come to Jin Yuelin.

The palm of the ice and snow, with a cold chill, was imprinted on Jin Yuelin's chest.

The terrible chill seemed to completely freeze Jin Yuelin's whole person, and his blood would become frozen.

On his palm, a blue light appeared, and he immediately slapped it out with one palm.

The terrible chill couldn't penetrate his blue light, and the bodies of both of them took a step back.

"Fallen Spirit Domain!" At this moment, a powerful aura erupted from Qin Yu's body again.

The powerful domain field is circulating, and time and space seem to be suppressed because of this, and the speed, spiritual power, and artistic conception have all been weakened by fifty percent.

"This ......" Jin Yuelin's pupils shrank fiercely!

A hint of surprise finally appeared on his face, and he gradually became solemn.

Fifty percent of his combat power was suppressed, which made him uncomfortable, feeling imprisoned, and extremely uncomfortable.

If it weren't for his high cultivation, Qin Yu's outbreak of the Fallen Spirit Domain would be able to suppress his seventy percent combat power.

The Fallen Spirit Domain also has certain limitations, and the realms are too far apart, so the suppression of the opponent naturally does not play such a big role.

Originally, Qin Yu could suppress seventy percent of his combat power against ordinary martial artists.

However, now for Jin Yuelin, he can only suppress fifty percent.

That's enough, though.

At this opportunity, he slashed out with a sword again, like a sword slashing Huashan, and swept through the void with a bang, and the speed was very fast.

Above the long sword, there was a strong artistic conception permeating, and the manic storm swept away, and the Dao Thunder raged in it, forming a red flame where it passed, merging with the blood, and burning fiercely.

The Ichthyosaurus Sword in his hand was as if it had been burned with blood.

"Changhong—"

This sword is called Changhong.

It is his self-created swordsmanship, if it is powerful, after integrating a variety of artistic conceptions, it is not weaker than Qin Yu's three-grade high-level combat skills.

You must know that ordinary martial artists only cultivate one or two artistic conception powers.

Only a very small number of geniuses can fuse the power of artistic conception.

And Qin Yu burst out all the five artistic conceptions through this sword!

That Changhong, more powerful and swift than the Sword River, exploded directly at Jin Yuelin.

"Fuck off. Jin Yuelin had one hand, and above both hands, two cyan whirlpools appeared, and there was a faint firelight circulating.

Then, as soon as his hands were closed, a fiery cyan vortex appeared, blasting forward, as if it could engulf everything, and kill the sharp sword that swept towards Qin Yu, to crush and annihilate all the layers of sword qi!

(End of chapter)