Whoa, whoa, whoa!

I saw countless white powders floating in the sky, and they fell directly on Mo Qing's back, only to see a trace of white light beating faintly on Mo Qing's back, it may be too subtle, the situation escaped emergency, and no one found it.

Mo Qingqiao's face immediately changed, her fair face became a little ruddy, her lips opened slightly, her teeth clenched, and then she fell directly to the ground.

Le Qian's eyes were full of madness, and he chuckled: "If you get the condensed corpse powder, you won't die easily."

After speaking, Le Qian's eyes looked at Yan Chuxue, who was still fighting fiercely not far away, with a hint of fierceness in his eyes, he had never seen such a woman, not only beautiful, but also behaved in a refined manner, without a little fireworks at all.

In this way, the killing intent in Le Qian's heart was even stronger.

The long sword in Yan Chuxue's hand was like the cold ice of the Nine Heavens, and with a swing of the sword, it brought thousands of cold currents, but in a place that everyone couldn't see, there were countless fierce ice lines hidden in these cold.

The six people were distributed in six directions, as if they had their own mysteries, and their palms waved out in unison, and six palm prints rushed towards the cold from all directions.

Click!

The next moment, I saw that where the cold passed, the earth was actually frozen, and then it directly collided with the palm prints of the six people.

"Not good!"

The six of them were all startled, and then frantically retreated to the rear.

It turned out that the moment the cold touched the palm print, both of them turned into nothingness, but then several blue silk threads erupted from the air, extending towards the throats of the six people.

"Is the law of the Way of Annihilation?" Le Qian muttered to himself as he squinted his eyes again.

Whew!

More and more blue threads spread forward.

"Give me a break!"

One of the Burial Heaven Sect members snorted coldly, and suddenly drew a dagger from his hand, slashing directly at the silk thread that rushed towards him.

Le Qian looked at it and shouted violently: "Don't!"

But Le Qian's reminder was too late, and when the dagger of the Burial Heaven Sect slashed heavily on the blue silk thread, a powerful force began to burst.

Rumble!

A shrill sonic boom rang out around the dagger-wielding one.

The other five people could only see the blood flying in it, as well as a large number of rags and stones, and all of a sudden the five of them were shocked, and they didn't dare to touch Yan Chuxue's blue silk thread, and they quickly dodged one by one.

Bang bang!

The blue thread slammed into the earth one of the last moments, leaving only a deafening crackling sound in the sky.

Although the five of them dodged fast enough, they were still injured a lot, and blood was slowly flowing down the corners of their mouths.

"Get out of the way, she, I'll deal with it" Le Qian walked up step by step, looked at Yan Chuxue and said.

Yan Chuxue looked at Le Qian with cold eyes, and said expressionlessly: "I have long seen that you are strange, from the sword wound on your arm, I thought that the people of the Heavenly Thunder Hall died strangely, but I didn't expect that you were not only a traitor, but also killed your own senior brother."

Le Qian heard Yan Chuxue's words, and subconsciously asked, "Oh, why, why do you think I'm strange?"

Yan Chuxue said coldly: "Your sword wound has a trace of black marks, isn't the way of thunder in your Heavenly Thunder Hall that has the law of erosion?

Le Qian smiled: "Do you know why you didn't say it?"

Yan Chuxue clenched the sword in her hand, shook her head and said, "I was just a little suspicious at first, but I didn't expect things to be so complicated."

"You've lost a chance"

After Le Qian finished speaking, he slowly inhaled and exhaled, adjusted his breathing, and blasted towards Yan Chuxue with one palm, and his vitality was as fierce as a wave.

"Thunder Sea Tide!"

The devastating explosive force is like the endless ocean, wave after wave, which makes people feel daunted.

Boom!

Yan Chuxue was not afraid, the silver-white sword in his hand trembled, as if it had turned into countless cold rays, and flew rapidly towards the front, and everywhere he passed, everything was frozen in ice.

Crash!

I saw Yan Chuxue's sword burst open, and the big wave was split.

Le Qian's strength is very strong, completely beyond the rumored strength, every palm shot, it is like a big wave in the sea, dozens of palms in a row, the sky and the earth change color, the tide is turbulent, endless.

Moreover, there is a trace of thunder and lightning power in this palm, thunder borrows the momentum of the waves, and the waves help the thunder power, and the power is shocking, far more comparable than the ordinary Eight Heavenly Martial Artists of the Destruction Realm.

And Yan Chuxue is steady, every sword can block the surging attack, standing as steady as a reef on the shore.

"The sword strength is condensed but not released, the mind holds Yuan Shouyi, Yan Chuxue's kendo is also a small success"

Le Qian naturally felt the fierceness of Yan Chuxue's sword, not only that, but her comprehension of the way of annihilation was also extremely good.

For a while, the battle between the two was extremely stalemate.

"Thunder Sea Angry Waves!"

Le Qian's body suddenly stretched vertically, with the power of the glorious heaven and earth, his body stood proudly above the sea, and there was a trace of thunder floating in the sky, which made the vitality in Yan Chuxue's body tremble a little.

With that, I saw that Le Qian's palm was stirring rapidly, and a huge black palm print seemed to slowly emerge from the sky, and in the next moment, a thunderous sound that made people's scalps tingle suddenly echoed throughout the redwood forest.

Suddenly, the redwood forest trembled violently like an earthquake, and even the vitality of this heaven and earth fled one after another, as if it could not withstand the suppression of this power of heaven and earth.

Lei Hao looked at Le Qian with a solemn brow, and then looked at the palm print with destructive power, as if the air was filled with the smell of burning.

Before this palm print fell, it made people feel a chilling feeling.

Yan Chuxue raised her eyebrows, and the silver-white sword in her hand stabbed at the surroundings with endless cold rays, like ice swords.

The temperature was constantly dropping, and all the life around it seemed to have been destroyed.

"Heaven destroys the cold snap!"

She let out a loud sigh, and the sword in her hand slammed into the palm print that fell from the sky.

Rumble!

It was like a 10,000-year-old glacier crashing into an endless sea of thunder, and an indescribably violent shock wave swept away.

The surrounding trees, gravel, everything was annihilated and turned into smithereens, and there was not a single grass growing within a radius of thirty zhang.

The rest of the people looked at this terrifying destructive power, all stunned and in disbelief.

Yan Chuxue felt a powerful impact, her heart seemed to be about to crack, her body rushed towards the back, and she couldn't help but close her eyes.

It's just that in the next moment, she suddenly felt a burst of warmth, she opened her eyes with difficulty, and saw the familiar face, it was him, and her heart couldn't help but settle down when she saw this, and then she felt that her eyelids were extremely heavy, and she closed them again.

The person who came was Wen Qingye, who came quickly, Wen Qingye put Yan Chuxue on the ground, and hurriedly looked at the Three Realms Gate in the distance, the Liuyun Sect and Mo Qing and the others.

And at this time, Le Qian gradually showed his figure, he saw Wen Qingye as if he had seen a ghost, and exclaimed, "You are not dead yet?"

Not only him, but also the five surviving Burial Heaven Sect members behind him were extremely surprised when they saw Wen Qingye.

What about the old man Shan Tong? Didn't he kill Wen Qingye?

Wen Qingye sneered, and said word by word: "Just because you rats want to kill me?"

When Le Qian heard Wen Qingye's words, he couldn't help but change his complexion, not because Wen Qingye's words made him angry, but because Wen Qingye survived, so it meant that Shan Tong was dead.

Shan Tong is a master of life and death!

The more Le Qian thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he subconsciously retreated to the rear, and then covered up with several surrounding members of the Burial Heaven Sect.

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