A huge word 'broken' pressed towards the tall and thin old man like a small mountain.

"Hmph! ”

Faced with this move, the old man snorted coldly, his palm swam, and he hit the layers of clouds with one palm, and the heaven and earth vitality converged into a blue-green palm print.

"Sixfold Heaven"

One palm came out, he didn't take his hand, and then the other palm struck out again, one after another, six palms were punched out in one breath, and the palm momentum was like a huge wave, endless, and each palm hit its power was a little more powerful than the previous palm.

One after another, palm prints flew out, merging continuously, turning into a huge palm like an entity, falling from the sky, and pressing towards the word 'broken' condensed by the clouds.

In an instant, the palm print collided with the cloud qi, and at the moment of contact, the originally thick cloud condensation was directly dispersed as if it were destroyed.

The huge palm print shattered the cloud with a blow, and then the castration continued unabated, and it pressed directly towards the two people on the stone bridge.

Zhao Qinhe looked at the huge palm print that completely covered the sky, and couldn't help but feel a trace of being suppressed by heaven and earth, so powerless and helpless.

For the first time, he felt his weakness, and he clearly held a long sword in his hand, but it didn't give him the slightest sense of security.

This is an inexhaustible sense, at this moment Zhao Qinhe seems to be challenging the world alone, his own momentum is constantly weakening, he does not dare to move, and it seems that he can move his whole body.

The clash of qi and machine, the battle of hearts, the great power of heaven and earth, all belong to me. Zhao Qinhe had a deeper understanding of these words at this moment.

Is it just a half-step Qiankun already has such power? If it is the real Qiankun realm or a higher level, what kind of scenery will it be!

At this moment, he smiled, and Zhao Qinhe, who was originally shocked by the palm print that covered the sky, did not dare to move.

I have a share of that scenery!

Zhao Qinhe suddenly laughed, and then he raised his sword and went against the trend, a bright red blood light shone on the tip of his sword, and then the blood light spread instantly, and the clear light that originally emanated from his body was replaced by a strong bright red in the blink of an eye.

"I didn't want to use this trick in the first place, but now it seems that there is no point in hiding it anymore. ”

"Beacon Red Dust Road"

One of the sword moves of the Red Dust Sword Technique was unleashed in his hand, and a blood-red sword light rose from his body, stirring up the clouds in the sky.

Zhao Qinhe's body merged with the sword, and the whole person turned into a huge sword light and slashed towards the palm print that covered the sky.

A sword slashed out, and the huge palm print failed to make the slightest block to the sword light, and it was instantly cut through, and the sword light cut through the palm print's attack, slashing towards the tall and thin old man.

In the face of this sword light, the tall and thin old man didn't dare to hold it up, he stretched out his right palm, and a touch of emerald green appeared in the palm of his palm, and then the whole palm was like jade, exuding a jade-like luster.

"White Jade Palm, Green Dragon in the Sleeve"

His palm suddenly shrank into his sleeve, and then struck out again, and a green dragon phantom flew out from between his sleeves and along his palm, circling and roaring in mid-air, and then rushed towards the sword light that Zhao Qinhe had transformed.

The phantom of the green dragon came to life, the huge dragon power covered the river, and a dragon roar raised a monstrous wave, carrying the power of the huge wave, and it tore towards the blood-red sword light.

The blue light and blood red, the dragon shadow and sword light, the two phases are intertwined, emitting a huge vibration.

Dead !!

An angry shout came from the intertwined brilliance, Zhao Qinhe rushed out of the light cluster with a long sword in his hand, his long sword swung out against the wind, and a clear cold light went straight to the throat of the tall and thin old man.

As soon as the sword qi rose, the tall and thin old man was slightly stagnant in mid-air, his face was disdainful, his body retreated a few feet, and the palm technique in his hand changed, faintly sealing all the directions that Zhao Qinhe would be able to attack.

Faced with this scene, Zhao Qinhe's wrist flicked, the long sword provoked, the sword move changed sharply, and the meaning of swinging willows with the wind in the sword move suddenly rose, and stabbed out along the tip of his palm sword.

The long sword just changed, and the other party took the lead again, with a mistake in both palms, fierce and feminine, swirling, and crooked the long sword.

In the face of the tall and thin old man's seemingly endless changes, Zhao Qinhe's 'Seven Seven Forty-Nine Hand Wind Dancing Willow Sword' Although the sword moves also claim to be ever-changing, but after all, when the sword is exhausted, plus he can't borrow his strength at all when he is in mid-air, now he is just stagnant in the air in front of his breath, and he can't compare to the tall and thin old man who can temporarily resist the wind, he has to take a deep breath, the long sword whirls, and slashes out crookedly, not seeking change, only seeking to hurt the enemy.

With a ping-pong sound, Zhao Qinhe's long sword finally touched the palm of the other party, first masculine and violent, and then feminine, rubbing and pulling, as if to pull Zhao Qinhe over, making him so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood.

Then the tall and thin old man, his right palm probed vertically, and circled and circled the qi ring was punched out, "set" towards the tip of Zhao Qinhe's sword.

As soon as the tip of the sword was trapped, Zhao Qinhe felt that the long sword in his hand seemed to be deep into the mire, and it was difficult to swing it.

"The sword you just now is good, you already have a preliminary artistic conception, it should be a swordsmanship at the level of the Qiankun Realm, it's a pity that your cultivation is too low, otherwise it may really hurt me, but if you can force me to use that move, you are also commendable." ”

The tall and thin old man grabbed Zhao Qinhe's sword with one hand and said in a loud voice.

Although it was appreciation, Zhao Qinhe could feel a strong irony from his words.

Before Zhao Qinhe could reply, the tall and thin old man struck out with his left palm, which was directly imprinted on Zhao Qinhe's chest.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Zhao Qinhe's chest was stuffy, and his chest seemed to be directly hit by a mad cow, and the whole person was instantly knocked out.

Zhao Qinhe was blown away by that palm, and flew out directly towards the river, Zhao Qinhe looked at himself getting closer and closer to the lake, and wanted to lift and turn around to stabilize his figure, but as soon as he moved, a sharp pain came from his chest, and his limbs were numb, making his body lose control instantly.

His body shook a little, and then he fell stiffly towards the river.

Just as he was about to submerge into the water, a white line shot from his side, wrapped around it, and then with a pull, he flew up from the water again and landed back on the stone bridge.

"It's okay. ”

Bai Ruyu's voice came, Zhao Qinhe stood on the stone bridge, the stiffness of his body had not been eliminated, his steps staggered for a while, and the whole person leaned on the bridge railing of the stone bridge, which could be stabilized.

"Can't die!"

Although Zhao Qinhe's situation was very bad, he still said stiffly.

As soon as he spoke, a breath of hot air gushed out from the dantian in his chest, and the strong smell of blood continued to stimulate his taste buds, and his face suddenly turned white, but for the sake of face, he swallowed the blood again.

"Damn, if it weren't for Yi Jinjing's own body refining ability, that palm just now would have been enough to beat me to pieces. ”

Zhao Qinhe noticed the condition of his body, and looked at the tall and thin old man with resentment in his eyes.