Judging from the condition of his body, Hou Fei was obviously forcibly improving his strength, and his blood-red eyes made him extremely hideous.

With the help of the secret method, Hou Fei's momentum rose all the way, and it didn't calm down until the peak of the Psychic Quadruple, but the aura on his body was extremely messy.

Hou Fei looked at Yang Qing with a gloomy gaze, "You forced me to do this, and you brought it on yourself, let's die." ”

The mania in his body was forcibly gathered by Hou Fei in the long sword in his hand, and the white sword body was suddenly blood-red after being instilled by Yuan Li, which was even more amazing than the momentum of the previous two swords, and above the sword body, there was a fire light beating in the shimmering, as if the high-temperature magma under the ground was flowing on the sword body.

"Skyfire Meteor Sword - Slash the Sun!"

The furious sword qi slashed out of Hou Fei's hand, and at the moment of slashing out, it was like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, and like a tiger descending from the mountain, it pounced on Yang Qing like a bamboo.

Yang Qing raised his eyebrows, looking a little surprised, "I didn't expect his Heavenly Fire Meteor Sword to have a third sword, in terms of momentum, this sword is far superior to the previous two swords, and its power has increased by at least five times." ”

Seeing that the manic sword qi was rushing towards him, Yang Qing's expression became thicker, since this is the case......

The sharp sword in Yang Qing's hand was still indifferent a second ago, but the moment Yang Qing's eyes cracked, the long sword seemed to be endowed with a soul, and it came to life in an instant.

The purple Yuan Force was like a flame burning in Yang Qing's hand, looking extremely charming.

And the next moment, Yang Qing moved, jumped forward, and slashed down with a sword in the air, "Qingyun Sword!"

This is Yang Qing's strongest blow at the moment, this sword brings together all of Yang Qing's Yuan power, and it is also his pinnacle sword.

The purple sword qi was like a dragon, and as Yang Qing's sword slashed out, a domineering momentum directly crushed the past, and with a roar, it crashed into Hou Fei's Heavenly Fire Meteor Sword.

"Roaring ......"

A blast made the ground tremble under his feet, and then a cloud of dust was raised, and then a human image of a kite with a broken string flew out of the dust and slammed into the stone wall behind him.

"Poof......

A breath of blood spurted out of Hou Fei's mouth, defeated......

Hou Fei never dreamed that he was defeated, and the defeat was so complete, he didn't hurt the other party at all from beginning to end, and even the 'Sun Slashing' that he cast after casting a secret method to forcibly improve his strength was also defeated by him with a sword.

He was so unwilling, why did things evolve like that, why could the Triple Spiritual Realm have such strength, and it could be completely comparable to the martial artists of the Five Heavens.

Moreover, when did the Holy Flame Sect have such a demon, I have never heard of it before.

Hou Fei also understands what he has to face for a loser, and he is still the enemy of the sect who has inherited a hundred years of grievances.

To be honest, Hou Fei didn't want to die, he didn't want to just fall here.

But no matter how unwilling he was, his body could no longer support him, and after forcibly improving his strength, he was counterattacked by the secret method, and now there was no trace of Yuan Force in his body, and Yang Qing's blow to the Qingyun Sword hit him hard, and a blood groove was cut in his chest, and now it can only sit and wait.

Yang Qing carried a sharp sword and walked towards Hou Fei step by step, since the other party had repeatedly had murderous intentions, there was no need to be merciful at this time, after all, it was always a scourge to keep it.

At this moment, a figure jumped down from the tree and stood in front of Hou Fei.

Yang Qing looked at Ma Kang, who was holding his chest with one hand, and said lightly: "Are you together?" Since this is the case, let's get together on the road, and the fellow brothers can take care of it." ”

Ma Kang looked back at the dying Hou Fei and said, "Senior Brother Hou Fei, I'll hold him back, you leave quickly." ”

Hou Fei glanced at Yang Qing, who had a gloomy expression, and then shook his head, because he had already recognized the facts, everything was in vain in front of Yang Qing, and no one could leave.

The cold light in Yang Qing's eyes flashed slightly, and he was about to make a move, but suddenly his divine sense suddenly trembled.

Danger! Mortal danger!

It's a death instinct that has been cultivated after thousands of years of war.

Yang Qing didn't hesitate at all, and directly ran the Shenxing step to the extreme, and his body shook and hid behind him.

"Move my Cloud Sword Sect disciple, die!" a deep voice came from the deep valley.

As soon as Yang Qing avoided it, a blue sword slashed across the air, if Yang Qing was a little sluggish just now, he would have to hate under this sword.

"It's really a ghost, defeating the little ones and the old ones, and the strength is stronger than the other. Watching the huge rock explode directly under the opponent's sword, I couldn't help but say in my stomach.

And judging from the power of this sword, the opponent's strength is at least above the eightfold level of the Psychic Realm, and it is even very likely to be a Heavenly Peerless Realm martial artist.

Whether it was the former or the latter, Yang Qing couldn't afford to provoke him, and after turning his head and glancing at the man who was rushing towards him, he stepped on the divine steps again, and quickly ran out of the valley.

Although it is somewhat regrettable that Hou Fei was spared in the end, Yang Qing is not worried that he will have the strength to retaliate against him, because there is a gap in front of Hou Fei that is difficult to cross now, let alone in the future, after all, Yang Qing and him are not on the same level.

In layman's terms, there are times when species can decide everything.

After chasing Yang Qing for a distance, the man from the Cloud Sword Sect saw that Yang Qing's steps were ethereal and strange, and the distance was getting farther and farther, so he simply gave up.

But Yang Qing did not relax his vigilance because the other party left, and only then did he stop after bypassing the two mountains, let out a long breath, washed his face in front of the spring under the stone crack, and then leaned against a stone wall.

"As soon as I entered the mountain, I was involved in this turmoil, which always gave people a sense of helplessness. Yang Qing glanced at the dusk on the horizon and sighed.

But what can be done in the face of the cruel reality, things are never decided, just like being taken back thousands of years ago by this yin-yang mirror on his chest and reborn in the nether realm.

After living for more than a thousand years, experiencing countless difficulties, and brushing shoulders with death again and again before he stepped into the position of the god king, in the end it was a bamboo basket that was empty, as if he had slept on the sack on the dock, and had a long dream, and now he woke up from the dream, and the foreman told him to get up and fight the sack.

Fortunately, Yang Qing also saw it, or it was exactly what he dreamed of from the beginning, since the moment Lin Shi died in his arms, he woke up completely, but it was too late.

With guilt, I lived for another hundred years, thinking that my life had come to an end, but I didn't expect to return to the past, the starting point of a thousand years ago.

In this life, I will turn the situation around, and don't wait for the real loss to cherish it like in the previous life.

sighed, pulled his mind back from the past, and said to himself: "It's getting dark, let's find a place to stay first." ”