"Let's fight!"

Qin Yu had been longing for this battle for a long time, and he couldn't help but let out a low roar, and his battle intent climbed to the peak.

Under everyone's gaze, Qin Yu, who had completed the medicinal transformation of the Phantom Flame Demon Wolf form, was like an angry demon beast, his body full of Heavenly Demon Qi and the aura of all things rushed out extremely quickly, and a series of fiery demonic qi phantoms dragged out behind him.

Murong Qingtian stared at the demon-like figure that rushed in, the exercises he cultivated belonged to the wind attribute, and the mysteries of the laws he comprehended were also wind-based, so speed and body method were what he was best at.

When Qin Yu was within a hundred meters or so of him, Murong Qingtian finally moved, and he was light in the air, not far away from the wings that condensed behind him, his body was like a fallen leaf in the wind, fluttering and flickering, and in an instant, he staggered with Qin Yu who rushed over.

The moment the two voices staggered, the long sword in Murong Qingzhong's hand slashed out horizontally, and with the help of the impact of his body, countless small wind-shaped blades slashed towards Qin Yu overwhelmingly.

Among the countless tiny wind-shaped blades, each one contained a fierce sword intent and a powerful wind system mystical power, appearing in all directions of Qin Yu as if it had jumped into the void in an instant.

Qin Yu's fiery impact figure suddenly stopped, and the guns like fire pythons intertwined with the movements of his hands.

Keng~K~!铛~铛!~~

The wind-shaped sword blade that attacked from all sides, under the swing of the fire dragon marksmanship, was even offset and dissipated without even touching Qin Yu's clothes.

After defeating the wind-shaped sword blade, Qin Yu's eyes glanced at the staggered figure of Murong Qingtian, and waved his hands and arms again, and the fire dragon spear brought a fierce wave of ghostly flames, and unleashed a back-stabbing stab at the staggered figure behind him.

The ghostly flames and spears rolled up by Napu blew all the robes on the two of them to tremble.

Feeling the spear that contained the burning mystery, Murong Qingtian frowned slightly, obviously slightly surprised by Qin Yu's keen combat adaptability.

At such an age, with such experienced combat experience, what kind of environment did Qin Yu grow up in?

Although Murong Qingtian was slightly surprised, his body movements did not stagnate for half a minute, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out.

The long sword that emitted a pale cyan spiritual treasure light cut a cyan fox shadow in the void air, and the sharpness gradually seemed to penetrate the air barrier.

With a crisp sound, all the ghostly flame waves of the spears collapsed, and the tip of the sword pointed straight at the tip of the fire dragon spear.

When the two touched, the fire dragon spear contained a strong force, making the sword god of the long sword pressed into an arc like a long bow full of bowstrings, as if it could be broken by the fierce and domineering power of the fire dragon spear at any time.

This first confrontation between the two was completed in an instant like a calcium carbide spark.

Those members of the Murong family below only felt the surging fire waves of the chaotic sword light in front of them, and they couldn't see the details of the battle between the two at all.

By the time these Murong family members saw the two figures clearly, the two of them had already maintained a freeze to the picture of the sword being bent by the spear.

This made the faces of the Murong family members below all look surprised.

The sword body in Murong Qingtian's hand that had been poured into the demigod yuan force was enough to withstand an extremely large amount of gravity, and at this moment, it was bent to such an exaggerated extent, which showed how terrifying the power of the fire dragon spear was.

However, such a short frozen battle scene did not last long, and when he saw that the long sword was about to be broken, Murong stomped on the soles of his feet in the void the day after tomorrow, and the blue blindness on the long sword skyrocketed.

The sudden surge of power flicked the fire dragon spear away with a bang, and with the help of the huge rebound force of the two, the two figures separated extremely quickly.

Murong Qingtian's figure stood in mid-air, his face was full of solemnity, and the long sword in his hand suddenly trembled rapidly.

The long sword that shook violently was fanned out in front of Murong Qingtian's body, and where the long sword swung, it would condense into a sword-shaped fan shadow like a substance out of thin air.

At the same time, a terrifying heaven and earth power that seemed to be able to tear apart everything in the world rose with the slight swing of the long sword.

"Wind Spirit Fan Shadow Sword!? This is his famous swordsmanship. ”

"Qingtian has already cultivated this earth-level high-grade sword technique to perfection, and it can differentiate into five fan-shaped sword shadows, and it has also used the Tearing Mystery. ”

"Tearing the Mystery? Isn't it because he has been able to break through to the Demigod Realm because he has brought the Torn Mysteries to the level of true meaning? This is his strongest killing Mystery!"

"The battle has just begun, and it is almost over. It seems that Qingtian doesn't want to drag out this battle, and wants to defeat Qin Yu in one fell swoop. ”

As Murong Qingtian continued to swing his long sword, several Murong Family demigods not far away couldn't help but whisper.

They are the same demigods of the Murong family, and they are extremely familiar with their respective methods and strengths.

From the beginning of Murong Qingtian's unleashing of the Wind Spirit Fan Shadow Sword, they already knew that Murong Qingtian was ready to perform the strongest blow and end the battle.

Everyone was expecting, expecting Murong Qingtian to shoot Qin Yu out of the air in one fell swoop.

In that overwhelming tearing power, no one thought that Qin Yu would be able to withstand this blow.

"Qin Yu, can he strike this blow?"

"Do we want to organize this battle immediately, if Qin Yu dies under this sword......

The expressions of Luo Qing, Elder Baimei, and Elder Xuanji couldn't help but become solemn.

Murong Zhen and the other six demigods knew Murong Qingtian's strength, but they didn't know Qin Yu's true combat power.

Feeling the tearing power that swept in the air, Lin Yuetian, Luo Tian, and Yang Yuerui couldn't help but clench their fists, looking at Qin Yu's figure in the sky nervously.

Qin Yu squinted his eyes at the movement trajectory of Murong Qingtian's long sword, relying on the soul power perception of the six-star soul pattern array master, he could sense the powerful power emanating from the long sword.

Although, this was just a starting move, the killing move of the Wind Spirit Fan Shadow Sword was not really completed, and the power that tore through the Ao Yi as if tearing apart the ground was only condensed on the long sword, and it did not roll towards him, just the aftermath of that power made him feel like he was about to be torn apart.

"It is worthy of the mystery of the Great Perfection of the True Intention Level, and this kind of power is not at all comparable to the level of 'power'. ”

Between the words, Qin Yu held the fire dragon spear tightly in his palm, and the flame wings slapped behind him, and in the midst of that beating, countless fires exploded out of thin air.

The Flame Yuan Force was burning, boiling, and the violent and wanton energy during the period continued to climb towards the peak.

Qin Yu's figure also rushed towards Murong Qingtian at this moment, and the speed was so fast that it was impossible to see clearly with the naked eye.