His words were not spoken, so Luo Tianxian did not hear them.

"The night of this heaven and earth is coming, and the endless earth will fall into darkness, this catastrophe is the greatest catastrophe in the history of eternity, if it cannot be broken, all souls will be destroyed!"

Luo Tianxian sighed, his good-looking cheeks full of gloom and sorrow: "Child, no matter what happens, you must believe your father!"

Although Qin Yu didn't put what he thought in his heart into words, Luo Tianxian was faintly aware of some of Qin Yu's emotions towards the Demon Emperor.

"Hmm!" Qin Yu nodded, he didn't accept his mother's words, but he wouldn't make an explicit rebuttal to his mother.

The matter of Blood Spirit Island made him have an extremely bad impression of the Demon Emperor, and he couldn't figure out why his father would want to kill him.

"This Bai Chonglou is the last person your father saw when he left the demon clan, why he left the demon clan all these years, no one knows except this person, so we must rescue him!

Luo Tianxian's words were categorical.

"After so many years, people will become, not to mention a big demon! Mother, there really won't be a problem?" Qin Yuxin was still a little worried, afraid that they would help the abuse.

The crowd, Qin Yu and the others only communicated with their spirits, and outsiders didn't know about it at all, so naturally they didn't pay too much attention to them, just as they were a group of people joining in the fun.

Bai Chonglou in front of the Baifu Gate frowned slightly, his face was full of solemnity, and he slowly raised the Nine Dragons Knife, and the young man in front of him surprised him and was a little surprised.

"Now that you have obtained that creation, then let me see today what the inheritance of the sword mound is!" The words fell, Bai Chonglou's footsteps stepped on the ground suddenly, and the bluestone ground slab bounced directly off the ground, like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and the weather was magnificent.

At the same time that the foot board stepped on the floor and caused an astonishing atmosphere, Bai Chonglou's body rose directly into the air, and the Nine Dragons Knife in his hand emitted a dazzling white light, slashing towards Jia Qing.

Jia Qing, who was flying in the air like a harrier, now had a withered tree behind him, and there was constantly sword qi rushing out, gathering into the ancient sword in his hand, and the ancient sword slashed through the void, making the silence of the void resist and fill, so that the hearts of the distant spectators were born with the meaning of twilight.

Seventy-two style sword tricks, mysterious and unpredictable, Jia Qing's attack antelope hung horns, after he slashed out horizontally with the long sword in his hand, he turned to the sky, and from the bottom towards Bai Chonglou, who was slashed under the Nine Dragons Knife of the Heavenly Dome.

The tip of the ancient sword was sharpened against the tip of the sword, forming a line, and the two of them were frozen together one by one.

Streams of energy fluctuations visible to the naked eye continued to surge out from between the two sword tips, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, rippling in bursts.

"A sword is life and death, and it is impermanent!"

"One sword slashes the demon and comes back to life!"

"It's even better to move mountains with a broken sword!"

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Every time he stabbed out a sword, Jia Qingkou would sound a mysterious and inexplicable sword warp, and the spectators not far away watched the battle in front of Baifu, and they were already stunned on the spot.

At first, most of them were not optimistic about Jia Qing, but now that Jia Qing has shown combat power, these spectators who are not optimistic about Jia Qing have already shaken their previous thoughts.

"Maybe Jia Qing can really take revenge today!" whispered to the crowd, most of them had been involved in that farcical gamble before.

Now they have a true heart for the battle in front of the White Mansion.

The outcome of the battle between Jia Qing and Bai Chonglou will ultimately determine whether their bet is won or lost.

"Let's look at it first, how long has it been now, don't forget that Bai Chonglou stepped into the peak realm of the demon king fifteen years ago, and his progress over the years is slow, and it is not something that he can do as a new demon king!" Although some people's hearts are a little shaken, most people still believe in Bai Chonglou's strength.

This has nothing to do with how much they bet on the two of them, but the weight of Bai Chonglou in their minds over the years, a veteran demon king in their opinion, except for the demon emperor, is not at all something that some new demon kings can tease.

The ancient sword stabbed out, and one after another sword wires were cut open, dancing in the air like silk threads, constantly looking for the flaws in Bai Chonglou.

In the battle between the two, Bai Chonglou also showed that he belonged to the quality of the old demon king, although there was some stagnation between the responses, but there was no sign of injury for a while.

The broadsword in his hand seemed to seal a series of real dragons, and as he swung and slashed, the dragons groaned endlessly, making people's hearts sway.

"Kill!" Jia Qing's attack became more and more fierce, and Bai Chonglou, who could have been able to deal with it, was finally forced to fall into the lower peak by Jia Qing, and his arm was slashed out with a deep wound that could be seen to the bone.

A deep wound was cut out of his arm, and Bai Chonglou's body quickly retreated, opening up a distance from Jia Qing and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

With the previous sword, the sword intent had already invaded his internal organs.

"He gave birth to a good son!" Bai Chonglou looked at Jia Qing not far away, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Come on, my life is here, let you take it!"

The big knife slashed out horizontally, and Bai Chonglou was like a boulder thrown by a stone-throwing car, directly smashing into Jia Qing.

Facing Bai Chonglou's arrival, Jia Qing was not afraid, revealing his mouth full of silver teeth, raised his hand and shook out a sword flower, and greeted Bai Chonglou.

The sound of weapons clashing continued to sound, and the sword qi and swords that escaped from the two were scattered among the houses in all directions, directly tearing and destroying the nearby houses.

Now that their battle was no longer deliberately controlled, it was just that in an instant, the street where the White Mansion was located had become a devastated place.

The spectators not far away, under the destructive power of the two, have already distanced themselves from each other, and it is not for nothing that the gods fight and affect the pond fish.

In the demon clan, such things can be described as common, so when they face such a situation, they are already familiar with it.

The crowd, Qin Yu, Luo Tianxian, Wang Xiaoyu and Chen Daonan were still just spectators, and they had no intention of helping.

"More than 100 people in my Baifu have all died under your knife, you deserve to die!" With the continuous fighting, Jia Qingxin's hatred and killing intent have been urged to the extreme.

At the moment, his mind was already covered with hatred, faint and silent, no longer clear, just an ignorant and unconscious killing machine.

If you don't kill Bai Chonglou, you vow not to give up!

"This son has a lot of murderous intentions, if he can practice the killing knife, he will definitely be able to become a saint!" Wang Xiaoyu, who was standing next to Qin Yu, nodded, his eyes full of appreciation and cherishment.

After his voice fell, Chen Daonan also nodded: "Yes, now that the night is approaching, it can be regarded as a blessing for all souls to be able to appear on the land!"

"The two of them are almost done, let's shoot, boy!" While Qin Yu was still silently watching the battle, Chen Daonan's voice sounded in Qin Yu's ears.

"Then you take care of my mother!" Nodding, Qin Yu turned into a flying fly and walked towards the field.

At this time, the street where the White Mansion was located was empty, the sky was beaten into chaos, and the spectators all looked at the battlefield in awe one by one, and no one dared to approach.

But at this time, the young man in a green shirt actually fell into the battlefield, and at the same time that the spectators were surprised, the young man in the green shirt actually waved his hand to block the two people who were fighting.

"Who are you, dare to mind my business!" Jia Qing's heart was no longer clear at the moment, and Qin Yu's appearance stimulated him to make more and more ruthless moves.

Facing Qin Yu, the sword in his hand slashed down with a sword, and went straight to Qin Yu's throat, which was very tricky.

Facing Jia Qing's sword, Qin Yu just raised his hand and stretched out two fingers, and then pinched the sword that Jia Qing stabbed: "Stop!"

The moment he pinched the long sword in Jia Qing's hand, Qin Yu's tongue bloomed with spring thunder.

When Qin Yu appeared in the field, Bai Chonglou had already put away his knife and stood up, although he had killed Jiafu Manmen, but he had not done anything to kill people casually in Qingluan County all these years.

On the contrary, after that incident, Bai Chonglou has never killed anyone.

"Are you his helper?" Okay, since that's the case, then you're welcome!" The long sword in his hand was pinched by Qin Yu, Jia Qing's heart boiled with anger, and the demon yuan in his body was gushing endlessly, like a great river, pouring his brain into the ancient sword in his hand.

The ancient sword that was pinched by Qin Yu, under the abundant demon yuan, exuded a dazzling light, as if he was holding a sun wheel in his hand, dazzling.

"The Withered Sword Finale!"

At this moment, Jia Qing Shi displayed the last sword of the seventy-two potentials of the withered sword, and at this moment, the withering meaning of his body actually gave birth to a burst of vitality.

Get a new lease on life.

This sword is the most powerful sword of the seventy-two sword techniques, and the laws of heaven and earth that this sword comes out of the void are hooked, and in just a moment, the Qingluan Junkong is shrouded in pieces of mysterious golden lines.

The ancient sword that was pinched by Qin Yu was originally immobile under the suppression of Qin Yu's True Yuan, but at this moment, under the opponent's sword technique, his fingers had to leave the ancient sword.

"This person's inheritance is very large!"

Now Qin Yu has gone extremely far in the Heaven Breaking Realm, and he is only one step away from the imperial level, and in such a situation, he can fight even if he faces the existence of the imperial level.

In the same realm, he can be said to be the first person below the imperial level.

In such a situation, it is said that no one under the imperial level can make a move in his hand, but Jia Qing forced him to retreat.

The other party was just a demon ten years ago, and in ten years, he became a demon king, and he can still fight with himself.

If the other party is not extremely talented, then it can only be that the other party's inheritance is too good.

The body took a step back, Qin Yu's five fingers opened, and the Divine Spear appeared in his palm, and the thunder of the Divine Spear flickered between twists, and a faint crimson light reflected up, turning this place into a red one.