"You all go out, don't stay here any longer, Sun Yang and Han Chong should also go out, it's too dangerous here!" Qiu Hong glanced at everyone on the ground and said.

"Yes!" Jun replied in a low voice as he put his hand on his chest.

"Come on!" Seeing that everyone had left the sword casting room, Qiu Hong shouted at Jian Feng: "No one will disturb you now, let's have a good fight!"

"As you wish!" Jian Feng also shouted, holding the blood sword, and rushed towards Qiu Hong.

"Brother Sun Yang, why did you end up here?" After coming out, Han Chong finally couldn't help it and asked him curiously.

"I came to the main city to run for the platform of life and death, and after some things, I got involved with the city lord's mansion. Sun Yang smiled and said casually.

"I see!" Han Chong nodded, although Sun Yang only said a word lightly, but Han Chong also understood that this matter was definitely not that simple.

"You're here this time because of one of your younger brothers?" asked Sun Yang tentatively.

"That's actually just an excuse, someone in my Han family was indeed killed by the Heavy Sword Gate, but it's not my younger brother, it's an ordinary family member, this time attacking the Heavy Sword Gate, it was my father's decision, I don't know why, I just came to practice. Han Chong said with a smile.

"Oh, that's right. Sun Yang nodded, he thought that it was really Han Chong's younger brother who was captured by the Heavy Sword Sect as an ordinary person and sacrificed blood to kill the sword.

"You say, can City Lord Qiu win?" Han Chong hesitated for a moment and asked.

"It should be able to win, no matter what, he has been advancing to the first-order battle soul realm for many years, far from being comparable to the kind of person who has just stepped into this realm like Jian Feng, if it wasn't for the excessive consumption in the formation before, it is estimated that Jian Feng would have been defeated a long time ago. Sun Yang thought for a moment and said.

"Boom!"

As soon as Sun Yang's words were finished, they only heard a bang from behind, and they felt that the ground under their feet seemed to shake, and everyone immediately turned around, only to see Qiu Hong and Jian Feng also fighting, and the entrance of the cave that entered the sword casting room had been completely collapsed.

"Is this the true strength of a battle soul powerhouse, with one blow, even the mountain peak will be blown off a head?" Sun Yang opened his mouth, feeling his throat a little astringent.

At the beginning, when he was in the sword-casting room, Qiu Hong was worried that the sword-casting room would collapse, so he didn't shoot with all his strength at all, but now that everyone came out of it, he didn't have so many scruples, and with all his strength, he actually caused so much destruction.

"No wonder I often hear people say that a real strong man can move mountains and reclaim the sea with a single move, it doesn't seem to be groundless!" Han Chong also looked amazed, full of yearning for that realm.

Qiu Hong and Jianfeng flew straight into the air, the two stood in the air, confronted each other, and then without saying a word, they shot directly, and the moves were ruthless, all of them went straight to each other's life, if one was not careful, I was afraid that the other party would take his life.

Qiu Hong didn't know what it was like in his heart, he hadn't made an all-out attack for so many years, and when he came to attack the Heavy Sword Gate today, he thought it would be like a bamboo, but he didn't expect that Jian Feng would also become a battle soul-level figure.

And Jian Feng felt even more angry, he spent so much money, most of the disciples of the Heavy Sword Sect were killed by him to achieve themselves, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't win Qiu Hong.

Although he had a blood sword in his hand, the war hammer in Qiu Hong's hand was also a high-level combat weapon, and with the blessing of Qiu Hong's own spiritual power, it could resist the infection of his blood sword's evil qi.

After fighting hundreds of moves again, the two of them retreated, a hundred meters away, guarding each other, gasping for breath, such a big battle, the consumption is too great.

"Come on, let's decide the outcome with one move!" After taking a breath for a while, Qiu Hong held the war hammer in his hand and pointed directly at the blade of the sword.

There is not much spiritual power in his body anymore, although he can absorb spiritual power while fighting, but the absorption and consumption are not proportional at all, and he can't support him to fight anymore.

Moreover, his physical strength is almost at the limit, such an unreserved battle, the consumption of physical strength is also very large, and there are still several wounds on his body, all of which are left by Jianfeng's blood sword.

"Good!" replied Jian Feng.

He was also almost at his limit, although his blood sword left a lot of wounds on Qiu Hong's body, but they were basically flesh wounds, and every time Qiu Hong's war hammer smashed on him, it would make his eyes black, causing him a lot of internal injuries.

Even a few bones of Jian Feng were smashed by Qiu Hong's war hammer, but he had been enduring it, and outsiders couldn't see it.

"Blood sword, blood kill, slash!"

"Hammer of the Battle Soul, Soul Suppression!"

The two of them urged all their spiritual power at the same time, poured the battle weapon in their hands, and then pointed at each other from afar, the blood sword in Jian Feng's hand shot out, and Qiu Hong held a war hammer against Jian Feng and hammered down to the void.

"Whew!"

The Blood Sword arrived first, stabbing into Qiu Hong's chest, and Qiu Hong's war hammer slammed down the moment the Blood Sword stabbed into his body.

"City Lord! City Lord!" Jun Xian and the other battle masters of the City Lord's Mansion saw Qiu Hong's body pierced by the blood sword, and he was also carried by the blood sword to fly some distance from the sky, and then fell.

The sword blade did not move, but some blood spilled from his mouth and nose, so it seems that although Qiu Hong's war hammer did not hit him, that kind of qi still hurt him.

"City Lord, are you okay?" Jun Xian took the lead in catching up with Qiu Hong and helped him to the ground.

"Hehe, it's no big deal. Qiu Hong smiled slightly, signaling Jun not to worry, but looking at his situation, he couldn't look like a person who was fine.

A long sword pierced through his chest, and Qiu Hong spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth from time to time, and his breath was extremely sluggish.

"It's over, it's over, run!"

"Young Master, let's go!" shouted the two battle masters of the Han family, Qiu Hong was seriously injured, and the sword blade was still standing in the air, and it seemed that there was no major problem, which made them have to be afraid.

"What's the panic!" Although Han Chong's age was not as old as those two battle masters, his mind was not fragile: "If Jian Feng is really fine, can he let us stand here without killing us?"

"This ......" A warrior of the Han family thought about it, it seems that this is really the case, it seems that Jian Feng is not feeling well now.

"I'm not reconciled!" Jian Feng said in a low voice as he looked at his hands.

"I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled!" Jian Feng suddenly roared loudly as if he was crazy, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body fell straight to the ground, without moving.

"Dead?" one of the Han family's war advisors couldn't believe it.

"Ahem!" Qiu Hong coughed up a mouthful of blood again: "Let's go, there's nothing to see here." ”

(To be continued...... ）