After Ye Qing's countless experiments, relying only on the layer of earth Kunlun to drive the ironstone sand, although it can also create a martial arts version of the high-frequency knife, not only does it consume true qi, but the power of the finished product is not as powerful as the real knife and real gun instilled with true qi.

Except for the experiment when he was fighting against the demon army, Ye Qing never used this trick again.

After cultivating the Heavenly Attack Spiritual Secret Method, his ability to control true qi became more subtle and firm, and Ye Qing regained this trick.

But Ye Qing had no clue about how to ensure high-frequency oscillations, and it wasn't until a certain time when he cultivated Rose Xia Dang that he suddenly realized that he had made the mistake of going dark under the lamp.

Tukunlun is the bone, and the rose is the front.

The blade of the sword oscillates more than 10,000 times per second, and cutting gold and jade is as simple as chopping melons and vegetables.

The sword body condensed by extracting the essence of the earth, although it was only three feet long, had reached an astonishing weight of more than a thousand catties.

Rao is Ye Qing is body with a unicorn demon body, plus the blessing of Tukunlun True Qi, he also has to hold the hilt of the sword in both hands.

Falling in Murong Yanyu's eyes, Ye Qing's sword-holding posture looked very strange.

In terms of length, it is obviously a one-handed sword, and in terms of grip, it is a two-handed sword.

It's just that before Murong Yanyu could figure out the pass, Ye Qing slashed down with a sword in both hands.

Murong Yanyu looked at Ye Qing's swordsmanship like a barbarian, his brows furrowed, and his right hand was full of true qi and raised his sword horizontally, ready to teach Ye Qing a lesson.

As soon as the sword blade touched it, Murong Yanyu's pupils instantly contracted.

Not good!

Unbeatable!

Immediately, Murong Yanyu flipped his wrist, held the hilt of the slanting sun sword, and the blade of the wooden sword brushed Ye Qing's sword body, and his body floated to the side like a willow leaf at the same time.

Step ~ Step ~ Step ~ Step on

After taking a few steps back, Murong Yanyu Sword crossed his left hand, and his eyes caught a glimpse of a scratch mark on the body of the Xiyang Sword, and his heart palpitated.

Ye Qing's posture was to realize the true meaning of Ye Qing's sword posture.

"It's a big coincidence."

The reddish blade of the sword can't be said to be a heavy sword without a blade.

The blow missed, and Ye Qing stepped a little and pressed it again.

The sword in his hand has not changed too much, horizontal slashing, vertical chopping, plus left and right robe slashing, as long as it is a swordsmanship that anyone who can make a sword, but if it is the thousand-pound sword in Ye Qing's hand, the rice-word swordsmanship will naturally become a peerless swordsmanship in this world.

Murong Yanyu knew that the opponent had an advantage in weapons, and he couldn't hit it hard, and the slanting sun wood sword in his hand turned into a finger twist, dotting and washing, and every time Ye Qing attacked invisibly.

In order to maintain an oscillation frequency of tens of thousands of times per second, Ye Qing's true qi and mental strength were no longer consumed in large quantities all the time.

The long-term attack was unfavorable, Ye Qing took the initiative to retreat, and a little under his feet, leaving a footprint a few inches deep on the ground and jumping into the air.

The clouds that had just dispersed converged on the sky again as Ye Qing took a deep breath, and there was a loud bang, and there was a flash of thunder in the sea of clouds.

With a throw of both hands, the sword of a thousand catties turned into a swimming dragon and circulated in the sea of clouds, and the speed became faster and faster. The thunder was blazing, constantly striking at the blade. The earthy yellow blade glowed with red lightning.

Ye Qing pinched the law with his hand, and the five fingers of his right hand were bluffed, and he clenched violently towards Murong Yanyu.

The method of guiding the thunder of the wrath of the sky, the thunder method of the four-element true formula, and the immeasurable yin and yang method of Maha flow in the heart, and the sword moves that have been conceived in the bottom of the heart break through the ground!

From above the clouds, a crimson trail was like a meteorite falling into the world, and it suddenly fell with a sword light that covered the sky and the sun.

"Nine thunders and falling stars."

There is no need to dodge, and there is no need to dodge, like a sword move of heavenly punishment, there is no way to dodge.

Murong Yanyu's eyes were glowing with divine light, and the hundred-year-old foundation turned into a rising flame at this moment, the human sword was one, and a golden light rushed straight up against the falling meteor.

Immeasurable light, immeasurable sound, in the golden red sword light in the sky, can't see or hear clearly.

In contrast to the world-shattering move, the scattered sword qi cut the ground within a radius of dozens of miles, shattering it, and forcibly creating several ravines several feet deep.

Those with a slightly weaker foundation, such as the flow of autumn frost, can only hide behind the leisurely travel, and retreat more than ten miles in a row to save face.

The smoke and dust that was kicked up covered the sky, and Li Jianshi and Bei Xiaolou were all worried.

Murong Yanyu, as the eldest brother of the two, has long been in a deep relationship for decades, and now that his life and death are uncertain, he can't help but want to rush in to make sure.

At this time, Qiao Rulai, who was dragged by the killing world Moro, finally walked out of the spirit world.

Looking at the scene of the surrounding scenery, Qiao Rulai looked up at the sky.

Killing Moro was speechless in his heart, just looking at the aftermath of this battle, he was completely beyond the scope of human power, and he was shaken for a moment that he chose to devote himself to the Shura country.

Looking at Qiao Rulai's posture of staring at the sky, Killing Moro couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking at?" ”

Qiao Rulai seemed to have finally determined something, relaxed all over, looked at his second brother and replied with a smile: "It's over." ”

Killing Moro looked at Qiao Rulai's general trend, and even looked forward to the future family affection, some incredulous, some surprised.

According to the understanding of the Killing World, if the matter was not really resolved, there would not be such a look.

What exactly is in the sky?

At that moment, a golden cloud obscured the sky from the horizon.

The aura emanating from it made Killing World Moro subconsciously feel a trace of kindness and disgust.

"Amitabha."

One step Zen Kong glanced at it, and guessed the reason, and took a deep look at Jin Yanxia.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly set off in the sky, blowing away the raised sand and dust, revealing the two people who had been fighting.

Ye Qing's hair was scattered, his imperial robe was cut by the sword qi, and the blood stained his upper body, and it looked that the injury was not light, but his breath was even higher than before the fight.

Murong Yanyu stood in the middle of the criss-crossing sword marks, looking up at Ye Qing, the tightly groomed silver hair and silver beard were cut off a large piece, and his chest was red.

It's a lose-lose situation.

It's just that Ye Qing's recovery ability is really against the sky, and if he continues to fight, it will inevitably end up with one death and one injury.

Ye Qing looked up at the rapidly falling Dharma Golden Light Pagoda, showed an unfathomable smile towards Qiao Rulai, waved his robe, rolled up the Remnant Sun Crying Blood Sword, and said silently: "End?" It's just getting started. ”

A thousand thoughts flashed through her mind.

Ye Qing knows the future, and the secret of the Dharma Golden Light Pagoda is naturally no exception, so why didn't he escape?

The answer smashed into Qiao Rulai's heart like a thunderbolt.

In fact, it wasn't Qiao Rulai who was dragging Ye Qing down, but Ye Qing took advantage of the situation to wipe out the seven forces?

Am I an accomplice in the fall of the seventh session?

Thinking of this, the sweat on her forehead and eyebrows rained down.

The next moment, the ink maniac was blatantly in his hand.

"Stop the flow and start the battle!"