"How is that possible?"

"Zhao Qingshui was defeated?"

"That's the master of the Four Heavens of the True Martial Realm, the top powerhouse second only to Zhao Qinghuo, Yulan Shouqing and Wang Yizhou, and he can't even stop Jiang Chen's sword?"

Looking at Zhao Qingshui, who fell to the ground, everyone showed a look of horror and exclaimed.

Even Zhao Qinghuo was frowning, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes: "This kid is so strong......?" Nine times out of ten, Kun'er was killed by him. ”

If Zhao Qiankun's strength broke out in an all-round way, it would be comparable to the powerhouse of the Five Heavens of the True Martial Realm.

In addition, in the Heavenly Demon Ancient Domain, the most powerful demon beast was the Dragon Horn Demon Jiao that Zhao Qinghuo left in it back then, and it was naturally impossible for it to kill Zhao Qiankun. In this way, Jiang Chen, who can defeat Zhao Qingshui, is naturally the most suspicious.

"Hmph, no matter how strong your talent is, you are only a True Martial Realm Triple Heaven, and you are definitely not the opponent of this seat. Today, I must cut off your head and bury my son!" Zhao Qinghuo clenched his fists, revealing a gloomy look.

Boom –

The dust was flying, and the ground was bursting.

Zhao Qingshui stood up with a carp and rushed out of the dirt pit, unkempt, his face was full of gloom and horror, and stared at Jiang Chen: "Boy, you have completely angered me." ”

"The anger of the ants, how can it turn the sky upside down?" Jiang Chen said lightly.

"Ant, you say I'm an ant?"

Zhao Qingshui's face turned pale, and he roared angrily, "Today, either you die or die!"

Rumble!

A terrifying sound surged, the surging true yuan light rushed out of his body, and the fluctuation of the martial soul was even more rapid, and it was Zhao Qingshui who released his martial soul and urged the martial soul talent.

Ang –

A loud roar shook the sky.

A blue figure was suspended behind Zhao Qingshui, and it was a highly poisonous forest snake with a turquoise blue body!

The highly poisonous forest snake martial soul held its head high, and Zhao Qingshui's face showed a hideous and resentful color, and the true yuan urged the martial soul. The head of the poisonous forest snake raised high and opened its mouth suddenly, spewing out a cloud of turquoise poisonous mist, which filled a radius of dozens of feet, and all the plants and trees in its path were rotten, and the rocks were corrupted, turning into a pile of black smoke and black water.

"This is Zhao Qingshui's natural supernatural power, which is corrosive and poisonous, even a true martial arts realm master would not dare to touch ......"

"Jiang Chen be careful, don't touch these poisonous mist. ”

"Damn, in the poisonous fog, Zhao Qingshui is already invincible......"

Everyone's faces changed.

Si Xiaosheng and Yulan Tianpeng reminded them even more, looking worried.

"Boy, you know you're scared now, right? They were right, standing in the midst of the corrosive mist, I was already invincible. Today, this is your burial place, quack quack......" Zhao Qingshui said with a smug face, and streams of turquoise poisonous mist surrounded his body.

His body cannot be touched.

For the general True Martial Realm, Zhao Qingshui's establishment is invincible.

However......

Jiang Chen just pursed his lips and said lightly: "Vulnerable!"

"What?"

Zhao Qingshui's face changed suddenly, blue and red, and he was furious, "Good boy, you have to be hard when you die, give me death!"

Thundered!

Zhao Qingshui swooped in with a meteor in stride, and everywhere he passed, everything was corroded. The onlookers fled one after another, as if they were hiding from the plague, and did not dare to touch it!

Jiang Chen's eyes were cold, and he flicked his sword and roared: "Wind fluctuations!"

Hmmm-

The sword light danced wildly, and the silver sword light was displayed in front of him, like a silver peacock holding its head high, unfolding the peacock screen behind it.

The silver sword aura of the peacock opening screen is like a shuttle!

Rush forward in a frenzy!

Whoa......

Layers of sword qi storms were stacked one after another, setting off a violent wind, and wherever they passed, those turquoise poisonous mist were directly blown away. Under the guidance of Jiang Chen's sword qi, these poisonous mist all rushed towards the phalanx of the masters of the Qinghuo Gang, frightening the group of fierce gods of the Qinghuo Gang, who screamed again and again, and scattered to escape.

"Holy, my legs...... It's corroded......"

"I don't want to die......"

Some of the Qinghuo Gang powerhouses who were a little slower to escape were directly contaminated by the corrosive poisonous mist and corrupted into a pile of blood.

Screams, exclamations, and roars were incessant.

There are hundreds of Qinghuo Gang masters involved in such a wave of fighting.

Zhao Qingshui looked incredulous: "How, how can this be?"

"I said, you're vulnerable!" Jiang Chen said lightly.

Forthwith......

The figure flashed out, a sword crossed the sky and the stars were cold, the sword came out in an instant, and the sword passed without a trace, which was the last style of "Aurora Sword Technique" - the sword of an instant!

Swish!

Jiang Chen and Zhao Qingshui passed by.

Zhao Qingshui's face turned pale suddenly, his body trembled violently, and he tried to walk forward. The left leg stepped forward, the body was crooked, and the knee was cut off directly from the knee. His right leg also slipped to the ground, and he was cut off by a sword from his knee.

Puff ......

The whole body slammed on the ground, not that he didn't support the ground with his hands, but that his hands were also cut off by Jiang Chen's shoulders at the moment when he passed by just now.

Zhao Qingshui, whose limbs were broken, was like a human stick, lying in a pool of blood, wailing in pain: "My hands and feet...... Help me...... Big brother, help......"

"Noise!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

Like the call of death, Zhao Qingshui was frightened and fell into despair, only to see a sword light pass in front of him and cut into his left cheek. Directly cut off the tongue, and broke out of the right cheek. Such a sword not only cut off his tongue, but also dropped his entire jaw to the side.

Blood gushed like a fountain, 'gurgling' bubbling out.

Zhao Qingshui's face was like ashes, and his desperate eyes looked at the young man who was walking with a sword, and let out a "woo woo" cry, his eyes were full of despair and pleading.

"You abolish my Uncle Lu's limbs, I will cut off your hands and feet, you cut off his tongue, I will abolish your tongue, you gouge out Uncle Lu's eyes, I won't be as vicious as you, I will keep your eyes, let you see with your own eyes what it means to be Ling Chi die!" Every time Jiang Chen took a step, the sword in his hand was to cut off a piece of flesh on Zhao Qingshui's body.

A sword ......

Two Swords......

Three Swords......

Each sword is extremely accurate, cutting off a piece of flesh the size of a palm, and perfectly avoiding the vital point, making his life worse than death!

I watched my flesh being cut off piece by piece.

Zhao Qingshui's eyes widened, at this moment, he would rather be blind himself, if he could, he would rather be blind himself. It's a pity that he can't do it, he can't even bite his tongue and kill himself, he can only watch as the pieces of flesh and blood on his body are cut off, revealing his white bones.

Watch death approach.

It wasn't until after the two hundred and sixty-seventh swords that Zhao Qingshui finally couldn't bear it, rolled his eyes, and died of pain.

This moment......

In the Heavenly Demon Canyon, everyone felt as if they were in the middle of ice and snow, and it was bone-chilling......