Chapter 701: A Swordsman Without a Sword

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Chapter 701: A Swordsman Without a Sword

"Isn't it?"

"No!" Liu Beishui shouted: "You are because we were caught, he doesn't want to feel guilty!"

"That's right. The Judgment Sword Soul sighed, "Thank you for your kindness, let everything end tonight, I don't want to hide anymore, and I have repented enough." ”

"If you want to die, wait until we save you. Liu Beishui said stubbornly: "At least like this, we will not be ashamed in our hearts." ”

"Look at your feet, the sword body is here, none of you can save me. Judgment Sword Soul said.

Liu Beishui looked down at his feet, in the trickling stream below, there was a white ghost sword - Bai Impermanence Sword Soul, it was like a reflection in the water, shaking a turbid yellow tentacle all over his body, waiting for him to approach.

At this time, Chao Liu flew over and said to Liu Beishui: "Little ghost, the sword is here, the King of Judgment cannot be saved, you must get that old goblin and take the sword away." ”

"Bang !!!!"

Another roar rang out.

A breathtaking scene appeared over the valley. After a short period of fighting, Ye Qingcheng's fierce momentum didn't last for a few breaths before it was broken by the rock embers!

Yan Ember slammed his fist on the transparent spirit shield in front of him, directly shattering the spirit shield, and the power generated by its huge fist was like an erupting volcano, directly impacting Ye Qingcheng and hitting the mountainside in the distance.

At the beginning of the impact, a large stream of majestic blood-colored smoke, like a thick cloud, swelled on the mountainside, very much like the scene of a bloody cannonball exploding.

"Hmph!" Rock Ember wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, twisted his crooked chin back into place, stared at the strange blood smoke, and said, "I don't know whether to live or die." ”

After that, he turned around and flew down, only thinking that Ye Qingcheng was beaten to pieces by his punch.

However, he had barely taken a few steps before he hovered in the air, and then turned his face quietly.

Halfway up the mountain in the distance, the swollen blood smoke began to converge rapidly, as if the picture was reversed against time.

"Wow!Wow!Wow......"

In the rapidly shrinking blood-colored smoke, a circle of air vortices flashed, and an angry figure, like a bison rushing out of the smoke and dust, rushed out fiercely.

"Not dead?" Ember frowned and muttered in confusion.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Qingcheng rushed back to the ashes. Blood flowed down You's forehead and poured down his face, and he stared at the ember fiercely, "If you want to kill me, use this trick?"

"Lao Tzu underestimated you. Yan Shen held back the anger in his heart and said, "Since this is the case, Lao Tzu will have a good time with you." ”

"Your fists aren't hard enough. "The scars on Ye Qingcheng's body, under the healing of the source of eternal injury, healed quickly. He raised his palm quietly, and a circle of red vortices was rotated in the palm of his palm, and he said in a deep voice: "Look at my palm, is it hard enough!"

Immediately afterwards, Ye Qingcheng's palm condensed a large amount of eternal injury power into the palm of his hand, and he waved his palm violently, and roared loudly: "Eternal Injury Palm!"

"Buzz!"

A terrifying destructive force was contained in the blood-colored palm print, and the bloody palm print immediately flew out, leaving a stick-like blood mark that rushed straight towards the rock embers.

"Domain!" Under the shock of the palm power, the ember was frightened by this momentum, and immediately shouted. The space around him in a radius of dozens of zhang suddenly stopped, including the bloody palm print that was about to hit him.

This brief pause caused him to react quickly, and he immediately pulled out to dodge.

"Bang !!!!!!!!!!!"

The fourth form of a thousand palms - permanent wounded palms. This was Ye Qingcheng's strongest martial art, and in a way, it was much stronger than his Mixed Yuan Blood Lotus.

After missing its target, the Eternal Wounded Palm immediately slammed into the barrier that enveloped the valley, directly hitting a hole, and then, it turned into a blood-colored giant pillar, and slammed straight into the sky dome to the northwest.

At the moment when the power of the Eternal Wounded Palm exploded, the entire valley was illuminated with blood red.

After a long time, the color of blood disappeared, and the moonlight shrouded again. Including all the sword souls, they were frightened by the power of this palm.

This kind of palm, even if you can't kill the hero, after being hit, the weaker one will be seriously injured and fall to the ground and lose combat effectiveness. However, with such a powerful move as the domain, it is difficult to hit the opponent head-on with such a dangerous palm technique. This is the gap between heroes and martial emperors, and domain is the most effective means to suppress the spirit martial arts below heroes.

Ye Qingcheng panted and stared at the hole in the barrier of the valley, the Thousand Transformation Palm could not be used continuously in a short period of time. However, even if he could, he would probably have a hard time using this move to hit the rock embers.

And the embers on the other side were also scared and sweaty.

"Thousand Palms!" he roared angrily, "You actually use this trick against brutes to deal with Lao Tzu?"

"How different is a scheming old ghost like you from a brute?" Ye Qingcheng retorted.

Ember looked at a red afterimage in the sky, leading to the depths of the starry sky. He suddenly realized that although this was a wilderness and was deserted for hundreds of miles, if the movement continued, sooner or later it would attract the strong men of the Dragon Clan to investigate. He can't delay, he must use thunderous means to quickly solve the problem at hand, and then escape from here.

Seeing that, he raised his hand sharply and sucked the sword of judgment that stood in the water of the stream into his palm.

He's a junior hero, but he's also a swordsman. When the sword was in his hand, the sword body immediately skyrocketed to two zhang long, and his momentum changed instantly. This majestic and majestic aura is like a giant dragon that has been hiding its body, suddenly rushing out of the sea, revealing its terrifying body in front of the world.

Perceiving this aura, Ye Qingcheng immediately realized how ridiculous his previous delusional idea of trying to defeat him was.

This guy is definitely not something he can beat in his current form.

"Quick!"

Below, Liu Beishui saw that the Judgment Sword was withdrawn, and immediately flew to the side of the Judgment Sword Soul and cut off the two chains that bound it. 、

"Boom!"

After the chain broke, the two turbid yellow ghosts disappeared in an instant, and the judgment sword soul was set free again.

"Senior, go quickly. Liu Beishui said hurriedly.

However, the Judgment Sword Soul did not escape, but put his hands behind his back, looked up at Ye Qingcheng on the sky, and said, "It's a pity, a good seedling." ”

On the heavenly dome, Ye Qingcheng's figure fled quickly, while Yan Shen, who was holding the judgment sword, was chasing after him.

Under the shroud of sword power, Ye Qingcheng's momentum was completely crushed, and at this time, he could sense how deep Yan Yan's kendo attainments were, although it was very strong, it was far inferior to the previous Yongmen Gushou. If he had a good sword, he could fight him for a few rounds. It's a pity that he only has two fists and no sword in his hand.

In the gap of evasion, he suddenly stretched out his palm and aimed it at the Xuanxue Broken Sword below.

The Xuanxue Broken Sword immediately flew up and rushed towards his palm.

"Poof!!"

Just as the Xuanxue Sword was about to be grabbed by him, a terrifying black shadow flashed behind him. Then, he felt his back, like a torn coarse cloth, make a slashing sound, and the power in his body poured rapidly.

"Big brother!!" Liu Beishui looked up at the shocking scene on the sky, Ye Qingcheng's back was cut out of a huge blood mark, blood suddenly spurted out, and his figure was like a bird with broken wings, before he grabbed the Xuanxue Broken Sword, he fell down in embarrassment......

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