"The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke."

Wisps of sword qi evaporated from the Remnant Yang Weeping Blood Sword and drifted into the air, forming a blue-blue cloud of sword qi.

The pure yang demon-breaking light of Zhige Flow was reduced and deflected by the sword qi cloud and smoke layer by layer, and finally hit Ye Qing's body, bringing a stinging pain, causing Ye Qing to take a few steps back.

The sun was broken, Qiao Rulai took back the sword seal, turned around on the spot, and irradiated the sword formation with the sword mark, urging the countless sword qi in the large array to shoot towards Ye Qing.

For a while, it seemed that hundreds of demon masters who were enough to hurt Ye Qing joined forces to besiege him.

Ye Qing's hand spread out the remnant sun, and the body used the sword to the limit, and the sword and body almost disappeared into the wind. But in the face of the sword qi that may be attacked from any direction and in any way. There are still some clumsy left-and-right branches, leaving wounds on his body.

After the injury, Ye Qing's body, which had been nourished so far, began to wriggle on its own, ready to heal.

But above the wound, there was a strange energy remaining, preventing Ye Qing's body from recovering on its own by relying on self-healing power, and it was still constantly eating away at Ye Qing's physical strength and true qi.

With a muffled snort, Ye Qing's body ran with Purple Xinghe True Qi, constantly washing away the baptism wound.

In a short time, all the xenomorph energy in the wound had been expelled. Then he used the blood firmament to cooperate with the true qi of Tukunlun to carry the qi and blood, and in a blink of an eye, he had recovered as before, and the wounds on his body were completely healed.

Coming and not being rude, he was pressed and beaten for a long time by the Zhige Flow, Ye Qing jumped up, Feng Xuan resisted the wind in mid-air, and was full of True Yuan, and the remnant sun in his hand stirred up a bright river of sword qi.

"The flying stream went straight down to 3,000 feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way fell for nine days."

The Milky Way hung upside down, and the long river of blue sword qi poured down from the air of more than ten zhang, mighty, freezing everything along the way. Although the sword qi of Zhige was intercepted by thousands of brushes, it was still pushed back by the long river of sword qi.

The long river of sword qi approached, Qiao Rulai pinched the magic decision with both hands at the same time to mobilize the formation, and then held the hilt of the ink madness sword with both hands at the same time and inserted it into the ground, and the peacock opened the screen in front of him to unfold several layers of barrier composed of sword qi one after another.

"Stop the Flow, the Sun Dies."

The blue sword qi slammed into the barrier formed by the sword qi of the Zhige Flow, and a shocking sound erupted, leaving deep marks on the ground with the scattered sword qi. It's like a flood hitting a levee, and both sides are not giving in to each other, and it depends on whether the levee can't withstand the impact of the flood and collapses, or whether the flood has no stamina and eventually subsides.

After all, there is still a sword formation to bless Qiao Rulai for a little longer. As soon as the long river of sword qi subsided, Qiao Rulai immediately slapped the sword seal of Zhige into the hilt of the ink madness.

With Qiao Rulai's movements, the ink madness turned the tip of the sword to aim at Ye Qing, and several ink madness phantoms surrounded, faintly revealing dozens of different voices, but they had a common oath, which was the mission of the Mo family masters of the past dynasties - to destroy demons!

"Stop the Flow: Heavenly Oath!"

Make a great wish to cross the world, inherit it with blood forbidden, and move forward without moving forward. The move of the Heavenly Oath, just like the Mohist dynasty, has been waiting for thousands of years for an unknowable threat, just to bloom with dazzling brilliance at this moment. Qiao Rulai held the ink mania upside down and plunged into the ground, the phantom merged into the ink mania, and the sword of the heavenly oath shot out.

Holding his palms up and down in front of his chest, Ye Qing operated the two postures of dark chaos, and the dark true qi was densely spread in front of him, as if opening a spatial crack, and the spreading crack firmly blocked the sword of the Heavenly Oath in his chest.

Seeing this, Qiao Rulai's hand changed, and a sword qi composed of the sword of the Heavenly Oath once again emerged from the sword formation, killing towards Ye Qing.

Changed to a single palm to maintain the unloading of the two instruments, Ye Qing constantly changed his body shape to dodge, and the remnant sun pointed out the sword qi, guarding it tightly.

It's just that the xenomorphic energy of Zhige Flow accumulates in the body again and again with the collision again and again. The true qi in his body stagnated, and Ye Qing was finally pierced by several sword qis, and several strands of blood appeared on his body.

Seeing that Ye Qing's defensive position was broken, Qiao Rulai put away the law decision, and pointed at the ink mania, and the ink maniac immediately jumped out of the ground on his own, flying away like a spiritual meteor, and stabbed straight towards Ye Qing's wide open middle door. Qiao Rulai followed closely behind the ink maniac, pushed the hilt of the sword and said, "Suffer death!" ”

"How so!"

The unstoppable ink madness was firmly grasped by Ye Qing on the blade of the sword, and the tip of the sword pierced his chest by two points, but it was difficult to advance an inch. Qiao Rulai thought about many results, but this situation was still beyond Qiao Rulai's expectations.

Even the Emperor Ghost self-destructed the True Yuan and burst out with a blow to the sky, but it was only a heavy blow under the sword of the Heavenly Oath. Could it be that Ye Qing could be deeper than the foundation of the Emperor Ghost who self-destructed the True Yuan?

Although Qiao Rulai has not made much progress in martial arts, there is still no shortage of eyesight. After excluding the limit of what the root can hurt, there is only one possibility.

For the demon race, against the races other than the demon race, it can only be regarded as a second-rate swordsmanship!

"It's the hedron!"

"Good job of intelligence, but have I allowed you to think in front of me?" , sneering, Ye Qing's left hand was dripping with blood and grabbed the blade of the Zhigeliu sword to prevent Qiao Rulai from retreating, and the remnant yang of his right hand swung down suddenly, leaving a long wound on Qiao Rulai's body with the momentum of the robe.

"It seems that Zhigeliu can not only suppress the demons, but also disperse the attacks of the demons into the entire Zhigeliu sword array. No wonder with the foundation of you and Mo Cangli, you can defeat the emperor ghost by leaping the level. Seeing that he could have cut Qiao Rulai in half with a sword, but Qiao Rulai suffered a lot of injuries, Ye Qing took advantage of the short opportunity to wash away the remaining xenomorph true qi in his body with the Purple Galaxy True Qi again, "Do you want to continue?" Or if you want to bet, the oath of heaven can hurt me, so the real array can kill me. Come on, let's open the real array. Then, despair! ”

Suddenly mentioning the true yuan, the vitality of heaven and earth poured into the remnant sun, Ye Qing chanted loudly, "You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning." ”

The sword momentum surged, completely enveloping Qiao Rulai.

The two swords fought, and Qiao Rulai only felt that the ink madness was getting heavier and heavier in the collision again and again, and his wrists almost began to tremble.

Death was imminent, Qiao Rulai couldn't care about this trip as a temptation, and forced Ye Qing back with a sword, leaving a little gap. The tip of his tongue was broken in his mouth, and Qiao Rulai spurted out a mouthful of essence blood on top of the ink madness, "Stop the flow of the true array!" ”

The sword formation of Zhige Flow opened for a while, and under the blessing of the double array, Qiao Rulai urged the sword seal with both hands, "The first style!" Ten swords, mountains and rivers are smoking! ”

In an instant, the surrounding Buddhist swastika sword array shone with the flashing light in the ink madness, illuminating the entire sword array. Countless sword qi burst out, besieging Ye Qing without leaving a dead end.

The threat of death clearly appeared in Ye Qing's heart.

This move is enough to inflict fatal damage on his own dragon body.

Immediately, Ye Qing no longer hesitated, his body moved, and turned into ten figures, "Ten Directions are invincible".